As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Chapter 168 Fellow villagers meet fellow villagers

  Deep in the ground, among the abandoned palaces, Jiang Ming held the Chili Sword on guard and walked slowly.

  Boom~

  He was walking among the gravel and rubble, and the breeze and noise brought about by his walking directly caused a decayed palace beside him to collapse, splashing thick smoke and dust.

  Looking forward, the entire huge palace ruins are like the scene of the end of the world, decayed and silent, and I don’t know how many years they have been lying there. From its magnificent and huge scale, one can guess the glory of the year.

  Among the ruins, there are also huge islands inserted obliquely into the land. Maybe they were all unworldly lands that never fell...

   At the forefront, a gleam of light pierced into the sky, and the mottled light rain scattered from time to time. I don't know how many years it has been here.

  With no other way to go, Jiang Ming could only walk towards that dim light step by step...

   "I don't know how long no one has been here..."

Jiang Ming thought, the bricks and stones used to build the palaces are all rare spiritual materials, and they will not decay after thousands of years. However, these palaces here are all in dilapidated condition, and a gust of wind may knock down a large area. …

"The holy land of cultivating immortals related to the black stone ruins is only a force of ten thousand years ago, but this palace complex is far more than 10,000 years old. Maybe it was not established by the people who cultivated the holy land of immortals back then, but discovered during the exploration. This secret place of…”

   "For today's era, the Black Stone Ruins are extremely ancient ruins, and for the holy land of cultivating immortals that established the Black Stone Ruins, this place may be an even older ruin..."

  Jiang Ming suddenly thought again, who was the mysterious warrior Da Neng who was sitting cross-legged in the cave before? Could it be just a guard guarding the passage?

   "Then what is he guarding?"

  Jiang Ming shook his head, couldn't figure it out at all, and simply didn't bother to think about it again, so the stories in the pile of papers might be wonderful, but to people who live in the present, they are just stories. If you can't hear them, then don't listen to them.

  He casually walked into a piece of ruins, among which there were faintly visible fragments of metal and objects, but they were all turned into fly ash when he touched them with his hands.

  Even in the world of cultivating immortals, there is nothing eternal. No matter how precious these things were back then, they have long since turned into useless dust...

  Jiang Ming no longer thought about exploring the ruins, his speed increased, and he strode forward.

  Even if there are any secrets here, the holy land of cultivating immortals should have been explored almost ten thousand years ago. Maybe a few years later, some clues can be explored in the black stone ruins.

   In the process of moving forward, Jiang Ming also tried to use a wave of spiritual power. After all, there is no gray fog in this place, so maybe he can use the means of a cultivator.

  But as soon as he exerted his spiritual power, his expression changed.

  嗡~

  Invisible power came from the void, as if it could obliterate everything...Jiang Ming has never felt that familiar and terrifying feeling for many years.

  chichichichi~

A series of bloodstains appeared on Jiang Ming's body surface, some could be seen deep into the bones, some pierced through the heart, even the neck was covered with blood, and his head was almost beheaded...In just a moment, Jiang Ming suffered a terrifying and fatal injury .

  If it were any other cultivator, he might have died here in just this moment...

  In Jiang Ming's mind, the Immortal Source Light was activated in time, quickly repairing his injuries, and he was back to normal in a blink of an eye.

   "This is... the land of forbidden spirits!"

  Jiang Ming's eyes were shocked. This deep underground space has exactly the same rules as the mortal world where Yunmeng Mountain is located, and all means related to spiritual power are forbidden.

   Even the rules here are colder and crueler, and the backlash after touching the rules is even stronger, and it almost makes others' heads fall in an instant.

  Even though Jiang Ming has established a foundation in martial arts, such a physical body is still as fragile as paper in the face of the mysterious and terrifying rules, no different from ordinary people...

  Jiang Ming took a deep breath, stopped using the means of cultivating immortals, and continued to walk deep into the ruins, his mind was full of thoughts and he was greatly touched.

   "This mysterious ruin has existed for more than ten thousand years, I don't know how long it is... Could it be that the mortal world also has an incomparably long secret?"

  He looked at the magnificent ruins, and a thought suddenly came to his mind: "Maybe the rules of heaven and earth in the mortal world are not born naturally, but are man-made just like this place..."

   "Perhaps tens of thousands of years or even longer ago, that mortal world was also a prosperous place for cultivating immortals. Yunmeng Mountain, Jiulong Lake, Leiyin Valley...maybe all buried ancient secrets of inheritance!"

  But Jiang Ming couldn't figure out what kind of shocking means could change the world, change the world, and give birth to such terrifying and cruel rules.

  He subconsciously looked towards the deepest part of the ruins, the shimmering light that pierced the sky...

   "Perhaps, all the secrets can be peeped there..."

