Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

A few days later, in the small courtyard, the wind was sunny and the sky was as clear as a clear blue. It was a rare good weather.

Seven-year-old Fang Ying was holding a black-blue sword with one hand with some difficulty. The hilt was engraved with a lotus pattern, and there was no sharpened sword yet.

He maintained a posture until his arms were sore and his head was sweating profusely, but he did not give up.

Fang Ping, who was watching this scene not far away, nodded with a smile like an old man. Once this person has a goal, he will have the motivation to persevere.

Through his precepts and deeds, and the gift of swords, Fang Ying already has a goal of becoming the world's number one heroine. For this goal, Xiao Nizi gets up early in the morning to practice swords these days, and she has to practice one posture for an hour. As mentioned above, he is practicing outside of eating and drinking water, and his perseverance is not insignificant.

In case Xiao Nizi is only warming up for 3 minutes, Fang usually has to go out of the room to take a look at it from time to time.

"Persevere, the second brother will rely on you to support him when he gets old."

Turning around and returning to the house, Fang Ping called out his attribute panel.

【Name: Fang Ping】

【Realm: Four Stage Marrow Washing Realm】

[Martial Arts: Turtle Breath Breathing Technique (Perfect), Strengthening Physical Skills (Slightly Successful)]

【Vision point: 122 points】

Both martial arts are dark gray and cannot be upgraded.

But it won't take long to accumulate enough visualization points for upgrading.Fang Ping's plan is that whenever he enters the realm of the upper third rank, he will leave Shanyang County and go to Daze Prefecture.

The small Shanyang County is not where he stays for a long time. Bai Yunfei is in a hurry to reach the seventh rank of Martial Arts. Kunpeng Zhizhi has gone to the rivers and lakes. Fang Ping also wants to see how exciting this world is.

Time flies, half a month has passed between day and night.The past half month was calm and peaceful, until noon of the day, when a carriage entered the alley where Fang Ping was.

More than twenty guards surrounded the carriage.

"Sir, it's here."

As the carriage stopped in front of the courtyard, a handsome young man in a black brocade robe stepped out of the carriage.

He looked at the surrounding environment. It was not as good as the prosperous and luxurious places in the inner city, but it was much better than the environment in the outer city.

The young man winked, and a guard knocked on the courtyard door understandingly.

"Who?"

Fang Ying, who was practicing swords in the courtyard, opened the courtyard door in shock.

The young man stepped forward, bypassed Fang Ying, and walked into the courtyard as if returning to his own home. What caught his eyes were a few tile-roofed houses. Vigilant big black dog.

Then there was an extremely huge monster with deep purple mane, four hooves like tiger claws, and sharp teeth like long swords in its mouth.

"Heterogeneous BMW!" The young man said solemnly, "It really is true..."

A few days ago, he received a report from his subordinates that someone in Shanyang County appeared on a different breed of BMW.You know, in the past few decades, there has only been one exotic BMW in Shanyang County, which is the mount of Lianjiabao Lianfeihu.

"Who are you?" Fang Ying asked.

"Don't worry about who I am. You have an elder brother named Fang Ping. He is an eighth-rank martial artist. He used to be a member of the Fuwei Escort. He moved to the inner city last year. Am I right?" the young man said in a breath. , He had carefully investigated it before coming.

"Yes, Fang Ping is my second brother." Fang Ying nodded.

"Let him come out, I have something to discuss with him." The young man urged Fang Ying in an orderly tone.

"No, I'm coming out." Fang Ping suddenly walked out of the house, and when the young man walked into the yard to look around, Fang Ping heard movement.

The young man's eyes froze. The young man who came was a few years younger than himself, but his burly body, strong and distinct muscles, and thick and powerful arms all showed an aura that should not be provoked.

"Brother Fang, don't blame me for coming here uninvited." The young man smiled and cupped his hands kindly.

Fang Ping patted Fang Ying's little head, motioned him to go back to the house, and asked the young man indifferently, "Tell me, who are you? What are you doing here? Listen to what you and my little sister said, You seem to have investigated me and know a lot about me."

That alone made Fang Ping's eyes turn cold.

To investigate a person for no reason, what is this for?Fang Ping would never let the young man go if he didn't reveal how ugly he was.

"Not long ago, the imperial court ordered warriors to go to the yamen to register their names. In the yamen archives, I saw a dossier that recorded brother Fang's information, and the records were very detailed." The young man replied with a smile.

"What evidence is there? Can anyone read the yamen file?"

"Ordinary people can't do it, but I can. My father is the magistrate of Shanyang County."

"Then why are you here?"

