Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 404; Heavenly Soldier Artifact Recognition [[-] words]

It is easy to talk about condensing supernatural power seeds with the primordial spirit, but it is difficult to implement them.

Although the villain of Yuanshen in Fang Ping's sea of ​​knowledge is radiant and powerful, but he is subject to the limit of his cultivation level, compared with those old monsters of Yuanshen who have lived for thousands of years, he is not a star and a half behind. This primordial spirit is the source of power, and to condense the supernatural power seeds, it is necessary to promote the great transformation and sublimation of the primordial spirit villain.

"It would be great if at this time, I could get a method aimed at the level of the primordial spirit..."

He just thought about it, the exercises that are purely aimed at the spiritual level of the primordial spirit are rare in the world.

"I'm still young, and I have more time. While collecting methods that can transform the primordial spirit, at the same time sharpen the primordial spirit, sharpen the knife and chop wood."

Fang Ping calmed down, got rid of distracting thoughts, and devoted all his energy to the process of polishing the villain of the soul.

two months later.

Daxuan.

In the half a year since Fang Ping left Daxuan, Daxuan, which is located on the edge of the 33 kingdoms of the human race, has not undergone much change, and there are only a few major events worthy of attention. The family has supported a group of supernatural martial saints to establish a thousand-year-old family, spreading branches and leaves, and multiplying blood.

Maybe thousands of years later, these thousand-year-old families supported by the Daxuan royal family will also become cancerous tumors living in the Daxuan territory, but everything in this world is like a reincarnation, you can reverse it for a while, but you can't change it The general situation, at least for now, those thousand-year-old families supported by the Daxuan royal family still respect the Daxuan royal family and obey their orders.

As long as the Daxuan royal family does not decline, such a rock-solid rule can at least be maintained smoothly for hundreds of years.

There is another big event, and that is Wushuang City. Wushuang City is a well-known holy land of swordsmanship in Daxuan. Its prosperity lasts forever, and many thousand-year-old families are dwarfed by comparison.

But just a month ago, on the way back to Wushuang City with the legendary sword "Wu Shuangjian" inherited from Wushuang City, the Wushuang Sword got rid of the control of the ancestor of Wushuang City like a psychic , fell into the hands of a woman who seemed to have condensed the seed of supernatural power not long ago.

The supernatural ancestor of Wushuang City was furious and asked the woman to return the Wushuang sword.

It should be known that this Wushuang sword was forged by the first ancestors of Wushuang City. It has been sacrificed for thousands of years. The grade may have touched the category of divine weapons. The ancestor took the Wushuang sword to go out, just to follow the rules of the Wushuang city for thousands of years, to sacrifice the Wushuang sword every hundred years.

This sword was psychic, drank enough blood, and fell into a deep sleep, but this time it was strange, after the blood sacrifice, it flew out on its own initiative, and fell into the woman's hand as if choosing the master.

What is even more interesting to talk about is that although the woman had just condensed the supernatural power seeds, her aura was not stable, but she held the Wushuang sword and cut off an arm of the supernatural ancestor of Wushuang city with one sword, scaring the supernatural power old man of Wushuang city. Zu panicked and fled back to Wushuang City like a bereaved dog. Later, in order to regain Wushuangjian, he rushed to the capital of Daxuan and asked the royal family of Daxuan for help.

For a long time, Wushuang City has maintained inextricable ties with the Daxuan royal family, and has forged several spiritual weapons for the Daxuan royal family. Recapturing the Wushuang Sword for his Wushuang City will forge a sword for the Daxuan royal family for a hundred years.

Several supernatural ancestors of the Daxuan royal family discussed it, and thought that the woman had not long condensed the supernatural power seed, and all she relied on was the Wushuang sword to recognize the master, and the power of the Wushuang sword was a bit of a threat.

So ever.

On this day, the Ji family dispatched three supernatural ancestors, led by Ji Qingfeng, to arrive at Wushuang City.

Sensing the aura of several Ji family's supernatural ancestors, the supernatural ancestor of Wushuang City flew to the sky, and said with a bitter smile: "Thank you, three fellow Taoists, I will keep my promise in Wushuang City, and I hope the three fellow Taoists will help you!" I, Wushuang City, took back the Wushuang Sword, so that after the old man dies, he can face the ancestors of Wushuang City."

