Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

"Take me a move."

The appearance is not outstanding, but Zheng Yue, who is tall and slender, turned her palm into a knife, and struck at Bai Yunfei's neck as swiftly as thunder, with terrifying strength, this blow could shatter rocks and crack gold.

Bai Yunfei resolutely greeted him with his palm. He has practiced martial arts handed down from his family, the thirteen-style Baiyun Sanshou. When receiving Zheng Yun's blow, the other palm followed closely behind, carrying a soft force. He pressed Zheng Yue's lower abdomen.

"Tips for carving insects."

Zheng Yue twisted her waist to avoid the blow, and appeared behind Bai Yunfei while spinning.

"Speed, strength, and physical strength are more than twice as strong as those at the ninth-rank copper skin level. This is the eighth-rank iron bone level."

Fang Ping watched with relish, and took note of the moves of the two of them, so that he could enter the visualization space to practice at night.

At the end of the day (one o'clock in the afternoon), the Fuwei Escort was going to the black market to collect food. A bodyguard, two troopers, and five handymen went together, and Fang Ping was one of the five handymen.

It is almost impossible to buy food in the outer city of Shanyang County now, only the black market still has food, which seems to be inexhaustible. If you want to ask where it comes from, you have to ask the Chancellor of Shanyang County.

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Chapter 6; change

There are [-] large and small squares in the outer city, with thousands of shops, but as the world becomes more and more chaotic, the [-] squares and cities in the outer city are already withered, and there is no one left.

Especially in this troubled world, food is more important than anything else. Today, in the outer city of Shanyang County, it is almost impossible to buy food. Only the black market stands still, selling everything.

When he came to the entrance of the black market in the outer city, Fang Ping saw two burly men standing guard in front of the gate of the black market. Behind the wooden door tens of meters high, rustling noises echoed. .

After the bodyguard who led the team revealed his identity, he ordered five handymen, including Fang Ping, to follow two troopers into the black market to carry food.Passing through the gate of the black market, the scene before him suddenly opened up.

On the endless black market street, there are countless stalls and shops emerging one after another, but the best-selling thing is grain. Several people are bargaining in front of the stalls not far away, wanting to buy a load of wheat bran.

The stall next to it was full of roast rats with a pungent smell after deep frying.

Very ironic picture.

Compared with the lifeless atmosphere of the major squares and cities in the outer city, this black market is like a pure land in troubled times.

After entering a shop in the depths of the black market, the owner of the shop had already prepared food for the Fuwei Escort. A total of [-] loads of food were piled up under the beams of the house. After being transported to a cart, they were transported to the carriage of the Escort outside the black market. superior.

In addition to twenty tans of grain, the Escort also purchased two fat sheep, hundreds of bacon, and fifty catties of eggs this time.

"Give!"

A certain handyman suddenly grabbed two eggs from the basket, stuffed one into his cuff calmly, and handed the other to Fang Ping beside him. If Fang Ping hadn't seen it, he might not Give it to Fang Ping.

at dusk.

The team returned to the Fuwei Escort Bureau without hindrance. An hour later, the handymen finished their work, and everyone returned home with a smile on their faces.

Since Zhao Hu's death, no one has blocked the alley at the back door of the escort agency to squeeze food from the handymen. For the handymen who live at the bottom of the outer city, this insignificant change is like something in the dark. A glimmer of hope.

Fang Ping returned to Mouse Lane after work as usual.

In the small bungalow that had been in disrepair for a long time, there was only an oil lamp shining a little bit of light, but this was Fang Ping's home.

Fang Ying, who had been waiting for a whole day, rushed to the second elder brother in a lively manner. She was suffering from long-term malnutrition and starvation. Fang Ying, who was about five years old, was as thin as a hemp stick, with little flesh on her face, and her hair was withered and yellow. There is no light, but a pair of eyes are very bright.

"I'll give you an extra meal today! I'll let you eat meat tomorrow!"

Fang Ping has already made up his mind that tomorrow he will reveal his martial arts strength, and he will become a member of the Fuwei Escort in a grandiose manner. If anyone asks, he will say that he obtained it with the "turtle breath breathing technique".

But what really made Fang Ping decide to reveal his strength was his accumulation of visualization points, which would soon allow him to break through to the eighth rank of martial arts.

In short, everything was in Fang Ping's plan.

"I know I'm used to her. How can our family have the money to eat meat? If we have that spare money, we might as well buy more food and save it."

Li Rou said.

Fang Ping turned a deaf ear and took out the egg from his bosom. After spreading his hand, Fang Ying opened her small mouth and wiped her eyes in disbelief.

