Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 300; Outside the Great Xuan, by the River of Falling Water [[-] words]

"Brother Tang!"

"I admire you so much!"

"We may become close friends, but you want me to pass on the "Nine Nether Xuantian Divine Art" to you. Don't you know if this is the unique skill of my sect, or a martial art? Who is there in the world? You will easily teach a martial art to outsiders, and it is difficult for me to agree to your request."

Duanmuyi looked gloomy at the choppy river. If Fang Ping was asking for something else, he could still consider it, but what Fang Ping wanted was a martial arts profound art, which was a unique skill passed down from generation to generation by the Sun Moon God Sect. !
Fang Ping was not surprised by Duanmu Yi's reaction, and teased: "I said it was a deal! Since it is a deal, it must be exchanged at an equivalent value! I want the Nine Nether Xuantian Divine Art, and I will also give a complete The martial arts and profound skills are passed on to Young Master Duanmu."

"Oh? Brother Tang holds a complete martial arts profound art?" Duan Muyi looked at Fang Ping unexpectedly.

"Of course there is. I issued a mission to assassinate that old thief Shangguan in the Wansha Building. The reward is the martial arts in my hands." Fang Ping replied with nothing to hide, except that he was not afraid that Duanmu Yi would be greedy. , Killing and seizing treasure.

For one thing, Duanmuyi still needs his full assistance in order to kill the old thief Shangguan and regain the authority of the Sun Moon God Sect.Secondly, with Fang Ping's current cultivation base and the sharpness of the innate profound weapons, even if he is no match for Duanmu Yi, who is at the master level, he can still protect himself.

"If it's like this..." Duanmu Yi's face struggled a little. One martial arts profound art can make people go straight to the peak of martial arts. If two martial arts profound arts are practiced together, their cultivation background is unimaginable, but even if they are talented, People with excellent savvy have limited energy. If they practice two kinds of martial arts and profound arts at the same time, they may have to draw water from a bamboo basket in vain.

However, it is hard to imagine the temptation of having one more martial art to prove the martial arts, and it is possible to inherit one more martial art from Duanmu's lineage. However, Duanmu Yi's cultivation had already violated the canon of the Sun Moon God Sect, so it was justified because of his special status.

Fang Ping did not speak again, quietly waiting for a reply.

After thinking for a full hour, Duanmu Yi broke free from the ideological struggle, and said with a long sigh; "Brother Tang is more unfathomable than I thought.

Well, let's exchange at equal value, but there is one more thing, after you have cultivated the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art, you can't pass it on to others, except for direct disciples.It's the same with me, except for the core fighters of the Duanmu lineage, no one will touch the martial arts and profound skills you taught me. "

It's not surprising that Duanmu Yi has such worries. If the two of them sell and teach martial arts profound arts arbitrarily, over time, the value of this martial arts profound arts will be greatly depreciated. You can learn it, but if you don’t learn it, you will be killed, but it’s useless if you learn it, because everyone knows it, and this vicious circle is very annoying.

"Naturally." Fang Ping agreed to Duanmu Yi's condition without hesitation.

"You first teach me part of the content of the martial arts profound art, and then I will teach you part of the content of the Jiuyou Xuantian divine art." Duanmu Yi said.

He won't renege on his word and get fat, and Fang Ping doesn't seem like a swindler, but what if...

Fang Ping smiled and didn't speak. Martial Dao Xuangong is just something that others flock to and regard it as a treasure, but to him, it is only suitable for perfecting two health-preserving exercises.

Soon, Fang Ping told Duanmu Yi the formulas of martial arts and profound kung fu, and the way of true energy circulation.

"This martial arts profound art is not as domineering and evil as the Jiuyou Xuantian divine art, but it also has its unique features."

Duanmu Yi then taught Fang Ping the formula of the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art and the way the true energy moves.

"There is Xuantian in the Nine Nethers, the upper Xuan and the lower Nine Nethers...the brilliance of life and death...the yin and half the soul..."

Fang Ping was in awe, the Nine Nether Mysterious Heaven Divine Art and the Martial Dao Mysterious Art he obtained in the Lingxu Cave were simply two extremes.

This is not over yet. The formulas and methods of martial arts and profound kung fu are just superficial. The true meaning of martial arts is the most important thing. It cannot be written in words, nor can it be taught in words. Pass it on to the other party within the friendship, Fang Ping taught the female suzerain in this way before.

