As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

"The level of He Xiaowan's spiritual energy fluctuations... At least it is the cultivation base of the late stage of Qi training!"

With a smile on Jiang Ming's face, he clinked glasses with this heroic new female cultivator, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart.

Tangtang is a master of Qi training in the late stage, no matter which hall he goes to, he can earn a living. If he hadn't lived a life without worries like him, he would never have come to this hopeless Lingzhi Hall.

Therefore, He Xiaowan's appearance here definitely has her own purpose...

However, Jiang Ming didn't panic too much. This place of scattered cultivators is already mixed with good and bad people. Just say that everyone in Lingzhi Church is picked out at random, and I'm afraid there will be all kinds of black history that can't be told to others. Now there is no one more. What kind of……

"No matter what your reason is, as long as you don't get it on me!"

Jiang Ming said silently in his heart, making up his mind to keep a distance from this He Xiaowan.

"Eh? This stewed demon beef is not bad, new chef?" Feng He suddenly said with his eyes brightened.

Xiaoer who was waiting at the door brightened his eyes, and quickly responded with a smile: "The new little cook knows two special dishes. If Mr. Feng likes it, I will ask him to prepare it and send it directly to your cave..."

Feng He chuckled and didn't say anything more.

Jiang Ming moved his eyes slightly, glanced at the pot of beef, and suddenly remembered that when he was chatting with his neighbor Xu Ren who was a cook, he once said what dishes everyone in Lingzhitang often ate in Yuqiong Tower, and accidentally mentioned Feng He Ai ordered stewed demon beef.

As for Xu Ren, as early as a few years ago, he worked hard to get into Yuqiong Building as a handyman, and finally became a chef.

"It seems that someone put a lot of effort into today's meal..."

Thinking of that enthusiastic neighbor, Jiang Ming's expression was calm, and he didn't feel any dislike for him to get such small information from here.

In the huge world of cultivating immortals, countless cultivators are vying to escape, and it is his ability that the other party can think of such a way to exploit...

However, Jiang Ming was still a little disappointed, realizing that the deceased would never see each other again. Even if there were some similarities, they were two completely different people...

Satisfied with wine and food, each left.

"Brother Jiang, please stay!"

A crisp voice sounded behind him.

Jiang Ming turned his head to look, only to see that He Xiaowan had already followed, and said with a smile: "Senior brother Jiang and I are going along the way, why don't we go together?"

Jiang Ming smiled and said, "That's naturally good."

After that, he kept silent and continued to walk forward.

The so-called talk is bound to be lost, who knows if this guy is really on the way or false on the way, Jiang Ming is too lazy to delve into it, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with her...

He Xiaowan, however, seemed to be acquainted, and asked casually: "I heard that Senior Brother Jiang is the only alchemist in our Lingzhi Hall? I don't know what kind of pills Senior Brother Jiang is good at refining, maybe I will come to buy some later..."

"Huiqi Pill and Jinxue Pill are all low-level pills, they are nothing..."

"That's very powerful, please take care of Brother Jiang in the future...By the way, does anyone in Lingzhi Church have mastered the Dacheng-level Misty Rain Technique?"

"There is only Hall Master Huang..."

Jiang Ming responded casually, and He Xiaowan asked a lot of questions, but none of them were secret information, so Jiang Ming answered casually.

A while later, Jiang Mingcai separated from her at a fork in the road and headed back to Xiaoqing Peak.

"Under the super sense, it seems that I can't perceive any malice..."

Jiang Ming pondered in his heart. The other party looked like a newcomer, looking like he wanted to know more about Lingzhitang and Xiaoqianshan. If it wasn't for the hidden late-stage Qi training, Jiang Ming would really believe it...

"Just like the investors in his previous life undercover our company, recording information everywhere..."

Jiang Ming wanted to complain a little, but his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that there are some external forces that have taken a fancy to Xiaoqianshan?

Now is it sending someone to infiltrate in advance? Will there be similar people in other halls?

