MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 95 The way of the master
Chapter 95 The way of the master
In the early morning, the sky was not yet bright, and under the dark blue sky, there was mist everywhere, filled with the chill of autumn.
In the clear fog, a big man with an ordinary face wrapped his body in clothes, walked from the end of the street, and got into a street stall covered with tarpaulins.
At one end of the stall, there was a big pot. The thick white soup in the pot was bubbling, with a layer of fat floating on it. The fresh fragrance wafted into the nose, making people swallow.
"A big bowl of mutton soup, two taels of meat, three pancakes... more spicy peppers!"
The big man rubbed his hands, sat casually in front of a low table, and shouted impatiently.
"Okay, do you want blood..."
The stall, which is over half a century old, is thin and thin, but its movements are very nimble. It pinches mutton, chopped green onion, and coriander, puts them in the bottom of the bowl, scoops out two pieces of mutton oil and chili peppers, and throws in a few sheep after seeing the big man nodding. The blood was poured over a bowl full of mutton soup with a large spoon and brought up.
"You are really an expert, just in time for the first pot of soup..." The stall owner brought freshly baked hot cakes and smiled enthusiastically.
"Drink soup at Maoshi, drink water at Chenshi...I understand!"
The big man grinned, and without using a spoon, he lay down on the side of the bowl and took a big mouthful of soup, then broke a few pieces of hot cakes and threw them into the soup. After the soup was absorbed enough, he put it into his mouth with chopsticks. It tasted spicy and mellow. Filling between the lips and teeth, I just feel that the whole body has been soaked in the thick soup...
"The mutton soup in Los Angeles is really good... Compared with the light mushroom soup, it has a different flavor!"
The big man is naturally Jiang Ming's disguise. It has been half a month since the robbery of the Wang family. Jiang Ming took Miss Wang all the way to the north, and finally settled in the northernmost city under the jurisdiction of Dayun Mansion.
In the past few days, Miss Wang has silently written the Wang family's master-level martial arts method for him. Jiang Ming tries to practice it every day to test whether it is correct or not.
He is not afraid of what kind of tricks this Miss Wang will play, even if it is a magic formula that can practice deadly people, it is nothing to him...
"There is nothing wrong with the formula, it is time to leave!"
Jiang Ming doesn't have the kindness to send the Buddha to the west. It's the utmost benevolence to get people here.
He drank the entire bowl of mutton soup in one gulp, asked the stall owner for a free refill of a bowl of white soup, drank the bottom of the bowl upside down, and took a few copper coins before wandering away satisfied.
The sky gradually brightened, the clear fog dissipated, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased. Jiang Ming wandered into an alley and into a small yard with only two dilapidated houses.
In the courtyard, a woman in coarse clothes, with a sallow complexion and disheveled hair, looked like an ordinary woman, clumsily chopping firewood and lighting a fire.
Jiang Ming smiled, this Miss Wang can put down her figure and pretend to be a poor woman. When he practices martial arts every day, she practices various life skills of ordinary people in this courtyard...
Jiang Ming was neither mother-in-law nor mother-in-law, and said directly: "There is nothing wrong with the formula, and I will leave tomorrow... What kind of life you can live depends on your own destiny."
Miss Wang froze, then nodded slightly, and continued to practice chopping firewood.
Jiang Ming doesn't care, you are for survival, and I am for the exercises, everyone is not a white lotus, so don't play around, there is true love in the world...
He strode back to the house and sorted out the things written by Miss Wang.
In the thick stack of books, not only the formulas are recorded, but also the prescriptions, martial arts and other things, and even the information about the terrain, mountains and rivers of Dayun Mansion, gold and iron ore deposits, and rare medicinal herbs. As well as some historical materials about Dayun Mansion, they can all be regarded as the foundation of a family of first-class warriors.
"This Miss Wang has a good heart, relying on these things, maybe she can really make a comeback..."
The world is chaotic, and it is difficult for women to survive, but sometimes a woman's double identity can also exert great energy.
If the person sitting in the room at this time is a top-notch warrior who is obsessed with worldly power, he might also be played by Miss Wang...
"It's a pity, I only want to seek immortality, and I have nothing else to do." Jiang Ming shook his head.
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At night, the weather is gloomy and the clouds are getting heavier. It seems that heavy rain is coming.
Jiang Ming was bored, sitting in front of the case and continued to study the Wang family's master-level formula, Sihedian.
"According to the description in the Four Compendiums, the so-called Martial Dao Master is to go a step further on the basis of first-class warriors tempering the bone marrow with the blood energy, so that the blood energy resonates with the physical body, and reaches the state of blood energy thundering and muscles and bones shaking together!"
"Only in this way can the blood energy be condensed and transformed, like an arm command, and the blood energy can be released three feet like a sword, cutting gold and cracking stones, and invincible!"
This four-in-one code uses a fierce and domineering internal breathing method, which combines the four external combat skills of knife, gun, boxing, and sword. The flesh and blood make them resonate and unify, and step into the realm of masters.
"It's just that I didn't expect that the end of this martial arts method turned out to be a master..." Jiang Ming turned to the last few pages and looked at the description of the martial arts realm, feeling a little helpless.
According to the above records, the master has the law, but the master has no way... It means that the martial arts master can still practice according to the methods of the predecessors, but the master does not have the method of cultivation, and it is all up to the individual to comprehend.
Because the master is not a kind of cultivation, but a state, no matter how vigorous the blood is, if the artistic conception of martial arts cannot make further progress, then it will never be able to break through to the state of the master.
The so-called masters are those who founded sects and established sects, who created the law and preached the truth. No one can open the way for them, they can only go by themselves.
Every master has his own breakthrough path. Some people travel around the world and compete with warriors all over the world to make a breakthrough;
"No wonder there are so few grandmasters in the world, and there are very few grandmaster families with a long history..."
"It's still far away, let's break through to the master level first." Jiang Ming shook his head.
The sound of the wind outside the window gradually became louder, and there were bursts of whistling sounds, and a dazzling electric light suddenly pierced the sky...
Boom~
Thunder exploded, and a heavy rain was imminent.
Tuk Tuk Tuk~
Suddenly there was a hasty knock on the door outside the house, Jiang Ming frowned, pressed the book down to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, got up and opened the door.
Miss Wang's hair was wet, her cheeks were washed clean and fair, she was only wrapped in a layer of single clothes and stood at the door, when the cold wind blew, Jiang Ming's eyes shone white...
"The tiles of the house, the house fell..." Miss Wang's voice was as thin as a mosquito.
Jiang Ming didn't wait for her to finish, he dragged her into the room, and closed the door with a bang...
Boom...
Accompanied by a burst of thunder, heavy rain poured down.
Storm and rain fell from the sky, crazily impacting the earth, and the land that had been dry for a long time ushered in a long-lost moisture. Some wilted weeds grew in the shallow ditch in the yard, which was gradually filled by the rain and became muddy...
(end of this chapter)
