Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 360; Golden Ge Chariot, Kyushu Universal [[-] words]

A year was lost in a blink of an eye. During this year, Fang Ping had been cultivating in the Heavenly Paradise of the Daxuan royal family. He had a lot of control over the map of the sea turtle town and the prototype of the immortal golden body. Ascension, the power has also increased a bit.

【Name: Fang Ping】

【Cultivation level: Grand Master of Martial Arts】

[Martial Arts: Turtle Breath Breathing Technique (Peerless 28%), Body Strengthening Kung Fu (28%), Furnace Cultivation Kung Fu (Unrivaled Magic Kung Fu)]

【Vision point: 1322 points】

On this day, Fang Ping got up and went to the Yuanmai Valley.

The tortoise's breath breathing technique was running, swallowing wisps of source energy in the valley into his body, and the supernatural power in Fang Ping's body was surging, like a plate of loose sand, which was about to gather into a tower and close together in one place.

Fang Ping allowed it to develop without stopping it.

A few hours later, a Daolun's voice that pointed directly at the soul, wanting all spirits in the world, and all living beings to feel it, came from the heavens and the heavens.

This voice comes from a world other than Paradise Paradise, but no matter where you are, as long as you are still in this world and born in this world, it is impossible not to perceive it.

"A new round of aura return?" Fang Ping made his own judgment.

The spiritual energy of the world is like a vast ocean. Sometimes it dries up and shatters, and sometimes it is turbulent. When the world is devoured by whales, the world changed a few years ago, and the spiritual energy returned. This is only the first round of spiritual energy. It was a flood that turned the sky upside down, and the sudden voice of Dao Lun was deafening, making people unable to contain their joy.

It seems that the fragmented and disintegrated world is being reshaped, and it has an inseparable and constant connection with the creatures living in these nine states and four seas.

To put it bluntly, one is prosperous and the other is damaged. All spirits feed back the world of Kyushu, and the world of Kyushu also breeds all spirits in the world.

Fang Ping guessed right. Half a day later, Ji Qianshang found him and shouted ecstatically, "Brother Fang, something is wrong..."

Before entering the valley, Ji Qianshang shouted loudly.

After practicing in the valley for twelve hours, Fang Ping, who was nourished and felled physically, stood up and stood in front of the valley like a gust of lightning, distorting the space, and said with a smile: "But a new round of spiritual energy has come. ?”

"You knew already?"

"It's not just me who knows, all living beings in this world should feel something."

"Extremely true. This round of spiritual energy resurgence is much stronger than the previous one. The vitality of the outside world has increased dozens of times, and it still has the same ancient and primitive atmosphere as the source energy. Golden World , the real golden world is coming."

Fang Ping smiled and said nothing, no matter whether he came or not, he could not stop him from reaching the peak of martial arts.

[Historical records; in the middle of May in the 46th year of Shenzong, the second round of aura resurgence enveloped Daxuan [-] prefectures]

More than ten days later, Fang Ping walked out of the paradise of the Daxuan royal family. The moment he stepped into the outside world, he felt the changes in this world. Mountains are still mountains, water is still water, but the world is full of vitality and inspiration Not to mention that it is within reach, it is really as Ji Qianshang described, with the same original breath as the source qi, just like the diluted source qi.

But the advantage is that it is everywhere, and it is inexhaustible. Fang Ping can absorb the vitality and inspiration from the world to his heart's content.

"Being pulled by this round of resurgence of spiritual energy, and I don't know how many chances will be born, the number of supernatural martial saints will also increase a lot."

Thinking in this way, Fang Ping looked into the distance on a whim, feeling very strange, as if a voice reminded him, prompting him to leave the Daxuan Palace, all the way out of the imperial city and the imperial capital, trekking across hundreds of thousands of miles. Li Shanhe came to a magnificent, primitive and wild mountain.

"That is……"

When Fang Ping arrived outside the boundless mountain, his pupils shrank to see the depths of the mountain, and the sky in a radius of tens of miles was dyed red gold as bright as the morning glow.

There are tens of thousands of auspicious colors and neon lights, and the vitality is like a wave of inspiration. One can tell at a glance that there is an extraordinary chance and good fortune has appeared in the depths of this mountain.

"Could it be my chance?"

