Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 112; Kick off!Confront Luo Quan!
"Junior farewell."

Fang Ping cupped his hands and walked outside the manor.

The few people gathered under the long corridor in the distance saw that Fang Ping seemed to be leaving, and they were stunned.

What's going on?With Fang Ping's talent in martial arts, he cultivated to the second stage of returning to the true realm before he was 20 years old, shouldn't he stay and return to Iron Sword Gate with them?
Pei Yan chased after him, Gu Xuanfeng stared coldly at Pei Yan's back, led a few doubtful young people back to Chen Tiande, and tentatively said: "You old man, don't be as knowledgeable as this wild boy, he doesn't The fact that he is willing to worship the Iron Sword Sect is because he sits in a well and watches the sky, and does not know the background of the martial arts sect."

With this opening, he criticized Fang Ping for his ignorance of good and evil, and immediately won the approval of several young people beside him. If you are astonishingly talented and martial arts talent is peerless, if you don't join the martial arts sect, you will regret it later.

Martial arts sects and a thousand-year-old family can pass on for hundreds or thousands of years, controlling the rise and fall of a dynasty, that is not something that can be done casually.Don't even think about a thousand-year-old family, but in any family, there is a difference in the dignity of the descendants and concubines. If they are not from their own blood, they will not be able to blend in at all. If they go, they will be slaves.

The only way out for a martial arts genius with no background is to join a martial arts sect. Although the Iron Sword Sect is not a holy land of martial arts, it is a sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

Chen Tiande frowned and glanced at the smart Gu Xuanfeng. He was not in a good mood at the moment. He could obviously pull back a rare martial arts talent and strengthen his background in the Heavenly Sword Sect, but Fang Ping was targeted by a demon.

"At this time, inform the head to let the head come. I don't know if I can reach the Daze Prefecture before the monster strikes. I still have to try. This Fang Ping's talent is really extraordinary. Will come as soon as possible.”

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outside the manor.

Fang Ping stopped and waited quietly for Pei Yan to catch up.

"What's going on? Elder Chen didn't agree with you to join Tiejianmen? Or do you not want to join Tiejianmen?"

Pei Yan didn't question the young man in an oblique way. This time, he introduced Fang Ping to see Elder Chen. The process was full of twists and turns. As a result, he indirectly offended Gu Xuanfeng, that narrow-minded guy.

It would be fine if Fang Ping joined Iron Sword Sect. Although he is not a flattering person, with Fang Ping, a martial arts genius, he can get some credit, but if Fang Ping did not join Iron Sword Sect, he would be miserable. Then Gu Xuanfeng couldn't help Fang Ping, but he could vent his anger on him.

"Do you think that Senior Brother Gu of yours will take your anger out on you because of me?" Fang Ping said without sadness or joy, "No, if one day, I will make a move. As for joining Tiejianmen, this matter Things are a bit complicated, it's not that I don't want to join the Iron Sword Sect, nor that Elder Chen doesn't want me, but..."

Pei Yan realized that things were not as simple as he thought, "Okay, I won't ask, we may stay here for a few more days, and I will inform you before we leave, where do you live now?"

Fang Ping shook his head, he already had a plan in mind, regardless of whether Luo Quan made a move, he was about to start taking action.

At nightfall, Fang Ping was ready to stop. Holding Fang Tian's painting halberd, he walked to the outside of Tongfu Inn. What he had to do tonight was to attract Luo Quan to Chen Tiande, forcing the old comrades to join hands with him to kill him. Demon slayer.

Even Chen Tiande himself said that the old comrade likes to prey on powerful warriors, and a pseudo-innate-level warrior should not be less attractive than Fang Ping.

"The best result is that the old comrade and I join forces to kill this place. The worst result is that the old comrade will go to hell with me... It may be immoral to do so, but I have no choice but to do it. Martial arts A monk should have the belief in eliminating demons and defending Taoism!"

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and a dark cloud covered the full moon, making the world dark and gloomy.

Fang Ping stood in front of the closed door of Tongfu Inn. At this moment, his blood was boiling, his heart was beating wildly, and his body was trembling slightly. It was not fear, but a conditioned reflex before facing a huge crisis.

Why do people who have never experienced fighting tremble before fighting?Fear is one thing, but the main thing is that when the body knows that danger is coming, it enters a state of readiness.

Bang!
Kicking open the door of Tongfu Inn, Fang Ping couldn't see his fingers, but Fang Ping still saw a seductive young man in a long red dress, sitting alone in the lobby of the inn with a strange aura.

A mysterious and intoxicating fragrance permeated his body, as if thousands of kinds of exotic flowers and plants were condensed, making people mesmerized and unable to extricate themselves, but the rotten smell hidden in this strange fragrance made Fang Ping burst Nausea.

Seeing Fang Ping appearing in the inn so late, Luo Quan opened his eyes, he was a little puzzled, why did Fang Ping come back suddenly, as if he came here for himself?

"Second Grade Return to the Realm."

Then Luo Quan, who saw that Fang Ping had broken through to the Second Stage of Returning to the True Realm, became agitated no matter how uncontrollable his emotions were, and his lavender eyes were stained with a layer of blood red, and there were black shadows flashing behind those eye sockets. A strange laughter of "Jie Jie Jie" came from his throat, and at the end he danced and laughed crazily.

"Is it funny?" Fang Ping stood inside the door, and the bright moon in the sky behind him was covered by a puff of black clouds, as if foretelling that tonight would not be smooth sailing.

Luo Quan got up, that charming and flawless face, like carved jade, was distorted like painted skin, with uneven bumps, as if something was about to break out of the shackles of that layer of skin.

His eyes were blood red, and the violent and demonic aura emanating from him was as terrifying as the soul. Even if Fang Ping was stared at by such eyes, his body also felt frozen and stiff, unable to move.

"I'm just happy. You have brought me too many surprises. When I sensed your existence in Lianjiabao, I just felt that there was an unusual blood in your body. To this day, you have grown up The speed has already broken my cognition, and it is not much worse than those descendants of the family who inherited the core blood of their ancestors."

Luo Quan spread his arms out, like an impassioned orator, his voice echoed in the inn hall in a strange and erratic way, "Now I can tell you with certainty, boy, there must have been a martial arts giant that broke the shackles of life in your ancestors."

"For a great person who has reached that level, his descendants will be able to inherit his powerful bloodline, just like the children of aristocratic families, the power of this bloodline will gradually decline with time, but sometimes there will always be a few gifted beings."

Fang Ping was silent.

"What? You don't believe it?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that I was a little surprised." Fang Ping slandered with a wry smile. This Luo Quan turned out to be the demon supported by Lian Jiabao and his son. Own.

"In other words, in the past year, I have been regarded as prey by a monster."

Fang Ping thought of his father and brother again, they were sacrificed to Luo Quan as a blood sacrifice to the Lianjiabao father and son.

(End of this chapter)