As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

Deep underground, among the abandoned palaces, Jiang Ming held the Chili Sword on guard and walked slowly forward.

boom~

He walked among the gravel and rubble, and the breeze and sound brought about by his walking directly caused a decayed palace beside him to collapse, splashing thick smoke and dust.

Looking forward, the entire huge ruins of the palace are like a scene of the end of the world, decayed and silent, and I don’t know how many years it has been lying there. From its magnificent and huge scale, it is gloomy to guess the glory of the year.

Among the ruins, there are also huge islands inserted obliquely into the ground. Maybe they were all unearthly places that never fell...

And at the very front, a gleam of light pierced into the sky, and the mottled light and rain scattered from time to time, and I don't know how many years it has been here.

Seeing no other way out, Jiang Ming could only walk towards that dim light step by step...

"I don't know how long no one has been here..."

Jiang Ming thought, the bricks and stones used to build the palaces are all rare spiritual materials, and they will not decay after thousands of years. However, these palaces here are all in dilapidated condition, and a gust of wind may knock down a large area. ...

"The holy land of cultivating immortals related to the black stone ruins is only a force of ten thousand years ago, but this palace complex is far more than 10,000 years old. Maybe it was not established by the people who cultivated the holy land of immortals back then, but discovered during the exploration. This secret place..."

"For today's era, the Black Stone Ruins are extremely ancient ruins, but for the holy land of cultivating immortals who established the Black Stone Ruins, this place may be an even older ruin..."

Jiang Ming suddenly thought again, who was the mysterious warrior Da Neng sitting cross-legged in the cave before? Could it be just a guard guarding the passage?

"Then what is he guarding?"

Jiang Ming shook his head, he couldn't figure it out at all, and simply didn't bother to think about it, so the stories in the pile of papers might be very exciting, but to people who live in the present, they are just stories.

He casually walked into a piece of ruins, among which some fragments of metal and objects could be vaguely seen, but they were all turned into fly ash when he touched them with his hands.

Even in the world of cultivating immortals, there is nothing eternal. No matter how precious these things were back then, they have long since turned into useless dust...

Jiang Ming no longer thought about exploring the ruins, his speed increased, and he strode forward.

Even if there are any secrets here, the holy land of cultivating immortals should have been explored a long time ago. Maybe a few years later, some clues can be explored in the ruins of the black stone.

In the process of moving forward, Jiang Ming also tried to use a wave of spiritual power. After all, there was no gray fog in this place, so maybe he could use the means of a cultivator.

But as soon as he unleashed his spiritual power, his expression changed.

hum~

Invisible power descended from the void, as if it could obliterate everything... Jiang Ming hadn't felt that familiar and terrifying feeling for many years.

chi chi chi ~

Bloodstains appeared on Jiang Ming's body surface, some were deep enough to show the bones, some pierced through the heart, even the neck was covered with blood, and his head was almost beheaded... In just a moment, Jiang Ming suffered a terrifying and fatal blow. hurt.

If it were any other cultivator, he might have died here in just this moment...

In Jiang Ming's mind, the Immortal Source Light activated in time to quickly repair his injury, and he recovered in a blink of an eye.

"This is... the land of forbidden spirits!"

Jiang Ming's eyes were shocked. This deep underground space has exactly the same rules as the mortal world where Yunmeng Mountain is located, and all means related to spiritual power are forbidden.

Even the rules here are colder and crueler, and the backlash after touching the rules is even stronger, and it almost makes someone's head fall in an instant.

Even though Jiang Ming has established the foundation of martial arts, such a body is still as fragile as paper in front of the mysterious and terrifying rules, no different from ordinary people...

Jiang Ming took a deep breath, stopped using the means of cultivating immortals, and continued to walk deep into the ruins, his mind was full of thoughts and he was greatly touched.

"This mysterious ruin has existed for far more than ten thousand years, I don't know how long it is... Could it be that the mortal world also has an incomparably long secret?"

Looking at the incomparably magnificent ruins, he suddenly had a thought: "Maybe the rules of heaven and earth in the mortal world were not born naturally, but are man-made just like this place..."

"Perhaps tens of thousands of years or even longer ago, that mortal world was also a prosperous place for cultivating immortals. Yunmeng Mountain, Jiulong Lake, Leiyin Valley...maybe all buried ancient secrets of inheritance!"

But Jiang Ming couldn't figure out what kind of shocking means could change the world, change the world, and give birth to such terrifying and cruel rules.

He subconsciously looked towards the deepest part of the ruins, that ray of light piercing the sky...

"Perhaps, all the secrets can be peeped into a trace..."

Jiang Ming suppressed all the doubts in his heart, and continued to move towards the twilight.

