Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

"Young castle master Jiren has his own auspiciousness, and it will definitely be smooth sailing. Patriarch, you don't have to worry too much."

The little concubine was considerate and poured wine for the owner of Lianjiabao.

"You're still cute~"

Lian Feihong took one cup after another, the concubine couldn't drink well, and fell drowsily in Lian Feihong's arms after drinking a few cups.

Seeing the flushed cheeks, show/sex/tasteful appearance, Lian Feihong was about to get up and take his concubine to bed for a rest, when suddenly his legs softened and his expression changed drastically: "No, someone drugged me!"

At this moment, the door of the house was kicked into pieces. There was a masked man in black, and the dragon went out to sea. Kunpeng rushed in front of Lian Feihong like a predator, and slapped out with his palm. The powerful internal energy burst out wantonly, and the tables, chairs and benches were torn apart. , The drugged concubine was also affected by the terrifying air wave, and was thrown away with a bang.

"...Who are you!"

Lian Feihong staggered back.

"As expected of a warrior of the third rank, ordinary drugs can't be overwhelmed at all, and at most it will weaken his combat power by a little bit."

Fang Ping waited quietly outside the house for a long time, and lit more than a dozen sticks of incense one after another. A cow would have fallen down, but the owner of the Lianjiabao was still fierce.

"Quick fight!"

Fang Ping, who had seized the opportunity without any hesitation and missed a single blow, took a big inhalation and a big exhalation, and the tortoise breath breathing technique was operating to the extreme, and the pores on the surface of the skin were also indistinguishable from the naked eye. Breathe out.

Fang Ping entered the state of berserk, and the terrifying scene displayed was as shocking as a revived god and demon. Even Fei Hong, who saw Fang Ping's berserk, gasped and changed color.

The skin of the man in black was blood-red, and a large amount of steam wafted from his pores. The sound of steam erupting from his body was mixed with the sound of muscles and bones, and the sound of qi and blood.

A few meters away, even Fei Hong could feel the blood flowing through the blood vessels of the man in black, like a volcanic eruption.

"Fifth grade! You are a fifth grade master!"

Lian Feihong mistakenly thought that the man in black was a fifth-rank master, his eyes were frightened, he was only sixth rank, how could He De be attacked by a fifth-rank master.

"The frog at the bottom of the well, this seat is the fourth rank!"

Fang Ping's voice was like thunder, and Lian Feihong's blood was surging, and his eyes were filled with gold stars.

Dragging the white steam gushing out continuously from his pores, Fang Ping launched a devastating attack with his spine protruding. The berserk force that poured out from each move, attached to the majestic true energy, left a mark on the floor and wall of the room. Down the shocking cracks and pits.The screen decorations in the house are also all in pieces.

"Fourth rank? Impossible, how could a fourth rank master sneak attack me a sixth rank..."

Lian Feihong confronted the man in black who was emitting white steam and red blood from his skin for a few rounds. He probably knew the strength of the masked man in black, which was much stronger than him. Why sneak attack? He can be defeated in a confrontation.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The beating sound of Fang Ping's heart became more intense and powerful, like a high-speed engine, bringing him endless power, and the blood in his limbs and bones was like high-quality oil, supporting the heart's operation.

"Click"

During the clash of fists and palms, Lian Feihong retreated steadily and leaned against the wall, leaving a human-shaped dent on the wall.

Even Feihong looked down, his palms were bloody, and his arm was numb. He wanted to shout out loud, but Fang Ping didn't give him a chance to breathe. He chased and hit the target tirelessly.

Suddenly a handful of lime powder hit Lian Feihong's face, and the next moment he felt severe pain in his chest, and his internal organs were shattered and flew out.

"Won."

Fang Ping trembled uncontrollably for a long time.

"This is the first third-rank master I have defeated!"

Chapter 50; The Secret of Lianjiabao

When Fang Ping was trembling and immersed in the joy of defeating the third-rank master, Lian Feihong, who was lying in a pool of blood not far away, was pale and cursed Fang Ping in a hoarse voice.

If it was an upright martial arts confrontation, the defeat would be the defeat, but Fang Ping was a fan and a sneak attack, and then ended the battle by sealing his mouth with a handful of lime powder.

What made Feihong furious the most was that Fang Ping, who had gone berserk, showed a strength that steadily surpassed him. Under such circumstances, he would sneak attack with drugs. Is this a human thing?

"Despicable villain... Despicable villain! When my son Feihu returns, I will definitely not go around you lightly!"

"He won't come back for a while, Yandang Mountain is not close." Fang Pingwu interrupted Lian Feihong's cursing.

Lian Feihong's expression froze, and then he suddenly realized: "Are you the man in black who sneaked into my Lianjiabao a few days ago and committed murder?"

"It's right here." Fang Ping stepped forward and sat in front of Lian Feihong, picked up the snow-white pear that fell from the ground, and took a big bite. The juice was full and the taste was sweet.