Ji Qingfeng glanced at the supernatural ancestor of Wushuang City with one sleeve empty, and comforted him: "Brother Dugu is serious, Wushuang City and my Ji family have been friends for generations, and everyone knows that Wushuang Sword is an inheritance of Wushuang City. My Ji Since the family is the master of Daxuan, it should uphold justice for Wushuang City, but where is that person? If he leaves Daxuan, my Ji family will be helpless."

The first thing most people think of after obtaining the Heavenly Armament Divine Artifact is to find a place to hide, or to leave Daxuan.

But seeing the supernatural ancestor of the Dugu family said firmly: "Brother Ji, don't worry, that temptress is still in the Daxuan territory. Although the Wushuang sword was... snatched by her, the old man has a way to sense the position of the Wushuang sword."

"Then ask Brother Dugu to lead the way." Ji Qingfeng hummed.

Under the leadership of the supernatural ancestor of Wushuang City, a group of people crossed mountains and ridges, and within half a day, they crossed several states and came to an unknown mountain in Daxuan.

On the top of a mountain in the depths of the mountain, a 27-year-old woman in an elegant robe stood there, concentrating on polishing the supernatural power seeds that had not been condensed in her body, and the breeze blew, and the skirt rolled, revealing a pair of clothes She has slender and tall jade legs in black net stockings. She has mature curves, exquisite bumps, and her skin can be broken by blowing bullets, with a crystal luster.

A face that can be called neither enchanting nor voluptuous, unparalleled in beauty.

Seemingly feeling something, Tantai Qingluo opened her eyes, her phoenix pupils glowed brightly, and the moonlight subdued in them looked out of the mountain, and said, "Someone is here?"

A voice replied: "Someone is here, and there are more than one."

Tantai Qingluo frowned tightly.

Whoosh!Whoosh!
Four figures came through the air, and stood in the sky not far away in an instant.

Among them, the one-armed old man with an empty sleeve, when he saw the female suzerain standing on the top of the mountain, gritted his teeth, his beard and hair stretched out, and shouted: "Witch! Return the Wushuang sword to the old man!"

Without the Wushuang sword, how could there be any face in Wushuang City to call itself the Wushuang City. For the woman below who took away the Wushuang Sword, the supernatural ancestor of the Dugu family hated it to the bone.

"Is this the thing you're talking about?" Tantai Qingluo raised her right hand, out of thin air a three-foot-nine-inch long sword emerged out of the palm, as bright as a torch, spotless, with a golden hilt.

This sword has not recovered yet, but there is a murderous aura that breaks everything and splits the world.

When she condensed the seeds of supernatural powers, this sword came out of the sky, and she was recognized as it. According to which one existed in the body, this was her chance. This sword recognized her as the master, and this was her thing.

The mistress herself thought so too.

"Wushuang Sword..." Seeing the Wushuang Sword, the supernatural ancestor of the Dugu family, his eyes were red and his body trembled. He couldn't understand why he had worshiped this sword for thousands of years in Wushuang City, and no one could control it, and no one could subdue it , Why did he recognize the Lord overnight and choose an outsider? He could not accept this kind of result anyway.

Fortunately, today he moved in several supernatural ancestors from the Ji family.

There are several supernatural ancestors of the Ji family seeking justice for Wushuang City!
"Brother Ji, do you think this temptress stole my Wushuang City Sword...Brother Ji?"

The supernatural ancestor of the Dugu family suddenly discovered that the three supernatural ancestors of the Ji family he had invited had strange expressions and were secretly communicating with each other.

At this moment, Ji Qingfeng walked out, treated the female suzerain with extra courtesy, bowed his hands solemnly, and asked, "Excuse me, this girl, do you know Fang Ping, the elder of Ji's family?"

The first time he saw Tantai Qingluo, he remembered it, where did he see it, and where did he see it?Of course it was when Fang Ping took Tantai Qingluo to the Imperial Palace in Kyoto not long ago.

"Yes." Tantai Qingluo nodded slightly.

"That's it." Ji Qingfeng squeezed a cold sweat secretly, but fortunately he didn't make a move as soon as he came up, or else he would...

