Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 282;

"You are not a child of a noble family, are you qualified to go to the Lingxu Cave to practice?" You kept saying that Fang Ping was smelly, and asked Fang Ping to get away from the noble daughter of the Luo family, but he didn't know that Fang Ping wanted to beat her to death. With his chin raised, he made a questioning sound, that high-spirited posture, like a phoenix high above.

Fang Ping closed his eyes, ignoring the noise of the noble daughter of the aristocratic family.

This attitude of indifference and indifference immediately caused the phoenix eyes of the noble daughter of the Luo family to widen, with killing intent boiling over.

"As far as I know, killing monsters and accumulating enough merit points will give you the opportunity to enter the Lingxu Cave to practice. This person should have obtained the opportunity to enter the Lingxu Cave to practice." A member of the Li family Tianjiao's eyes were full of wisdom, as if everything was planned by him, he said: "If I were him, I wouldn't go, I'll just bring shame on myself."

"Young Master Luo is knowledgeable, how solemn and pure is the Paradise of Paradise, what qualifications does a guy like him with a stinky body have to go to the Paradise of Paradise to practice?" The noble daughter of the Luo family smiled like a flower and cast a soft gaze at Tianjiao of the Li family.

Fang Ping turned a deaf ear, he would not have the same knowledge as a dead person.

After a while, there was movement in the sky, the clouds were crushed, and a black spot fell down, which grew bigger and bigger. It turned out to be a strange spirit beast with a neck like a python and a tail like a whip.

Commander Miao stood on the back of the alien spirit beast and bird, overlooking the figures below, and called, "Come up."

A group of people jumped back and forth and landed on the backs of the alien spirit beasts and birds.

"Heterogeneous spirit beasts are unruly and unruly. They would rather die than surrender, but as long as their fists are big enough, they can be tamed. The same is true in the world. If there is a chance in the future, I will also tame a flying mount."

Fang Ping looked down at the scene of the city buildings passing by quickly and the mountains, rivers and land retreating rapidly, not only thought of it in his mind.

"They are all descendants of aristocratic families, so they are not easy to get along with." Commander Miao turned his head and gloated at Fang Ping, his voice rang in Fang Ping's ears silently.

The wings of the alien spirit beasts and birds were huge, and they quickly vibrated and sank into the clouds.

Fang Ping smiled, and replied via voice transmission: "It's a bit difficult to get along with, maybe I understand, if I were a child of a noble family, I would look down on wild monks too. Unfortunately, I'm not..."

"Your boy is a wonderful person." Commander Miao was slightly taken aback.

Fang Ping asked, "How long will it take to get to the Lingxu Cave?"

"Ten days, without a break."

"Okay." Fang Ping closed his eyes, as if entering meditation.

The Luo family, the Xun family, and the younger generations of the Li family are different. You talk about martial arts and monsters, and you seem to be in the same circle.

More than ten days later, the alien spirit beast landed in the depths of an unknown mountain range outside Yanzhou.

The scenery of mountains and rivers is magnificent.

An old and skinny old man like a sculpture, regardless of the years, sat cross-legged there regardless of the weather, and behind him was a mountain that was more than a hundred feet high.

"Commander Xuanniaowei, Miao Tiancheng, I have met senior." Commander Miao treated the old man with great respect, bowed deeply and shouted; Senior opened the entrance to the cave and let them in."

Fang Ping stared at the skinny old man with constricted pupils. He was an ordinary old man who couldn't be more ordinary. His skin was wrinkled, his robes were covered with dust, and one foot was buried in the coffin. But he was such an old man. Let Fang Ping's three souls and seven souls explode, and his heart beats non-stop.

"Is there an existence above the Divine Hidden Realm?" Fang Ping held his breath.

The skinny old man opened his cloudy eyes, and glanced at the six aristocratic children indifferently, without joy or sorrow. When he saw Fang Ping, he paused for a moment. He didn't say anything, raised his arm, and pointed in the void. The pen draws a few ripples like a dragon and a snake.

The rocky walls of the mountain peaks at the back were shining brightly, rolling like ripples.

"Entrance to the cave!" Luo Tian was the first to enter the stone wall, and his figure disappeared into the vortex without a trace.

Several descendants of the family followed closely behind.

Fang Ping cupped his hands at the skinny old man symbolically, and was the last one to enter the entrance of the cave.

"This junior is not bad, his blood is like a dragon, his foundation is solid, he has the momentum of a dragon flying a tiger, and he has the posture of proving the way and becoming a saint. Which evildoer is he?"

The skinny old man made a voice and asked.

Commander Miao was shocked. He didn't expect the senior in front of him to give such a high evaluation, "Returning to the senior, this son's origin is unknown, and he doesn't know his roots. He gained merit points by killing demons, and then he got If senior is interested in the opportunity to practice in Lingxu Cave, I can check it out myself."

"It's absolutely unnecessary... It's just that the old man can't figure out what this kid's cultivation is all about." The skinny old man murmured.

Commander Miao was suspicious, what cultivation?Isn't it the Ninth Transformation of the Heaven-Human Realm?What's so strange about this?
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The moment of passing through the mountain wall is like passing through a long tunnel.

Both feet sank.

Fang Ping stood on a lush grassland with dense vegetation.

In the distance, flying springs and waterfalls, and mountains stand in forests, forming a picturesque scene.

The vitality of heaven and earth is so strong that it cannot be dissolved, and it has almost become a mist that is within reach. Ordinary people can inhale it when they come, nourishing their bodies.

Nourished by the vitality of the heaven and earth, the flowers and plants were all contaminated with spirituality. Fang Ping saw several rare medicinal herbs growing not far away at a glance. They were placed outside, and each plant could be sold for several thousand taels of silver.

Looking around, Fang Ping didn't see a few children from the aristocratic family, maybe they were randomly scattered during the process of entering the cave entrance.

After settling his mind, Fang Ping chose a direction to walk, and within a short distance, he picked hundreds of rare herbs.

"There are too many, I can't finish picking them..." Fang Ping sighed, and a figure came in front of him, it turned out to be the noble daughter of the Luo family.

The [-]-year-old daughter of the Luo family, with black hair and a beautiful face, looks like a little fairy under the fringe fairy dress. After meeting Fang Ping unexpectedly, the tip of her nose twitched, and she said with a sneer; "See my fifth brother?" Is it? The one who came to the Paradise of Paradise with me?"

Fang Ping shook his head.

The noble daughter of the Luo family who didn't get an answer left quickly.

Fang Ping sucked in his palm, and the tortoise-breathing zhenqi grabbed the body of the noble daughter of the Luo family like a tide.

Unprepared.

The noble daughter of the Luo family fell from a branch, her face was covered with mud, "You...what are you doing!"

The beautiful facial features twisted into a ball, and he scolded Fang Ping hoarsely.

"Of course, I'll kill you!"

Fang Ping replied word by word.

"Kill me? Are you worthy? I am from a family..."

Fang Ping punched out, the golden blood in his body burned, and the true energy of the turtle's breath reverberated, blending the artistic conception of the way of sword, the way of sword, and the way of boxing!
(End of this chapter)