Ping'an Town.

Jiang Ming sold the medicinal materials he picked these days in the Wang family pharmacy, and walked to the tavern of the old ginger head with the empty medicine basket on his back.

"Since the war in the north, prices have skyrocketed and business has been difficult...... This medicinal herb has not been sold, but the price is getting higher and higher. Jiang Ming put a few taels of silver into his arms, but he didn't have much excitement.

Once the war burns over, whether he can collect medicine and drink tea in the mountains with peace of mind is still two words......

"You have to plan earlier, if you can break through to the second rate, you will have enough power to protect yourself, but it's a pity that it's too difficult to ......"

Jiang Ming thought so in his heart, and as soon as he walked into the tavern, he heard a drinker complaining:

"Jiang Ye, how did this running tongue rise to two copper plates in a bowl...... We're all regular customers! ”

The old ginger trotted out from behind the counter and said with a wry smile: "I don't earn as much as I used to earn two copper plates...... Now that the price of rice and noodles has doubled, can't this wine follow suit? Hey, I don't know when it's going to be a head, and if the price of this grain rises again, I can't even afford to make wine......"

"What Jiang Ye said is reasonable, I believe you...... Two bowls of running tongue and a plate of smoked tofu! Jiang Ming sat down and said with a smile.

The others suddenly lost their voices, and even Jiang Ye, who joined the Tiger Hunting Village, said so, what else could they say, they could only vent their grievances on the war.

"If this battle continues, people will not be able to live......"

"If you want me to say, then the Cangshan army will quickly enter the capital, and slaughter all the officials now, maybe our lives will be better......"

"A throne of flowing water, a hoe of iron...... We won't be better if we change the emperor, so let's plant your land well......"

Jiang Ming also sighed lightly when he listened to the gossip and discussion...... When the battle comes here, I'm afraid I won't even have to drink.

He sold two catties of wine, cut some pork in the butcher shop, carried it home, called Zhou Wenxiu to cook and boil medicine for him, and instructed her to practice boxing while drinking wine and eating meat......

……

Half a month later, Fang Lie rushed from Fucheng to Ping'an Town.

"It's settled?" In his own small courtyard, Jiang Ming and Fang Lie sat opposite each other.

"It's almost ......" After meeting Wei Yan, Fang Lie seemed to be a lot more stable overnight, nodded and said: "Zhuang Li and Feiyun Castle have made some deals, Feiyun Castle provides us with prey, gold, silver and jewelry, and Tiger Hunting Village provides Feiyun Castle with weapons, salt, clothing and other items, if the Cangshan Army really fights, the transaction will be suspended." ”

Jiang Ming nodded, after all, Tiger Hunting Village has limited manpower, and sometimes it is not good to harvest after entering the mountain for a long time, if Feiyun Castle helps, the silver taels earned should be able to earn a lot more, plus gold, silver and jewelry, the wealth of Tiger Hunting Village will grow rapidly, and it will grow its power faster.

In troubled times, gold and silver are always hard currency......

"Weapon Salt...... I'm afraid it's not easy to get it. Jiang Ming frowned.

"Now that the situation is chaotic, even the officials of the Great Cloud Mansion are thinking about the way back, who can control so much, the hammers of the blacksmith shops in the city are about to smoke......"

Fang Lie shook his head speechlessly: "And some of the war knives I bought back are even engraved with the marks of the government, I don't know which one is looking at the warehouse and is reselling......

Jiang Ming was dumbfounded, and said secretly in his heart: "It is estimated that even if this Cangshan King is finished, Yan Guo will not be able to calm down......"

"This matter is about the headhunter to explain, don't disclose it to the people in the branch!" Fang Lie said again: "Delivering goods to the mountains will take another route, and the fewer people who know, the better......"

Jiang Ming nodded, no matter how good the new ship and the old ship are, it is still a rebellion...... Naturally, keep a low profile.

"By the way, Feiyun Castle gave us a way to save our lives...... Say it as sincerity! Fang Lie said, taking out a book from his arms: "This is what I copied." ”

The owner gave the order...... As long as you sense blood and qi, you can cultivate. ”

Jiang Ming took the book, and saw four big characters written on the cover, Burning Blood Knife Technique.

"Sounds a bit ......ruthless," Jiang Ming said with a smile.

Fang Lie's eyes were weird: "You finish reading it first...... It's not just ruthless, these rebels are simply dead......"

Jiang Ming suddenly became curious, and flipped through the pages of this knife secret.

The more he looked at his face, the more shocked he became, and when he closed the book, he exhaled even more: "There is such a domineering and ruthless knife technique?" ”

"This sword technique can allow a warrior to fight beyond the ranks, but it can only be used by burning blood qi...... Every slash will hurt the origin, and the lightest will also lose a year's life...... And each slash requires several months of recuperation, and if it is used continuously, it may even die directly......"

Fang Lie couldn't help but say, "What a bunch of crazy people...... This kind of martial arts forbidden art also dares to practice. ”

Jiang Ming smiled: "Then are you still practicing?" ”

"Practice, of course practice!" Fang Lie's eyes were blazing: "I have a hunch that Feiyun Castle may be the new ship that I can realize my ideals, and this Blood-Burning Sword Technique is a weapon that can help me overcome obstacles, and it can help me realize those ideals in my heart......"

"What about you?" Fang Lie looked at Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming smiled and nodded: "Practice!" ”

He silently said to himself in his heart, even if you don't practice, I have to practice it, this is simply the most precious thing I have obtained since I came to this world.

Fight over the stairs...... Doesn't it mean that he can compete with second-rate martial artists now?

What is the price of a sudden death, it is the same for him as nothing...... If you can't die with one knife, can't I cut you with ten knives and a hundred knives?

And when he becomes a second-rate martial artist, he will be able to fight with a first-class martial artist...... In the Great Cloud Mansion, wouldn't there be no one who could restrain him.

Moreover, if this blood-burning sword technique can be passed down from Feiyun Castle, there must be many people who cultivate, even if he uses it against the enemy, as long as he doesn't show his true face, no one can guess who he is.

After sending Fang Lie away, Jiang Ming went back to the mountain and immediately began to practice the Blood Burning Sword Technique, a big chaos was about to start, and this life-saving method naturally had to be in his hands as soon as possible......

……

Autumn goes to winter, and it's the end of the year again.

In front of the wooden house in the mountains, there was a lot of snow, Jiang Ming was holding a fine iron war knife, practicing the blood-burning knife technique, with anime sky snowflakes, splashing in all directions.

"Slash!"

He snorted softly, and a layer of red blood mist erupted on the surface of his body, and the war knife in his hand slashed out, carrying the momentum of ten thousand jun, and slashed fiercely on a half-human-high boulder.

Boom~

The boulder cracked and exploded in half.

Jiang Ming did not stop with the knife, and continued to slash out the second and third knives......

It wasn't until the ninth knife that his arm stopped trembling, and his sword fell to the ground.

"Still can't do it......" Jiang Ming frowned: "Every time I slash, my blood will boil a little...... It is difficult to control the boiling blood qi of the ninth sword, which is already the limit. ”

Breaking life and hurting the origin, Jiang Ming is naturally not afraid...... But the boiling of blood was not something he could control.

Jiang Ming jumped into the icy river water, washing the blood mist on the surface of his body while thinking about how to suppress the boiling blood qi.

"After thinking about it, the only way I know now seems to be Dr. Sun's prescription for nourishing blood qi......

"It seems...... It's time to take a trip to Fucheng! ”