Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 329; Great Leaving City, Tianya Shuge [[-] words]

Two days later, some things were delivered to Fang Ping, a volume of martial arts profound arts, twenty low-grade spirit pills and three middle-grade spirit pills, all of which were the salary that Fang Ping could receive after becoming the protector of the Tianwu League.

To be on the safe side, Fang Ping did not have the idea of ​​refining twenty low-grade spirit pills and three middle-grade spirit pills, and put them into the Qiankun Sword Ring for the time being. Fang Ping was a little surprised when he picked up the volume of martial arts and profound arts.

This skill is not written in words, but a picture. On the picture, blood clouds are rolling, the sky is falling apart, and all spirits are hanging upside down. The painting is particularly abstract. At first glance, it looks like a blood-colored ocean. He was dragged into a fragmented and disintegrated world.

The headspace is covered with blood-colored clouds, which are boundless and layer upon layer, and below is the scene of mountains and rivers overturning and the people dying.

A tall demon with golden vertical pupils between the brows and a demon-like figure stands in the vast and vast world where all things collapse, and is doing the act of destroying the world.

"The Evil King's Miserable Art!"

Fang Ping's consciousness suddenly broke away from which side of the world, but he also comprehended a martial arts profound art, which is not complete, but the evil spirit contained in it is still higher than the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art.

In addition, the idea of ​​eager to study this method and practice this skill filled Fang Ping's mind like a spark that could start a prairie fire, as if someone was whispering in his ear, bewitching him not to think about anything, just It takes one-hearted comprehension of this "Evil King's Miserable Art" to be invincible in the world and climb to the pinnacle of martial arts.

The tortoise's breath breathing technique was running, and Fang Ping settled down in the breath, and the restlessness that lingered in his heart disappeared in a blink of an eye.

But he didn't forget about it, and after a day of precipitation, he found Protector Lin as if nothing had happened.

When Fang Ping arrived, Protector Lin was a little surprised: "Didn't Protector Fang comprehend that martial arts profound art?"

Fang Ping's eyes were deep, and he glanced at the old thing like Tianyuan, and asked back; "Why do you say that?"

Protector Lin no doubt had his own explanation, saying; "The "Evil King's World-Destroying Kungfu" is a martial arts profound art. At that time, it took nearly a year of retreat to stop. As far as I know, several other Dharma protectors practiced like an old man who was obsessed after they got the "Evil King's World-Destroying Kung Fu."

Fang Fang's face remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

"Sure enough, there is something strange about this mysterious martial art. Anyone who sees the charm of the "Evil King's World-Destroying Art" martial arts cannot resist the temptation to practice this method. It is as if ordinary people suddenly saw a golden mountain. The dead see the delicacies of mountains and seas."

After calmly making a judgment, Fang Ping would definitely not practice this "evil king's world-destroying kungfu". He even suspected that this was intentionally done by some supernatural martial saint behind the Tianwu League. After making an article, I don't know what the purpose is.

"Fang Hufa?"

Protector Lin called out.

He watched Fang Ping remain silent for a long time, feeling a little puzzled.

Fang Ping got up and made a series, and said with a smile: "Guardian Yaolin is laughing at me. Have the two deputy lords ever comprehended this "Evil King's Extermination of the World Art"?"

"Of course, there are three volumes in total for this "Evil King's Extinguishing the World Kung Fu". What Fang Hufa and I got is just the second volume. They have an honorable status, and they are in charge of the affairs of the Tianwu League for the lord, I guess they have already cultivated all three volumes." Protector Lin sighed with emotion.

It looked like he was envious of him.

Fang Ping sneered, it was really pathetic that he was in the trap of others and still dazed and dazed.

Suddenly, Fang Ping came up with an idea, the leader of the Tianwu League, in the name of supernatural martial arts, resolutely created the Tianwu League, regardless of the thousand-year-old family, whether the Daxuan royal family was upset and forcibly absorbed many martial arts sects He joined the Tianwu League, and even reached out to the state capital outside the state.

It's impossible for the person in the picture to be as simple as summoning some warriors to be driven by him.

"If it is said that all the martial arts sects in the Daxuan territory have joined the Tianwu League, among them, those who have reached the level of martial arts masters have also practiced this "evil" who is irresistible at first glance and wants to practice. Wang Mieshigong "..."

