Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 325; Spiritual consciousness leaves the body and destroys the magic cave [[-] words]

Use your body as your furnace, and your true blood as your firewood!

Fang Ping's body was indistinct at first, and then disappeared out of thin air. What appeared on the spot was a mysterious and ancient phantom of an ancient tripod. The body of the tripod was engraved with tadpole talisman seals like stars, sun and moon. There are also looming and lifelike patterns of mountains and rivers, rivers and lakes, birds and animals.

Whoa!
With a hoarse voice, he rushed towards Fang Ping, wanting to die with Fang Ping, the green-robed demon man who was fighting to the death, his eyes were terrified, his complexion changed drastically, and he plunged headlong into the ancient world that was rippling with inarticulate and mysterious charm. Inside the phantom of the tripod vision!
Easy to get in and hard to get out!It's like jumping into a cage on your own initiative.

At the moment when the green-robed demon man plunged headlong into the phantom of the ancient cauldron, in the illusory and disillusioned phantom of the ancient cauldron, a golden golden blood appeared when it was burning. The golden flames that started a prairie fire, intensified!

Rumble!
The phantom image of the blazing ancient tripod swayed with a whining sound, like a fiery furnace that was erected on a volcano for thousands of years to smelt gold and iron. In the golden real fire that melted like snow in the sun, there was finally a shrill sound that made the listener feel sad and the listener cry.

"what……"

"……what!"

The golden true blood is as strong as the nine-day scorching sun, restraining evil spirits, burning away sneaky creatures, and being exposed to the golden true fire, the rock-solid demon body of the green-robed demon man was wiped out every inch of it. The filthy evil energy that is as black as ink is emitted, which is the source of the power of the green-robed demon man.

"What kind of mysterious magic power is this?"

"Are you able to suppress... refining monsters?"

Ji Qianshang's eyes were wide open and he watched as he entered the phantom of the ancient cauldron and was engulfed by the golden real fire. He went on a rampage and couldn't kill him even with his fangs and claws. The demonic man in robes, his heart beat violently, he thought of a possibility: the prototype of supernatural powers!
As a bloodline of the Daxuan royal family, Ji Qianshang knows a lot about the secrets of various martial arts. When a warrior has cultivated a certain martial art to an extremely unpredictable and unparalleled level, he can follow this martial art The changes in his own characteristics, combined with his own martial arts will, nourished a ray of supernatural power that only a strong martial saint can have, which is also called the prototype of supernatural powers.

The warriors who control the prototype of supernatural powers are usually great masters of martial arts. They are one step away from martial saints. Fang Ping is definitely not a great master of martial arts.

"In the realm of the master, he controlled a monster with a rudimentary form of supernatural power? It's so terrifying!"

Ji Qianshang was inexplicably moved, and turned his eyes to the white-robed demon man in the distance. Since Fang Ping has the prototype of supernatural powers, the green-robed demon man has no room to struggle. What he has to do now is to restrain the white-robed demon man man.

"Get out of the way!"

The ten Xuanniao guards who came here with him, each with the cultivation level of a grand master, are now torn apart by the white-robed demon man. Even the Daxuan royal family has endless resources and backgrounds, and it is necessary to cultivate a grand master. , and loyal, never betrayed Xuan Niaowei also have to invest a lot of time and energy.

Holding the seal of the black bird in his hand, Ji Qianshang charged at the demon man in white robe like lightning.

When the fists and claws collided, Ji Qianshang's arm bones were numb, and he flew out with a surge of energy and blood, but he also smashed the black bird seal outside the body of the demon man in white robe.

Bang rumbling!
The phantom image of the ancient cauldron reverberating from the golden real fire shook endlessly. The green-robed demon man inside was refined in the blink of an eye. The man was neither human nor ghost, and most of the demon's body melted away. Fang Ping's will Roaring, intensified the fire.

Unsurprisingly, the green-robed demon man vanished into the cave world. Fang Ping could clearly feel that after refining the green-robed demon man, the Furnace Cultivation Skill had an astonishing transformation.

It is worth mentioning that.

The moment the green-robed demon man was wiped out, the power of the white-robed demon man dropped a lot in an instant. He and the green-robed demon man were originally born of the same mother. After being transformed into demons, they have the ability to superimpose each other. Now that the green-robed demon man has turned into ashes, the power he got from the green-robed demon man no longer exists.

