Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 416; The method of avoiding catastrophe [[-] words]

"My patriarch is not malicious, you stop first!"

If the words of Patriarch Baiyi fell into Fang Ping's ears, it would be the same as a man behind him chasing you for ten streets with a kitchen knife, yelling loudly that you should stop, I won't chop you.

For this reason, Fang Ping spared no effort and tried his best to sacrifice the golden spear chariot.

The radiant golden chariot, under his full sacrifice, reflected the phantom of the divine dragon and true phoenix, which dimmed the sky with a radius of tens of miles.

Along the way, the sea of ​​clouds was pierced, the atmosphere was split, and the aftermath of the air waves produced made the ground below crumbling and dust flying.

Ordinary martial gods might not even be able to see his headlights.

The patriarch of the Baiyi tribe was shocked. He is a martial god of the fourth rank, and the condensed form is a mysterious form. It was easy and effortless to chase a warrior who was still in the category of supernatural martial arts, but Fang Ping The terrifying speed of the golden chariot under his feet was so fast that he couldn't close the distance between them in a short time.

"I'm the patriarch of the Baiyi tribe. If you run away again, don't blame the suzerain for using the law to suppress you!"

Knowing that if the chase continues like this, the patriarch of the Baiyi tribe will never end, he shouted, the void behind him collapsed, as if a gigantic giant towering above heaven and earth was about to rise up outside of him.

The Jin Ge chariot under Fang Ping's feet stopped for a moment, and he frowned.

The patriarch of the Baiyi tribe?

"Okay, let's talk about it."

After thinking about it again and again, Fang Ping stopped the Jin Ge chariot, turned around and said, "Stay where you are, don't come close, Fang must guard against you."

Patriarch Baiyi:? ? ?
Is his patriarch that bad?But having said that, this foreign boy is really not an ordinary person.

I didn't have time to look at it before, but at this moment, Fang Ping, who was caught in the field of vision of the chief of the Baiyi tribe, had a majestic physique and a disdainful figure. Standing there, there was an aura of unrivaled overlord emanating from his bones. The exuberant vitality of the stock like the sun is amazing, and if it is not triggered, it will make people feel ashamed.

There are quite a few martial saints with supernatural powers in the Baiyi tribe, and there are also peerless martial saints who have condensed one or two seeds of taboo supernatural powers. Compared with Fang Ping, they are like candles and bright moons, and mayflies and Kunpengs.

"Tell me," Fang Ping, who had the chief of the Baiyi tribe sizing him up, lost his patience and urged.

"Okay, this is how things are..." Patriarch Bai Yi explained with a deep expression: "You go back with the patriarch now, the high priest will meet with you face to face, and after the matter is completed, the patriarch will guarantee that you will leave safely."

These words are of course random. According to what the high priest said, Fang Ping will bring disaster to the Baiyi tribe. The Baiyi patriarch has already made up his mind. Whether or not the High Priest has figured out the mysterious variables hidden in Fang Ping, he will kill Fang Ping with his own hands.

"The high priest of the Baiyi tribe wants to see me?" Fang Ping took a breath because he didn't know.

The Patriarch of Baiyi obviously concealed something, and only told him that the high priest of the Baiyi tribe was guided by the ancestors of the Baiyi tribe, the totem gods, and deduced that he appeared before the Baiyi tribe, and there was not much else. Word.

"With all due respect, if Fang doesn't go with you to meet the high priest, how will the Patriarch Baiyi deal with Fang?"

Staring at Patriarch Bai Yi, Fang asked calmly.

"Don't go? Then the patriarch can only suppress you. Don't you foreigners have a saying that you don't eat fine wine when toasting?" The last time the patriarch suppressed foreigners was hundreds of years ago. " Patriarch Bai Yi replied with a snort.

Fang Ping nodded knowingly: "Then you are not afraid that Fang will steal your child?"

Patriarch Baiyi;? ? ?
What does this have to do with stealing his children?
"What I mean is, if you suppress Fang today, Fang will steal your child another day!"

Fang Ping smiled, and explained his meaning to Patriarch Baiyi thoughtfully.

Patriarch Bai Yi's complexion was conceivably ugly, and the veins on his forehead writhed like earthworms under the rush of energy and blood.

Click!Click!

With Patriarch Baiyi as the source, the nearby void cracked and collapsed.

At this time, Fang Ping saw figures flying towards them, they were the leaders of the Baiyi tribe.

Followed by a civet cat with five tails, a round head, unusually fat cheeks, two ears far apart, vertical pupils as sharp as apricot stones, very beautiful, brown-black hair, five tails as thick as adult arms, body As big as a fierce horse, riding a woman in a long white feather coat on her back, her face is shocking and her temperament is ethereal.

