The sun is scorching.
A young man rode a donkey and wandered slowly along the official road.
"A hundred years have passed by so quickly... the Fire Cloud Grass has finally appeared again!"
In recent years, Jiang Ming has been getting information about Yunmeng Mountain through unknown people's intelligence channels.
However, he bought information with money as a Jianghu man, and never used his nameless identity again.
Even Miss Wang, the first generation leader of the Nameless Ones, has probably passed away. The people and events of the past should be buried in the dust, and there is no need to appear anymore...
"I'm afraid all the old friends from back then have disappeared into thin air..." Jiang Ming murmured to himself.
A sigh passed by in a flash, and Jiang Ming's expression returned to calm. Time is the greatest existence, enough to kill everything. Now he can't even remember the faces of those people...
After the Yunmeng Mountain incident was over, it was time for him to leave.
In the past few decades, the growth of his cultivation has almost stagnated, and he is completely stuck at the fifth level of Qi training. However, the supporting spells in the Five Yuan Jue are all practiced to perfection.
"Especially the Misty Rain Technique and Fire Control Technique. Even those outside immortal cultivators cannot be more skilled than me..."
He lived in seclusion in the mountains and planted a lot of medicinal herbs. He used the misty rain technique to evolve spiritual energy rain to water it every day. Although the spiritual energy was thin, for these mortal grass, it was like rain from heaven. Their growth was extremely gratifying, and he cultivated incredible Here comes an old medicine with great power...
The reason for focusing on practicing fire control is because Jiang Ming discovered that proficiency in fire control is also very helpful in casting fireballs, making the fireballs more condensed and more powerful...
Over time, these two spells have become extremely proficient.
"If he were a true immortal cultivator, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so focused on such low-level spells..." Jiang Ming smiled. If there were high-level spells, of course he would also want to practice them.
But he doesn’t have anything like that…
Then Jiang Ming looked at the city in front of him, which already belonged to the Yun Kingdom: "Now that the King of Medicine is approaching, you might encounter immortal cultivators in this Yun Kingdom... It's better to put on a few more Forbidden Spirit Seals to be safer. "
As he said that, he quietly used the "Seal" seal, and gave himself a few more blows to completely seal the aura of his Dantian. According to what Dr. Sun said, even a cultivator who was a level higher than him could use any detection techniques. Even the secret technique cannot detect his aura.
What's more, in this world, there is probably no immortal cultivator who dares to cast spells randomly...
"However, it's always good to be on the safe side!" Jiang Ming said to himself, and worriedly applied a few more seals until he looked inside and saw his Dantian, which looked like it had been covered with a bunch of dog-skin plasters. Only when you are satisfied can you stop.
Over the years, I have become more and more proficient in sealing, but it is a pity that I still haven't mastered the next five seals. Maybe I can take a step further in the world of immortality.
However, although there was not much progress, Jiang Ming also gained a deeper understanding of the Forbidden Spirit Seal.
"I always feel that we have something in common with this world, which is to cut off the forbidden spiritual energy... Perhaps it was through this world that Dr. Sun understood the forbidden spirit seal..."
"I don't know if he has survived until now!"
Jiang Ming sighed, and the donkey continued to move forward slowly. He took a rest at a tea stall and listened to the nonsense of some people in the world. ….
Such as which new martial arts master was born, which sect was destroyed again...
As for the likes of Wu Ming and Zhang Shan, they have disappeared for decades... No one has mentioned them and they have been thrown into the pile of old papers.
"Boss, bring me a bowl of wine!" A pretty girl sat down with a sword and shouted excitedly.
Beside him, an old man with half-white hair frowned, but he didn't dare to really stop him, so he could only sigh helplessly.
Jiang Ming glanced at the girl and continued to drink.
The way the blood energy circulates in that young man's body actually made Jiang Ming feel a little familiar... But he didn't intend to explore anything. There were too many people practicing this method.
After a while, Jiang Ming set off on his donkey.
The girl is still behind
He looked at it with gusto and said, "Uncle Tong, there are also people riding donkeys to travel around the rivers and lakes. It's really interesting..."
…
Ping'an County.
Jiang Ming walked in with his donkey, and he could vaguely see the layout of that year, but there were more new lofts and houses, and the size of the county had also expanded a lot.
But Jiang Ming didn’t know anyone in the city...
To this day, Jiang Ming does not feel too sad. He is like an outsider, watching all this calmly.
"Boss, a bowl of tongue-tied food!" Suddenly, a rough roar came from a street stall.
Jiang Ming turned around and saw that at a simple street wine stall at the back of the alley, there were several poor men such as old farmers and herb collectors in shabby clothes sitting, enjoying a small bowl of wine. liquor.
Beside the stall, a young man with nimble hands and feet was quickly serving wine to the customers, then serving it with hot smoked tofu, topped with fresh chili peppers, and from time to time he would happily talk to the drinkers.