Ji Qianshang was overjoyed, holding on to the idea of ​​taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he crushed the white-robed demon man whose strength had declined, and the six Xuanniao guards did not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, forcing the white-robed demon man The man retreated steadily, panicking like a dog.

"Let me go!" Fang Ping stepped forward, his eyes were hot and greedy, and he locked on the white-robed demon man. As long as he refined this white-robed demon man, he might be able to directly break through to the next level of furnace cultivation.

Ji Qianshang, who didn't know what Fang Ping was thinking, smiled broadly and said considerately: "The current situation is all due to Brother Xu, this house has become a trap, let me kill it, Brother Xu can stand aside catch my breath."

"..." Fang Ping was speechless, but he didn't want to say anything more. With a leap, he turned into a phantom of a cauldron and covered the demon man in white robe.

One can imagine how flustered the white-robed demon man was, his eyeballs were so red that they were about to bleed, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break the ancient and mysterious cauldron furnace phantom.

Accompanied by the golden real fire burning like a scorching sun, the demon man in white robe whose strength had plummeted, was refined into nothingness powder without holding on for a long time.

At this point, the Furnace Cultivation Skill has transformed again, but there is still a thin line to break through to the next level. In addition, Fang Ping also noticed that during the process of refining the two monsters, the white-robed demon man and the green-robed demon man, , An evil and ominous aura penetrating to the marrow silently absorbed in the depths of his body.

"Stove Yang Hundred Classics is the right way! But everything in the world is in the two ways of yin and yang, and martial arts are the same. Monsters are from the yin to evil, and the Furnace Hundred Classics are mutually generated and restrained, and then a balance is achieved. But once I refine too many demons and monsters If you lose yourself, this technique will become a method of enchantment..."

Fang Ping looked at Ji Qianshang, put aside all distracting thoughts and said, "Brother Ji, what's your next plan?"

"Of course it destroyed the magic den." Ji Qianshang replied.

According to what the white-robed demon man said earlier, the entire underground world is transformed by the magic cave, and the group of people seems to have come to the belly of the magic cave, and to destroy the magic cave, they must find the lifeblood of the magic cave.

Suddenly, the earth trembled and the mountains shook, and the accident happened in vain.

In the eyes of everyone, the magic cave is like a big mouth, with the top sinking and the feet rising, as if it is about to close, and the magic hole is covered with red and blue veins and blood vessels, and the dark flesh and blood wriggle endlessly like a tide. foul smell.

"Is this going to trap us here alive?" Ji Qianshang raised his hand and slapped it, and the sharp golden phoenix wrapped in scorching flames fell on the sinking magic jade wall above, destroying everything A large piece of flesh and blood, but this has no effect on the vast ocean-like magic lair, and the wound is wriggling, and it doesn't take a few breaths to restore it to its original state.

Fang Ping looked sharply, and said, "It seems that this magic cave also has its own will? When it realized the threat, it began to resist..."

"Your Highness, the situation is critical. Let's leave this devil's lair first and make a long-term plan." A Xuanniao guard suggested.

"Leave? Where are you going? Now that the magic hole is closed, it is impossible to leave an exit." Ji Qianshang was calm, and his eyes turned to Fang Ping. Before he knew it, Fang Ping was his main priority. .

Fang Ping raised his eyes to look around, and saw the same scene. All he saw were flesh walls covered with red and blue veins and veins. "If you find the lifeblood, you can destroy the magic cave. This is the only way to get out of trouble right now."

After saying that, Fang Ping fled towards the distance. During this period, his gaze was like a torch, and a golden sun of qi and blood rose outside him. The scorching heat and high-temperature air waves shone made the magic gun closed in front of him sizzling, until Smoky stretched out.

Ji Qianshang followed closely behind with several Xuanniao guards.

A few hours passed, Fang Ping's face was pale, and the golden sun around him also dimmed a bit.

"Brother Xu, this is the "Dragon Blood Pill", a low-grade panacea that has a miraculous effect on restoring qi and blood." Ji Qianshang threw out a porcelain bottle without hesitation, which contained three Dragon Blood Pills.

