Jiang Ming sat in the tavern and listened for a while, and he also vaguely heard that the Liang family seemed to be an old family in the capital, and it was called one of the six great families of the Yan Kingdom......

"It is rumored that there is a martial arts master in charge, and it has been passed down for hundreds of years......"

Jiang Ming nodded secretly, no wonder that Liang Gongzi was so powerful that day, he actually hit the stone without the power to fight back all year round, and the super family that can be inherited for hundreds of years may be more terrifying than the royal family.

The royal family of Yan has been in power for only 200 years......

"After I break through the first-class, I can't say that I want to leave the Great Cloud Mansion and go outside, maybe the capital is a good place......" Jiang Ming thought in his heart.

He had already snatched the first-class magic of the Old Snake Gang, and with the assistance of various secret medicines, it was not a problem to cultivate to a first-class martial artist step by step.

However, above the first-class martial artists, how to break through to the martial arts master, Jiang Ming still has no clue...... No one in the Great Cloud Mansion could guide him.

If you want to go to the next level, you can only leave this novice village and go outside to find opportunities.

Moreover, as the center of power in Dayan, the capital may have more information about the immortal cultivation world...... This is what Jiang Ming values more.

"Eh, big news, big news!" Suddenly, someone walked into the tavern, and said excitedly: "It is rumored that someone saw the medicine king, and when he was about to arrest him......"

The man panted and poured tea.

"What's the matter, what the hell are you saying!" The others suddenly said in a hurry.

The man put down the teapot and said with a smile: "The roots of the medicine king were pulled out of the soil, as if they had grown feet, and they ran away without a trace as soon as they slipped through the smoke......

"What? How can it be? ”

"Who saw it...... It can't be a poisonous mushroom, right? ”

"It's true, the people who go into the mountains are crazy...... They have asked for help from the forces behind them......"

"Hey, it's a bigger mess...... Pity the herb pickers who were captured, caught between the warriors who came and went, I heard that several have died......"

"How difficult the world is......"

There was a mess in the tavern, and Jiang Ming was also slightly shocked...... If this is true, then the origin of this medicine king is too big.

He thought of the fire mayfly again, and couldn't help but be even more curious about the secrets in the depths of Yunmeng Mountain.

"But curiosity kills cats, and I'm afraid that this time I'm going to kill a lot of people......"

Jiang Ming's eyes were calm, and he suspected that as soon as the news spread, it would attract more than just first-class martial artists......

He's a second-rate weak chicken, so let's play with wood honestly......

After drinking, Jiang Ming quietly left, went around and bought some rice, flour, oil and salt in the east of the town, and then went back to his small broken courtyard.

Passing by his door from a distance, Jiang Ming glanced at it without a trace, a young girl in the courtyard was sweating profusely practicing boxing, the courtyard was clean and tidy, and there were a lot of bacon and dried vegetables hanging under the eaves...... It is estimated that Wang Dong and those people sent it.

"It shouldn't be a problem, but this life is richer than mine......"

Jiang Ming smiled and left quietly......

……

Time is in a hurry, autumn is going to winter...... The snow was blowing heavily, and the sky and the earth were white.

Under the eaves, Jiang Ming was wrapped in a thick leather jacket and gathered in front of the stove...... Slowly sipping hot tea.

Yu Asheng is just a small carpenter, so naturally he can't be as shirtless as a warrior in the cold...... Although Jiang Ming is not a professional pretender, he still tries not to show flaws.

However, although he did not move, he secretly operated the internal breathing method of the cowhide tiger bone technique, quietly refining the muscles and veins of the flesh body......

The martial arts path is difficult and dangerous, even if Jiang Ming is an immortal, he needs to be diligent in cultivation in order to go further.

Half a year has passed, and he has been cultivating for several hours every day, but now it is also a little effective, his muscles and veins are much tougher than usual, and his flesh and blood have also strengthened a lot......

Although there is still some distance from the second-rate Dacheng, the second-rate martial artist, even if he carries a sharp long knife, can hardly hurt him now.

"A few months passed...... The turmoil of the medicine king has finally subsided. ”

Jiang Ming's eyes flickered, since the appearance of Huoyun Grass a few months ago had become more and more frequent, the forces that had poured into Yunmeng Mountain were also wave after wave.

And after the news of the medicine king's long-legged escape came out, it detonated the entire martial arts world, and countless masters came.

There is even news that there is really a martial arts master who broke out in the mountains, destroying a large area of forest alive, as if it had been smashed by a meteorite......

"However, since the beginning of autumn, the number of fire cloud grass has decreased rapidly, and now it seems that no one has picked it for half a month...... But there was no news that the Medicine King had been captured......"

"Could it be that the Medicine King has really become a spirit and escaped? Or maybe it's been quietly captured by some big force......"

"Anyway...... It seems that this Jiang madman should also come back from Fucheng......" Jiang Ming suddenly muttered to himself.

Since the number of Fire Cloud Grass has plummeted, those forces have receded like a tide, and even the medicine pickers in the town have been released, but some have disappeared into the mountains forever......

Carpenter Yu Asheng originally existed to avoid the trouble of the Medicine King, but now that the trouble is gone, there is no need for this vest to continue to maintain.

In addition, if everything is calm, it doesn't matter if Jiang Ming, the real body, continues to stay in the city and live happily.

But now that the war of the Cangshan army is becoming more and more unfavorable, and the city is gradually not peaceful, it seems abnormal to stay any longer......

That night, the young Yu Asheng picked up his bags and tools and quietly left Ping'an Town.

As for whether it will be noticed by those who care, Jiang Ming is not worried at all.

In the past six months, the town has been in chaos, there are too many people coming and going, even the site where the old scar was burned to death has been set up in tents and lived there, and the departure of a small carpenter is nothing at all.

And since the weather turned colder, Yu Asheng's work has been greatly reduced...... Nestled at home all day, showing up less and less in town......

When it disappears quietly one day, it is estimated that only the uncles and aunts on the left and right will ask a few questions, and no one cares about anything else.

Then Zhu Shichang may be even more happy, this yard is well organized, and it can be sold to others at a high price......

……

A few days after Yu Asheng disappeared, near the end of the New Year, Jiang Da Maniac carried a large bag of New Year's goods and took a trip back to Ping'an Town in the carriage of Tiger Hunting Village.

"It's a coincidence that you came back, something happened to the front line of the Cangshan Army!"

Guan Feng and Jiang Ming met, but they laughed in a low voice.

Jiang Ming glanced at him, this guy has been a divine dragon for more than a year, and he has been mixed with Wei Yan's mysterious guys all day long, and the news that can make him so happy can make him so happy, it seems that Cangshan Jun is unlucky.

"Could it be that the King of Cangshan is dead?" Jiang Ming guessed.

"That's not ......" Guan Feng was full of black lines: "The cowhide blown by the Cangshan Army at the beginning of the year was going to enter the capital before the winter snow fell, but until now, even Jiangnan Mansion has not been attacked!" ”

"Just yesterday, the granary of the Cangshan Army suddenly caught fire, and the grain and grass enough for 100,000 troops to eat for a month were burned down......