Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

He doesn't know his blessings in the midst of blessings, if someone paves the way for him in such a meticulous manner, Fang Ping will wake up from his dreams with laughter.

In the early morning of the next day, Fang Ying, who hadn't slept all night, had almost digested the potency of the medicine in her body, and when the potion dissipated, she felt a little ill coming and going like a cocoon. Lie down on the bed as soon as it was dark, Fang Ping woke it up and stuffed it with a bone warming pill.

Li Rou, who was fussed by Fang Ying all night and didn't close her eyes, looked at Fang Ping's actions and stopped her, "Ping'er, what did you give her? She is still young and needs tonics." Not too much."

"Mother, you don't understand, this martial arts training has to start from when I was a baby, I'm too late to practice martial arts, and I haven't stepped into the innate realm yet." Fang Ping said and gave Li Rou a few bone-warming pills, Yangqi Pill, "Not only Fang Ying wants to eat it, but you also want to eat it. This is a pill I specially refined for you. Both adults and children can eat it. One piece costs 2000 taels of silver."

"Then I'll eat it!" Upon hearing that one would cost 2000 taels of silver, Li Rou directly stuffed the elixir into her mouth, fearing that the elixir would go moldy and go bad after a while.

At noon, Fang Ying fell into a deep sleep, unable to wake up from the smell of meat all over the room.

Fang Ping was eating heartily, and Li Rou suddenly said, "It's a bit deserted, Mother often goes to West Street to buy vegetables, and there lives a Wang Matchmaker who can speak well, and has introduced hundreds of families one after another over the years."

Fang Ping didn't talk to him. If he had that idea, he would embrace the child. We might as well wait until he entered the innate realm to discuss the matter of getting married. The qi and blood will decline, and the lifespan will also be greatly increased. This is what Fang Ping heard from Chen Tiande.

In the afternoon, Ji Meng came to the yard.

"Zhen Wusi sent two masters, one suspected to be a descendant of an aristocratic family, and the other unfathomable, probably a strong man in the innate realm. This time, they will take the lead in annihilating the Tiansheng sect branch, and I will dispatch troops to support it." Ji Knowing everything about the current situation.

"Zhen Wusi, a strong man in the innate realm? That day, the master of the sub-altar of the Shengjiao is also a strong man in the innate realm. If you go here, you can see how two super strong men in the innate realm fight at close range. gone."

Fang Ping was eager to try, and immediately agreed to go to the Tianshengjiao sub-forum with Ji Meng, but it was still the old rule, he would not get involved in it, and he had to give money if he wanted to make a move.

At the beginning of Haishi, most of the people in the outer city turned off the lights and went to sleep, but Fang Ying, who had slept for a long time, woke up, looked out the window in a daze, and remembered the scene of Fang Ping feeding her a lot of pills, and shuddered!

On tiptoe, Xiao Nizi got out of bed, opened the door of the bungalow, and saw her elder brother squatting in front of the alchemy furnace making alchemy.

"Good time! Freshly baked elixir, while it's hot!"

Fang Ping grabbed Xiao Nizi and stuffed two freshly baked elixir.

three days later.

"I'm going out for a few days, stay at home and be obedient."

After instructing Xiao Nizi twice, Fang Ping rode on the exotic BMW and walked out of the city.

Arriving outside the city gate without hindrance, Fang Ping saw thousands of troops, not many, but they were all elites selected from thousands of miles.

Chu Ying, Ji Meng, greeted Fang Ping one after another, Fang Ping also nodded with a smile, and his eyes were attracted by the old and the young.

The old and the young are extremely extraordinary. The latter is in his early 20s, rich and handsome, with a noble temperament, dressed in brocade clothes, with a fragrant and expensive sachet hanging around his waist. That domineering, superior posture was engraved into his bones, and his cultivation was also terrifying, reaching the level of pseudo-innate realm.

Besides, the old man, dressed in coarse linen, with white hair, is ordinary, and has rough skin, but it is different from the young nobleman who is flamboyant and exposing his aura. Fang Ping felt a sense of dread looking up at the high mountain. The person Ji Meng mentioned was probably the innately strong person in Zhenwusi.

"Second-rank level, you are still so young." The old man in coarse linen noticed Fang Ping, "Your friend is a disciple of the sect?"

Judging from his temperament and appearance, Fang Ping could not be a child of an aristocratic family, but more like a martial arts sect's arrogance.