Shh~

However, just as Jiang Ming was moving forward at high speed, a piercing sound suddenly came from behind.

Jiang Ming's eyes were startled, and he looked back quickly.

I saw a pitch-black sword shadow rushing out of the mist passage, and after spinning a few times in the air, it seemed to have discovered Jiang Ming, and issued a clear sword cry, and stabbed towards him.

"Fuck...why is this ghost thing!"

Jiang Ming's eyelids twitched, and he exerted his martial arts power with all his strength, his blood energy rippling on his body surface, and he ran forward without looking back.

When they were in the cave, Li Qianya and others would rather give up the ten-thousand-year stone spirit blood than fight for the black stone sword. Jiang Ming knew how precious this thing was without asking...

However, he also knew that this thing might not be something that everyone could play with. It was weird and scary. He had been asleep for an unknown amount of time, and when he woke up, he could kill several genius disciples in the Paradise of Heaven.

"And the foundation builder didn't come here, how could he let the black sword escape?"

Jiang Ming was startled, could it be that the black sword is also an old coin that has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? Even foundation builders can't suppress it?

With this in mind, Jiang Ming directly used the Duanmai Meridian, which he hadn't used for a long time, and the blood in the tendons exploded, and the speed increased again.

However, as soon as he exploded with blood, the black sword behind him seemed to be even more excited, bursting into bloody ripples, and the speed increased to the extreme, quickly approaching Jiang Ming.

"Your uncle... why are you chasing me? I didn't hit you!"

Jiang Ming turned his head and looked, shocked and speechless. He found that the speed at which he exploded with all his strength was not as fast as the black stone sword.

"It is indeed something that can be placed in front of the body of a martial arts master when he is about to die..."

Jiang Ming secretly thought, but the more this happened, the more he didn't want to mess with this thing, and continued to run with his head buried in his head. The blood in his body was already brewing, and when he really waited for this ghost to catch up, he would give it a hard punch.

However, the next moment, something happened that made Jiang Ming even more chilly.

I saw the black sword trembling in the air for a while, as if it had been jolted, and sensed Jiang Ming's anger. At this moment, bloody ripples were rippling, and at the same time, a voice came into Jiang Ming's ears:

"Fellow Daoist, please stay, you and I are not enemies!"

"I'm damn...is this alive?" Jiang Ming felt a chill down his spine, friendly army?

What about friendly Nima!

He turned a deaf ear and continued running.

Shh~

Shh~

In the dark ruins, one person and one sword flew back and forth, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm really a good person... Bah, what a sword!"

"Fellow Daoist, let's find a place to sit down and talk..."

"Fellow Daoist, I really have no malicious intentions, I just sensed a familiar aura on you!"

"Fellow……"

Jiang Ming's head was full of black lines, and he felt a sharp pain in his head. Could it be that this black sword has not spoken to anyone for ten thousand years, and is holding back a little crazy?

"Familiar breath? Could it be that I inspired the black slate and was sensed by this neuropathy?" Jiang Ming thought, the black sword and the black slate come from the same source, maybe there is really some connection.

But Jiang Ming didn't know anything about the Black Stone Sword, so it was impossible for him to stop after a few words...

boom……

At this moment, in the distance behind him, another figure suddenly rushed out of the fog passage.

It was a burly young man. After a little observation, he found the residual blood energy in front of him. The blood energy on his body surface was rippling, and his whole body was like a cannonball, rushing forward suddenly.

"In this forbidden spirit place, let me see where you can escape..."

There was a sneer on Lu Qianshang's face, this is his home field, even if the alchemy cultivator came, he would have to hold grudges here.

...

"It seems to be approaching the core..."

Deep in the ruins, Jiang Ming murmured.

In front, the ruined palaces have gradually become scarce, replaced by an endless scorched black land, as if encountering a shocking fire, with arm-thick cracks all over the place, spreading in all directions like spider veins.

And the farther you go, the denser and thicker the cracks are. From a distance, some even look like a big rift valley, and the front seems to form an abyss...

And in that abyss, there seems to be the faint light in the front...

"It looks like some terrifying force descended from the sky... It directly hit the ground, causing such a scene!"

Jiang Ming was terrified, what kind of terrifying force was that to blast out such a rift.

At this moment, Jiang Ming also had a palpitation in his heart, and suddenly sensed danger.

He suddenly turned his head to look, and saw a small black speck jumping and flying among the ruins far away, approaching this place.

And that black sword has disappeared without a trace, and I don't know where it is hidden.

"It seems that it's not completely crazy..." Jiang Ming was speechless.

"It should be the cultivator who established the foundation, catching up..."

