Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

The Lianjiabao warrior in the yard hit a tired blacksmith on the back with a whip.

His skin was torn apart, and the pained blacksmith trembled all over his body.

"Master Huang, calm down. Lao Zhou hasn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights. It's understandable that he couldn't hold back for a while."

"That's right, we don't have any wages, and we have to stay up all night building weapons for your Lianjiabao. Why!"

Under extreme oppression, voices of resistance and reprimand came out one after another.

The Lianjiabao warrior snorted: "It's impossible to rebel! Let me tell you, this is Lianjiabao! Anyone who dares to challenge him will die!"

The scene was suddenly quiet.

Dozens of blacksmiths gritted their teeth, wishing they could eat Lianjiabao warriors alive.

"It's gone? If it's gone, work for me!" the Lianjiabao warrior urged, raising his whip to beat him.

"Master Huang, right?"

A thick and powerful palm suddenly rested on the shoulder of the Lianjiabao warrior.

The Lianjiabao warrior turned his head and saw a short-cut boy who was a head taller than him, as strong as a bull, with ordinary facial features and sharp eyes, standing behind him with a smile on his lips.

"Who are you, why have I never seen you?"

Fang Ping's voice was gentle, and he answered irrelevant questions: "Let's go, find a place where no one is around, and have a good chat."

"Where are you going? I still want to supervise them to build weapons, you...don't drag me...hey...what are you doing!"

The Lianjiabao warrior was terrified, he was dragged away by Fang Ping.The Lianjiabao fighters tried their best but failed to resist. They were dragged by Fang Ping into the darkness outside the yard almost like a puddle of mud.

In the alley where you can't see your fingers.

The Lianjiabao warrior shivered like a chick, leaning weakly against the corner of the wall. To be precise, he let Fang Ping throw it at will, and then threw it on the ground.

"You are not from my Lianjiabao!" The Lianjiabao warrior suddenly woke up and opened his mouth to call out.

The sandbag-sized fist slammed into the Lianjiabao warrior's face, and stopped when he was an inch away, but the fierce wind that hit his face still caused the Lianjiabao warrior's nose to break, and his head fell to the ground in bewilderment.

"You can try to see if you call for rescue first, or I punch your head first." Fang Ping's voice was not loud, but he shocked the opponent like a sharp sword piercing through his heart.

The Lianjiabao warrior wanted to cry, but he kowtowed like garlic: "Forgive me... Hero, please forgive me."

"I'll ask you an answer." Fang Ping didn't want to waste time, and got straight to the point: "In late September last year, Lianjiabao arrested a group of blacksmiths in the outer city of Shanyang County. Where are those people now placed?"

"Late September last year... it seems that there was such a thing."

"What about people?"

"I don't know. At that time, a group of blacksmiths were making weapons in Lianjiabao, and they disappeared after a few months."

"Missing? Missing in Lianjiabao? Do you think I will believe you?"

"Hero Mingjian, I am not in charge of that group of blacksmiths. You can ask Mr. Li Jackal, he is my immediate boss, and he knows the records of the personnel in the castle better than anyone else."

"Well, tell me where he is."

"In the small building outside the stone castle, I can lead the way for the heroes."

"No need." Fang Ping decisively twisted the neck of the Lianjiabao warrior.

Killing people is like slaughtering pigs and dogs, Fang Ping didn't have the slightest mood swing.

Half an hour later, in a room with uncertain candle lights, Li Jackal, who had cultivated eighth rank of martial arts, had his chest collapsed and lay unrecognizable in a pool of blood. He didn't know what happened, and was thrown to the ground as soon as he opened the door.

Before he died, Fang Ping tortured him and came up with some answers.

The blacksmith captured from Shanyang County in late September last year was sent to the stone castle in December, and the person who gave the order was Lian Feihong, the owner of the Lianjiabao.

"At the end, it's still a mess. Do I have to find that Lian Feihong? This Lian Feihong is the owner of the Lianjiabao. There is no doubt that he is a third-rank master. I am definitely not his opponent."

Fang Ping sighed, but the trip tonight was rewarding. There seemed to be some secrets in the Lianjiabao, which was hidden in the depths of the castle.

The orphans who were sent to the stone castle disappeared, and the blacksmiths who were sent to the stone castle by their father and brother also disappeared.

All kinds of signs indicate that there is some kind of secret hidden in the stone castle of Lianjiabao.

Outside the window, the north wind howled, and the stone fortress stood tall.

Before dawn, Fang Ping came silently and returned to Shanyang County silently.

It is worth mentioning that this trip also left hundreds of taels of silver.

the next morning.

A pot exploded in Lianjiabao.

"Who did it? Check it out for me! Sneak into my Lianjiabao and commit murder? This is openly opposing my Lianjiabao!"

Lian Feihong was furious, suspecting that it was the counterattack of the five gentry in the inner city.

His doubts were not unreasonable. The five tyrants in the inner city had suffered a complete defeat in their confrontation with Lianjiabao before. It was normal for them to jump over the wall and kill several warriors in Lianjiabao.

Chapter 38; The Great Fire

After returning from Lianjiabao, Fang Ping'an gave birth for a few days.

【Vision point: 136 (400/136)】

At noon that day, two people came from the courtyard.

"Second brother, someone is looking for you."

Fang Ying opened the door and shouted into the room.

"coming."

When Fang Ying walked out of the house and saw a man and a woman standing in front of the small courtyard, she was really surprised.

"It seems that Brother Fang still remembers us."

