Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 348;

Fang Ping didn't leave in a hurry, and looked at the blue treasure boat with great interest, and within a few jumps, he arrived at the old man on the rock below.

"Old man Gan Haoyuan, I don't know how to call you?"

Looking up at Fang Ping, who was standing on the back of the alien spirit beast and bird, the old man in the crane cloak asked, clasping his hands.

With a stern expression on his face, Fang replied: "Anonymous people, if you have something to say, just say it, don't beat around the bush."

This attitude made the old man Hexi feel uneasy. He is not a person without vision. The young man in black standing on the back of a different kind of spirit beast and bird is by no means someone who can be easily provoked. His aura of Yuanting and Yuezhi, his physique as tall as a dragon , all of which show that this is a ruthless person, but he also understands Xun Yifei's temperament, disobeying the other party's order, and returning to Xun's house will make him suffer.

To put it bluntly, he is a servant of the Xun family, and there are servants who dare not obey the master's orders.

"Please look, Your Excellency, standing on that boat is my son, who was born in the Xun family. The Xun family is one of the three major families in Yanzhou. You must have heard of it. My son means that the dozens of little green dragons The fish species belong to you, but the little green dragon fish king must be kept." After the old man in the crane cloak finished speaking, he observed the change in the expression of the young man in black.

Children of the family?

The corners of Fang Ping's mouth curled up, and he looked at Xun Yifei who was standing on the boat. He had a dignified temperament, with a crown on his hair and a brocade belt in his robes. It can be seen that the status in the Xun family is not low.

In a thousand-year-old family, the distinction between the descendant and the concubine depends on the power of the blood in the body. If the blood is weak, even if he is the son of the patriarch, his status will not be too high. This is also the main reason why the thousand-year-old family is so prosperous. The mediocre, unless they have been mediocre for several generations, will not be able to catch up.

Looking away, Fang Ping sneered and said, "That's it, dare to ask, does the Xun family have a supernatural martial sage who came to Qinglong Lake? Or came to Hongjiang Mansion?"

"Your Excellency, you are joking. This time, the young master came to Qinglong Lake, and only the old man was guarding him."

Fang Ping was thoughtful, the three great families in Yanzhou were all founded by the supernatural martial saints, and they belonged to the bloodline descendants of the supernatural martial saints. With the lifespan of a martial sage with supernatural powers, he would not be far from death if he lived to be over a thousand years old. He could send himself away even with a single cough.

It can be inferred from this that [-]% of the supernatural martial saints who created the Xun family, Li family, and Luo family are all dead. Before the great change of the world and the return of spiritual energy, he had no choice but to fight to the death, wanting to drag the leader of the Tianwu League on the road together before he died.

"What do you want to do so much, the Xun family is not worthy of fear from someone on our side!"

With a smile, Fang Ping ignored the old man Hecloak, and asked Xun Yifei who was on the big boat in the distance: "If Fang doesn't give it, what should you do?"

The sound was loud and loud, like a torrential river, and the thunder of the sky, shaking the keel of the ship so that it was about to be shattered.

Xun Yifei, whose eardrums rumbled and suffered severe pain, turned livid, looked around, feeling a little embarrassed, completely unaware of the power gap between himself and Fang Ping, still humming as a child of an aristocratic family: "I advise Your Excellency It's better to think twice before acting, it doesn't matter if you don't give me face, but if you don't put the Xun family in your eyes, you will never end well."

The threat is self-evident.

Fang Ying could already hear the smell, and gritted her teeth and stared at someone. With that posture, she wished she could swallow him alive.

"It's hard for you, even the Xun family has moved out."

Fang Ping said calmly, a gap was opened in his big hand with the vitality that had not dissipated, and the fallen little Qinglong Yuwang fell into the lake dying, saying: "You are right, the Xun family Fang cannot afford to offend a thousand-year-old family."

Xun Yifei smiled wide-eyed, stood up and glanced at the people on the big boat.

Ling Baichuan lowered his head in disappointment, and thought to himself; "I've lost my sight, I didn't expect this person to be so rich and jaded..."

"Second brother, we obviously got this first, why should we give it up to him." Fang Ying clenched her fists and muttered dissatisfied.