Immediately, Jiang Ming looked at the figure approaching quickly from behind, his eyes moved slightly: "I guess this person is also a warrior, otherwise he would not be able to rush out of the fog passage."

"However, judging from this speed, it seems that it is not as fast as me casting the Broken Meridian... I guess I am also a martial arts foundation builder?"

Jiang Ming was not too surprised. Before he practiced Qi and built a foundation, he first attacked the martial arts foundation, so it was extremely difficult.

However, if after practicing qi and building a foundation, and then going back to improve the martial arts cultivation level and carry out martial arts foundation building, as long as there are enough resources to pour in, the difficulty of building a martial arts foundation will be much smaller.

"It's just that building the foundation of martial arts requires an astonishing amount of resources. The geniuses of ordinary small sects probably don't have the capital to do this... It's worthy of being a cave."

And Jiang Ming has nothing to envy. It is easy to build a foundation first by practicing Qi and then building a foundation in martial arts, but Jiang Ming has not seen in various classic records that this kind of foundation can wash the scriptures and cut marrow. Obviously, Jiang Ming practiced martial arts first. Building a foundation, the benefits obtained are much greater.

"But you chased here, and you still want to kill me... Isn't it a bit too high?"

Jiang Ming suddenly smiled.

What he was afraid of was a cultivator in the foundation stage, not a martial artist who established a foundation in martial arts... In this land of forbidden spirits, the opponent cannot use spiritual power, but he has the indestructible source light as his hole card, but he has no fear at all.

And even if he only uses martial arts cultivation, Jiang Ming thinks he can crush all enemies at the same level... More than 200 years of painstaking practice are spent in vain.

"If you flee further, if you suddenly escape outside this forbidden spirit area, it will not be so good if you can use your foundation-building cultivation for convenience..."

"Since that's the case, the only way to solve this trouble is here!"

With this in mind, Jiang Ming stopped suddenly, stood on the scorched ground, turned around and waited for the enemy to come.

Huh~

In the fissures of the earth, strands of black mist were transpiring, almost invisible to the naked eye. Jiang Ming didn't notice the black mist until he stopped.

"This seems to be the same thing as the black gas in the fog channel..."

Jiang Ming glanced at the abyss where the faint light was. Could it be that the black mist and the land of forbidden spirits were all caused by the terrifying force that sank this place?

"Wait until the enemy is resolved, then go exploring!"

Jiang Ming's thoughts converged, and the figure in front of him also approached quickly, coming down in a moment.

boom……

Exuberant blood filled the air, and two indifferent eyes stared at Jiang Ming as if overlooking ants.

"I didn't expect that among the young people today, there are still martial arts practitioners..."

Lu Qianshang didn't seem to be in any hurry, and nodded appreciatively: "Boy, what kind of cultivation level... but he has cultivated to a martial arts master? Such a martial arts genius is really amazing, it would be a pity to kill him, hand over everything, I will save you from death, and bring you back to Cangming Cave, where you will flourish from now on!"

Jiang Ming said with a faint smile: "Warriors should go forward bravely, but they should not be arrogant... With my seniority, maybe being your grandfather is enough, so don't speak big words, be careful to flash your tongue."

"Hahaha... that's crazy!" Lu Qianshang laughed loudly: "I, Lu Qianshang, love talents. You and I practice martial arts together. I will give you one last chance... If you don't obey, you will die!"

But from the beginning to the end, Lu Qianshang's eyes were indifferent, obviously he didn't take Jiang Ming too seriously, he just regarded Jiang Ming as an interesting ant, if he obeyed, he would be under his command, if he didn't, he would be killed directly.

"Lu Qianshang?"

When Jiang Ming heard the name, he was slightly taken aback, as some memories seemed to appear in his mind.

After the battle for the king of medicine, Jiang Ming traveled the mountains and rivers for decades incognito. A generation of old people passed away, and new martial arts legends were born in the rivers and lakes, and martial arts masters became famous all over the world.

Although Jiang Ming did not participate in all kinds of turmoil, he had heard the names of some martial arts masters...

"Lu Qianshang, seems to be a rising master of Yunguo?" Jiang Ming murmured in his heart, and then looked at the person in front of him strangely.

After all, this Lu Qianshang is Jiang Ming's grandson, so he is a bit flattered...

I didn't expect to meet fellow villagers in this world of cultivating immortals!

"However, I have killed quite a few fellow villagers, not more than this one!"

Jiang Ming's eyes were calm, and he said with a half-smile, "Xiao Lu, when you were in your hometown... have you ever heard of a name?"

A sullen look flashed in Lu Qianshang's eyes, and he was about to kill this ignorant kid directly, but when he heard the person in front of him spit out a name that shocked him.

"nameless!"