MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 7 Funeral for Allies

  Chapter 7 Bury Allies

  Time passed, and the disappearance of a few herb pickers was like a small stone falling into a lake, causing some waves, but it quickly calmed down, and no one mentioned it...

  In the mountains and forests, it was as quiet as ever.

  咻~

  The sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and a sharp arrow shot out, hitting a big tree with precision.

   "It's not difficult!"

  A dozen feet away, Jiang Ming was holding a hunting bow with calm eyes.

  Since we discussed the matter of learning martial arts with old Zhou Tou that day, the other party has not kept any secrets. When drinking together, he often teaches him some basic preparations that need to be done before formally learning martial arts.

  Learning martial arts is not a game, if the basics are not good enough, it is possible to become disabled.

   First of all, physical fitness. Jiang Ming's physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, so naturally there is no problem.

  In addition to this, the more important thing is the internal breathing method.

  If the method of external training is an arrow that explodes strength, the breathing method of internal training is a bow to control power. If the breathing method is not practiced correctly, not only will it be difficult to advance on the road of martial arts, but it will also easily hurt the body.

  If you want to learn internal breathing method, you must first control your own breathing method.

  Archery is a skill that requires extremely high breathing control.

  In order to practice controlling his own breathing, Jiang Ming bought a hunting bow for 30 copper coins, and has been practicing archery in the mountains for the past few days, and he entered the country quite quickly.

   Now within ten feet, he can already accurately shoot a tree as thick as a person. There is still a big gap between those experienced hunters, but it is far beyond ordinary people.

   "Maybe it's because I live forever. When practicing archery, I don't have the sense of impatience. With a calm mind, I make rapid progress..."

  Jiang Ming guessed in his mind.

  The method of internal training is indeed closely related to the state of mind. Martial arts training is a hard work. The more eager you are for success, the easier it is to fail...

  As evening approached, Jiang Ming shook his sore shoulders, picked up his hunting bow and returned to the cave where he lived.

  In the cave, more than half of the medicinal materials have been lost, and he transported almost all of them down the mountain in batches. In addition to selling some of them himself, he also secretly shared some with Lao Zhou.

   After all, if you want to learn martial arts from the old Zhou Tou, you must give him some benefits...

  The next morning, there were overcast clouds and light rain.

  Jiang Ming finished practicing boxing as usual, and set up a small stove at the entrance of the cave. The clay pot was steaming on the fire, and the tea soup inside was bubbling.

  He sat casually on the ground, poured himself a bowl of coarse tea, and sipped slowly while eating dry biscuits...

  Life is long, but also know how to enjoy life.

  Cuckoo~

  A plump gray rabbit jumped out of nowhere and circled Jiang Ming back and forth.

   "Master Hui, have you found the medicinal material again?" Jiang Ming showed joy, and asked quickly, "Which one is it?"

  The gray rabbit hurried into the cave, pulled out a piece of yellow rhizome the size of a thumbnail from a pile of different medicinal materials, and lifted it back to Jiang Ming with its two front paws.

   "Really? Take me there!" Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, and he stood up abruptly.

  In order to train Mr. Hui to find medicine, Jiang Ming did not hesitate to spend hundreds of copper coins, and bought a little bit of all kinds of precious medicinal materials.

   This yellow rhizome belongs to a top-notch medicinal material. If you can find it, you will definitely make a fortune.

   Soon, one person and one rabbit set off, heading deep into the forest.

   Half an hour later, in a dense forest that never sees sunlight.

  Jiang Ming held a golden rhizome that looked like a combination of worms and ginseng, with a look of joy on his face.

   "Golden worm ginseng, one plant can be sold for five hundred copper coins!"

   Moreover, as long as one plant of this golden insect ginseng is found, there must be more nearby...

   "Master Hui is arrogant, I will eat every bite in the future, and you will never be hungry!"

   "Cuckoo ~"

   Master Hui hopped up to ask for credit, and then a reckless man sprinted and plunged deeper into the dense forest.

   "Hey, wait a minute..."

  Before Jiang Ming finished speaking, a roar suddenly came from the dense forest.

   "Roar~"

   Immediately there was a thumping sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping!

   "Fuck!"

  When Jiang Ming arrived at the scene of the crime, he saw only a bobcat with mottled hair, biting Master Hui's neck...

  Jiang Ming rushed up immediately with a hatchet in hand, and stabbed the murderer of Lord Hui to death a few times, but unfortunately he only saved half of Lord Hui's body.

   "Master Hui, I'm so impulsive..." Jiang Ming sighed, and dug a grave to bury him.

  Jiang Ming was prepared for the sacrifice of Master Hui, after all, the mountains and forests are unpredictable...but he didn't expect this day to come so soon.

   "Master Hui, without you, I don't want to collect herbs anymore." Jiang Ming sighed, and decided to go home for a few days on vacation as a memorial service.

  Of course, there is another reason. Jiang Ming has to re-purchase the medicinal materials for refining the beast red liquid. After enjoying the feeling of getting something for nothing, he can't go back...

  Ping'an Town is the same as before. The few herb pickers who disappeared seem to be irrelevant, and even the topic in the tavern has stopped mentioning them.

  However, Jiang Ming found that there always seemed to be some vague eyes in the town, sweeping over him.

  In the tavern, Jiang Ming and Lao Zhou got together at the same table. This time, they ordered the more expensive Lao Shenjiu, and the appetizers were different.

  As the amount of money in his pocket increased day by day, Jiang Ming's living standard improved a lot, and even the equipment such as the hatchet, medicine and sickle that went into the mountain was replaced.

   "A Ming, do you still remember that Lu Laosan?" Lao Zhou asked with squinted eyes while chewing peanuts.

  Jiang Ming calmly said: "What? Is he dead?"

  Old Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and looked up at Jiang Ming, as if he knew this young man collecting herbs for the first time.

  He gave a wry smile, shook his head and said, "He's not dead, but his tongue was pulled out, and all his money was thrown away. Now he's going crazy every day..."

   "During this period, you have sold a lot of medicines, and many people have noticed it!" Lao Zhou ordered a few dishes on the table, and said meaningfully.

  Jiang Ming smiled and didn't take it seriously: "It didn't sell much, those people wouldn't break the rules just for this little money."

  Old Zhou frowned slightly: "Of course the old scar and those officials don't care about it, but there are still a lot of idlers in the town..."

"Master Zhou!" Jiang Ming swallowed the wine in the bowl, and said with a long breath: "There is not only one way to live, I have my own way, just wait for me to save enough money, I will find you to learn martial arts .”

  Old Zhou was stunned, then sighed, and didn't say anything more, just treat this boy as young and frivolous, and maybe suffer a little bit more to get rid of the edges and corners.

  Jiang Ming is also not multilingual, it is useless to argue about these, only the final result is convincing.

  Drinking in the morning, shopping in the afternoon, buying some tea and rice noodles, Jiang Ming sauntered home, such a life full of human fireworks, but it was peaceful and interesting.

   "Huh? In such a hurry?" Jiang Ming suddenly slowed down.

   This is a narrow dirt road in the field, usually there are almost no people, but today there are two idle young people blocking the front.

  He turned his head to look, and behind him were a few boys in ragged clothes, with evasive eyes, but approached step by step.

   "Ah Ming, I heard that you are lucky these few days!"

  The leader in front was a young man with dark skin and thick limbs, dangling a hatchet in his hand, and walked slowly in front of Jiang Ming.

   "Brothers are a little tight these days, I'm here to borrow some money from you..."

   Ask for a recommendation ticket! ! !

  (end of this chapter)