As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

The golden rice swayed in the wind like a golden wave.

Old Millet was squatting by the field, staring blankly at the golden rice waves. After hearing the sound, he slowly raised his head and looked at the figure ahead:

"Jiang, brother Jiang... are you back?"

Looking at the distraught Lao Guzi, Jiang Ming had already guessed 70% to 80% in his heart. He sighed and didn't say much. He sat side by side with Lao Guzi on the field ridge, took out two wine gourds, and handed one to Lao Guzi.

The two drank until the sunset, and Lao Guzi also talked about what happened during this period of time, which was similar to Jiang Ming's guess.

Before the great chaos, many land farming spirit farmers fled in bundles, and Lao Guzi also wanted to leave and escape to the mortal city, but his son was unwilling to leave and wanted to take this opportunity to give it a go. The final result... was The dead body died tragically, and Lao Guzi bought the yard for his son, leaving Lao Guzi alone to guard the vacant house.

"He said that there may be such an opportunity in this life, if you miss it... maybe you will never be able to stand on a higher ground..."

"Blame me too, I'm also moved..." Lao Guzi drank tears and coughed and said, "Brother Jiang, do you think you blame me for killing him? If I drag him out of this place like you , wouldn’t these things happen?”

Jiang Ming shook his head, and said slowly: "That's the way of cultivating immortals, seeking opportunities in danger, if he doesn't fight this one, maybe he will regret it for the rest of his life... He must have expected the current result, so what It will be your responsibility..."

Although Jiang Minggou came down the mountain and didn't participate in this turmoil...but he never despised these people who wanted to take chances between life and death. If he didn't have the method of longevity, he might be the same as these people.

This is the road to cultivating immortals. How many people can die on this road...

...

At night, Jiang Ming returned to his courtyard.

Everything is as before, the formation is intact, no one has entered, and the elixir in the corner is thriving and growing gratifyingly.

"It seems that the war has not spread to this place. Even if you don't go down the mountain, there is no danger in staying at home..."

Jiang Ming said to himself, but he also knew that this time it was just luck. He flew all the way back, and he saw with his own eyes that many caves were destroyed, and they have not been repaired so far...

next morning.

Jiang Ming got up early, with his upper body bare, and was practicing the incomplete breathing method in the courtyard when there was a knock on the door.

tuk tuk ~

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows and stepped forward to open the door.

"Huh? Fellow Daoist He..." Jiang Ming looked at the person in front of him with some surprise.

Outside the courtyard, it was He Xiaowan, the female cultivator of advanced Misty Rain who had just joined Lingzhi Church before the chaos in Xiaoqianshan.

But now, the clothes He Xiaowan is wearing are no longer the logo of Lingzhi Church, but a long sword tattooed on the cuff.

That's the logo of the law enforcement team!

The clothes of the law enforcement team are already convenient for fighting, but coupled with He Xiaowan's tall figure and temperament, it highlights a heroic demeanor.

"He Xiaowan, who suddenly appeared in Xiaoqian Mountain before the chaos... The origin is also mysterious, Hall Master Huang seems to know about it but avoids talking about it... And after the chaos, he became a member of the law enforcement team..."

Several thoughts flashed through Jiang Ming's mind, and he suddenly felt that the Xiaoqianshan Rebellion this time might not be as simple as it appeared on the surface.

However, there was no clue on his face, and he bowed his hands respectfully and said:

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist He, you have been promoted to the law enforcement team!"

He Xiaowan smiled freely, looked at Jiang Ming's figure unabashedly, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Jiang Daoyou to do alchemy, but also research on body training. I'm afraid this body is not weak... don't invite me in Sit down?"

"There is no hope for Qi training. If you want to live a few more years, you must take good care of your body..." Jiang Ming didn't panic, he explained casually, and welcomed He Xiaowan into the hospital with a smile.

"Tsk tsk, the life of an alchemist is still comfortable..." He Xiaowan looked at the elixir planted in Jiang Mingyuan, as well as the relaxed and casual living arrangements such as bamboo chairs and tea tables, and she was also admiring, showing envy.

Jiang Ming put on a piece of clothing casually, and said with a faint smile: "Your Daoist He's current status, these are not just coming when you are called..."

"Haha, I can't help myself!"

He Xiaowan shook her head and smiled, and then she got down to business: "From now on, I will be in charge of daily patrols of this small green peak. No matter what you need to solve, you can contact me through the messenger talisman. If any strangers appear here, You can also contact us in time…”

As she said that, He Xiaowan handed over a jade seal, which contained her aura imprint, which can be used to let the messenger talisman find her.

"Oh? Xiaoqianshan is so strict now?" Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows. The law enforcement team didn't care so much before.

"It's just a suggestion, and it's also for the safety of many casual cultivators. If Fellow Daoist Jiang finds it troublesome, you don't need to worry about it..."

He Xiaowan explained with a smile, and then just chatted a few words, and then took her leave and left.

"It seems that the high-level officials of Xiaoqianshan were on alert for this chaos..." Jiang Ming closed the door, but shook his head. As long as the nature of the scattered cultivator gathering place in Xiaoqianshan remains unchanged, the problem cannot be completely resolved after all.

And if many rules are forcibly made, I am afraid that more than half of the casual cultivators here will leave...

"No matter how much you ask, if something happens again, just run away..." Jiang Ming muttered in his heart.

That night, Yuqiong Tower.

