Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Li Zhong, who comforted him in his heart, slapped his right palm with all his strength. When the fists and palms collided, his expression changed drastically, and he suddenly realized that the true energy of the fist was spreading out of his body, layer upon layer, Endless, it tore the flesh and skin outside Li Zhong's palm and arm violently, and after hitting the outside of his body, he was thrown flying more than ten feet away.

When the foothold was not stable, Fang Ping's fist followed closely behind and hit his body.

Fang Ping could clearly feel the power in his body dissipating rapidly. The power obtained by using his body as a furnace and using "innate qi" as firewood, like a rootless weed, did not take root in Fang Ping's body, nor It can't last long, so when Fang Ping exerts his power, the huge surge of qi and blood energy in his body, and the internal energy of true qi will also quickly dissipate.

"Then let's go all out!" Fang Ping held his breath, the veins on the surface of his arms shuttled, his muscles trembled, and a loud roar made Li Zhong's eyes go dark. He threw hundreds of punches.

Boom!Boom!

When the dense fist strength rubbed against the air, flames several feet high were set off.

"not good!"

Li Zhong's heart was beating wildly. He smelled the breath of death. He didn't care about the consequences. He hurriedly mobilized the Qi and blood in his body to attack several large acupoints on his body, squeezing his own potential. Several important acupoints in the body, after squeezing out the potential of the whole body, the strength immediately improved a lot.

"drink!"

Immediately afterwards, Li Zhong pushed two palms that were as big as palm-leaf fans, filled with qi and blood, and slapped the void like two mountains. With hundreds of punches, his body also felt sore like needles, which was the aftereffect of urging the qi and blood pressure to squeeze the potential.

"Pong-"

A cloud of powder fell without warning, covering Li Zhong's face.

"Poison? No, it's lime powder!"

Li Zhong was stunned, his whole body was not well.

Martial artists in the innate realm confronted each other with lime powder?Is this crazy?Throughout the ages, in the past dynasties, has there ever been a warrior in the innate realm who used lime powder?

Fang Ping remained silent, this was what he wanted. Lime powder had an unexpected mental attack on high-level fighters. For example, if someone threw lime powder at Fang Ping, Fang Ping would be stunned.

As soon as Li Zhong was in a daze and distracted, Fang Ping pounced on him, his two arms as thick as temple pillars locked Li Zhong's neck tightly, and his two thighs were also locked like old/tree/entangled roots. Li Zhong's waist made it difficult for him to exert force, and the two of them fell to the ground. Feeling suffocated, Li Zhong raised his arm and elbowed Fang Ping.

The strength was great, but he locked his neck and waist, and his strength could not be fully vented to Fang Ping. Fang Ping's two arms became more and more forceful, and he could hear the horrifying sound of bones breaking in his neck.

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"...no... let go...you can't kill me..."

Li Zhong, whose neck bones were cracked under the forceful contraction of Fang Ping's two arms, had blood gushing out of his eyes, mouth, and nostrils, and his consciousness became blurred, which he never expected When the time comes, this battle will end with "lime powder" as the starting point, as if everything is preordained in the dark.

"It's over." Fang Ping didn't leave anyone alive. He pulled up with both arms, and the terrifying force tore apart the connection between Li Zhong's head and neck.

Pfft!

The moment Li Zhong's head was pulled off, blood gushed out like a spring, and hot blood sprayed Fang Ping all over.

Kicking away Li Zhong's body, Fang Ping held the other's head and stood up gasping for breath.

Without delay, he quickly searched the corpses of Li Zhong and the six Li family warriors, and then mobilized his true energy to dispose of several corpses without any traces.

After doing all this, Fang Ping left the place quickly.

During the run, the strength in Fang Ping's body dissipated rapidly, and his realm quickly fell to the acquired realm. A feeling of extreme weakness lingered all over his body. Fang Ping's muscles were so weak and his eyes turned black. He forced himself to find a cave. Inside the cave lived a giant gray wolf as big as a scalper, who slapped Fang Ping to death.

"Recover your strength quickly..." Fang Ping sat weakly on the ground, took out a few Dragon Tiger Pills that he had made with him, put them in his mouth, and let the medicinal power wander in his body.

If we were to talk about this battle, it would have been a close call. If Fang Ping hadn't obtained half a wisp of "innate qi" in advance, using his body as a furnace and using "innate qi" as fuel to break into the innate realm, his strength would Having received an earth-shaking promotion, he is definitely no match for Li Zhong, who has "three changes between man and nature".

