Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 315;

Yanmen Mansion.

The land in this mansion is barren and the land is sparsely populated. Fang Ping brought Qin Xian'er to Yanmen Mansion. Within half a day, he saw a village and town. The fire in the village was raging, and the smoke was billowing. The raging flames burned houses and corpses. Hundreds of soldiers wrapped in fine iron armor and riding horses on their crotches brandished butcher knives on the streets, killing everyone they saw.

There are also soldiers who gather the people into a pile, and then shoot all the arrows, and go up to make up for those who are not dead.

There are dozens of iron cavalry guarding every exit of the village and town. On the hillside in the northwest, one can see a burly man with better armor and advanced armor. There is no kindness or guilt in the villages and towns that are full of mourning.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, he impatiently ordered to the left and right: "Give me an order to gather a thousand heads for me within an hour, and burn the rest to ashes without leaving any traces." .”

With orders from left and right, he led a dozen soldiers into the villages and towns where cries, begging for mercy, and screams rose and fell.

Qin Xian'er, who witnessed this tragedy in the world from a distance, looked at the streets full of fire, corpses all over the ground, old and weak women and children who were innocently killed, and even innocent children who were not as tall as her waist were beheaded alive. Lowering her head, she froze in place for a moment. This was not the same world as the bustling and bustling scene she had seen before.

Fang Ping glanced at the shocked little fairy, and sighed softly; "It's helpless, but this is the world, you..."

Qin Xian'er swallowed as if in a dream, and before Fang Ping could finish speaking, she stood up and appeared in front of the village with the wind. On the hillside, a burly man riding a handsome horse, He shouted loudly: "Who are you, why do you want to slaughter these innocent people, aren't they all unarmed ordinary people, and those children..."

The burly man was stunned for a long time before he realized it, but he didn't mean to explain. He just used a pair of obscene/evil fiery eyes to look up and down the gorgeous woman in red with fox-like cheeks. She claimed to have seen many fish and wild geese Compared with the woman in red in front, she can be described as a vulgar powder.

He laughed and said: "Then the little lady who came here wants to be a heroine who fights righteousness and saves the common people, can't she? Tell you, these are the rebellious people who betrayed me, Daxuan, and took refuge in the Dali Dynasty. Rebelling against the people, death is not a pity! It is only right and proper for this general to kill them!"

"You...the devil!" Qin Xian'er clenched her delicate fists, ignoring the chatter with the burly man, turned around and darted into the village, blowing away more than a dozen cavalry, Saved a group of trembling, crying people.

"You're skilled, take down this demon girl for me, and hand it over to this general. Remember to catch her alive!" The burly man on the hillside made a sound like a bell, which spread in all directions. Xian'er's opponent, Little Fairy, can penetrate shield armor with a single blow.

Thousands of soldiers flew upside down in front of Qin Xian'er like chickens and dogs, and suffered heavy losses in an instant.

"The witch is bold! If you fall into the hands of this general, I want you to live or die!"

The burly man's eyes were wide open, and he jumped up on his horseback. Judging by the aura he exuded, he had the cultivation base of the third transformation of the heavenly realm.

……

"It's a problem that doesn't wait for people to finish talking. It needs to be cured."

Watching the little fairy rushing out to question why the burly man slaughtered innocent people, and then ran to the village and town to overthrow thousands of soldiers, Fang Ping walked out leisurely, and when he reached the hillside, he stretched out his right hand, the turtle's breath was real. With a rush of anger, he forcibly dragged the burly man who was going to take down the little fairy himself from midair.

"Who!"

The burly man turned pale with fright, his body fell to the ground uncontrollably, when he stood up in embarrassment, his tiger eyes widened, and he stared at the majestic bearded man who appeared on the hillside through gritted teeth, "You are the son of that demon girl!" partner?"

"En, partner." Fang Ping looked down at the burly man condescendingly, and identified the man's identity through the mysterious bird pattern engraved on the man's outer armor, "You are Daxuan's soldier, don't go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, Slaughter the people of Daxuan here, and the people pay food and taxes, so it is not as good as raising pigs and dogs like you, and you will revenge your kindness?"

