As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

On the scorched black earth, a shadowy middle-aged man erupted with light all over his body, and the power of a complete foundation swept all directions. At this moment, everyone was looking at him and became the only focus here.

However, everyone looked at him with strange and sympathetic eyes.

On the face of the gloomy middle-aged man, there was also an aggrieved and frantic look that was uglier than eating dead flies, and he roared in the direction of the ruins like crazy: "Yan Chixia, come back to me..."

chi chi~

The terrifying spirit-forbidden rules came almost at the same moment when his spiritual power erupted.

When the invisible blade descended, terrifying wounds appeared on the shadowy middle-aged man in an instant, filled with a destructive aura, raging in his physical body.

"Pfft..." The middle-aged man was bleeding, his breath was weak, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. Even if he was beaten to death, he would admit it. What's the matter with such a death method?

He is a dignified and perfect monk who has established a foundation, but he is going to be cheated to death by a little guy in the Qi training period?

The promised fight to the death, coward who rides a horse...

"Ah..." He roared desperately, his hatred soaring to the sky, but nothing could be changed.

Boom...

The next moment, his dantian was directly pierced by invisible rules, his whole body was torn apart, and he fell directly to the ground, completely lifeless.

A head was dead and could not rest in peace, rolling on the ground to the distance...

"Brother!"

The remaining two people in Cangming Dongtian both cried out in grief with red eyes, it was difficult to accept this result.

They are all well-known geniuses in the outside world, and there are existences who may aspire to the Golden Core Realm in the future, but they died here like this... Even the culprit escaped. When did Cangming Dongtian suffer such a big grievance?

"Puff, ha...cough cough...I didn't laugh..." Xuanxing Dongtian's disciples tried their best to hold back, their shoulders were trembling, and finally they couldn't hold it anymore, and finally burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, in terms of stupidity, it's still up to you... so brave, I admire, admire!"

"Dare to cast spells in this forbidden place, tsk tsk... What a hero..."

"These two Taoist friends of the Cangming Cave, why don't you show it and let me see the peerless demeanor of you two?"

The other disciples of Xiuxian Paradise did not dare to ridicule so presumptuously, but they also blushed from holding back, looking like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and they were extremely painful.

They glanced in the direction of the underground ruins. The speed at which that figure erupted was unmatched even by Foundation Establishment monks. It had already turned into a small black spot, and it was impossible to catch up...

"This Fellow Daoist Yan is really a wonderful person!"

A genius from the Yunxi Sect said quietly, and the others nodded in sympathy.

Who could have imagined that the reckless man who took the initiative to attack and risked his life would slip away so simply without looking back...

Everyone watched a good show...but only Cangming Dongtian was injured in the end!

"I heard that in the cave where we came from, the final winner was also Cangming Dongtian, but Yan Chixia messed things up..."

"Hey, sad, lamentable... Hehehe..."

"Enough!" A man in Cangming Dongtian shouted with a ferocious expression, "I, Cangming Dongtian, have written down this grudge... Yan Chixia, he won't live for a few days, and even if he flees to the ends of the earth, he won't be able to escape The pursuit of the Cangming cave!"

"I, Cangming Dongtian, have also written down the affection you enjoyed watching the theater today... Farewell!"

The eyes of the two were gloomy like water, they turned and left, and flew towards the way they came. Although they could no longer catch up with Yan Chixia, what happened here needed to be reported to the Zongmen as soon as possible.

The others didn't care. Everyone saw that these two people were just trying to get back some face after losing face...

The leader of Xuanxingdongtian stared at the direction in which the two left, with flickering eyes, led a few disciples from the same sect to a remote place, and said in a low voice: "You guys leave here and report back to the sect about Yan Chixia. The news, and let out the wind, I Xuanxing Dongtian recruits the world's talents, such as Yan Chixia, a talent like Yan Chixia, should not bury the world, let alone be bullied by murderers..."

The eyes of the others are bright, a terrifying genius with martial arts skills, if they can be recruited into the sect, their future prospects are bound to be limitless.

Moreover, the core geniuses in these sects all know that there are opportunities related to martial arts in the Black Stone Ruins, and it will be of great benefit if there is such a martial arts master to help them.

What's more, even if you can't win over this person, it's good to add trouble to Cangming Dongtian...

"By the way, Junior Brother Li Qianya had contact with this Yan Chixia before, let him walk away from the fire area, and strive to meet Yan Chixia again and establish a good relationship."

"Yes!" Several people left quickly...

As for the Yunxi Sect and other blessed places of cultivating immortals, they saw a few people from Xuanxing Cave Sky talking furtively for a long time, and then sent people to leave from here. Even though they didn't know what they said, they made a guess.