"Thank you." Fang Ping poured out a pill that was as smooth and blood-red as amber and took it. The energy and blood consumed in his body immediately boiled. The lifeblood was hidden in that corner, and after looking for a needle in a haystack like this, the final result was to be swallowed by this devil's den.

Thinking of Fang Ping here, he stopped, closed his eyes, and dived into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Martial sages can transform spiritual power into divine consciousness to separate from the body, mysterious and mysterious, like an omniscient eye, which can see things that the naked eye can't catch, and can penetrate all kinds of obstacles.

"For the current plan, I can only try my best." Fang Ping stared at the spiritual light ball floating in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The light is obscure, but bright as a golden light ball, which contains abundant life breath, like a placenta that is pregnant with a baby.

"Your Highness, this is..." Several Xuanniao guards Fang Ping's performance was somewhat incomprehensible.

Ji Qianshang was also very curious. The situation was so critical, but Fang Ping was able to calm down. Did he give up struggling?Not too possible.

"I believe Brother Xu!" Ji Qianshang took a deep breath and comforted several Xuanniao guards, also comforting himself.

Like the soul, spiritual power is the source of a person. The physical body is only a carrier, but it also serves as a shelter. Fang Ping is now pushing the spiritual power in the spiritual light sphere, rushing out of the sea of ​​consciousness bit by bit.

It can be seen that Fang Ping's forehead is shining brightly, the center of his brows is glowing, and the pouring spiritual power is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. The risk is self-evident. The spiritual power is separated from the protection of the physical body. If it is not strong enough, a gust of wind may blow the spirit. collapse, and the damage to the mental power is a hundred times more terrifying than the damage to the physical body.

Back then, when Fang Ping broke through to the eighth transformation of the Heaven-Human Realm and opened up the sea of ​​consciousness, he tried to extend his spiritual power outside his body, but failed. Now Fang Ping uses his physical body as the secret of the human body. The background is also not what it used to be. After the spiritual power spewed out from the forehead between his brows, it spread to all directions like a tide.

ten feet!Twenty feet!Thirty feet!Forty feet!

"The limit is fifty feet..."

The invisible and intangible mental power cannot be extended when it spreads out to a radius of fifty feet.

Fang Ping's consciousness blends with the extended spiritual power. For a time, any area covered by its spiritual power within a radius of fifty feet will be clearly reflected in Fang Ping's mind without looking at it with eyes. .

"That is……"

Fang Ping saw a meandering and rugged meridian blood vessel, hidden in the magic hole under his feet, like a route, he didn't know where it was going, and it was still hopping, with vitality.

"Follow me." Fang Ping opened his eyes, and with a cry of support, he took Ji Qianshang and the six black bird guards and swept them all the way towards the veins and blood vessels he had captured. After killing thousands of monsters with low strength, but not in the realm of heaven and man, they came to a wall of flesh in a short while.

The wall of flesh that fell into the eyes of Ji Qianshang and several Xuanniaowei was dark and squirming, covered with red and blue veins and blood vessels, no different from the scene seen along the way.

Without saying a word, Fang Ping raised the shark-tooth demon sword, and slashed out with the sword. The fierce sword energy broke through the wall of flesh several meters thick like a long dragon, revealing a giant as big as a temple and as big as a heart. Banging straight, swallowing a large number of black/meat balls with evil and ominous breath.

Just by looking at it, it seems as if you want to capture the soul of the person into the meat ball.

The black blood wriggling outside the meat ball is like the concentrated essence of endless evil and ominous aura. After being exposed to the eyes of everyone, the evil and ominous aura spewed out by the meat ball becomes more and more intense. An angry, evil face appeared vaguely outside the meat ball.

The eye sockets are dark without whites, as if they are connected to the entrance of the Nine Nether Hell. At a glance, Ji Qianshang and the Xuanniaowei are all murderous, and the desires in their hearts are infinitely magnified. unstoppable.

Even Fang Ping inevitably sank for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he woke up several people with a shout.

"Is this the lifeblood core of the Devil's Cave?" Ji Qianshang sweated profusely and gave Fang Ping a grateful look. If Fang Ping hadn't woke up everyone in time, he and the Xuanniao guards might have been in that pair of eyes. Under the watchful eye, he fell into a place of eternal doom.