In this cruel world of cultivating immortals, if there is a real force that wants to reach out to Xiaoqian Mountain, the method may not be too civilized...

"It seems that we need to be more careful in the future..." Jiang Ming thought, if there is really a big mess, then he can only run away.

It's just that Jiang Ming really didn't want to leave this Xiaoqianshan if he hadn't had to.

After these years of understanding, Xiaoqian Mountain is already one of the most low-key and safe places among all the places where casual cultivators gather. The deterrent power of alchemy cultivators can still deter countless people.

Jiang Ming's cultivation progress is so slow here, if he leaves this place, his cultivation might be completely stagnant...

"However, the current me can be regarded as somewhat self-preserving. As long as the chaos does not affect the entire Xiaoqian Mountain, there should be no major problems."

Thinking in his heart, Jiang Ming had already returned to his cave.

Now his cave has expanded four to five times in area, expanding areas such as training grounds and alchemy rooms, and the guarding spirit array has also been upgraded to an intermediate-level spirit array, covering an area of ​​more than an acre, which can block the late-stage Qi training. All attacks.

In addition, the spirit-gathering array has also been remodeled. Now the concentration of spiritual energy in the courtyard is more than three times that of the original one. It can be called an intermediate cave, and Feng He's treatment in the later stage of Qi training is no more than that.

And this is all because Jiang Ming's status as an alchemist may not be a big deal in the Pill Fire Hall, but it is also considered the only one in the Lingzhi Hall. Sell ​​some pills to the brothers in the cousin...

"This is the benefit of technical talents!"

Jiang Ming smiled, the people from Danhuotang also came to invite him, but he refused, just kidding... I am a sweet potato here, but when I go to your place, I am just a brick-and-mortar alchemist, exhausted What are the live pictures?

"It's better to make alchemy by yourself, so it's more comfortable..."

Jiang Ming pushed open the courtyard door, walked into the courtyard, and a scent of medicine immediately filled the air...

In a corner of the yard, a small piece of elixir was planted impressively, and the growth was extremely gratifying.

At the beginning, the aura in the cave was thin, and Jiang Ming was reluctant to plant elixir to share his aura, and it would not grow up if he planted it... Now that the aura is rich, and he has mastered the misty rain technique, planting some elixir can not only reduce the cost of his alchemy , and sometimes sell some spirit stones.

Wow~

With a wave of Jiang Ming's hand, a misty rain covered the elixir field, and sprinkled fine spiritual rain.

"At the beginning, I saw Hall Master Huang cast the Misty Rain Technique once. Although the momentum was much bigger than mine, the subtlety of the spell seemed to be far inferior to mine, and he was a master of the Misty Rain Technique..."

Jiang Ming looked at the fine spiritual rain, and realized that his Misty Rain Technique had probably reached the rumored perfection.

But this is not because of his outstanding talent, but because he has been practicing the Misty Rain Technique for almost a hundred years, practicing day and night, even a dog may be able to complete it...

"Except for me, I'm afraid no one can practice such a small spell like this!"

The lifespan of an ordinary immortal cultivator is only long, who wants to practice this kind of thing to perfection...

The benefits of the Consummation-level Misty Rain Technique are also obvious. Jiang Ming's own elixir, cultivated with the Consummation-level Misty Rain Technique every day, grows faster than the elixir planted in the aura-rich medicine garden on Lingzhi Peak. , the efficacy of the medicine is also much stronger, and the survival rate is also much higher...

"If we get some hard-to-cultivate rare elixir seeds in the future and plant some high-quality elixir, it may be a way to make a fortune!"

After all, planting spiritual rice is a laborious job with low cost performance, and some expensive elixir can make a lot of profit. This misty rain technique can at least be used in the foundation building period, which is enough for him to slowly plan a way to make money...

"Planting elixir, refining elixir... one of the four arts of cultivating immortals, finally on the right track, and I have a foothold in this world of cultivating immortals!"