"Tsk tsk, let's also send people out to spread some news..." Yunxi Sect and several people who cultivated in the blessed land of immortality all ordered each other.

A martial arts genius, even for a blessed land, is worth paying a price to win over...

...

Naturally, Jiang Ming didn't know that he had made a fool of himself, and he had already been remembered by several groups of people. Some wanted to chase him down, while others wanted to win him over.

But even if he knew, Jiang Ming didn't care. He just thought Cangming Dongtian was not pleasing to the eye, so he just played it casually. What's more, if you catch Yan Chixia, it's none of my business.

At this time, Jiang Ming's biggest headache was not the monks in the cave, but the dog-skin plaster behind him that was chasing him.

He really didn't expect that it had been so many days, and this guy was still waiting for him here.

"Father, fellow daoist, wait for me..."

"I'll be your cow and horse in the future!"

"Fellow Daoist, I have been lonely since I was riding a horse, you have pity on me..."

Behind him, a black sword was chasing after Jiang Ming, his blood rippling slightly, making a begging sound.

Jiang Ming turned a deaf ear, skimmed over the ruins, and rushed towards the fog passage where he came.

Perhaps it was the days when Jiang Ming entered Star Road, Heijian also encountered some kind of battle, but now his aura is a bit sluggish, and his speed can't get up any faster. He might not be able to catch up with Jiang Ming who used Ku Yuan Dun for a while...

"The foundation of this thing is extremely terrifying...how did it become like this!"

Jiang Ming glanced at the black sword behind him, and naturally remembered that the old man he met on the star road lived in some time and space, holding the black sword full of murderous aura.

Being able to be used as a personal weapon by the old man Xinglu, you don't even need to think about how terrifying that black sword is. In the other party's description, it is also a shocking weapon...

But now, it has become a piece of dog skin plaster that chases and shouts to be a cow and a horse, and it can't be shaken off...

"If it's really the same sword... this black sword must have suffered an unimaginable disaster before it became the crazy one it is today!"

Jiang Ming muttered, I really have this sword in my pocket, if one day I get crazy and give him a sword, or cheat him, whoever is going to talk to me...

With this in mind, Jiang Ming's speed increased by a point, and he rushed into the fog passage.

"Ah... Fellow Daoist, you are amazing, this speed is unparalleled..."

Whoosh~

The black sword also rushed into the passage, the blade trembling slightly, actually absorbing the mist in the passage to replenish its own strength, and the speed became faster and faster, rushing forward excitedly.

"Grandpa's...it's really a dog's skin plaster..." Jiang Ming felt the sound of piercing the air getting closer and closer behind him, and couldn't help being speechless. He finally knew why the black sword entered the passageway before, and the mist could actually replenish its power.

"No wonder..." Jiang Ming thought that the black stone slab on his body could also absorb the mist here, and it seemed that it really came from the same source.

I just don't know if the origin of the black stone slab is as old and terrifying as this black sword...

Shh~

In this mist channel, Jiang Ming's speed was still affected after all. In just a moment, he was overtaken by the restored black sword, flying close to Jiang Ming, and kept flattering him:

"Fellow Daoist, let me be your weapon. I'm very powerful. I'm strong and fast. I can definitely hit wherever I want, no matter what!"

"Friend Daoist, you are too ruthless..."

"Friend Daoist, you..."

Jiang Ming was completely speechless, you were once a peerless murderous blade in the hands of a peerless boss, how did you become such a virtue now...

Just for a moment, Jiang Ming felt his head hurt from the noise, and he said quickly: "Stop, stop, what do you like about me...Can I change it?"

"Fellow Daoist, you are slandering me!" Hei Jian suddenly raised his voice: "I am convinced by the invincible posture and unrivaled temperament of Fellow Daoist, so I don't care about gains and losses, and I want to be a helper for you on the road to immortality! "

"The road to immortality? Have you ever met someone who became an immortal?" Jiang Ming suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"No..." Hei Jian was at a loss, and he couldn't help talking to himself: "Yeah, I haven't seen it before... You're the smartest fellow Taoist, pointing out my mistakes all at once... "

Hei Jian recovered from his daze, but immediately saw that his fellow Taoist had slipped away, and quickly increased his speed to catch up.

"Friend Daoist, you almost forgot about me..."

Jiang Ming lost his temper completely. If this guy is really determined to follow him, he probably won't be able to get rid of it.

"This thing has been known to those sects for a long time. It will definitely be a big trouble for it to follow me in such a way. It's better to compromise first, don't let it play around, and then look for opportunities to throw it away..."

