Shenzhou Medicine Master

Chapter 2 Ah, I've wronged you.

It was the mid-winter season at this time, and the mountain peak was cold and windy, but the four of them stood on the top of the peak, but they didn't show any signs of shrinking, as if they were exiled from the world.

Father Jiang suddenly sighed, "We are in trouble."

Mei Mei's icy eyes narrowed: "Is anyone else aware of the existence of Yao Yin Zi?"

Mother Jiang shook her head: "That's not true. We are so secretive, how can anyone know about it? The problem lies with Jiang Yao himself."

"What's wrong with him?" Mei Mei suddenly looked extremely concerned.I don't know, I thought she was very affectionate to Jiang Yao.

Father Jiang frowned and said, "Jiang Yao is already seventeen years old. According to the records of ancient books, Yao Ling's bone age is seventeen, and Yao Ling begins to awaken. However, I inspected his spiritual platform this morning, and I could not feel the slightest trace of Yao Ling. Breath. In other words, his medicine spirit is still sleeping."

"What? This..." Mei Mei's face instantly turned ugly, "Could it be that we made a mistake, he is not a medicine spirit?"

Father Jiang shook his head: "That's not true. How can there be any mistakes in the people that Master Soul has personally investigated? With Master Soul's profound knowledge and magical powers, it is absolutely impossible to miss the mark."

"There are hundreds of billions of medicinal spirits, and the vast majority of real people have never heard of medicinal spirits. The ancient records about medicinal spirits are not seen by ordinary people. If even people such as Soul Master can punch in the eye, the world is still in the dark. Who can discover the medicinal spirit body?"

Mother Jiang also said: "This is very true. What an amazing person, Master Soul, has he ever hit him? Besides, Baodan also has a Master Soul, how could he be so careless?"

Mei Mei quickly defended: "I don't mean to question Master Soul, so please don't misunderstand me." Between the words, she was very jealous of Master Soul.

"It's just that since Jiang Yao is definitely the introduction to medicine, why hasn't Yao Ling awakened when she is seventeen?"

The girl is very unhappy.

If there is a problem with the medicine introduction, how can you refine the treasure pill?Isn't the relationship of these years wasted and wasted?

Jiang's father said: "Master Soul once said to my father that there will be two obstacles in the medicinal spirit body before the age of eighteen. One is that at the age of nine, the soul may be dissipated. One year old Yaoling hasn't awakened yet."

"The first pass, we have passed. Jiang Yao suddenly fell ill when he was nine years old, and there is indeed a danger that his soul will dissipate. In fact, this test is the most dangerous, but the master of the soul said that it can only be left to fate. Fortunately, Jiang Yao is still alive and well. He made it past the nine-year-old mark."

Mother Jiang smiled and ruffled her hair, "Yao'er is indeed a good kid."

Jiang's father continued: "This second level, Master Soul once told my father the solution. It is to teach Jiang Yao to practice the exercises, open up his nine profound veins, and let him become a martial artist. Once he becomes a martial artist, The medicine spirit will be awakened immediately."

"The cultivation aptitude of the medicine spirit body will definitely not be bad. As long as we work together, we can make him a martial artist within a year. Otherwise, all previous efforts will be forfeited."

Mei Mei frowned, "We have all cultivated martial arts since we were young, everything is ready-made, and our qualifications are all above the second level, but we cannot become martial arts without three or five years. Enter the martial arts..."

"Don't worry. I understand this better than you. After all, I am older than you." Father Jiang said with certainty, "As long as the four of us teach him our own exercises, and then help him open his profound veins together, he Within a year, he will definitely become a martial artist."

"If you only teach one type of exercise, it's almost impossible to become a martial arts practitioner within a year. To be on the safe side, we forcibly give him all four types of exercises."

"To put it bluntly, this method is to pull the seedlings to encourage growth, to force the plug to force the water, and it is not conducive to future cultivation. The collapse of the Daoji is inevitable. However, he doesn't have to worry about the collapse of the Daoji. After a year, everyone else will die, where will there be? Can Daoji collapse?"

Mei Mei showed a sweet smile: "It's a good idea if you really want to do it within a year. However, this kid is not stupid at all. We suddenly taught him martial arts, and he must have doubts about his own background and our origins. It is not conducive to the consummation of the three feelings, but it is necessary to make up a speech."

"We have already made up the speech." Mother Jiang said with a smile, "It is said that we took Jiang Cai, you, and Jiang Yao from the distant Central Territory to the Southern Territory because we avoided the enemy. Because the enemy is too powerful, We dare not reveal the identity of Wuxiu, so we have to hide in the mortals and endure the humiliation and become serfs."

"I didn't teach him martial arts before, because I wanted him to live an ordinary life, because martial arts is too easy to expose. Now I have changed my mind and taught him because I am worried that the enemy will find him one day, and he will not have a chance to escape."

Mei Mei nodded: "Then just prevaricate him like that."

