MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 45 Bairentu, Wei Yan

  Chapter 45 Bairentu, Wei Yan

  Squeak~

  Jiang Ming pushed the door open and entered, standing in the courtyard, the shallow pit under his feet was very familiar, it was left by practicing Fuhu Fist back then.

  On the treetops, there were bursts of cicadas singing... At this time last year, Jiang Ming brought cicada monkeys, wine and meat, and came here to learn martial arts from the old Zhou Tou, but now things are different.

  The people in the room heard the movement and hurried out. They were stunned when they saw Jiang Ming, and then their eyes turned red.

   "Brother Ming..."

Jiang Ming looked at Zhou Wenxiu, the girl who was once cheerful and immature, only a few months have passed...the eyebrows and eyes are a little more mature, and there are many scars on the exposed arms and wrists, which look like they were whipped …

  Jiang Ming knew that this girl must have suffered a lot in the city, but this is the only way for people at the bottom to grow up, and no one can walk for her.

...

  Thousands of words came to my lips, only one sentence remained:

   "Is there too much rice, give me a bowl..."

  Zhou Wenxiu gritted her teeth and nodded, hurriedly ran into the house... After a long while, she came out again, bringing dry noodles and boiled wild vegetables to Jiang Ming with red eyes.

  Jiang Ming sat on a small low bench, ate and drank as if he had been hungry for days, and finally burped with great satisfaction.

   "You ate all my cakes..." Zhou Wenxiu sat opposite Jiang Ming, with her elbows on her knees, holding her head in her hands and puffed up.

  Jiang Ming couldn't help but smile, at this time Zhou Wenxiu had some aura from before.

   "Anyway, I didn't bring any money..." Jiang Ming stood up and said with a smile, "Why don't I teach you how to practice boxing and pay for your meal... How about it?"

  Back when old Zhou Tou was alive, he never taught this granddaughter how to practice boxing, for fear that she would ruin herself.

   But Lao Zhou didn't understand that in this world, you are not afraid of bad practice, but you are too weak... By the time Lao Zhou understood this truth, it was already too late.

  Zhou Wenxiu was also stunned when she heard the words, and then bent her legs and was about to kneel on the ground.

Jiang Ming picked her up quickly, shook his head and said, "You cook for me, and I'll teach you to practice boxing. No one owes anyone... If you kowtow to me again, should I kowtow back to you? Playing worship ..."

   Zhou Wenxiu blushed suddenly.

  Jiang Ming coughed lightly, and comforted her: "Don't be shy... From now on, as long as I'm in town, I'll cook three meals a day... Don't miss one meal!"

  Zhou Wenxiu was stunned.

   "Why are you in a daze, let's start...the first form, the tiger sits on the mountain!" Jiang Ming recalled what the old Zhou Tou taught him, and said slowly: "This is the fundamental technique of Fuhuquan..."

   After a while.

  The fist wind roared in the small courtyard, just like back then...

  …

  Go up the mountain to collect herbs, go down the mountain to teach boxing...

   Blink of an eye is three months later.

  Yellow leaves are all over the sky, and the cold wind is bleak.

  In front of the hut in the mountain, a rather fat tiger stared at the human by the river, with its tail tightly clamped behind it... The aura of that human was getting more and more terrifying. My king was a little scared, why didn't Lord Rabbit take me away...

  By the river, Jiang Ming's boxing is full of momentum, he does what he wants, he is no longer limited to moves...but he is still quite organized, as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water, without any disorder.

   "The momentum of the fierce tiger is almost complete, and the blood is almost the same, but the 'tiger artistic conception' is still invisible..." Jiang Ming shook his head lightly.

Since the last time he went down the mountain to buy a few big packs of medicinal materials, he has been drinking three bowls a day. It is indeed effective, allowing him to calm down and focus on boxing. It has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort. Raised to the extreme.

  Jiang Ming is now considered a third-rate master, plus he is not afraid of being cut or stabbed, if life and death are fought... unless a second-rate warrior like Guan Feng makes a move, he will be invincible in Dayun Mansion.

  However, from the third-rate to the second-rate, it is more about precipitation and comprehension. It is no longer possible to break through through hard work. I don’t know how many third-rate warriors are stuck here all their lives.

  Jiang Ming is already prepared to be stuck at this bottleneck in three to five years or even longer...

   "Calculating the time, it's time for Headhunter Guan and the others to go into the mountains, to join in the fun..." He then said to himself.

  In the past few months, although Jiang Ming has not been involved in the affairs of the Liehuzhuang branch, he still sometimes participates in hunting when headhunters lead a team.

  The founder of the Bullhide and Tiger Bone Jue originally created this method by imitating the posture of a bull and a fierce tiger. In the fight with a fierce tiger, it is also of great benefit to understand the meaning of the fierce tiger...

"Hey, it's a pity that although there is one at home, it can't be used for fighting. It has to be kept as a guard..." Jiang Ming glanced at the fat tiger under the eaves, shook his head, and left the wooden house with a fine iron dagger. Go deep into the forest.

   "Then what do human beings see me do..." Fat Tiger, who had not yet opened his mind, was at a loss, and suddenly felt his chrysanthemum tighten.

  …

  In the depths of Yunmeng Mountain.

  Jiang Ming joined Guan Feng and others at a rest point.

   "Huh? Huang Xiaoying didn't come today?" Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows. He remembered that the girl had never missed every hunt since she passed the Tiger Hunting Team assessment.

Fang Lie shook his head, sighed and said: "She just felt **** a few days ago, I was happy for her, but I didn't expect that she packed up her bags and left the next day, saying that she was sorry everyone, her only purpose for coming here It is to learn martial arts for free, now that the goal has been achieved, I will leave..."

  Jiang Ming wondered: "Since you are learning martial arts, why don't you continue to learn and be satisfied with just sensing blood?"

  Fang Lie shook his head, expressing his ignorance.

  Guan Feng was sitting under a big tree with his eyes closed to rest his mind, and suddenly said: "The only requirement of the Cangshan Army's city-breaking team is to sense blood."

   "Cangshan Army?" Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

  Jiang Ming was also stunned, and couldn't believe it.

  The Cangshan Army is the rebel army that broke through the three prefectures in the north. Now the leader is the self-proclaimed King of Cangshan, and the momentum is in full swing, continuously attacking the city...

   Among the Cangshan Army, a city-breaking team is the most famous, which is frightening. It once set a record of breaking through the city in three hours.

  The city breaker team was originally composed of people who practiced martial arts. Later, the power grew, and the standard was raised to the point where blood energy must be sensed...

   But including Jiang Ming, everyone couldn't believe that that low-key and honest Huang Xiaoying was going to join the rebels?

"She came to look for me the day she left..." Guan Feng said lightly: "Her family is in Qinglin Mansion to the north of Dayun Mansion. The whole family offended the official and was killed cleanly. Even the seventy-year-old woman None of them were spared...Only she escaped with her life and arrived at Dayun Mansion."

   "She has only one obsession in life, and that is to enter the Qinglin Mansion and kill the official who killed her family..."

  Everyone was silent.

   After a long time, someone sighed: "This **** world..."

  Suddenly, a voice sounded from the front:

   "Yeah, this **** world!"

  Several figures slowly walked out of the jungle and appeared in front of everyone.

   "Who are you?" Peng Luteng stood up with a look of wariness.

  On the opposite side, a young man who looked to be only about 20 years old walked slowly to the front, and said with a faint smile:

   "Wei Yan!"

   "What? Are you that... Bairentu?"

   At Liehuzhuang, there was a sudden exclamation.

  (end of this chapter)