Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 377; Taiyin Jiexian Dafa, traveled all over twelve states [[-] words]

As Fang Ping stopped practicing and fell into thinking, the surrounding mountains and forests suddenly became silent, he could not even hear the sound of the wind, and he could hear the falling of a needle. charm.

He looked at himself with a whirling mind, and he was able to have the foundation of his current cultivation base because he had practiced the three health-preserving exercises.

In the eyes of the world, the health-preserving exercises that are worthless and discarded like shoe shoes are, in his eyes, the brilliant way to reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

[Turtle breath breathing technique (peerless in the world (75%)]

[Physical strength (unparalleled 75% in the world)]

[Current Raising Kungfu (Magic Kungfu Unrivaled)]

Each of the three health-preserving exercises has its own unique features.

For example, the tortoise's breathing art, Fang Ping's martial art is a product of this martial art. Through breathing and breathing, he can nourish his energy, spirit, and expel impurities in the body through breathing. It also has the effects of prolonging life and strengthening the body and bones. The uniqueness lies in its comprehensiveness. After being cultivated by him all the way to the unparalleled state in the world, he also evolved moves such as Turtle Breathing Golden Pill and Turtle Breathing Dragon Armor.

The body strengthening skill is an extreme, it is not as comprehensive as the tortoise breath breathing technique, it only nourishes qi and blood!

Fang Ping's golden true blood, which contains infinite life potential, is the best proof.

As for raising furnace kung fu, the furnace raises hundreds of scriptures, uses the body as a furnace, attracts the spirit of heaven and earth into the body, taps the potential of martial arts, and improves martial arts physique. It belongs to the kind of high-level health-preserving exercises that are rare in the world, and the existence that can create such health-preserving exercises as Yanglu Gong must be a talent with great courage and great wisdom.

It is also very simple to improve the martial arts level of Yanglu Kungfu. The key is to raise a hundred scriptures in the furnace. Today, Fang Ping has taken a big step on the road of raising a hundred scriptures, and he can control the sword by himself. There are 38 artistic concepts of martial arts, such as Tao, sword, boxing, palm, metal, water, and wind.

Not to mention the twelve prefectures of Daxuan, the 33 kingdoms of human races in the nine prefectures and the four seas do not have that supernatural power of martial arts, can they comprehend so many artistic conceptions of martial arts?Martial Dao artistic conception is not invincible in the world if you have more understanding, on the contrary, you need to invest a lot of energy to perfect it. If you understand too much martial arts artistic conception, you will suffer backlash.

In addition, Furnace raising skills can also be broken through refining demons, but if too many demons are refined, it will be contaminated with an unknown and evil spirit. The non-belt and furnace nourishing classics go hand in hand, just like the intersection of yin and yang, hardness and softness.

"Right now, there are two paths in front of me. One is refining monsters, the other is martial arts artistic conception. There are two methods. The first is more extreme and quick. If there are not enough monsters in Daxuan, I will go outside Daxuan to find them. The second path is more conservative.

Of the 38 martial art concepts I have controlled, except for the Dao of the Sword, the Artistic Conception of the Sword, the Artistic Conception of Boxing, the Artistic Conception of Fingering, etc., the rest of the Artistic Conceptions of Martial Arts are just the prototypes of the Artistic Conceptions, and these prototypes of the Artistic Conceptions of Martial Arts can be thoroughly understood and upgraded to complete Martial Arts Artistic conception, there is a high probability that Yanglu Gong will break through to the next level. "

"Huh? Why don't I refine the monsters and comprehend the prototype of the martial arts artistic conception at the same time?"

"You can't have both, but that's for ordinary people. Why should I stick to common sense?"

Fang Ping suddenly stood up with his eyes shining brightly, his figure was a little bit brighter, as if he had broken through the current obstacles, and there was no more confusion in his heart.

"Okay, let's do this! Refining demons and cultivating classics at the same time. The two roads go hand in hand, and finally swallowing a large amount of source energy. I don't believe that this way can't condense the "Immortal Golden Body" into supernatural power seeds."

Thinking this way in his heart, Fang Ping laughed loudly, stepped on his foot, and the Jin Ge chariot flew out of his cuff, volleying in the sky like a big sun.

