Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 354; Martial arts master, chasing the wind and chasing the moon [[-] words]

Every artistic conception of martial arts is like a poisonous insect and beast. When you gather many poisonous insects and beasts together and lock them in a narrow room, they will fight instinctively.

Fang Pingyuan first controlled several martial art concepts such as the art of swordsmanship, the art of swordsmanship, and the art of boxing, and could easily maintain the balance among them, but this balance was shattered at this moment.

It is not difficult to understand that with limited manpower and lack of skills, what a person can carry is limited.

The 38 artistic conceptions of martial arts are different, and under mutual exclusion, they almost break through the phantom of the cauldron vision condensed in Fang Ping's state of being a furnace, even the artistic conceptions of the way of sword, sword, and boxing that he tamed before. , The mood of fingering, the mood of spear, and the mood of kicking also went on a rampage without obeying their orders.

Overnight, Fang Ping faced a great crisis of being backlashed by 38 martial art concepts.

What is even more worrying is that the martial arts artistic conception is closely related to spiritual power, so when the 38 martial arts artistic conceptions escaped from Fang Ping's control and lost the balance among them, Fang Ping's sea of ​​consciousness also had the pain of being torn apart and shattered. .

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight!"

"This setback and tribulation is nothing."

With a firm heart, Fang Ping resolutely adopted the spiritual victory method to deceive himself.

At the same time, he used all his strength to run the furnace raising technique, making the phantom of the cauldron furnace vision he condensed become more indestructible and unbreakable, and he could not escape despite the rampage of 38 martial art concepts.

But this also gave birth to new troubles. Seeing the artistic conception of martial arts that cannot escape from the cage, you attack and devour the opponent, trying to obliterate the opponent, so as to obtain a larger living space. Among them, the artistic conception of swordsmanship, The artistic conception of Dao of the Sword is the most vicious and domineering, and the masters of the two martial arts artistic conceptions are both complete martial arts artistic concepts.

The sharp sword light flickered in the blink of an eye, attacking other martial arts moods with sword-like aura.

With the flick of the fingers, several martial art concepts will be obliterated by the Dao of Sword and Sword Art concepts, and only the intact fingering concept, boxing concept, and palm concept can protect themselves.

In the face of this aggressive move, Fang Ping naturally would not just sit idly by. He focused on two things, while running the Furnace Cultivation Kung Fu, so as not to let the Martial Dao Artists escape from him. The phantom of the cauldron furnace, while turning his will into a prairie fire, injected it into the phantom of the cauldron furnace, forcibly suppressing it, blending 38 kinds of martial arts artistic conceptions.

This process was not smooth, it could be called extremely dangerous, but Fang Ping did not dare to take it lightly for a moment, he gritted his teeth and suppressed the 38 martial art concepts, and slowly, slowly, many martial art concepts calmed down.

The next step is to blend these 38 tamed martial arts concepts into one furnace, so that the 38 martial arts concepts can be integrated and mutually confirmed.

There is no time to practice, and two months have passed in a blink of an eye.

At the foot of the mountain, Fang Ying was sitting on a tree branch, with her legs dangling and looking at the top of the mountain, where stood a three-legged and two-eared, vague vision of an ancient tripod, surrounded by stars, the sun and the moon, The mountains and rivers are magnificent, and there are 38 rays of light linked together in it, echoing a mysterious and mysterious charm.

Sudden.

A strong wind blew in the clear sky, and dark clouds covered the mountain range like a black hand protruding from the end of the universe, flying sand and rocks, thunder billowing, and rain pouring down like a flood of the Milky Way. Birds and beasts trembled and ran away with their heads in their arms.

On the edge of the cliff, Fang Ping had already balanced 38 martial art concepts, and there was a roar.

[Raising Furnace Kungfu (Extraordinary and Saintly) - Miraculous Kungfu Unparalleled]

Furnace raising skill breakthrough!

The phantom of the cauldron standing on the edge of the cliff rises in the wind, and the mist rises to tens of feet in a blink of an eye. The 38 martial arts artistic conceptions in the cauldron complement each other, connect and resonate, and spread out the magnificent and supreme charm , words are indescribable.

