Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

This is Aunt Zhou who lives in Mouse Alley. Fang Ping said hello, and entered the room and asked, "Mother, what is Aunt Zhou looking for you for?"

"Just talking." Li Rou replied with a smile.

Fang Ying jumped out: "No, Aunt Zhou is here to bless you."

"What blessing?"

Fang Ying held up a piece of talisman-like talisman paper: "Hey, this is it."

"This is a talisman that Aunt Zhou asked for from the great mage. Putting it at home can drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters, and you can live a long life."

"Aunt Zhou took my mother to listen to the great master's chanting. She also said that there are many uncles, aunts, grandparents in the alley who have become disciples of the great master."

Li Rou nodded, admitting that what Fang Ying said was the truth.

"Bullshit blessing!"

Fang Ping snatched the talisman and threw it into the snow outside the house. When he turned around, he said solemnly: "Those are magic sticks for pretending to bewitch the people. I'm not at home in the future, so don't let Mrs. Zhou enter the house!

And don't believe what she said about the bullshit archmage. "

In the troubled times, demons danced wildly, there were bullies like Zhao Hu who oppressed the people at the bottom, and there were sects that confuse people and wanted to do great things. Once such sects fall into it, it will be difficult to get out.

Understand brainwashing, if a person is instilled with certain thoughts, it will be very difficult to return to a normal person.

"Ping'er, don't get angry, I didn't know that Mrs. Zhou... came to fool me."

Li Rou's heart is full of sympathy, as a woman, she doesn't think so much, she just thinks that her neighbors have been neighbors for many years, and she won't hurt herself. What Aunt Zhou said was just too hype, and she almost blew the great mage into omnipotent Fairy.

If it wasn't for Fang Ping's slap in the face, she might really have gone to visit the shrine.

"That's the end of this matter. Fang Ying, please supervise our mother. If Mrs. Zhou comes again, don't open the door for her."

"Okay! I'll supervise!" Fang Ying accepted the task.

There was nothing to say all night, Fang Ping practiced in the visualization space as usual, and when he went to the Fuwei Escort on the second day, a major event happened.

Escort leader Li, who was out for a dart, was seriously injured, and he was carried back when he was dying. Several escorts who accompanied him also died, and two trips were broken. This is a big loss for Fuwei Escort Bureau. .

Especially if the goods were robbed, it was a batch of goods worth thousands of taels of silver, if they couldn't get them back, the Fuwei Escort would compensate them according to the price.

Zheng Jinshan, the head of the bodyguard, was furious, and went out in person, with a few big bodyguards, ten bodyguards, and fifty troopers, and rushed out of the city to negotiate with the "Black Wind Bandits" who had stolen the goods.

When Fang Ping was clearing the snow at the front door, he glanced at Zheng Jinshan, the head of the bodyguard, who was nearly 60 years old. His hair was black, he was full of energy, his temples were bulging, and the snowflakes falling from the sky were an inch away from him. Far away, he was bounced away by an invisible aura.

"A master of the third rank!"

From Fang Ping's understanding, the ninth rank of martial arts, the ninth rank to the seventh rank is the lower third rank, the sixth rank to the fourth rank is the middle third rank, the third rank to the first rank is the upper third rank, and the first rank is a step, but there is no insurmountable gap.

Ninth-rank copperskin warriors can still kill eighth-rank warriors if they sneak attack.

But the gap between the third-rank and the lower-rank is huge. There are only a few middle-rank masters in Shanyang County, and there is no new third-rank master in a few years.

in the afternoon.

On the martial arts arena of Fuwei Escort Bureau.

A few bodyguards who stayed behind fought in the martial arts arena, holding up stone locks and riding horses.

Although Fang Ping was a master of martial arts, the "Turtle's Breath Breathing Technique" was only a health-preserving skill, and had no real lethality.

Watching the two bodyguards fighting each other in the martial arts arena, their fists and feet collided, and they exploded like spring thunder, and there were many changes in each move.

Fang Ping silently memorized the moves of the two bodyguards. After entering the consciousness space at night, two figures walked out of Fang Ping in front of Fang Ping. One punched and the other swept his legs to attack Fang Ping.

The moves performed by the two figures were exactly the same as those of the two bodyguards in the martial arts arena of the Day Escort Bureau. Facing the pincer attack of the two figures, Fang Ping was hit in an instant.

It didn't hurt or itch, but in reality, he might have vomited three liters of blood and collapsed.

"Come again."

Fang Ping took a big breath in and out, the blood in his body surged rapidly, and his skin was also stained with a layer of crimson. In terms of speed, strength, and defense, the overall level was raised to a higher level.

This is also the advantage of the "Turtle's Breath Breathing Technique", it does not have substantial lethality, but it is flawless.To prolong life and strengthen the body, at the same time, it can also make Qi and blood rush, so as to enhance the strength of the body in all aspects.

