Martial arts, eating, and chores......

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, half a month later.

The morning breeze was cold, and there were already many people practicing boxing on the training ground.

Jiang Ming also got up early and came here to practice the cowhide tiger bone technique......

In half a month, Jiang Ming has not yet broken through to a third-rate martial artist, but he is not in a hurry, the martial arts experience and skills learned here are things that cannot be learned in a lifetime in Ping'an Town.

Although he is already a martial artist, he lacks experience and skills, but now he can endure loneliness and practice hard every day, plus Peng Lu's daily drills...... The actual combat ability has improved rapidly, and the blood qi has become more stable.

"It's a pity...... Until now, I haven't drunk a bowl of martial arts secret medicine. Jiang Ming was speechless in his heart.

Peng Lu is a real martial artist, even if he suppresses his strength, until now, no one has been able to walk through six or seven moves under him......

"Originally, I planned that once someone survived the ten moves, then I would also fish in troubled waters, pretend to be lucky, and mix a bowl of medicinal soup......"

But since no one has passed the test, Jiang Ming doesn't want to be a bird, it's too eye-catching, anyway, he can drink it in three months, just a few months, what is it for him......

Call~

Suddenly, a strong wind hit behind him, as if a fierce tiger roared and slaughtered him.

"It's Peng Lu's sixth ...... again"

Jiang Ming cursed in his heart, and when he turned around, he punched him, but it hit the empty air, and a bony hand clenched into a claw, grazing his arm and probing his throat.

"Off the headhunter?" Jiang Ming saw the person who came clearly, and he was immediately shocked, could it be that he found out that he was a martial artist?

In a flash of thought, Jiang Ming didn't dodge or dodge, kicked under his feet, his fist turned into a claw, and he went to Guan Feng's heart.

It's completely a life-threatening style of play.

Guan Feng shook his body, bypassing Jiang Ming's offensive and going around to his flank.

"Not good!" Jiang Ming hurriedly turned around, but saw that Guan Feng was already standing aside, looking at him with approval.

"With my claw just now, if you retreat, my power can be fully exerted, and you can easily tear your throat apart......" Guan Feng said unhurriedly: "But you don't retreat but advance, and respond to the enemy with life-fighting tricks...... But it restrained the power of my move, and this kind of courage to change my life may scare the enemy back. ”

"It's still far worse than Guan headhunters." Jiang Ming arched his hand, it seems that this guy just wants to point out himself.

"You're already good!" Guan Feng smiled lightly, and then asked, "I heard...... You used to be a medicine picker from Ping'an Town? ”

Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, and nodded yes.

"Have you ever picked fire cloud grass?"

Jiang Ming's heart suddenly suddenly, and he shook his head with regret on the surface: "I haven't seen it yet...... But since last year, I heard that several people have already picked it. ”

"Medicine is rare, naturally difficult to find......" Guan Feng smiled meaninglessly, and encouraged: "Practice boxing hard, maybe return to Ping'an Town in the future, and rely on you to take us into the mountains to collect medicine." ”

Immediately, Guan Feng turned around and left, but a trace of doubt rose in Jiang Ming's heart, what is the origin of this Fire Cloud Grass...... Why are even the headhunters of Tiger Hunting Village paying attention?

Could it be that this fire cloud grass is ...... And a secret he didn't know?

"And what does it mean to return to Ping'an Town......"

Jiang Ming couldn't help but think of the strangers who said they were going to build a lot of construction in the town before leaving the town.

Could it be that there is also the participation of Tiger Hunting Village?

"The world is chaotic, let's practice boxing...... Jiang Ming didn't think about it anymore, the best way to not want to get involved in trouble is to have the strength to punch and shatter trouble.

After breakfast, Jiang Ming and the others left separately to participate in various chores in the village.

A family heirloom butcher like Wang Dong has been sent to dispose of the carcasses of prey since he first entered the village, and now he has the honorific title of "Master Wang", and he can eat free meat meals every day, which is much better than the house.

And Fang Lie teaches the young children in the village to draw and read every day, the days are the most leisurely, and the martial arts entry is the fastest, and now he can sense blood and qi from time to time, Guan Feng thinks that he is expected to melt blood and become a martial artist within a year.

As for Huang Xiaoying, she practices martial arts in a low-key manner every day, and then helps the guy cook, which can be regarded as the most low-key and hard-working person......

Even a few times when Jiang Ming got up at night, he saw Huang Xiaoying quietly practicing boxing in the courtyard under the thin moonlight...... But it's been more than half a month, and it doesn't seem to have improved much.

"This little girl, I'm afraid what happened at home is not a small ......," Jiang Ming thought, but he had no intention of getting involved in other people's affairs, his only purpose in coming to Hunting Tiger Village was to practice martial arts and become stronger.

"Next, I will wait for Fang Lie to completely sense the blood qi, and I will also 'improve' a little, after all, only progress can be taken seriously and obtain more martial arts training resources......"

Jiang Ming didn't want to be too prominent, but with a little genius like Fang Lie in front, Jiang Ming would not attract too much attention if he "improved" a little.

While thinking about it, Jiang Ming walked to a side courtyard, where the fragrance of medicine was permeated, and there were many fresh or dried medicinal herbs.

The main business of Tiger Hunting Village is to go into the mountains to hunt, but when it encounters medicinal materials, it will also be brought back, and Jiang Ming's main task is to help sort out these medicinal materials.

"This harvest is good...... Jiang Ming said with a smile as he rummaged through the pile of fresh medicinal herbs.

"Oh, little brother Jiang, I'm waiting for you to deal with it." An old man with gray hair in the house heard the movement and hurriedly ran out and shouted.

There were two teenage girls in the courtyard, who were helping to sort out the medicinal herbs, and they also ran to Jiang Ming and chattered:

"Jiang Ming, you are too powerful, I took the inconspicuous little yellow flower that I picked out last time, I took it to the Jishitang next door and sold it for three hundred dollars...... Say what kind of healing medicine. ”

"And that gray ginseng, which is very useful for improving blood qi, why haven't I heard of it before......"

The fragrant wind was blowing on his face, Jiang Ming was not proud, he had tasted countless plants and trees in Yunmeng Mountain, studied countless medicinal materials, and his understanding of medicinal herbs was naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

There are even many medicinal materials that have not been discovered by the pharmacists of this world, which have been included in Jiang Ming's knowledge base...... just casually showed his hands, and suppressed these half-hangers in Tiger Hunting Village, which made the old pharmacist in the village praise.

And these girls are all family members in the village, dare to sell medicinal herbs to buy clothes to wear, look kind, maybe when they turn their faces because of displeasure......

Jiang Ming didn't want to provoke more, so he smiled and squatted in front of the pile of medicinal materials and began to sort them out.

"By the way, I have a job this afternoon, I don't know if Brother Jiang is willing to go?" The white-haired old man looked at Jiang Ming, who was working hard, and suddenly smiled.

"Pharmacist Feng just orders!" Jiang Ming said that he was very clear about his positioning, and now he is the little shrimp of Tiger Hunting Village, and he mainly acts in a low-key manner.

Pharmacist Feng smiled with satisfaction: "Most of the prey we hunted back from Tiger Village was sold to the major families in the city, and on weekdays, it was the men in the village who were responsible for transporting it...... During this time, it was spring hunting, and many people went into the mountains, and there was a shortage of manpower in the village......"

He blinked and said, "There is a cart of goods to be delivered to Wang's house this afternoon, if Brother Jiang is fine, you can run along, and when you come back, you can come to me to get a bowl of martial arts secret medicine to drink......