"Huh? Weeds?"

After the spiritual energy in the cave was strong, the weeds were also nourished by the spiritual energy, and became much more tenacious, and they would grow out every few days.

Jiang Ming patted the spirit animal bag on his waist with ease, and a white dumpling jumped to the ground.

This spirit beast bag was originally used by cultivators to cultivate monsters, but the magic medicine that produces spiritual wisdom seems to be some kind of monster. It can be stored in the spirit beast bag, but there is less danger of being discovered by others.

"Go pull out the weeds, and reward a golden thread ginseng after pulling out all the weeds..." Jiang Ming waved his hand.

Chirp~

Bai Tuanzi raised his head, looking at Jiang Ming longingly with his lively facial features.

"Eat first and then pull out? That's what you said last time...the grass grows taller than you in the end!"

Jiang Ming said in a bad mood, but seeing the pitiful expression on the little guy's face, his heart softened a bit.

"Forget it, trust you again..."

Before Jiang Ming finished speaking, a white light flashed by, and a small golden ginseng in the elixir field had been pulled up by the root and stuffed into its mouth, chewing with its mouth full...

"It's been more than ten years, and I haven't discovered the use of farts, but you have been scrambling for so many elixir!"

Jiang Ming's head was full of black lines, and he finally understood why this thing was regarded as a pest. If he really let it eat with his belly open, the ancestor of Jiedan might not be able to stand it...

Bai Tuanzi's belly was round after eating, and he began to pull weeds slowly. Jiang Ming also started to go to the training ground and continued to practice Wu Yuan Jue.

After fifteen years of practice, his cultivation has finally reached the peak of the seventh level of Qi training, and he is only a step away from the eighth level of Qi training.

"Breakthrough is just a few days away..."

Jiang Ming estimated in his heart that the seventh level of Qi training has been cultivated for nearly 20 years. According to past experience, the eighth and ninth levels of Qi training will only last longer, but now his cave mansion is much richer, maybe it can be shortened , after the elimination of the two phases, it is estimated to be about the same as the seventh level of Qi training...

"That is to say, it will take about forty years to cultivate to the great perfection of Qi training... In the future, we need to pay attention to the foundation-building exercises!"

From Qi training to foundation building, it is not possible to rely on the accumulation of spiritual energy to break through naturally, there must be a corresponding foundation building method...

...

Three days later, Xiao Qingfeng.

Inside the cave, on the training ground.

boom……

The spiritual energy in the courtyard suddenly became disordered and gathered towards one place.

The center where the aura gathers is impressively where Jiang Ming sits cross-legged. His aura fluctuates for a while, and finally rises sharply, finally stepping into the eighth level of Qi training.

"Finally broke through, try my strongest attack again..."

Shh~

He pointed like a sword, and slashed out a three-foot-long crimson sword light, with strands of golden lines lingering in it, containing an extremely sharp aura.

Chi~

The sword light was as fast as lightning, and it slashed out... There was an ear-piercing sound, and a small black round shield in front of it was immediately cut with a sword mark about an inch deep.

"Hiss~ It is indeed the strongest attack technique!"

Jiang Ming felt the sharp pain of tearing his dantian, but he didn't care. Instead, his eyes lit up. The Xuanshui Shield back then claimed to be able to prevent all attacks below the foundation, but now he couldn't cut it completely. Broken, but finally able to leave some traces.

This shows that his attack has reached the peak of the Qi training period...

"Skills are more important than too many. I have been specialized in this technique for fifteen years. If you count by the proficiency of spells, it should be at the advanced level..."

"If my cultivation reaches the Great Perfection of Qi Training, and then raise the proficiency of this technique to Perfection, I don't know if I can break through the defense of the Foundation Establishment Stage!"

Jiang Ming's eyes flickered, but he didn't really want to use this thing to fight against the Foundation Establishment Daxiu, and he wouldn't stand up and let him fight...

