As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

Jiang Ming smiled. The people from the Pillfire Hall had invited him to be a part of their team. However, he rejected them. What a joke! He was practically a celebrity in the Plant Hall! Why would he leave them?

Jiang Ming walked into the courtyard. The smell of medicine suddenly filled the air.

In a corner of the courtyard was a small patch of spirit herbs. It looked lush and healthy.

Earlier, the spirit energy in the cave abode was thin, and Jiang Ming was reluctant to use his spirit energy to supplement any spirit herbs he planted. Now that the spiritual energy was dense and he had mastered the Misty Rain Technique, planting spirit herbs was a wonderful investment. Moreover, he could sell the herbs themselves if needed.

Jiang Ming waved his hand, and misty rain fell over the little field.

Jiang Ming looked at the dense rain and realized that he had fully mastered the Misty Rain Technique.

However, this was not because of his outstanding talent. It was because he had been practicing the Misty Rain Technique for almost a hundred years.

"I'm probably the only one who will ever reach such a profound master of this technique!"

The lifespan of ordinary immortal cultivators was only a couple of centuries. Why would they spend time perfecting this useless spell?

The benefits of mastering the technique were obvious. Jiang Ming's spirit herbs were much richer and tougher than the spirit herbs sold in the market.

"If I can get some rare spirit herb seeds, it might be a way to make a fortune!"

Harvesting spirit rice was, after all, a difficult job with a low profit margin. On the other hand, harvesting and selling spirit herbs had very high profit margins.

"Huh? Are those weeds?"

After the spiritual energy in the cave was rich, weeds were also nourished by the spiritual energy and became much more tenacious. They would grow every few days.

Jiang Ming patted the spirit beast bag on his waist and a chubby white radish jumped to the ground.

This spirit beast bag was originally used by immortal cultivators to cultivate demonic beasts. However, the King of Medicine seemed to like it. This was good. The chances of it being discovered were much lower now.

"Go and pull out the weeds. Once you pull out all the weeds, you will be rewarded with a piece of golden ginseng," Jiang Ming said with a wave of his hand.

The King of Medicine raised its head and looked at Jiang Ming with eager eyes.

"You want to eat first and then work? That's what you said last time. And then you hardly ended up working!"

Jiang Ming said unhappily. However, when he saw the chubby little radish's pitiful expression, he softened a little.

"Forget it. I'll give you one more chance."

He gave the chubby little radish a piece of golden ginseng, and it gobbled it up immediately.

Jiang Ming's face was gloomy. He finally understood why this thing was regarded as a pest.

The King of Medicine ate until its belly was round. It began to pull the weeds slowly. Jiang Ming also began to walk to the training field and continued to practice the Five Elemental Arts.

After fifteen years of cultivation, he was at the peak of the seventh level of the Qi Refinement Realm. He was only one step away from the eighth level

"I'll make a breakthrough in a few days."

Jiang Ming made an estimation. According to historical records, it took a very long time to break through levels in the late stage of the Qi Refinement Realm.

"I might need about forty years to reach the peak of the Qi Refinement Realm. In the future, I'll have to pay attention to Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation techniques!"

Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators could not rely on mere practice. They needed an appropriate technique as well.

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Three days later, the spiritual energy in Jiang Ming's courtyard suddenly became chaotic and gathered in one place.

The center of the spiritual energy was where Jiang Ming was sitting. His aura fluctuated for a while and finally soared. He had finally stepped into the eighth level of the Qi Refinement Realm stage!

"I've finally broken through. Let me try my strongest attack again."

He pretended to be holding a sword and suddenly slashed forward! A sharp blade of spiritual energy shot out.

It was as fast as lightning. An ear-piercing sound resounded as an inch-deep gash appeared on a small black shield.

"Ah!"

Jiang Ming felt excruciating pain in his spiritual core. However, he did not care. Instead, his eyes lit up. The Mystic Water Shield was said to be able to block all attacks below the Foundation Establishment Realm. Although he could not completely break it just yet, he could finally leave some damage!