Fang Ping remained silent, his feet sank, and the alien spirit beast and bird made a long cry, and flew away with flapping wings.

Seeing the distance gradually disappearing into the black spot on the horizon, Xun Yifei said with a hearty smile: "The value of this little green dragon fish species is far above the ordinary grade of martial arts elixir. Bring it back to the family, add medicinal materials, and cook it into a big meal to help me practice."

Just when he was overwhelmed with pride, a tall young man with a mane piercing into the sky, looking domineeringly like a white knife out of its scabbard, a supernatural and powerful young man, stepped out of the sky and appeared in the headspace.

Everyone changed color in horror.

"Supernatural Martial Saint!"

Xun Yifei's liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

"Little Qinglong Fish King."

Fang Ping, who put on the Xuantianzong Jiangchen vest, stared at the little Qinglong Yuwang who was brought back to the big boat by the old man in the crane, and asked with a smile; "I want this thing! Who agrees?" , who objected?"

There was no sound, and everyone turned their attention to Xun Yifei, who was pale.

"Supernatural Martial Saint...Damn it, how could this Qinglong Lake attract a supernatural martial saint, a majestic supernatural martial saint, what are you doing here in Qinglong Lake, there are so many opportunities in Daxuan, why do you have to come to snatch me! "

Xun Yifei complained endlessly, and then said cautiously: "Xun Yifei from the Xun family in Yanzhou, I have met senior."

Fang Ping frowned, and shouted like thunder: "Shu Zi, how dare you oppose me!"

Xun Yifei:? ? ?
When did he object? Although he was unwilling to be wronged in every possible way, he knew how much a martial sage with supernatural powers is, and he was about to dedicate this little green dragon fish king to the martial sages with supernatural powers above. What is the relationship between a little green dragon fish king and the supernatural martial saint above.

But that angry shout shattered his internal organs, his head was numb, and he watched the supernatural martial sage above, pointing it out, his body drifted away like smoke, and exploded into ashes, leaving no trace behind.

"Young master..." The old man in the crane cloak looked at all this in a daze.

Ling Baichuan shouted happily, a good death!The young lord who made you call and drink here and there has met a ruthless person.

"The generation of ants dare to oppose this seat!"

Fang Ping, who obliterated Xun Yifei, the son of the family, imprisoned the little green dragon fish king in the air, and left with the wind.

If you don't reach the realm of Martial Saints, you can't fly in the air, but the Grand Master of Martial Dao is enough to travel thousands of feet out of nothingness, even thousands of feet away. It landed on the back of the alien spirit beast and bird that was parked in the sky and waited for his return.

Seeing the second brother come back, Fang Ying cheered, "Second brother, you can fly, and you even snatched back the big fish."

"It's just living in emptiness. Compared with flying to the sky, there is still a huge gap." Fang Ping looked at the inner space of the Qiankun sword ring. It was more than a dozen square meters, which had been filled with dozens of small blue dragon fish species. He couldn't hold it anymore, so he had no choice but to wrap the little blue dragon fish king with the vitality of heaven and earth.

"I know why I gave up the big fish to the family's children in the first place, instead of leaving in a hurry, and I didn't kill it on the spot, but gave up the big fish, and after I left, I changed my appearance and rushed to kill it Kill, take back the big fish?" Fang Ping straightened his body and issued a soul torture.

Xiao Nizi also showed a stern expression, nodded slightly, and said: "I know!"

"Then tell me, why?"

"The aristocratic family is very powerful. I heard it when I was in Mingyue Palace. Second brother, you are invincible in the world. You must not be afraid, but I am not as powerful as second brother. So you are setting an example to tell me, facing the monstrous background. When facing an enemy, you can bow your head, and if you have the ability to kill the opponent, you can't reveal your true identity."

After Fang Ying finished answering the question, her neck stretched out and her eyes widened.

"Much better than that little fairy." Fang Ping patted Xiao Nizi's head in relief, giving her approval.

a day later.

On a lake island in the depths of Qinglong Lake, Fang Ping operates the kiln of raising furnaces. Using his body as a furnace, the phantom image of an ancient tripod rises, with three legs and two ears. Vitality was poured into it, and then the little blue dragon fish king and dozens of little blue dragon fish species were refined like alchemy.

