As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

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 mobilized, chasing and killing them... The city was mostly empty, only a few people remained behind.

And around Jiang Ming and Guan Feng, no one came close to them.

Ordinary soldiers only thought that General Dong was a genius who made a breakthrough in front of the battle... But the 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...

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

"Rushing into the enemy line alone, killing ten martial arts masters in a row, breaking through in bloody battles, achieving the position of master, and standing at the top of martial arts... These deeds will surely spread all over the world in a few days and become widely known!"

"Such deeds like myths and legends 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 clay basin beside him in the crenel, which contained hot water, and a jar of old wine was placed in the hot water, which was not yet cold.

He rushed to kill the enemy and broke through the master, but 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 a bowl for Guan Feng, 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 people who have suffered and been displaced, or those who have been fighting for more than ten years and are already exhausted All soldiers need a hero's name to support them... the name of a 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 and said with a light smile, "Without them, this Ningzhou City wouldn't be able to support me..."

As he was 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 gradually aged.

Jiang Ming was in a daze. When he first met Guan Lietou when he was a teenager, he was so angry and unrestrained... The day when he broke into the wooden tiger formation in Liehu Village and went up the mountain with Guan Lietou to hunt tigers seemed to be 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 suspicion, then seemed to think of something, his face gradually showed shock, and he looked at Jiang Ming blankly.

"You..." Guan Feng stood up abruptly.

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

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

Huh~

The strong wind blew up boundless fallen leaves, and Jiang Ming's figure swept in 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..."

Peng Lu looked around and suddenly said in shock: "Where's the master? You just let the headhunter go? Did you 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 picked it up quickly, for fear of being snatched away by someone.

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

Guan Feng stared quietly at the distant mountains and ravines, 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 looming.

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.

"really……"

Hongyun Buxing, where Miss Wang used to live, has changed several places, and now it is 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. The blood of a warrior couldn't escape his sharper perception, and his face was also changed.

Walking in the city, Jiang Ming met this kind of person one after another, and even had a lot of cryptic glances passing 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 major leaders have all stepped into the realm of martial arts masters, and the power of the nameless ones spreads all over Yan and abroad, and penetrates everywhere.

"For decades, although information has been passed on occasionally, the power of the Nameless has never been really used... It's 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, Jiang Ming is too lazy to kill them bit by bit, since the nameless person has flourished, he can use it conveniently.

"And a few months ago, I received a piece of news 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 suddenly said, mentioning Zhang Shan's name, the atmosphere at the wine table suddenly became lively.

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

Several grandmasters fell in the turmoil of Xianyuan back then... Now Dayan's grandmasters are less than the number of hands, 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 can be called a legend. He killed ten martial arts masters all the way, and climbed to the position of grandmaster stepping on numerous corpses.

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, and half dipped in steamed buns... There is a favorite of eating noodles in the skull...

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

"What the hell 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.

What the hell eats noodles in skulls... your whole family eats noodles in skulls!

Suddenly, a table of people mentioned the nameless person, and 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 Little Yan Country... A few days ago, the unknown person was active in Little Yan Country, stirring up the situation!"

"The newly enthroned young emperor of Xiaoyan Kingdom couldn't bear to be disturbed. 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. It recorded every meal the emperor had for a month..."

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

One person asked casually: "What did the nameless man do in Xiaoyan Country 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 enter the world?"

Since the development of the Nameless, the most known thing is that they are absolutely neutral and will not be used by any party. As long as they are willing to spend money, they can sell any information.

If an unknown person 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 and control for decades. 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 become rich, and occasionally some news leaks... Naturally, it is normal of.

"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 power of the former first-class warrior, 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.

Sitting in front of the case, Mrs. Zhou's wife, who was over half a century old, had a slim and plump back, as if she still had 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. With the dancing of the flames, the black shadow also rose up and down, like a demon with teeth and claws.

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

"I don't know why you visited Zhou's house at night, why?" Mrs. Zhou's wife said indifferently.

"I haven't seen you in thirty years. Miss Wang's ability to never forget her photograph has not diminished at all."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"Master Unnamed?"

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

Looking at the wrinkles on Miss Wang's face, Jiang Ming 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 lightly with his fingertips, 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 wondered if this lord had passed away, and his descendants were 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, can you tell me more about it?" Jiang Ming said without hesitation.

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 interesting, and it also involves mysterious places like Jiulong Lake and Leiyin Valley... Jiang Ming doesn't even want to explore.

A single Yunmeng Mountain killed several martial arts masters, and there might be some 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, which actually made him discover some 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. He is so tenacious that even first-rate fighters can't cut his flesh and blood..."

"I don't know why he died..."

Jiang Ming's heart skipped a beat, 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 was nearly seventy years old claimed that...the face of the corpse was very similar to a person he knew when he was young...but no one took this matter to heart."

"Afterwards several martial arts masters came in person to chop up the corpse...a few aristocratic families dismembered it...Wuhen's subordinates stole a few drops of blood and returned..."

As Miss Wang said, she went to the end of the secret room, opened another secret vault, 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's face brightened, 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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