Fang Ping stood in the phantom of the cauldron furnace, opened his mouth and inhaled, and the heaven and earth vitality that rolled back entered into the phantom of the cauldron furnace vision, and was refined as clean as a mud cow into the sea in an instant. Hand, with five fingers held empty, 38 kinds of martial arts artistic conceptions suddenly rang out endlessly, shining brightly.

When he closed his eyes and calmed down, the five qi in Fang Ping's chest were rippling, and the yin and yang two qi residing deep in his body rose slowly. After condensing, they merged with the five qi in his chest. When he opened his eyes again, his cultivation level Breakthrough to the Martial Dao Grandmaster Realm.

Looking at the scene of violent storms and thunder rolling between heaven and earth, Fang Ping sensed the existence of the general trend of the world, but it was only mediocre. It was as good as the general trend of martial arts he had honed over time. This was a kind of self-confidence and a kind of persistence. A great master of martial arts can borrow a corner of the general trend of the world, but external force is external force. In Fang Ping's view, it is a small skill and heretical method.

"The next step is to condense the supernatural power seeds. Once you become a supernatural power martial saint, you can get out of the cage and go to the world outside Daxuan!"

A great ambition to set foot in the world of Kyushu and roam the sky and the earth stirred in Fang Ping's heart for a long time. He jumped up into the air on high spirited. The background is also Fang Ping, who is proud of the ancient times, and when he breathes in, his body is wrapped in a mass of heaven and earth vitality and stays in the sky.

After staying in the sky for half a day, Fang Ping walked to the ground step by step until the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the clouds rolled and the clouds cleared, and the sun shone outside his face. It was as if there was an invisible step under his feet.

Just staring at her elder brother, walking through the air, Fang Ying walked in front of her, her heart beating violently, her small mouth opened wide. In her eyes, her elder brother was like a fairy in the sky, walking aggressively and unearthly. He entered the world of mortals and stood in front of her.

[Current Raising Kungfu (Magic Kungfu Unrivaled)]

Fang Ping stretched out his hand and picked up Fang Ying who was in a daze, soared into the sky, and flew to the outside of the mountain like chasing the wind and the moon. The existence of the past and the present, but this does not mean that the other party can also cultivate this technique to this level. How easy is it to raise a hundred scriptures?

I can practice this health-preserving exercise to this day with three points of perseverance, three points of talent, three points of luck, and one point of ingenuity. Like a blacksmith, I can create a magical weapon that cuts through the river and cuts iron like mud A sharp weapon, but it may not be able to exert its power. "

Thoughts were flying for a while, Fang Ping didn't think about it anymore. He held the little girl in one hand and acted recklessly. The sky was high and the birds were flying, and the sea was wide and the sea was wide and the fish were swimming in the sky above the earth and within the clouds.

Looking down from a high altitude, the boundless mountains, rivers and land, and the well-arranged villages and towns are a bit small and abstract.

"Two... Pot..."

The wind was strong in the sky, and it made Fang Ying tremble. She was trembling all over. She wanted to tell Fang Ping that the strong wind blowing in front of her had swallowed her mouth.

Fang Ping seemed to be bright in his heart, if he flew with all his strength, the strong wind would tear the little girl into pieces of blood mist.

"If you think it's slow, go faster!"

Smiling lightly, a huge phantom of an ancient tripod more than ten feet rose from outside Fang Ping's body, which immediately blocked the blowing wind from the outside. Gathering the vitality of the heavens and the earth along the way, and then pouring it into Fang Ping's body continuously, forming a cycle, requiring Fang Ping to be full of vitality and talk endlessly.

In one day, Fang Ping flew over half of Muzhou across an unknown number of miles of rivers and mountains.

More than ten days later, Fang Ping came to Lizhou Dali City.

Speaking of which, after flying non-stop for more than ten days, he didn't feel tired at all. When he reached the supernatural power of raising furnaces, its defying nature was revealed like a sharp sword out of its sheath. Ping can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth endlessly, and he will never be exhausted at all, unless he encounters a big enemy, is severely injured, and breaks the vision of his practice.

On the streets of the inner city of Dali City, there are flowers blooming like a brocade, and the stream is endless.

