Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 1; Turtle Breath Breathing Technique
In the 30th year of Shenzong, the sky was dim, and a heavy snowfall enveloped Shanyang County as expected.

It didn't take an hour to turn the world into silvery white.

Under the light of the soft moonlight, it seems to be clothed in hemp for the common people.

The whistling cold wind blowing on his face was as sharp as a steel knife. After passing through several dark, muddy alleys filled with all kinds of dirty and smelly alleys, Fang Ping knocked on a room in many small bungalows around him. .

"Who!"

A childish and crisp sound sounded from behind the door.

"I!"

Fang Ping responded.

The wooden door opened, and Fang Ping entered the room.

A villain plopped into Fang Ping's arms, calling out for his second brother.

Fang Ping also fondled the little girl's yellow and dry hair. Looking at her pitiful look, he must have been hungry all day long and was just waiting for him to come back.

"Ping'er is back."

A woman wearing a coarse cloth skirt walked out of the inner room. When she looked at the boy, she exuded a strong kindness and a touch of distress.

"Little sister must be starving, mother, go and cook."

Fang Ping took out the bag hidden in his bosom, which contained half a catty of wheat bran, which was the harvest of his hard work today.

"Okay, Ping'er, take a rest first, and you'll be fine soon." The woman took the bag and went into the kitchen.

The room was lit up like beans, Fang Ping picked up the little girl and walked around a few times, telling stories in a bittersweet way.

When it came to the highlights, Fang Ping stopped abruptly, causing Fang Ying to ask repeatedly: "And then, after the monkey has captured the Seven Fairies!"

"Then……"

"OK OK!"

The woman in the kitchen came out, holding a small pot of steaming wheat porridge with a few wild vegetables sprinkled on it.

"Come on, Ping'er, this is yours."

Li Rou divided the soup into Fang Ping's bowl, Fang Ying got a small bowl of half thick, leaving only a bowl of soup in her bowl.

Fang Ping felt a little helpless about this, but he could only accept it calmly.

He traveled to this world about three months ago. He has a father, a mother, an elder brother, and a five-year-old younger sister. It happened to be a troubled time, when bandits were rampant, and the people were in dire straits.

Shanyang County, which is in troubled times, is no exception. The people at the bottom will be oppressed by gangs and exploited by the government.

Fang Ping's father was a blacksmith, and his elder brother was also a blacksmith. He made some ironware for the neighbors on weekdays to make ends meet.

Until three months ago, my father and brother were taken away by Lianjiabao outside the city to make weapons. Since then, there has been no news, and the days are getting sadder every day.

Fang Ping, who was only 15 years old, suddenly became the pillar of the family. In just three months, Fang Ping adapted to the current life and had a preliminary judgment on the world.

He was lucky, he found a job as a handyman in the Fuwei Escort, and he was able to receive half a catty of rice bran even after a busy day.

"Delicious~~~"

Fang Ying, who hadn't eaten all day, buried half of her face in the bowl, "gurgling" like a pig.

Fang Ping sighed, and still wanted to pour some thick soup from the bowl to his mother and sister, but the little girl shook her head very sensiblely.

In fact, the porridge made from wheat bran is not good for a day, and it hurts when it slips through the throat, but for the people in the troubled times, it is like a sweet treat.There are not a few people starving to death in the alley these days.

"Ping'er drink your own, don't worry about us." Li Rou said.

"In a few days, I must have meat for our family!" Fang Ping said every word.

Fang Ying's eyes sparkled, he still believed in his second brother.

Li Rou nodded with a gentle smile, remembered something and said: "Your father and your elder brother have been away from the city for several months, and there is not even a letter, so I don't know what happened..."

It seems to be talking to myself, but also seems to be talking to Fang Ping.

"Auspicious people have their own appearance, I believe that father and second brother will be fine, mother, don't think too much about it."

Fang Ping himself did not believe these words. Human life is like a mere ants in this troubled world.

During the daytime today, Fang Ping even witnessed several gang members beating an old man to death in broad daylight, but Fang Ping is now the head of the family, so he can't mess up.

And it's not an end in sight.

At the beginning of Haishi, it was completely dark, the wind was heavy and the snow was rushing, and Shanyang County was about to be submerged.

Fang Ying obediently washed her feet, took off her clothes, and got into bed to sleep, while Li Rou was still mending at the head of the bed.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the alley, Fang Ping got up and opened the door to take a look, and saw two men who were a head taller than himself, went through the window and entered the opposite room.