After a day and night of cultivation, after eating up the Dragon and Tiger Pill that he carried with him, Fang Ping recovered [-]% of his strength. After falling from the state of innate to the state of acquired, the backlash of weakness was more dangerous than expected. Both the eight meridians and the dantian inner palace have left hidden wounds, but they can be recovered as long as they are properly taken care of.

Outside the cave, it rained heavily with lightning and thunder. Fang Ping turned his head to look, and saw four fluffy giant gray wolf cubs the size of a dirt dog, shivering, curled up and lying on their backs when Fang Ping slapped them. Dead giant gray wolf carcass.

"It's impossible for a cub to survive outside this city without its mother." Fang Ping sighed, and started a bonfire to eat wolf meat. After the war, he suffered a lot of losses, and all the pills he carried with him were eaten up. , The energy provided by a family of five cannot fill the stomach at all.

The rain outside the cave was as heavy as beans, and thunder snakes were densely packed. A lightning bolt that was as bright as a flame happened to hit the rock outside the cave.

Hearing the sound, Fang Ping walked out of the cave, and found a rather high hillside. There was a dead tree on the hillside, which was often struck by lightning.

After a while, there was indeed a blazing and dazzling thunderbolt, which fell from a high altitude and struck on the hillside. Fang Ping naturally operated the "stove raising skill", using himself as a furnace.

The moment the powerful electric current penetrated his body, most of the energy passed through his body and merged into the ground, and the remaining energy was absorbed into tens of trillions of cells in the body by Fang Ping's "furnace raising skills" Going in, the depleted body seems to have recovered a little bit.

Several lightning bolts fell from the sky one after another. Fang Ping was dressed in rags, bathed in the baptism of thunder and lightning. Introduce thunder into the body.

Half a day later, the heavy rain stopped, the dark clouds receded, and the rising sun brought warmth and light to everything in the world. Fang Ping was still standing on the hillside. Now he could not only absorb energy and matter from the thunder and lightning, but also from Sunlight and moonlight absorb energy and matter, and their attributes are different, but the essence is the same.

Absorbing the energy substances contained in the sunlight, Fang Ping's body was covered with a layer of gold-like luster, shining brightly and shining brightly. At first glance, it looked like an Arhat King Kong with a golden body molded in a temple.Compared with the thunder and lightning that will be bred on rainy days, the sun is there all year round. Even if it is the cold winter months and the north wind is like a knife, the sun will rise as usual.

Before he knew it, Fang Ping was immersed in cultivation. His mouth, nose and pores were breathing regularly, and his body absorbed the energy and substances contained in the sunlight like a furnace of flesh and blood. Wisps of delicate moonlight sprinkled down on the ground, which also contained energy substances.

"Ooooooooooooo-"

The wolf howled.

More than a dozen giant gray wolves walked out of the dark and dense night, staring at the humans on the hillside with green eyes, but they seemed to sense that the figures on the hillside had an extremely terrifying side, and none of them attacked.

It was the day when the sun was rising and everything was recovering. The long-lost sunshine shone warmly and dazzlingly outside Fang Ping's body.

When a person has an epiphany, once the epiphany comes, ordinary people may soar into the sky.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. During these ten days, Fang Ping stood motionless on the hillside and used his body as a furnace to absorb the energy and matter in the sun and moonlight. During this period, many beasts came and went, but none of them dared Grinning at the young man on the hillside, the beast's sensitivity to crisis and power gap is inherently superior to that of human beings.

[Martial Arts: Furnace Raising Kungfu (Slightly successful) - Mastery and Mastery]

The wind is raging and the clouds are surging, and the sun and the moon are competing for glory.

The moment Fang Ping opened his eyes suddenly, the moonlight and energy of the sun and the moon that he had absorbed in his body these days burst out in disillusionment outside his body, like a storm, the sun was shining, the moon was cold, and it contained Several moods.

When Fang Ping killed several Li family warriors, he absorbed a sense of sword and fist from the offensive of two of them. During these days, Fang Ping comprehended them and realized a touch of fist Artistic conception, sword artistic conception, plus the sword artistic conception he had comprehended before, Fang Ping now has three artistic concepts.

"Normal warriors spend their whole lives comprehending one kind of artistic conception. It's great. I use my body as a furnace to absorb other people's artistic conceptions for me to comprehend, and my potential, aptitude and comprehension have reached the level of evildoer Wushuang under the development of health-preserving exercises. At this point, if I can absorb and comprehend all kinds of artistic conceptions and integrate them into the furnace cultivation technique, what kind of atmosphere will this be?"