The beautiful facial features can be said to be unique among the women Fang Ping has seen. Coupled with that ethereal and ethereal temperament, it makes people feel like seeing a mysterious girl in the painting.

Among the barbarians, there are few women with thin skin and tender flesh, with delicate features, and this is the first time Fang Ping has seen such a woman who is as beautiful as a fairy.

"The High Priest."

Patriarch Bai Yi shouted.

"Is this woman the high priest of the Baiyi tribe?" Fang Ping carefully sized up the high priest of the Baiyi tribe. She looks beautiful, but her facial features are still somewhat different from those of women in Human Race 33. The bridge of her nose is straight and pointed. , a pair of pale golden pupils, deep eyebrows and three-dimensional features, holding a scepter inlaid with huge natural crystals in his hand.

In terms of cultivation, there are three taboo supernatural power seeds floating in this woman's body, and there is a vague tendency to smelt them into one.

"En." The high priest nodded slightly, and responded to the Baiyi patriarch in an inviolable and inviolable manner, then locked his eyes on Fang Ping, and said, "I am the high priest of the Baiyi tribe, Bai Xin."

"I think your name is almost black..." Fang Ping murmured.

"What did you say?" Bai Xin was stunned for a moment.

"It's nothing, I mean, the Patriarch Baiyi chased after me so hard, saying that the high priest wanted to see me, it seems that Fang has never had anything to do with the high priest, please don't make things difficult for Fang .”

Fang Ping cupped his hands and shouted neither humble nor overbearing.

Bai Xin behaved elegantly, with a strong sense of mystery and sacredness in every word and action, and said: "I didn't ask the patriarch to make things difficult for you, you were the one who wanted to escape. To make a long story short, I got the ancestors of the Baiyi tribe, and the totem gods. I know of your arrival, and you... will bring great disaster to the Baiyi tribe!"

guidance?

Disaster?

Fang Ping suddenly realized that the feeling was that this unscrupulous woman was using the name of her ancestors and totem gods behind her back to beat him into an ominous person who would bring disaster to the Baiyi tribe.

"It seems...it's not unreasonable. I want to sneak into the Baiyi tribe to avoid robbery and delay time. When the robbery comes, the Baiyi tribe must be implicated. In this way, this black-hearted woman There’s still some way.”

Thinking this way in his heart, Fang Ping would never admit it, and immediately scolded with a thunderous voice and a cold face; "Bewitching words to confuse the crowd, pretending to be a ghost! If you can pinch and count, even if Fang is from the 33rd country of the human race!" If you can figure out which country came to this extreme northern prairie, I will kowtow to you."

"I didn't count it, it was the ancestor heroic spirit, and the supreme totem god who told me."

Fang Ping was speechless, he and this woman were not on the same channel.

"High Priest, can the patriarch take action?" Patriarch Bai Yi suddenly asked.

Fang Ping clenched his fists and confronted the Baiyi patriarch head-on. It was really unwise. He could catch the thief first and capture the king. He could catch this unscrupulous woman and make the Baiyi patriarch fight. He has been in the extreme northern grassland for so long. I still know a little bit, the high priest has an unparalleled symbolic meaning and sacred status among the three holy tribes of the extreme northern prairie.

It is impossible for the Patriarch Baiyi to ignore the unscrupulous woman.

The black-hearted woman closed her eyes, and after a moment of wandering senses, she said seriously: "No need, the great ancestors and totem gods told me that the Baiyi tribe can't hurt him, so take him back to the tribe."

Patriarch Baiyi:? ? ?
Fang Ping:? ? ?
First you said someone from the other side would bring disaster to the Baiyi tribe, and now you say you can't hurt him, what do you mean?
Fang Ping had reason to suspect that this woman was targeting him out of nothing in the name of the gods and the great ancestors of the Baiyi tribe...

In terms of purpose, this is too much.

"Your catastrophe is approaching, and your life is hanging by a thread. If you want to resolve this catastrophe, just follow me. I can help you."

The voice of the unscrupulous woman echoed in Fang Ping's ears.

Fang Ping glanced at Patriarch Baiyi, but the other party didn't notice that the unscrupulous woman was secretly communicating with him.

"If you say that dead people, and totems, can give people guidance, I absolutely can't believe it, but this woman can deduce that I appeared in front of the Baiyi tribe, and she can also know that I am about to kill, there is still something. ..."

It is not so easy to seek wealth and insurance, not to mention it is not so easy to get out of the body.