Not long after, the little blue dragon fish king and dozens of small blue dragon fish species were wiped out in ashes, with no flesh and bones left, and the smelted red gas was like blood like jade, and the rays of light were endless.

"Come on, refine this ray of dragon blood and see how much it can make you stronger."

The majestic and bright crimson gas is obviously derived from the dragon blood in dozens of small blue dragon fish species. To be precise, most of it comes from that little blue dragon fish king. The thin dragon's blood also contains extremely huge energy, which is incomparable to most low-grade martial arts elixir.

With Fang Ying's current cultivation base, she still can't suppress this ray of dragon blood. Fortunately, Fang Ping is her guardian.

Half a day later, Fang Ying digested the ray of dragon blood in her body. The blood in her body was boiling like boiling tea, and the bones all over her body were crackling. When she opened her eyes, she let out a dragon cry. After roaring, he broke through the current shackles and reached the second transformation of the Heavenly Human Realm with great momentum.

Then the momentum continued unabated, and it came to an abrupt end at the third transformation of the Heaven-Human Realm. The qi and blood reflected from the pores of her flesh and blood gathered together to outline an indistinct phantom of a long dragon of qi and blood.

Standing tall and full of strength, Fang Ying clenched her delicate fists and waved her true energy. With hundreds of tangible and intangible palm strengths, wrapped in a strong wind, blasted water columns several meters high on the lake. .

"Second brother, what state are you in now?"

"It's better not to say it, I'm afraid you will lose all hope if you say it." Fang Ping shook his head.

……

Shenzong 44 years, mid-September.

In the no man's land outside Yanzhou.

It is well known that there are many gods, ghosts and ghosts in the no-man's land. Fang Ping had already fallen into a source of mysteries in the no-man's land. If he hadn't met the unfathomable Gongsun Yuan, he might have It has been lost in the source of the mysterious and has become a part of the source of the mysterious.

Fang Ping, who left Qinglong Lake, wandered around several county mansions in Yanzhou along the way, and came across a piece of news that a bronze sacred monument appeared in the uninhabited land bordering Yanzhou and Muzhou. Its age may be traced back thousands of years. Years ago, even tens of thousands of years ago, martial saints who attracted supernatural powers flocked here.

The strange thing is that the bronze stele is oppressive to martial saints with supernatural powers, and only warriors below the martial saint are allowed to approach. Warriors who reach the bronze stele will get some kind of item, which is all-encompassing, and even has martial arts and profound arts. Bing, a high-grade martial arts elixir, a rare elixir in the world.

Martial saints with supernatural powers can't get close, and the ancient degree can be traced back thousands of years ago. No matter which one it is, it attracts Fang Ping to find out.

To be on the safe side, Fang Ping was using Xuantianzong Jiang Chen's vest, even a martial sage with supernatural powers might not be able to see any flaws.

"Second brother, your disguise technique is really good." In Fang Ying's eyes, the second brother is soaring and unrestrained, his expression is unsurpassed, his facial features are like knives and axes, and his hands are behind his back. A sense of amazement.

"Trying around the bush that I'm not good-looking, do you think I can't tell?" Fang Ping glared at Xiao Nizi, and shouted, "Remember me, my current identity is Jiang Chen, the True Inheritance of Xuantian Sect, don't call me Second brother, call me Brother Jiang, your identity is the ninth generation disciple of Xuantianzong, if you miss the trap, I will give you a discounted leg!"

Fang Ying pursed her mouth, which brother would break his sister's legs if he opened his mouth and shut his mouth: "Got it!"

"Put me the mask!"

"Oh." Fang Ying put on a fox mask with grievances, and even changed her skirt to white. The big eyes turned straight, danced behind the mask, and shouted: "Not good!"

Fang Ping:? ? ?
"Wearing a mask, wouldn't I be unable to eat?"

"The sky is clear today, don't force me to slap you!"

……

Under the barren and barren sky, a bronze monument that was no more than ten feet high and no more than one foot wide, covered with mottled marks, and rusted and rotted, stood there quietly.

Judging from the ravines in the nearby land and the traces of collapse and sinking, this is a stone tablet buried deep in the ground.