The young man pondered for a while, and said: "I wonder if Brother Fang has the intention to come to the Yamen to serve as an errand? With Brother Fang's strength of the eighth rank of martial arts, the official clothes of the ninth rank black clothes are more than enough."

"Not interested." Fang Ping said straightforwardly: "You should just speak up, I don't like to beat around the bush."

Wu Qingyuan was displeased. He is the son of the county magistrate. There is no more noble young man than him in Shanyang County. He can condescend. People are unhappy.

"Since that's the case, I'll just tell you the truth. If he's sensible, it's okay. If he doesn't know what's good, don't blame me..."

Thinking in this way, Wu Qingyuan looked at the exotic BMW in the yard, "Soon, it will be the [-]th birthday of Master Futai. Master Futai is an upright official, benefiting all parties, and is deeply loved. My father is going to celebrate his birthday, but If the birthday gift is gold and silver, antique calligraphy and painting, the Futai Master will definitely not accept it. But as far as I know, the Futai Master loves horses like his life."

Hearing this, Fang Ping doesn't know what this guy is here for. He is using a different kind of BMW to give gifts.

Take my horse and use your connections?

Fang Ping sneered: "The county magistrate's filial piety is commendable, but I thought that the gift is not about the value, but the heart. Isn't there a saying that goes, "Goose feathers are sent thousands of miles away, but the gift is light and the affection is important"? The magistrate can take a feather with him. "

Wu Qingyuan is angry, what is filial piety?Cursing around the bush, right? In the second half of Fang Ping's words, he actually asked his father and son to bring their hair down to celebrate the birthday of Master Futai.

What are the consequences?He was accused of treason because he stepped into the door with his right foot, and then he ransacked the whole family and wiped out all the nine clans?

The fist in the cuff loosened and tightened, and Wu Qingyuan tried his best to suppress his anger: "1 taels of silver, plus the official clothes of the nine-rank Black Clothes. If you agree, I will take the horse away now."

"You can't take it away." It's not that Fang Ping looks down on this Wu Qingyuan, but Liu Wuye is still a disciple of the Martial Dao Sect, a strong man in the fourth-grade marrow washing state, because he coveted the exotic BMW, he became greedy, and now he has already drank the soup up.

"I've said so much, but you still don't agree? Then don't blame me..." Wu Qingyuan lost his patience and took a step back. The twenty guards who came with him, like dragons and tigers, entered the yard one after another and surrounded him. Fang Ping.

Chapter 80; No overnight feud

The [-] guards who came with Wu Qingyuan were all at the top level of martial arts, including two eighth-rank warriors, who surrounded Fang Ping in groups, and they would take action only after Wu Qingyuan gave an order.

"Wow wow wow!"

The big black dog barked and bared.

The heterogeneous BMW squinted and didn't take it seriously.

"I'm going to help second brother." Fang Ying, who saw the scene in the courtyard in the room, was about to fight out with a long sword when something happened.

Li Rou stopped Xiao Nizi and shook her head seriously. Although she is a woman, she also understands that going out at this time will only add to the chaos.

……

"What? In broad daylight, the son of the county magistrate wants to steal and oppress goodness?"

Fang Ping, caught in the siege, asked contemptuously.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Wu Qingyuan snorted, and shouted: "It is obvious that you colluded with the bandits outside the city, mutilated the people, burned, killed and looted. I came today to arrest you!"

"Do it, if you dare to resist, he will be abolished."

A ninth-rank guard took the lead and slammed Fang Ping's back with his palm.

The strange thing is that Fang Ping didn't move at all, but the ninth-rank guard was shattered by a huge force, his arm was convulsed and twisted, and he flew upside down screaming again and again.

Fang Ping walked forward, and the two ninth-rank guards who rushed forward were shattered as soon as the eyes were dark, and fell to the ground bleeding all over the place, and several ninth-rank guards who rushed forward one after another also fell Ordinary end.

Fang Ping didn't even see how to make a move.

When the two eighth-rank guards looked solemn and shouted angrily, they pulled out their steel knives back and forth and slashed at Fang Ping's torso. The eighth-rank guard was smashed into a hornet's nest by the fragments of the blade, which penetrated the body.Another eighth-rank guard's scalp was numb, and he stopped his body and wanted to escape.

Fang Ping strode across Zhang Xu and bumped into it. The moment the two bodies collided, it was like a mountain colliding with a house made of paper. Fang Ping didn't feel any pain.

However, the eighth-rank martial artist who was hit by the impact had countless bones broken, and his head was split and smashed on the wall of the courtyard, blasting a big hole, and fell on the wall of the next door outside the courtyard without diminishing momentum.

