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nFire Cloud Grass

nTime flew by, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

nThe morning breeze was cool, and there were already many people practicing fist techniques on the training ground.

nJiang Ming also got up early and came here to practice the Leather Tiger Bone Technique.

nIn half a month’s time, Jiang Ming still had not broken through to become a third-class martial artist, but he was not in a hurry. The martial arts experience and skills he learned here were things that he could not learn in his life in Peace Town.

nAlthough he was already a martial artist, he was still lacking in experience and skill. Now, he could endure the loneliness and trained hard every day. In addition to Peng Lu’s daily training, his actual combat ability had increased rapidly, and his blood Qi was also more stable.

n“It’s a pity that I haven’t had a chance to drink a bowl of secret martial arts medicine until now.” Jiang Ming was shocked.

nPeng Lu was a true martial artist. Even if he suppressed his strength, up until now, no one could last six or seven moves under his hands.

n“I was planning to fish in troubled waters once someone could withstand ten moves. Then, I’d pretend to be lucky and get a bowl of medicinal stew.”

nHowever, since no one passed the test, Jiang Ming did not want to stand out and attract too much attention. Anyway, he would be able to drink it in three months. A few months was nothing to him.

nSuddenly, a strong wind came from behind him, like a fierce tiger roaring and pouncing at him.

n“It’s Peng Lu.”

nJiang Ming cursed in his heart. He turned around and threw a punch, but it hit the air.

n“Master Guan?” Jiang Ming was shocked when he saw the man. Did he find out that he was a martial artist?

nIn a flash, Jiang Ming did not dodge. He stomped his feet, and his fist force turned into a claw, aiming at Guan Feng’s heart.

nIt was a completely life-risking fighting style.

nHowever, Guan Feng’s figure flashed and bypassed Jiang Ming’s attack, going around to his side and back.

n“Not good!” Jiang Ming quickly turned around and saw that Guan Feng was already standing aside, looking at him with approval.

n“If you had backed away from my claw earlier, I would have been able to unleash my full power and easily tear your throat apart,” Guan Feng said in a calm voice. “However, you advanced instead of retreating. You used a desperate move to counter me and restrained the power of my move. Moreover, this kind of courage to exchange a life for a life might even scare the enemy away. ”

n“I’m still far from you, Master Guan,” Jiang Ming cupped his hands and said. It seemed that this guy only wanted to give him some pointers.

n“You’re already very good! I heard that you used to be an herb gatherer from Peace Town?” Guan Feng asked with a faint smile.

nJiang Ming was stunned and nodded.

n“Have you ever picked fire cloud grass?”

nJiang Ming’s heart skipped a beat, but he shook his head regretfully, “I haven’t seen one until now, but I heard that several people have already harvested it since last year.”

n“Medicine is rare; naturally, it’s hard to find fire cloud grass.” Guan Feng smiled mysteriously and encouraged him. “Practice well. Maybe when we return to Peace Town in the future, we’ll need you to bring us into the mountains to pick herbs.”

nThen, Guan Feng turned around and left. A question rose in Jiang Ming’s heart. What exactly was the origin of fire cloud grass? Why did the head hunter of Tiger Hunting Village pay attention to it?

nCould it be that there were some secrets in the fire cloud grass that he did not know about?

n“And what do you mean by returning to Peace Town?”

nJiang Ming could not help but think of the strangers who said they were going to build a big building in the town before they left.

nCould it be that the Tiger Hunting Village was also involved?

n“The world is in chaos. I’d better practice. ” Jiang Ming stopped thinking about it. The best way to avoid trouble was to have the strength to smash trouble with one punch.

nAfter breakfast, Jiang Ming and the others left and participated in the various chores in the village.

nA butcher like Wang Dong, who had been sent to deal with the corpses of his prey since he entered the village, now had the honorific title of “Master Wang.” He could eat free meat every day, which was much better than the kitchen.

nOn the other hand, Fang Lie taught the children in the village how to draw and read every day. His days were the most leisurely, and his progress in martial arts was the fastest. Now, he could even sense blood Qi from time to time. Guan Feng believed that he had the chance to become a martial artist within a year.

nAs for Huang Xiaoying, she practiced martial arts in a low-key manner every day and then helped the kitchen cook. She was the most low-key and hardworking person.

nThere were even a few times when Jiang Ming got up at night and saw Huang Xiaoying practicing her fist technique in the courtyard under the thin moonlight. However, it had been more than half a month, and she did not seem to have improved much.

n“I’m afraid what happened in her family is not a small matter,” Jiang Ming thought, but he had no intention of getting involved in other people’s affairs. His only purpose in coming to Tiger Hunting Village was to practice martial arts and become stronger.

n“Next, I’ll wait for Fang Lie to fully sense his vitality. I’ll also ‘improve’ a little. After all, only by improving can I be valued and obtain more martial arts resources.”

nJiang Ming did not want to stand out too much, but with a little genius like Fang Lie in front of him, Jiang Ming’s slight “improvement” would not attract too much attention.

nJiang Ming pondered as he walked to a side courtyard. The courtyard was filled with the fragrance of herbs, and there were many fresh or dried herbs piled up.

nThe main business of Tiger Hunting Village was to hunt in the mountains, but they would also bring back medicinal herbs when they encountered them. Jiang Ming’s main task was to help pick and sort out these medicinal herbs.

n“The harvest is not bad this time.” Jiang Ming laughed as he flipped through the pile of fresh herbs.

n“Ah, Ming, I was just waiting for you to come and deal with it.” A white-haired old man heard the noise and ran out of the house.

nTwo teenage girls in the courtyard were helping organize the medicinal herbs. They also ran to Jiang Ming and chattered, “Jiang Ming, you’re so amazing. Remember the little yellow flower that you picked out last time? I sold it next door for 300 copper coins. They said it was some kind of healing medicine. And that gray ginseng? It’s very useful for improving blood Qi. Why haven’t I heard of it before?”

nJiang Ming was not proud of himself even though they were praising him liberally. He had tasted countless plants in the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest and studied countless medicinal herbs. Naturally, his understanding of medicinal herbs was incomparable to that of ordinary people.

nThere were even many medicinal herbs that the pharmacists in this world had not discovered. They were all recorded in Jiang Ming’s archives. He had only casually shared his knowledge, but he managed to suppress these half-baked people in Tiger Hunting Village. The old pharmacist in the village even praised him endlessly.

nThese young girls were the family members of the village. They dared sell medicinal herbs for money to buy clothes to wear. They looked kind, but who knew when they would turn hostile because of unhappiness?

nJiang Ming did not want to provoke them. He smiled and squatted in front of the pile of herbs and began to sort them out.

n“By the way, there’s a job this afternoon. I wonder if Ming would like to go?” The white-haired old man looked at Jiang Ming, who was working hard, and suddenly laughed.

n“At your command, Pharmacist Feng!” Jiang Ming said. He was very clear about his position. He was now a small shrimp in Tiger Hunting Village, and he was mainly low-key.

nPharmacist Feng smiled with satisfaction. “More than half of the prey that we hunted has been sold to the big families in the city. Usually, it’s the men in the village who are responsible for transporting the prey over. It’s the spring hunt now, and many people have entered the mountains. The village is short of manpower.” He blinked and continued, “There’s a truck of goods this afternoon. They’re going to be delivered to the Wang family. You can follow me for a run if you have nothing to do. You can come to me and get a bowl of secret martial arts medicine to drink when you return. “

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