Fang Ping's back was hairy, and his heart was beating violently.

This would require all the martial arts sects in Daxuan territory to form a group and join the Tianwu League. This is probably a cover, a sham, and the real target should be those martial arts masters in Daxuan territory!
"What a leader of the Tianwu League, what a supernatural martial saint!"

But the true purpose of the leader of the Tianwu League is still unknown. Fang Ping is just making a bold assumption right now, carefully proving the truth of the tip of the iceberg.

Looking at Protector Lin, who was still in the dark, a trace of pity flashed across Fang Ping's eyes, as if he was looking at a poor person who didn't know his own death was coming, and said: "Protector Luo Lin will help me solve my doubts."

"It's nothing to do with raising one's hand. Martial Dao Xuangong is rare. Fang Hufa should quickly retreat and comprehend its true meaning. Maybe he can break through to the second qi master level through this." Lin Hufa reminded.

a while.

Outside the Tianwu League.

Fang Ping's figure flickered, like a roc flying towards the mountains and disappearing in an instant.

If he couldn't return to Yanzhou in a short time, he was going to take a swim in Lizhou.

But at this time, deep in the Tianwu League, in a huge unknown underground palace buried deep underground, there was a person sitting faintly.

The wind is billowing, and the evil spirit is like a dragon.

In a tumbling blood-red cloud, a man wearing an evil crown and a blood-colored robe with more than a dozen eerie golden vertical pupils embroidered on the outside of the robe suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils were exposed. Just like the golden vertical pupils outside his blood robe, they don't look like human eyes, but like a vicious demon.

"The world is about to usher in a great change that has never been seen in the past and present. It is not only a catastrophe for all living beings, but also an opportunity for me. If I can seize the opportunity and soar upward, I may not be able to take that step!"

The man's voice is deep and ancient, and a pair of golden vertical pupils are filled with a devouring magic light. At his level, he can already vaguely sense the changes in the avenue of heaven and earth. Combined with various fragmentary records left in ancient times, he Keenly aware that this world is about to usher in an unprecedented and unprecedented change, for this reason he racked his brains to start the layout.

Hiding behind the scenes in the Daxuan Territory, spying on the changes in the world, the supernatural powers and martial sages of all living beings, but those who still have ambitions, like him, have all started to plan.

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Lizhou, Fengyang Fucheng.

There are 23 prefectures in Yanzhou, and Lizhou is far above Yanzhou in terms of the vastness of mountains and rivers and the heyday of martial arts. Fengyang Fucheng is one of the [-] prefectures in Lizhou. All industries in the prefecture are prosperous and prosperous.

Fang Ping, who left the Tianwu League and came to Fengyang Prefecture, walked on the street full of traffic and high-grade warriors everywhere. Looking around, he saw a scene of peace and prosperity, and the sound of peddlers kept wafting in his ears.

Fang Ping walked into a roadside stall following a burst of aroma.

Fang Ping, who ate twenty bowls of mutton soup in one sitting, was greatly satisfied. After wiping off the oily stains around his mouth, he burped naturally.

"The guest officer has a lot of food. He looks like a martial arts practitioner. Ordinary people can't eat so much."

"Where is it, the mutton soup is good." Fang Ping swung his cuff, and a golden bean flew out and fell into the hand of the stall owner.

Walking and watching all the way, two months passed before I knew it.

In the evening of that day, while passing a mountain path, Fang Ping smelled a strong smell of blood that couldn't be melted away.

……

The sky was dark and the sun was setting.

A caravan consisting of hundreds of people originally planned to set up camp in the depths of the forest, but after a scream, everyone raised their eyes and saw that the leader warrior in the caravan was pierced through the chest by an arm from behind , took out the beating, steaming heart alive.

"Ahem... demon..."

The leader warrior who had his heart removed was a pseudo-innate realm cultivation base with tenacious vitality. After falling into a pool of blood, he still hadn't died. Unwillingly, he turned over and looked behind him. What caught his eyes was a man full of blood. A majestic man with an evil and ominous aura, his eyes were scarlet, and his fingernails were as thick as animal claws.