"you……"

Wu Qingyuan's face changed, and it was clearly recorded in the yamen file: Fang Ping, a man from the outer city, was poor for generations, and an eighth-rank warrior.

Can an eighth-rank warrior be so vigorous?

There is only one explanation.

Fang Ping concealed his cultivation.

"Damn it, you colluded with bandits outside the city, and you still refuse to plead guilty, violently resisting the law, don't you worry about the consequences?"

Wu Qingyuan shouted loudly.

"You believe what you said." Fang Ping shot away the last ninth-rank guard who was still standing, and said when he turned around: "Do you know how this alien BMW came from? I can tell you, this But it's a secret."

Wu Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, with a bad premonition. People who know too many secrets are destined to not live long. Besides, Fang Ping's terrifying fighting power today gave him an unfathomable feeling: "... Since it's a secret...it's something that can't be told to others, I'm not that curious."

"Get lost." Fang Ping's murderous intent rose for a moment, but he didn't make a move.

To kill each other is as easy as trampling a bedbug or crushing an ant, but Wu Qingyuan's father is the magistrate of Shanyang County, an official of the imperial court. If Fang Ping kills Wu Qingyuan, he will cause a lot of trouble.

"Farewell." Wu Qingyuan walked out of the yard.

"Take your dog and walk with you." Fang Ping reminded, "I can help you too."

Wu Qingyuan's eyes were about to burst, and when he came, he was still unrestrained, rushing forward and embracing him, and when he left, he walked on foot, and the carriage was full of corpses.

Of the [-] high-grade guards, only three survived, and all of them were seriously injured and could not recover in a short period of time.

"This matter is not over!" Wu Qingyuan swore secretly.

……

The courtyard returned to tranquility.

Fang Ping took a bucket of well water and poured it over his head to wash away the bloody smell on his body.

"Second brother, are you okay?"

Fang Ying ran out of the house, the long sword in her hand was clanging against the ground, making a metallic sound.

"What can I do." Fang Ping grinned, and used the topic to educate: "See, in this world, only hard fists can turn evil into good fortune. If my fists were not hard enough, I would have been trampled underfoot and caught just now. to the prison."

Li Rou, who happened to be out of the house, saw the picture of how Fang Ping was educating his younger sister. She didn't open her mouth, and she didn't open her mouth. He wanted to take Fang Ying along the way of martial arts.

……

The end of ugly time.

The moonlight is bright, and the tree shadows the mother-in-law.

The hustle and bustle of the inner city during the day has turned into a kind of quiet and deserted.

Fang Ping opened the door, glanced at his sleeping mother and sister, put on black clothes and a face scarf, and disappeared into the night in the form of a big man in black.

After a while, Fang Ping arrived at the Yamen of the Inner City Mansion.

The government office is very large, and there are servants standing guard in front of the vermilion gate, and the inside of the government office is even more heavily guarded. The servants patrolling with torches, wave after wave, Fang Ping is like a transparent person, passing through several courtyards. Arrived in front of a courtyard deep in the government office.

In the brightly lit room, Wu Qingyuan was in a gloomy mood, drinking wine with a gloomy face. What happened during the day, like a layer of dark clouds, lingered in his heart.

As the son of the county magistrate, he has suffered from such uselessness.

"A despicable pariah from an outer city dares to oppose me! You wait for me, wait for me!"

Wu Qingyuan shouted in a low voice, and dropped the wine glass heavily.

"My lord, the county magistrate ordered you to go and ask questions." A voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Wu Qingyuan frowned, and his voice was a little strange, but after drinking some wine and being angry, he didn't think too much, got up and opened the door.

Bang!

The moment the door was opened, Wu Qingyuan's face was covered with a gust of wind mixed with a large amount of lime powder.

"you……"

Wu Qingyuan realized something was wrong.

Without saying a word, Fang Ping grabbed Wu Qingyuan's throat like lightning, and with a slight force, a corpse collapsed to the ground.

I'm afraid that at the moment of his death, Wu Qingyuan didn't see clearly who killed him.

"Be a good person in the next life." Fang Ping walked away.

Doing nothing during the day is to avoid a series of subsequent troubles. It is different at night. Fang Ping came at night, and the county magistrate of Shanyang County suspected Fang Ping and had no real evidence.

Back in the small courtyard, Fang Ping took off his black clothes and face scarf, and put them under the bluestone slab. The dozen or so bulging cloth bags hanging from his waist were taken off together and put them under the bluestone slab.

"It's cheap for that guy. It's such an honor to ask me, a fourth-rank marrow washing master, to kill him with lime powder."