The wind gusts, piercing into the marrow.

The resentful face that appeared on the outside of the fleshy ball, and the dark eyes glowing with evil light locked on Fang Ping's body, and the voice he made was like a bellows leaking from the wind, low and hoarse, sharp and strange, and full of waves of resentment and hatred, " Human beings... report your name... come to Japan, you will definitely have to live or die!"

"Let's save this for the next day." Fang Ping made a desperate move, and with all his strength, he chopped out the Sharktooth Demon Sword. The terrifying sword energy criss-crossed and shattered the huge palace like a raging dragon. of meat balls.

Ji Qianshang did not stay out of the matter, and inspired the power of the black bird seal in his hand.

"Junior, I will never forget you...we will have a chance to meet again..."

The voice of hatred echoed in the void.

Fang Ping keenly realized that this magic lair might have a long history, and there is an unknown secret behind it.

It's just that it's not the time to study this, the magic cave began to collapse, and the flesh and blood on the ground and above the head were eroded and corrupted in a large area.

Staying where they were, fearing that they would be buried thousands of feet underground, everyone rushed to the exit, and returned outside on the eve before the cave collapsed.

Compared with the environment in the Devil's Lair, although the mountains within hundreds of miles are also withered and withered, the scene is dim and lightless, but it is also a lot better. The most important thing is that there is vitality between the heaven and the earth. Among them, the vitality was cut off, everyone's strength could not be volatile to the extreme, and there was also the oppressive feeling that the fish had left the water.

Ji Qianshang took a deep breath, drawing the vitality of heaven and earth into his body, and suddenly felt refreshed, and his whole body was peaceful.

Ten days later, the group returned to Wuling City.

Knowing that Ji Qianshang and Fang Ping had returned safely, Lu Kun entertained the two of them with a grand banquet, and said with a smile, "Your Highness has done a great job in destroying the magic lair this time, and His Majesty will definitely be delighted." , This is also a great merit to save the common people, if the devil's lair is allowed to exist forever, the land of Yanzhou must be devastated."

Ordinary people don't know how happy they would be to hear such words of praise, not to mention that the person who said these words was the governor of a prefecture, but Ji Qianshang was not complacent and said, "You know what you are! I dare not take the credit of destroying the devil's lair, if I go without Brother Xu, not to mention destroying the devil's lair, whether I can come back alive is another matter."

This is not a false statement, Fang Ping played a decisive role this time.

"What Your Highness said is that Brother Xu's cultivation is unrivaled, and he must have put a lot of effort into it."

Lu Kun was dubious, but he still followed Ji Qianshang's words.

Fang Ping remained indifferent, what credit is not credit, taking something from others should be a matter of loyalty, if you really feel that he has made great contributions, just add money, don't make some fakes!
The banquet is over.

Fang Ping returned to the manor.

After refining the demon man in white and the demon man in green robe, there is only one step away from breaking through to the next level in raising furnaces, so Fang Ping is going to improve the martial art concept. He currently has a total of five martial arts concepts. Among them, the artistic conception of the way of swordsmanship, the artistic conception of the way of sword, and the artistic conception of boxing way needless to say, but the artistic conception of the palm method and the fingering method are only the embryonic form of the artistic conception.

In the past, he was limited by his spiritual power and could only comprehend the three intact martial arts artistic conceptions. Now it is different. Fang Ping's spiritual power is so strong that he can turn it into divine consciousness, and leave his body like a martial saint.

"The scriptures referred to by the Luyang Baijing are precisely the artistic conception of martial arts. When I perfect the artistic conception of palming and fingering, I will surely be able to break through to the next level."

Fang Ping closed his eyes, as if there was a villain in his mind, rehearsing the palm technique, either hard or soft, fast or slow.

As the saying goes: One method can master, ten thousand methods can master!
Any move, in the end, all rivers and rivers must be unified, returning to the basics.

Coupled with Fang Ping's incomparable comprehension ability and martial arts potential under the development of health-preserving skills, he only deduced for a few days, and transformed the prototype of the palm technique concept into a complete palm technique concept, and then the finger technique concept concept.

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(End of this chapter)