It's like a monster!
With a mouthful, the demon man swallowed the heart in his hand, and the sound he made while chewing was like a pair of invisible big hands, pinching the throats of hundreds of caravan warriors present.

The needle can be heard, only the sound of the demon man chewing his heart.

"Ji Jie Jie, people who practice martial arts are full of energy and blood, which is far beyond the comparison of ordinary livestock."

After chewing the heart in his mouth, the monster man started a unilateral killing like a tiger in a herd.

Hundreds of warriors in the caravan were massacred by the monster in an instant. A strong man of the third rank, quite courageous, raised a Xuanhua ax weighing hundreds of catties, and smashed it on the demon man's chest. There was not even a single crack left on the shoulder, but he was thrown backwards by the shock.

After another moment, there was a tragic scene of blood flowing under the sky.

The bloody smell attracted a large number of crows and vulture-like birds, which hovered high in the sky with sharp and noisy crows.

The demonic man stood in the thick blood soaked in the ground with no kindness or pity on his face. He turned his eyes and stared at the carriage more than ten meters away.

A master and a servant hid behind the carriage, shivering and huddled together.

"Miss, I'll lure that demon away, and you take the opportunity to escape!"

"No, you...can't go."

While a master and a servant were arguing, the demon man threw the carriage full of goods flying with a roar, looked at the master and servant who were snuggling together, and said with an evil smile: "You are very lucky, my uncle is full, and at most Eat one person, if one of you can take the initiative to sacrifice his life, the other person can live."

The demon man looked down at the master and servant playfully.

"Eat... eat me... please let miss go." The fifteen or sixteen-year-old maid was so frightened that her face was pale and trembling, but she still shouted courageously.

"Xiaoxin, don't believe him. How can a monster keep its word? Even if you eat it for him, he won't let me go." One or two years older, growing up with a maid, emotional Qin Yuan, who is deep and deep, firmly tugged at the arm of the servant girl Xiaoxin.

The monster man looked up and laughed, he was right, he would not let the two people in front of him go, so it was just a bit of fun after eating, but the performance of the two did not satisfy him, he wanted to see The most important thing is that the two masters and servants showed their ugly sides before the test of life and death. It would be even better if they could kill each other.

"Unexpectedly, demons also like to play with human nature."

Just when the demon man lost interest and wanted to devour the master and servant together, there were teasing sounds from far and near.

As if facing a formidable enemy, the demon man turned around and saw a young man as tall as a god, wearing a blue long coat that was about to burst from his muscles, walking out of the jungle with sharp eyes, and staring at him condescendingly.

"Who are you!" The demon man's hair was terrified, and he instinctively realized that this was an extremely threatening human being.

Fang Ping glanced at the sight of blood flowing from the ground and corpses everywhere, but he didn't answer the demon man's question.

This unpredictable and profound gesture was reflected in the demon man's eyes. The demon man became more and more uneasy. He shot a feint and spit out a big mouthful of foul and evil energy at Fang Ping, but he himself jumped up and fled to the distance. Out of the pitch-black sharp claws, he wanted to take away the master and the servant by the way.

"ridiculous."

Fang Ping didn't dodge or dodge, his figure was invulnerable, and all evils retreated through the filthy evil energy that could corrode copper tendons and iron bones, and then slapped the demon man's celestial cap with terrifying power like a waterfall pour down.

Click!
In the undulating crackling sound, the demon man split from head to toe, and when the wind blew, he exploded into powder all over the sky.

Without the shackles of the physical body, a cloud of evil and ominous air vaguely presented the face of a demon man, and he rushed towards Fang Ping with hatred and hatred, as if he wanted to take away Fang Ping's physical body.

Fang Ping was unmoved, the golden true blood in his body boiled slightly, and he spit it out in one breath, and the scorching power of blood wiped away the evil and ominous aura in a single sweep.

The strength of this monster man is only in the realm of heaven and man. Fang Ping, who wiped him out, looked at the master and servant with neither joy nor sadness: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, there may be other monsters haunting, both of you It's better to leave quickly."

The maid was still in a daze for the rest of her life after the catastrophe, but Qin Yuan stepped forward, saluted Fang Pingying, and said gratefully: "Thank you for saving me, my little girl. If your benefactor can save us If I send it back to Dali City, I can give you ten thousand taels of gold and top-grade pills to repay your kindness."