High-spirited and full of arrogance, he landed on the Jin Ge chariot, shuttled back and forth, and Fang Ping returned to the Mingyue Palace.

During the time when he was practicing in the back mountain of Mingyue Palace, Tantai Qingluo and Li Rou got along day and night, greeting each other in the morning and evening, as if there was no estrangement between them. There are melon and fruit snacks on the table, all kinds of food, listening to Li Rou's words with a sweet smile.

Fang Ying was also there, adding a sentence from time to time.

Fang Ping didn't interrupt, just stood there watching, the female suzerain was wearing a brocade gown with water sleeves and clear lotus, with a lotus pattern embroidered on the chest, and her blue silk tied into a woman's shape. Like a hibiscus, it becomes more and more charming.

Under the snow-white and slender neck like a swan, there is a broad and surging chest, which is also the place where Fang Ping lingers and forgets to return. Two-thirds of his tall and long legs were removed, and he was actually wearing black stockings with fishnets.

A face as delicate as carved jade is also flawless. Sitting there with his hands folded on his waist, the elegance and luxury exuding is hard to conceal.

Fang Ping looked at it pleasingly, and it took a long time for Li Rou to see it, but it was different from the past, when seeing Fang Ping in the past, he would yell that my son is back, sit down quickly, mother will cook something delicious for you , but when he saw Li Rou in Fang Ping's appearance, it was as if he hadn't seen it.

"..." Fang Ping sighed incomprehensibly, but he still walked forward with a smile, stretched out his hand to grab Fang Ying, sat beside the female suzerain, and instinctively landed his palm on the female suzerain's thigh, groping up and down, It was pure instinct without thinking, which made the female suzerain blushed, and moved forward as if nothing had happened.

Li Rou had something to say, her expression was serious and she said, "When do you plan to do it?"

Fang Ping was slightly taken aback, "What did Mother say?"

"Don't pretend to be confused, Qingluo has followed you, don't you want to marry her into the family?"

Fang Ping was silent, and glanced at the female suzerain: "What do you think?"

Tantai Qingluo smiled indifferently, she obviously didn't care much, but if there was, she would not refuse.

"Second brother, I've already thought about it. Don't you have a car? When the time comes, you will drive here, fall from the sky, and enter the bridal chamber with your sister-in-law under the eyes of everyone." Fang Ying shouted loudly.

"Are you stupid?" Fang Ping didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Half a month later, Fang Ping bid farewell to Li Rou and left Mingyue Palace. Tantai Qingluo was not with him, and threatened to condense the supernatural power seeds. Fang Ping could see some clues, nothing more than his current strength. Getting stronger and stronger, the female suzerain has some psychological pressure, it's good to say it, but it's a disease if you hold it in your heart.

Fang Ping had no choice but to comfort him with kind words before leaving, but it was of little use.

When Fang Ping left, Tantai Qingluo arranged the affairs in the Mingyue Palace the next day, and entered a quiet room in the Mingyue Palace to retreat. The moment she sat down, the female suzerain put her teeth in her mouth and struggled. She made up her mind and closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes, the female suzerain's temperament suddenly changed, and her eyes also changed, as if she had become another one.

Between the pinched palms, some kind of taboo method was operating, and the holy voice was as empty and ethereal as the voice of heaven, and said coldly and cleanly: "Your martial arts are too poor, and you have no foundation at all, so you have to start all over again."

"Start all over again?" Tantai Qingluo's voice sounded, startled, and then sighed: "It's up to you..."

Overnight, all her cultivation was gone.

"This Taiyin Jiexian Dafa can make people reborn and sublimated after being broken, and it can be sublimated to the extreme. There is nothing better than practicing this method. After great success, you can also shape Taiyin fairy bones."

Occupying the existence of the body, Youyou said, moving the breath in the body with his hands together, swimming all over the limbs, bones, and acupuncture points all over the body, and said again: "This wisp of the emperor's remnant soul will not disperse, It can be seen that it is the fate of this emperor to blend with your soul. We are like one body now, and this emperor will definitely not harm you.

It is also impossible to wipe out your consciousness, but this emperor wants to use your body to do the unfinished business. "

What she said was true and she never lied, at least so far, she couldn't do anything.