"No matter what, ordinary qi training and loose cultivation should no longer be my opponent..."

This Golden Fire Sword Finger is not only extremely powerful, it is almost instantaneous when used, and the attack range is 30 meters. If ordinary Qi training casual practitioners do not prepare in advance, they will not be able to block this blow at all.

Jiang Ming heaved a sigh of relief. With his current strength, he finally didn't have to be as careful as when he first came.

After living in Xiaoqian Mountain for twenty years, Jiang Ming has almost figured out who he can't mess with and which places he can't go to. He just needs to pay a little attention...

"Some coveted things in the black market can also be purchased with a little courage!"

He has been to the black market a few times in these years, but they are all selling some extra energy recovery pills, at most buying some worthless miscellaneous books to increase his knowledge... He has never bought anything that is too eye-catching. Now that his strength has grown, it is also You can be a little bolder.

Another reason is that He Xiaowan's sudden appearance made Jiang Ming feel an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, and wanted to prepare some things for himself to save his life.

Of course, it can't be too high-profile...

"Let's keep the little shrimp at the fifth level of Qi training!"

Jiang Ming cast the Forbidden Spirit Seal, and his aura dropped instantly...

...

A few days later, Lao Guzi came to visit.

"Brother Jiang... this is a spirit stone!"

Lao Guzi's face was extremely pale, and he handed over a pile of broken spirit stones.

"Injured?" Jiang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing the ups and downs of Lao Guzi's breath.

"I went to hunt a demon wolf outside the mountain, and then, ahem... just sold some spirit stones..."

Old Guzi coughed twice, smiled wryly and said, "I'm not willing to eat a bite of meat...Look, there are still a few more spirit stones, can you give me another rain."

Jiang Ming looked at the broken spirit stones in his hands, and there were indeed too many, barely enough to rain again.

"A demon wolf is worth a lot, right?" Jiang Ming asked suddenly, weighing the Lingshi.

"Do you want to buy a bottle of Golden Blood Pill to heal your injuries?"

Lao Guzi shook his head quickly: "I don't buy it, I don't buy it... I have to save up to buy a magic weapon for my son."

Jiang Ming smiled, as expected... He knew that Lao Guzi would not buy it, so asking this question was just to confirm his guess.

Jiang Ming originally wanted to persuade Lao Guzi to leave a way out for himself, but he swallowed the words. He learned one thing from Feng He, that is, don't interfere with other people's choices.

There are some truths that he understands, and Lao Guzi understands better than him...

Ling paddy field.

The golden Lingdao swayed with the wind, and Lao Guzi's complexion seemed to have returned to rosy.

He gently pushed aside the rice, as gently as if he was taking care of a child, then pulled out a weed in the field, and said with a smile: "I can't let these things absorb all the spiritual rain you gave..."

Jiang Ming finished raining as usual, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the spiritual field next to Lao Guzi. The rice had been ripe for a long time, but it had not been harvested yet.

"Where's old Li?"

Old Litou is also an old spirit farmer in Xiaoqingfeng. He has planted the land all his life, hoping to save some spirit stones for his retirement.

"Dead... A few days ago, I had a conflict with someone in Fangshi, and I was burned to the ground with a fireball technique at night!" Lao Guzi sighed: "The law enforcement team took a cursory look and left... Ling Zhitang I haven't had time to recover the Lingtian yet."

Jiang Ming was stunned, and the uneasiness in his heart became more intense. The one who could do this quietly was at least the fifth or sixth level of Qi training.

However, if these veterans who have lived in Xiaoqian Mountain for a long time do not have enough interests, they will rarely kill them because of trivial matters, let alone just an old farmer with no money...

This method is too much like an outsider.

He suddenly woke up. When he went to the market to sell the elixir these days, he saw more strange immortal cultivators in the middle and late stages of Qi training than usual...

"It seems that there is a disturbance that I don't know about in Xiaoqianshan..."