  Jiang Ming suppressed all the doubts in his heart, and continued to move towards the twilight.

  咻~

  However, just as Jiang Ming was moving forward at high speed, a piercing sound suddenly came from behind.

  Jiang Ming's eyes were startled, and he looked back quickly.

  I saw a pitch-black sword shadow rushing out of the fog passage, and after spinning a few times in the air, it seemed to have discovered Jiang Ming, and issued a Qingyue sword cry, and rushed towards him like a fierce one.

   "Fuck...what the hell!"

  Jiang Ming's eyelids twitched, and he exerted his martial arts power with all his strength, his blood energy rippling on his body surface, and he ran forward without looking back.

  When they were in the cave, Li Qianya and others would rather give up the blood of the Ten Thousand Years Stone than fight for the black stone sword. Jiang Ming knew how precious this thing was without asking...

  However, he also knows that this thing is probably not something everyone can play with. It's weird and scary. I don't know how long he has been asleep, and he can kill several genius disciples in the Paradise of Paradise as soon as he wakes up.

   "Besides, didn't the master foundation builder come here, how could he let the black sword escape?"

  Jiang Ming was startled, could it be that this black sword is also an old coin, and has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? Even foundation builders can't suppress it?

  With this in mind, Jiang Ming directly used the Duanmai Meridian, which he hadn't used for a long time, and the blood in the tendons exploded, and the speed increased again.

  However, as soon as he exploded with blood, the black sword behind him seemed to be even more excited, bursting out with **** ripples, and the speed increased to the extreme, quickly approaching Jiang Ming.

   "Your uncle... why are you chasing me, I didn't hit you!"

  Jiang Ming turned his head to look, shocked and speechless, he found that the speed with which he exploded with all his strength was not as fast as the black stone sword.

   "It is indeed something that can be placed in front of the body of a martial artist when he is about to die..."

  Jiang Ming secretly thought, but the more this happened, the more he didn't want to mess with this thing, and continued to run with his head buried in his head. The blood in his body was already brewing, and when this ghost thing caught up, he would give it a hard punch.

  However, at the next moment, something happened that made Jiang Ming feel even colder.

  I saw the black sword trembling in the air, as if it had been jolted, and sensed Jiang Ming's anger. At this moment, **** ripples were rippling, and at the same time, a voice came into Jiang Ming's ears:

   "Fellow Daoist, please stay, you and I are not enemies!"

   "I'm damn...is this alive?" Jiang Ming felt chills down his spine, friend?

  Friendly army Nima!

  He turned a deaf ear and continued running.

  咻~

  咻~

  In the dark ruins, one person and one sword flew back and forth, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

   "Fellow Daoist, I am really a good person... Bah, what a sword!"

   "Fellow Daoist, let's find a place to sit down and talk..."

   "Fellow Daoist, I really don't have any malicious intentions, I just sensed a familiar aura on you!"

"Fellow…"

  Jiang Ming's head is full of black lines, and he feels a pain in his head. Is this black sword not talking to anyone for ten thousand years, and he is a little crazy?

   "Familiar breath? Could it be that I inspired the black slate and was sensed by this neuropathy?" Jiang Ming thought, the black sword and the black slate come from the same source, maybe there is really some connection.

  But Jiang Ming didn't know anything about the Black Stone Sword, so it was impossible for him to stop after a few words...

  Boom...

   At this moment, in the distance behind him, another figure suddenly rushed out of the fog passage.

  It was a sturdy young man. After a short observation, he found the blood energy remaining in front of him.

   "In this forbidden place, let me see where you can escape..."

  Lu Qianshang had a sneer on his face, this is his home field, even if the alchemy cultivator came, he would have to drink his hatred here.

  …

   "It seems to be approaching the core..."

  Deep in the ruins, Jiang Ming murmured.

  In front, the ruined palaces have gradually become scarce, replaced by the endless scorched land, as if encountering a shocking fire, with arm-thick cracks all over the place, spreading in all directions like spider veins.

  The farther forward, the denser and thicker the cracks are. From a distance, some even look like a big rift valley, and the front seems to form an abyss...

   And in that abyss, it seems to be the twilight in the front...

   "It looks like some terrifying force descended from the sky... and directly hit the ground, causing such a scene!"

  Jiang Ming was terrified, what kind of terrifying force was that to blast out such a rift.

   At this moment, Jiang Ming also had a palpitation in his heart, and suddenly sensed danger.

  He suddenly turned his head to look, and saw a small black speck jumping and flying among the ruins far away, approaching this place.

  And the black sword has disappeared without a trace, and it is unknown where it is hidden.

   "It doesn't look like a complete neuropathy..." Jiang Ming was speechless.

   "It should be the Foundation Establishment cultivator, catching up..."