Fang Pingsui fought with the two figures. He was in a hurry at first, but later he gradually adapted to the changes in various moves.

Just like the figure performing legwork at this moment, the figure with long legs like an ax chopping at Fang Ping, and the figure performing fist technique, like a hungry tiger rushing for food, punched Fang Ping's spine with a punch, but at the critical moment, Fang Ping squatted down on his knees, his figure While spinning, avoiding the fist behind him, a hand knife slashed at the ribs of the figure in front of him.

"The moves of these two figures have nothing to do with their shape, but they are enough. I can often go to the martial arts field of the Escort Bureau to watch the bodyguard masters fight and write down the changes in their moves.

In the evening, I will come to the visualization space to conduct visualization battles. Over time, I have never fought with others and have experience in battles. "

Fang Ping secretly rejoiced, since he has a golden finger, he should make the most of it.

A few days later, Zheng Jinshan, the head of the bodyguard, came back, looking very happy.

After he went out in person and negotiated, the "Black Wind Rogue Group", known as a thousand men and thousands horses, bowed their heads and compromised, returned the goods, and promised not to use the bodyguards of the Fuwei Escort from now on.

This news spread throughout Shanyang County like wings, and the reputation of Fuwei Escort Bureau was strengthened by this.

On the martial arts arena.

While sweeping the snow, Fang Ping spied on the martial arts of several bodyguards when they were fighting each other.

"Have you watched it for several days, kid? Do you want to learn martial arts?" A palm rested on Fang Ping's shoulder.

Fang Ping turned his head and saw a young man who was dressed in brocade clothes and had a very good face. He could be called handsome with red lips and white teeth.

It's not difficult to judge from the delicate skin alone, this is a young man who was born in a wealthy family.

"Don't know me?" The young man smiled: "My name is Bai Yunfei, and I'm also one of the bodyguards in Fuwei Escort Agency. You haven't heard of me, that's because I've only been here for a month."

"Bai Escort." Fang Ping said solemnly.

There are distinct classes in Shanyang County, and Fuwei Escorts are also hierarchically ordered.

Tourist, Escort Master, Escort Head, Chief Escort Head.

Anyone who can become an escort is an eighth-rank martial artist. In other words, this handsome guy like a son has the strength of an eighth-rank martial arts.

"Master Bai is here, come over and play with us."

"That's right, I've heard that Mr. Bai is coming to our bodyguard agency. I still don't believe it. I never thought it was true."

Several bodyguards on the martial arts field shouted with respect and flattery on their faces.

Fang Ping took the opportunity to leave, and when he returned to the handyman's yard, he found out that Bai Yunfei was the son of a wealthy family in the inner city, and he was also a dude. division.

"Everyone has his own aspirations, maybe it's the young master of a big family who came to experience the sufferings of the world."

Fang Ping stayed up until the end of work, noncommittal.

……

Chapter 5; Black Market

【Name: Fang Ping】

[Boundary: Ninth Grade Copper Skin Realm]

[Martial Arts: Turtle Breath Breathing Technique (First Look at the Way)]

【Vision point: 52 (200/52)】

"Food needs to be eaten one bite at a time, and the road needs to be walked step by step. I have accumulated one hundred visualization points for more than two months. If I want to accumulate enough visualization points to break through to the eighth rank of martial arts, I am afraid it will not be until next year." .”

Fang Ping came to the visualization space with a sinking heart.

When he was working in the bodyguard bureau during the day, he wrote down the martial arts moves performed by several bodyguards in the martial arts arena when they fought each other. At this time, they were visualized in the visualization space.

But seeing a few figures appear out of thin air in the visualization space, some of them used boxing skills, some of them used fingering skills, and there was one person wielding a stick, his stick skills were fierce, like a long dragon, which was breathtaking.

Fang Ping was defeated for a while under the attack of the three figures, but he was not discouraged. In the process of visualizing the fight, Fang Ping had fully figured out his own strength after entering the martial arts.

If a person suddenly got a knife, but he didn't know how to use it, the threat was greatly reduced. In just a few days of visualizing and fighting, Fang Ping completely grasped the power of the ninth grade of martial arts.

He also gained valuable practical experience in combat.

There will never be an accident where you will be at a loss when a warrior attacks you.

After a while, Fang Ping began to practice the "Turtle's Breath Breathing Technique".

All creatures need to breathe from the moment of birth. The importance of breathing is self-evident. Turtles have the longest lifespan among all animals. This "turtle breathing technique" is created by imitating turtles. health-preserving exercises.

Exhale and inhale, exhale the old and inhale the new, prolong life, strengthen the body, and reduce the chance of getting sick. When Fang Ping exhales, each breath is longer than one breath, and the interval is several times longer than that of ordinary people.