Even Fei Hong was seriously injured, his internal organs were shattered by Fang Ping, and his internal meridians were also severely damaged, there was absolutely no possibility of counterattack.

But he had a lot of desire to survive, so he quickly found a breakthrough and said: "My son Feihu is a martial arts wizard, and his cultivation is close to the upper third-rank realm. You lured him to Yandang Mountain by pulling him away from the mountain, which shows that you are afraid."

Fang Ping remained silent, but it was true. Both father and son were masters of the third rank. If they were not separated, it would be difficult for Fang Ping to strike.

Looking at Fang Ping without saying a word, Lian Feihong firmly believed that he was right, and said with a slightly excited expression: "No matter who you are instigated by, you should think about yourself. As the saying goes: The revenge of killing one's father is not shared. Dai Tian!"

"If you kill me tonight, my son will never let you go. If you let me go, even the gold and silver in the castle can be taken by you. Yun'er can give it to you, and you can be a slave." Or serve as a servant is up to you."

"Stop! Who is Yun'er?"

"The woman you kidnapped, you don't know who she is? She is the wife I chose for my son with great painstaking efforts. She comes from a famous family, is well-educated, and has outstanding looks. If you like it, you don't need to return it."

"That's your daughter-in-law, give it to me? No way." Fang Ping shook his head teasingly.

Lian Feihong sneered, she was just a woman, and besides being kidnapped by Fang Ping for several days and nights, he didn't believe that Fang Ping could do nothing wrong with Qiu, even if Qiu did nothing wrong, it would be a loss of reputation: "Your Excellency, worry too much, It is her blessing to be your slave and handmaiden, you see... can we turn hostility into friendship, "

"I miss you too much."

Fang Ping ate up the pear meat in a few mouthfuls, and threw the core aside: "Enough nonsense. Let's get straight to the point, answer me a few questions, if you satisfy me, you still have a chance to live, otherwise, you will die utterly shattered."

"What question. Can you guarantee that you won't kill me after I answer it?"

"At least it will make your death more comfortable." Fang Ping stretched out his hand and pressed a fatal spot on Lian Feihong's body.

Even Feihong's painful eyeballs were bloodshot, a vein on his forehead was exposed, and his body twitched violently: "I say...I say."

"In late September last year, Lianjiabao captured a group of blacksmiths in the outer city of Shanyang County, and later sent them to the main castle. Since then, there has been no news, and no one has seen those blacksmiths. traces." Fang Ping slowly expressed his doubts.

Lian Feihong reacted greatly, looked at Fang Ping in shock, and then said with averted eyes: "How...how did you know this?"

"Of course I found out about it in your Lianjiabao. There was a plague in Shanyang County a few days ago. Didn't your Lianjiabao adopted some orphans? They all disappeared, and some people say that you, the master of Lianjiabao, practiced the evil art of the Demon Gate. I don’t believe it, it’s impossible for you to be as vulnerable as you after practicing the evil art of the Demon Gate.”

Fang Ping once again stretched out his hand and pressed on Lian Feihong's Achilles' Acupuncture Point, and injected a dense inner force of zhenqi like a silver needle, making the other party convulse for a dozen breaths in the feeling of wanting to live or die.

At this point, Lian Feihong's will was tortured to the verge of collapse, his eyes were slack, and his face was ashen, muttering: "...blood food...blood food...the secret room."

Fang Ping's heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed Lian Feihong's neck: "What blood food?"

The simple and unpretentious words reveal a vicious and terrifying charm.

"Those people... were... made offerings to the Lord... He promised to give us a chance to live forever... Lianjiabao collected blood food for him." Lian Feihong explained incoherently.

"Immortal? Are there still immortals in this world?"

Fang Ping already had a bad premonition in his heart, and he slapped half of Lian Feihong's face down with a palm, and a few teeth fell out: "You mean that those people sent into the main castle , have become blood food for your family castle to support the demons?"

Lian Feihong nodded, and suddenly came to his senses: "My lord, he lives in the secret room at the bottom of the stone castle. I can take you there, and you will understand everything by then."

"No need." Fang Ping got up, and slapped Lian Feihong's Tianling Gai with a heavy palm, and the solid skull exploded into tofu flowers.

After a while, Fang Ping appeared on the roof outside the stone castle.

Under the cold and killing moonlight, the stone castle in Fang Ping's eyes actually exuded an unusual evil spirit at this moment.

"The secret room at the bottom of the stone castle... Are there really monsters in this world? Is there a way of immortality?"

From Fang Ping's understanding, the Dao of Xuanwu is supreme, and monsters only exist in rumors.

It is rumored that the monsters are so strange that they can transform into a woman who can overwhelm the country, or an innocent child who eats people without spitting out bones.

If this Lianjiabao really supports a monster, Fang Ping doesn't think he can fight against it with his current strength. What is a monster?That is a strange existence with all kinds of incredible power!

Thinking of this, Fang Ping left without wanting to stay in Lianjiabao.

