As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills Chapter 106

  Chapter 106 The Immortal Cultivator's Trace

  Outside the city of Ningzhou, the Qingxuan army was defeated, fleeing all over the mountains and plains, and the black tiger army in the city was dispatched in full force, chasing and killing them... The city was mostly empty, only a few people remained behind.

   And around Jiang Ming and Guan Feng, no one approached them even more wisely.

  Ordinary soldiers only thought that General Dong was a genius who made a breakthrough just before the battle... But those martial arts masters could vaguely see the clue. This mysterious master who disguised himself as Dong Jiusheng seemed to come to the rescue in person because of Guan Feng.

   Now this grandmaster is obviously looking for General Guan, who dares to approach without opening his eyes...

  At the corner of the tower, Guan Feng said slowly:

   "Rush into the enemy line alone, kill ten martial arts masters in a row, break through in the **** battle, achieve the position of master, and stand on the top of martial arts... These deeds will surely spread all over the world in a few days and become widely known!"

   "Such mythical and legendary deeds are extremely rare even among the masters. They should be famous through the ages and admired by future generations!"

  He looked at "Dong Jiusheng" in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Actually, I don't care who you are..."

"That's right!"

  Jiang Ming smiled, and then looked at a pottery basin beside him in the crenel, which contained hot water. A can of old wine was placed in the hot water, and it was still not cold.

  He rushed to kill the enemy, broke through the master, in fact, it took less than an incense stick of time to go back and forth...

   "The wine is just right, don't waste it!"

  Jiang Ming poured Guan Feng a bowl, poured another bowl for himself, sat casually on the crenel, raised his hand, and drank it all in one gulp.

  Drinking is still fun in front of old friends...

   "Shu Tan..." Jiang Ming smacked his mouth, let out a long and comfortable breath, and poured another bowl.

  Guan Feng had no choice but to sit on the other side of the crenel, accompanied by this weird-tempered master, drinking bowl after bowl until Wen's can of wine was poured upside down.

  Jiang Ming is still savoring the aftertaste of the old wine...

Guan Feng still did not give up and said: "But the people in the city and the soldiers of the Black Tiger Army should know who is turning the tide... Whether it is the suffering and displaced people, or these exhausted soldiers who have been fighting for more than ten years , all need a hero's name to support... the name of the master should also be remembered!"

   "There are many heroes, the blacksmith who helped make swords in the city, the porter who carried stones, the woman who transported the wounded... and the city guards who suffered countless casualties!"

  Jiang Ming looked at Guan Feng, smiled lightly and said, "Without them, this Ningzhou City would not be able to support me to come to help..."

   While talking, he suddenly saw the fine wrinkles in the corners of Guan Feng's eyes, and the look of vicissitudes in his eyes... It was only then that he realized that the toughest man in Liehu Village had also grown old.

  Jiang Ming is slightly in a trance. When he was a teenager, when he first saw Guan Lietou, he was so angry and unrestrained... It seems that the day when he broke into the wooden tiger formation in Liehu Village and went up the mountain with Guan Lietou to hunt tigers is still near.

  Thirty years have passed in a hurry, and some old friends can no longer be seen...some may also be the last time.

  Jiang Ming shook the wine bowl, drank the last sip of the cold old wine, stood up, looked at Guan Feng, and said with a light smile:

"Anyone can be a hero. Even if a person knows that a blind and frivolous kid doesn't want to stay in the village, he is willing to accommodate him temporarily and teach him everything selflessly, letting him know about this cold and dangerous world. There are still blood flowing..."

  Guan Feng showed doubts on his face, then he seemed to think of something, his face gradually showed shock, and he looked at Jiang Ming blankly.

   "You..." Guan Fengteng stood up.

  Jiang Ming has already jumped onto the wall, his clothes flapping in the wind:

   "Goodbye, Guan Headhunter...I'll go to Zhang Shan!"

  Hoo~

  Boundless fallen leaves were blown by the strong wind, and Jiang Ming's figure was swept by the wind, disappearing into the distant mountains...

  Guan Feng still stood there dumbfounded, until a figure ran up from under the wall and came to his side.

   "General Dong has woken up, nothing happened, but I didn't see who was knocked out..."

  Looking around, Peng Lu suddenly said in shock: "Where is the master? You let the headhunter go? Did you not leave him for a meal?"

  Guan Feng came back to his senses, glanced at him angrily, and pointed to the jug and wine bowl: "These are all used by the master, take them home and offer them."

   "Hey, that's a good relationship!" Peng Lu quickly picked it up, for fear of being snatched away by someone.

   Immediately, he quickly asked: "By the way, what's the name of the master... he must not be an unknown person!"

  Guan Feng looked at the mountains and ravines in the distance, not knowing what he was looking at. After a long time, he slowly uttered two words:

   "Zhang Shan..."