In this world, there are always some people with deep blessings who can find treasures when they walk in the barren mountains and wild mountains. Sometimes when they reach a certain level and encounter a good fortune that suits them, they will have a feeling in their hearts, and ghosts will come to them.

Now the world is changing drastically, the golden world is opening, all kinds of opportunities are like flowers and trees after the rain, and they are scrambling to emerge. Fang Ping himself happens to be in the realm of a martial arts master, one step away from the supernatural powers and martial arts. Such a situation Under the circumstances, it would not be a sudden whim for no reason, it may be some kind of chance that summoned him here from thousands of miles away.

"If this is the case, the things in the mountains are destined to belong to me, so they should belong to me."

It soared into the sky, plowing through the atmosphere like a sword from the sky. In the blink of an eye, Fang Ping stood in the air and stood in the depths of the mountain that was rendered into a floating light by the golden glow. Layers of clouds and mist, a golden chariot that shines in the sky, painted with gold and painted dragons, surrounded by the sound of Jin Ge's conquest, where the air of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood stops.

The chariot is in one piece, poured like divine gold and jade. Clouds and mists are shrouded under the wheels. There are divine phoenixes looming, flying and circling, not to mention the spotless, shining divine gold. The dark red blood that exuded a terrifying ancient aura seemed to be left behind by the existence that had blew and died in front of the chariot.

The sound of Jin Ge's conquest reverberating outside the car body, at first hearing, one's soul will be transported through the ages to see a scene, a tall figure standing on the golden chariot, looking at all directions, across the Kyushu and the world, soaring in the sky underground.

Fang Ping's heart was full of emotion, and he developed a kind of lofty ambition to drive this car to conquer the world of Kyushu and look down upon the wilderness and the four together.

"You might as well give it a try."

Falling downwards, Fang Ping stood on the golden chariot, reflecting the golden rays of the sky with a radius of tens of miles, gathered outside Fang Ping's body abruptly, and put a golden armor on him like a holy garment, Not to mention the bright and incomparably bright golden light beams dancing from head to toe, the momentum is also connected with the golden chariot.

At a glance, the majestic young man with a body height of more than two meters, with hair dancing wildly, stood on the golden chariot in a huff, as if a god king descended to earth and a real dragon possessed his body.

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Outside the mountains.

A six-winged serpent python with a length of more than one hundred feet, covering the sun and the sky, and its whole body is composed of black mist. Flesh and flesh scales fell down vividly, and transformed into a young man with green eyes and a dark face.

He is neither tall nor short, wearing a jet-black crane cloak, his aura is as unfathomable as the abyss, and a green light dances in the depths of his eyes. Looking at the depths of the mountain, he thought to himself: "This mountain The good fortune of this chance may allow me to condense a second supernatural power seed."

Before the first round of spiritual energy returned, he was in the realm of a great master of martial arts. After the spiritual energy returned, he condensed the seeds of supernatural powers in one fell swoop and became a supernatural martial artist. As soon as the second round of spiritual energy returned, he began to look around. The opportunity to refine the second magical seed, and the huge vision in the depths of the mountain in front of him at this moment attracted him here.

"What's going on?" The man suddenly frowned, the golden glow that reflected the sky for dozens of miles in the depths of the mountain gathered into the depths of the mountain stream without warning.

"Could it be that people get ahead of others?"

Immediately using the power of supernatural powers, it turned into a six-winged dragon python more than a hundred feet long, soaring through the clouds and fog, covering the sun and covering the sky. The golden chariot, the young man in black standing on the chariot, his whole body is full of golden rays, like a holy garment covered with gold armor, majestic and majestic, looking majestic from the past to the present.

Such an aura was unprecedented even for a man who set foot in the field of supernatural powers, and his face was terrified.

"Huh? This person's cultivation seems to have not yet reached the realm of supernatural powers and martial saints."

The man's green eyes cupped his hands gloomyly, and said condescendingly: "May I ask which fellow Taoist it is."

Martial sage with supernatural powers, with a lifespan of a thousand years, flying into the sky and escaping from the earth, he is no doubt like a mortal god, and they are all called friends of Taoism. He is testing Fang Ping's authenticity, because under the glance of his divine sense, Fang Ping's martial arts aura Although the machine is restrained seamlessly, it can be cultivated at a high level, as if it has not yet reached the realm of supernatural powers and martial arts.