Fang Ping thought for a moment, thinking about pretending to be a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it, "The junior Fang Ping is not a disciple of the sect."

Ji Meng said from the side: "I was able to capture the Guardian of the Tianshengjiao sub-altar, thanks to Brother Fang's righteous action. If there is no Brother Fang with his unparalleled strength in the world, I can defeat the Tianshengjiao sub-altar guardian. Now that he has become a dry bone in the tomb, he is definitely a monster."

Fang Ping glared at the person in front of him: You talk too much!

"A monstrous figure? I don't dare to call him a monstrous figure, how do you think he is better than me?" The young nobleman looked at Ji Meng with a smile on his face.

Fang Ping sneered, telling you to talk too much.

"I..." Ji Meng's tongue got stuck, wishing he could scratch his ear.

"Okay, to be able to cultivate to the second-rank level at this age can be regarded as a good talent in the world, and has the potential to be promoted to innate." The old man in coarse linen made a smooth game for Ji Meng, and then he sent an invitation to Fang Ping, " The Zhenwu Division will enforce the law on behalf of the sky, clean up the world, suppress the rebellious party and traitors, and my friends can come to my Zhenwu Division."

"Based on your potential, if you make great achievements in the future, you will have the opportunity to obtain a ray of innate energy, which will directly lead you to the innate realm."

Fang Ping turned a deaf ear to it, no one knows how to paint big cakes, and he, Fang Ping, would not sell himself to the imperial court just for a ray of innate talent.

"This exotic BMW is not bad, and my Luo family also raises hundreds of them." The young nobleman said surprisingly.

More like a show off!

There are only a handful of heterogeneous BMWs in Daze Prefecture. As far as Fang Ping knows, there are only two of them. One is his, and the other is kept in the backyard of Zhoufutai, which is regarded as a rare treasure.This young nobleman said that his family has raised hundreds of heads, no doubt telling Fang Ping that he is of great status and has a monstrous background.

"The Luo family... There are three major families in Yanzhou, the Luo family, the Li family, and the Xun family. There are also a few famous families under them. Lao Bai's biological father is the head of the branch of the Li family. Is it the Luo family from a great family?"

Fang Ping speculated about the identity of the young nobleman, and as he expected, the young nobleman was named Luo Ming, and he was the young arrogance of the Luo family, one of the three aristocratic families in Yanzhou.

1 Forty chapters; madness and madness for a family [[-] words—two in one]

According to Na Tie's explanation, the sub-altar of the Tiansheng sect is hidden in the mountains on the border of Daze Prefecture. There are thousands of members of the first-rank sect, and hundreds of elites of the third-rank. The superpower of the Realm.

At this time, Fang Ping just wanted to reach the sub-altar of Tianshengjiao as soon as possible, and witness with his own eyes the fighting process between the old man of Zhen Wusi and the master of the sub-altar of Tianshengjiao. Howling sight.

More than a thousand people worked day and night, wearing the stars and wearing the moon, and it took less than ten days to reach the border of Dazefu City. At the end of the field of vision, there are rolling mountains and many peaks.

As a super strong man in the innate realm, the old man in coarse linen clothes was spotless outside his body, and his breath was not the slightest bit dazzled. He tirelessly glanced at the thousands of people and horses, and said gently: "Stay where you are, rest for a day, tomorrow When the dawn breaks, I will follow this old man to destroy the traitors of the Tiansheng Cult."

Ji Meng got the order and quickly ordered everyone to set up camp, light a bonfire, and take out dry food.

Fang Ping's eyes turned and fixed on the old man in coarse linen. The old man's aura was restrained to the extreme, without missing a single fluctuation. It was no different from those elderly people who had never practiced martial arts and were old, but this was all an illusion.

Fang Ping couldn't tell the depth, he could only say that the innate realm was so terrifying that it was so powerful that even Fang Ping couldn't perceive its strength.

After all, this old man in coarse linen was not the first one Fang Ping had seen. The demon town master who went to Lianjiabao to kill Luo Quan and the master demon slayer were all innate.

"Oh? Little friend is interested in the old man?"

The old man in coarse linen sat cross-legged on the ground, took the kettle and dried meat from Ji Meng, and waved to Fang Ping with a smile. He was gentle and kind, just like his own elders, "Come on, the old man likes to be with you young people who are full of vigor. make friends."

