Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 262;

As the sun set, it covered the primitive mountains with black clothes, and only the stars in the sky were still shining.

In the devastated open space, the masters of the rivers and lakes woke up one after another.

"Huh? Where's the old soul chasing man? Is the old man dead?"

"Senior Lu Qianqiu, where is Master Xuanming?"

"The old man must be dead. If the old man is still alive, how could he let me go."

On the cliff in the distance.

Two figures stood side by side, one on the left and one on the right.

"Amitabha."

Monk Xuanming, who had not recovered from his injuries, his face was as pale as paper, and he chanted the Buddha's name in a resonant voice, "Does the benefactor know what happened?"

Lu Qianqiu was also seriously injured, his complexion was no better than that of Monk Xuanming, he shook his head and replied: "After all, I didn't do it. Now that I think about it, this matter is also quite strange. I shot and killed the soul chasing old man. Yes, it should be spreading the existence of the soul chasing old man hiding in Wuyang County on the rivers and lakes, the master and I are just pawns of the person behind the scenes."

Monk Xuanming remained silent, the chess pieces are just the chess pieces, once the soul chasing old man dies, his thoughts are clear, there are no demonic obstacles, and his cultivation level can be greatly improved in a short period of time.

……

Wuyang County, an inn in the outer city.

The moonlight outside the window fell into the dimly lit guest room. Fang Ping took off his bamboo hat and mask, took a deep breath of fresh air, and followed him to put the bulging bag on his back on the table. Open it on the top, and the things inside are collected from the masters of the rivers and lakes.

"These things belong to the soul chasing old man. These belong to Lu Qianqiu, the deputy commander of the Zhenwu Division, and they belong to the monk Xuanming." Fang Ping carefully classified them, and after noticing the strange eyes of the woman in the room, , explained calmly: "I can't help it, I'm afraid of being poor! If you were born in Mouse Lane, a family of three squeezed into a small shabby house, and you could only drink a few sips of gruel a day, you would understand."

The female suzerain was shocked.

The Fang Ping in her eyes is the monster among the monsters. The speed of practice and the background of martial arts are all terrifying. Ping still had such a poor time, what else could she say besides admiring her, her eyes became warm: "..."

Fang Ping;? ? ?
Still not right!
The woman's eyes are as kind and full of maternal love as Li Rou, what does this mean?
"Being born in poverty is not a shame! If you can stretch and bend, you can be your husband!" The light in the female suzerain's eyes became more and more extreme, and she enlightened Fang Ping with a serious look, "In my opinion, being born in poverty is not necessarily a bad thing. The wind blows from the tiny.

Those who were born in a noble family don’t know the sufferings and dangers of the world, no matter how talented they are, no matter how good their understanding is, they also lack in character, but you are different. After experiencing such hardships, you will cherish everything you have even more ,At once……"

Female Sovereign:? ? ?

Before she finished speaking, she saw Fang Ping plugging her ears with her fingers.

After a brief silence, Fang Ping piled up the collected silver bills and gold beans, estimated to be several million taels of silver.

There are hundreds of bottles of pills for healing, pills for restoring qi and blood, and pills for accelerating the flow of internal energy. The most valuable ones are a few bottles of high-grade secret pills collected from monk Xuanming and old man Chasing Soul.

"What is this?" Fang Ping picked up an iron block made of unknown material. The surface was engraved with mysterious lines that seemed natural. There are no traces of deformation or breakage, "It's really hard, suzerain, look at what kind of special material this is."

Tantai Qingluo turned a deaf ear.

"..." Fang Ping sighed, this is inexplicable, maybe he didn't listen to the suzerain's nagging before, "Sovereign master, take a look, this thing is really hard, if you don't look at it, I will put it away and study it by myself .”

That's all for this.

The female suzerain snatched the iron block hesitantly, and squeezed it hard. After finding that even he couldn't hold it, her eyes changed, and she resolutely sacrificed the Xiantian Xuanbing, and slashed at the iron block with mysterious lines engraved with her sword.

Wow

Sparks burst.

Fang Ping fixed his eyes and asked in surprise, "Can't the Xiantian Xuanbing leave traces?"

The female suzerain thought about it for a while, and then she did something suddenly, and saw the lines winding and flowing outside the dull iron block, coming to life.

"There is a joke, the old man is in charge of the martial art, and it may not necessarily be the cultivation method of the martial arts." Fang Ping said.

The female suzerain shook her head and called Fang Ping to put her hands on the iron block.

Fang Ping did as he did, the iron block was not big, and his hands were like palm-leaf fans, tightly wrapping the female suzerain's little hand and the iron block.

"..." The female suzerain frowned.

"Isn't it Martial Arts Xuangong?" After Fang Ping put his palm on the iron block, a route appeared in front of his eyes, spanning thousands of mountains and rivers, rivers and rivers, and finally arrived in front of a magnificent, wild and primitive mountain range. The depths of the mountain range can be vaguely seen Standing tall is a gigantic peak that reaches the sky. The giant peak is steep and sharp like a heavenly sword pierced into the ground.

"Map?" Fang Ping withdrew his palm.

The female suzerain said; "If I guessed correctly, it should be the "Sky Sword Mountain Range"."

"Is it far?"

"It's far away, not in Daxuan territory, but at the junction of Daxuan and Qin. According to legend, thousands of years ago, a martial arts giant with a long history killed a powerful ancient beast in Tianjian Mountain Range. After the battle, martial arts The giant fell, and the body turned into a sky-reaching giant peak." Tantai Qingluo's description is jaw-dropping.

Human death is like a lamp being extinguished, yet it is really unbelievable that a giant in martial arts can turn into a giant peak that reaches the sky after death.

Suddenly, Fang Ping remembered what the old soul chasing old man said before he fell, "The old man said that he has a monstrous fortune, which is related to a martial arts giant, and he may be referring to this piece of iron. Inheritance, keys to treasures, keepsakes and the like.”

Tantai Qingluo hummed, she and Fang Ping had the same idea, "This matter needs to be discussed in the long run, the Tianjian Mountain Range is located outside Daxuan, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, and dangers are everywhere. Will this iron block open the martial arts giant?" Qing Treasure, the token of inheritance, is not sure yet, you can try it, but you can't place too much hope on it."

What's more, as the superpower who has opened up the second human body secret storehouse and bears the inheritance of martial arts profound arts, if this piece of iron can really make him easily obtain the inheritance of a martial arts giant, treasure, old guy Will they still hide in Wuyang County?I am afraid that he left Daxuan early in the morning to collect the treasure of that martial arts giant.

"Yeah, you can't place too much hope on it. Then, let's keep this object with me for now..." Fang Ping put away the iron block.

Female Sovereign: "..."

She wasn't afraid that Fang Ping would eat alone, Fang Ping's mother and sister were still in Mingyue Palace.

(End of this chapter)