  On the official road, a young figure walked slowly with his luggage on his back.

  Ahead, a city is faintly visible.

  Qinglin Mansion!

   I vaguely remember that in the Qinglin Mansion, there was a stormy night...

  Jiang Ming shook his head and smiled, entered the city, walked aimlessly on the street, and looked up somewhere after a while.

   "Sure enough..."

   Hongyun Buxing, where Miss Wang used to live, has changed several places, and is now a tea shop.

   "However... it seems that it is still the sphere of influence of the unknown!"

  Jiang Ming glanced at the shopkeeper in the shop, he could not escape his sharper perception with the blood of a warrior, and his face was also changed.

  Walking in the city, Jiang Ming met such a person one after another, and even had a lot of cryptic glances, all of which passed over him. He reckoned that his information had already been registered...

   "Decades have passed, and these three people have made the nameless man grow stronger."

  Jiang Ming was also a little surprised. In addition to Miss Wang who was named Wuyan, the other two Wuhen and Wudao were all beggars he took in from the street. He taught them martial arts, gave them resources, and helped Miss Wang run this organization...

  I heard that today's three chiefs have even stepped into the realm of martial arts masters, and the influence of the unknown is all over Yan and abroad, and they are all-pervasive.

   "For decades, although information has been passed on occasionally, the power of the Nameless has never been really used... and it is time to use it."

  Decades have passed, Jiang Ming has not forgotten the past, and there are still a few last names in the small book, which need to be dealt with.

  But since it needs to be dealt with, it must be dealt with thoroughly... those names have too many minions and too deep roots, and Jiang Ming is too lazy to kill them bit by bit.

   "And a few months ago, I received a message that seemed a bit interesting..."

  Jiang Ming walked into a restaurant, ordered a table full of good wine and meat, and ate leisurely by himself.

Drinkers from all walks of life were chatting and laughing in disorder, and the most common thing is the general trend of the world today. The Xiaoyan Kingdom is shrunk to one place, almost existing in name only. Although the Qingxuan Army was hit hard by the Feiyun Army, there are still Liang Family Waiting for the three great master families to sit in town, the outcome is still unknown.

   "However, if that newly promoted Grandmaster Zhang Shan suddenly hits the Qingxuan Army again, no one will be able to withstand it..."

  One person said suddenly, mentioning Zhang Shan's name, the atmosphere at the wine table suddenly became lively.

  There are already countless masters in the world, and every birth of one is an earth-shattering event.

   Several grandmasters fell in the turmoil of Xianyuan back then... Now Dayan has less than two grandmasters, and in addition to the war, a newly promoted grandmaster is enough to affect the general situation of the world.

  In addition, the process of the birth of this grandmaster is legendary, killing ten martial arts masters along the way, stepping on countless bones to ascend to the position of grandmaster, it is simply a fierce reputation and shocked the world.

All of a sudden, countless legends about Zhang Shan spread out... the blood flowed into a river when he was slashed by a burning knife... and he once broke a person in half, half drank blood and ate meat, half dipped in steamed buns... and his favorite Eating noodles in a skull…

   Gradually, this Grandmaster Zhang Shan also got a nickname, Blood Knife Maniac!

   "What the **** is this..." Jiang Ming couldn't help but be full of black lines when he heard these people's familiar stories about the blood knife maniac.

  伱 He eats noodles in a skull... your whole family eats noodles in a skull!

  Suddenly, someone at a table mentioned the nameless person. Jiang Ming just didn't want to hear the story of the blood knife maniac, so he quickly switched channels.

   "I heard that the tentacles of this unknown person have reached the palace of the Little Yan Kingdom... A few days ago, the unknown person was active in the Little Yan Kingdom, stirring up the situation!"

   "The young emperor who was newly enthroned in Xiaoyan Kingdom was overwhelmed by the disturbance. He thought that the ministers were incompetent and couldn't catch these people. He said angrily, 'I don't believe he knows what I'm eating tonight'. Guess what..."

   "Early the next morning, a thick cookbook was sent directly to the Palace of Political Affairs, which recorded every meal of the emperor for a month..."

  Everyone laughed in unison, thinking it was a story told by a storyteller.

  One person asked casually: "What is the nameless person doing in Xiaoyan Kingdom to make the emperor so angry?"

   "I heard that they stole various city defense maps of Xiaoyan Kingdom, and some confidential information..."

  Everyone was surprised: "What? This unknown person is also going to join the general trend of the world?"

  The nameless person has developed so far, and the most known thing is that it is absolutely neutral, and it is not used by any party. As long as it is willing to spend money, it can sell any information.

  If the unknown enters the game, it will be a big deal...

