Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Back in the small courtyard of Qinghefang, Fang Ping played with Fang Ying for a while in a perfunctory manner. During dinner at night, Fang Ping mentioned the matter of leaving Fenglin Mansion City tomorrow.

"Then what about the yard?" Li Rou was still thinking about the money for renting the yard. The annual rent was 900 taels, and she had to leave after living in less than half a year. How could she do it without refunding the money.Back in Shanyang County, a sack of wheat bran or a piece of ordinary jewelry in Mouse Alley could marry a wife.

"Mother is right." Fang Ping replied, and thought to himself: It is impossible to refund the money. When renting the house, I signed the contract with the tooth dealer. I can't check out halfway, I can only transfer it. But how could Fang Ping have the time to transfer it, a few hundred taels of silver, he Fang Ping no longer paid attention to, the speed of getting money is faster than the speed of earning money is the key.

One night passed, and in the early morning of the next day, Fang Ping rode a heterogeneous BMW and took his mother and sister in the carriage to the outside of the city.

Under the sky where the night had not subsided, a group of large-scale caravans lined up there. The old butler of the Qiu family, after seeing Fang Ping from a distance, said to a man next to him with a little impression: "This He came here by himself yesterday, and he wants to go to Guangling Mansion with the caravan, claiming to be a third-rank martial artist, good at fighting, so keep an eye on him."

Holding a black gold tiger's head in his hand, the man with the cultivation base of the upper third rank, after hearing the reminder from the old housekeeper of the Qiu family, rode up to Fang Ping, cupped his hands and said, "Qiu family Qiu Xiang, little brother What do you call it?"

Fang Ping's appearance at this time was easily tolerated, "Han Li, my mother and younger sister are sitting in the car. I am going to Guangling Mansion. Please take care of me, Brother Qiu Xiang."

Qiu Xiang didn't think too much about it, and said with a hearty laugh: "It's easy to say, brother Han Li is a third-rank martial artist, he can go to Guangling Mansion with the caravan, and the caravan can also have one more helper, but after Brother Han Li arrives in the caravan , everything must be obeyed by Qiu Mou, and you can’t stand by and watch when you encounter bandits.”

"Naturally, Mr. Han will obey the rules of the caravan." Fang replied firmly.

Qiu Xiang returned to the old butler of the Qiu family, and expressed his judgment, "This man has a long breath and strong blood. He is indeed a warrior of the third rank, but he has two burdens, and he doesn't seem to be someone with evil intentions."

"Let's plan the route. Go west all the way, rest at Luoyun Town, and then turn south..." It's not the first time for the old butler of the Qiu family to go to Guangling Mansion. Delay, it is expected to arrive at Guangling Mansion within three months.

Guangling Mansion is next to Yanzhou Prefecture, and the bustling scene is especially above Fenglin Mansion.

At that time, the caravan set off.

Hundreds of carriages, full of goods, were swinging on the ground like a long dragon.

A few days passed by, and the caravan entered the vast and boundless wilderness. There were no villages or shops behind. At night, wild animals such as wolves, tigers and leopards appeared endlessly.

"Second brother, why don't you make yourself look better, just like me."

"You don't look good either."

Fang Ping stretched out his big hand and pushed Xiao Nizi back into the carriage.

Half a month later, the caravan arrived in a town. The old butler of the Qiu family brought a group of people to the town to buy supplies.

Fang Ping also went into the town to buy a lot of food, and even bought some pastries for Fang Ying to eat on the way.

When the caravan set off, Fang Ping noticed that there was one more person in the team. He was a simple and honest man with a heavy accent. Go to Guangling Mansion.

"The cultivation base of the lower third grade?"

"No, this person is at least a rank one."

Fang Ping could feel that the simple and honest man had practiced the technique of hiding his aura, and the aura was well hidden. Fang Ping could only roughly see his cultivation level. With such a cultivation level, he could go to Guangling Mansion by himself, but he had to Infiltrating into the caravan, Fang Ping not only suspected the purpose of this person, did he come for the Xiantian Xuanbing?

A few days have passed, the honest and honest man has not shown any signs of weakness, and he is down-to-earth and willing to work. He has worked hard to help the warriors in the caravan, and has never had contact with Fang Ping.