Jiang Ming looked at the beaming young man and felt a little confused for a moment, as if he had seen the high-spirited Ah Fei again.
The scene of the boy happily fishing in the river with a rotten fishing net on his head, pointing at the bald donkey and cursing angrily, seems to still be vivid in his mind...
The familiar aroma of wine filled the air, finally stirring up those thoughts deep in his memory. Jiang Ming slowed down and approached the wine stall.
"Boss, a bowl of runny tongue and a plate of smoked tofu!"
Jiang Ming tied the donkey to a tree, sat on the stall, and shouted with great skill.
"Okay!" The young stall owner responded loudly. After a moment, he brought the wine and food to him. When he saw Jiang Ming, he was stunned and then said curiously:
"My guest, you look a bit unfamiliar, how come you are so familiar with our food and wine? I almost thought you were a regular customer..."
Jiang Ming smiled: "I've heard that the running tongue here is a good drink. I just came to try it today. It's really good!"
"Hehe, this is an ancestral wine recipe. Legend has it that all the masters drank it..." The young man immediately praised himself loudly, causing the surrounding drinkers to burst into laughter.
Jiang Ming glanced at the wine bowl and smiled intentionally or unintentionally: "I heard that in those days, a bowl of wine could make a person's whole body feel hot. Your bowl is a bit too small."
As soon as these words came out, the young stall owner didn't say anything, but the drinkers around him couldn't help but said: "Young man, you are from out of town, you don't know the market here..."
"Everything is extremely expensive under the emperor's feet. When I was a child, I thought how much a penny could buy. Now, hehehehe..."...
An old man with white hair shook his head and sighed.
"Yes, our Ping An County is getting better and better, but our life is getting worse and worse!" An honest-looking herb collector also sighed heavily.
"You don't know that Ah Xing's ancestor also opened a restaurant in the county. I heard it was very prosperous back then. Alas, it's a pity that Mr. Captured took his fancy..."
"As a poor family, don't think about getting rich..."
The young stall owner named Ah Xing also looked a little lonely, but he quickly recovered and continued to take care of the wine stall with a smile.
The drinkers also tacitly changed the topic and discussed the fire cloud grass that had recently appeared in Yunmeng Mountain.
"This month, there are three of them..."
"Tsk, tsk, if you find one, secretly take it away and sell it to other places, maybe you can really make a fortune..."
The eyes of several herb collectors flashed, and they were obviously thinking about it.
Jiang Ming drank the wine silently, threw down a few coins, and walked away with his donkey.
In the following days, he bought a small dilapidated courtyard and lived in Ping'an County in a low-key manner. He practiced meditation every day. When he had free time, he would go to Ah Xing's wine stall to drink some wine. The two of them gradually became familiar with each other. stand up.
In Yunmeng Mountain, more and more people are discovering Fire Cloud Grass, and Ping'an County is gradually becoming more lively, with many strangers appearing, all of them full of energy...
On this day, Jiang Ming was drinking at the wine stall again, slowly
You were eating smoked tofu leisurely when a surprised voice suddenly sounded next to you.
"The boy riding a donkey?"
Jiang Ming turned around and raised his eyebrows. It was the pretty girl he met at the Guandao tea stall that day. The old man followed behind her, staring at Jiang Ming warily.
"Why are you here too?" The girl sat down opposite Jiang Ming in a familiar manner and said with a smile, "Maybe you are also here to see the King of Medicine."
The old man behind the girl quickly stopped the girl from continuing.
But the girl said nonchalantly: "What's the secret of this news? Everyone will know it in a few days. It will be so mysterious that no one will argue with us..."
The old man's head was covered with black lines.
Jiang Ming smiled and said calmly: "Who doesn't want to try their luck? Maybe I hide in the ravine and Medicine King jumps into my arms."
The girl's eyes lit up: "Hey, I'm a fellow-minded person, I think so too..."
"Let me meet you, my name is Fang Zishuang, and this is Tong Bo!" The girl introduced herself enthusiastically.
"Your surname is Fang?" Jiang Ming raised his head when he heard this and stared at the girl for a moment... She did look a bit like her.
He thought of his old friend who was trapped in Wuhou Mansion and gave up on his ideals... Counting the time, even if he is a martial arts master, he is almost at the end of his life.
However, Wuhou Mansion was in Dayun City back then, and the two people he met on the road came from the south, from the direction of Jiangnan Mansion...
"It seems that after several decades, the once famous Wuhou Fang Lie has not been living a smooth life!"
Jiang Ming chuckled in his heart, but he had no interest in knowing about these court disputes.
He clasped his fists and said seriously: "I am called the Fifth Sword King!"
"Pfft~"
Fang Zishuang couldn't help but laugh when she saw his serious look: "You're so young, what kind of nicknames are you picking up... I advise you not to try your luck. When the time comes, you can grab the medicine king, but it's very dangerous. Even the master may bleed. He’s dead.”….
