Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 288; The source of mysteries, oblivion [[-] words]

When Liu left, someone knocked on the door again. Fang Ping subconsciously felt that this woman had left and returned.

Just as Fang Ping expected, Liu Shi stood in front of the door, exhaling frost-biting breath from her mouth. The moment Fang Ping opened the door, her five fingers pierced Fang Ping's heart directly, with astonishing strength and speed. swift.

Fang Ping didn't panic, and kicked Liu Shi away.

Click!
Flying upside down, Liu Shi landed on the ground, his bones cracking all over his body, his neck twisted and turned to the back of his body, and his limbs were also dislocated, twisted and facing downwards, landing on the ground like the limbs of a wild beast.

For a moment, Liu Shi, whose face was facing the sky and limbs were facing the ground, rushed towards Fang Ping with a strange cry of "Hehe".

Faced with this strange turn of events, Fang Ping was puzzled. The village girl who still had a charm a moment ago, who asked him to have a child, turned into this kind of virtue of being neither human nor ghost in just a few moments. What's weird?

Or is that what it really looks like?
Without thinking too much, and without the benevolence of a woman, Fang Ping cut off Liu Shi's head with a palm like a heavenly knife.

Blood gushed like a fountain.

Liu Shi, who had lost his head, could still move his body, and a large amount of sinister and strange aura spewed out of his body. With a bounce, five fingers tore at Fang Ping like sharp claws.

"Forgotten...repeated...weird..."

"I..." Fang Ping panted heavily with sweat, as if he had a nightmare. He didn't know when he fell into a state of forgetfulness, forgetting who he was and how he came to Taoyuan Village. , forgetting that he still has martial arts cultivation, but instinctively came to the entrance of the village, wanting to leave, wanting to remember who he is.

A frightening scene happened. The moment Fang Ping walked out of Taoyuan Village, he turned around. The villagers seemed not to recognize him, and the village head warmly invited Fang Ping to enter Taoyuan Village as a guest.

The earthen jar glowed, urging the shadow giant formed by the condensed strange power, and blocked the power issued by Gongsun Yuan head-on.

The next day, the sound of cock crowing woke up the sleeping villagers. Fang Ping walked out of the house, and the remains of Liu's body were nowhere to be found.

Noon of the day.

The woman was none other than Liu Shi who was beaten to pieces by Fang Ping last night. The other party seemed to not remember what happened yesterday, and when she met Fang Ping's eyes, she even brushed her temples and hair in shame.

Looking at the old man standing outside the village, Fang Ping bowed deeply. If it weren't for the old man's drink, [-]% of him would not be able to wake up. "Junior Chu Qing, I have met senior."

"..." Gongsun Yuan walked into the depths of Taoyuan Village without saying a word. The villagers along the way were too scared to avoid him, and they were not as warm and polite as Fang was usually.

In the middle of the night, Fang Ping sat in the room in a state of distraught. He couldn't remember how he came to Taoyuan Village.

"In terms of strength, it can threaten the innate warriors of ordinary heaven and man." Fang Ping made a judgment.

Fang Ping drifted away, tried every direction, but the result was the same, and he returned to Taoyuan Village at dawn.

"Is the guest going to leave after only staying for one day?"

Fang Ping was dubious, and immediately bid farewell to the villagers, and walked out of Taoyuan Village amidst the reluctance of the villagers.

Fang Ping looked left and right, Taoyuan Village was pitch black, and the lights of every house were turned off. He killed Mrs. Liu, and the collision sound he made didn't wake up the sleeping villagers.

Disappointed, the village head asked Fang Ping to stay, and told Fang Ping that if he wanted to leave Taoyuan Village, he could just walk out in a big way.

"I don't know. It's because I didn't know that I ended up like this. Senior, you should leave as soon as possible before you get involved."

Not long after arriving at the open space deep in the village, the Xiantian Xuanbing in Fang Ping's hands screamed violently.

One wave after another, Fang Ping saw a black shadow, more than ten feet high, blending with the dense night, looming, flashing behind a house not far away.

Fang Ping was greatly disappointed. The broken masonry jar flew up and rolled when the wind blew, and it didn't emit any weirdness or trigger any horror.

Old-fashioned, with a strong breath of time on his body.

After the disintegrated Taoyuan Village ceased to exist, Fang Ping saw a pitch-black earthen jar lifted into the air, floating in the headspace, and the mouth of the pot made a "tick" turn, facing the ground.

"It's just a little effort." The old man's eyes were solemn, "Do you know where this is?"