"Very good, the casualties of our Lingzhi Church are the smallest among all the halls. It seems that everyone has won the true biography of Lingzhi Church..." Huang Chu, the head of Lingzhi Hall, was full of beauty, and raised his glass to congratulate.

"It seems that there are still a few people missing!" Jiang Ming glanced at him and whispered to Duan Ping beside him.

Duan Ping smiled calmly: "Everyone says to lie flat, but when the opportunity comes, not many people can really hold back..."

Zhong Gui's big head also approached from the other side, lowering his voice and saying:

"Is there any insider information about this incident? Our Xiaoqian Mountain's ancestor Jiedan was seriously injured. Is it true or not?"

Jiang Ming also looked at Duan Ping. This was also a question he was curious about. A seriously injured ancestor of Xiaoqianshan and the ancestor of Li Jianzong could kill two ancestors of the same rank and escape seriously?

One must know that the two patriarchs of Fire Lotus Valley and Qingyin Pavilion took a long time to attack Xiaoqian Mountain, how could they be tricked so easily?

Duan Ping chuckled, and said: "If it was before the chaos, I wouldn't say these things...but now it's not a secret, our Xiaoqianshan is a gathering place for casual cultivators, but our ancestors of Xiaoqianshan... ...not casual cultivators!"

"Huh? What?" At the wine table, several people were taken aback because they had never heard of this kind of news.

A few people including Huang Chu and Feng He had calm eyes, obviously knowing the news long ago.

Duan Ping didn't give a shit, and said directly: "The ancestor on the main peak, his real identity is one of the six blessed lands of Yu Kingdom, a guest elder of the Yunxi Sect... Xiaoqianshan has been passed down for so many years and can stand still, you guys Do you really think that a casual cultivator can hold it down?"

"As long as the Yunxi Sect does not fall, there will be no real chaos in Xiaoqianshan."

"Yunxi Sect?"

Hearing this, everyone gasped in unison.

Although Lihuoyu is only a small area of ​​Yuguo, few people have never heard of the three great caves and six blessed places in Yuguo's world of cultivating immortals.

Just pick one out, and it will be a terrifying giant who can level the entire Lihuo domain of cultivating immortals...

No one expected that standing behind this little thousand mountain was the Yunxi Sect, a powerhouse of immortal cultivation from Yu Kingdom.

While Jiang Ming was shocked, he suddenly remembered that the sect that Wuhen joined back then was the Yunxi Sect... I don't know how it is doing now.

"Decades have passed, maybe the foundation has been established..." Jiang Ming muttered to himself, Wuhen's talent is much stronger than that of his boss.

"That is to say, the Yunxi Sect came to take action in this turmoil?" At the wine table, Zhong Gui came back to his senses and asked quickly.

Duan Ping smiled and said: "Yes, and it's not..."

"Speak well!" Feng He slapped him on the back of the head.

Duan Ping suddenly became more honest, and said: "Actually, the Yunxi Sect has sent people to Lihuoyu long ago. After the Black Stone Ruins was opened last time, there have been movements in the three great caves and six blessed places..."

"It is true that our ancestor Xiaoqianshan was injured, but I heard that he got the elixir bestowed by the sect to recover from the injury, and Lijianzong also cooperated with the ancestor Xiaoqianshan to get close to Yunxizong's thigh. After this round, Huoliangu and Qingyin Pavilion have been severely pitted..."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, they didn't expect that the truth of the Xiaoqianshan Rebellion would involve such deep waters that even a power of Yunxi Sect's level would take action.

"As the next opening of the Black Stone Ruins is getting closer, the Yunxi Sect took advantage of this turmoil and stationed many disciples in Lihuo Region..." Feng He said suddenly, chewing on the stewed beef.

"It looks like it will be very lively!" Zhong Gui didn't understand what he meant, so he could only talk nonsense to avoid the silence.

Jiang Ming's heart skipped a beat, thinking of fellow Daoist He Xiaowan who joined the law enforcement team...

"Could it be from Yunxi Sect?"

He Xiaowan's age may seem young, but she is already at the late stage of Qi training, and she has easily mastered the advanced mist and rain technique. This is not the result of casual cultivation...

"It seems that I will be more low-key in the future!"

"When the ruins are opened next time, I'm afraid it will not only be lively, but another wave of chaos..."

Jiang Ming secretly thought, and immediately made a toast to Feng He, knowing that he said this to remind everyone present not to offend people who shouldn't be offended... But if there are a few people who can understand, then Feng He can't be bothered.

...

"A storm, some people are happy and some are sad..."

In Yuangufang City, Jiang Ming continued to resume his daily life, setting up a stall to sell his panacea.

However, there are some familiar faces from the past, friends who sipped tea and talked nonsense with each other while setting up a stall, but many of them have never been seen again...

It is said that in this chaos, thousands of monks were killed or injured, and the battle between just a few alchemy monks had a huge impact, and several spiritual peaks were directly smashed and turned into powder.

Many innocent casual cultivators just died in their sleep, or were killed by casual cultivators who took advantage of the fire...

"Weakness is the original sin!"

Jiang Ming sold out today's shares, bid farewell to several new-faced fellow Taoists, and left on a flying sword.

"Go to the black market again, and you should be able to see some good things!"

Jiang Ming found a place where no one was around, changed his breath and appearance, and stepped into the black market.

After the chaos, those people will naturally have to sell the things they grabbed. Although it has been about a year since the turmoil, this time is nothing to the cultivators. It's busy...