A deserted shop opened in this noisy downtown.

Seeing that the store door was open, Fang Ping walked straight in.

Henry Zhang was sitting in the hall carving wood carvings. He looked up and saw Fang Ping walking into the shop. He stood up and greeted him with joy: "The old man also said, where did you go, and Tianya Shuge couldn't find you. Shenlong didn't see the head but didn't see the end, so he came as soon as he said it, huh? Your cultivation is... a great master of martial arts?"

"I want to miss you, senior. Didn't I come here on purpose to apologize?" Fang Ping smiled back and saluted, and shouted: "Hurry up and meet senior, Senior Henry Zhang is a supernatural martial artist, and he still controls the power of two supernatural powers A martial saint with supernatural powers."

When the aura returned, all living beings benefited, and the old guy also used this to condense the power of the second supernatural power. A supernatural martial saint who controls the power of two supernatural powers is worth paying attention to.

"senior."

Hearing the sound, Fang Ying made a blessing, and shouted with a cute face.

“This is…” Henry Zhang said suspiciously.

"She's my unrepentant girl."

"Oh, it turns out to be Xiaoyou's sister, no wonder she is so beautiful."

Henry Zhang smiled kindly and took out a bracelet engraved with flame symbols, saying: "This is what the old man got from going to Naluoshui this time. , and it’s worth a lot.”

Fang Ying hooked her head and took a peek at her brother.

"The elders don't dare to resign, just accept it." Fang Ping nodded, then sat in front of Henry Zhang, and asked: "Looking at the radiant appearance of the senior, I have gained a lot."

There are 49 temples in Luoshui, and the atmosphere is magnificent and the momentum is overwhelming, attracting the supernatural powers and martial arts saints in Daxuan. Good thing, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

"Hahaha, Cheng Xiaoyou's auspicious words, God blesses, those 49 temples are indeed a good place, the old man got a few treasures in one of the temples, it's just a fluke, the supernatural martial arts in Luoshui, Some came from Daxuan, and some came from Qin and several other dynasties, they were really murderous, blood flowed like rivers..."

The old man still looked a little shocked, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Fang Ping is not envious, people value self-knowledge, a group of supernatural powers and martial saints flocked to it by chance, if he had gone with the old man back then, grass might have grown on his grave.

"This time on Luoshui, the old man also heard about an earth-shattering fortune. You should know that Kyushu is boundless and magnificent, but since ancient times, the world has changed greatly, and there are very few territories that can be inhabited by our human race. It can be roughly divided into 33 countries. , These 33 countries are divided into small countries and big countries, and Daxuan is only a small country."

"In the Tianya Book Pavilion, the younger generation has also seen a few fragments of records from several volumes of books. The 33 kingdoms of the human race are scattered across the nine continents. .”

"Little friend with high aspirations, it's time to get out of the cage and take a look at the outside world."

The old man said solemnly: "In the human race 33, there are 27 small countries and [-] big countries. The good fortune I want to talk about is in Wu country, which is the closest big country to my Daxuan. This time I went to Wu country in Luoshui Martial sage with supernatural powers, had a pleasant conversation with the old man, and mentioned that a tomb of a great emperor was found in the territory of Wu Kingdom, and the person buried in it may be an emperor from ancient times."

The emperor of ancient times!
A soul-shocking breath rushed over.

Fang Ping laughed and said: "Senior, don't joke, what kind of emperor? Is it above the realm of supernatural powers and martial saints?"

"The old man is confiding in his heart to you, so what's the point of joking?"

The old man snorted and explained: "The realm above the supernatural powers and martial arts is the god of martial arts, who wants to turn the supernatural power seeds into the heaven and earth. At this stage, the martial arts masters the martial arts and are close to gods. They can also be called martial arts great powers." He can overthrow a country with every move, compared with a martial saint with supernatural powers, his lifespan can last thousands of years."

Fang Ping listened patiently. He was a Martial God who was above the level of a Martial Saint. This was the first time he had heard of such a secret.