At noon that day, the big ship docked, and there was an abandoned ferry on the shore, desolate and cluttered with vegetation.

"I haven't asked Brother Tang yet, what is the name of your martial arts profound art, and which senior left it?"

Duanmu Yi, who got off the boat, asked curiously.

The two seemed to have finished exchanging the content of martial arts and profound arts.

"The name... The Sutra of Lingxu, I got it by chance." Fang Pingzhang replied immediately.

"Qi Ru Shen Xu, a good name, just fits the mystery of this skill!"

"..." Fang Ping was silent.

"Wait here." Duanmu Yi gave instructions to the warriors on the big ship, and ran to the distance, very fast. This guy is a grand master with endless energy and blood, and he rushed out in no time. Hundreds of miles away, seeing Fang Ping following behind him unhurriedly, he was overjoyed immediately.

Shouted: "Brother Tang, if you can keep up with me, we can reach the border of Daxuan within ten days."

Fang Ping was speechless, this is just a child under the age of 50, "Okay, Tang will do his best."

The moment he heard the sound, Duanmuyi's speed doubled, and Yin Qi lingered around him, like a demon possessed by a ghost, and he sank to the end of the earth with a bang, leaving behind him a circle that lasted for a long time. sonic waves.

Fang Ping didn't hesitate either. The tortoise's breathing technique was in operation, exhaling and exhaling like a tortoise descending into the world. Cooperating with the body strengthening skill, the golden true blood flowing in his body was activated at full power.

Overnight, Fang Ping's muscles glowed with golden light, his bones creaked, his spine revived, and his feet stepped on him, causing the ground to collapse and shatter.

The burning golden true blood contained shocking life energy. Fang Ping was covered with inexhaustible power surging in his limbs and bones. White steam spewed out with a whining sound, and the surface of the body was covered with gorgeous battle marks like magma flames.

bang rumble

On the boundless land, there are two figures one in front of the other, one is full of yin energy, like nine ghosts, and the other is full of golden blood, breathing like a dragon. Compared with the former, it is like the King Kong in the temple. The majesty and majesty of the two people couldn't be caught by the naked eyes with their speed, leaving a gully crack on the ground with no end in sight.

Suddenly a hill several tens of feet high appeared in front of him. Duanmu Yi, who was rushing forward, had no intention of dodging, he slammed into it, the mountain was pierced straight through, and the falling rocks, like Martian meteorites, scattered in all directions.

Fang Ping followed closely, and the rocks thrown at him were smelted into ashes by the life energy surging outside him like a raging fire before they touched him a foot in front of him.

It was night in a short time, the sun was setting, the moon and rabbit were hanging high, the stars and the moon reflected on the earth, but they couldn't hide the light from the two figures.

"Oh? I'm already so fast, can he still catch up with me?" Duanmu Yi looked back, unknowingly shocked by the immeasurable vitality flowing from Fang Ping's body The golden blood light emitted is like a magical lamp illuminating the night, and the blazing light can be seen dozens of miles away. This is the embodiment of vitality!

Another two days passed, during which Duanmu Yi accelerated repeatedly, but he just couldn't get rid of the figure behind him.

"Monster! What kind of cultivation is he?" Duanmu Yi frowned, and the yin energy around him was dissipated. He stopped and said, "I underestimated Brother Tang..."

The golden blood light outside Fang Ping's body was extinguished, and his figure returned to normal. Panting like a cow, he said, "I should say this, I have tried my best, even the martial arts forbidden technique that stimulates energy and blood and squeezes potential. It has been displayed, but it is still far behind..."

The corners of Duanmuyi's mouth twitched. Isn't this ridiculous? He is a grand master. Although he doesn't know how many human body secrets Fang Ping has opened up, if Fang Ping can catch up with him, what face does he have to survive? "Brother Tang, don't underestimate yourself. Your life energy is far beyond what I had when I was in the Divine Hidden Realm. You have the appearance of a martial saint."

Fang Ping shook his head.

The posture of a martial saint, the posture of a martial saint!
Only monsters with unrivaled talent and excellent comprehension will be crowned with the title of Martial Saint, but from ancient times to the present, only a small number of people have taken that step. Potential is indispensable, but chance, opportunity, and epiphany are more important.

Ordinary people can rely on a great opportunity to fly nine days. The rumors of instant enlightenment and instant sanctification are a bit scary, but who can guarantee that such a person has never appeared in the eternal night.