"Maybe I'm suspicious." Fang Ping didn't pay attention to the simple and honest man, but he didn't take it lightly.

More than ten days later, the caravan arrived at the wilderness bordering Fenglin Mansion and Guangling Mansion, where there are even fewer people and few vegetation. At dusk that day, hundreds of giant gray wolves emerged, baring their teeth, and blocking the caravan's way with a fierce look on their faces. .

An adult giant gray wolf can kill most of the entry-level warriors, but the threat of hundreds of giant gray wolves is still not small, especially once the wolf pack reaches a certain number, the threat will become even greater.

"Ow--"

The howl of wolves resounded dozens of miles away.

More than a hundred giant gray wolves all had drooping ears and their heads were on the ground, bowing their heads to greet a huge monster.

It was a wolf king with dark purple hair and a golden scar on his forehead, as if he had a third eye. His physique was twice the size of a giant gray wolf as big as a cow and a horse. His kingly aura made hundreds of giant gray wolves dare not raise their heads.

"Roar"

The wolf king let out a low growl with some kind of command message. After hearing this, more than a hundred giant gray wolves organized and disciplined into three torrents and rushed towards the caravan.

An hour later, the corpses of hundreds of giant gray wolves staggered and stained the wilderness red. The majestic wolf king was also shot through the head by Qiu Xiang and fell into a pool of blood. At the moment of death, he was still biting Holding a corpse that hasn't had time to chew.

"Take an inventory of the casualties!" The old butler of the Qiu family ordered people to clean up the battlefield. The crisis this time was nothing serious, but dozens of people were injured, and more than a dozen members of the Qiu family who had no martial arts skills were bitten to death alive. .

In front of the carriage, Fang Ping kicked away the huge wolf's head. It was a giant gray wolf rushing towards him. The wolf fights inextricably, he looks like he meets his opponent in chess and meets Liangcai, maybe he acts like he believes that he is only a third-rank warrior.

"Let's set up camp here tonight and pull out the furs of these animals." The old butler of the Qiu family ordered everyone to eat wolf meat.

Chapter 191;

After eating the wolf meat, Fang Ying and Li Rou returned to the carriage to rest. On the vast wasteland, the wind was rustling and sharp as a knife. It was almost winter, and the weather was much colder.

In the middle of the night, in the wilderness shrouded in thick night, a large number of weird and bizarre lights floated, like eyes dormant in the dark night. Fang Ping sat cross-legged in front of the carriage, running the stove, absorbing energy and matter from the moonlight, At the same time, run the "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique", sensing the ubiquitous energy substances in the surrounding world.

This is the change brought about by the "Turtle's Breath Breathing Technique" after reaching the supernatural state. Fang Ping can vaguely sense that there is an energy beyond the scope of human beings in the depths of the world. sense this energy.Pulling this energy into the body can warm up the body and cleanse the internal organs.

The sun rose on that day, and Fang Ping, who had practiced all night, was full of energy, and his muscles and bones were in harmony. His strength seemed to have improved, but it was very weak, but it had definitely improved a little.

It needs to be known that martial arts monks who have reached the pseudo-innate realm need to improve their strength and ascend to the sky. If they want to make a big breakthrough, they must absorb the innate energy into the body, and return to the innate state to enter the innate realm, but Fang Ping does not. It is intended to break through to the innate state by introducing the "innate energy" into the body. Only martial arts monks with insufficient talent and potential will do that.

The young devil who fished for masters in the Jianghu at the site of the Five Spirits Sect is a Liezi. He has innate energy. field.

"According to my current situation, if you want to break through to the innate state, you can choose to upgrade the turtle's breath breathing technique. The magical turtle's breath breathing technique can only vaguely sense the energy substances existing in the depths of the void. , and cannot be absorbed and refined in a large area, according to my estimation, the energy substance existing in the depths of the void is innate qi!"

When Fang Ping fought with Li Zhong of the Li family, he had no choice but to refine half of the innate qi in his body, and thus learned that the innate qi is an entity compressed by endless pure energy. The energy matter is the same, but the energy matter deep in the void is diluted thousands of times.

"Okay, okay, it's time to go, wake up."

