Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 400; Primordial spirit out of body, majestic world [[-] words]

When Fang Ping transformed and sublimated in the horror of life and death, when he condensed his primordial spirit, the corpse Jiuyou, Gu Xuantian, Jiang Shengxue, Chen Feng and others all felt the horror of imminent disaster and imminent death on a whim.

It came suddenly, without warning.

From the point of view of the situation, it should be Fang Ping who should die and die.

Turning his head away, he couldn't bear to look at Fang Ping's bloody and defeated Geng Yangzi. At this time, he had a different feeling. He suddenly felt that Fang Ping, who was bound by chains of flames and magical powers in the dark abyss, had been reborn and turned into a cocoon. The metamorphosis of a butterfly, from head to toe, reveals an indescribable radiance, like a bird that has escaped from a cage in a flash.

hum!
Carrying Chen Feng's strength and spirit, as well as the killing power of the quasi-sacred long knife in his hand, he shattered the void, split the sea of ​​clouds along the way, and descended in front of Fang Ping.

It was close at hand, and Fang Ping's indestructible physical body, which was as indestructible as diamond glass, would be torn apart in the next moment.

The limbs are bound by the chains of flame magic power refined by Jiang Shengxue, and Fang Ping, who is surrounded by boundless evil spirit Tianyuan, has a meaningful evil charm on the corner of his mouth, which makes several people in the scene feel uneasy and scalp numb. smile.

Between the brows, Fang Ping's forehead cracked, and a small, shining, shining, divine, and majestic figure flew out.

The villain has hands and feet, all four limbs, a pair of eyes opened and closed, and the beams of light emitted shook the sky 33 times above, and broke the blue sky below. When the limbs stretched, the void in all directions couldn't bear the overwhelming power of the world. Disintegrating, crumbling.

For a while, there were actually rare and sacred visions, such as the sky falling, purple air coming from the east, Wan Dao Lun Yin, Sanskrit chanting, etc., surrounded by the little man about an inch in size like stars holding the moon, and heaven and earth worshiping each other.

The villain stepped out, and with every step, a peaceful and gorgeous golden lotus bloomed like a carved jade.

Everyone was dumbfounded, trembling and shocked as if seeing a god descending into the world.

The sense of worship gushing out from the depths of the soul occupied every inch of flesh, flesh and soul of the people present.

Geng Yangzi wiped his eyes in disbelief, and then slapped himself very hard.

The real pain reminded him that this is not a dream, it is real!
"soul!"

Two words as heavy as a mountain came out of Gengyangzi's mouth.

Fang Ping sacrificed the primordial spirit, and his mind and will were connected with the blood of the primordial spirit.

Although the Yuanshen villain is only an inch or so in size, he doesn't feel the slightest sense of fragility. The power fluctuations shown in his gestures, looking down on the world, and being the only one who dominates the world, is even better than Fang Ping, and he is as extreme as the emperor on tour. brilliant.

The next moment, the villain of Yuanshen clenched his fist. The bean-sized fist was more radiant and blazing than the sun star hanging in the depths of the universe. , The blaze is so bright, the mighty Kyushu.

The flying sword light, the majesty of the sky and the extreme earth, the aura of slaughtering gods and immortals, and the brilliance of the Yuanshen villain, the fists the size of rice grains collided together, and the roaring sound of the explosion, undulating with each other, like a tide, It has spread throughout the sea of ​​clouds and heaven and earth, and those who want to go forward in this boundless sea of ​​clouds, or stay at the starting point to meditate and adjust their breath, look into the distance as if they were actually there.

Rumble!
The unrivaled sword light, the sharp aura gushing out, and the great supernatural power warrior who condensed three taboo supernatural power seeds are very difficult to parry, but only a few breaths of effort, the Yuanshen villain is the size of a grain of rice. Under the fist print, the banners and drums died down, and they collapsed like dust.

"The power of the primordial spirit is so terrifying!"

Fang Ping took a breath and was amazed.

But the few people present were a hundred times more shocked than him, a thousand times.

"Original Spirit...Old Monster, he is...Old Monster Primordial Spirit."

Shi Jiuyou was sweating profusely, backing away in horror.

"...How is it possible! Even the giant of the martial god, only a very small number of existences can condense the primordial spirit. He didn't set foot in the ranks of the giant of the martial arts, and he didn't even condense the third magical seed. How could he... create Yuanshen?" Gu Xuantian murmured with a pale face like a corpse.

