MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 59 go back
Chapter 59 Returning
Fucheng, dilapidated courtyard.
Jiang Ming drank a bowl of medicinal soup, stood still in the courtyard, and practiced boxing one by one.
Hoo~
The breeze blows, and the leaves rustle.
Jiang Ming suddenly felt something in his heart, and his body moved sideways, standing under the peach tree in the corner of the yard.
Snapped!
Almost at the same moment, a malnourished green peach fell and was picked up by Jiang Ming.
It was as if Jiang Ming had predicted the peaches before they fell!
"It appeared again, the sharp perception beyond cognition..."
Jiang Ming stared at the peach in his hand, his mood fluctuated.
In the past few days, he practiced boxing every day, trying to find the feeling of that day... I don’t know how many times I tried, and today I finally entered the super sense again, as if I was integrated into the world, and I was in control of everything around me.
"And... I seem to have found the reason to trigger the super sense!"
Jiang Ming looked at the base of the wall, where there were piles of medicinal residues piled up like a hill, which were all the medicinal materials for making Qingshen Decoction.
After the super sense appeared that day, Jiang Ming began to think about the formulas he had practiced and the various secret medicines he had used, and finally locked on this Qingshen soup.
"Drinking Qingshen soup at the beginning just made me calm down, but as I drank more and more, now every time I drink it again... I can immerse myself in the wonderful state of no distracting thoughts, and the speed of comprehending the meaning of the fist has increased a lot... "
The two triggers of the super sense were just after drinking the Qingshen soup, which made Jiang Ming even more certain that the secret medicine obtained from Guan Feng definitely had an unusual origin.
"Could it be the same as the beast control secret medicine...doesn't belong to this mortal world?"
Jiang Ming whispered in his heart, but no one should be able to answer this question for him for the time being.
He drank three bowls of Qingshen soup every day for more than a year... Only then did he trigger this super sensory state, while other warriors could only drink it once a month, not as much as he drank from birth to death , I am afraid that no one can trigger the super sense at all.
"It seems that the amount will be increased in the future!"
Jiang Ming's eyes moved slightly, and the two triggers of the super sense were only for a short moment, but it made him feel the power of this ability. At that moment, his comprehension of the tiger's true meaning seemed to span decades, and there was a feeling of future Its a feeling of complete comprehension.
Although this feeling is false, Jiang Ming has also benefited a lot, and he feels that his understanding of the tiger's true meaning has improved a lot...
If one day... he can maintain this super sense all the time, his strength will undergo earth-shaking changes!
"Let's drink ten bowls every day first!"
Jiang Ming made a decision. He copied Guo Huhu's story, and now he has a lot of money, so it's no problem to drink some secret medicine.
Besides, this Qingshen soup may have something to do with the world of cultivating immortals. Jiang Ming naturally cannot let go of this clue...
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The weather is getting hotter, and another month has passed.
Jiang Ming insisted on drinking ten bowls of Qingshen soup every day, and triggered his super sense three times. His perception of the true meaning of the tiger improved by leaps and bounds, and his control of blood energy became more subtle.
The sword of an ordinary third-rate warrior is now difficult to break through Jiang Ming's physical defense.
Second-rate warriors can be roughly divided into three steps, tempering skin membrane, flesh and veins... With the help of various secret medicines, Jiang Ming can be regarded as stepping into the second step.
"This kind of speed, even the genius of the Shi family, is probably not as good as me." Jiang Ming said to himself, this super sense is really like a cheat, and it is definitely not something that should exist in the ordinary martial arts world.
Otherwise, there might not be more than these second-rate warriors in this world...
"However, it should be time to leave..."
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Yuanshou seven years, the end of July!
The king of Cangshan arrived at Dayun Mansion, led his army across the river, and pressed towards the seven southern mansions, leaving only a small number of troops in Dayun Mansion.
"Are you really going to change the dynasty?"
"I think the King of Cangshan can accomplish things. In the past two months, Dayun Mansion has been organized in an orderly manner. I think it is much better than those old men..."
Under a big tung tree outside the courtyard, a group of gray-bearded old men sat and enjoyed the shade, fanning big cattail fans while discussing the current situation.
"Hey, you made a move..." An old man suddenly shouted: "It's too cloudy!"
Opposite him, an ordinary-looking young man smiled shyly: "Master Chen, you owe three rounds!"
The old man blew his beard and stared angrily, disturbed the chess pieces with a huff, and angrily slapped out three copper coins, then stood up with a dark face.
Another old man sat down quickly and rolled up his sleeves: "Look at me, today I must win back the money from the previous few days..."
"Ah Sheng, you said you are young, why don't you go to make contributions with the Cangshan Army?" The old man Chen who got up suddenly said: "It's too wasteful to play chess and drink tea with us old men all day long. "
"I'm not as brave as your son, I can only do some carpentry work to fool around..." The young man said modestly: "In the future, when your son becomes a prince and general and returns home, don't forget us Little people!"
Other old men also quickly agreed, and old man Chen suddenly grinned: "Ah Sheng, you are really good at making tables and chairs, and my old lady even praised you... Don't worry, my son is a warrior, and I will never forget you in the future!"
The boy smiled and said nothing more...
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In the evening, Jiang Ming returned to the yard humming a little tune with the dozen or so copper coins he had earned, leaving only a few old men behind with darkened faces...
"Whether the King of Cangshan can succeed depends not only on this moment!"
Under the peach tree, Jiang Ming looked at the boiling teapot in front of him, and said to himself: "Now that the Cangshan Army is fighting smoothly, it is natural to say anything. If the battle is not good, and the imperial army is defeated, the Dayun Mansion may be defeated. But it became chaotic... arresting the strong and expanding the army is indispensable, no matter how hard-hearted, burning cities and robbing refugees is not impossible!"
"If the city gate is closed again, I will have no place to run. After all, I am only a warrior and not a fairy... It seems that it is time to return to Ping'an Town!"
Now almost all the Cangshan Army troops have left, and no one is arresting herb collectors in Pingan Town, and they will not encounter any troubles when they go back.
Ping’an Town is adjacent to Yunmeng Mountain Ze, no matter what happens, just go to the mountain and it’s over. The army will never go to the mountain when they cross the border...
Early the next morning, Jiang Ming packed his bags and prepared to leave Fucheng.
At the gate of the city, Jiang Ming looked at the soldiers guarding the city. One of them, who looked like a general, looked familiar.
"Isn't this Shi Quannian from the Shi family..." Jiang Ming recalled the ruthless member of the Shi family in Qinghe Tower.
Unexpectedly, he has transformed into a general of the Cangshan Army...
"I don't know how long you can be a general!" Jiang Ming smiled in his heart, and after a few simple cross-examinations by the soldiers, he strode out of the city gate.
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Thanks to book friends mc Ender Xiaohei, Hunzi Achuner, don't panic when the book is scarce, you said I was skinny for tipping, the boss is generous, thank you boss! !
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