There was a shout, and the caravan was about to set off.

After more than ten days of calm, the caravan did not encounter much crisis except for being attacked by some wild beasts one after another.

Until this day, Fang Ping looked backward on a whim.

"You continue to follow the caravan, and I will be there soon."

Fang Ping left the caravan, rode on horseback, and walked slowly towards the rear.

Not long after, Fang Ping saw a figure appearing at the end of the wilderness. It was none other than Elder Haizong that day.

Together with the elder of Tianhaizong, there was an old man in green robe with a wrinkled complexion like dry wood.

There seemed to be something wriggling under the green-robed old man's robe, and what crawled out of the collar of his robe was a centipede with thousands of legs, thick as a bowl, and a pair of purple wings, swimming in the crumpled body of the green-robed old man. Outside the face, dignitaries are daunting.

"Two innate realms!" Fang Ping's color changed instantly.

In a blink of an eye, the elder Tianhaizong, who was wearing a blue robe with waves embroidered on the cuffs, stood more than ten feet in front of Fang Ping with a gloomy expression, "How dare you leave the Sword Forging Villa."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Fang Ping shook his head and said, "Don't mention this, how did you find me?"

The elder of Tianhaizong snorted and said: "The senior next to me is known as the ancestor of the five poisons. Tracking for thousands of miles is easy."

"Praise the old man. The old man has only lived in vain for a hundred years. He can't be respected by brother Qin." The ancestor of the five poisons with purple winged centipedes swimming on his face smiled kindly. He looked at Fangping with a warm voice. Whispering: "The little guy can subdue the Xiantian Xuanbing, the old man sincerely admires it, why don't you take out the Xiantian Xuanbing and lend it to the old man to appreciate it for a few days, how about it?"

Fang Ping is used to dealing with old comrades, and said with a slight smile: "Mere foreign things are like scrap metal to me. If the senior wants it, the junior should offer it with both hands. I am afraid that some people will hinder it and prevent the junior from taking this Hand over the Xiantian Xuanbing to Senior. How about this, Senior and I go to a place where there are no outsiders, and I will hand over the Xiantian Xuanbing to you?"

The Patriarch of the Five Poisons was speechless, and the young man Zhangkou came, and he spoke clearly and logically, but this method of sowing dissension could not be hidden from him, an old comrade who had practiced for a hundred years.

"You are so calm and unhurried when you are about to die. Should I say that you are not afraid in the face of danger, or should I say that you are smart?" The elder of Tianhaizong showed killing intent. Not for this, but for the sake of the Innate Profound Armament, he would not let the young man go without the true disciple he had cultivated through untold hardships in the Tianhai Sect.

Fang Ping volatile his senses to the extreme. The gravel on the ground and the floating dust in the air were magnified a hundred times in his eyes, and the crawling sounds of insects and ants within a thousand feet were clearly heard in his ears. If only Tianhai Elder Zong alone, that's okay.But what he has to face today are two superpowers in the innate realm.

"Can I throw the Xiantian Xuanbing out and let them dog-eat-dog and fight in the den? It doesn't seem right. If they don't fight in the den, won't I beat the dog with meat buns and never return? Let's talk with fists and catch one first To the death, as long as one is killed, the situation will fall to my side."

Fang Ping jumped off the horse with a light body, his flesh and bones writhed and restored his original face, he pulled out the sword case behind him, and the moment he opened the sword case, the Xiantian Xuanbing quietly lying in the sword case seemed to be aware of the imminent danger. There was a hearty battle, the blade of the sword clanged and trembled, and wisps of red blood mist spewed out.

When Fang Ping held the hilt, more than a dozen vein-like blood lines jumped out of the hilt and penetrated into Fang Ping's arm, greedily absorbing Fang Ping's vitality. one eye.

The opened eyes blinked with vitality, and the strange and evil spirit permeated, like a monster dormant in the sword body, icy cold, locking the elders of Tianhaizong and the two ancestors of the Five Poisons.

"Is this the Xiantian Xuanbing forged by the Sword Casting Villa? It's amazing. With the old man's cultivation, he feels a sense of uneasiness and throbbing."

"Be careful, this congenital profound weapon is unparalleled in sharpness, but fortunately, the weather is not yet established, and you and I join forces, he can't make a big storm."

