MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 220 Lian Tianjiao

   "Where is Chisongjie... I have never been there."

  Jiang Ming looked at the handsome young monk in front of him, and said calmly, without showing any clues.

Although it is not a secret that warriors who came out of the common world set foot on the road of cultivating immortals, the Cangming Dongtian cultivator that Jiang Ming beheaded back then was also from the Chisong world...but Jiang Ming's roots are extraordinary, so naturally Do not reveal your identity at will.

  The monk looked good-looking, but Jiang Ming's spiritual sense was so sensitive that he could sense a certain dangerous aura in the other person, which seemed to far exceed that of ordinary foundation-building monks.

   "The poor monk Xiuming, from the Hanging Temple..."

The young monk didn't seem to care about it, smiled, and reported his family: "More than ten years ago, I traveled all over the country and abroad. In order to find a way to refine my body, I entered the Chisong world to learn martial arts... Although the world of immortality is forbidden, the magic of martial arts is very important. The road is another way, which is extremely wonderful.”

  Jiang Ming didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

The monk named Xiuming looked at Jiang Ming with clear eyes and continued: "In that piece of red pine world, I have heard many martial arts legends and read many ancient books... Listening to the shocking legends of those martial arts masters is really fascinating. ah!"

   "In an ancient book, it is recorded that one of the martial arts masters two hundred years ago, named Zhang Shan, made a great name in the Chisong world... It seems to have the same name and surname as a fellow Taoist..."

   Monk Xiuming casually said with a smile: "It just so happens that I heard that your martial arts strength is also extremely extraordinary. In this black stone ruins, your reputation is not small... It's a coincidence."

"The world of cultivating immortals is so vast, it's perfectly normal to have the same name and surname!" Jiang Ming shook his head and said, "If Master has nothing else to do, please make way... Otherwise, I will feel very guilty if I accidentally hurt you. "

   "The benefactor is too hostile to me... I have no malicious intentions!" Monk Xiuming shook his head: "I've said so much, I just want to ask you something!"

  Jiang Ming's heart moved slightly, and many thoughts flashed through his mind...but there was still no expression on the surface.

   "This matter is very important to me... If Fellow Daoist is really a descendant or apprentice of that Grandmaster Zhang Shan, please let me know!"

   Monk Xiuming said with a serious expression.

  Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment... descendants? apprentice?

   "Well, it seems that I am really old!"

  Jiang Ming sighed in his heart. In the blink of an eye, he was already more than two hundred years old. If it was true, these young geniuses on the Holy Dao Stage would at least have to call him grandpa.

   "Tell me." Jiang Ming waved his hand and said, he will be too lazy to care about it after he has a different mentality. Who can care about anything with his grandson.

   Monk Xiuming's face flashed a gleam of joy, thinking that he had really found a match, thinking that Jiang Ming should have walked out of the Chisong world, and came out to the world of cultivating immortals under the name of his ancestors.

  However, he never imagined that Jiang Ming was the person he saw in the ancient books of Chisongjie...

   "Master Zhang Shan became famous in a battle to defend the city. According to the biography compiled by later generations, his real origin should be a small town at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain!"

   Monk Xiuming said: "I want to ask you, do you know what happened in Yunmeng Mountain?"

  Jiang Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he stared at the monk in front of him, Yunmeng Mountain? What else can happen to Yunmeng Mountain, the biggest thing is the fairy fate caused by the clouds all over the sky...

   "You're talking about the Yaowang incident? Every hundred years or so on that mountain, a Yaowang plant will be born... But that thing is just a supernatural medicine in the world of cultivating immortals. It doesn't seem so unusual."

  Jiang Ming said without a trace, which is a disguised admission that he is from the Chisong world. After all, the monk Xiuming made up an identity for him unintentionally, and it is not for nothing.

  As for the background of Huaguo Mountain that he made up by himself... He walked out of the red pine world and joined Huaguo Mountain. Is there any problem? No!

"It's not the king of medicine..." Monk Xiuming shook his head immediately, and said in a hurried voice: "I'm talking about a drastic change in the depths of Yunmeng Mountain about two hundred years ago. Appeared and fell during the upheaval, and more than a dozen martial arts masters died, which shocked the entire Chisong world...Didn’t you hear your elders mention it?”

   Sure enough...Jiang Ming was shocked, the monk really asked for this matter.

   Just kidding... Hey, I watched the text live broadcast at the foot of the mountain, and even went up the mountain to rob and sell goods. How can I not know about that?

   "I really don't know about this...Master once told me not to explore the things in Yunmeng Mountain, it may lead to death!"

  Jiang Ming said without blinking: "After I became a martial arts master, I quietly left that place and went to the world of cultivating immortals... I really don't know much about the secrets of a hundred years ago."

  Xiu Ming stared straight at Jiang Ming, and there seemed to be a surge of talisman light in the depths of his eyes... It's a pity that Jiang Ming's cultivation base is far superior to him, no matter how he looks at it, he can't see the clue, so he can only give up in the end.