"Coincidentally, Mr. Fang also likes to make friends with the old man who is both virtuous and talented." Fang Ping sat down in front of the old man in coarse linen with slander in his heart.

"Don't talk about one senior at a time, old man Baishan."

Fang Ping's favorability towards the old man has increased a lot, "Hello, Mr. Bai, junior Fang Ping."

"Humble and courteous, with high potential and ordinary appearance, he is much better than those greasy and pink-faced children of aristocratic families, and he is manly." Bai Shan smiled honestly and commented on Fang Ping, which also provoked him to stand not far away, Luo Ming, who was dressed in a noble temperament, brocade clothes and robes, was out of tune with everyone around him, and snorted with a big frown.

Who do you touch, old man?

Fang Ping was speechless, "The juniors were born in poverty and have no roots, so they can be compared with the children of aristocratic families."

Luo Ming thought deeply and nodded.

"Because of being born in poverty and having no background, it is rare and valuable." Bai Shan stretched out his hand, pointed at Luo Ming who was standing not far away, but stared straight at Fang Ping and asked: "Look at this person How about it? He was born in the Luo family, one of the three major families in Yanzhou, and he has the blood of the family, so he can enjoy endless martial arts resources, and now he is at the pseudo-innate realm."

Luo Ming;? ? ?

Fang Ping had a headache, Baishan hated the children of the rich and powerful families, the strong in the innate realm also have this qualification, but Fang Ping is not in the innate realm, "Old man... Who are you talking about? Why can't the junior hear anything? I may be sick !"

Bai Shan is awe-inspiring, and his impression of the young man has been raised to a higher level, "Yes, I know how to pretend to be confused at a young age. The old man is just like you. He was born in a poor family and has no background. Take it seriously, bestow a ray of innate energy, and promote the innate."

"The innate qi, the younger generation has also heard people mention it. It is a treasure of heaven and earth that can make acquired warriors harmonize with the power of heaven and earth, accept the baptism of power of heaven and earth, and thus become a strong innate. It is very precious, and the world It’s rare. Many postnatal warriors waste their lives, the main reason is that they don’t get a ray of innate energy.”

Fang Ping quoted old Comrade Chen Tiande's description without change.

"I can't see it, a grassroots person can still know the secrets about innate qi."

Luo Ming walked over at an untimely moment, and looked down at Fang Ping, "But do you know how the innate qi is conceived? It requires the gathering of endless inspirations from heaven and earth. My Luo family has a spiritual place." , if you follow me, regard me as master, and serve the Luo family for generations, I can guarantee that I will give you a ray of innate spirit immediately."

Luo Ming had a calm demeanor. He didn't believe that Fang Ping could refuse the temptation of "innate spirit". If Fang Ping was subdued by him today, he would be able to severely disgust Bai Shan, who hated the children of the aristocratic family and stumbling him everywhere.Although joining the Zhenwu Division has the opportunity to gain innate qi, it requires a lot of selection and great contributions.

"There is a lot of nonsense, so don't be afraid to flash your tongue! Your Luo family has a long tradition and has a spiritual land. With your family status, if you want to give outsiders a wisp of innate spirit casually, can the elders in your clan promise you?" ?"

Bai Shan retorted to Luo Ming tepidly.

"That's also much easier than going to the Zhenwu Division. The innate energy bestowed by the Zhenwu Division in a year is no more than one hand!" Luo Ming's eyes were fierce, and he refused to back down.

Seeing the old and the young confronting each other, Fang Ping, who was caught between the two, was quite helpless. Was he involved in a class struggle?

One side is a congenital strongman from a poor family, and the other side is a noble son from a wealthy family. The two competed with each other full of gunpowder, and Fang Ping became a bargaining chip that could decide the outcome of both sides.

From a standpoint, Fang Ping also came from a poor background, so he should lean towards the poor Baishan. If the poor don’t unite, they will never be able to overthrow a long-established family. But from the perspective of the traverser, defeating the evil dragon Those who live in this world will eventually become new dragons, and it will never be possible for all beings to be equal in this world.

At the risk of offending a strong person in the innate realm and a son of a wealthy family at the same time, Fang Ping remained silent and walked away without saying a word. He stayed away from the two of you and wanted to fight you. Seek the truth with one heart, no choice!