   Immediately, Jiang Ming looked at the figure approaching quickly from behind, his eyes moved slightly: "I guess this person is also a warrior, otherwise he would not be able to rush out of that fog passage."

   "However, judging from this speed, it seems that it is not as fast as me casting the Broken Meridian... I guess I am also a martial arts foundation builder?"

  Jiang Ming was not too surprised. Before he practiced Qi and built a foundation, he first attacked the martial arts foundation, so it was extremely difficult.

  However, if after practicing qi and building a foundation, and then go back to improve martial arts cultivation and carry out martial arts foundation building, as long as there are enough resources to invest in, the difficulty of martial arts foundation building will be much smaller.

   "It's just that building the foundation of martial arts in this way requires an astonishing amount of resources. The geniuses of ordinary small sects probably don't have the capital to do it like this... It's indeed a deep cave."

And Jiang Ming has nothing to envy. It is easy to build a foundation first by practicing Qi and then building a foundation in martial arts, but Jiang Ming has not seen in various classic records that this kind of foundation can wash the scriptures and cut marrow. Obviously, Jiang Ming practiced martial arts first. Building a foundation, the benefits obtained are much greater.

   "But you chased here, and you still want to kill me... Isn't it a bit too high?"

  Jiang Ming suddenly smiled.

   What he is afraid of is the immortal cultivator of the foundation-building stage, not a warrior who has built a martial arts foundation... In this forbidden spirit land, the opponent cannot use spiritual power, but he has the indestructible source of light as his hole card, but he has no fear at all.

  Even if he only uses martial arts, at the same level, Jiang Ming thinks he can crush all enemies... More than 200 years of painstaking practice, how can it be spent in vain?

   "If you flee further, if you suddenly escape outside this forbidden area, it will not be so good if you can use your foundation-building cultivation for convenience..."

   "Since this is the case, the only way to solve this trouble is here!"

  With this in mind, Jiang Ming stopped suddenly, stood on the scorched earth, turned around and waited for the enemy to come.

  Hoo~

  In the fissures of the earth, strands of black mist were transpiring, almost invisible to the naked eye. Jiang Ming only noticed the black mist after he stopped.

   "This seems to be the same thing as the black gas in the fog channel..."

  Jiang Ming glanced at the abyss where the shimmering light was. Could it be that the black mist and forbidden spirit land were all caused by the terrifying force that sank this place?

   "Wait until the enemy is resolved, then go exploring!"

  Jiang Ming's thoughts converged, and the figure in front of him also approached quickly, coming down in a moment.

  Boom...

  Exuberant blood filled the air, and two indifferent eyes stared at Jiang Ming as if looking down on ants.

   "I didn't expect that among today's young people, there are still martial arts practitioners..."

Lu Qianshang didn't seem to be in any hurry, and nodded appreciatively: "Boy, what is your cultivation level... but you have cultivated to a martial arts master? Such a martial arts genius is really amazing. It would be a pity to kill him. Hand over everything, I I will save you from dying, and bring you back to the Cangming Cave, where you will flourish from now on!"

  Jiang Ming smiled lightly: "A warrior should go forward bravely, but he should not be arrogant... With my seniority, maybe it is enough to be your grandfather, so don't speak big words, be careful to flash your tongue."

   "Hahaha... that's crazy!" Lu Qianshang laughed loudly: "I, Lu Qianshang, love talents. You and I practice martial arts together. I will give you one last chance... If you don't obey, you will die!"

  However, from the beginning to the end, Lu Qianshang's eyes were indifferent. He obviously didn't pay much attention to Jiang Ming. He just regarded Jiang Ming as an interesting ant.

   "Lu Qianshang?"

  Jiang Ming was slightly taken aback when he heard the name, as some memories seemed to appear in his mind.

  After the battle for the king of medicine, Jiang Ming traveled the mountains and rivers for decades incognito. A generation of old people passed away, and new martial arts legends were born in the rivers and lakes, and martial arts masters became famous all over the world.

  Although Jiang Ming did not participate in all kinds of turmoil, he has also heard the names of some martial arts masters...

   "Lu Qianshang, seems to be a rising master of Yun Kingdom?" Jiang Ming murmured in his heart, and then looked at the person in front of him strangely.

  Really counting, this Lu Qianshang is Jiang Ming's grandson, so he is a bit flattering...

   I didn't expect to meet fellow villagers in this world of cultivating immortals!

   "However, I have killed quite a few fellow villagers, not more than this one!"

  Jiang Ming's eyes were calm, and he said with a half-smile, "Little Lu, when you were in your hometown...have you ever heard of a name?"

  Lu Qianshang's eyes flashed sullenly, and he was about to kill this ignorant kid directly, but when he heard the person in front of him spit out a name that shocked him.

   "No Name!"

  (end of this chapter)