Dali City, the capital city of Lizhou.

Fang Ping walked all the way, and his original intention was to take a stroll in the city of Dali. It is not impossible to take the master and servant with him, "Okay, but what to do with these goods, if we take them together, it will take too much time."

"What Engong said is very true. Fortunately, there are dense mountains and forests here, and few people come here. As long as I return to Dali City quickly, I can send people to pick up these goods. If someone passes by here during the period, I can only resign myself to fate." Qin Iris replied methodically.

……

half a month later.

On the official road outside Dali City, a carriage slowly approached.

Fang Ping was sitting outside the carriage, but he was also at ease. He was secretly running the "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique" and "Body Strengthening Technique" all the time. To become the most powerful warrior who dominates one's own destiny, seven points of talent and three points of perseverance are indispensable.

It's like two talents who are outstanding, the world's unparalleled martial arts talent, one person practices three-day periods in summer, and three-nine days in winter, while the other spends three days fishing and two days drying nets. As time passes, the gap between them will become bigger and bigger!

[Turtle Breath Breathing Technique (94% Divine Art Unrivaled in the World)]

[Physical strength (92% of divine powers)]

The official road was bustling with people, even busier than some towns that Fang Ping saw on his way to Dali City.

A bare hand lifted the curtain of the car, and Qin Yuan poked out her beautiful face like a crescent moon. Looking at the young man sitting outside the car, his strength was unfathomable, but he abided by etiquette and wanted people to have a sense of security, and said: "The survival this time is all due to Engong's action to kill the demons. When we are in the city, Engong will come to sit in the mansion no matter what."

Fang Ping didn't say a word, he just met him and went along the way, but it was Qin Yuan who thanked him again and again.

A few hours later, Dali City appeared before his eyes.

The city wall is majestic and tall, and merchants and business travelers file in through the city gate and enter the city.

"You two, the fate is over, so Fang won't bother the two of you." Fang Ping cupped his hands and walked away.

On the way to Dali City with her master and servant, Qin Yuan told Fang Ping a lot about Dali City. For example, the two thousand-year-old families in Lizhou, the Liu Family and the Yang Family, are located in Dali City. In addition, there is also a Tianya Book Pavilion in Dali City, which contains hundreds of thousands of books, astronomy and geography, gossip about monsters, secrets of martial arts, which can be called all-encompassing.

Ever since, Fang Ping went straight to the Tianya Book Pavilion.

It can be seen that Tianya Book Pavilion stands on a misty lake, a long walkway connects the shore, and the lake is covered with fresh and pleasant lotus flowers.

After handing over ten taels of silver, Fang Ping entered the Tianya Bookstore filled with the thick aroma of books, not only his eyes lit up.

The interior of the pavilion is hollow and divided into ten floors, each floor is packed with bookshelves tens of meters high, and the bookshelves are filled with books.

In this world, people are impetuous, and there are not many people who like to read books. There are few people in the huge Tianya Bookstore. Fortunately, the books on each floor are classified and written on the wall. Fang Ping goes up from floor to floor. Go, and occasionally pull out one or two ancient books from the bookshelf, and read it a little bit to understand it.

"The Family Records of Daxuan, Lizhou Yang Family, Liu Family... Yanzhou Xun Family, Li Family, Luo Family... Yunzhou Wu Family, Feng Family... Cangzhou Zhao Family..."

The Daxuan Family Records in Fang Ping's hands includes all the prefectures and counties in the Daxuan Territory where the thousand-year-old families are located. How many years have they been passed down? Daxuan's twelve prefectures, each prefecture has a thousand-year-old family entrenched, ranging from one family to as many as three or four. The people who pioneered it are unsurprisingly all supernatural powers and martial arts saints!
Then I went to the ninth floor of Tianya Bookstore. Unexpectedly, at the entrance of the stairs leading to the ninth floor of Tianya Bookstore, there stood two women in white dresses, with gold-painted long bows on their backs, and long swords in sheaths in their hands. The warriors, seeing Fang Ping coming up, said in unison: "My son is upstairs, please don't disturb him, step back quickly."

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(End of this chapter)