Flame symbols swam around outside her body, Jiang Shengxue, who was so tall and slender, was also stunned at this time, her eyes were a little blank, swallowing her saliva. Yuanshen means the ultimate transformation of spiritual will, the Tao fruit born after the ultimate sublimation.

Fen Tianzong has three giants of martial arts sitting in the current world, but none of them has condensed the primordial spirit.

She can affirm that among the 33 human races and the Kyushu, there are no more than a handful of old monsters with primordial spirits. Maybe none of them exist. Even if there are, they have been cultivated for thousands of years. It's an old monster like Fang Ping, not to mention the golden age, and his cultivation is only in the category of supernatural powers and martial saints.

Has such martial arts potential and unrivaled posture ever existed since ancient times?
"Yuanshen..." Chen Feng's arm trembled, and the quasi-sacred long knife almost dropped from his hand.

He tried his best with this knife, combined with the killing power of the quasi-divine long knife, it was supposed to severely injure and kill Fang Ping, but now he regretted it, and he actually provoked a terrifying and unpredictable The old monster of Yuanshen.

click
When everyone was stunned and stunned, Fang Ping swayed and broke free from the chains of flames that bound his limbs, and a hundred and eight divine rings swept out from behind, obliterating the chasm of the abyss that was swallowing him, This area of ​​the world has returned to the light, and there are only a few centimeters of Yuanshen villain left, majestic and shining in the world.

"It's really a close call, but it's okay."

Talking and laughing happily, Fang Ping glanced at the few people with gentle eyes.

But this fell into the eyes of several people, and it became a kind of judgment. Whoever was chosen had to take the first step.

"Damn! Damn!"

Shi Jiuyou's eyes were about to split open, and he glared at Gu Xuantian with murderous intent.

Gu Xuantian: "..."

What am I doing?If I knew that he was an old monster with a primordial spirit, would I be foolish enough to make an enemy of him?Calling you, I can only say that you are unlucky enough. Now, don't blame others, but think about how to resolve the crisis in front of you.

"Once the primordial spirit comes out, it can imprison everything in the space, and deal a double blow to the physical body and the sea of ​​consciousness. He is not in the realm, even if the primordial spirit is condensed, there is no taboo or terror..."

Gu Xuantian comforted himself secretly, but he also understood that the Yuanshen is the Yuanshen, even if Fang Ping's realm is less than that, the Yuanshen villain who is about an inch tall also has a great power that he can't match, from the Yuanshen villain A punch wiped out the light of Chen Feng's saber, and the unrivaled majesty displayed by his gestures could make a judgment.

Wu's.

The Yuanshen villain is dispatched.

In just one step, he crossed the nine continents and the four seas, and appeared in front of Gu Xuantian who was wandering in thoughts like an endless void.

Wow

Standing about ten feet in front of Gu Xuantian, the villain of Yuanshen, the void outside him twisted and shattered, and all things fell into a stillness with him as the source.

Gu Xuantian's face was terrified, his pupils trembled, he wanted to sacrifice his supernatural powers, but he couldn't move his body, the villain of Yuanshen who appeared in front of him, fixed him in place, the movement of his thinking and consciousness was a little slow and stagnant, and the three taboos at the top of the door The seeds of supernatural powers are embedded in the solidified cement like non-functioning seeds.

Two beams of light burst out from the eyes of the Yuanshen villain respectively.

Seeing that it was about to sink into the center of Gu Xuantian's eyebrows and penetrate his sea of ​​consciousness, something flew out of Gu Xuantian's body, with a radiant spirit and an ancient aura that blocked the two beams of light.

This is a dark inkstone, the texture is as simple as carved from black jade, engraved with flowers, birds, fish and insects, auspicious mountains and rivers.

"Quasi-artifact!"

Fang Ping snorted.

Spiritual soldiers have the ability to psychic protectors, and quasi-sacred weapons are no exception. If Gu Xuantian sacrifices this treasure, he will kill this person, and there may be wild changes.

With a shake of his shoulders, the sea chart of Shengui Town pressed upwards, like a million mountains oppressing the inkstone, a quasi-sacred artifact that has not yet been revived and no one has sacrificed it.

The oppressed inkstone was flickering with black light, and wanted to struggle, but no one sacrificed it. Relying on its own spiritual resistance alone, it was impossible to break away from the suppression of Shengui Zhenhaitu.