"I don't know what to praise, but fortunately I still have some self-knowledge." Luo Ming looked at Baishan with a sneer, as if he had won.

"Under normal circumstances, the sub-altars of Tianshengjiao will set up a sub-altar master, the innate realm! Two Dharma protectors, pseudo-innate realm! One of the guardians has been imprisoned in the dungeon, and the remaining one is in the pseudo-innate realm Protector, at that time the old man can't care about you."

Bai Shan preached in a gloomy tone, the implication is very clear, when the day when the pseudo-innate realm protector of the Shengjiao sub-altar kills you, a son of a wealthy family, don't expect him to rescue you, he will still deal with that sub-altar with all his strength What about the altar master?

"It's ridiculous, how can a traitor born in the pseudo-innate realm be able to stop my family's martial arts?" Luo Ming was unmoved at all. The superpowers in the realm can point out and empower from the side, and put it on the rivers and lakes. For warriors born in poverty, they are invincible at the same level, and challenges by leapfrogging are not a problem.

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Ji Meng came to Fang Ping with a jug of wine, grinned honestly, and said in a low voice, "Have a drink, after this time I wiped out the sub-altar of the Tiansheng Sect, I'm going to Zhen Wusi."

Fang Ping was surprised. When Ji Meng told him that the Zhenwu Division came, he didn't mention that he would also join the Zhenwu Division. "Congratulations to Captain Ji, you have reached the sky in one step."

"Other people say this is okay, but if you say it, it's a bit embarrassing to me." Ji Meng shook his head and said, he was able to get the opportunity to join the Zhenwu Division, half of which was because he captured the Tie Guardian and tortured him to find out the position of the Tianshengjiao branch altar , Half of it is that the cultivation base potential is just enough, how can it be compared with Fang Ping, no innate aura is needed.

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On that day, the sky broke dawn, and the scene of the sun slowly rising from among the mountains was particularly majestic and shocking.

A team of more than a thousand people, a team of a hundred people, filed into the depths of the mountain.

At noon, a small village hidden deep in the mountains appeared in front of us. Fang Ping, Ji Meng, Bai Shan, and Luo Ming stood on the hillside with dense old trees.

The small village that came into their eyes was bustling and bustling. On the surface, it looked like a paradise for escaping from the world and avoiding the chaos of war. However, among the villagers in the village, there were many monks who were skilled in martial arts.

"Tianshengjiao rebels are always cunning! They would rather kill the wrong one than let them go!" Luo Ming's murderous spirit rose, his fair and handsome face became a little grim, he didn't discuss with Baishan, and rushed to the hillside alone The speed of the small village below was astounding, and in an instant, they crossed a few hundred meters of mountain roads and stood at the entrance of the village.

Ji Meng glanced at it and didn't respond. Bai Shan seemed to be acquiescing. He raised his hand and waved twice. More than a thousand soldiers and horses dispersed, occupying the ground, and surrounded the small village in all directions.

"... There is a guest here."

The old man sitting at the entrance of the village is warm and polite, with a hunched spine, holding a boy with a thick head and a tiger head in his arms. Looking at Luo Ming who appeared in front of the village entrance, he picked up a bowl of tea and approached Luo Ming in a moment of astonishment, wrinkled. The covered face was full of smiles, "Did the young master come to the mountains to hunt or gather herbs? I am the village head of the village, just ask me if you have anything to say."

Luo Ming's killing intent was high, and he replied with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "My son, Luo Ming, comes from one of the three major families in Yanzhou, the Luo family. He is now the captain of the Wu school in Liupin Town, Zhenwu Division, and he is here to exterminate the traitors of the Tiansheng Sect! "

"Tianshengjiao... I haven't heard of it, did you come to the wrong place, young master?"

"Did you come to the wrong place?" Luo Ming stepped forward, the wind was strong, the gravel was flying, and a blazing rainbow of true energy, condensed like a knife and sharpened like a waterfall, shot out from Luo Ming's body and pierced the old man's body. Even the boy who was held by the old man's hand was not spared and fell into a pool of blood.

Chu Ying, who saw Luo Ming's killing spree on the hillside, raised her eyebrows, and said in disapproval: "Tiantian teaches rebels to be hacked into pieces, but innocent children, he comes from a family, how can he be so cruel?" bloodthirsty."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Luo Ming breaking into the village, killing everyone he saw, and destroying everyone he met. From the old man down to the frail child, none of them can escape the rainbow light of zhenqi lasing out of his body.