"Elder Ji Jia Keqing, Fang Ping."

Fang Ping looked up at the man in the crane cloak and green eyes, and replied.

"The Ji family? The Daxuan royal family? As far as I know, there are several guest elders at the level of martial sages in the Daxuan royal family, and they are not easy to provoke." The man with blue eyes smiled slanderously: "It turns out that it is the guest ministers of the Ji family. Elder, I'm sorry, this golden chariot is stored in the depths of this mountain by me, and Elder Fang took it as his own, so it's a bit of a shame."

The identity of the elder Ji Jiakeqing is somewhat intimidating, but he can also see that although this golden chariot is not a panacea, it is not an ordinary object such as natural materials and earthly treasures. A powerful rare treasure, looking around the wilderness, only Fang Ping is alone, if possible, he still wants to fight for it.

"Your things?" Fang Ping sneered, the man's virtue of not blushing when he lies, can he hide it from others, and even someone else?If it belonged to the other party, would this golden chariot still summon him here?
"Supernatural Martial Saint, if he is only a supernatural martial saint who controls a supernatural power seed, then there is nothing to worry about, unless he is a supernatural martial saint who controls a forbidden supernatural power..."

Fang Ping, who quickly weighed the current situation, said, "I'm afraid it's not true. You said that this car is yours, do you have proof? Or can you call out the name of this car?"

Of course the man didn't have proof, and he didn't know what the golden chariot was called, so he retorted, "You know?"

"This chariot is called Jin Ge!" Fang Ping yelled loudly, the golden chariot roared resoundingly under his feet, and the killing spirit of Jin Ge poured out, outlining a scene of blood flowing in the sky and earth, mountains of corpses and seas of blood. In the picture, Fang Ping, standing on the golden chariot, became the unrivaled murderer who drove the chariot, conquered the world of Kyushu, and broke through the ages and wastes.

bang rumble

The clear sky fell into the darkness, the wind was like a knife, flying sand and rocks.

Fang Ping's body is full of martial arts, driven by the golden chariot, under the blessing, violent like a prairie fire, magnificent like a hand covering the sky, unparalleled, directly bombarding the man's soul.

"He... this martial arts power, without the slightest power of heaven and earth blending into it, can be so huge and incomparable." The man's heart beat a dozen times before he settled his mind and hesitated.

He wanted a golden chariot, but his intuition told him that the stalwart and tall young man standing on the golden chariot was not easy to deal with. If he was an enemy, he would probably die in blood. The environment, the sympathy between heaven and man, has an extremely strong sense of smell for the perception of life and death, blessings and misfortunes.

"Forget it, after the second round of spiritual energy returns, there are blessings and fortunes everywhere in this Daxuan, all over the Kyushu, why should I hang myself on a tree? Everyone can take their place.”

The man comforted himself like this, turned around and turned into a six-winged snake, dragging the raging mist away.

"Going away? That's fine. If there is a fight, it will inevitably cause side issues. If you attract other supernatural powers and martial saints, the situation will be even worse."

Fang Ping began to think about how to drive the Golden Ge Chariot. He operated the Turtle Breath Breathing Technique, swallowed the vitality of heaven and earth within a few miles, injected it into the Golden Ge Chariot, and saw that the Golden Ge Chariot was shining brightly. A real dragon rises, the divine phoenix dances outside the wheel, and thousands of symbolic lights dance outside the car, as magnificent and dazzling as stars, sun and moon.

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Daxuan Palace.

Ji Qianshang, who had walked out of the Paradise of Paradise, asked around inside and outside the palace, but could not find where Fang Ping had gone. He was wondering if Fang Ping had left and why he didn't say hello to him, with a voice far away from his ear. There was the sound of golden spears like thousands of troops rushing, and he fixed his eyes on it.

A golden chariot exuding endless blazing brilliance passed across the sky, as if flying out of the prehistoric years, and the stalwart figure standing on the golden chariot was as compelling as a god. Just one press can make people's liver and gallbladder burst, and even Ji Qianshang's body becomes limp and he forgets to breathe.

Chaos broke out in Daxuan Imperial Palace, tens of thousands of forbidden soldiers trembled, watching the golden chariot piercing the sky and sinking into the depths of the palace.

"Brother Ji."

