Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 176;

Under the urging of Sikong Hu, he jumped onto the sword casting furnace one after another, trying the Sikong sword, Sikong Li, who sacrificed the sword with blood, but all failed. Not only that, the violent and fierce sword energy gushing out of the sword casting furnace was also fierce. It ruthlessly pierced through Sikong Li's heart, causing the gorgeous, dignified and beautiful girl to spit out blood with a pale face, and nearly fainted.

Sikong Hu was very puzzled by this. This innate mysterious weapon is a peerless divine weapon that has been refined by his ancestors in Zhujian Villa until now. After spending most of Sikong Hu's life, now, with the blessing of the heavens, the spirits of the ancestors and ancestors have appeared, and the Xuanbing has been successfully forged.

But none of his sons and daughters can be recognized by the "Xiantian Xuanbing"!

This is like a family. After several generations of digging, they finally found a treasure hidden in the mountains, but there was a vicious beast lying outside the treasure, and they were not allowed to enter.

During this period of sadness and helplessness, Sikong Hu seemed to have aged several decades in an instant. He glanced at the two daughters and sighed: "This is the end of the matter, we can't force it."

The congenital Xuanbing is psychic, and if the talent and potential are not recognized by it, if it is forcibly suppressed and subdued, the Xuanbing will dissolve itself.

"It's all because I didn't live up to my expectations and couldn't subdue this peerless soldier. What will my father do next? Didn't the ancestors leave a special way to subdue this peerless soldier?" Sikong Jian supported the damaged heart sister, asked helplessly.

Sikong Hu shook his head. If he wants to subdue the Xiantian Xuanbing and get the approval of the Xiantian Xuanbing, he must be recognized by the Xuanbing in terms of aptitude and potential. In other words, only those martial arts monks with amazing talent and unparalleled potential are eligible Control the innate mysterious soldiers.After thinking about it, Sikong Hu thought about it too.

Since he and his sons and daughters are not recognized by the Xiantian Xuanbing, it is better to leave it to the future generations. With the development trend of his Sword Forging Villa becoming stronger and stronger day by day, a person who can control the Xiantian Xuanbing will surely be born in the future amazing talent.

a few days later.

The news of the birth of Xiantian Xuanbing in Zhujian Villa spread like wildfire and spread to all parties.

"Congenital Xuanbing? What Xiantian Xuanbing? Has the Zhujian Villa forged some peerless magic weapon?"

"The ignorant and ignorant people don't even know the Xiantian Xuanbing. It is a rare artifact in the world! It is said that ordinary people can control the world and dominate the world with the Xiantian Xuanbing."

"The sword-casting technique of Zhujian Villa is the best in Fenglin Mansion. This time, I don't know how many people will be attracted to watch the forging of the Innate Profound Armament. If you have time, let's go and see it together."

Surrounding the topic of the birth of the Xiantian Xuanbing, there are different opinions in Fenglin Mansion, arguing over the long and the short.

There were also rumors in the Jianghu, ten to ten, and hundreds of rumors exploded. As soon as they heard that the Xiantian Xuanbing was refined in Zhujian Villa, people from all corners of the world were eager to move and spy on it secretly.

The conversation was divided into two parts. In the sword casting hall of Zhujian Villa, Sikong Hu, who was guarding in front of the sword casting furnace day and night, was briefly surprised at first when he heard the news of the "Xiantian Xuanbing"'s birth, and then became furious.

He is not a stupid person, and he knows the truth that a man is innocent and he is guilty, so the day the Xiantian Xuanbing was born, he blocked the news, and closely monitored the dozen or so swordsmiths who knew the birth of the Xiantian Xuanbing.

But it was done so properly and comprehensively, but the news still leaked. It is conceivable that Zhujian Villa has become the target of public criticism. It will not be long before countless masters of the rivers and lakes will come to Zhujian Villa to attack.

This world doesn't mean that what you make must be yours. Besides, the Xiantian Xuanbing has not yet recognized its master, which gives various forces an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Could it be that the painstaking efforts of several generations of my Zhujian Villa end up making wedding dresses for others?"

Sikong Hu growled unwillingly.

……

Qinghefang, the house.

It has been a few days since Fang Ping came to Fenglin Mansion City. Today he is going to take Li Rou and Fang Ying for an outing outside Fenglin Mansion City. There is an osmanthus garden in the outskirts of the city, and the garden is full of osmanthus trees. It is August, and the osmanthus flowers are in full bloom, and the mountains are full of colorful flowers.

In the center of the Osmanthus Garden stands a Buddhist pagoda, which emits Buddha's light at night. Many wealthy families and ordinary people in the city will bring their wives and friends to visit the Osmanthus Garden for an outing.

"Second brother, let's prepare more food. When we're hungry, we can eat in the Osmanthus Garden." Fang Ying chirped, reminding her elder brother excitedly.

Fang Ping was also very happy to see Xiao Nizi so lively. He took his mother and sister to the Osmanthus Garden outside the city for an outing, mainly for two reasons. Another purpose of understanding the environment is not to keep Li Rou and Fang Ying bored at home.

It is quite difficult, Fang Ping not only has to climb to the peak of martial arts, but also pays attention to the physical and mental health of his mother and sister all the time.

……

Outside the city, Osmanthus Garden.

From a distance, Fang Ping saw the sweet-scented osmanthus trees all over the mountains and plains. The fragrance of the blooming sweet-scented osmanthus blended together, covering the land for tens of miles, and there were horse-drawn carriages parked in front of the forest.

