As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

Let’s not talk about the master-disciple relationship, but in the process of handing over, everyone will be old, and they will have to wait for him to treat them when they are born, old, sick and dead, so why make troubles for themselves.

However, the three old men were persistent and looked at each other, thinking in their hearts.

Is it because our sincerity is not enough?

Then the old man with the huge beard cut off his beard first, and took out the treasures of thousands of years from his pocket.

A small shell appeared in front of Jiang Ming, dotted with countless dots.

"This is a pearl shell that has been deposited for thousands of years in the dragon clan. This shell has been kissed by countless rare mermaids. It contains a lot of inexhaustible magic power. Please accept it, master."

The old man with the huge beard had already shown such sincerity, and the other two old men did not show any weakness, they took out their treasures one after another, and cut off their most cherished and favorite things one by one.

Seeing the sincerity of the three old men as if they were dying, Jiang Ming suddenly felt embarrassed. "You all get up quickly, what is this for? This is too much for a junior like me, and I'm also embarrassed to let other people see it."

Just as he was saying this, a loud voice yelled, "Why are you so useless? You've completely embarrassed me!"

It was Zhou Yongdao, the master of the three old men who yelled. He glared angrily, and he felt that the three old men did not live up to expectations.

He glanced at Jiang Ming first, snorted softly, and then looked at the three old men.

Jiang Ming couldn't help but feel that he was very innocent, and spread his hands.

It's not that he made these three old men worship him as a teacher, and he doesn't want these three old men to worship him as a teacher.

When the three old men saw the master coming, they trembled immediately, then glanced helplessly at Jiang Ming, and shouted at Master Zhou Yongdao, "Master, we are wrong, we shouldn't be like this."

Master Zhou Yongdao took a deep breath, and then said, "Do you still remember the task I gave you?"

The three old men looked at each other, seeing confusion in each other's eyes, and were a little puzzled, "What mission?"

Zhou Yongdao smiled and looked at the three old men, "Sure enough, you forgot, I want you to close the secret realm and block that monster."

Hearing that there was a monster, Jiang Ming couldn't help being curious, "What monster?"

"When adults talk, children don't interrupt."

Daoist Zhou Yong was extremely displeased with Jiang Ming and shouted at Jiang Ming.

The old man with fairy ears was grateful for Jiang Ming's treatment of him, and explained, "That monster often enters and exits the secret realm, endangers all kinds of people, and even deceives the little girl under the pseudonym Yu Yunlong."

"Yu Yunlong? That's a good name, this monster knows how to name it."

Jiang Ming admired at the side.

The words of the old man with Elf Ear and Jiang Ming made Zhou Yongdao face blackened.

"Child, why did you interrupt me? Do you want to die?"

"These words are strangely familiar."

Jiang Ming thought about it, sighed and said.

"you!"

Master Zhou Yongdao felt that he was going to explode with anger, and then looked at the three old men.

"Apprentices, where did this nameless servant come from?"

Master Zhou Yongdao touched his chin and looked at Jiang Ming.

The scrutinizing eyes made Jiang Ming extremely uncomfortable, Jiang Ming said avoiding, "We can talk if we have anything to say, but don't look like this."

"I'm here to find medicinal herbs."

"What medicine do you want?"

Daoist Zhou Yong became curious, looked at Jiang Ming and said.

Jiang Ming said seriously, "The medicinal material is called Nagasaki grass, and it is said to be in the secret realm."

Daoist Zhou Yong suddenly raised his jaw in surprise, "Nagasaki grass? Why do you want Nagasaki grass?"

Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, then looked at Master Zhou Yongdao, "What's wrong with Nagasaki Grass?"

Daoist Zhou Yongdao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and looked at Jiang Ming, "The Nagasaki grass grows in the stomach of that monster. If you want the Nagasaki grass, you have to cut open its stomach, otherwise you won't be able to get the Nagasaki grass."

"Monster belly?"

Jiang Ming couldn't help but think of a picture.

Sikong Wu Yuan ate the monster's saliva, still relishing it.

Thinking of this scene, he couldn't help but shiver.

Master Zhou Yongdao laughed, "You wouldn't use it for human consumption, would you? That monster has a lot of poisonous saliva in its stomach."

"Can't this saliva be filtered?"

Jiang Ming thought for a while, then spoke seriously.

"It can be filtered, but how can you guarantee that your technology is good? This filtering technology is not something that ordinary immortals can do."

Daoist Zhou Yong couldn't help becoming more curious about Jiang Ming, "You can't enter the secret realm now, because the secret realm is about to be sealed."

"Can't you let me in before it's sealed off? I need this Nagasaki grass very much."

Jiang Ming pursed his lips and fell silent.

He really didn't want Sikong, Wu Yuan and Liang Sisi to become like that.

He felt that Sikong, Wu Yuan and Liang Sisi could still be saved.

Master Zhou Yongdao became serious, "It's okay to enter the secret realm, but you must defeat me, otherwise I won't let you enter the secret realm."

Hearing this, Jiang Ming already knew what Zhou Yongdao meant, and a long sword appeared in his hand, "Okay, let's start."

Seeing that their master and the master who wanted to worship were about to fight, the three old men panicked and knelt down to them.

"Is there anything we can't talk about? Why do we have to use knives and guns? What is there to argue about these things? We are all family."

The old man with a huge beard spoke first, his eyes were in a hurry.

The mossy old man immediately followed suit, "Yes, master, I beg you to understand a little bit, if there is a conflict between you, we will make it difficult for us."

"A group of guys who are not doing enough, but doing more than failing!"

Zhou Yongdao was so angry that he hit the three old men with his fly whisk.

Jiang Ming looked at Zhou Yongdao's appearance, and began to persuade, "This is a matter between the three of us, and has nothing to do with other people. Let's start quickly. I really need to enter the secret realm, so don't waste the time to seal the secret realm. .”

Originally, Daoist Zhou Yong wanted to teach his apprentices well.

Seeing this, he felt that there was nothing wrong with what Jiang Ming said, so he agreed, "You are right, then do this."

Hearing that Zhou Yongdao agreed, Jiang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

If Mr. Yongdao has been persistent this week, then he doesn't know when he will get Nagasaki grass.

The illnesses of Sikong Wu Yuan and Liang Sisi cannot be delayed, no matter what he said, Liang Sisi and Sikong Wu Yuan cannot be allowed to continue like this for the rest of their lives.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ming became more serious, and his eyes became sharper.

Master Zhou Yongdao was not to be outdone, and the fly whisk in his hand was eager to try.

After a while, the two began to exchange ideas.

The fly whisk was used extremely nimbly by Daoist Zhou Yong, and it could completely match Jiang Ming's sword.