When he got close, Fang Ping waved his sleeves, and the incomparably noble and shining golden chariot shrank into Fang Ping's sleeves like a golden bean under Ji Qianshang's dumbfounded eyes.

This is a great miracle of the Golden Ge Chariot. It can be as big or small as you like. Fang Ping was overjoyed for a while when he discovered this at first, and this Golden Ge Chariot is indestructible and impregnable. More than ten times faster, with the Jin Ge chariot, he has a big hole card, and he will not panic when encountering a supernatural martial artist.

"Brother Fang..."

Ji Qianshang hesitated to speak, but didn't know where to start when the words came to his lips.

"what happened!"

With a loud shout, the third princess, Ji Yue, and a group of imperial brothers arrived at the scene after hearing the news. It wasn't that they wanted to come, but Fang Ping was riding in a golden chariot. , It was as if a menacing martial saint with supernatural powers had entered the palace, and the aura of conquest of gold and spears still remained in the sky at this moment.

"I'm disturbing you all. The movement just now was caused by Fang." Fang Ping clasped his fists and explained.

"Elder Fang Ping." Ji Yue's beautiful eyes let out a sigh of relief. Regarding the news that Fang Ping developed a prototype of supernatural powers in the Paradise of Paradise, he also heard some rumors from his father, Ji Mu. The other party has the appearance of a martial god, and it is him. The Ji family will try their best to win her over, and she is still the elder Ke Qing, but she no longer dares to underestimate or offend her.

Yan Ran smiled and said, "It's okay, Elder Fang has made another breakthrough in martial arts?"

The several princes fixed their eyes on Fang Ping, who looked like a martial god, and they were dubious about it.

As soon as Lao Qi made a move, he invited a Ke Qing elder with the appearance of a martial god to the Ji family. Is it possible?Wouldn't it be a team up to deceive the upper and lower?
Naturally, the possibility of that was very slim, and he couldn't hide it from them, nor could he hide it from Ji Mu, and Lao Qi wasn't that bold.

"I have a feeling in my heart, and I have accepted a treasure."

Fang Ping replied vaguely.

Ji Yue wondered what kind of treasure it was.

In a glimpse, Ji Qianshang, who saw the golden chariot, put aside the topic knowingly, and said: "After the second round of spiritual energy returned, there were many turmoil and bloodshed in Daxuan [-] states. The thousand-year-old family is not very honest, and there are also supernatural martial sages who are killing and looting prefectures and counties, brother Fang, the time has come for you to make meritorious deeds."

Fang Ping squinted at the person in front of him, what merit did he do?He doesn't want to do meritorious service, he just wants to live his life in peace and stability, but he can't say it clearly, saying: "This day, Fang has been looking forward to it day and night, and it has finally arrived. Tell me, what do you want me to do? As long as Fang What can be done, will never be denied.”

"Brother Fang said so, so I feel relieved. Father wants us brothers to go to Hongzhou together. There are dozens of cities there, and hundreds of thousands of people have been killed by demon warriors. The demon priests worked together to investigate, but they found some clues, suspected to have supernatural powers and martial arts masters hiding behind them."

"I can go." Fang Ping narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"There will be an ancestor with supernatural powers going with us." Ji Qianshang added without hesitation.

"That's fine." Fang Ping no longer had any doubts.

Two days later, several princes, including Ji Qianshang, and the third princess, Ji Yue, rushed to Hongzhou on a different kind of spirit beast and bird, accompanied by a supernatural ancestor of the Ji family, the old guy was named Ji Qingfeng, With snow-white hair, brocade robes and belts, and a face like a 30-year-old young man, he is handsome and extraordinary.

Sitting on top of the heads of alien spirit beasts and birds, Gu Pan looked at the descendants of the next generation including Ji Qianshang, all of them can be regarded as outstanding, and they are dragons and phoenixes, but with Fang Ping, who has the posture of a martial saint, The difference between the cloud and the mud, the difference between the cloud and the mud, what if this was born in his Ji family: "Elder Fang, come forward."

Fang Ping nodded and stepped forward: "Why did senior call me?"

"It will take some time to get to Hongzhou, let's talk." Ji Qingfeng talked and laughed happily, giving people a sense of intimacy.

But it's also relative, if Fang Ping is unknown and has mediocre qualifications, he doesn't even have the qualifications to communicate with him.

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(End of this chapter)