   "Fellow Taoist, have you ever been to Yunmeng Mountain and seen fire mayflies in the mountain?" After a moment of silence, Monk Xiuming suddenly spoke again.

   "Of course I've seen it... It's just an ugly little bug." Jiang Ming laughed casually.

   "Yeah, a kind of ugly little bug..." Xiu Ming took a deep breath, shook his head, and stopped asking about this matter.

"Thank you, fellow daoist, for letting me know... There may be a great opportunity to be born in the Chisong world in the future. Maybe you and I will go to the Chisong world together again in the future!" Under the environment, to achieve the realm of martial arts master, it is obvious that the talent is extraordinary... on the road of martial arts, you must not slack off!"

"However, if we meet on the Holy Dao platform, if we pass by each other... wouldn't it be unreasonable!" Immediately, Xiu Ming suppressed all the previous thoughts in his heart, looked at Jiang Ming with clear eyes, clasped his hands together and said, "Fellow Daoist, please! "

  Jiang Ming smiled, a layer of blood energy lingered around his body, ready to strike at any time.

  Boom...

  Monk Xiuming's body also erupted with immeasurable divine light, and his whole body was like a Buddha. He raised his hand and slapped it down.

  In the void, a Buddha's palm shrouded in golden light fell down, vaguely accompanied by the sound of reciting Buddhist scriptures, which made Jiang Ming feel a sense of gentle purification, guiding him to take refuge and obey.

   "Anything dares to cross me..." Jiang Ming's eyes were calm, and he punched up with a fist. The surging blood was awakened like a dragon, and there was a thunderous explosion in the void...

  poof~

  After more than ten strokes, Monk Xiuming coughed up blood, and his entire body surface burst into cracks, like porcelain about to break.

   This is the result of Jiang Ming keeping his hand, otherwise, within three punches, this monk might be shattered into pieces.

  Jiang Ming walked leisurely in the courtyard, slowly walked past the shocked monk Xiuming, and said with a light smile, "I have never slacked off on the road to martial arts... but you, Master, must continue to work hard!"

   After finishing speaking, he continued to move forward and disappeared into the mist of talisman light...

   "Fighting a top talent is better than fighting a dozen trash!"

  The Holy Dao Terrace was close to the core. Jiang Ming felt the talisman light and Dao rhyme around his body, and took a deep breath in satisfaction, as if countless holy Dao spiritual mist had been absorbed into his body, making his body quite cleansed and tempered.

   "Even the cultivation base has increased a little..."

  Now when Jiang Ming took a step, there was a light mist that was visible to the naked eye around his body, and the light of the Dao Talisman loomed in the center, like a fairy walking in the world.

"Um?"

  In front of him, a figure stood still, with talisman lights surging around him, staring at Jiang Ming with fighting intent.

   "This fellow daoist, it's really extraordinary to be able to come here... But let's stop here, your dao rhyme should belong to me!"

   It was a tall man with a violent breath, with red hair flying like a flame.

   "The world is resplendent, the arrogance of heaven is picturesque... This time, the battle for the Holy Dao Platform is really fierce!"

  Jiang Ming looked at the person in front of him, and couldn't help sighing in his heart. This person was not well-known before, but his strength may not be weaker than those top geniuses in the cave, otherwise he would not be able to come here and condense such a strong talisman light.

"It should be that before entering the Holy Dao Platform, I observed the positions of other top geniuses, and then chose this direction. I thought there was no threatening opponent, and I wanted to block the way to make a fortune..." Jiang Ming's heart moved slightly, and he guessed the mind of the opposite person A seven seven eight eight.

   But if you want to be a hindrance, obviously you are looking for the wrong person...

  Boom!

  The great battle broke out, and there was no accident in the result. The opponent made deadly moves everywhere, and Jiang Ming didn't have any hesitation. He chopped him up with a sword in a few moves, and took away his Dao rhyme.

  嗡~

  Ways of sunlight lingered around Jiang Ming's body, and the talisman light gathered into pieces, as if there were scriptures circulating, which set off him even more impressively.

  Jiang Ming continued to walk forward, going deep into the core of the Holy Dao Platform, getting closer to the ray of light in the void, and seeing fewer and fewer geniuses.

  Those who can reach this place are at least the top few core disciples of each sect. They have many ultimate moves and bottom-of-the-box means. They can be said to be invincible in the foundation-building realm.

  However, today on the Holy Dao Platform, there can only be one leader, and it is foreseeable that this process will be extremely cruel.

   "Zhang Shan?"

  Suddenly, a surprised voice sounded not far away.

  A figure surrounded by a strong talisman light, with a white face faintly visible, was breathtakingly beautiful, walking towards Jiang Ming.

   "Fellow Taoist Huaimei, we meet again!"

  Jiang Ming looked at the person in front of him and said with a faint smile.