Jiang Ming smiled and said nothing.
Uncle Tong couldn't help but shook his head secretly. Where did this stupid Qing come from? He was just another cannon fodder...
"By the way, the wine here is pretty good!" Fang Zishuang introduced her like a familiar person: "It took me a long time to find it... I heard my grandpa Zeng said that when he was here, he would often come here to drink this wine. It's a first-class wine that goes off your tongue!"
When Ah Xing brought the wine, Fang Zishuang couldn't wait to take a sip. She had played in the military camp since she was a child and had drank a lot of strong drinks. She was also looking forward to the tongue-twisting thing that Grandpa Zeng missed.
However, after taking a sip, Fang Zishuang's expression suddenly froze, and she frowned slightly: "This, this wine..."
"What's wrong? Not bad!" Ah Xing said loudly in the distance, his face full of pride.
"Gudong~"
Fang Zishuang swallowed it hard and quickly shouted: "It's really good!"
But she couldn't drink the rest of the wine no matter what... She was born in the house of Marquis Wu, and she drank all the best wines. She had never drank such bad wine.
When Ah Xing wasn't paying attention, Jiang Ming quietly poured every drop of the wine in her bowl into his own empty bowl, and took a sip with a smile:
"The best wine is not about the taste, but about the story... Your grandpa must have had wonderful stories when he was here..."
Fang Zishuang's face was confused, is that so?
…
A few more months passed, and the Fire Cloud Grass appeared more and more frequently.
The old people in the county finally remembered the legends they had heard in their memories of Mohu.
There is a Medicine King in the mountains!
The city is gradually becoming restless. Some herb collectors are anxious and feel that a disaster is coming, so they sneak away quietly in advance. Others want to take this opportunity to have a chance to become famous...
"It's time to head into the mountains!"
Jiang Ming drank the last sip of wine, looked around and said goodbye to Ah Xing who was quickly clearing away the bowls:
"I see that your wine stall only has two kinds of wine...I won't pay for today's wine, but I'll give you some wine recipes!"
He took out a few folded pages from his arms, put them under the wine bowl, stood up and left.
Back then, Lao Jiangtou finally passed on all the wine-making techniques to Ah Fei, and Jiang Ming also learned a skill by the way...
"Hey, don't be so polite... If you don't have money, just bring it next time!" Ah Xing shouted quickly, but when he stood up, he could no longer find the figure of Wang Wu.
He walked to the table, saw the pieces of paper, and opened them curiously.
"This is……"
His expression suddenly froze: "I seem to have heard my father mention these kinds of wine, and he sighs every time he mentions them... Because my grandfather died unexpectedly back then, and they have long been lost..."
"Who is this person?" Ah Xing looked up blankly and looked at the crowded streets...
…
Yunmeng Mountain.
Jiang Ming walked slowly in the mountains and forests, feeling the familiar atmosphere of the mountains and forests, and feeling more relaxed than ever before.
It starts from Yunmeng Mountain and ends at Yunmeng Mountain.
"It's really interesting..."
It had just rained at this time, and there were a lot of mushrooms growing in the forest... Jiang Ming was also very playful. He picked a bunch of messy mushrooms in the forest, pocketed them in his clothes, and trotted all the way to the place in his memory. Run to that cave. ….
"It didn't collapse..."
Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows and got in.
There were actually a few broken earthen jars and some plant ashes among them. Apparently, this place is still the foothold of some people who want to visit the mountain.
Jiang Ming found the water source with ease, received a full jar of water, and began to cook mushroom soup in the cave that he had not drunk for decades.
"It's really nostalgic..." Jiang Ming let out a sigh of relief.
It's a pity that with the strong blood energy, there are no villains in front of me anymore, but that meaning is missing...
…
Another ten days later.
"The King of Medicine appears again?"
"Just ten miles to the south, many warriors have already rushed there. I'm afraid it won't be able to escape this time."
In the mountain forest, several warriors gathered together, their faces full of excitement.
After a while, they all left together, flying towards the south.
On the treetops dozens of meters high, Jiang Ming stood quietly and shook his head helplessly.
As early as a few days ago, the Medicine King had appeared, but it was so slippery and the forest was so vast that even the master had difficulty catching it. Often, by the time the Medicine King appeared, the Medicine King would have already disappeared.
Jiang Ming also traveled to several places. He didn't even see the King of Medicine, but he did meet many warriors from various places.
Not seeing Medicine King, Jiang Ming didn't bother to conflict with them, so he gave up and ran away...
"However, as the number of warriors increases, the area where the Medicine King moves is gradually becoming narrower. I am afraid it will be difficult to escape this time..."
Jiang Ming fell from the treetops and rushed towards the south of the mountain forest like an ordinary warrior.
"I haven't seen it for decades. I wonder if anyone still remembers this unknown martial arts myth..."
"There are also immortal cultivators from Fire Lotus Valley who seem to have appeared..."
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