He looked at the supernatural ancestor of the Dugu family with cold eyes, and said: "My Ji family can't do anything about this matter. For the sake of acquaintance, I also advise you, good birds choose trees to live in, and the same is true for heavenly weapons. For thousands of years in your Wushuang City, no one has been able to control Wushuangjian, but today Wushuangjian chooses the master to serve him, because of his strength, he cannot force it."

The supernatural ancestor of the Dugu family shook his head dumbfounded. Isn't this reminding him not to try to escape back to Wushuangjian? How can it be done? This Wushuangjian is the sword inherited from Wushuang City, and its importance Still above him, the supernatural ancestor of the Dugu family, he said ferociously: "The divine weapon of heavenly soldiers chooses the master and serves it. It is a thing without a master. It is different from the Wushuang sword. This sword is the inheritance of my Wushuang sword!"

Ji Qingfeng frowned, the old guy was stubborn and obsessed, what else could he say, turned around, and flew away with the remaining two supernatural ancestors of the Ji family.

"Okay! You Ji family doesn't care, I'll go find someone else." The supernatural ancestor of the Dugu family cursed angrily.

Tantai Qingluo also sensed the thoughts of the supernatural ancestor of the Dugu family. She has been in charge of the Mingyue Palace for many years, and she has never been a soft-hearted and indecisive woman.

Under the influence of that one in her body for a long time, she has also quietly undergone some changes in her temperament.

boom!
In the blink of an eye, the three supernatural ancestors of the Ji family flew to the outside of the mountain. Hearing the sound, they turned their heads and saw the sword light in their eyes.

After one strike, the body of the supernatural ancestor of the Dugu family burst into a line of blood from the center of his eyebrows, then continued to the whole body, and then exploded into blood mist and powder with a whoosh.

"I'm afraid that Dugu Xing's bad luck will end. He has lived a long time, and he can't even tell who can be offended and who can't be offended. Persuasion is useless." Ji Qingfeng sighed. .

……

Outside the emperor's tomb.

Thousands of supernatural powers and martial saints from various regions of Kyushu and different countries gathered together and scattered in this world.

Some people came to join in the fun, and some people came to fish in troubled waters, expecting some miracles to happen, and to fish in troubled waters to reap some benefits.

This is only on the surface.

In the dark, one voice after another communicated:

"Opportunities in the Great Emperor's Tomb are rare in all ages. It's boring for me to wait here. Let's take a gamble and see which family's inheritance will end up in the Great Emperor's Tomb."

As soon as these words came out, the figures in the dark were all moved.

"In my opinion, the fate in the tomb of the Great Emperor is due to my Black Demon Sect!" A majestic figure with a figure like a god and a demon stood in the darkness, his voice was like a bell, and he said firmly.

"My Celestial Corpse Sect's supernatural powers and Martial Saints are not weaker than your Black Demon Sect."

"Why don't fellow Taoists of the Great Luo Sect speak?" A figure asked.

It was a middle-aged man in a white robe wearing a star crown and facing an elegant face. He was Zhou Haotong, the ancestor of the Martial God of the Da Luozong. Ask him loudly, but he also doesn't say a word, his eyes are cold, the reason is very simple, Gu Xuantian is dead!
Gu Xuantian, who is carrying three seeds of taboo supernatural powers, is the most outstanding of several supernatural martial saints who have entered the tomb of the great Luozong this time. None of the supernatural martial saints who condensed three taboo supernatural power seeds.

It is only in this golden world, where the aura returns and the rare golden world can give birth to such a peerless martial sage. Such a peerless martial sage who bears the inheritance of the Great Luozong and has been given high hopes, just died like this. How can Zhou Haotong not angry.

"If you die in the many murderous opportunities in the emperor's tomb, that's fine."

"But if it's artificial, no matter who he is, he will have to pay for it!"

Zhou Haotong, whose elegant face was covered with piercing musculature and murderous intent, roared furiously in his heart.

Seeing this, the figures standing in the dark made various speculations tacitly.

The ancestor of the Martial God of the Ancient Demon Clan gloated and smiled, but he still didn't know how long it would take for him to do the same.

……

Half a year passed by like a fleeting moment.

Fang Ping sat in the corner of the inner hall of the Taoist temple, and hadn't stopped practicing for more than half a year. After more than half a year of refining and polishing, the primordial spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness became brighter and brighter.

