Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 355; Peerless Million Sword [[-] words]

Fang Ping, who arrived in the no-man's land, immediately lowered his posture and landed on the ground. The martial arts master can fly in the air as he pleases. It's a bit too eye-catching, so it's better to be low-key and cautious.

If it was placed before the great changes in the world and before the aura returned, naturally there would be no need to be so careful, but in the environment where the aura returns and everything explodes, it is rare to see the supernatural martial saint hiding behind the scenes, it is like a bamboo shoot sprouting, They popped up one after another.

With Fang Ping's current martial arts cultivation base, he claims to be able to defeat any existence below a supernatural martial saint, but it is hard to say when he meets a supernatural martial saint. The warriors also have an insurmountable gap like a chasm.

Half a day later, Fang Ping arrived in the no-man's land not far from the Tianbei in Shanhai Town. He was speechless. He released his mind and sensed the world around him. It's completely dormant in this world, it's really shameless, eating and waiting to die!

Does the supernatural martial sage not need to practice?Is it necessary to be so persistent when you can't get the chance?
"Then endure it, let's see who can survive it!"

Fang Ping thought to himself, this trip was in vain, there are supernatural powers and martial saints who are persistently ambushing in this no-man's land, if he leaves with the Shanhai Town Tianbei, it is tantamount to being exposed in the dark. Under the nose.

Everyone is innocent and pregnant with crimes!

"Actually, as long as I can cultivate to the Divine Ability Martial Saint Realm, even if I take away this Shanhaizhen Tianbei in a grand manner, no one can do anything to me, so why rush for a while."

Fang Ping thought about it, walked forward briskly, and arrived outside the Tianbei in Shanhai Town in a short while.

He saw the ten-foot-high bronze stele standing under the sky. The stele was dull and cold in color, and the whole body was made of bronze and black iron. The breath of the ancient years, pointing directly at the soul, seems to drag people into the unreachable prehistoric era.

There are nine monuments in total, possessing the mighty power to suppress the world of Kyushu, and I don’t know who cast them. Each of the monuments of Shanhai town is imprinted with a supreme magic skill, which is collectively called "Nine Transformations of Mountains and Seas", imitating the world's most Nine powerful creatures are born, corresponding to the real dragon, phoenix, unicorn, basalt, white tiger, kunpeng, god silkworm, 梼杌, and tengu.

In Fang Ping's eyes, the volume of scriptures imprinted in the "Shan Hai Zhen Tian Monument" imitated the basalt tortoise. Defensive power and longevity can also produce a huge transformation, just like the Xuanwu transformation of the turtle. To practice this "Xuanwu Transformation", it must be complemented by the "Shanhai Zhentian Monument".

To be precise, in this "Shanhai Town Tianbei", there is a group of blood essence of the Xuanwu tortoise. Only through this group of blood essence of the Xuanwu tortoise can one gain insight into the charm and aura of the Xuanwu tortoise, and thus control the "Xuanwu tortoise." Change" this scripture.

In addition, to practice this "Xuanwu Transformation", one must set foot in the field of supernatural powers and martial arts.

Looking around, when Fang Ping left this "Shanhai Town Tianbei" before, thousands of warriors gathered in this area, and they all came here after hearing the news.

All warriors who stand in front of the "Shanhai Zhentian Monument" can get some kind of rewards, from exercises to pills, and even spiritual weapons and top elixir. I thought that after a few months, there would be fewer people.

But the number of warriors gathered outside the Tianbei in Shanhai Town at this moment is not much, perhaps six to seven thousand.

Fang Ping pricked up his ears and listened for a while, and learned that within a few months of his departure, there were as many as 17 people who obtained spirit soldiers from the Shanhai Town Tianbei, and dozens more people from the Shanhai Town Tianbei. There are not a few warriors who have obtained martial arts profound skills and martial arts elixir in the monument. Until half a month ago, the warriors standing in front of the Tianbei in Shanhai Town had no rewards other than martial arts.

"Cultivation techniques and cheats can be rubbed and distributed repeatedly. Spiritual weapons, martial arts elixir, and precious medicines are all available in quantity, and they will be gone after they are distributed. That is to say, they should belong to me. More than a dozen pieces of spiritual weapons, several martial arts panacea, precious materials and elixir, all given to others? Damn it."