The villain of the Yuanshen continued to attack and punched up, and saw Gu Xuantian, who had three taboo supernatural power seeds floating on the top door, and the villain of the Yuanshen, which was about an inch in size, was smashed into blood mist and powder with one punch.

Everything is quiet and there is no sound.

Seeing Jiang Shengxue, Shi Jiuyou, and Chen Feng who were in Gu Xuantian's field, their complexions were all pale and frightened.

The supernatural martial saint who condensed three taboo supernatural power seeds, no matter in the 33 kingdoms of the human race in the past few thousand years, or in the years to come, will be a monster and wizard who is one in a billion. After stepping into the ranks of the giants of martial arts, Da Luo Zong might not be able to find a second Gu Xuantian.

"Good death! If he hadn't teased me, I wouldn't be an enemy of a monster that has condensed the primordial spirit..."

The corpse Jiuyou Rabbit and the dead fox cried out in grief.

Whoosh!
A ball of fire pierced the sky.

It was Jiang Shengxue.

The woman realized that Fang Ping was an invincible taboo existence the moment the Yuanshen villain smashed Gu Xuantian with his punch, so she didn't hold any hope, and fled into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds like a ball of fiery flames.

"Can you leave?"

Fang Ping didn't intend to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and with a thought, he pulled the villain of Yuanshen across the sea of ​​clouds and approached the target.

This is the horror of the Yuanshen villain, who can traverse the endless void and move thousands of feet across in an instant.

Jiang Shengxue's face turned pale. She felt the sense of despair and powerlessness that Gu Xuantian felt before she died. Go still.

"No! How can I die here..."

Jiang Shengxue, who was biting the tip of her tongue flamboyantly and desperately urging the three taboo supernatural power seeds, turned into a sacred and magnificent bird of the Divine Phoenix while the divine phoenix crown was shining on her head, rolling the burning fire, and the monstrous flames forced her to retreat In this instant, Jiang Shengxue was able to escape into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

But when she wanted to take back the divine phoenix crown, the villain of the primordial spirit majesticly scattered the divine phoenix birds, and then grabbed a crimson crown engraved with the divine phoenix pattern.

This is also a quasi-divine weapon.

"Run away? It's a pity, but it's not a loss to get a quasi-sacred weapon."

Fang Ping turned his head and looked, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, the moment she shot at Jiang Shengxue, the corpse Jiuyou fled in another direction with a cloud of black corpses, even Chen Feng, the descendant of the Sword God Valley, was also the one who split the sea of ​​clouds with a human sword Disappear.

The appearance of each one running faster than a rabbit made Fang Ping a little bit helpless. If he chased him up, no matter what, he could leave one person behind, but he thought about it and let it go. The villain of the gods is not so proficient and perfect in controlling, adapting, and understanding the primordial spirit. If one is careless and gets damaged, it will be a bit of a loss.

hum!
In a blink of an eye, the villain of Yuanshen returned to Fang Ping's inner consciousness like a stone thrown into water. This thrilling battle had come to an end at this moment. As the victor, Fang Ping not only harvested two quasi-sacred weapons, but also In this battle, the villain of the Yuanshen was condensed, and transformed into an old monster with the Yuanshen who can go out of the body and kill the enemy thousands of miles away!
What is Creation?This is called good luck!

In this battle, Fang Ping, if there is even the slightest retreat, fear, or wavering, he will not be able to sublimate and condense the primordial spirit to the extreme.

Geng Yangzi, who witnessed the battle from the beginning to the end, walked over with a complicated and serious face, and said: "The category of supernatural powers and martial sages has condensed the primordial spirit, which is rare in the world. There is no one who has come before, if you go to a place outside the world, fellow Taoist, the emperor will accept you as a disciple and pass on your mantle."

In the eyes of Geng Yangzi, it is even more inconceivable that Fang Ping condensed two supreme supernatural power seeds.

The primordial spirit involves the soul, will, and spirit.

Being able to condense the primordial spirit means that Fang Ping is transcendent in terms of soul, will, and spirit, and is unique in all ages.

"Daoist Geng has won the prize, and I still want to thank you for standing up for me." Fang Ping was in a happy mood, and he cupped his hands with a smile on his face: "I still hope that Daoist Geng will return to the world for the matter of condensing the primordial spirit." After the land, don't talk nonsense."