"After the Martial God, it's illusory, and the old man doesn't know much about it, but judging from the remarks of the supernatural warrior of the Martial Kingdom, the emperor should be the existence above the Martial God. Think about it, my friend, the inheritance left by an emperor, then Isn’t it an earth-shattering creation?”

The old man sighed longingly, and turned into a long sigh; said: "The old man has found out for you."

"Find out for me? What do you mean, old man?"

Fang Ping stood up.

Henry Zhang was speechless, and stretched out his hand to signal Fang Ping to be calm, and wait for him to finish speaking.

Fang Ping thought to himself, since he didn't even go to the 49 temples where Luoshui was born, the old man would know that he was cautious, so naturally he wouldn't invite him to the emperor's tomb.

After thinking about this point, Fang Ping gave the old man a chance to continue talking.

It turned out that although the tomb of the great emperor attracted people's attention, there were extremely strict conditions to enter it.

Even the Martial Saint, who controls the three supernatural powers, cannot enter the Emperor's Tomb.

The Lord of the Martial Kingdom, whose cultivation level is as high as the sky, summoned hundreds of martial saints with supernatural powers in order to occupy the good fortune in the tomb of the great emperor. , It must be a supernatural martial saint who controls taboo supernatural powers or supreme supernatural powers.

Henry Zhang has seen Fang Ping's evolution of the "God Turtle Township Map", and asserted that the prototype of this magical power has the potential to become a taboo magical power, so in his eyes, Fang Ping has the qualifications to enter the tomb of the great emperor to find out , But whether to go or not, everything has to be decided by Fang Ping himself, he just reminded, maybe there will be some benefits at that time.

In order to make Fang Ping more aware of his hard-working conscience, the old man sighed and said, "I know everything about my little friend, and I can't stop talking. If it were someone else, would the old man have to say so much?"

"Senior taught me that." Fang Ping got up and made a series, slandering in his heart:
"Only those who control taboo supernatural powers can enter it. Even the ruler of the Wu Kingdom, with the power of a country, can't break into it by summoning hundreds of supernatural powers and martial saints. If this is true, no matter what, you should see it with your own eyes. Fan, but I can't go now."

Leave it for tomorrow.

Fang Ping put the shock of the emperor's tomb behind him, talked with the old man for a while, got up and left.

……

Within the Tianwu League.

Buried deep underground in the dark underground palace, a man is extremely fierce, sitting there with a shawl shawl. There are two supernatural powers circulating in his body. Before the spiritual energy returns, he will condense the second magical seed. Finally, under the blessing of the right time and place, he condensed the second magical seed.

It stands to reason that he will condense the third supernatural power seed, which is far away, but he started the layout before the great change of the world. So far, there are martial arts masters in the Tianwu League who have practiced the "Evil King's Miserable Art" taught by him. There are more than 100 people, and everyone who practices this martial art will become the nourishment for him to condense the third supernatural power seed!

"It's not enough, it's far from enough, but martial artists below martial arts masters, even if they have practiced the "Evil King's Exterminating World Art", it will not be of much benefit to me in condensing the third supernatural power seed."

The leader of the Tianwu League frowned depressedly. He also obtained a magic skill by chance. Refining the nourishment of supernatural power seeds.

"After the aura returned, warriors who broke through to the level of martial arts masters can be found everywhere in Daxuan. Since they refused to take the initiative to seek refuge, the lord of the alliance will personally hunt down these masters of martial arts. As long as I condense the third supernatural power seed, the lord of the alliance will It is the supernatural martial sage who has mastered the power of the three supernatural powers, even the royal family of Daxuan can do nothing to me."

With a long roar, the leader of the Tianwu League, who set off a billowing demon cloud, rushed out of the underground palace, and rushed towards the sky on a black demon cloud.

On another sky.

Fang Ying, who was held up by the collar of her neck by her elder brother and had no freedom at all, dozed off boringly.

Fang Ping also admired him, he could sleep like this.

"Go and have a look at the Shanhai Town Tianbei. If there is no supernatural power guarding it nearby, just take it away."

Fang Ping did not forget this.

Ten days later, the 45th year of Shenzong, early February.

Fang Ping entered the no-man's land bordering Muzhou and Yanzhou.

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(End of this chapter)