Thinking of Fang Ping here, he took a deep breath.

"It's my luck, it's my life. Individuals have their own chances, individuals have their own good luck, mere spiritual weapons, martial arts elixir, that can be compared with the Shanhai Town Tianbei itself."

Fang Ping, who quickly calmed down, returned to Yanzhou with Fang Ying without staying.

……

Moon Palace.

The scene remains the same.

Fang Ping, who entered the Mingyue Palace, released his consciousness.

Martial arts artistic conception is closely related to spiritual power. Luyang Baijing has taken a big step, mastered 38 martial arts artistic conceptions, and has also broken through to Fang Ping, a great master of martial arts. Zhang range.

The flowers and plants within this range, everything can be seen at a glance, and the details are presented in Fang Ping's mind.

Immediately after paying homage to Li Rou, Fang Ping found the Great Elder of Mingyue Palace.

Originally, it was difficult to open up the human body secret store in this life, but the elder of Mingyue Palace who set foot in the divine storehouse opened up the first human body secret store under the environment of resurgence of spiritual energy and great changes in the world, and became a warrior of the divine storehouse. When she saw Fang Ping coming to her, she sighed, she couldn't see through the young man in front of her at all.

I just feel that the Fang Ping of today is as deep as the sea and as grand as the mountains.

She couldn't help feeling that Fang Ping's cultivation might have reached the point where she couldn't fathom it. She recalled that when Fang Ping first came to Mingyue Palace, he was just a young man with full of vigor and horns.

After chatting for a while, Fang Ping left behind dozens of Martial Dao Mood Crystals. Each Martial Dao Mood Crystal contains a Martial Dao Mood, which can be used for people to understand and then control a Martial Dao Mood. According to legend, for a martial arts sect with many disciples, it has extraordinary significance.

A few days later, Fang Ping bid farewell to his mother and flew to Fenglin Mansion.

Once famous for its sword casting method, the sword casting villa, which was the most famous in Fenglin Mansion, underwent a major change decades ago and turned into a ruined building.In the past few decades, there have been many rumors. Some people say that Zhujian Villa was destroyed by demons, and some people said that it was a big tree attracting wind.

Regardless of the reason, in the past few decades, people have come to explore the ruins of Zhujian Villa every now and then, not to mention, someone found a magic weapon left in a corner in Zhujian Villa. The first-class magic weapons are here, and some people have dug up gold, silver and silk in the depths of Jianjian Villa.

At this time, more than a dozen warriors were wandering around in the devastated Sword Forging Villa, and the leader was an acquired warrior of the third rank.

"Come on, there's something in this well."

A martial artist, with both arms, pushed away a layer of ruins and rocks, and looked at the dark and gloomy old well.

"Go down and have a look." The Houtian martial artist of the upper third rank ordered, pointing to a short martial artist.

The man didn't dare to disobey, jumped into the old well, held his breath, dug up a layer of foul-smelling silt, saw several corpses, and found a piece of black, uneven, like jade but not jade, like iron but not iron, A metal ore the size of a human head weighs over a thousand catties.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the "black crystal iron ore" used for forging weapons. It is a high-quality special material. Such a large piece can sell for at least a few thousand taels of gold." , Looking at the salvaged metal ore, he made a decisive judgment.

Hearing this, dozens of warriors present cheered.

A few thousand taels of gold is equivalent to tens of thousands of taels of silver, which is not a small amount of wealth for acquired warriors who are only in the third rank.

Unexpectedly, dozens of Houtian martial artists in the middle third stage, as if they were drunk, all became dizzy and fell to the ground in a dizzy state.

"People make money and birds die for food. Although this black crystal iron ore is worth a lot of money, if everyone has a share, I will take the lion's share. How much can I get?" the upper third-rank martial artist sneered. Looking at the dozens of Houtian warriors who had been drugged by himself on the ground and lost their ability to resist, just as they were about to kill and silence them, their ear drums roared deafly and vibrated.

He looked up and saw a person standing in the sky out of nothing.