Not long after the boy left, the candles in the room where Lian Feihong's body was lying were uncertain, and a dark wind came in a mysterious figure with white skin as tender as mutton fat and jade, long hair as black as a waterfall, and wearing a red robe.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, the mysterious figure took out Lian Feihong's still warm heart without hesitation, put it into his mouth and swallowed it whole.After wiping off the blood on his mouth, he looked out of the window and murmured in a low voice: "Interesting little guy, he is as full of energy and blood as a cub of a different kind of spirit beast, and he is even more suitable to be the blood of the king than Lian Feihu." slave,

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In the faint morning light, Fang Ping pushed the door open and went back to the small courtyard in the inner city.

He was preoccupied and didn't know how to tell Li Rou, could it be that his father and brother were eaten by demons?

"Maybe still alive? The monsters are all bullshit?"

After thinking about it, Fang Ping decided to keep it a secret. As long as Fang Ping doesn't say anything, Li Rou can have illusions in his heart.

Chapter 51; Pumpkin

Fang Ping took off his black-clothed face towel, and pressed it under the bluestone slabs in the yard.

In the kennel covered with straw, Dahei looked up at Fang Ping, got up and stretched, wagging his tail and came to Fang Ping's side, licking Fang Ping's palm fawningly.

Fang Ping patted the dog's head and came to the carriage parked in the courtyard.

"To kill or not to kill?"

Lianjiabao supports a monster, and the people who are sent to disappear in the stone castle become the blood of the monster, and Fang Ping's father and brother are among them.

In all fairness, Fang Ping didn't get along with his father and brother in this life for a few days before they were taken away by Lianjiabao. Fang Ping also accepted Li Rou and Fang Ying's two closest relatives calmly after getting along for a period of time.

He has been looking for news about his father and brother, but the real reason is Li Rou and Fang Ying.Now that the truth has surfaced, Fang Ping is not sad, but angry.

Such a result is obviously not acceptable to Li Rou, there is a mother who can endure her husband's eldest son being eaten by a demon.

So, this is a blood feud.

Fang Ping has already killed Lian Feihong, and Lian Feihu cannot be spared.The woman in the carriage is obviously the wife of Lian Feihu, and the disaster is worse than his wife and children. This woman must not have participated in it, but can she be let go without participating in it?

There is a saying called Zhulian Nine Clans!

"Kill it, once and for all! It will also prevent this woman from revealing my identity after returning to Lianjiabao, although she has never seen what I look like from the beginning to the end..."

Fang Ping lifted the curtain of the car, ready to destroy the flowers with his hands.

"What about people!"

Taking a closer look, Fang Ping was stunned, the carriage was empty.

"Run away? Impossible. I was hungry for that woman for several days and nights, and I ate her a plate of dumplings yesterday. How did she have the strength to break free from the rope? Besides, I knocked her unconscious before I left. It's impossible to do this." Wake up quickly."

While Fang Ping was having various speculations in his mind, the door opened with a creak, and Li Rou who walked out was holding a porcelain bowl with some porridge and rice in his hand. There was a long silence with staring eyes.

"Mom, are you hungry so early?" Fang Ping's voice rang out first, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

Li Rou sighed with a complex expression, and dragged Fang Ping back to the room: "Tell the truth to mother, did you do something shameful?"

Fang Ping understood all of a sudden: "Mother, it's not what you imagined. Where's the person? I'll kill...I'll let her go."

"Let go of what, if you let them go, they won't report to the police to arrest you!"

Fang Ping: "That makes sense, then I'll kill him!"

Li Rou was surprised: "That's a human life, our Fang family has been innocent for generations, you kidnapped him for no reason..."

"Who said it was for no reason? Did the woman say it?"

"She didn't say anything, but she said that you were hungry for a few days and nights, so mother made some porridge for her and steamed some pumpkins. She probably ate them. She ate thirteen pumpkins in one go." Li Rou She also gestured with her hands, a pumpkin was the size of an apple, she bought it from the South Street vegetable market, and it cost five dollars a piece, it tasted sweet and sticky, Fang Ying liked it.

"Forget about the thirteen pumpkins, I'll go and have a look." Fang Ping strode into Li Rou's room.

At this time, the madam was sitting on the side of the bed, full of food and drink, whispering to Fang Ying, complaining bitterly.

As soon as Fang Ping appeared, the voice stopped abruptly. She hadn't seen what Fang Ping looked like since she was tied up, but Fang Ping's arms were thick and his burly figure appeared here. Madam immediately guessed Fang Ping's appearance. There was both horror and surprise in his eyes.

The thief who had starved her for days and nights, and refused to even give her a drink of saliva, turned out to be... a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a short cut.

"Second Brother!" Fang Ying called out timidly.

Fang Ping knew in his heart that this little girl must have discovered the lady in the carriage and told Li Rou.

"Go out first."

Fang Ying drove away Fang Ying with a gloomy expression.

"You didn't reveal your identity, did you?"

The lady shook her head vigorously.

"Last night, I went to Lianjiabao again. By the way, I sent your father-in-law to Huangquan Road. Why don't you go talk to him."

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