Li Rou, who hadn't seen eggs for a long time, was surprised at first, and then asked in surprise, "Where did they come from?"

"It fell from the sky."

Fang Ping urged Li Rou to cook quickly.

Just in case, Fang Ping led Fang Ying into the kitchen to supervise the battle.

A click.

The crystal clear and viscous egg white flows out of the cracked egg shell, followed by the golden yellow egg yolk. After repeated kneading with the wheat bran, add chopped wild vegetables, put it in a large hot black pot and bake it for a while , the fragrance is attractive.

Even if there is only one egg, a few weeds as condiments, and no salt or oil, Fang Ying's mouth is watering and her stomach is growling.

"It's worthless, I'll let you eat meat tomorrow!"

Fang Ping poked the drooling Fang Ying with disgust.

The latter heard nothing, only pancakes in his eyes.

night.

Just as Fang Ping was about to enter the visualization space to practice, a villain got into his bed uneasily, and asked quietly, "What meat will we eat tomorrow?"

Fang Ping: "..."

The next morning, Fang Ping got up and turned his head to see that Fang Ying had woken up earlier than himself, her eyes were gazing at her, no doubt, she was still wondering what to eat today.

He calls up the properties panel.

【Vision point: 144 (200/144)】

"It's coming soon, within a month, I will definitely be able to accumulate the visualization points to break through to the eighth rank of martial arts."

Fang Ping went to the Fuwei Escort Bureau with an unruffled state of mind, passed through the handymen's yard, Fang Ping ignored the few handymen, and walked all the way to the martial arts arena of the Fuwei Escort Bureau.

Under the long corridor, a man and a woman were talking and laughing happily. They were Zheng Yun, the granddaughter of the head of the bodyguard, and Bai Yunfei, the son of a wealthy family in the inner city.

"Here he is again."

"It's just a handyman, don't work hard. It's really whimsical and nonsense to come to the inner courtyard all day long."

Zheng Yue, who was dressed in strong clothes and had slender legs under the cold winter moon, spoke in a mocking tone.

"I think this person is different from ordinary people."

Bai Yunfei expressed his opinion.

"Mr. Bai has a wide range of friends, and his eyes are as bright as a torch, but he sometimes misses it. A handyman comes to the outside of the martial arts arena in the inner courtyard every now and then. He just wants to touch the martial arts and change his destiny."

"It's so easy to get into martial arts. Putting aside aptitude and perseverance, where did he practice martial arts? Without martial arts skills and no one to guide him, it seems impossible to get into martial arts in a lifetime."

"I've seen this kind of person a lot, and I feel unwilling, but I can't recognize my identity, and I still dream of soaring to the sky one day."

Zheng Yue said with a single mind, intending to order that this handyman is not allowed to enter the inner courtyard again.

"Eh? He seems to be coming." Bai Yunfei saw Fang Ping walking towards him.

Fang Ping was in a peaceful state of mind, without any ripples. When he arrived at Bai Yunfei, Zheng Yue and the two followed him before he was about to speak, when the scolding voices sounded first.

"Who let you set foot in the inner courtyard, is this the place you should come? Did no one tell you who you are?"

"I think..." Fang Ping explained.

"You can't even think about it! Do you think I can't see your little thoughts? Martial arts are not something people like you can get involved in!"

"No, I didn't..."

"Nothing? You are not allowed to step into the inner courtyard from today on!"

Zheng Yue's eyes were cold and disgusted, there was nothing wrong with wanting to climb up, but one had to know how to measure, know how to advance and retreat, and came to the inner courtyard to learn martial arts secretly in the morning without doing anything, such a wolfish ambition was really hateful.

"Okay, let him finish talking first."

Bai Yunfei smoothed things over, looked at Fang Fang who was not as domineering as Zheng Yue: "Say, what do you think.

In fact, if you really want to practice martial arts, you can come to my Bai family, let's start as a servant, I will give you an hour every day, and you can practice martial arts with the Bai family martial artists, how about it? "

Zheng Yue shook her head: "Young Master Bai, you are a meat bun and beat a dog. You will never return. An ambitious man like him will not be grateful to you after receiving favors. He will only focus on climbing up."

Fang Ping was speechless. How could he be so ambitious? You are the granddaughter of the head of the bodyguard, so you can spout blood?

I don't know the so-called woman!

Taking a deep breath, Fang Ping paused and said: "Actually, I have already mastered martial arts. I came here today to say that I want to be a member of the Fuwei Escort."

"You have mastered martial arts, what's so great about it, aren't you just... wait, what did you say? You have mastered martial arts?" Zheng Yue's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Where's the certificate?" Bai Yunfei closed the folding fan with the landscape painting in his hand, and looked at Fang Ping intently for the first time.