Jiang's father reminded: "We will work hard for another year. It is very important for Yaoyinzi's three feelings to be consummated. We must not let that boy find out that the three feelings are false. Once the chickens are beaten, my father will not spare me, and neither will your father. I will forgive you."

In fact, there is a very inconspicuous but fatal loophole in the reasons made up by several people.It's just that they thought that to deal with a mortal teenager, there was no need to make the story too round at all.

This is from the bottom of my heart to look down and ignore mortals.

As long as you don't practice martial arts, the medicine spirit body is also a mortal.The medicinal spirit body is indeed a physique that is not one in a hundred billion, but it does not mean that the medicinal spirit body can be born with strength.Medicine Spirit Body's martial arts qualifications are not necessarily stronger than other martial arts.

After the four of them discussed it, they immediately decided to teach Jiang Yao Xiu Wu on the second day.

Of course, just in case, combat skills are absolutely not taught, and weapons cannot be given, just teach him martial arts and heart methods, and he will be able to enter the threshold of martial arts.

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Early the next day, Jiang Yao and his father Jiang Qiao went to the manor against the cold wind to shovel snow for the crops.If the snow is too thick, crops are easily crushed to death.If this is the case, not only will there be no food to eat next year, but the Linggu tax will not be paid, and the family will be finished.

There were quite a few serfs who were beheaded by Lord Wu Xiu because they were unable to pay the Spirit Valley due to natural disasters.

In the huge manor, there are already thousands of serfs, shoveling snow with shovels, busy and hard.They worked silently in the cold wind, and everyone looked sad.

This manor belongs to Lord Xiang Rang.

The land with a radius of [-] miles is the fief of Lord Xiang Rang.The hundreds of thousands of mortals on the ground in this area of ​​five hundred miles are all slaves of Lord Xiang Rang.

Jiang Yao, who had been here for eight years, had already inquired and understood that the so-called Lord Xiang Rang was not only a very powerful real martial artist, but also a retainer of Lord Li Shan.This fief was awarded to Lord Xiang Rang by Li Shanjun.

So where is Li Shanjun holy?
That is a god-like big man.

The serfs didn't even dare to mention the three words Li Shanjun, for fear that there is a [-] in [-] chance of offending Li Shanjun.

Li Shanjun is the head of the Lishan Department.In Jiangyao's understanding, it is actually a tribal leader.

However, this tribe is simply too big.The surrounding area for thousands of miles is the site of the Lishan Department.It can be said that Jiang Yao is not only the serf of Lord Xiangrang, but also the serf of Lord Li Shan.

Of course, he had never met Li Shanjun, not even Lord Xiang Rang.Not to mention him, even the elderly serfs, most of whom have never seen Lord Xiang Rang.

The very few old serfs who had met Mr. Xiangrang said that Mr. Xiangrang has lived for more than 800 years, and he is still very young and handsome. He is really a fairy.

The people who usually come to inspect the manor are the samurai under Lord Xiang Rang.

It is said that in the hands of Lord Xiangrang, there is an army of warriors with hundreds of people.

The army of warriors of hundreds of people is terrifying to think about.

When Jiang Yao first heard about "Army of Hundreds", she thought it was ridiculous. Can 100 people be called an army?But one day he saw a warrior smashing a ten-foot-large rock with one punch and leaping hundreds of feet, he realized that such a hundred warriors are enough to be called an army.

With such 100 people in hand, it is enough to destroy several armored divisions on the earth.Jiang Yao even wondered if there were any conventional weapons on earth that could deal with them.

Not only do they have terrifying strength and speed, and they have a life span of hundreds of years, they also have high-strength bodies.

Now, there is a martial cultivator on the manor, and it is the samurai sent by Lord Xiang Rang.

A black horse is like a black lightning, galloping from a distance to the manor in a blink of an eye.When the black horse was galloping, it hardly touched the ground. From a distance, it seemed to hang above the ground, and its speed was faster than that of the high-speed rail.

The sound of the horse's hooves was not "da da da", but like a car motor, connected together, and the rhythm could not be heard at all.

Miles!
It is said that the Wanlima can run thousands of miles a day and night, and it is the most common mount for Wuxiu, but ordinary Wuxiu cannot afford it.It is rumored that under Li Shanjun's command, there are a terrifying number of [-] cavalrymen, and everyone is equipped with such thousands of horses.

The Lishan Department fought with other military clans to compete for resources and land, and the main force was [-] cavalry warriors equipped with Wanli horses.

Jiang Yao only secretly glanced at the warriors who came on their horses, and hurriedly knelt down with all the serfs, prostrate on the ground, not daring to breathe.

Father Jiang Qiao also quickly knelt down and lowered his head.

"Master Wu Xiu..." The serfs said in a trembling voice, each one like a lamb in front of a tiger.

The warrior was dressed in black armor, with a long sword hanging from his left waist and a brocade bag hanging from his right waist.

