MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 78 three years

  Chapter 78 Three Years

  The mountain is as quiet as ancient times, and the daily life is like a young year...

  Without wars and disputes, Jiang Ming practiced martial arts and collected medicines, bloodletting and refining medicines according to the plan every day. Although it was a bit boring, he lived a fulfilling and comfortable life.

Now is the time when all kinds of colorful mushrooms grow, and Jiang Ming starts showing off the mushroom soup every day again. Now he can almost tell whether each kind of mushroom is poisonous, and pick them out, and throw away the non-toxic ones. The poisonous ones are kept for cooking.

  His current taste is getting more and more tricky, and the ones that are not poisonous are not fresh enough, and they don’t taste interesting at all!

  The martial arts training and beast control plan are also progressing steadily, and everything is going according to plan...

   "Now, all we have to do is wait for the movement of Yunmeng Shanze."

  Jiang Ming believes that in this Yunmeng Mountain Ze, besides the medicine king whom he saw once in more than a hundred years, there must be secrets that are not known to the public, and even this secret may be related to the medicine king, and the value is even higher...

  Otherwise, the grand family of masters, the Liang family, would not have expended effort to cultivate the Shi family in Dayun Mansion to explore the secrets of Yunmeng Mountain.

   It's just that the Liang family probably didn't expect that the dog they spent money and energy to cultivate would have their necks choked halfway, and even the treasure they found would be picked peaches...

   "The Shi family was destroyed, and the Liang family chased and killed the murderer like a dog jumping over the wall. Although they raised a dog, they have never seen such a dedicated owner to avenge the dog..."

   "It can only be because of those yellow crystals, which means that it must be very important to them, but unfortunately I haven't researched it so far..."

  In the tavern, Jiang Ming had disheveled hair and tattered clothes like a beggar. He seemed to be alone while drinking and meditating.

At this time, it has been more than two months since he went up the mountain, and the progress of his martial arts practice is faster than he expected. This morning, he practiced the cowhide and tiger bone formula to the highest level, completely completed the tempering of the tendons, and stepped into the second-rate level. territory.

  Being very quiet and thinking about moving, Jiang Ming planned to go down the mountain to rest for a few days, buy some medicinal materials that are not available in the mountain, and listen to news and gossip from ten miles and eight villages...

In the tavern, Jiang Ming also heard that in the past few months, the Liang family has sent wave after wave of people to Dayun Mansion to investigate the destruction of the Shi family. , were all questioned by the Liang family.

"If I can find the place where the Shi family found the yellow crystal, maybe I can discover its secret..." Jiang Ming whispered in his heart, this beast army must expand as soon as possible, what is needed to explore the mountains is not individual strength, but a huge number …

  Three days later, Jiang Ming carried the medicine basket on his back, carrying large and small bags of medicinal materials and rice noodles, and went into the mountain again.

  Jiang Ming is not afraid of being conspicuous at all. He has shown his interest in studying the mechanism of medicinal herbs in front of outsiders in the first few months since he traveled through time.

Now that a few years have passed, Jiang Ming's medical skills are improving day by day by virtue of his understanding of medicinal herbs. Not to mention comparable to Dr. Sun, he is well-known in Ping'an Town, and his habit of studying medicinal herbs is not special. walk alone...

   "I just don't know when the Liang family will enter the mountain..." Jiang Ming was a little curious. The Liang family had sent people to Dayun Mansion for a long time, but it seemed that they were only looking for the murderer, and did not wantonly explore Yunmeng Mountain.

   "Is it the same as the appearance of the medicine king... What is the timing?"

  Jiang Ming's eyes are calm, no matter what the timing is, he can afford to wait, can anyone wait more than him...

  “Time is long and there are many things to do, why rush for a while!”

  Jiang Ming was thinking about the next thing, bloodletting every morning, and then delving into the Liuyun Jue he snatched from the Old Snake Gang, in preparation for being promoted to a first-class warrior.

  The first-class martial arts of the Shi family are not bad, but when the first-class fighters make a move, they will inevitably expose the characteristics of the method. The goal of the Shi family is too big, and Jiang Ming does not want to turn himself into a light bulb...

   "The annotations made by Shi Jintai can be used as a reference... As for the formula, save it and give it to someone someday." Jiang Ming thought for a while, then suddenly smiled, and it depends on which good man will be destined for this formula in the future.

   rustle...

  Suddenly, the light rain started to fall, and the mountains and forests were covered with fog, and the road ahead was almost invisible. Jiang Ming put on a bamboo hat, held the rice noodles tightly in his arms, trotted forward, and rushed into the misty rain...

  …

  There is no time in the mountains, and the cold is gone...

  In the blink of an eye, three years passed by in a hurry.

  In the spring of the eleventh year of Yuanshou, one of the civil and military marquises of Yan State, Wuhou Zhou Pingshi returned from wandering for several years.

  Hearing that the remnants of the Cangshan Army were still guarding the Beining Mansion, Marquis Wu scolded the ministers for their incompetence in the court hall, took the Tiger Talisman from the aging emperor, and led the Northern Expedition.

  In just three months, Marquis Wu's army smashed Beining Mansion and killed more than 100,000 enemies. Only King Yu Cangshan led a small number of troops to escape from the city without a trace.

  Marquis Wu was furious, and ordered the massacre of the city for three days, and robbed the treasures and women in the city. Blood flowed like rivers in a short time, and not a single person in the city survived...

  The whole country was startled, some rough warriors praised the unparalleled power of Marquis Wu, and some literati scolded Zhou Pingshi for being cruel and shameless, taking pleasure in slaughtering the people...

   But no matter what, the name of Marquis Wu is so powerful that it even has the miraculous effect of making children stop crying, and he is in the limelight in the whole Yan country for a while.

  After this battle, countless forces that were ready to move after the Cangshan Army's chaos suddenly turned off, and the entire Yan Kingdom unexpectedly presented a peaceful and peaceful state, returning to its former prosperity...

  …

  In the depths of Yunmeng Mountain.

  In a wooden house, a small low stove was burning hotly, and the tea on the stove started to bubble after boiling for a while.

A fluffy little white paw stretched out quickly, lifted the teapot carefully, poured a large bowl full of strong tea, and carried it out of the house. The chubby body could barely see the soles of the feet, like a ball of white glutinous rice wriggling on the ground …

Passing by under the eaves, a fat tiger who was dozing on its stomach raised its eyes slightly when it heard the movement, and caught a glimpse of such a funny scene in front of it. shake…

   "咕咕~"

  The white glutinous rice ball made an angry sound, and glared at the fat tiger with ruby ​​eyes, and the latter froze in place immediately, covering its head with its two fat front paws, lying on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

   Nuomi Tuan snorted contentedly, turned his head and continued to move out with tea...

  哗啦啦~

  The mountain stream is rushing, fast and violent.

  A figure was standing in the shoal by the river, practicing a set of boxing techniques. The river flowed past his feet, splashing fine waves...

  His boxing is continuous and light, with a smooth beauty of flowing clouds and flowing water, like light clouds in a clear sky, and his whole person has a dusty temperament.

   "The meaning of flowing clouds is ever-changing, gathering and dispersing like a heart..."

   Then, the boxing was suddenly violent, and there was a sound of piercing through the air like ten thousand horses were dumbfounded, like when a torrential rain poured down, the rumbling sound crushed the lead cloud, giving people an irresistible crushing force...

   Cough cough...It's all my fault, do you admit your mistake now...Let's not talk about it, it's all in the wine, there will be another chapter later...Please ask for a monthly ticket, please recommend a ticket~~~

  (end of this chapter)