Chapter 7;

The cold wind was biting, blowing the clouds that covered the dome.

There are dense ice spikes hanging from the eaves of the corridor.

Fang Ping took out the scissors that he had prepared in advance, and cut his arm severely. There was no deep red blood flowing out, only a pale white mark was left, and Fang Ping then lifted the stone lock weighing one hundred catties beside him with one hand. stand up.

"Skin like copper skin, strength like a cow, it is indeed the appearance of martial arts after entering the product."

Bai Yunfei, who was dressed luxuriously and had a jade-like face, looked at Fang Ping completely differently: "How did you get into the ranks by stealing martial arts every day outside the martial arts arena?"

If he looked like that, he would definitely be a martial arts wizard.

Zheng Yue's face was ugly, as if she had eaten sheep dung.

She had reprimanded Fang Ping fiercely before, and said that Fang Ping was ambitious and didn't know how to advance or retreat, but he had mastered martial arts.

"In mid-September last year, a wandering Taoist priest came to the Escort to teach health-preserving exercises. I relied on this health-preserving exercises and pondered for a few months. Last night, I suddenly had a breakthrough. "

Fang Ping explained.

"Health-preserving exercises?" Bai Yunfei turned to look at Zheng Yue.

"Well, he didn't lie. Last year, there was a wandering Taoist Hua Zhai, who received the favor of the Escort, and lived in the Escort for a period of time. Every morning and evening, he taught him the health-preserving exercise, what is it called "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique" .

After practicing, you can strengthen your body and eliminate all diseases, but this health-preserving exercise is not the same as martial arts, and it takes years of accumulation to play a certain role. "

"That wandering Taoist has practiced for more than 30 years, but his body is better."

Zheng Yue stared at Fang Ping in doubt: "You really rely on this health-preserving exercise to obtain the best product?"

Fang Ping nodded.

"In less than half a year, the health-preserving exercises are top-notch. I didn't expect there to be such a character in the Fuwei Escort."

Bai Yunfei thought for a moment, and then sent out an invitation: "Martial Dao Ninth Rank, Shanyang County is not considered a top expert. If you want to come to my Bai family, I can give you a salary of two taels of silver every month, and you don't have to do it." If you are doing odd jobs in the nursing home, you will accompany me to make a move."

The Bai family is a big family in the inner city, and there are not a few ninth-rank martial artists, but Bai Yunfei feels that a handyman can enter the martial arts with the help of health-preserving skills, and this potential is worth his attention.

"I still want to stay at Fuwei Escort."

Fang Ping shook his head and refused.

He didn't have much affection for the Fuwei Escort, and Zheng Yue, the granddaughter of the head of the Escort, wanted him to stay away from her, but the inner city was not a place where Fang Ping could set foot now.

Moreover, the Escort Bureau is not the same as the big family in the inner city. Fang Ping has become a member of the Fuwei Escort Bureau. Fang Ping can quit at any time and go to the Bai family in the inner city. There will be more troubles.

Zheng Yue, who didn't know Fang Ping's thoughts, heard that Fang Ping rejected the opportunity to go to the Bai family in the inner city. conscience.

If Fang Ping hadn't been accepted by the Fuwei Escort, would Fang Ping be able to make a living?Can I get the "Turtle's Breath Breathing Technique"?

"The words were fierce just now, and I'm here to say no to you."

Zheng Yue spoke eloquently, but that gesture didn't look like an apology, so she changed the topic: "The staff of the Fuwei Escort Agency must have the strength of copper skin, and you have already met the requirements, so go directly to the accounting room to be registered.

One or two taels of silver a month, and there is an extra subsidy for going out for darts, and other accountants will tell you. "

"I still don't know what to call my brother?" Bai Yunfei asked.

"Fang Ping."

"Brother Fang, the bodyguards in the security agency have their own teams. I have only been in the security agency for a few days, and there is a shortage of people under my command. You can come under my command. In addition, I will set up a table of wine and food for Brother Fang to celebrate."

This guy is much more pleasing to the eye than Zheng Yue's high-ranking appearance, and Fang Ping has to realize once again that this world is respected by martial arts. Out of Fuwei Escort.

"It's okay to be under Mr. Bai's command. There's no need to celebrate. There's still a young lady waiting for me to go back home."

Fang Ping cupped his hands and walked towards the courtyard of the Escort accountant.

"In less than half a year, he entered martial arts with a health-preserving technique. This person has good perseverance and even good martial arts talent, but I don't like him."

Zheng Yue looked at Fang Ping's back.