It is said that the brocade bag is called a storage bag, which can hold a lot of things.Wu Xiu's usual food and utensils are hidden in that magical storage bag.

It seems to be similar to the ring in the online novel.It's just that Jiang Yao didn't understand why the samurai didn't hide the long sword in the storage bag.Wouldn't that be much more convenient?
Jiang Yao also heard that, just like not all martial artists have Wanli horses, not all martial artists can have storage bags and armor.

Especially that armor, it is not something that a casual martial cultivator can have.

The warrior looked at the thousands of serfs indifferently, with the look of a bored child looking down at a swarm of ants.

Ants can move, serfs can farm.

The samurai suddenly pointed to a small piece of crops, "Why is no one shoveling snow in that field? Huh?"

His voice was not loud, but he carried a blood-coagulating pressure.Obviously speaking the same as mortals, but it makes people feel extremely frightened.

"Sir..." An old serf took two steps forward with his knees, "If you go back to Lord Wuxiu, it is the land that the Cen family planted. The father and son of the Cen family are sick and can't work, so, so..."

The old serf did not dare to say any more, and was sweating profusely in the cold weather.

"Oh?" The warrior sat on the back of the bell-like Wan Lima, and asked with a half-smile, "Where is the Cen family?"

The old serf pointed to a location with a pale face, "Go back to the words of your lord, it's over there."

But before he finished speaking, he saw a flash of black light, shooting like an arrow, and suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.

The crowd had not recovered from their fear, and soon saw the dark horse come back like lightning, and the warrior on the horse had already raised two men in his hands.

The samurai threw it casually, and the two men fell to the ground.

It turned out that in just a few breaths, the warriors had already captured the Cen family and their son.

The father and son of the Cen family had a sick look on their faces, and it really looked like they were sick. It was not that they were lazy and didn't work.

But Jiang Yao understood that the father and son of the Cen family were going to be killed.

The manor did not stipulate that serfs could rest when they were sick.But there was no rule that serfs had to work if they were sick.

This place doesn't seem to have many rules and regulations, everything only depends on the likes and dislikes and mood of the superior.

This warrior is obviously not very happy today, so can the Cen family survive?
Sure enough, in the next instant, the warrior made a hand tactic, his palm swiped in the air, and only after hearing two "chichi", the heads of the father and son of the Cen family flew up, and the blood from their necks splashed out.

The two cavities of hot blood dripped on the snow, making a screeching sound, and the snow water transpired, reflecting the surrounding white snow, which was shocking.In the blood filled, all the serfs bowed their heads deeply, and the faint voice of the samurai sounded in their ears:

"The blood of these two slaves is hot. It means that they are not dead, and if they are not dead, they have to work. Do you understand? Next year's Linggu, one or two are indispensable."

"Understood...Understand..." The serfs said tremblingly, for fear that the samurai would continue to kill.

But their worries seemed superfluous.After a long time, when they raised their heads boldly, they found that the samurai had long since disappeared.

In fact, ginger medicine has long been surprised.In which year was there no serf beheaded by Wu Xiu in this manor?In the past few years, Jiang Yao has seen a lot of Wu Xiu slaughtering mortals, and it is not surprising.

It's good to be alive.

At noon, Jiang Yao followed Jiang Qiao back to the village for lunch.The serfs were physically exhausted and could not work in the afternoon without eating lunch.

Jiang Yao tried his best to maintain the appearance of a serf boy, and followed behind his tall father step by step.Looking at the white hair beside his father's ear, his back was already a little hunched, Jiang Yao couldn't help feeling a little sour in his heart.

Even if he is not his real father, even if he is a serf, that is indeed what a father should be like.Much better than his own irresponsible biological father.

Suddenly, my father stopped abruptly, looked in the direction the samurai was leaving, and sighed deeply.

"Yao'er, Dad may be wrong." Father Jiang showed a look of pain and regret, "It's because Dad is too timid."

"Father, you..." Jiang Yao looked at his father's expression and seemed to understand something.

"Yao'er." Jiang's father grabbed Jiang Yao's shoulders with both hands, his eyes were full of determination and hope, and he lowered his voice: "Yao'er, do you want to become a martial artist? As long as you want, Dad will teach you! Dad doesn't want to run away anymore. It's gone!"

"Dad... who are you?" Even though Jiang Yao was a very shrewd person, he couldn't help but look extremely surprised at this time.

Father Jiang nodded heavily, "Father is also a martial artist! So is your mother!"

Jiang Yao's happiness was not disguised, it was from the bottom of his heart, and he said excitedly, "Dad, so I don't need to be a serf anymore?"

Jiang's father's eyes were full of distress, "Son, I have made you a serf for so many years and suffered so many years, and I have wronged you. Alas, I can't think of me, Deng Jiu, who has been a hero for half a lifetime, but was forced to not dare to teach his son. Xiuwu, become an ant!"

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