Fang Ping came to Fenglin Mansion for nothing else, but to settle a cause and effect. He made a promise when he took the shark-tooth demon sword from Zhujian Villa in the past, and he will help Sikong Hu when he can in the future Fulfill the last wishes of the past owners of Zhujian Villa and return to Peerless City.

Wushuang City is the holy land of swordsmanship in Daxuan, and its sword-making skills are unparalleled in the world. The first generation owner of Jianjian Villa, whose real name is Dugudao, made a big mistake, and was expelled from Wushuang City. After giving birth to the Xiantian Xuanbing sword fetus, he hoped that the descendants of the next generation could forge the Xiantian Xuanbing and return to Wushuang City.

For Fang Ping at that time, this matter was as difficult as heaven, but for him today, he can already try to fulfill his promise, and he also went to the Peerless City to experience it and see how the Peerless City is. What's so unique about being the number one holy place of swordsmanship in Daxuan? In addition, the Peerless City is located outside the capital of Daxuan, and you can also go to the capital of Daxuan by the way.

Standing in the sky with a body that towers over the world, Fang Ping watched with emotion, and happened to see the scene that happened in the Sword Forging Villa below. To be honest, he didn't care about this matter. The ten mid-rank third-rank warriors were too naive, they didn't even have the slightest sense of vigilance, and their deaths would be in vain.

But Fang Ping still underestimated how intense and huge the spiritual damage his own appearance would cause to a martial artist who was only in the third rank.

When the martial artist of the upper third rank saw Fang Pingxiong looking at the past and the present, standing majestically in the sky, he was like an ant struggling in the mud swamp, seeing a real dragon soaring in the nine heavens.

Coupled with Fang Ping's neither joy nor sorrow, his sharp and disdainful eyes, the upper third-rank warriors began to think wildly. He wanted to harm dozens of middle third-rank warriors in order to monopolize the black crystal iron ore. In the eyes of the young man standing in the air, would the other party kill him casually?

Not without this possibility.

The more unpredictable the cultivation base, the more moody he will be.

Heart pounding, blood speeding up.

The man in the upper third rank, whose eyes were bloodshot and terrified, fell straight on the ground.

I was scared to death alive.

Fang Ping was speechless for a while.

Shaoqing came to Fenglin Mansion City, Fang Ping walked aimlessly in the streets and alleys, his consciousness was released, and when he came to a market in the outer city, he locked on a busy weapon shop.

There are people coming and going in the shop, the business is very good, and the weapons forged are all shining and unparalleled in sharpness.

The back hall of the shop is a large yard. I haven't seen him for decades, and I don't see the old Sikong Hu. He is bare-chested, wielding a hammer and beating the red-hot iron. Said: "This casting technique seems simple, but in fact there are many doorways in it.

Grandpa will teach you to forge ordinary weapons first, you have to watch carefully, and then you can get started when you grow up. When you forge a weapon that satisfies Grandpa, I will teach you the secret art of making swords. Our family’s secret art of making swords, but There is a lot of history. "

The little boy nodded ignorantly.

"Master Sikong is very interested."

Fang Ping stood in the courtyard like a ghost, appearing out of thin air.

"You are..." Sikong Hu's pupils contracted, and he almost couldn't recognize Fang Ping.

They haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and although Fang Ping hasn't aged, his aura has undergone an earth-shaking change, which is completely different from the way he was when we last met more than ten years ago.

"Is this the eldest brother's child? Or the second sister's child?" Fang Ping reached out to touch the little boy's head. The child was afraid of strangers, so he quickly hid behind his grandfather.

"It's Jian'er's child, Li'er... well, let's not talk about it, she is a 30-year-old girl, and she still refuses to marry." Sikong Hu got a headache when he mentioned this matter, even if he was obsessed with martial arts, he couldn't help it. Get married, this is a major event in human relations.

If you don't marry a wife or someone at the age of 30, you should be sentenced?behead?
"The owner's words are wrong. Fang has been cumin until now, and I haven't seen anyone who can do anything to me?"

Fang Ping expressed his opinion vigorously.

