Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 215;

The city of Guangling Prefecture, the manor in the inner city.

It was already afternoon when Fang Ping came back, the sun in the sky was gradually sinking, and the flame-like clouds covered the headspace, reflecting the whole Guangling Prefecture city was immersed in the strange brilliance.

"Senior." Fang Ping found Master Danyun.

"En." Venerable Danyun nodded, and immersed himself in reading the alchemy cheats that he had written with all his life's painstaking efforts.

Fang Ping sat opposite the old man, and asked after a moment of silence; "Senior is also a martial artist of the upper third rank, so what he has seen and heard must be far better than that of a young man like me."

Venerable Dan Yun couldn't hear what was said, Fang Ping was looking for him for something, "Lack of money again?"

"How can I, I want to ask senior, have you heard of the brand of martial arts?"

Master Danyun was full of doubts, "What martial arts brand?"

"When you kill someone, a force will emerge from someone's body and imprint it into your body."

When Master Danyun heard this, his expression changed drastically and he stared at Fang Ping, "What you said, it should be something like a bloodline brand."

"Once a descendant of a family whose blood returns to his ancestors is killed by someone, the blood in his body will leave a mark on that person. Therefore, all martial arts monks who have killed the blood of a family will be hunted down endlessly. In addition In addition, martial arts giants with extremely powerful spiritual power can also leave some marks on the juniors, so as to find the culprit."

Fang Ping realized the seriousness of the problem. The mark of martial arts in his body was definitely left by Shangguan Yun's father, the deputy leader of the Sun Moon God Sect. "Then how can we get rid of this mark?"

"I said you couldn't be..." Venerable Dan Yun's scalp was numb, "I don't know. Whether it's a blood brand or a spiritual brand, after entering the body, it's hard to eradicate, you..."

Master Danyun closed his mouth, the old man is very spirited, he knows that the more he knows, the more troubles he will have, it is better to know everything, but Fang Ping lives in his manor, when the catastrophe comes , he didn't want to get involved in it, but when he thought of this, the old man stood up and said, "This old man wants to go to the mountains to collect herbs!"

Fang Ping:? ? ?
Didn't you just go to the mountains to collect medicine, and you're going again?There is no doubt that the old man wants to stay away.

It is human nature to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, Fang Ping has no choice but to say, "I want to use the alchemy secret room of the senior."

If he wants to refine Yunshen Pill, he needs to use alchemy furnace and many utensils, the old man's alchemy secret room has everything, so he can save money.

is the day.

Venerable Danyun took his little apprentice into the mountains to gather herbs, and he didn't know how long it would take to come back. After Fang Ping collected twenty copies of the medicinal materials for refining Yunshen Pill from the old man's medicine storehouse, Taking the twenty Yunshen flowers he bought from the black market, he entered the alchemy secret room of Master Danyun.

Fang Ping kept in mind Master Danyun's method of refining Yunshen Pill and the sequence of processing the medicinal materials that day.

"First, crush the blood sunflower seeds into powder."

click

Under the rotation of the disc-like vessel, the bright red blood sunflower seeds, as big as fingernails, were crushed into powder.

"Then squeeze the Tianyuan fruit, Tuyinhua, into juice."

Fang Ping followed the instructions step by step, and operated smoothly. In a short time, he processed more than 20 kinds of medicinal materials, and then put the small pot filled with green medicinal liquid into the alchemy furnace, lit the charcoal fire, and simmered slowly , After waiting for several hours, a strong and bitter aroma of medicine wafted from the medicine furnace.

"Successful?" Holding his breath, Fang Ping lifted the lid of the alchemy furnace, took out the small pot where the liquid medicine had been boiled dry, and scraped off the half-inch-thick ashes of the liquid medicine residue at the bottom of the vessel. A half-burnt Pills, bumps and irregularities appear on the bottom of the pelvis.

Let's say it failed, but it was indeed practiced!To say it was a success, the half-burned pill has less than half the potency of the finished Yunshen Pill.

"Shoddy product!"

"But it's also rare. The highest-grade pill I have refined before is just Dragon and Tiger Pill, and Dragon and Tiger Pill is only a middle-grade pill, and this Yunshen Pill is a top-grade pill, and it is the most precious among the top-grade pills. For a secret pill that is difficult to refine, a low-quality Yunshen pill can be refined for the first time, and the rare alchemy wizard who is rare in a hundred years is nothing more than that."

Fang Ping was complacent for a moment, and he closed his eyes and entered the visualization space. He visualized his alchemy process in the visualization space, over and over again. During this process, Fang Ping had the perspective of a god. After realizing some omissions and inadequacies in his alchemy process, he began to refine the second furnace of Yunshen Pill.

Nine days later at noon, Fang Ping finished refining twenty batches of pills. After careful calculation, five batches of the twenty batches of pills turned into ashes and dregs, nine batches of low-quality pills, and the remaining six batches of pills were refined together. Ten Yunshen Pills were produced, which can be compared in quality to the Yunshen Pills refined by Master Danyun.

"Very good, with this batch of Yunshen Pills, I have an opportunity to transform my martial arts artistic conception." Fang Ping first rested for a day, and then took a self-refined Yunshen Pill, using his body as a furnace , The furnace nourishing hundred scriptures started "raising the furnace", and a three-legged and two-eared, chaotic shadow of an ancient tripod loomed outside his body.

Buzz

There are four kinds of martial arts artistic conceptions imprinted in the ancient cauldron shadow, namely the artistic conception of the way of swordsmanship, the artistic conception of the way of boxing, the artistic conception of the way of sword, and the artistic conception of palm technique.

Among them, the artistic conception of kendo is already a complete artistic conception of martial arts, with a sharp edge, with a sharp aura that would make thousands of swords surrender and everything to shatter. It has not transformed into a complete martial art conception.

"The attack power of the Dao of the Sword is second to none in many martial arts realms. The Dao of the Sword is not far from the left and right, and the two are very similar. Let's understand the Dao of the Sword first."

Fang Ping, who had taken the Yunshen Pill, had sharp ears and eyes, and a keen mind. He moved and flew to the lake in the manor, just like he felt the mystery of the artistic conception of the Dao of the Sword that day when he was comprehending the artistic conception of the Dao of Swords.

"The way of the sword goes forward and destroys all things! The way of the sword looks horizontally and horizontally, and ghosts and gods change! The artistic conceptions of the two martial arts are like left and right hands."

Based on the artistic conception of the Dao of Swords, Fang Ping has no hindrance in comprehending the artistic conception of the Dao of the Sword.

"Sword techniques include cutting, swinging, chopping, cutting, stabbing, poking, poking, chopping, scraping, thrusting, chopping, castrating, beheading, chopping, and planing." Fang Ping held the Xiantian Xuanbing with a twitch in his heart. , when the sword qi with a destructive aura was released like a growing knife, the sword techniques he had seen before also appeared in Fang Ping's mind very clearly.

After taking the second Yunshen Pill, Fang Ping walked to the center of the lake and fell into samadhi.

It only took five days for Fang Ping to transform the embryonic form of Dao of the Sword into a complete artistic conception of Martial Arts!
Between the opening and closing of the eyes, with Fang Ping as the source, the entire lake surface was torn apart by a fierce and domineering edge, and there were gullies and cracks that could not be healed for a long time.

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(End of this chapter)