The whole body of the stone tablet is dull and dull, but hundreds of thousands of ancient characters are branded on the surface, which are as obscure as tadpoles, unrestrained, specious, and it is impossible to recognize what is written. The ancient historical atmosphere, rich and vast, carries through the past and the present.

It seems to pull people into the distant and unknown years.

At this time, the warriors gathered in the nearby area were scattered all over the mountains and plains, and there were probably three or four thousand warriors from different states.

"Congratulations to Elder Lin Yang, you are blessed with destiny, and your luck is like a dragon. You actually got the spirit weapon from the bronze god tablet."

"I think this spirit weapon is brilliant and brilliant. It must be a top quality spirit weapon. With this spirit weapon in hand, brother Lin Yang can look down on martial saints and be invincible."

"Yes, brother Lin Yang is a rare unicorn in hundreds of years in my Lin family. He is full of talent and amazing talent. The head of the family said that within a hundred years, brother Lin Yang will definitely be able to condense the seeds of supernatural powers and become a martial artist." field."

……

More than a dozen disciples of the Lin family flattered the one in front of them without hesitation in vocabulary.

Many warriors present were also sighing, only to see that Lin Yang was imposing, radiant, wearing a black green robe and a purple gold crown on his head. A ring-sized diamond ring.

The palm-sized vajra ring is perfectly round, flawless and unstained, carved like mutton fat jade, unstained by the slightest dust, shining brightly, and there is a mysterious inspiration visible to the naked eye in the sparkling light.

"It's really lucky. I walked three or four times in front of the bronze god tablet, and I only got one secret book of exercises, which is only a little bit better than the superior skills I practiced. It's better not to give it."

"Who says it's not, I also got a palm martial art."

"The Lin family is a thousand-year-old family, and Lin Yang is the most outstanding martial arts wizard in the Lin family for hundreds of years. I guess this bronze god tablet is given something based on personal talent and aptitude. If the aptitude potential is not enough, naturally you can't get it." Good stuff."

"Damn it, I thought the world would change drastically, and the aura could skyrocket after returning to the tide, but it turned out to be the same."

……

There was a lot of noise.

The long cry of piercing gold and cracking stones came suddenly.

The alien spirit beasts and birds that flew over were extremely handsome, with a beak and black tail, and claws like iron hooks.

"The strength of this alien spirit beast is not weak, so who is standing on it?"

Everyone looked at a man and a woman on the back of the big bird. The man's face was stern, his eyes were like meteors, and his bones exuded a kind of fierce and contemptuous light, and his aura was as deep as the sea, so that no one dared to underestimate him. And the young girl standing on the back of the big bird with the man was dressed in white, with a slender figure and a fox mask.

Fang Ping stood tall like a mountain, his body was tall and mighty, and he could swallow mountains and rivers. He looked at the bronze stele, which was more than ten feet high and one foot wide, covered with rust, and his heart couldn't help being shocked.

The ancient breath of time pouring out of the bronze divine tablet is beyond words to describe, and it looks like something that lasts forever and is immortal.

The engraved characters on the surface of the stele are also difficult to read.

Gathering his mind, Fang Ping jumped to the ground.

Fang Ying followed closely behind. After landing her feet on the ground, she babbled twice in a tasteless manner.

"When you walk in front of the bronze stele, you can get something. Martial arts, elixirs, magic weapons, everything you need, you might as well give it a try."

Not far away, a handsome young man with delicate eyebrows said, clasping his hands.

"Then what good things did you get?" Fang Ying blurted out.

"My luck is shallow, I only got a volume of martial arts and profound arts, the girl is beautiful, and my luck is destined to be above me."

Hearing someone praise her, Fang Ying's face was arrogant, and her cheeks were still a little red, and she glanced at her second brother.

Fang Ping looked at the young man who looked like a dog, and his cultivation was at the level of a master.

"Second...Brother Jiang, I'll try it."

Fang Ying, who almost called her wrong, changed her name in time and asked for instructions.

"be honest."

Fang Ping did not act rashly, he believed what he heard, and saw is believing. He would not rush to the bronze monument until he confirmed it with his own eyes.

(End of this chapter)