Jiang Ming thought for a moment, then temporarily put these two immortal cultivation skills behind his mind and concentrated on studying the fireball technique.

"Although the fireball technique of cultivating immortals is the lowest level, the power of spiritual fire contained in it is beyond the ability of ordinary people to resist. I just don't know if it will be suppressed by the world if it is used..."

Jiang Ming pondered the film, but decided to practice it first before talking about it. So what if he suppressed it? Can he still crush me to death?

"But without cultivating the skills, it would be a bit difficult to master the auras produced through the Blood Qi Sacrifice..."

But what Jiang Ming is not afraid of the most is difficulties. If he can't practice in one or two days, he can't practice in one or two years... or even ten or twenty years...

"Blood Spirit Technique, Fireball Technique... go hand in hand!"

After setting the cultivation plan, Jiang Ming began to practice these two immortal cultivation techniques every day.

In addition, Jiang Ming has not stopped pursuing martial arts. He practices various boxing and sword skills every day, and has also improved in various martial arts skills...

He slaughtered several martial arts families and collected a lot of techniques and martial arts. In addition, the "Unknown One" has collected techniques over the years. Jiang Ming now has a variety of martial arts techniques that he has mastered. If he has time to sort them out,

, incorporated into one’s own martial arts system.

In his spare time, Jiang Ming would plant and raise vegetables around the house...occasionally go to the sea to catch fish, and play like a fool in the waves for a few days...

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Time flies, and the moss on the wooden house becomes thicker and thicker.

The wooden boats hidden on the shore are slowly decaying and broken...

After eight.

Seaside cliff.

Jiang Ming's eyes were leisurely, and he stood up wearing a tattered clothes.

"Have you finally reached the end of your training..."

Since the beginning of two years, the progress of tempering the blood and body with the spiritual energy refined by the Blood Spirit Art has been getting slower and slower...until today, it is finally difficult to make any progress.

He clenched his fist. His current strength was more than ten times stronger than when he first came to the isolated island. If he had another fight with Chen Dongfeng, he would probably be able to blow him to pieces with just one punch.

"Even a grandmaster can't compare to me in terms of pure blood energy condensation..."

Jiang Ming murmured, now, his martial arts realm is comparable to that of Chen Dongfeng, and even goes further. The artistic conception of martial arts is incomparably profound, and his blood power changes at will. However, he is still unable to take the last step.

"Change has reached its limit, but the final qualitative change requires an opportunity, which can only be achieved by sitting still..."

"It's time to leave!"

He put a few important books in his arms, looked back at the wooden house on the isolated island, the large areas of cultivated farmland around it, and the sea turtles lying leisurely basking in the sun in the distance, shook his head, and turned around to leave.

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It’s been years since I came back, and I don’t know what year or month I will come back... maybe I won’t come back either.

The boat on the shore was already rotten, so Jiang Ming did not build another one. After approaching the shoal, he jumped up... and landed steadily on the sea, bleeding from his feet. This chapter is not over yet!

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The vigorous trembling turned into ripples, falling away.

The half-step master's use of blood energy has reached a state of deification.

He stepped on the waves, walking on flat ground on the sea, and strode forward. With each step he took, he moved dozens of feet horizontally, dragging a white mark behind him, and quickly approached in the direction...

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In the early morning, it was pitch black between heaven and earth

Only the thin moonlight reflected some waves on the sea.

On the beach, several fishermen are organizing their fishing nets in preparation for today's fishing trip.

A fisherman packed his things and was about to get on the boat when he suddenly saw what seemed to be a small black dot in the distance, approaching quickly.

"Sharks? Seagulls? Not too bad..."

He murmured, watching the black spot getting faster and faster, rushing towards the side, and quickly called to other fishermen: "Look, what is that?"

Hearing this, everyone quickly looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a white wave trailing a long trail on the extremely dark sea surface, like a white electric light, shooting towards the coast quickly.

"Is it a boat? It's impossible, sharks aren't that fast..."

Everyone was shocked and confused. After fishing for so many years, they had never seen anything like this before.

However, soon, their faces showed a look of horror.

I saw the white mark approaching the shore, and the black spot at the front of the white mark became clearer and clearer. It vaguely looked like... it turned out to be a person.

"This, how can this be..."

All the fishermen were frightened and stared blankly at the figure walking across the sea. In the blink of an eye, they were approaching the beach. As soon as their feet touched the water, they spread out like a bird in flight and landed on the shore.

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A big man with a sad face, his hair disheveled, his clothes in tatters, but his eyes were like torches, shining brightly in the darkness.

He glanced at these fishermen and said dullly: "What age are we now?"

One of the fishermen stammered, thinking that he had met an immortal from this world. The bold one said tremblingly:

"Report to the Immortal, now is the Great Yan Dynasty, and this year is the fifteenth year of Jinglong!"

"The Yan Kingdom has not been destroyed yet?" Jiang Ming was surprised.

The fisherman hurriedly bowed and said: "Report to the Immortal, now the Feiyun Army, the Qingxuan Army and the Xiaoyan Kingdom are in a three-way alliance... They have been conquering for several years, and the world has been in chaos until now, but there is still peace."

"I see……"

Jiang Ming was thoughtful and left without looking back...
Chapter completed!