According to Geng Yangzi, when he went to a place outside the world, the Martial Dao Emperor would accept him as a disciple and pass on his mantle, which is not impossible.It sounds good, with a Martial Dao Emperor backing him up and giving advice, no matter how many people ask for it, Fang Ping still wants to struggle in this world for a while, and worshiping the Martial Dao Emperor as his teacher may not be a good thing.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages, good and bad depend on each other.

If Geng Yangzi returned to the otherworldly place, and announced to the public that he had condensed the primordial spirit in the realm of supernatural powers and martial sages and possessed supreme supernatural powers, Fang Ping didn't know whether there would be a great martial arts emperor who would enter the world to guide him. , but it will inevitably lead to endless troubles.

"Okay, I see. I won't mention a single word about fellow daoists after I return to the otherworldly place." Geng Yangzi's eyes rolled for a moment, knowing Fang Ping's intentions, and vowed Made an oath.

Fang Ping rubbed his chin, thinking that he had only a half-knowledge of Yuanshen, but Geng Yangzi came from a place outside the world, and what he had seen and heard was not comparable to him, so with a pure heart, he humbly asked for advice. : "How much does Daoist Geng know about Yuanshen?"

"This..." Geng Yangzi pondered for a while, and replied: "Our Taoist school pays attention to the dual cultivation of life and life. Taoism follows the natural way. First, you can concentrate on the yin spirit, and you can go out at night, afraid of the sun, fire, and pure yang things. Then you can go out of the yang. God, similar to Yuanshen, can roam the world in the daytime without fear of sunlight, and then Yuanshen is the highest state..."

A few hours passed, and Geng Yangzi sat and discussed the knowledge related to the primordial spirit.

Fang Ping benefited a lot from hearing this, bowed his head and saluted, and said, "Thank you, Daoist, for clearing my confusion."

"So where, my words are just icing on the cake for fellow Taoist Wang Teng." Geng Yangzi sighed.

Fang Ping closed his eyes, sensed the little man of the primordial spirit floating in the sea of ​​consciousness, and unconsciously entered a state of deep cultivation.

Two days later, a figure belatedly arrived in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds. It was a man wearing a magic crown and a black robe of an ancient demon. Could it be the Black Demon Zonggu who was blasted into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds by Fang Ping? Is it magic?

When he saw Fang Ping, who was sitting motionless on the platform and seemed to have entered a state of deep cultivation, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"What are you looking at?" Geng Yangzi stood up, and sneered with a smile: "It's not enough to learn the lesson once, do you want to do it a second time? I advise you to leave quickly. Fellow Daoist Wang Teng, killing you is like pulling out seedlings and weeding, or slaughtering pigs and dogs."

The ancient demon was furious, and roared to retort; "Speak wildly! If you two hadn't bullied the few with more, how could I have lost!"

To this day, he still thinks so.

If it was a one-on-one fight, he firmly believed that he would not lose to Geng Yangzi, nor would he lose to Fang Ping.

Geng Yangzi was speechless, this is really not afraid of death, Fang Ping, who has condensed the primordial spirit, is already invincible in the world, Wei Lingyun, even the giants of the Martial God may not be able to kill Fang Ping who is so heaven-defying A peerless evildoer, but the ancient demon is still brazen, saying that he can't be defeated by bullying the few with more.

Shaking his head, Geng Yangzi glanced at Fang Ping who was still in the state of deep cultivation. Fang Ping in this state, as long as he was not bombarded by external forces, would not wake up too quickly. People forcefully wake them up, and the result can be imagined. It must be full of anger, killing gods when they meet gods, and killing Buddhas when they meet Buddhas.

But it is not appropriate for him to watch the other party interrupt Fang Ping's cultivation.

After much deliberation, Geng Yangzi decided to persuade this desperate guy, and said, "Are you going?"

Ancient Demon: "I won't leave! Smelly Taoist priest, do you still dare to use force with me?"

In terms of hatred value, he hates Fang Ping more than Geng Yangzi. Fang Ping happens to be in deep cultivation at the moment, so as long as he uses some means to take advantage of the situation, he may be able to get rid of the humiliation.

"If Fellow Daoist Wang Teng wakes up, if you want to leave, it will be too late." Geng Yangzi shouted solemnly.

The ancient demon's eyes were flickering, and he suddenly smiled and said: "Hearing what you said, there is some truth to it, then I will take my leave."

He jumped up and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

But how can this be hidden from Geng Yangzi, he sighed quietly: "It's hard to persuade the damned ghost with good words, you can't blame others."

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(End of this chapter)