The village head didn't remember that he kowtowed to the earthen pot with many villagers last night, and replied: "The guest is talking about the clay pot. It is an old object in Taoyuan Village. The guest wants to see it?"

The villagers were shocked, not understanding why Fang Ping did this, and at the same time marveling at the power Fang Ping showed, like a fairy.

What's even more frightening is that there is a will calling him.

Stimulated by the pain, Fang Ping regained his sanity while sweating profusely.

Waiting quietly until dawn, Fang Ping walked outside Taoyuan Village without stopping for a moment.

"In this world, there are countless sources of mysteries. This place is the source of mysteries. I have observed it before I came in. This place has a kind of power that can make the creatures who come in forget themselves and become part of this source of mysteries. "

"It's better to stand still and wait for death."

The old man spoke amazingly.

Suddenly, Fang Ping jumped onto the roof. He saw sleeping villagers coming from all directions of the village, with dull expressions and empty eyes. After gathering in the open space, they bowed to the pitch-black earthen jar and muttered something.

Fang Ping's canthus was tearing apart, and his eyes were scarlet.

Half an hour later, the villagers got up.

Crock was unwilling and wanted to resist.

Gongsun Yuan's robe fluttered, his palm grasped emptyly, the vitality of heaven and earth condensed, mixed with his own power, and turned into a huge palm that crushed a black shadow giant more than ten feet high.

The old man looked at Fang Ping with a smile, "You are very impressive. You are young, and your cultivation has reached this level. Although you haven't opened up the secret of the human body, you have forged the body like a secret of the human body. Unexpectedly, in this remote and desolate In the world, I can still meet such an interesting junior as you. Let me introduce myself, old man Gongsun Yuan."

The young man standing in front of the village entrance suddenly had clear eyes.

At a glance, he could see that he had forged his physical body into a secret treasure of the human body. This Gongsun Yuan's strength may have reached an unimaginable level.

"Slave family Liu, guest..."

"Could it be that senior came here specially?" Fang Ping couldn't tell what the old man's cultivation was, but he was by no means an ordinary person.

This sword is fast and fierce, cutting the sky and destroying the earth, it can split a mountain in half.

When it landed on the tattered masonry pot with weird patterns painted on it, the pot was immediately shattered.

At dawn, the villagers dispersed.

Gongsun Yuan patiently listened to Fang Ping's description.

The old man could tell at a glance that the young man was in a bewilderment that he couldn't extricate himself from. If it was a little later, he might be completely lost. "Wake up!"

With sharp eyes, Fang Ping didn't have any scruples anymore. He waited until dark. The villagers gathered together. When the village chief took out the mason jar, he bit the tip of his tongue, swung the Xiantian Xuanbing, and slashed at it with his sword.

……

Strands of strange and ominous gas diffused from the earthen jar, shaping into a black shadow giant more than ten feet high, appearing in the sky like a god and demon, and the ear-splitting sound of magic pierced through the sky. Huanyu, Fang Ping's ears were shaking with blood.

Gongsun Yuan came out, with amazing power fluctuations in every gesture, turning his hands into clouds and rain, and blasting towards the earthen pot.

The sky was covered by dark clouds, and the moonlight and stars could not be seen.

The old man shook his head, not only did not leave, but also walked into the village.

The earthen jars are fired like black mud, and the surface is painted with strange totem-like patterns.

Seeing that Fang Ping was about to get up, he walked outside the house.

Tried dozens of times over and over again.

There was a rustle in the mouth of the jar, and there was something in it.

Fang Ping found the village chief, who still remembered him.

Feeling the power emanating from the old man's body close at hand, Fang Ping was shocked. This is not all the power of the old man. There is still a more magnificent and terrifying power in the old man's body that has not been vented, but it is already hard to reach. , can't be climbed high, [-]% is the power that can only be possessed by existences above the Divine Hidden Realm.

Wow

Listening to the ups and downs and extremely treacherous singing voices, Fang Ping's consciousness was dizzy and wanted to join in.

Not only that, Fang Ping noticed that his thinking became more and more blurred, and he couldn't remember some things, such as how he came to Taoyuan Village.

The young man has a majestic figure and an ordinary face. His eyes are sometimes empty, sometimes confused, sometimes recalling, and sometimes struggling in pain.

It is conceivable that when Fang Ping forgets everything, he will become like the villagers in the village, trapped in the cycle day after day.

A purple light that resembled an eye emerged from the dark mouth, ruthlessly and indifferently, passed by Fang Ping without emotion, and locked on the old man.

Rumble

"Well, I understand." Fang Pingfu asked again: "How can I leave this Taoyuan Village?"