"Let's take a break. The Luoshui River is as boundless as the ocean. It is not easy to find the blood of dragon turtles scattered in the Luoshui River, and there must be many people looking for the blood of dragon turtles in the Luoshui River. It's going to be a tough battle."

Fang Ping thought the same way.

……

At the junction of Daxuan and Daqin, beside the Luoshui River.

There is no man's land within a radius of several thousand miles.

This place does not belong to the territory of any country in Daxuan and Daqin, but there is a town named "Luoshui City". The population in the city is not large. It has lived for hundreds of years and only has a population of 10,000+. In the past, there was no competition with the world, and few people set foot here, but now it has become a place where wind and clouds gather.

When the dragon tortoise was born, dozens of terrestrial martial sages worked together to kill it and divide up its corpse, but some of the blood of the dragon tortoise was absorbed into the Luoshui. This kind of opportunity is rare in a hundred years, and it is only the people who have poured into this "Luocheng" recently. There are not many martial arts monks, including Daxuan monks and Daqin monks.

At this time, outside the city, two figures were busy in the wind and dust, and they arrived on the hillside in front of "Luo City" from a distance in the blink of an eye.

Looking ahead at the town that was not as big as Shanyang County and could be seen at a glance, Fang Ping turned his attention to the river in the distance.

A few miles away, Fang Ping could hear the regular and continuous sound of the turbulent waves. In the blink of his eyes, a vast, endless, endless river like a vast ocean appeared in Fang Ping's eyes.

Its magnificence and magnificence make people feel relaxed and happy.

At the same time, Fang Ping felt an ancient atmosphere, as if he saw a river that would last forever in endless years.

"Luoshui! My father said before retreating that Luoshui is a unique miracle on this continent. In the contest of life and death, there are countless martial arts giants who fell into it..." Duanmu Yi clenched his fists inexplicably.

Fang Ping withdrew his gaze, looked at the town in front of him, and muttered: "This is a no-man's land for thousands of miles. There are many gods and ghosts in the no-man's land. This town can survive until today. It's a weird thing."

"It may also be because of Luoshui. Luoshui is sacred and inviolable. I have never heard of gods and evil spirits appearing in Luoshui before or now." Duanmuyi took the lead and walked into the town.

The moment he entered the town, countless eyes stared at him.

"The one who came was the Daqin cultivator, or I, the Daxuan cultivator." A young man with a handsome figure and extraordinary cultivation appeared in front of him.

Duanmuyi didn't know why, but he didn't put the other party in his eyes, and replied coldly: "So what about Daxuan monk!"

The young man smiled lightly, cupped his hands and said: "I am also a Daxuan cultivator, Your Excellency should know that besides our Daxuan cultivator, there are also Daqin cultivators here, and those who are not my race must be punished. Let's join hands and don't give the Great Qin cultivator an opportunity, if the two of you are willing to take refuge with my young master and conspire with the dragon tortoise's essence and blood, after the matter is completed, you will definitely be treated badly."

Fang Ping smiled and said nothing, he didn't bother to guess who the young master was, but who was Duanmu Yi?The flesh and blood of the leader of the Devil's Cult is still a grand master, and he has practiced the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art. Will he be a person who bows his head and bows his head?

Just as Fang Ping thought, Duanmuyi looked up to the sky and laughed for a moment, with a terrifying beam of light in his eyes, and he scolded straight through his body: "It turned out to be a dog. Before I get angry, you can get out."

The young man who was so contemptuous in front of everyone walked away with resentful eyes.

"Be careful, you two, that person is a martial artist from a thousand-year-old family, the Lei family!" A great Xuanwu practitioner reminded Fang Ping and Duanmu Yi via sound transmission.

Duanmuyi frowned, the thousand-year-old family has been created by human martial sages, and it has been passed down for thousands of years. His family belongs to many thousand-year-old aristocratic families in Daxuan, and he is considered a relatively powerful one. Although he is not afraid, he doesn't want to make enemies either.

Suddenly, a figure jumped out.

This is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with light dark skin, a slim figure, and an ordinary face. Her eyes are bright and clear, and her cultivation is at the third-rank level. "Seniors, do you want to buy a map?"

Fang Ping: "What map?"

"Follow me." The girl motioned for the two to follow.

(End of this chapter)