   "That's not the case, maybe it's just buying and selling information, but I heard that the Qingxuan Army seems to have received more help from the unknown in the past two years, but there are also opposition voices within the unknown..."

  The man shook his head and said no more.

  In the corner, Jiang Ming's eyes moved: "It seems that there has been no control for decades, and there are many people with different ideas in this organization..."

He is not surprised, after all, it is just an organization started by a group of mortals, there is no such thing as the legendary soul lamp to control loyalty, everyone wants to separate when they get rich, and occasionally some news leaks... Naturally, it is normal .

   "You can do whatever you want, just don't affect my action..."

  Jiang Ming muttered, wiped his mouth and dropped the money to leave.

  Qinglin Mansion, Zhou Family.

  The former first-class warrior power, the original Patriarch was killed by the enemy in a storm, gradually declined...

  However, the wife of the Patriarch of the Zhou family broke through to a first-class situation under adversity, and led the Zhou family to prosper again, even better than before, and became the leading family in Qinglin Mansion.

  Late at night.

  In the inner courtyard of the Zhou Mansion, in a secret room underground in a secluded attic.

   Mrs. Zhou, who is over half a century old, is sitting in front of the case, with a slim and plump back, as if she still has the demeanor of her youth.

  At this time, she was looking at the papers by the candlelight, and burned them every time she read them.

  Suddenly, Mrs. Zhou raised her head suddenly, and saw a black shadow reflected by the lights behind her on the front wall. As the flame danced, the black shadow also rose and fluctuated, like an evil ghost with teeth and claws.

  Her body tensed up, but then relaxed, because she knew that the person who could touch her behind silently had far surpassed her in strength and could not resist at all.

   "I don't know why you visited the Zhou family at night, why?" Mrs. Zhou said indifferently.

   "I haven't seen you in 30 years, but Miss Wang's photographic memory has not diminished at all."

  A slightly hoarse voice sounded.

   "Master Anonymous?"

  The woman turned around in shock, and looked at the figure in front of her in amazement. The face was the same as that of thirty years ago.

  Jiang Ming looked at the wrinkles on Miss Wang's face and felt the power of time. Even if Miss Wang became a martial arts master, she couldn't resist completely.

  Although Miss Wang is the face after disguise, Jiang Ming can also sense the slightly decaying blood in her body...

  He flicked his fingertips lightly, and the blood flowed out, leaving a few familiar handwriting on the ground.

  Miss Wang stared at the handwriting that she hadn't seen for decades, completely dispelled her doubts, and directly bowed and saluted excitedly.

"grown ups!"

  For decades, although Miss Wang kept sending various messages to this lord, she received very little response, and as for her real body, she never saw her again.

  Sometimes, she even doubts whether this lord has passed away, and his descendants are passing on the information...

  But seeing her today, all doubts were dispelled. Even though she is already a martial arts master, this lord is still unfathomable.

   "The mysterious corpse of Jingguo, tell me more about it?" Jiang Ming said directly without being long-winded.

In the past few decades, Miss Wang has also passed on a lot of strange news to him, such as rumors of immortals, real dragons in the mountains, etc., but most of them are not very reliable, and there is no follow-up news. Jiang Ming is comfortable on the road. I don't bother to take care of travel.

  A small part is a bit interesting, and it also involves mysterious places like Jiulong Lake and Leiyin Valley...Jiang Ming doesn't even want to explore.

  One Yunmeng Mountain has killed several martial arts masters, and there may be any danger in those other places...

   It wasn't until this year that Jiang Ming collected almost all the bills that he really cared about the information, but it really made him discover a piece of reliable news.

Miss Wang nodded and said: "A few months ago, on the mountain behind a village in Jingguo, someone found a corpse that had just died. Its skin was torn apart, as if it had been cut open by thousands of knives...but its flesh was tough. To the extreme, even first-class fighters can't cut his flesh and blood..."

   "I don't know why he died..."

  Jiang Ming's heart moved, thinking of the ancient cultivator who exploded and died on Yunmeng Mountain.

  He said in a deep voice, "Is there any other news?"

  "A villager who is nearly seventy years old claims...the face of the corpse is very similar to a person he knew when he was young...but no one takes this matter to heart."

   "Afterwards a few martial arts masters came in person, and then they chopped up the corpse... Several aristocratic families dismembered it... Wuhen's subordinates stole a few drops of blood back..."

   Miss Wang said, went to the end of the secret room, opened another secret storehouse, took out a porcelain bottle from it, and handed it to Jiang Ming.

  Jiang Ming nodded, put it away, did not look at it immediately, but continued: "There is one more thing I need you to do!"

  Miss Wang was overjoyed, the lord finally dispatched a mission.

  Jiang Ming said slowly: "One of the controlling forces behind the Qingxuan Army, the Liang family..."

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