"There are hundreds of classics in the furnace, nothing more than this!"

Fang Ping laughed heartily. He figured out what to do next for Furnace Cultivation Kungfu, and thus raised this high-level health-preserving Kungfu to the state of "integration and mastery". , the qi and blood increased sharply, the true qi and internal strength increased sharply, and the cultivation base reached the pseudo-innate realm.

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In terms of cultivation base, he broke through to the pseudo-innate realm. Fang Ping was refreshed, his bones groaned, and there was no major transformation, but his strength had actually increased by a large amount. He was intoxicated in the joy of improving his strength cultivation base. What made Fang Ping happy was that he had figured out how to proceed with the "Cultivation Raising Kung Fu", and how to raise a hundred scriptures.

"The Sutra of Fuyang Yang, this scripture does not refer to a certain martial art, but the artistic conception. The purpose of a warrior to practice a certain martial art is to comprehend the artistic conception. For example, practicing swordsmanship can comprehend the sword. The meaning of the sword can be realized by practicing the sword technique, and what I have to do is to soften all kinds of artistic conceptions together, so as to achieve the mysterious realm of cultivating hundreds of scriptures."

Fang Ping firmly believed that his idea was correct, but it was extremely difficult to implement it.

"I'm still young, and I have plenty of time. If I meet any martial artist who understands the artistic conception in the future, I can't let go of any of them."

Thinking in this way, Fang Ping called out the attribute panel:

【Name: Fang Ping】

[Martial Arts: Turtle Breath Breathing Technique (Achieving the Peak+), Strengthening the Body (Extraordinary+), Raising the Furnace (Comprehensive)]

[Cultivation: Pseudo-innate realm]

【Vision point: 810 points】

"The Turtle Breath Breathing Technique can be improved a bit. This is the first health-preserving technique I have practiced. It cannot be compared to the "Furnace Raising Kungfu" in terms of profoundness, so it must not be ignored."

Fang Ping's consciousness poked at the "Turtle's Breath Breathing Technique" that bloomed in dark blue in the column of martial arts, and the panel changed accordingly. Refrain from vulgarity" realm.

A warm and long-lasting energy wandered in Fang Ping's body, washing his internal organs, cutting down the dirt and impurities in his eight meridians, and the turtle's breath in the dantian became vigorous like a solid mist.

Fang Ping activated the "extraordinary" realm of tortoise's breath breathing technique, and the air within a radius of one hundred feet rushed into his body frantically. The string arrow pierced through the ground dozens of meters away, blasting a deep pit the size of a human head on the ground.

Exhale into a sword!

The destructive power is second, and the penetrating power is enough to penetrate the true energy barrier of the pseudo-innate realm powerhouse!

Fang Ping mobilized the tortoise's true energy to turn it into a "mist true energy armor", which was an inch thick, shimmering and radiant, and tightly wrapped around Fang Ping's body. Just like a turtle shell that is invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to weapons and guns.

……

Inner City Government Office.

Zhou Futai's face was pale, his eyes were darkened, and he stood in the room without a good sleep for several days and nights.

Since Fang Ping and Li Zhong left the mansion that day, he sent more than a dozen people out of the city to look for them, but there is still no news.

"I can't sleep on the station! You don't want to sleep in Ansheng either! Somebody, go and tell Ji Meng and Chu Ying, let them lead me to search outside the city, and don't let them go within a hundred miles."

Zhou Futai, whose eyes were bloodshot, gritted his teeth and yelled.

Little did he know that Fang Ping had returned to his home in the outer city at this time.

Once inside, Fang Ping asked Li Rou to pack her luggage and bring Fang Ying back.The reason is very simple, this Daze prefecture can't stay anymore.

The two groups of people before and after were smashed into the sand in Dazefu City, so the Li family will definitely send more warriors here with great fanfare. Fang Ping can't sit still and wait for the Li family's warriors to come to the door.

Half an hour later, Li Rou brought Fang Ying back from the academy. Fang Ying, who didn't know what was going on, was reluctant when she heard that Fang Ping wanted to take her out of Daze Prefecture, so she respected Fang Ying in the academy. Zu didn't have long.

But whether to go or not is not up to her to decide, Fang Ping is the head of the family.

"Ping'er, where are we going, back to Shanyang County?"