At the moment when the Qi and blood surged and the muscles and bones roared together, Fang Ping shouted with joy, and his visualization point also increased by ten points, as if he broke a small bottleneck inadvertently.

The body condensed in the visualization space is no different from the physical body in the real world. When Fang Ping cultivates in the visualization space, the physical body in reality can recover its bodily functions during sleep, sharpening a knife is just as good as chopping firewood.

morning.

Fang Ping got up, turned his head to look, Fang Ying kicked off the quilt, fell asleep on her back, lying on her body like an octopus, that is to say, Fang Ping has been practicing in the visualization space, otherwise, he would be caught by this one night. The little girl woke up several times.

Reluctantly covering the little girl with a quilt, Fang Ping got out of bed, put on his shoes, wrapped in a cotton robe, greeted his old lady, and rushed to Fuwei Escort.

One morning, Fang Ping fed the horses and cleaned the stables. When he was taking a bath, the refreshing aroma of rice wafted from the cafeteria of the Escort Bureau.

"It's delicious." Wang Niu glanced at the wheat bran pancakes in his hand, and immediately lost his appetite, but he still wanted to eat, and said after taking a bite: "The cafeteria needs several pigs a day, as well as chicken, duck and fish meat." ...

Even the staple food is sorghum rice, and the escorts eat stick noodles. The steamed stick noodles are fragrant and soft. "

The handymen all looked at the hysterical Wang Niu in unanimous agreement, their eyes were very clear: If you dare to be careless again, you kid, just wait to be beaten.

Fang Ping couldn't hold it any longer, wishing he could rush into the cafeteria and grab a pig, but he still held back.

An entry-level martial artist can become a trooper and can eat meat, but it is not for nothing. If he wants to go out and walk the darts, he may fill his life at any time.

Even if he finds another job, it's nothing more than joining a certain gang in the outer city and serving as a guard dog for a certain rich master.

in the afternoon.

Fang Ping appeared outside the Martial Arts Arena of the Escort Bureau.

There are bodyguards practicing martial arts on the martial arts field.

"Here he is again."

Wearing a bunt shirt, Bai Yunfei, who just finished a trick with an escort, saw Fang Ping from a distance.

"It's just a handyman. Mr. Bai doesn't want to see him, so I will drive him away." Someone said.

"Did I tell you to drive him away?" Bai Yunfei looked away.

……

night.

Mouse Lane, in a small bungalow.

Fang Ping entered the house, and Fang Ying patted the snowflakes on his body for him.

Children from poor families have been in charge of the family for a long time. Fang Ying is only five years old, but she is still very well-behaved and sensible.

"Brother, Mrs. Zhou is here again this year, and she brought an unknown person who wanted to enter the house, but I didn't let him!"

"This is asking for credit." Fang Ping pinched Fang Ying's face dumbfounded: "Well done! I owe you a cow!"

"It doesn't need that much, just buy me a pack of fried chestnuts with sugar..." The voice weakened: "Half a bag... is also fine."

Fang Ping felt sour, and Li Rou reprimanded him warmly and angrily: "You know how to be greedy. Ping'er, don't spoil her."

Fang Ying was discouraged with grievances, and Fang Ping comforted: "Candy-fried chestnuts, you will definitely eat them this year!"

He also wants to eat.

……

Time flies like a wild donkey, one month has passed, the time has entered the 31st year of Shenzong, and there is still half a month before the Chinese New Year.

Fang Ping didn't waste his time. The visualization points were increasing every day. It broke through 140 points today, which is a bit slow. Maybe seeing the visualization points increase a little bit, Fang Ping felt more secure in his heart.

The business of Fuwei Escort Agency has been booming in the past month, and it has received several large orders.

Mouse Lane became more and more chaotic. Two gangs fought for the territory, and many people died. After the death of Mrs. Wang, the house was empty for a while, and a family of five lived in it more than ten days ago.

Three males and two female relatives. Anyway, Mrs. Wang is dead, and no one lives in the house, and no one cares about letting doves occupy the magpie's nest. There are many such things in this year.

Walking out of Mouse Lane, there is no celebration to welcome the New Year on the street. Pedestrians are covering their purses and bowing their heads. Acquaintances have the right to pretend that they do not know each other when they meet.

Not long after Fang Ping walked, he saw a group of hooligans scuffling into a ball, and some people who didn't talk about martial arts stabbed their eyes and teased their legs. Fang Ping quickly bypassed and arrived at the backyard of Fuwei Escort Agency.

At noon, there were two people on the martial arts arena fighting together as quickly as afterimages. One was the handsome Bai Yunfei, and the other was the granddaughter of Zheng Jinshan, the head of the bodyguard.

The two are evenly matched in strength, both at the eighth-rank Iron Bone Realm.