Immortal Skills - Chapter 161
161 Meeting Immortal Cultivators on the Road (2)
“Master.” A trace of confusion and fear flashed across Wu Hen’s face.
From a young beggar who had no parents, to a peerless Grandmaster who shocked the Cloud Empire, and then to the vast world of immortal cultivation, Wu Hen had long adapted and followed his master.
Jiang Ming stood up and said with a faint smile, “There’s no need to panic. You and I are both centuries old. You accompanied me all the way here. You have also found your own path of immortal cultivation. Now, it’s time for us to walk our own paths!”
Jiang Ming had never thought of controlling anyone’s life. He firmly believed everyone should walk their own path.
!!
Wu Hen was stunned. He had followed Anonymous for a long time and instantly understood what he meant.
He would never disobey his master’s orders.
“I will obey your orders, Master! If we meet again in the world of immortal cultivation, I will be at your service,” Wu Hen said with a bow.
Jiang Ming waved his hand and smiled.
Wu Hen bowed deeply again, turned around, and disappeared into the forest.
Jiang Ming looked at the rolling clouds in front of him. After a long time, he chuckled and said, “They’ve all left. I should go too!”
After ten years, he finally broke through to the sixth level of the Qi Refinement Realm. However, the spiritual energy in the dry well had already been exhausted.
No amount of spiritual energy in this world would let him break through to the next level. It was time to leave.
After a while, Jiang Ming returned to the dry well.
Master Si and Black Bean were still sleeping in the well, and no one knew when they would wake up.
In the field next to the dry well was where the King of Medicine sat.
The King of Medicine was born with a soul, so Jiang Ming was reluctant to eat it. All these years, he had only relied on the spirit energy that it naturally emitted to cultivate.
But even so, after its spiritual energy was exhausted, the King of Medicine could not bear it anymore. Two years ago, it fell into a deep sleep and never moved again.
“I hope you can come back to life when you reach the world of immortal cultivation.”
Jiang Ming shook his head, pulled it out of the ground, and stuffed it into his pocket.
Jiang Ming double-checked his belongings and knew there was not much he wanted to take. Ordinary weapons were almost no different from scrap iron in the world of immortal cultivation.
The next morning, Jiang Ming walked out of the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest and looked back at the towering mountain range that was shrouded in fog.
He did not know when he would come back again.
* * *
A figure slowly walked into the Red Pine Snowfield.
“I’m about a hundred and fifty years old…”
Jiang Ming walked slowly. Over the years, he had visited all the legendary places mentioned in the historical records he had studied before.
Today, his blood Qi was more condensed than ever before.
“It seems that I really can combine immortal cultivation and martial arts…”
Jiang Ming was confident that he could walk on this combined path.
“The temperature here is indeed not something ordinary people can withstand.”
Jiang Ming walked into the depths of the Red Pine Snowfield. It was getting colder and colder. He could not see any humans at all. There were hardly any animals. However, the ones that remained were ferocious beasts.
A few days later, Jiang Ming killed a snow wolf with one punch and dragged it into a valley in front of him.
He looked up and saw more than a dozen isolated peaks, which were like giant white swords piercing into the sky, surrounding a valley. It was said that when one was lucky enough, one could hear the sound of swords. This could trigger the blood Qi in a martial artist’s body and condense it.
However, countless Grandmasters had come to try, and it seemed that only a few had succeeded.
Jiang Ming did not have too much hope of succeeding. However, since he had come here, he would try.
Jiang Ming carried the snow wolf into the valley. He melted some snow and began to deal with the corpse skillfully. Finally, he began to roast its flesh over the bonfire.
He had killed a lot of ferocious beasts over the past few days. He was surprised to find that the flesh and blood of the ferocious beasts here also contained a strange power. It could nourish one’s blood Qi, making it purer and more exuberant.
“Maybe it’s because I’m approaching the world of immortal cultivation,” Jiang Ming muttered to himself.
While eating, Jiang Ming looked around the valley. When he triggered his heightened perception, it gave him a mysterious feeling. This feeling was similar to what he felt at the Nine Dragon Lake, Thunderclap Valley, Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest, and other legendary places. It seemed to have a wonderful rhythm.
“It’s not a bad idea to cultivate here for a while.”
Jiang Ming quickly made a decision. This place still belonged to this world anyway. In other words, he was still invincible. Thus, he was not afraid of meeting any cultivators from the world of immortal cultivation.
* * *
Half a month later, a blizzard raged in the valley.
There seemed to be the faint sound of swords clashing.
Jiang Ming began to practice his martial arts.
Suddenly, there seemed to be some other sounds mixed in with the swords clashing.
A few figures with extraordinary bearings slowly walked in from outside the empty valley.
“Eh? There’s someone here?”
A light and pleasant female voice could be heard.
“Ha! They should be someone from this mortal world. Probably a Grandmaster or something…”
“They’re just a bunch of country bumpkins who only know how to train their bodies. I’ll just drive them away.”
A few more voices rang out, their tone casual.
In the empty valley, Jiang Ming stopped and sighed. “What kind of rotten luck is this?”
However, he was not afraid of anything. Otherwise, he would not have stayed here for so long.
As the footsteps approached, five figures gradually appeared in the snow.
There were two beautiful young women and three young men. Their bodies were filled with spiritual energy. They were five immortal cultivators.
The three men’s white robes had a familiar lotus embroidered on them.
It was the symbol of the Fire Lotus Valley!