   "Why do you..." Huai Mei looked at Jiang Ming's body in amazement, the incomparably rich talisman light, a little unbelievable.

  How could this person get here?

   "I was really lucky along the way. I didn't meet any masters. It was like chopping melons and vegetables. I came here out of nowhere!"

  Jiang Ming grinned and said, thinking he was telling the truth, it was really no different from chopping melons and vegetables.

   "You..." Huai Mei was so angry that she felt a little depressed. Isn't this really showing off? Even she had to go through two **** battles before she won without any risk.

   "Where did you come from?" She suddenly remembered something and asked.

  Jiang Ming pointed behind him.

"No wonder... your luck is really good!" Huai Mei's eyes were complicated, and he was a little speechless: "The area of ​​the Holy Dao Terrace is huge, and the core geniuses of each sect occupy an area, but they can't guard them all. That direction is nothing. Top talent."

   "However, when you get here, everyone you meet next is extremely dangerous... I advise you not to go any further, otherwise you may encounter death!" Huai Mei shook his head.

   "Haha, Fellow Daoist Huai, how can you belittle others like this... This fellow Daoist should go forward bravely to get here!"

A loud laugh that seemed to be a smile but not a smile suddenly came from a distance, and a figure slowly walked out of the surging light and mist of the Holy Dao Platform. Now, looking around...

   "Fellow Daoist Zhang Shan... At the beginning, he said he wanted to win the leader, but now accepting my challenge, shouldn't it be a problem?"

  A young man stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Jiang Ming with a half-smile, the silver-gray vertical lines between his brows wriggling crazily, permeating an extremely dangerous aura.

  The person who came here was Liu Xuantong, the peerless genius of the God Eye Sect who is rare in a hundred years.

   "Hehe, Liu Xuantong, you are really a chicken thief... The majestic people with spiritual pupils have all joined the powerful disciples of Yu abroad. How powerful they are, it is shameless to challenge a casual cultivator!"

  In another direction, another figure lingering in the dense talisman light appeared, and the light seemed to be surging like a river, unfathomably deep.

   "Bai Xuanruo... If you want to challenge me, I can accept it!" Liu Xuantong said coldly without even looking at that person.

   "Hehe, Daoist Liu is the best in the world, how dare I challenge..." Bai Xuan from Cangming Dongtian is weak and slender, with a hint of femininity between his brows, with a calm smile in his eyes:

"I just think that you are a noble person like you, how can you bully a casual cultivator... How about letting me fight with you, Fellow Daoist Zhang Shan? My strength is low, and my skills need to be perfected. It can be regarded as learning from each other and discovering deficiencies, just click on it!"

"Hehe, this brother... How about fighting with me? I see that your aura is sharp, and it seems that you have practiced swordsmanship... I have also practiced swordsmanship for a few days, but I am not very proficient. Why don't you compare each other, maybe it will help To comprehend the way of the sword!"

  Another person spoke with a smile on his face.

   "All of you, I'm afraid you have bad intentions..." Huai Mei sneered with cold eyes.

  Jiang Ming also understood it, and dared to treat him as a fat sheep who had been lucky enough to break in, and he was robbing for food.

  Bai Xuanruo and the others deliberately exposed Liu Xuantong's identity and background, and belittled themselves. They also wanted Jiang Ming to back down and not challenge him, but to choose them...

  After all, the talisman light that lingers on Jiang Ming's body is simply too strong. If anyone can defeat him and get his talisman light, he will definitely have an advantage in the ensuing battle.

   "Tsk tsk, interesting..."

  Jiang Ming stretched casually, then turned his head to look at Bai Xuanruo in the deep cave.

   A gleam of joy appeared in Bai Xuanwei's eyes.

   Immediately, Jiang Ming said lightly: "Your strength is low, and your skills are flawed... What kind of genius do you dare to challenge me? I don't bother to compete with this kind of useless wood. You should go home and continue practicing..."

   "You..." Bai Xuan was weak and short-tempered, with murderous intent in his eyes, and stared at Jiang Ming coldly: "Okay, okay, okay, you can't walk down the holy path alive!"

  Jiang Ming didn't bother to talk to him, and turned to look at the other person who spoke: "You are not proficient in swordsmanship, it's none of my business...I'm not your grandfather, so I don't have time to correct it for you!"

  The man was so angry that his seven orifices were smoking, and he wished he could chop Jiang Ming with his sword.

In the end, Jiang Ming turned his head to look at Liu Xuantong, and said lightly: "I have indeed killed many people from the God's Eye Sect... It's just a wicked cult. If you kill it, you will kill it. What's the matter? If there is a chance, I will Maybe I will come to the door in person to completely destroy this religion!"

   "I heard that you are the future ZTE master of God's Eye Sect? Then let's start with you..."

  Jiang Ming beckoned: "Come on, block my three punches and survive, and I will spare your life today!"