Li Rou, who dragged Fang Ying into the carriage, never forgot about Shanyang County. In fact, she was thinking about her husband and eldest son. Even after such a long time, there was no news of her.

Without saying a word, Fang Ping rode on the back of a different kind of BMW and drove out of the city with the carriage. After walking for more than ten miles, an iron cavalry chased up from behind. Fang Ping frowned and saw clearly. Those who came were Ji Meng and Chu Ying.

"Mother, wait for me for a moment."

After saying a word, Fang Ping jumped off the horse.

"Brother Fang."

"Don't say anything, I plan to leave Daze Prefecture."

"Is it because of the Li family warrior?" Chu Ying guessed something, but didn't dare to think deeply.

"You still don't know anything about this."

"Then where are you going?" Ji Meng asked.

As soon as he asked the question, he regretted it. Fang Ping's sudden departure must have been forced by the situation. Naturally, he couldn't easily reveal where he was going.

"See you again." Fang Ping cupped his hands and bid farewell to the two.

"I'm afraid we won't meet again after leaving." Chu Ying looked at the back of the young man who was drifting away, with a look of disappointment on his face, unwilling to reconcile, and relieved in a blink of an eye.

"Think about it, Brother Fang is not a thing in the pool, and we are people from two different worlds." Ji Meng stretched out his hand and patted Chu Ying's shoulder, comforting him.

……

One month later, on a wasteland in a state capital of Yanzhou.

Fang Ping acted lightly, wielding Fang Tian's painted halberd like an arm and finger, beheading hundreds of bandits who blocked the road and robbed money in an understatement.In this month, he has encountered countless waves of bandits, some of them wisely avoided Fang Ping, and some of them fell under the black halberd recklessly.

"Dry food is almost gone, let's move forward, and rest for a few days if you encounter a town."

Fang Ping thought to himself, walking against the scorching sun, the sunlight that fell outside his body was absorbed into his body by the "stove raising skill" that he operated. According to Fang Ping, he is now practicing all the time, and he can start from the sun during the day. Energy substances can be absorbed from sunlight, and energy substances can be absorbed from moonlight at night.

Two days later, the dry food was exhausted, Fang Ping could still endure, but Fang Ying's hungry stomach was growling.

"Be patient, you will find something to eat soon." Fang Ping accelerated his forward speed.

In the evening, when the sun was setting and the clouds were burning like fire, an official road appeared at the end of the land, which meant that it was very close to the town. As expected, Fang Ping entered a town before dark. Shanyang County is much larger, and it is also divided into outer city and inner city. The outer city is chaotic and mixed with fish and dragons.

The inner city of the town is peaceful, and there are government officials patrolling day and night. Fang Ping lodged in an inn, and told the waiter in the inn, "Feed my horse well! Mix evenly with high-quality meat supplements and grain."

The waiter at the inn had a shrewd face, and he was used to people from the world, but he was still surprised to see the strange appearance of the exotic BMW, which was as big as an elephant, with four hooves like a tiger's palm. He also realized that Fang Ping was not an ordinary person from the world. Especially respectful.

"Second brother, I want to eat roast chicken and braised pork!" Fang Ying, who had been hungry for a long time, got off the carriage and muttered about eating meat.

"Okay, I'll give you enough to eat!" Fang Ping picked up Fang Ying and walked towards the inn lobby.

Chapter 164 [Black-clothed witch]

It was dark, and the moon and stars were scarce.

Fang Ping walked into the lobby of the inn. He didn't see a few tables of guests. The only thing that caught Fang Ping's attention was a burly man sitting in front of the table on the right.

A burly man in his early forties, his temples are bulging, and a four-sided hammer is placed on the chair beside him. The hammer is as big as a human head, square, and made of special metal. The handle of the hammer is half a foot long. He wants to swing it. A thousand catties of divine power cannot do it.

With just a glance, Fang Ping withdrew his gaze.

"Come on, sir, take a seat." The waiter quickly wiped a table clean, beckoning Fang Ping to take a seat.

Fang Ping nodded and sat in front of the table, "Give me a room in the upper room, and a table of wine and food, meat is the best."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment, it will be ready soon." The waiter ran to the kitchen and served more than ten dishes one after another.

Fang Ping put a chicken leg into Fang Ying's bowl, and the little girl who had been hungry for a long time swallowed her saliva before opening her mouth to thank her, when she saw Fang Ping eat the rest of the roast chicken with meat and bones in several big mouthfuls.