Entering the Osmanthus Garden, there is soft and dense grass under your feet, and you can see one or two colorful flower buds from time to time. There is no crowd, but there are not a few people who come to the Osmanthus Garden for outings. Fang Ping left? Several families can be seen from a few steps away, such as at this moment.

Fang Ping saw a man and a woman, both talented and beautiful, standing under a blooming osmanthus tree, the man even picked an osmanthus, and brazenly gave it to the young woman, causing the young woman to feel ashamed and full of shame. flushed.

In front, Fang Ying was galloping like a mad tiger like a runaway horse. Li Rou was carrying a food box, which contained melons, fruits, snacks, and meat for meals.

After a while, Fang Ying took the lead and charged outside the pagoda in the center of the Osmanthus Garden.

The pagoda rising from the ground is carved like white jade, layer upon layer, with a height of [-] meters. The top of the pagoda is inlaid with a huge emerald bead. There are many kinds of fish in the small lake.

Fang Ping took a deep breath, the air was extraordinarily sweet, even more fragrant than Shanyang County.

"Second brother, let's eat here." Fang Ying chose an open space in front of the small lake, and called Fang Ping loudly.

"This is my territory!" A boy in his teens, followed by five or six children, walked towards Fang Ying with unkind eyes.

Fang Ying blinked her eyes, and retorted unceremoniously: "You said what you said is yours? Your name is not written here!"

The young man was well dressed and was used to being arrogant and domineering on weekdays. When he saw a little girl who was not as tall as him and who was still alone, he dared to contradict him, so he stretched out his palm and hit Fang Ying in anger.

"You dare to hit someone!" Fang Ying took two steps back, dodging the boy's attack.

"It's you who hit him!" The young man commanded domineeringly, "Let's go together! Beat him to death."

"Wait a minute!"

"Scared?"

"Are you entry-level warriors?"

"No, what do you mean?"

"Then I can beat you!"

Fang Ying jumped up like a rabbit, kicking the arrogant and domineering boy away.

Seeing Fang Ying's ferocity and invincibility, the children in the rear immediately scattered and fled.

"...you dare to hit me, I want to find me...father, my father...is the owner of Tianlong Martial Arts Hall!"

"My brother is Fang Ping!" Fang Ying was calm and fearless, her voice overshadowed the other party.

Fang Ping?Where is it sacred?
The arrogant young man swallowed, covered his bruised and swollen right cheek, and ran to a distance.

Fang Ping, who saw the turmoil from the beginning to the end, did not mean to blame Fang Ying. Someone from the other party would not get involved in the fight between children, but from this small incident, it can be seen that martial arts and martial arts There is no gap between martial arts masters, if Xiao Nizi is not martial arts masters, it is certain that she will be beaten.

"Who! Which wild girl has turned the world upside down!"

A rough and deafening roar came.

A middle-aged strong man in his 40s, with a body as huge as a violent bear, came to the small lake.

The arrogant boy with a swollen right cheek followed behind his father step by step, pointing at Fang Ying, "That wild girl beat me!"

"You hit the young ones and the old ones came." Fang Ping looked at the middle-aged man from a distance. He was full of energy and blood, his bones were strong, and his cultivation was at the peak of the fourth rank.

"He did it first." Fang Ying glared at the domineering young man, regretting that she had acted too lightly, but she was not afraid, the second brother would strike.

The strong man stared at Fang Ying with wide-eyed eyes. His terrifying aura could make adults paralyzed in fright, but the little girl who was glared at by him, didn't know whether it was "fearless those who don't know" or she was really courageous. No fear at all.

"Father, hurry up, he kicked me, and my face is still swollen." The domineering boy fanned the flames and shouted.

"Really, then you really..."

An unexpected scene happened, the strong man slapped the domineering young man on the left side of the face, "You don't live up to it! Look at the virtues you have made your mother used to, bullying the small with the big, bullying the weak, and now it's even more muddy!" You can't support the wall anymore, you can't even beat a little girl who is not as old as you, and not as tall as you, and you still want me to stand up for you!?"

The domineering boy's legs went limp from fright after scolding him head and face.

"Get out!" the strong man yelled.

"Isn't it normal for children to fight between each other? If you educate children like this, sooner or later you will raise a cripple."

Fang Ping didn't quite agree with the education methods of strong men. As a mother, she was used to it. Naturally, her habit was like killing a child. But if a father wanted to correct it, he had to start from the root cause.

Thinking like this, Fang Ping walked to the small lake.

"He's my second brother Fang Ping!" Fang Ying announced Fang Ping's identity proudly.

"Little brother, I am laughing at you. I am the owner of Tianlong Martial Arts, Lu Tianlong." The strong man cupped his hands and said, "Looking at the body and physique of the little brother, he should also be a martial arts practitioner, right?"

Fang Ping nodded: "Practice over [-] million points."

"Strange, why can't I see what level of cultivation this kid is." Lu Tianlong left suspiciously.

"Second brother, I didn't embarrass you just now, did I?"

Fang Ying asked with a face full of credit.

"No shame."

Fang Ping pressed, Xiao Nizi's performance lived up to his teachings, she already had a strong heart, and she did not panic when faced with the oppression of the Dragon Martial Hall master that day, even with Fang Ping present That's why it's hard to come by.

(End of this chapter)