The two superpowers in the innate realm, with the recovery of the innate mysterious soldiers, both looked a little dignified.

Elder Tianhaizong shot first.

"Sky Sea Xuan Gong, the sea is boundless!"

As soon as he strikes, it is a shocking force, but seeing the true energy in the palm of the Elder Tianhaizong gather like a vast ocean, he slapped his palm towards Fang Ping, and the power poured out like a torrent of ten thousand hectares, hitting the flesh and blood body, it can be done without any effort Crushing people into powder and blood mist is the unique skill of Tianhaizong. Only the head of Tianhaizong and the elders of Tianhaizong can practice it.

boom boom boom

The earth crumbled and crumbled, cracking.

Seeing that Fang Ping was about to be crushed into powder by the powerful torrent of true energy, Fang Ping did not hide his fierce side, he took a long breath, and the golden blood in his body flowed through the openings of his whole body. Real blood state.

wheeze

Fang Ping, who entered the true blood state, had massive muscle growth, breathing like a dragon, his body was raised two feet, and golden blood flowed from his skin, like a Vajra Arhat enshrined in a temple.The temperature outside his skin was also rising steadily, distorting the surrounding void in flames, and a large amount of white steam gushed out from the pores and surrounded his body.

At this moment, Fang Ping's strength has climbed to the extreme peak. The life energy contained in the golden true blood is as inexhaustible as a sun if he swallowed it. It is inexhaustible from head to toe. A single roar can shatter the earth.

The Xiantian Xuanbing was greatly encouraged, and the blade of the sword echoed to its master.

"There seems to be... unusual power in his body, is it the power of blood?"

The Patriarch of the Five Poisons has practiced for hundreds of years, and has seen a lot of knowledge. He has also seen the children of aristocratic families who have awakened the power of blood. , The rapid transformation is not like the martial arts, but like the blessing brought about by the recovery of the blood.

"break!"

Fang Ping slashed out with one sword from top to bottom. In this sword, he combined the artistic conception of sword and knife, and the shark-tooth-shaped blade, slashing on the torrent of true energy rushing towards him, like scissors A gap was torn open like cutting cloth.

"Today, this elder will let you understand how big the gap is between the innate realm and the acquired martial artist! The gap during this period cannot be bridged by you with a single innate weapon."

The elder of Tianhaizong flew out, using the ray of refined innate power in his body as a medium, he manipulated the continuous power of heaven and earth in the depths of the void, squeezing Fang Ping's body from all directions, like mountains imprisoning him. juvenile.

However, to his surprise, the confinement was just a flick of a finger.

The body is nearly three meters high, the whole body is surrounded by white mist, and the scorching hot and terrifying high temperature rises from the outside of the skin. Fang Ping is like a god in ancient times. Elder Zong.

"Can he forcibly break free from the confinement of the mighty force of heaven and earth?" Patriarch Wudu's eyes widened. If Fang Ping's sword split the attack of the elder of Tianhaizong just now, he was able to break free from the heaven and earth now. Weili's confinement is purely relying on Fang Ping's own strength.

A super strong person in the innate realm can temporarily manipulate the mighty power of heaven and earth in one area, imprisoning and crushing opponents. This has a great restraint on the powerhouse in the pseudo-innate realm. Like Fang Ping, he can break free from the world in an instant. It cannot be said that there are no acquired monks bound by mighty power, but they are all rare.

"Tianhai Xuangong! Hundreds of rivers return to the sea!" The Elder Tianhaizong's complexion was extremely ugly. He didn't expect Fang Ping to break free from the confinement of the mighty power of heaven and earth all at once, which disrupted his rhythm. He thought that as long as Fang Ping was imprisoned, He was able to take off Fang Ping's head in just three or five breaths. Who would have thought that Fang Ping would break free from the confinement of the mighty force of heaven and earth without breathing.

Seeing the plow piercing the space, piercing the tip of the Xuanbing sword towards his body, the Elder Tianhai Sect Master didn't dare to push it too hard, he hugged his hands in front of his chest, like holding a big ball, during which the true energy and internal force reverberated, and in the end it was true. A transparent, head-sized real ball was condensed, and after being pushed out, it swelled to the size of a water tank in the wind.