"Ahhhhhhh! Fight him!"

Those natural-born martial artists hidden in the village roared wildly and rushed towards Luo Ming without fear of death. Among them were more than a dozen mid-level third-rank martial artists.

"Come on, the more you come, the better!" Luo Ming, whose face was smeared with red blood, pushed forward with his right hand, and his true energy smashed the bodies of several third-rank warriors like a surging ocean. In the blink of an eye, streaks of blazing rainbow light shot out from Luo Ming's body again, piercing through the vital points of several third-rank warriors.

After a while, the village was filled with blood and corpses piled up like a mountain. Luo Ming walked to a hut full of straw, and with a slap of his palm, the straw burned into ashes, revealing a group of innocent people hiding behind the hut. toddler.

On the hillside, Chu Ying, who couldn't bear Luo Ming's brutal killing of innocent children, pursed her lips and cast her gaze at Fang Ping.

"Our Lady has a bad heart."

Fang Ping didn't want to make a move. This village was undoubtedly inextricably linked to the Tiansheng Sect.

"Girl dolls are kind-hearted, but these children are all medicine boys of Tianshengjiao. They were fed with secret medicine by Tianshengjiao since they were young. They won't live long." Bai Shan lamented a shocking fact.

"Senior taught that it's just that this Luo Ming...has a very murderous nature, is it caused by practicing a special technique?" Fang Ping noticed that Luo Ming, after his murderous intent was heightened, looked like a hideous, ugly, mad and crazy man. The wild dog is not like a person when it is peaceful, and Fang Ping will change after entering the fighting state, but his mood will not change.

"You're very keen in observation, I've shown you all of this." Bai Shan said with contempt in his tone, "This is also a major factor why this old man hates the children of the aristocratic family. All the children of the aristocratic family are somewhat crazy in their bones. Because of domestic intermarriage, they feel that combining with foreign races will tarnish their own blood."

Fang Ping suddenly realized.

Suddenly, the entire village was destroyed by one's own power, his hands were covered with blood, and Luo Ming, who had a face of madness and madness that had not yet retreated, walked back heartily and contentedly with laughter, and fell into Fang Ping's eyes. There is not much difference between a beast that has eaten enough and a monster that has drunk enough blood.

"Have you had enough trouble? I don't know if there will be one or two survivors." Bai Shan reprimanded.

"Those entry-level warriors in the village are definitely rebels from the Tianshengjiao branch. This is enough to show that the Tianshengjiao branch is not far away, and it will not make any difference whether they stay alive or not. Give me an hour, This young master will find out the position of Tianshengjiao sub-altar for you." Luo Ming disappeared in place like a wind, not giving the old man any face.

Fang Ping glanced at Bai Shan, who had a gentle face, and thought to himself: Older comrades are generally very vengeful. I hope the old comrades will fight for their words, and don't swallow their anger just because the other party is a child of an aristocratic family.

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Chapter 141 ; Innate Battle!Golden armor giant! [[-] words, two in one]

The three mountains that are connected together touch the sky like three fingers, majestic and majestic, and inside the three mountains, there is a huge world created by man-made. This is the branch of Tianshengjiao. As a result, the entire interior of the mountain was cold and humid.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the entrance leading to the inside of the mountain. A dozen or so high-ranking warriors of the natural sect guarding in front of the cave, before they could clearly see why, their heads were in different places, and their blood splashed into the sky and fell into a pool of blood.

Luo Ming, who threatened to find the Tianshengjiao sub-forum in an hour, kicked away a dead body standing in front of him triumphantly, but he was not crazy enough to go into the Tianshengjiao sub-forum alone. He knew better than anyone else the difference between the Xiantian realm and the Xiantian realm, so he stood in front of the cave and waited for more than half an hour. When he turned his head, he showed a bit of sarcasm triumphantly.

Bai Shan's eyes were heavy, and he walked into the cave, ignoring Luo Ming. The crowd followed closely. After beheading some members of the Tiansheng Cult along the way, they arrived at the huge karst cave opened inside the mountain. The congregation gathered quickly, and in a blink of an eye, thousands of people poured out from the corridor and the secret passage.

"He Fangxiao is young, dare to attack my Tiansheng sect branch!"