After a while, Sikong Li and Sikong Jian came, got married and had a child, Sikong Jian matured a lot, and his cultivation also entered the realm of heaven and man, but Sikong Li did not change much, breaking through to the realm of heaven and man Afterwards, his lifespan has improved, and his appearance is still the same as when he was 20 years old, calling "third brother" in his mouth.

Fang Ping nodded with a smile, and said, "I am here this time to fulfill my promise."

Sikonghu suddenly became serious, and returning to Wushuang City was the obsession that the ancestors of Zhujian Villa couldn't let go of until their death. As the saying goes, falling leaves return to their roots. He had never been to Wushuang City, but he always kept in mind the last wishes of his ancestors. Knowing that Fang Ping came this time to fulfill his promise and take his family back to Wushuang City, he was excited and said:
"Wu Shuang City is far away from the capital, and it is several states away. I am afraid it will take a lot of time."

Sikong Jian also nodded his head and said: "Some time ago, the world changed drastically. I also heard a lot of news in this Fenglin Mansion. Now Daxuan and the twelve prefectures are full of turmoil and undercurrents."

Fang Ping understood the meaning of the father and son, he looked up to the sky and smiled, his feet rose up, his vitality gathered, and a light smoke lifted him into the sky.Standing in the air, he condescendingly looked down at the stunned people below, and said, "How? It's only a few states, and it won't take long to arrive. Of course, don't bring too many things."

Sikong Hu and his son were still in shock.

Sikong Li asked tremblingly: "Third brother... have you become a supernatural martial artist?"

"It's still one step away, but it's still possible to chase the wind and the moon with you."

Fang Ping landed on the ground: "I'll give you a day to prepare everything, and then I'll take you to the Peerless City."

……

two months later.

Daxuan, outside Wushuang City.

Among the vast mountains, a majestic and majestic ancient city stands under the sky. There is a strange scene on the wall outside the city, filled with swords of different lengths, densely packed, innumerable. It is said that there are hundreds of thousands, millions of swords inserted on the city wall.

The chilling aura that emanates is invisibly connected with the vitality of heaven and earth, like a killing formation, if someone activates this formation, they will be able to kill all invading enemies.

The method of casting swords is unparalleled in the world, and the inheritance of swordsmanship is also the unparalleled city of sagehood. It has a very special status in Daxuan, and it is also inextricably related to the royal family of Daxuan. It is rumored that the royal family of Daxuan needs a magical weapon , are all built from Peerless City.

Every ten years, Wushuang City will also hold a sword fighting meeting, inviting experts from all walks of life to come to watch the ceremony. The sword fighting meeting is divided into two parts. One is to forge a sword. , The second link is to compete in the practice of swordsmanship under the witness of experts from all sides, and the one who stands out in the end can get the unique inheritance of swordsmanship in Wushuang City.

It has only been eight years since the last sword fight meeting, but it has caught up with the great changes in the world, and the aura has returned. Wushuang City decided to hold this sword fighting meeting ahead of schedule. For a time, all parties have been paying attention. The forces that have entered Wushuang City in recent days The strong emerge in endlessly.

There are also supernatural martial arts invited to come.

At the time of the hour, the sun sets and the night covers the sky.

Sitting in front of Wushuang City surrounded by thousands of mountains and ravines, a group of people fell down.

Fang Ping let out a long breath. Along the way, he brought Sikong Hu, Sikong Jian, and Sikong Li along with him, as well as Sikong Jian's wife and children. His speed was somewhat affected, but luckily nothing went wrong.

"Is this the Peerless City!"

Sikong Hu opened his eyes wide, knelt on the ground, faced the direction of Fenglin Mansion, and worshiped from a distance: "The ancestors of the past generations come again, today Sikong Hu adheres to the last wishes of the ancestors of the past generations, return the fallen leaves to their roots, and return to Wushuang City. You have a spirit, bless your grandson."

Seeing this, Sikong Jian and Sikong Li also knelt on the ground, praying for the blessings of their ancestors.

Fang Ping fixed his gaze on the city in front of him. He could see that the city wall was full of swords, densely layered, as many as sand, linking the vitality of the world, accumulating an earth-shattering chilling aura.

"What a Peerless City!"

He pulled himself together.

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(End of this chapter)