"Tian Haizong's internal energy and heart method is well-deserved. Brother Qin's ingenious use of internal energy and its profound quality are astonishing." The ancestor of the five poisons said to himself as if he were a bystander.

"He doesn't want me to get close to him!" Fang Pingfu started the "Turtle's Breath Breathing Technique" in his mind, mobilizing the turtle's breath in the dantian inner mansion, gushing out, condensing into an inch-thick layer outside his body Foggy True Qi Armor.

The patterns dotted on it are surprisingly similar to the natural patterns on the surface of the tortoise shell, and the same is true in terms of defense, as firm as a diamond, ignoring all attacks.

Buzz!

The point of Xuan Bing’s sword pierced into the real sphere, and there was a feeling of a muddy cow entering the sea. The moment the real sphere was pierced, a burst of real energy that destroyed everything spread out from the sphere, and Fang Ping’s The whole body is plunged into this stormy current, and the world is also quiet.

"Is it dead? The consumption of true energy and internal energy of this move is not because the innate realm can't support it at all. I should guard against that old thing and save my strength to deal with it. If the trouble ends in the end, I will take it away from him." Congenital Xuanbing, this elder will suffer a great loss."

The elders of Tianhaizong, who hadn't seen Fang Ping's bones, were already imagining the scene where they turned against the ancestor of the Five Poisons to fight for the Xuanbing.

Patriarch Wudu's thoughts coincided with Elder Tianhaizong's. He was thinking about whether to act first. Among them, a figure jumped up and approached him.

It is not difficult to see that the one-inch-thick foggy true qi armor outside Fang Ping's body is full of holes and fragments in the true qi vortex that burst out after the real qi balloon exploded, but Fang Ping himself is fine. The moment he rushed out of the deep pit, it was like Shura crawling out of the depths of hell. When he reached the elder of Tianhaizong, he swung his sword and slashed.

The shark-toothed blade, the crazily long cry, longing for blood and life!

"not good!"

Elder Tianhaizong's expression was pale. The blood in his body showed signs of being forcibly swallowed by the congenital profound soldiers. In this critical situation, he hastily pushed his true energy and internal force and blasted away. Fang Ping became ruthless, exchanged injury for injury, and slapped the elder of Tianhaizong with a life-threatening slap.

While throwing himself flying, he also slashed at the shoulder of the elder Tianhaizong with his sword!

The jagged blade sliced ​​off the arm of the elder Tianhaizong as sharply and unimpededly as cutting melons and vegetables, and sucked away a mouthful of blood from the elder Tianhaizong at the moment the flesh was broken.

Chapter 192; [Two in one, four thousand words]

"This……"

"...This, this, how is it possible."

Patriarch Five Poisons was shocked by the sudden scene in front of him. Just now, he was thinking of killing the elder Tianhaizong first, so that he could swallow the Xiantian Xuanbing all by himself, and he was quite sure about it.But Fang Ping was unscathed by the powerful killing move of the elder of Tianhaizong, and it can't be said that he was unscathed, because he used the zhenqi armor outside his body to offset the damage.

"That move, Baichuanhuihai, is a killer move evolved after the compression and condensation of endless true energy. If you get involved in the vortex of true energy at close range, even if you are an old man, you will lose a layer of skin if you don't die! This The kid hasn't reached the innate realm yet, but only a pseudo-innate realm, and he has such monstrous strength, if you give him the acquired breakthrough to the innate realm..."

The patriarch of the Five Poisons didn't dare to think about it anymore. He felt that Fang Ping was even more evil than the children of the aristocratic families he had seen in the past. It would not be wise to have a cause and effect with such an evildoer who was full of infinite possibilities and a bright future.

"Little beast! Little beast! I'm going to kill you!"

The elder of Tianhaizong growled with veins all over his head and scarlet eyes.

Fang Ping sliced ​​off one of his arms with a sword, and the pain that pierced his bones deeply stimulated him and made him lose his mind.

"Brother Qin, calm down, this son must not be underestimated. Since the old man came here with you, he can't just stand by and watch. Let's take action together. Today, no matter what, we can't let him leave this place alive."