Dayunfu City.

Jiang Ming bought roast chicken and old wine in Zuixian Lou and walked towards Jishitang.

Along the way, from inside and outside the city gate to the streets of the city, you can see patrolling soldiers everywhere, waving their armor, and their eyes vigilantly scanning everyone on the road.

There are far fewer vendors on the streets, some small shops have even closed, and people who have heard of the road have fled further south...... It's a bit of a mess.

At the door of Tiger Hunting Village, there were two strange men standing, who seemed to have recruited newcomers...... Since cooperating with Feiyun Castle, the heritage of Tiger Hunting Village has also grown stronger and stronger, and it has continued to develop secretly, and I heard that the number of third-rate martial artists has increased a lot.

Although the first-rate and second-rate martial artists are stronger, the third-rate martial artists are the backbone of a force, and only with enough third-rate martial artists, Tiger Hunter Village has the qualifications to sail and steer on a new ship, otherwise even if it is boarded, it will only be a fish......

"I just don't know how far the ship of Feiyun Castle can row!" Jiang Ming sighed lightly in his heart, the battle in the troubled times was extremely fierce, and no one dared to say that he could go to the end.

There was nothing to do when he returned to the village, so Jiang Ming simply didn't go in and continued to walk forward.

Jishitang.

As soon as Jiang Ming walked in, he saw that Dr. Sun was instructing his apprentice to grab medicine, and when he saw him, he immediately smiled:

"You kid is having a good time in Ping'an Town...... It's been a day since I came here. ”

"Idlers in the mountains and fields are used to ......" Jiang Ming smiled and arched his hand and put the wine and meat on the counter.

Doctor Sun grunted in his throat, then rubbed his hands and said, "It's all here, what else do you bring...... I really don't have much to teach you. ”

"Passing by the drunken fairy building, I saw that there was no one queuing...... I'll bring you one. Jiang Ming said disapprerovitically.

"Hey, this world is in trouble...... The people either save food or run away, who is still in the mood to eat this roast chicken. Doctor Sun sighed, and his hand couldn't help but stretch out to the roast chicken.

Jiang Ming smiled: "You can not eat roast chicken, you can't not drink this bowl of qi soup, bring me a bowl first...... I can't drink your soup in the town, but it's very uncomfortable! ”

Nourishing Qi Soup is the secret medicine that Jiang Ming has been drinking in Jishitang, although it has no direct effect on martial arts, but it has a miraculous effect on recuperating and combing blood qi, and it is of great benefit to raising the future ceiling of martial artists.

If this medicine is supplemented every day, Jiang Ming's control over the blood qi will be greatly improved, suppressing the boiling blood qi, maybe he will be able to split more blood burning knives......

Hearing this, Doctor Sun was stunned for a moment, his hand slowly retracted, and he looked at Jiang Ming with a faint gaze: "You kid...... I'm here to bring me wine today, but my purpose is not pure! ”

Jiang Ming didn't hide it, and said calmly: "Doctor Sun's eyes are like a torch, so I won't beat around the bush, I'm here today...... It's for your prescription, you can make a price. ”

"You ......" Dr. Sun pointed at Jiang Ming, a little angry, but in the end he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Do you know what my medical hall has been able to open until now, what does it rely on, it is these few prescriptions that are not passed on, how do you say I will sell them to you?" ”

"Of course I do...... But there's more to it than that. ”

Jiang Ming was not surprised, and said with a smile: "The effect of this Qi Nourishing Soup is indeed good, but for the vast majority of martial artists, trying to improve blood qi will almost exhaust all their energy and money, and as for recuperating blood qi and raising the upper limit, they don't care about it at all......"

"Your Qi nourishing soup, you can't sell a few bowls a month, now the world is in chaos, instead of holding on to your precious prescription, it is better to take it out and exchange it for some silver taels, so that you can live more comfortably in this troubled world."

Jiang Ming said unhurriedly, and Dr. Sun's gaze was also uncertain, and after a long time, he sighed heavily.

"You say, why is the world suddenly chaotic!" Dr. Sun muttered: "When I was an apprentice, the world was peaceful and the people were rich, how could it be ...... in just a few decades?"

"Times have changed...... Jiang Ming sighed: "It's not a good thing for the people to be rich, when the rich make people drool, the old man wants to use the knife!" ”

Doctor Sun smiled bitterly: "I feel cold all over my body when you say it, for fear that which master will come to cut me, and when I get to the troubled times, I find that everything is false, and it is not as good as you martial arts practitioners......"

He said lonely: "If it weren't for the chaos of the world, if you dare to think about my prescription, I would have to beat you out!" ”

Jiang Ming smiled: "Thank you, Doctor Sun." ”

Doctor Sun was silent for a long time, Fang is eyes were sad, and he sighed: "This is against the decision of the ancestors...... It's not okay if the price is low! ”

……

After a while, Jiang Ming walked out of Jishitang, took a hand-copied prescription into his arms, and strode away.

In Jishitang, Dr. Sun carried the heavy money bag in his hand, sighed for a long time, and then gritted his teeth fiercely, as if he had made some decision.

"In troubled times, you must know how to be flexible in order to live longer...... If the old man's medical hall continues to be in such a mess, maybe it will be closed, so it is better to save more silver taels to rest assured, since it has already started, it is better to sell a few more copies...... Little Liuzi, go and contact our big regular customers......"

……

Jiang Ming naturally didn't know that the business ghost Dr. Sun had begun to go crazy against his ancestors' decision, but he didn't care, just get what he wanted.

In several pharmacies in the city, he bought a large number of medicinal materials that were difficult to collect in the mountains, and Jiang Ming returned to Ping'an Town with a full harvest.

After staying for a little two days and instructing Zhou Wenxiu to practice martial arts, Jiang Ming took medicinal herbs and some daily necessities such as salt and pottery pots, and went into Yunmeng Mountain again.

The chaos is getting closer and closer, and Jiang Ming wants to improve his strength a little more before he can rest assured.

"It's actually quite thrilling to kill a few times, if they are dozens of times stronger, maybe they will capture me and slice me, it's terrible, I have to become stronger, when can I kill all the witnesses in one move, I can really hold ......"

Outside the wooden house, Jiang Ming took a sip of the entire bowl of Qi Nourishing Soup, feeling the much smoother blood qi in his body, so he picked up the battle knife and continued to practice the Blood Burning Knife Technique.

One knife, two knives......

Jiang Ming's body surface continued to erupt with a puff of blood mist, until the tenth knife was slashed, and then it stopped.

"It's really useful......" Jiang Ming was covered in blood red, like a blood gourd, but his face was happy.

Then he looked at him strangely: "I'm just practicing knives, and I've lost decades of life......"

"Immortality is really good, you can do whatever you want!"

Then he threw down his sword, went back to the house, poured another bowl of medicinal soup, and began to practice the cowhide tiger bone technique.

"The medicinal soup given by Guan Feng is magical, I feel that the more I drink, the better the effect, and now a bowl can clear the distractions in my heart, maintain a state of incomparable concentration, and it seems that the so-called 'artistic conception' is getting closer and closer...... Let's call it, Qingshen soup! ”

Jiang Ming casually gave this nameless secret medicine a name, and every day the Qingshen Soup and the Yangqi Soup went hand in hand, the Qi-Nourishing Soup practiced the blood-burning knife technique, and the Qingshen Soup assisted in comprehending the meaning of the tiger, and the days passed quickly day by day......