Jiang Ming's thoughts turned sharply, and while he was flying forward, he showed a sigh of relief: "Hey... I didn't expect you to be so persistent, even I was moved by you, such a sincere heart is rare in the world! "

"Friend Daoist, you, you..." The black sword trembled slightly, and blood-red ripples overflowed from the tip of the sword, like weeping tears.

"Hey hey hey, has my chance finally come? He has something familiar to me and the breath of fragments of the avenue. I must hold this thigh well..." In Hei Jian's consciousness, Quiet Mi muttered excitedly.

Jiang Ming stared at the black sword, and his brain was running fast: "Anyway, I plan to keep this guy temporarily, an old antique with a mysterious origin, and it's too unreasonable not to scrape something useful from it..."

He immediately said: "You said you are very powerful, let's show your hands first. Is there any effect that can benefit me? You can do any kind of exercises or secret techniques. Otherwise, what's the use if I accept you?"

Hei Jian froze, he hadn't hugged his thigh yet, so why was this man so impatient to please him first...

"Forget it... Give some money first, stabilize him, and gain his trust!"

Hei Jian thought to himself, and then hurriedly said to Jiang Ming: "Friend Daoist, have you noticed that as soon as I entered the tunnel, my speed increased sharply..."

Jiang Ming's heart moved, and he pretended to be ignorant and cooperated: "Why?"

Hei Jian quickly introduced: "The gray and black mist here can replenish my sword blood. It is a rare and rare thing. It can not only assist martial arts practice, but also have a terrifying weakening effect on immortal cultivators. Foundation, even if a monk of alchemy touches it, he will suffer!"

"Oh? I tried to collect it earlier, but it didn't work!"

Jiang Ming said indifferently, but he was surprised in his heart. Before that, he only found that this thing could weaken the cultivators, but he didn't find that it could help the warriors.

"As expected of an old monster who has lived for countless years, even if something goes wrong, this insight is extraordinary..." Jiang Ming thought to himself, maybe receiving the black sword would really bring him some unexpected joy.

"The premise is that you are crazy, don't make any trouble for me..."

"The mist here can only be collected by using special materials as the medium and with specific spells, such as my sword body!" Heijian said proudly, showing his role: "I can collect it for fellow daoists, and fellow daoists will collect it in the future." When cultivating or facing the enemy, just release it!"

Jiang Ming suddenly realized: "Oh... so I want a magic formula? So... you tell me the magic formula, maybe I have some magic weapon on me, and I can collect this thing!"

"I'm not bragging, this formula has extremely strict requirements on the medium, fellow daoist, you definitely don't have it..." Hei Jian swung the blade again and again.

Jiang Ming sighed: "You are not sincere to me..."

Hei Jian froze, wondering if he could really hug this thigh...

"I can't let go of the child, and I can't catch the wolf... What's more, he wants this formula for nothing, and it depends on me in the end!" Hei Jian gritted his teeth, and passed on an unknown formula to Jiang Ming.

"This is a formula that works exclusively with blood energy. It can collect all kinds of strange powers that are beneficial to warriors in the refining world, but it needs to be operated with special materials, such as my sword body..."

Heijian said quietly, obviously this tactic is extremely precious, and he deliberately described its value to Jiang Ming to prove its sincerity.

"Warrior's Jue..." Jiang Ming silently recited this passage, feeling extremely shocked in his heart.

He has practiced so far, and although he has seen a lot of martial arts skills, most of them are skills that enhance blood energy and easily explode the power of blood energy. Compared with those mysterious spells of immortal cultivators, they are simply inferior...

And this nameless method is the first martial arts method he has seen, which can be called exquisite. It absorbs strange power and refines it into the body. It is simply much better than the previous exercises.

"It seems that the former martial arts really had a glorious world..."

Jiang Ming thought of the original primitive tribal warrior who fought against the catastrophe with his pure body. That should be called the original martial art...

"The physical body is the root of human beings. Whether it is the spiritual power of the dantian or the soul of the sea, they are all rooted in the physical body... Maybe the end of martial arts is farther than ordinary people imagine!"

Jiang Ming thought about the Holy Body of Hundred Tribulations again, whether it was an exploration of the end of martial arts by a certain ancient civilization...

"Fellow Daoist, how about...let me do it!" Hei Jian eagerly said, wanting to show off his ability.

"Ah? Don't panic, I just have something here, try it first and then talk..."

Jiang Ming chuckled, flipped his hands and took out a black thing.

Ga!

Hei Jian, who was jumping up and down, was suddenly stunned...