In the early morning, the sky is not bright, and under the dark blue sky, there is a fog everywhere, full of autumn cold.

In the clear mist, a big man with an ordinary face wrapped in his clothes came from the end of the street and got into a street stall with a windshield tarpaulin.

At one end of the stall, there is a large cauldron, the thick white soup in the pot is bubbling, floating with a layer of oil, and the fresh fragrance wafts into the nose, making people can't help but swallow saliva.

"A big bowl of mutton soup, two taels of meat, three cakes...... Put more spicy seeds! ”

The big man rubbed his hands, sat casually at a low table, and shouted impatiently.

"Okay, do you want blood......

The stall body that is more than half a hundred years old is thin, but the action is very neat, pinching the mutton, green onions, and coriander into the bottom of the bowl, ripping two pieces of mutton fat and spicy seeds, and after seeing the big man nodding, he threw in a few pieces of mutton blood, and poured a bowl of mutton soup with a big spoon and sent it up.

"You're a connoisseur, just in time for the first pot ......of soup," the stall owner smiled enthusiastically as he brought the freshly baked hot cakes.

"Drink soup at the beginning of the day, and drink water at the hour of the hour...... I get it! ”

The big man grinned, and he didn't use a spoon, he just lay on the side of the bowl and took a big mouthful of soup, broke a few hot cakes and threw them into the soup, and only after absorbing enough soup did he use chopsticks to put it in his mouth, the spicy and mellow taste filled his lips and teeth, and he only felt that the whole person's body was soaked in the thick soup......

"This L.A. lamb soup is really good...... Compared to the light mushroom soup, it has a different flavor! ”

The Han Dynasty is naturally Jiang Ming's disguise, and half a month has passed since the catastrophe of the Wang family, Jiang Ming took Miss Wang all the way to the north, and finally settled in the northernmost city under the jurisdiction of Dayun Mansion.

In the past few days, Miss Wang silently wrote the master-level martial arts method of the Wang family for him, and Jiang Ming tried to practice it every day to check whether it was correct or not.

He wasn't afraid of what tricks this Miss Wang would play, even if he could practice the magic of the dead, it was nothing to him......

"There's nothing wrong with the trick, it's time to leave!"

Jiang Ming doesn't have the kindness to send the Buddha to the west, and it is already benevolent and righteous to be able to get people here.

He drank the whole bowl of mutton soup in one go, and asked the stall owner to refill a bowl of white soup for free, drank a bowl with the bottom facing the sky, and took a few copper plates, before he left satisfied.

As the sky grew brighter, the fog dissipated, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased, Jiang Ming wandered into an alley and into a narrow courtyard with only two dilapidated houses.

In the courtyard, a woman dressed in coarse cloth, with a sallow face and messy hair, looked like an ordinary woman, clumsily chopping wood for a fire.

Jiang Ming smiled, this Miss Wang can put down her body and disguise herself as a poor woman, when he practiced martial arts every day, she practiced all kinds of ordinary people's life skills in this courtyard......

Jiang Ming didn't have a mother-in-law, so he said directly: "There is nothing wrong with the formula, I will leave tomorrow...... What you can live depends on your own creation. ”

Miss Wang's body stiffened, then nodded slightly, and continued to practice chopping wood.

Jiang Ming didn't care, you are for your life, I am for the exercises, no one is a white lotus, and don't play with the true feelings in the world......

He strode back into the house, sorting out what Miss Wang had written.

In the thick stack of books, there are not only recipes, but also prescriptions, martial arts and other things, and even information about the topography of Dayun Mansion, the mountains and rivers branch, gold and iron ore deposits, and the growth of rare herbs, as well as some historical materials about Dayun Mansion, all of which can be called the heritage of a first-class martial arts family.

"This Miss Wang has a good heart, relying on these things, maybe she can really make a comeback......

The world is chaotic and it is difficult for women to survive, but sometimes the identity of women can also exert great energy.

If the person sitting in the room at this time is a first-class martial artist who is obsessed with the power of the world, maybe he will also be played by this Miss Wang......

"It's a pity that I'm bent on seeking immortals, and I have nothing else to think about." Jiang Ming shook his head.

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During the night, the weather was overcast and the clouds were getting heavier, and it seemed that heavy rain was coming.

Jiang Ming was bored, sat in front of the desk and continued to study the master-level magic of the Wang family, the Sihedian.

"According to the description of this quadrangle, the so-called martial arts master is to take a step further on the basis of refining the bone marrow of a first-class martial artist's blood strength, so that the blood and qi resonate with the body, and reach the realm of blood and thunder, and muscles and bones vibrating!"

"Only in this way can the blood energy be condensed and transformed, like an arm command, and the blood energy can be released three feet like a sword, cutting gold and cracking stones, and it is indestructible!"

This four-way canon is a fierce and domineering internal practice breathing method, which integrates the four external combat skills of knife, gun, fist, and sword, all of which are fierce moves that open and close, so as to temper the body and blood of the warrior, make it resonate and unify, and enter the realm of masters.

"It's just that I didn't expect that the end of this martial arts method turned out to be the master......" Jiang Ming turned to the last few pages, looking at the description of the martial arts realm, he was also a little helpless.

According to the above records, the master has the law, but the master has no way...... It means that martial arts masters can also cultivate according to the methods of their predecessors, but grandmasters do not have the methods of cultivation, and it is all up to individuals to comprehend.

Because the grandmaster is not a kind of cultivation, but a realm, no matter how vigorous the blood qi is, if the martial arts artistic conception cannot go further in a hundred feet, then it will never be able to break through to the realm of the grandmaster.

The so-called grandmasters, the people who founded the sect, are the people who created the Fa and preached, and no one can open the way for them, so they can only go by themselves.

Every grandmaster has his own way to break through, some people travel all over the world to fight and break through, some people sit on the wall for ten years to break through, and some people go through the entanglement of love and dust......

"No wonder grandmasters in the world are rare, and there are even fewer grandmaster families with a long heritage......"

"It's still far away, let's break through to the master realm first." Jiang Ming shook his head.

The wind outside the window gradually became louder, and there was a whining sound, and a dazzling electric light suddenly pierced the sky......

Bang~

Thunder exploded, and a heavy rain was imminent.

Tuk tuk tuk ~

Suddenly there was a quick knock on the door outside the house, Jiang Ming frowned, pressed the book to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, got up and opened the door.

Miss Wang's hair was wet, her cheeks were clean and white, and she was standing at the door wrapped in only a single coat......

"The roof and the roof have fallen off," Miss Wang'......s voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Jiang Ming didn't wait for her to finish, pulled her into the room, and closed the door with a bang......

Rumble......

With a roar of thunder, heavy rain poured down.

The storm fell from the sky, frantically impacting the earth, and the land that had been dry for a long time ushered in a long-lost moisture, and some wilting weeds grew in the shallow ditch in the yard, which was gradually filled by the rain and became muddy......