In the middle of the night, Fang Ping glanced at Liu Shi who was knocked unconscious by himself, and left the house with the Xiantian Xuanbing in his hand.

Strangely, this time was different from the previous ones. Fang Ping walked out of Taoyuan Village less than [-] meters before returning to the village.

The Xiantian Xuanbing cut through Fang Ping's arm.

Blood splattered.

Fang Ping felt cold all over his body, and swallowed, "So, senior has the ability to eradicate this place? If so, this junior is willing to help."

Hong Zhong Dalu's scolding sounded out.

"Mother... Fang Ying... And, I can't remember!"

At night, the villagers sat around in front of the gully and laughed. During the day, the village chief, who said he could not find the clay pot, took out the clay pot and put it on the stone platform. He and the villagers sang together hand in hand. singing the ancient sacrificial song.

"Damn it, how did I come to Taoyuan Village?"

Soon, Fang Ping saw a charming and attractive woman, carrying a wooden basin with several women, going to wash clothes in front of the small river ditch in front of the village entrance.

"...Shanyang County... yes, Shanyang County..."

"The source of mysteries..."

"Thanks to you!" Fang Ping rejoiced, and stroked the Xiantian Xuanbing in fear.

Gongsun Yuanwu burst out with a powerful aura.

"That is to say, people who come to the village will not be forgotten by the villagers?" Fang Ping thought to himself, and felt that Taoyuan Village was more and more terrifying and bizarre. He tentatively asked the village chief: "Last night, the Liu family... You came to see me, was it arranged by the village chief?"

Fang Ping felt as if he was facing an abyss, and he was extremely careful with every step he took.

The village chief got up, went back to the house and looked around for a long time, and when he came out, he cursed and said, "It's gone, maybe some child took it to play."

Fang Ping nodded again and again. The appearance of the old man was an accident and also a variable. Whether he can escape from birth and save the day, I hope it all depends on the old man. The juniors are willing to help with all their strength, go through fire and water, and don't hesitate."

"Is there such a thing? Oh, it seems to be. Look at the old man's memory." The village head patted his forehead and explained with a smile: "I want guests to laugh at me. We live in Taoyuan Village in seclusion. The men in the village A few years ago, they all went out to join the army to fight, and the remaining ones are old and young, and Liu is alone and helpless, and he is not young anymore..."

"You don't need to say too much." Fang Ping dragged Mrs. Liu into the room.

"After Zishi, you can't go out! Then the Liu family came to me after Zishi, and the moment after leaving, it turned into a strange thing. It seems that if you want to leave this Taoyuan Village, you still have to start from the root." Fang Ping returned After arriving in Taoyuan Village, he laughed and laughed with the villagers, and waited until night fell, and he was arranged to go to the familiar earthen house.

The power that spread out from his body invaded every corner of Taoyuan Village like a tide, and all the villagers turned into powder and blood mist. The huge Taoyuan Village also fell apart, and the mountains and rivers were overturned and shattered.

"Every source of mysticism has a strange and unpredictable power, just like a rule. You are lucky to be able to survive here until today. If you go to that kind of mysterious place where the Lord kills, you may not be able to survive for a day. , can’t last an hour.”

When the black shadow turned his head to look at Fang Ping's position, Fang Ping stepped back into the room first.

"The earthen pot..." Fang Ping found the village head, and asked what the earthen pot was.

Fang Ping was in a daze, and joined in as if he was drunk.

An old man came from Taoyuan Village.

"The power that summoned me just now...is it from the earthen jar? Or am I already contaminated with weirdness?"

I don't know when this state started and how long it lasted.

After stopping to watch for a while, the old man stared at the young man standing in front of the village entrance.

"See how the old man calms down the source of this weirdness."

There was a knock on the door, and Mrs. Liu came to look for him.

There is an earthen jar on the stone platform in front of it.

"Senior Gongsun, I have been in this Taoyuan Village for some time, and the villagers here repeat what happened yesterday day after day, and the things outside the village are completely forgotten the next day..."

"seal up!"

In Gongsun Yuan's mouth, he gave an edict, and pointed a little, and the fingertips condensed infinite power in the void, turned into a tangible and formless talisman, and stuck it on the crock.

Since then, everything has been settled, and Gongsun Yuan took away the earthen pot.

"They said they were here to calm down the source of the crockery, but they took the crock pot away..." Fang Ping didn't ask, and it was a blessing to be able to escape. It's better not to know what Gongsun Yuan wanted the crock pot for. The more, the more dangerous.

(End of this chapter)