Yuantian Pidao

Chapter 3 Talisman
The sky is just getting bright, but the chill is still there. It is still a bit cold in March.

Under the peach wood, on the stone bench, looking at the braised pork, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, seaweed egg drop soup and steamed buns in front of him, Jiang Chen pursed his lips, picked up the chopsticks, and after hesitating for a moment, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth.

Chewing it carefully, the soft and glutinous texture and the perfect sweetness left Jiang Chen speechless for a moment. At this moment, the only sound in the entire courtyard was the breeze blowing through the treetops.

"good."

The meat entered his stomach, and the aftertaste remained. Jiang Chen gave his own evaluation.

To be honest, the braised pork that Shitou sent was just average, at most the portion was quite large. After all, the conditions of the Dangjiang bandits were limited. But Jiang Chen hadn't eaten this kind of normal food for a long time since he came here at the end of the world. This was the taste of his childhood or his memory, so it was naturally great to eat it again now. It was a kind of sentiment.

Filling a bowl of soup, Jiang Chen looked at the meat, vegetable and soup in front of him and savored them carefully. He ate very slowly, as if he wanted to engrave the taste of each dish into his memory.

After a long time, after eating and drinking his fill, Jiang Chen finally stopped what he was doing.

"I used to be a big boss among the Dangjiang bandits. My status was not low, only below the three bosses. Naturally, the food was good. If I want to eat better food in this Dangjiang bandit group, I'm afraid I have to go further. After all, in Jiang Wang's memory, each of the three bosses of the Dangjiang bandits had his own private chef."

"Especially the head chef, Tie Ren Tu. His personal chef was once the head chef of a large restaurant. Rumor has it that his ancestors even produced imperial chefs. His cooking skills alone are probably unmatched in Qinghe County. Previously, when he was drunk, Tie Ren Tu even said that even the county magistrate in Qinghe County couldn't eat as well as he did. I think his rumors are not groundless."

His thoughts wandered, and Jiang Chen thought of the situation of the Dangjiang bandits from the food in front of him.

The Dangjiang Bandits are a huge bandit group entrenched in Qinghe County. There are hundreds of bandits with considerable strength. Many of them have practiced martial arts. Those who can become small leaders have basically practiced some basic martial arts. The six big leaders all have their own specialties. They have mastered at least one martial art to a proficient level. They can be considered second-rate in the underworld and are truly strong men.

As for the three bosses, each of them has mastered a martial art to perfection, breaking stones and splitting rocks is a piece of cake for them, they are truly first-class figures. It is precisely because of their existence that the Dangjiang bandits can gain a foothold on Muyu Island without fear of wind and rain.

"There are three leaders of the Dangjiang bandits: the third leader, Zhao Meng, the master of the Seven Wound Fists; the second leader, Zhou Quan, the master of the Sky Eagle Claws; and the eldest leader, Iron Man Tu. With my current strength, the first two are not to be feared. I have begun to refine my body. Although I may not be their opponent with my physical strength alone, I still have spiritual abilities. Killing them is not a problem at all."

"The only one worth worrying about is the head Boss, Iron Man Tu. His background seems to be somewhat unusual, and his real name is unknown. Most importantly, he is not just a first-rate warrior. He is suspected of practicing a magic spell, making his body as strong as iron, invulnerable to swords and knives, and possessing immense strength."

His thoughts fell on the big boss, Tie Ren Tu, and Jiang Chen fell into deeper thinking.

The practice in this world is quite strange. The real magic can only be used after advancing into Qi training, opening up the Qi Sea and Dantian, and condensing the true Qi. The Inspiration Realm cannot control these mysterious magics, and can only rely on the strength of the physical body.

However, later on, some people split and simplified the spells, which made it possible for those in the Inspiration Realm to master extraordinary powers. This is the art of talismans. Some of these talismans can even be practiced by mortal warriors. The only drawback is that it requires a greater price.

From ancient times to the present, any warrior who has tried to control the art of cultivation with a mortal body has basically had a difficult time ending up well. However, even so, warriors have never stopped pursuing the art of talismans. Some of them want to gain more powerful strength from it, and others want to find the possibility of cultivation from it.

"I'm a newcomer here, and my only knowledge of the outside world is Jiang Wang's memories. Although the Dangjiang bandits are a den of tigers and wolves, for me, compared to the darkness and unknown outside, this place is a rare safe place. After all, I am most familiar with it. What's more, with my current strength, I can barely be considered a crouching tiger among the Dangjiang bandits. It's not certain who will devour whom." Various thoughts flashed through his mind. After weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Chen made a decision to settle down in this bandit's nest for the time being. Although the bandit's nest was not good, according to some of Jiang Wang's scattered memories, other places were not a good place either.

The most important thing is that in Jiang Chen's opinion, compared to the doomsday he had experienced before, the atmosphere within the Dangjiang bandits was actually quite good.

"The tiger has no intention of harming humans, but humans have the intention of harming the tiger. Since we have decided to settle in the bandit's lair, we must hunt down the white deer as soon as possible. Its heart blood is essential for practicing the talisman technique and the blood-fire technique."

"As long as I can master this talisman technique, I'll be more confident in facing the Iron Man Slayer. There is no truly safe place in this world, but as long as I'm strong enough, then everywhere is safe."

Doomsday forges iron and blood, and Jiang Chen only believes in his own strength. He quickly made his own plan. Having made the decision, Jiang Chen did not delay at all and immediately began to pack some things, mainly some detoxification pills, wound medicine and an iron bow.

After doing all this, Jiang Chen called Shitou again, explained some things to him, and then walked into the mountains behind Muyu Island alone.

"Jiming Mountain."

Jiang Chen's body was as graceful and agile as willow catkins. He stopped on a big rock. An epiphany made him practice the willow catkins health-preserving exercise into his bones.

In the past, Jiang Wang practiced willow catkins to nourish his body for many years, and eventually developed a set of palm techniques, which earned him the name of the Heart-Destroying Palm. Now, he uses willow catkins to nourish his body, not only to improve his original palm techniques, but also to develop a set of body techniques, with his body like willow catkins, moving with the wind.

"It really is a poor and bad place."

Jiang Chen looked at the dark forest in front of him, which was blocked by the tree canopy and difficult to see the sky. He was thoughtful. After just observing for a moment, he found several dangerous places. There were poisonous snakes hiding under the dead leaves, poisonous insects lurking between the branches and leaves, and there were predators lurking in the darkness.

"It's rumored that there's a strange, venomous snake in Jiming Mountain. It's three feet long, with dark scales and a crest on its head that's bright red like blood. It's extremely venomous, and even gods and immortals can't save it from a bite. I wonder if I'll encounter one this time."

A thought came to his mind, and without hesitation, Jiang Chen, carrying a bow and arrow on his back, floated into the dense forest like willow catkins and was eventually swallowed by the darkness.

As Jiang Chen entered Jiming Mountain alone, some people on Muyu Island also turned their attention to Jiming Mountain.

"Sure enough, he really cares about Bai Lu. He couldn't wait to go there as soon as he got the news."

Under the dim light of the sky, a figure stood, gazing at Jiming Mountain in the distance, his eyes full of sinister intent.

(End of this chapter)