Tantai Qingluo, who handed over the control of her body to the other party, said nothing, since she has made a choice, she will not regret it.

Over Yanzhou, the Jin Ge chariot flew across the sky at an astonishing speed, plowing through the atmosphere along the way, leaving behind a ravine-like aftermath of an abyss of air waves.

Fang Ping's stature is majestic, standing above the golden chariot looking down upon the universe, his eyes are like lightning, sharp as knives overlooking the vast land below, mountains, rivers and lakes, as long as there are monsters, they cannot escape his eyes .

……

In a deep mountain and old forest.

A Taoist temple, with incense continuously standing in the afterglow of the setting sun.

In the courtyard, an old Taoist priest with white beard and hair in a bun, holding Buddha dust in one hand and Taoist scriptures in the other, floating out of the dust. Sitting under the tree with a childlike face, he suddenly shook the Buddha dust in his hand and called out: " Tong'er, bring some food to the old Taoist."

"Well!" Deling Daotong looked a little scary, with a huge figure of three or four meters high, but his face was like an immature child, and his head was as big as a millstone. His face was innocent and well-behaved, and his skin was black and blue. , full of blue veins and blood vessels, with a metal color that is invulnerable to fire and water.

It took only half a cup of tea to come and go. The big-headed boy bounced back to the yard with the food box in his hand. When he opened it, dozens of steaming, warm blood-red hearts were revealed, as if he had just come from a human body. Dig out.

"good--"

The old Taoist smiled kindly and stretched out his hand. The big-headed boy quickly knelt down and let the old Taoist stroke the top cover.

"How can there be meat without wine? Go get some blood." The old Taoist patted the boy on the forehead and ordered.

Suddenly, the old Taoist looked at the horizon with a changed expression. It was the end of You hour and the beginning of Xu hour. The sun had sunk into the end of the sky and the earth, and there were a few rays of afterglow. I don’t know what happened, but suddenly there was a round of golden light shining through the sky and the earth. The big sun approached the Taoist temple from far and near, and the dazzling golden light made the old Taoist unable to open his eyes.

The sound of killing and killing gold spears rushing forward was earth-shattering and continuous.

The old Taoist stood up frightened.

The golden light dissipated, and a golden chariot with the size of tens of feet, surrounded by the phantom of the real dragon and phoenix, appeared above the Taoist temple with the reverberating air of war drums and killing. The young man in black stood on it with his hands on his back Afterwards, he swallowed the mountains and rivers, and he was the only one who was the only one. He looked down coldly and said, "The place where Taoists practiced purely has become a hiding place for demons."

The first time he saw the young man in black, the old Taoist felt that a prehistoric mountain was pressing on his body, his body was about to crack, and he couldn't function with all his strength.

Supernatural martial arts!
The old Taoist priest is a monster, not just an ordinary monster. In terms of strength, he can rival the most powerful five-qi master among human beings. Relying on the body of a monster, he is not afraid of encountering ordinary martial arts masters. , That is the difference between cloud and mud.

"run!"

Without any thought of resisting, the old Taoist screamed, and the big-headed boy in the yard, with red eyes glowing, leaped high and flung himself at the black-clothed youth in the sky fearlessly.

In Fang Ping's eyes, the Taoist boy is like a humanoid monster, but he should be human in essence. He was transformed into a servant who is neither human nor ghost by the old Taoist priest. His strength is not weak. He slapped his palm lightly, obliterating the big head The boy, with his remaining prestige undiminished, gathered the vitality of heaven and earth, condensed it into a huge palm, and grabbed the old Taoist priest.

Taking advantage of the moment when the big-headed boy attacked Fang Ping and attracted Fang Ping's attention, the old demon's body was wrapped in a cloud of black mist and floated out of the Taoist temple, and got into the lofty mountains outside the Taoist temple.

Looking back, all the dead souls of the demon old way are coming out, the huge palms coming from the sky, grasping his demon body between grasping and grasping, he can't break free with all his efforts to stimulate the power of the demon.

Furnace raising skills!
Fang Ping's body glowed, propping up a phantom phantom of an ancient tripod with a size of one hundred feet, and when the furnace mouth was opened, it swallowed the sky and refined the earth.

"No..." Yaomo Laodao yelled loudly, but it still couldn't change his fate of being thrown into the furnace.