There was a shout, but it disappeared in an instant. After a while, two men jumped out of the window, and one of them was still looking at Fang Ping's house.

"Ping'er... Isn't that on the opposite side of Mrs. Wang's house? He is alone, and his son is dead..."

Li Rou also saw everything that happened outside the door through the crack of the door.

"It doesn't matter!" Fang Ping didn't have the idea of ​​being brave. His hungry body weighed less than a hundred catties. As long as he didn't harm himself, he would definitely not get involved in trouble.

The two men left, fortunately they didn't rush towards Fang Ping's house.

After taking a long breath, Fang Ping also went to bed. The house was too small, with three beds squeezed together, one for him, one for his parents, and one for Fang Ying.

After lying on the bed, Fang Ping fell asleep directly. He was so tired that he only earned half a catty of rice bran after working hard all day, but his body fell asleep, but Fang Ping's consciousness came to a boundless space.

【Name: Fang Ping】

[boundary; none]

【Martial Arts: Turtle Breath Breathing Technique】

【Vision point: 98 points】

"It should be able to break through to [-] points tonight!"

Looking at the attribute panel in front of him, Fang Ping's heart agitated!
This is his golden finger, and it is also the only thing he can gain a foothold in this troubled world and change his destiny.

At the beginning of time travel, Fang Ping hadn't found this golden finger yet.

Until two months ago, a wandering Taoist priest came to the Fuwei Escort, and taught the "Turtle's Breath Breathing Technique" in the Fuwei Escort. body.

The wandering Taoist priest is amiable and has no distinction of family status. All escort personnel can learn from him. From this, Fang Ping obtained the cultivation method of "Turtle's Breath Breathing Technique".

From that moment on, the golden finger was opened, and Fang Ping's spirit could leave his physical body and practice in the visualization space.

For example, at this moment, a white crane flew in front of Fang Ping, and the old man with a childlike face and white hair, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to breathe.

Seemingly ordinary breathing, reflected in Fang Ping's eyes, became a way of cultivation.

Following the gourd painting, Fang Ping has been practicing visualization for two months, and he is still able to handle it with ease today. After sitting on the ground, he breathed and inhaled, relaxing in a moderate manner, exhaling the stale air in his body, and inhaling fresh air.

Running to the extreme, the qi and blood all over the body felt scorching hot.

At dawn the next day, Fang Ping opened his eyes.

【Vision points: 100】

Not only that, but the [Turtle Breath Breath] column on the attribute panel also changed from dark gray to dark blue.

What this means, Fang Ping understood, took a deep breath and murmured: "Use my lifelong insights, my wisdom beyond the sky, and my invincible belief, upgrade me!"

One hundred concept points are deducted.

[Turtle breath breathing technique (first glimpse)]

[Boundary: Ninth Grade Copper Skin Realm]

A warm current poured into Fang Ping's limbs out of thin air, part of it was intercepted by the body to make up for the weakness of the body, and part of it penetrated into the depths of Fang Ping's body.

Fang Ping could clearly feel the increase in his strength. Just as he was about to test the authenticity, a pair of big sparkling eyes came up and asked, "Fang Ping! What are you talking about! Then The wisdom that comes from the heavens?"

Fang Ping: "..."

"Who are you calling Fang Ping! I am your second brother!"

Unable to get used to it, Fang Ping pinched Fang Ying's face fiercely: "When you wake up, put on your clothes and get up!"

"I'm not awake yet."

Fang Ying fell back and continued to sleep. If she could sleep until her second brother came back at night, she could eat directly instead of starving all day.

"Ping'er."

Li Rou got up before dawn, made a palm-sized wheat cake with the wheat bran left over from last night, wrapped it in coarse cloth, and handed it to Fang Ping carefully.

"It's getting late, and it's time for me to go to the Escort Bureau."

Fang Ping quickly put on his clothes, and said: "When I'm not here, mother, don't go out if you don't want to go out, especially my little sister. You can see paupers everywhere in the outer city. If you lose someone, you can never find them again." gone."

Fang Ping had to repeat it almost every day, and Li Rou knew how powerful it was, so she sent Fang Ping away with a slam.

"Mother, go back."

Overnight, the road was blocked by heavy snow, and the snow in the alley was more than three feet thick. Fang Ping took a long time to hit the street with the bull.

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(End of this chapter)