Under the sharp words, the burly man was speechless for a while, blue veins appeared on his forehead, and the true energy in his dantian came out through his body, circling around him, "It's not your turn to dictate how I do things."

"Then what if this is the case." Fang Ping pointed out that it was ordinary, but it gathered infinite power. After it was released, it swallowed the burly man like a tornado.

Even if the burly man resists with skill and inspires all the true energy, it will not help. He is like an ant and mayfly trapped in a torrent of ten thousand feet. He is invulnerable outside his body. Thousands of hair-thin slits were torn open.

"What kind of cultivation is he...?" The burly man trembled in fear, and finally realized the gap between himself and the majestic bearded man. It's not that the other party can't kill him, on the contrary, the other party can kill him with a flick of the finger. He, with such an unfathomable cultivation, he has only seen it in a few military leaders in the army.

Divine Tibetan Realm?
The more the burly man thought about it, the more frightened he became. Looking back, the fire in the town had been extinguished, and the fairy-like red-clothed witch returned to the front of the town, glaring at him with the majestic bearded man.

"Senior...Senior, please forgive me, I am also following orders, and I am really helpless."

The burly man who knelt on the ground with a plop shirked his responsibility spinelessly.

"On whose order, and who wants you to eat the people's food, and then turn your head to slaughter your own people?" Fang Ping asked calmly, unable to hear the rebuke.

"It's... Chief Wan... Zhao Dehai, he said that a few days ago, Dali's iron cavalry invaded the Yanmen mansion, and the people here bowed their knees and took refuge in Dali, so they should be killed."

Fang Ping sneered, "So, this is not the only village you slaughtered?"

The burly man's body was numb, and he wanted to defend himself, when he saw a cold light flashing across his neck, his head was thrown a few meters away, and he saw his heels.

To Fang Ping, beheading this burly man was just a matter of little effort. He looked at Qin Xian'er indifferently. After this incident, the little fairy was not as excited as before, and she was alive and kicking, but the world was far more exciting than she imagined. cruel.

"Do you know Zhao Dehai, the chief ten thousand he is talking about?" Qin Xian'er looked at the body of the burly man who had lost his vitality, and after a long silence, he raised his head and asked.

"How do I know each other? What do you want to do? To expose this person for harming the people, or to break into the army and kill this person?"

"is it not OK?"

"Maybe, you decide for yourself, I can't stop you, but there is one thing, you have to do what you can, then Zhao Dehai is the commander of the ten thousand, and there are thousands of troops by his side, you are not afraid, but after killing him ? Will it cause more trouble? Of course, you can also use your identity as the successor of the Holy Land of Martial Arts to suppress people..."

"Don't look down on people!" Qin Xian'er spat angrily: "I am practicing in the world. Master has said that I can't reveal my identity as the successor of the Holy Land of Martial Arts. That would be meaningless."

Fang Ping sighed, it's not easy being a master, he has considered every aspect for the little fairy, "So, what are you going to do next?"

Qin Xian'er didn't say a word, but her eyes were very clear, she wanted Fang Ping to make up her mind.

"Then just walk and watch. The ancients said that it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. What's more, if you encounter something later, you have to listen to me and then do it." Fang Ping deliberately emphasized the latter Half a sentence.

"Okay, I see." Qin Xian'er nodded, looking like she had benefited a lot.

……

A few days later, the two came to the hinterland of Yanmen Mansion in a stop-and-go manner. In front of them was Yanmen Mansion's prefectural city, Yanmen City.

The city is not as grand as Guanglingfu City, and the city is not as lively and noisy as Guanglingfu City, but it has an ancient atmosphere that has survived the baptism of war. There are not too many pedestrians on the streets of the city, and most of the shops are closed. It can be seen that from the heavily armed and vigorous soldiers, teams are patrolling the streets and alleys.

After walking through many blocks, Fang Ping came to an inn in the inner city of Yanmen City. Fang Ping seemed to have a feeling, and looked not far away. There were four people sitting there, three men and one old man. Their appearance was unknown. They were all wearing bamboo hats, and their aura was restrained seamlessly, but Fang Ping could still tell that these four were all strong in the Divine Hidden Realm.

