The mountains are as quiet as ancient times, and daily life is like a new year...
Without wars and disputes, Jiang Ming practiced martial arts, collected medicine, and bled blood to refine medicine every day as planned. Although it was a bit boring, he lived a fulfilling and comfortable life.
Now is the time when all kinds of colorful mushrooms are growing, and Jiang Ming has begun to show off mushroom soup every day. Now he can almost tell whether every kind of mushroom is poisonous, and he can pick them out and throw away the non-poisonous ones.
The poisonous ones were kept for soup.
His taste is getting more and more weird now. The ones that are not toxic are not fresh enough at all, and it is not interesting to drink at all!
Martial arts training and beast control plans are also progressing steadily, and everything is going according to plan...
"Now, all we have to do is wait for the news from Yunmeng Shanze."
Jiang Ming believes that in addition to the Medicine King who has been seen for more than a hundred years, there must be unknown secrets in Yunmeng Mountain. This secret may even be related to the Medicine King, and it is of higher value...
Otherwise, the Liang family, a great family of great masters, would not have expended their efforts in cultivating the Shi family in Dayun Mansion to explore the secrets of Yunmeng Mountain.
It’s just that the Liang family probably didn’t expect that the dog they spent money and effort to train would have its neck snapped halfway, and even the treasure they found would have their peaches picked...
"The Shi family was wiped out, and the Liang family went after the murderer like a dog jumping over the wall. Although it was their dog, they have never seen an owner who is so dedicated to avenging the dog..."
"It can only be because of those yellow crystals, which means that it must be very important to them. Unfortunately, I haven't found any use for it yet..."
In the tavern, Jiang Ming's hair was disheveled and his clothes were as tattered as a beggar. He drank wine and meditated as if there was no one else around.
At this time, it had been more than two months since he went up the mountain. The progress of martial arts training was faster than he expected. This morning, he practiced the Cowhide Tiger Bone Jue to Dacheng, completely completed the tempering of his muscles and veins, and entered the second-rate Dacheng.
territory.
Quiet and thoughtful, Jiang Ming planned to go down the mountain to relax and rest for a few days, buy some medicinal materials that were not available in the mountain, and listen to the news and gossip of eight villages ten miles away...
In the tavern, Jiang Ming also heard that in the past few months, the Liang family had sent waves of people to Dayun Mansion to investigate the destruction of the Shi family, and even first-class warrior forces such as the Wang family and Liehu Village
, were all criticized by the Liang family.
"If I can find the place where the Shi family found the yellow crystal, maybe I can discover its secret..." Jiang Ming whispered in his heart. This beast army must expand as soon as possible. What is needed to explore the mountains and forests is not individual strength, but a huge one.
quantity……
Three days later, Jiang Ming took the medicine basket on his back, carried large and small bags of medicinal materials and rice noodles, and went into the mountains again.
Jiang Ming is not afraid of being conspicuous at all. Within a few months of his time traveling, he showed his interest in studying the mechanisms of medicinal herbs in front of outsiders.
Now a few years have passed, and Jiang Ming's medical skills have been improving day by day with his understanding of medicinal herbs. Not only is he comparable to Dr. Sun, he is also well-known in Ping'an Town. His quirk of liking to study medicinal herbs is not considered unique.
Walking alone...
"I just don't know when the Liang family will enter the mountain..." Jiang Ming was a little curious. The Liang family had sent people to Dayun Mansion for a long time, but it seemed that they were only tracking down the murderer and not exploring Yunmeng Mountain.
"Is it the same as the appearance of Medicine King...what time is it?"
Jiang Ming's eyes were calm. No matter what the opportunity was, he could afford to wait. Is there anyone who can wait better than him...
"Time is long and there are many things to do, so why rush!"
Jiang Ming thought about the next thing, bleeding every morning, and then studying the Liuyun Jue he snatched from the Old Snake Gang to prepare for promotion to a first-class warrior.
The Shi family's first-class martial arts methods are not bad, but when a first-class warrior takes action, the characteristics of the techniques will inevitably be exposed. The Shi family's goal is too big, and Jiang Ming does not want to turn himself into a light bulb...
"Those annotations made by Shijintai can be used as a reference... As for the magic formula, let's save it and give it to someone someday." Jiang Ming thought for a moment and suddenly smiled, wondering which hero would be destined for this magic formula in the future.
rustle……
The light rain suddenly started to fall, and the mountains and forests were so foggy that it was almost impossible to see the road ahead. Jiang Ming put on his bamboo hat, held the rice noodles tightly in his arms, and trotted forward, rushing into the misty rain...
…
There is no time in the mountains, and there is no year in the cold weather...
In the blink of an eye, three years flew by.
In the spring of the eleventh year of Yuanshou, Zhou Ping, one of the two civil and military princes of Yan State, returned after traveling for several years.
Hearing that the remnants of the Cangshan Army were still defending Beining Mansion, Marquis Wu angrily scolded the officials in the court for their incompetence, snatched the Tiger Talisman from the old and frail emperor, and led the northern expedition.
In just three months, Wuhou's army destroyed Beining Mansion and killed more than 100,000 enemies. Only King Cangshan and a few of his followers fled the city and were missing.
Wuhou was furious and ordered a massacre of the city for three days, and robbed all the treasures and women in the city. Blood flowed into rivers for a while, and no one in the city was left alive...
The whole country was shocked. Some rough warriors praised Wu Hou for his unparalleled power, while some scholars wrote angrily and criticized Zhou Pingshi for being cruel and shameless, taking pleasure in massacring people...
But no matter what, the reputation of Marquis Wu was so high that it even had the miraculous effect of silencing children from crying, and he was very popular in the entire Yan Kingdom.
After this battle, countless forces that were ready to move after the Cangshan Army Rebellion suddenly stopped, and the entire Yan Kingdom became peaceful and peaceful, restoring its former prosperity...
…
Deep in Yunmeng Mountain.
In a wooden house, a low stove was burning brightly. The tea on the stove started bubbling after boiling for a while.
A furry little white paw quickly stretched out, carefully lifted the teapot, poured a large bowl of strong tea, and moved it outside the house. The chubby body could barely see the soles of its feet, and it was like a ball of white glutinous rice wriggling on the ground.
…
Passing under the eaves of the house, a fat tiger that was lying down and taking a nap raised his eyes slightly when he heard the noise, and caught a glimpse of such a funny scene in front of him. He immediately rolled on the ground with joy, making a strange sound of "roaring", revealing his belly full of fat.
shake……
"Gugu~"
The white glutinous rice ball made an angry sound, and glared at Fat Tiger with its ruby-like eyes. The latter immediately froze in place, covering his head with his two fat front paws, lying on the ground and not daring to say a word.
The glutinous rice ball then hummed with satisfaction, turned around and continued to move out with the tea...
Wow~
The mountain stream surges swiftly and violently.
A figure was standing in the shallows by the river, practicing a set of boxing techniques. The river flowed by its feet, splashing a fine spray...
His boxing skills are continuous and light, with a smooth and beautiful feeling of flowing clouds and water, like light clouds in the clear sky, and his whole person has an unearthly temperament.
"The meaning of flowing clouds is ever-changing, gathering and dispersing like the heart..."
Turning around, the punch suddenly became violent, erupting with a sound like thousands of horses squealing through the air, like a heavy rain pouring down, the roar of the lead clouds, giving people an irresistible crushing force...
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