But it is too difficult to have a big transformation and a big sublimation.

【Name: Fang Ping】

[Cultivation: Supernatural Martial Saint (two supreme supernatural seeds)]

[Martial Arts: Turtle Breath Breathing Technique (Peerless 80%), Physical Strength (Peerless (80%), Furnace Cultivation (Peerless)]

【Vision point: 1322 points】

Fang Ping, who had withdrawn from cultivation, looked at the attribute panel that hadn’t appeared in front of him for a long time, and said in thought: “My current energy is all on the primordial spirit. Furnace cultivation, you can let it go for a while. When I condense the third supreme supernatural power seed with my soul, I will raise the rank of these three health cultivation methods."

People without thought, he must worry about.

So every time he takes a step, he will examine himself and make a plan.

Just like this moment.

In the hall, Fang Ping did not see the supernatural martial sage who entered the second test with him being sent back, which means that he has passed the second test for nearly a year, and no one has left yet. Go to the end of the sea of ​​clouds.

Qi Ling Boy was also disappointed by this.

"Brother Wang, you are really hardworking. This meditation took more than half a year."

Lin Ao stepped forward and said, "What does this second test look like? After such a long time, except for Brother Wang... no one passed. It's too weird."

Fang Ping smiled and replied: "Didn't I tell you before that I was lucky enough to pass the second test, and this luck is also a part of strength. For example, you, your strength is still the same as that of your eldest niece. Above, but you didn't even pass the first test, this person, sometimes you just have to believe in fate, if you don't believe it, you can't do it."

Lin Ao:? ? ?
It seems very reasonable. Whether luck is important or not is unquestionable. People with great luck can go all the way to the top and skyrocket. All kinds of good luck and martial arts inheritance come to your door one after another. But luck is not good People, no matter how talented and potential they are, will waste their lives and struggle.

Three months later, the second test ended.

The supernatural martial saint who failed the second test was sent back to the hall by Qi Ling boy.

Fang Ping's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he stared at several figures, namely Jiang Shengxue, Shi Jiuyou, and Chen Feng. If you don't kill them, it would be a disaster if you keep them, but you can kill these people in full view and go out. After that, there will be more trouble.

"What if I kill all the people who witnessed it...and then say that the emperor's evil thoughts are causing the trouble?"

"It doesn't seem right. The top ten demon sects and the nine great Xuanzong's martial god giants won't believe my words, and they may cast some soul-searching spells and supernatural powers on me."

Fang Ping had a headache, and decided to endure it for the time being, and let a few people go.

Looking at Jiang Shengxue who failed to pass the second test and returned to the main hall, Chen Feng, the descendant of the Sword God Valley, and Shi Jiuyou, the three of them felt the meaning of judgment coming from Fang Ping's eyes, with a murderous intent, and all the hair on their bodies fell down. Standing upright, after a few breaths, he was relieved to see that Fang Ping didn't intend to do anything, but he didn't dare to be careless for a moment.

"Brother Wang." Geng Yangzi said unwillingly; "I... failed when I reached the extreme sky water, you...but..."

"I'm luckier than you. I passed through the water of the extreme sky, and then walked to the end of the sea of ​​clouds." Fang Ping's voice was not low, and the eyes of the dozens of martial saints who were about to return to the hall were wide open, and they couldn't believe it.

Jiang Shengxue's beautiful eyes shrank, and her silver teeth chattered: "He...passed the second test? That's right, he has two seeds of supreme supernatural powers in his body, and he has also condensed the taboo existence of the primordial spirit. Then this great emperor Inheritance of the tomb, just..."

Chen Feng and Shi Jiuyou also took a breath in shock.

Until Fang Ping said: "I failed the third test. It seems that no one can take away the inheritance in the emperor's tomb."

Geng Yangzi was surprised, and blurted out: "Even Fellow Daoist Wang Teng stopped at the third test? If so, the test set by the emperor... no one in the world can pass it, or it may be... this The great emperor played tricks and left no...inheritance at all, so he set a test that no one can pass."

The voice was a little low, he was afraid that Qi Ling boy would hear it.

But Qi Ling boy could hear clearly, and he was too lazy to have general knowledge.

(End of this chapter)