Qin Xian'er also noticed this, and pulled Xia Ping's arm calmly, and looked away after receiving no response.

"Give me an upper room." Fang Ping ordered the waiter in the shop.

"Okay, take a room!" the waiter yelled, leading Fang Ping and Qin Xian'er to the second floor.

At this moment, among the four people sitting in the lobby of the inn, a thin man breathed heavily and said, "I can't tell what kind of cultivation this man is, and the same goes for the woman who was traveling with him. , wouldn’t it be an ordinary person?”

"Master Zhang Xiang, you need to divide your time and know how to measure when you practice the magic of nourishing evil spirits. We are here to do great things. Don't disappoint the teachings of the leader. If you can't complete the decree of the leader, none of us will do it." I can't survive. In a few days, the three leaders will come!" The old man among the four, who seemed to be the leader, warned the man who had evil thoughts with a slap in the face.

The incense master looked like he didn't listen, licking his lips and looking at the second floor of the inn.

"Master Xiang? Three Masters?" Fang Ping sat in a spacious, bright and sunny guest room, and could clearly hear the communication downstairs.

"Hey, do we want to live in the same room? You want to lie to me if you don't know each other well." Qin Xian'er's voice sounded, half understanding, locked on Fang Ping in a serious manner.

"I won't lie to you if I want to. It's called being cautious. You can have someone to take care of you when you live together." Fang Ping didn't explain too much. He closed his eyes and comprehended the "Brahma Wonderful Voice Magic Art" taught to him by the little fairy. One more martial arts profound art for him to confirm and comprehend, the progress of the two health-preserving exercises of tortoise breathing and strengthening body can be accelerated.

……

Inner city, government office.

Commanding [-] iron cavalry, stationed in Yanmen City just in case, dispatching at any time, or suppressing the rebellion in Yanmen Mansion, or supporting Zhao Dehai at the front line, but at this moment he is like a drunk and meat-eating winebag, bare chested Sitting upright in the magnificent hall, there are more than a dozen singers dancing in front of them, scratching their heads and posing, revealing a touch of spring from time to time.

"Hahahaha! Good dance!"

Zhao Dehai, who had a rough appearance and a scar on his face, stretched out his hand and hugged a singer into his arms. He explored up and down, and said to his confidantes who were sitting together in the hall: "I understand now. What meritorious deeds on the battlefield and serving the court are all big words and fooling around."

"It's a great pleasure in life to be able to drink heavily, eat meat, and have a beautiful woman in your arms, don't you think so?"

Who would have thought that he also fought bloody battles on the battlefield, made great contributions, and with a deep blood, he was promoted from an unknown soldier to a captain who commanded tens of thousands of cavalry in a few decades.

The few generals in the hall were not surprised at all, they raised their glasses one after another, flatteringly said:

"My lord's golden and jade words are right in one sentence!"

"Life is alive, and you should enjoy yourself in time. I am willing to follow the adults, go through fire and water for the adults, and do not hesitate."

Several people scrambled to finish the spirits in their cups.

"Very good. After you go back today, control your soldiers and wait for my orders." Zhao Dehai's face was flushed and he smelled of alcohol, but his eyes were shining with an imperceptible fierceness.

Suddenly, a person broke into the hall, "My lord... It's not good, Sun... Commander Sun was killed, and the thousand cavalry he brought with him suffered heavy casualties, and only a few dozen survived."

Zhao Dehai was slightly startled, put down his wine glass, and the singer in his arms was also pushed aside mercilessly, and said, "Do you know who did it?"

"My lord, according to the surviving soldiers, there is a woman in red, and a young man as tall as a mountain with a beard on his face."

The woman in red?A bearded man?
Zhao Dehai heaved a sigh of relief, maybe it wasn't him who exposed his whereabouts, maybe it was two warriors passing by who were not used to soldiers slaughtering innocent people, so they took the opportunity to strike, but doing so was tantamount to touching his whiskers, if I don't mean to express it, I'm afraid it will chill the hearts of several generals present who have followed him for a long time.

