Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 191;

"Leave at the first hour of the morning tomorrow."

Fang Ping wrote down the time. If he was alone, he would naturally act vigorously and come and go freely, but he was not alone from the beginning to the end. This time, because of the innate mysterious soldiers, he had to change his plan and leave Fenglin City ahead of schedule. , if it was a person, Fang Ping left last night, but he still has to take his mother and sister with him.

With the cover of the caravan, it can somewhat reduce some troubles.

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.

(End of this chapter)