Wearing a white shirt and robe on the upper body, and an expensive jade pendant on his waist, Zhao Ziming said in a dignified manner, "I heard from Bai Yunfei two days ago that you broke through to the eighth rank, and we are here to congratulate you."

Sun Siyan, who came with him, had a slender neck and an extremely beautiful face, and said, "This house belongs to Bai Yunfei, right? If you come to my Sun's house, I can give you a yard in a better location."

Fang Ping is funny. When he went to the White Mansion to have a banquet not long ago, the two of them looked down on him from head to toe, a poor child born in an outer city. Now that he has broken through to the eighth rank, he is willing to condescend Come to win over yourself.

"I, Fang Ping, are just a common man, and I can't afford to be high. Ms. Sun should keep the house as a dowry."

Fang Ping, who had recovered his composure, bluntly rejected Sun Siyan's offer of an olive branch.

"There is always a price in life, and you can set the price you want." Lu Ziming saw through Fang Ping's appearance.

Don't you just want to sell it for a price, there must be a limit.

There are not a few eighth-rank warriors in Shanyang County, and he has already shown his sincerity by accompanying Sun Siyan.

Fang Ping glanced at the self-righteous Lu Ziming: "Go slowly, don't see him off."

"I don't know how to compliment you! You will regret it." Sun Siyan snorted and left.

"It's unlucky!" Fang Ping called to Fang Ying: "Sprinkle a basin of water outside the door, and don't open the door for such people in the future."

Sun Siyan, who hadn't gone far, heard it and turned around to argue with Fang Ping.

"I'll handle it." Lu Ziming stopped Sun Siyan with a gloomy expression.

He is not a big-hearted man.

The last time Fang Ping went to the White Mansion for dinner, there was such a commotion that everyone at the table was stunned and furious. Today he accompanied Sun Siyan to congratulate the win-win, and Fang Ping kicked them out without knowing how to praise them.

puff--

Fang Ying unsteadily poured a basin of water in front of the door.

Lu Ziming and Sun Siyan were not the only ones who knew that Fang Ping had broken through to the eighth rank. Not long after they left, several waves of people came to visit, all of them came to win over Fang Ping.

Some asked Fang Ping to watch the venue, and some asked Fang Ping to watch the nursing home.

After dismissing these people one by one, Fang Ping muttered, how many people did Bai Yunfei tell about his breakthrough to the eighth rank?

Just when Fang Ping thought so.

White House.

Bai Yunfei, who fell asleep until late in the afternoon, got up dizzy, and the concubine who was watching by the side immediately thoughtfully and tenderly offered sober soup, and asked Bai Yunfei to lean in his arms and rub his temples for Bai Yunfei .

"Husband, can't you drink less?" The concubine said delicately.

"What do you know, I, Bai Yunfei, have the ambition to be a Kunpeng!"

"Father, he said all day long that I'm not doing my job properly and making friends with friends. Now Brother Fang Ping has broken through to the eighth rank, and I have seen this early in the morning. Who will dare to say that I am idle and do not know people well from now on? "

Bai Yunfei showed his heart with flying eyebrows.

In the past few days, he traveled all over the clubs in the inner city, and everyone said that he had a good brother who broke through to the eighth rank.

……

late at night.

Fang Ping was practicing the "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique" in the visualization space.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of restlessness and imminent disaster.

"what happened?"

Fang Ping withdrew from the visualization space, a puff of pungent black smoke poured into his nose, and the flames outside the window blazed into the sky.

"on fire?"

Immediately, Fang Ping jumped up and rushed to the next room.

Thick smoke filled several rooms, and Li Rou Fangying, who was sleeping, inhaled so much smoke that she was unconscious.

Fang Ping wrapped the two of them in a quilt, jumped out of the window, and fell into the yard across the raging fire.

The flames were so intense that they swelled against the wind. Fang Ping had no time to put out the fire, and watched several houses burn to ashes.

"How could there be a fire for no reason?"

Fang Ping, who was sure that Li Rou and Fang Ying were only in a coma and that her life was not in danger, walked to the house where the fire was reduced to charred charcoal.

Fortunately, the fire did not spread to the neighbors.

"It's caused by the dry weather, or..."

Fang Ping squatted down and picked up a handful of dirt.

"Damn!"

Even though there was not much left, Fang Ping could smell the smell of kerosene mixed in the soil.

This was someone deliberately setting fire to burn Fang Ping to death.

"If I hadn't withdrawn from the visualization space in a restless state, even if I couldn't die, Mother and Fang Ying would have been burned to ashes."

"Who did this? It's so vicious and leaves no room for it!"

Fang Ping thought about it, he didn't have any grudges with anyone in Shanyang County, and the Fang family's ancestors were all poor people for more than a dozen generations, so it is impossible to have any feuds.

"The person who set the fire should come back, maybe he was just looking around."

Opening the door and walking out of the small courtyard, Fang Ping looked left and right. The alley was full of figures, people who lived on this street, and they all came out to watch the scene when they heard the fire.

"How is the little brother, is the fire out?"

"It's useless to extinguish it. The fire is so big that the house must not be kept."

……

Fang Ping automatically blocked the chatter of the neighbors, and his eyes swiftly swept through the crowd.

A short man hiding behind the crowd, dodged a little the moment he caught Fang Ping's gaze, turned around and was about to leave.

"do not go."

In front of Fang Ping, with a height of more than 1.8 meters, compared with a short man, he is as oppressive as a mountain.

"What are you doing?" The short man forced himself to remain calm.

"You don't live here, do you?" Fang Ping questioned.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Fang Ping was not used to the opponent, so he slapped him, the short man spun and fell to the ground with a few teeth detached.