Buzz!
After a little refinement, the old demon will be wiped out.

A warm current moved through Fang Ping's body, and his furnace raising skill slightly improved.

In the next half a year, Fang Ping traveled all over the twelve prefectures of Daxuan, probably refining thousands of monsters. There is not much improvement, but the progress of raising furnace is gratifying. After running, the fluctuation of momentum has been greatly improved compared with half a year ago.

On this day, Fang Ping came to a deserted, dark and decaying mountain outside Daxuan.

Not to mention all the monsters in Daxuan, almost all of them have become firewood for him, so he can only come outside Daxuan to try his luck.

The area he came to at this moment is located outside Daxuan. The sky for hundreds of miles is covered with layers of black clouds that depress people's hearts. They were all bare, and the streams and lakes were all polluted by an evil spirit into foul-smelling muddy water, and the bones of birds and animals could be seen everywhere.

Fang Ping stood outside the mountain and watched for a while, then drove the golden spear chariot in. When he reached the depths of the mountain, he scanned with his spiritual sense and locked on the whereabouts of a demon.

In the cave deep in the ground, there is a strong and wild man like a wild beast, the body below the head is soaked in the pool of blood.

In the blood pool, there is an endless energy of life, which is accumulated by the monster man who slaughtered countless creatures.

When a monster was born, it had its own magical powers. After cultivating to the Martial Saint Realm, this magical power can be condensed into demon seeds, which are essentially the same as the magical seeds condensed by human martial saints.

Sitting in the blood pool at this moment, breathing out, absorbing the essence of life, and warming the body of the demon, the demon man suddenly condensed a demon seed. When he sensed that someone was spying on him, he frowned and roared, The body turned into a black magic light and rushed out of the ground. When he went outside, he stared solemnly at the sudden black-clothed youth.

The corners of Fang Ping's mouth curled up in satisfaction. For more than half a year, the strength of the monsters refined by him was uneven. There are more than a hundred monsters, and now it's all right, catching a big fish is worth the thousands of monsters he refined in half a year.

"Human Martial Saint..."

The monster man has a huge physique, more than five meters tall, You Sheng Fang Ping, the muscles on his body are stacked together like steel bars, his aura is violent, his face is rough, and the evil breath exuding from his breathing floods the world in all directions. , but in front of Fang Ping's majestic and majestic figure, he was completely overshadowed.

He also seemed to have realized that Fang Ping was a great enemy, so he didn't take it seriously, and said with a snort: "I am here to hide from the world and practice, away from the troubles of the world. Your Excellency came here aggressively, are you going to be an enemy of me? I don't know why. Where did the seat offend Your Excellency?"

Fang Ping smiled, from the moment he saw the monster man, the man was no different from a dead person, and said: "Don't waste your words, you can use whatever moves you have."

Hearing this, the demon man's eyes are tearing open, and the demon seed in his body is rippling ready to move, but the human standing on the golden chariot, who looks at the past and the present, is arrogant, and despises him so much, it is by no means an ordinary human warrior , maybe there are two supernatural power seeds in the body, not necessarily three supernatural power seeds, said: "I am under the command of Heitian Demon King, Your Excellency really want to be my enemy?"

Heitian demon king?
"I seem to have heard it somewhere..."

"Remember, when I was in the city of Guangling Mansion, when I refined the white-clothed demon with furnace raising skills, the other party said that he was under the command of the Heitian demon king."

Fang Ping looked down at the rough demon man below thoughtfully, and asked, "How powerful is the Hei Tian demon king you are talking about? Is it beyond the scope of supernatural powers and martial arts? Where is he hiding now?"

The demon man did not doubt him, and replied: "The strength of the Lord Demon King is not what you can imagine, even those martial saints in your human race who have condensed three supernatural power seeds will only have the power to meet the Lord Heitian Demon King." If you want to kill me at your neck, or catch me without your arms, I advise you to leave quickly, because I have already contacted Lord Demon King through the demon secret technique, and he will arrive soon."

Fang Ping sneered, it seems that the Heitian demon king has not surpassed the scope of supernatural powers and martial arts, the demon man below said that he contacted the Heitian demon king through demon secret techniques, it was just a bluff, even if he came, so what? That's it.

(End of this chapter)