Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 80;

A few days later, in the small courtyard, the wind was sunny and the sky was as clear as a clear blue. It was a rare good weather.

Seven-year-old Fang Ying was holding a black-blue sword with one hand with some difficulty. The hilt was engraved with a lotus pattern, and there was no sharpened sword yet.

He maintained a posture until his arms were sore and his head was sweating profusely, but he did not give up.

Fang Ping, who was watching this scene not far away, nodded with a smile like an old man. Once this person has a goal, he will have the motivation to persevere.

Through his precepts and deeds, and the gift of swords, Fang Ying already has a goal of becoming the world's number one heroine. For this goal, Xiao Nizi gets up early in the morning to practice swords these days, and she has to practice one posture for more than an hour. , eating and drinking water are all practicing, and his perseverance is not insignificant.

In case Xiao Nizi is only warming up for 3 minutes, Fang usually has to go out of the room to take a look at it from time to time.

"Persevere, the second brother will rely on you to support him when he gets old."

Turning around and returning to the house, Fang Ping called out his attribute panel.

【Name: Fang Ping】

【Realm: Four Stage Marrow Washing Realm】

[Martial Arts: Turtle Breath Breathing Technique (Perfect), Strengthening Physical Skills (Slightly Successful)]

【Vision point: 122 points】

Both martial arts are dark gray and cannot be upgraded.

But it won't take long to accumulate enough visualization points for upgrading.Fang Ping's plan is that whenever he enters the realm of the upper third rank, he will leave Shanyang County and go to Daze Prefecture.

The small Shanyang County is not where he stays for a long time. Bai Yunfei is in a hurry to reach the seventh rank of Martial Arts. Kunpeng Zhizhi has gone to the rivers and lakes. Fang Ping also wants to see how exciting this world is.

Time flies, half a month has passed between day and night.The past half month was calm and peaceful, until noon of the day, when a carriage entered the alley where Fang Ping was.

More than twenty guards surrounded the carriage.

"Sir, it's here."

As the carriage stopped in front of the courtyard, a handsome young man in a black brocade robe stepped out of the carriage.

He looked at the surrounding environment. It was not as good as the prosperous and luxurious places in the inner city, but it was much better than the environment in the outer city.

The young man winked, and a guard knocked on the courtyard door understandingly.

"Who?"

Fang Ying, who was practicing swords in the courtyard, opened the courtyard door in shock.

The young man stepped forward, bypassed Fang Ying, and walked into the courtyard as if returning to his own home. What caught his eyes were a few tile-roofed houses. Vigilant big black dog.

Then there was an extremely huge monster with deep purple mane, four hooves like tiger claws, and sharp teeth like long swords in its mouth.

"Heterogeneous BMW!" The young man said solemnly, "It really is true..."

A few days ago, he received a report from his subordinates that someone in Shanyang County appeared on a different breed of BMW.You know, in the past few decades, there has only been one exotic BMW in Shanyang County, which is the mount of Lianjiabao Lianfeihu.

"Who are you?" Fang Ying asked.

"Don't worry about who I am. You have an elder brother named Fang Ping. He is an eighth-rank martial artist. He used to be a member of the Fuwei Escort. He moved to the inner city last year. Am I right?" the young man said in a breath. , He had carefully investigated it before coming.

"Yes, Fang Ping is my second brother." Fang Ying nodded.

"Let him come out, I have something to discuss with him." The young man urged Fang Ying in an orderly tone.

"No, I'm coming out." Fang Ping suddenly walked out of the house, and when the young man walked into the yard to look around, Fang Ping heard movement.

The young man's eyes froze. The young man who came was a few years younger than himself, but his burly body, strong and distinct muscles, and thick and powerful arms all showed an aura that should not be provoked.

"Brother Fang, don't blame me for coming here uninvited." The young man smiled and cupped his hands kindly.

Fang Ping patted Fang Ying's little head, motioned him to go back to the house, and asked the young man indifferently, "Tell me, who are you? What do you want me to do? Listen to what you and my little sister said, You seem to have investigated me and know a lot about me."

That alone made Fang Ping's eyes turn cold.

To investigate a person for no reason, what is this for?Fang Ping would never let the young man go if he didn't reveal how ugly he was.

"Not long ago, the imperial court ordered warriors to go to the yamen to register their names. In the yamen archives, I saw a dossier that recorded brother Fang's information, and the records were very detailed." The young man replied with a smile.

"What evidence is there? Can anyone read the yamen file?"

"Ordinary people can't do it, but I can. My father is the magistrate of Shanyang County."

"Then why are you here?"

The young man pondered for a while, and said: "I wonder if Brother Fang has the intention to come to the Yamen to serve as an errand? With Brother Fang's strength of the eighth rank of martial arts, the official clothes of the ninth rank black clothes are more than enough."

"Not interested." Fang Ping said straightforwardly: "You should just speak up, I don't like to beat around the bush."

Wu Qingyuan was displeased. He is the son of the county magistrate. There is no more noble young man than him in Shanyang County. He can condescend. People are unhappy.

"Since that's the case, I'll just tell you the truth. If he's sensible, it's okay. If he doesn't know what's good, don't blame me..."

Thinking in this way, Wu Qingyuan looked at the exotic BMW in the yard, "Soon, it will be the [-]th birthday of Master Futai. Master Futai is an upright official, benefiting all parties, and is deeply loved. My father is going to celebrate his birthday, but If the birthday gift is gold and silver, antique calligraphy and painting, the Futai Master will definitely not accept it. But as far as I know, the Futai Master loves horses like his life."

Hearing this, Fang Ping doesn't know what this guy is here for. He is using a different kind of BMW to give gifts.

Take my horse and use your connections?

Fang Ping sneered: "The county magistrate's filial piety is commendable, but I thought that the gift is not about the value, but the heart. Isn't there a saying that goes, "Goose feathers are sent thousands of miles away, but the gift is light and the affection is important"? The magistrate can take a feather with him. "

Wu Qingyuan is angry, what is filial piety?Cursing around the bush, right? In the second half of Fang Ping's words, he actually asked his father and son to bring their hair down to celebrate the birthday of Master Futai.

What are the consequences?He was accused of treason because he stepped into the door with his right foot, and then he ransacked the whole family and wiped out all the nine clans?

The fist in the cuff loosened and tightened, and Wu Qingyuan tried his best to suppress his anger: "1 taels of silver, plus the official clothes of the nine-rank Black Clothes. If you agree, I will take the horse away now."

"You can't take it away." It's not that Fang Ping looks down on this Wu Qingyuan, but Liu Wuye is still a disciple of the Martial Dao Sect, a strong man in the fourth-grade marrow washing state, because he coveted the exotic BMW, he became greedy, and now he has already drank the soup up.

"I've said so much, but you still don't agree? Then don't blame me..." Wu Qingyuan lost his patience and took a step back. The twenty guards who came with him, like dragons and tigers, entered the yard one after another and surrounded him. Fang Ping.

(End of this chapter)