MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 47 Martial Arts Forbidden Art - Burning Blood Knife Technique

  Chapter 47 Martial Arts Forbidden Technique—Blood Burning Knife Technique

  Ping An Town.

  Jiang Ming sold the medicinal materials he picked these days at Wang's Pharmacy, and then walked to Lao Jiangtou's tavern with an empty medicine basket on his back.

   "Since the war in the north, prices have skyrocketed and business has been difficult... This medicinal material has never been worried about selling, but the price is getting higher and higher." Jiang Ming put a few taels of silver into his arms, but he didn't look too excited.

  Once the flames of war are over, will he be able to gather herbs and drink tea in the mountains with peace of mind, or else...

   "You need to make plans earlier. If you can break through to the second-rate, you will have enough power to protect yourself. It's a pity that it's too difficult..."

  Jiang Ming thought so in his heart, as soon as he entered the tavern, he heard some drinkers complaining:

   "Jiang Ye, how come the tongue is so high that it costs two copper coins per bowl... We are all regular customers!"

Old Jiangtou trotted out from behind the counter, and said with a wry smile: "I earn two copper coins, which is not as good as before... Now that the price of rice and noodles has doubled, shouldn't this wine go up with it? Hey, I don't know when it will be the first, If the food price goes up again, I can't even afford wine..."

   "Jiang Ye is right, I believe you... two bowls of tongue-smelling, a plate of smoked tofu!" Jiang Ming sat down and laughed.

  Others suddenly fell silent, even Master Jiang who joined Liehuzhuang said so, what else could they have to say, they could only vent their grievances on Zhan Luan.

   "If this battle continues, people will not be able to live..."

   "If you want me to say, let the Cangshan army rush into the capital and kill all the officials now, maybe our life will be better..."

   "The throne of flowing water, the **** made of iron... We can't get better if we change the emperor, so let's plant your land well..."

  Jiang Ming sighed softly when he heard the buzzing discussion... When the battle is here, he might not even have a drink.

  He bought another two catties of wine, cut some pork at the butcher shop, took it home, and called Zhou Wenxiu to cook for him and make medicine. While drinking and eating meat, he taught her how to practice boxing...

  …

   Half a month later, Fang Lie rushed from Fucheng to Ping'an Town.

   "It's settled?" Jiang Ming and Fang Lie sat opposite each other in their small courtyard.

"It's almost..." After meeting Wei Yan, Fang Lie seemed to be more stable overnight, nodded and said: "The Zhuangli made some deals with Feiyun Castle, Feiyun Castle provided us with prey, gold, silver and jewelry, and Liehuzhuang will provide Feiyun Castle with weapons, salt and clothing, and if the Cangshan Army really comes, the transaction will be suspended."

Jiang Ming nodded. After all, Liehuzhuang has limited manpower, and sometimes the harvest after entering the mountain for a long time is not very good. If Feiyunbao helps, the silver taels should be able to earn a lot more, plus gold, silver and jewelry. Liehuzhuang Your wealth will grow rapidly, and your power will grow faster.

  In troubled times, gold and silver are always hard currency...

   "Weapon salt... I'm afraid it's not easy to handle." Jiang Ming frowned.

   "The current situation is chaotic, even the officials and lords of Dayun Mansion are considering the way out, who can control so much, the hammer in the blacksmith shop in the city is almost smoking..."

  Fang Lie shook his head speechlessly: "Besides, some of the war knives I bought back were even engraved with government marks, and I don't know who was reselling them..."

  Jiang Ming was dumbfounded, and thought to himself: "Even if the King of Cangshan dies, Yan Kingdom will not be able to calm down..."

   "This matter is up to the headhunters, don't disclose it to the people in the branch!" Fang Lie said again: "Delivery to the mountains will take another route. The fewer people who know, the better..."

  Jiang Ming nodded. No matter how good the new ship and old ship are, they are still rebellious...Naturally, they should keep a low profile.

   "By the way, Feiyunbao gave us a life-saving method... Said it was because of sincerity!" Fang Lie said, and took out a book from his arms: "I copied this."

   "The owner gave an order... anyone who senses the blood can practice."

  Jiang Ming took the booklet, only to see four large characters written on the cover, Burning Blood Knife Technique.

   "Sounds a bit cruel..." Jiang Ming laughed.

  Fang Lie's eyes were strange: "You read it first... More than just being ruthless, these rebels are absolutely desperate..."

  Jiang Ming suddenly became curious, and flipped through the secrets of this sword technique page by page.

  The more he looked at his face, the more shocked he became, and when he closed the book, he let out a long breath: "There is such a domineering and ruthless sword technique?"

"This saber technique allows warriors to step up and fight, but it can only be used by burning blood... Every slash will hurt the source, and the lightest one will lose one year of life... And every slash requires several months of recuperation. If it is used continuously, it will even It is possible to die suddenly..."

  Fang Lie couldn't help but said: "What a bunch of lunatics... dare to practice this kind of forbidden martial arts."

  Jiang Ming smiled and said, "Then do you still practice?"

"Practice, of course!" Fang Lie's eyes were fiery: "I have a hunch that Feiyun Fort may be the new ship for me to realize my dream, and this blood-burning knife technique is a weapon to help me overcome obstacles. I realize those ideals in my heart..."

   "What about you?" Fang Lie looked at Jiang Ming.

  Jiang Ming smiled and nodded: "Practice!"

  He said to himself silently, even if you don’t practice, I will practice anyway. This is simply the most precious thing I have obtained since I came to this world.

  Fighting higher ranks... Doesn't it mean that he can now compete against second-rate warriors?

  What is the price of life-saving and sudden death? It’s the same for him... If you can’t die with one knife, can’t I kill you ten times and one hundred times?

   And when he becomes a second-rate warrior, he will be able to fight against a first-rate warrior... Isn't it true that no one in Dayun Mansion can restrain him.

  Furthermore, since the blood-burning knife technique can be spread from Feiyun Castle, there must be a lot of people who practice it. Even if he uses it against the enemy, as long as he doesn't reveal his true face, no one can guess who he is.

  After Fang Lie was sent away, Jiang Ming went back to the mountains, and immediately began to practice the blood-burning knife technique. Chaos is about to break out. Naturally, this life-saving method must be grasped as soon as possible...

  …

  Autumn goes to winter, and it’s the end of the year again.

  In front of the wooden house in the mountains, there was a lot of fine snow. Jiang Ming was holding a fine iron saber, practicing the blood-burning saber technique, bringing animation snowflakes, splashing everywhere.

   "Cut!"

  He gave a soft shout, and a layer of crimson blood mist erupted from his body. The saber in his hand slashed out, and with great force, he slashed fiercely on a boulder half a person's height.

  Boom~

  The boulder cracked and exploded in two.

  Jiang Ming didn't stop with the saber, and continued to make the second and third slashes...

   It wasn't until the ninth time that he stopped with a trembling arm, and the saber fell to the ground.

   "It still doesn't work..." Jiang Ming frowned: "Every time I slash, the blood will boil a little... The blood qi will boil a little bit after the ninth slash, it is hard to control, it is already the limit."

  Jiang Ming is naturally not afraid of losing his life and hurting his origin...but the boiling of blood is beyond his control.

  Jiang Ming jumped into the icy river, while cleaning the blood mist on his body surface, while thinking about how to suppress the boiling blood.

   "After much deliberation, the only way I know now seems to be Dr. Sun's prescription for nourishing blood..."

   "It seems...it's time to go to Fucheng!"

  (end of this chapter)