"Order! The whole city is searching for the woman in red and the bearded man. Once found, they will be arrested immediately! If they can't be found in the city, they will send three thousand flying cavalry to search outside the city!"

The man got the order and quickly left the hall.

……

Branches on the moon.

The moonlight outside the window was bright, and the cicadas were singing endlessly.

Fang Ping focused on comprehending the mysteries of martial arts in the "Brahma Miaoyin Divine Art". Once he had a feeling, the merits were immediately integrated into the two health-preserving exercises of the turtle's breath breathing technique and the strengthening body exercise. What about Qin Xian'er? , and didn't sleep. When she and Fang Ping were in the same state, they were not so tired that they couldn't fall asleep even if they wanted to sleep. They could feel refreshed and energetic after practicing meditation.

In the first half of the night, there was no waves and no waves, and in the second half of the night, there were changes and accidents.

Fang Ping smelled an unusual breath, colorless and odorless, after the air invaded the abdomen, it spread to the limbs, bone marrow and meridians.

"Mixiang? Isn't it just ordinary Mixiang? It's strong, and it's colorless and odorless. It sticks to the air, and when inhaled into the abdomen, it will explode immediately. Blocked."

Opening his eyes, Fang Ping glanced at Qin Xian'er, and found that the little fairy was staring at him with a pair of big black and white eyes in confusion, so he put a finger in front of his lips, "Hush—— "

The little fairy understood and kept silent.

Outside the door, a figure appeared. After hesitating for a moment, he pushed the door open. The moment he pushed the door open, he didn't see the result he wanted to see.

Fang Ping just sat on the chair, neither happy nor sad, with a leisurely posture.

Qin Xian'er was not much different, her cheeks were like the moon, and she stared at the guy who opened the door with picturesque eyes.

"Hiss! My Drunk Dream Fragrance, but it was given by the leader, and it is impossible for monks in the Divine Hidden Realm to resist it. Are they...prepared, or..."

The man wearing the bamboo hat made a man and a woman tremble with fear, but the reaction was not slow. He said with a smile: "The corridor is dark, and you went to the wrong room. Don't blame the two of you."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

How could Fang Ping do what he wished, he grabbed the palm of his hand, the breath of the turtle breathed like a mountain and a tsunami, and the vast ocean and sea attracted the man's figure.

But the man is not easy to deal with. The three secrets of the human body in his body are glowing, and his true energy is surging. He broke free from the shackles of the tortoise's true energy in an instant.

"The light of rice grains, this seat can kill even martial arts masters, you are an ant, what are you fighting with me!" Fang Ping stood up, the full moon outside the window trembled a little, and the strength of the man's fist fell on his stalwart and tall body Outside, there was no wave, as if the flood of the ocean had slapped on the giant peak that reached the sky.

The man's soul was dying, and Fang Ping's sentence, "This seat can kill even martial arts masters, why don't you fight me like an ant", made his heart beat wildly and his blood flow backwards, "Senior... this is really a misunderstanding, I am Wrong room."

"Fortunately, you are also a martial artist in the Divine Hidden Realm, so you can use such flawed words to fool me?" Fang Ping stepped forward, slashing at the man like a long sword.

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The aura is formless and formless, but it contains a person's energy and spirit. The martial arts in ancient times can make the stars fall and the mountains and rivers of Kyushu change color. Fang Ping is not strong enough to go to that level. The aura is more than enough to defeat a cultivator in the Divine Hidden Realm who has opened up three human secrets.

The moment he was bombarded by Fang Ping's aura, the man froze in place with dilated pupils, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Who are you? What is the purpose of releasing the incense?" Fang Ping asked directly when he saw that the man's will had collapsed.

"I... I am... the incense master of the Tiansheng sect's main altar, and that incense is... the fragrance of the drunken dream of the past life..."

According to the man's own description, he is the incense master of the main altar of the Tiansheng sect, and he has practiced a technique of nourishing evil spirits. During the day, he saw Qin Xian'er in a glimpse in the lobby of the inn, and he came up with the idea of ​​nourishing Qin Xian'er.

(End of this chapter)