With this in mind, Fang Ping made a decision; "Okay, Fang will go to the Baiyi tribe with the high priest."

Bai Ling heaved a sigh of relief. After taking this step, there is no turning back.

After half a day.

The night was shrouded, and the sky full of stars reflected in the lake water on the extreme northern prairie, and was smashed into thousands of fragments and ripples.

……

In the depths of the Baiyi tribe.

inside the temple.

The head of the Baiyi tribe, the chiefs of the Baiyi tribe, and the big leaders tried their best to oppose it, but the black-hearted woman still tried her best to invite Fang Ping into the temple in the name of ancestors and totem gods.

Said to be a holy temple, there is neither grandeur, nor carved beams and painted buildings. It is empty and deserted, but it has an ancient, wild and primitive atmosphere.

At the end of the temple, there is a totem statue of the Baiyi tribe. It is a hermaphrodite, yin and yang creature. One side is majestic and domineering, holding a halberd and giant axe, and the other side is misty, kind and gentle. The silk of symbolic writing.

Fang Ping was not surprised. The barbarian tribes he met along the way had all kinds of strange totems enshrined in worship. This totem statue of the Baiyi tribe was not much different from the ones he encountered before. It was just as weird and strange. The unscrupulous woman in a plain white feather gown reminded; "There are no outsiders right now, the high priest may as well..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the ethereal and inviolable black-hearted woman who took out a big treasure, don't get me wrong, it really is a big treasure, a treasure gourd that is as red as chalcedony, Opening the stopper, a scent of wine wafted out, intoxicating, the unscrupulous woman raised her snow-white neck, swallowed the mouth of the gourd, and gulped down a few big gulps.

"Hey~~~~"

After taking a few mouthfuls of strong wine, the black-hearted woman took a drink break with satisfaction, then trotted all the way to the totem statue, picked up the fat leg of lamb that was sacrificed to the totem statue, took a bite, and spit it out. It seems that the taste is not to my liking.

Fang Ping:? ? ?
The high priest in front of the people, the drunkard in the queen?
"Why is the High Priest so rude?"

Gathering his mind, Fang Ping asked tentatively.

Sitting on the desk, the unscrupulous woman with two snow-white legs dangling, Gulu Gulu drank a few more gulps of strong wine, her face was flushed, and she cursed with a bit of alcohol: "I will lock you up in this sanctuary!" Try it for 100 years in the palace?"

"..." Fang Ping laughed: "I'm not the high priest of the Baiyi tribe, why should I be locked up here? Besides, isn't the high priest the supreme priest who conveys the will of the Baiyi tribe's ancestors, totems? I don't believe it, how can this be done."

"That's for fooling fools!"

"Then how did you survive until today? And how did you know that I was outside the Baiyi tribe and was in danger of being killed?"

"Well... three points are true, seven points are false. It's true that I can figure it out. I can calculate that someone came outside the Baiyi tribe today and was killed. The false thing is that the ancestors and totem gods have no will to let them I convey."

Seeing the female alcoholic's unreserved, open and honest virtue, Fang Ping smiled wryly twice, stepped forward, snatched the wine gourd from the female alcoholic's hand, took a sip, shook his head and said; It's not the same grade. You'd better drink less of this kind of inferior and fake wine."

Bai Xin snatched back the wine gourd and scolded: "It's not good, don't drink it!"

"Well, let's get straight to the point. Are you not afraid that I will go out and tell everyone your true face?"

"Don't be afraid, the high priest has passed down the will of the totem gods and ancestors for the Baiyi tribe from generation to generation. Even if you say it, no one will believe your words, and a word from me is worth a hundred or a thousand words to you." talk."

Fang Ping couldn't help nodding. When a race is engraved into the bones by a certain belief, even if it is fake, they would rather believe it is true. All doubters will be regarded as heretics, not to mention that this female alcoholic is not useless. It can be calculated that someone was murdered today and came outside the Baiyi tribe.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

The female alcoholic drank continuously, and the gourd seemed to contain a huge river of spirits that could not be drunk.

"Aloof, but without freedom, after a long time, some distortions in spirit and behavior... It is understandable."

Fang Ping coughed dryly: "Slow down and drink again, you said earlier that you can resolve my body's murder, what do you mean by that?"

The female alcoholic's face was flushed from drinking, and she said in a daze, "Is there? Did the high priest say that? You heard it wrong."

"That's right."

"This...it's not easy to deal with. You have suffered a lot. If I help you...the Baiyi tribe may be in disaster."

The female alcoholic said insincerely.

Fang Ping finally figured out that this female alcoholic has a plan: "Tell me, what do you want Fang to do, as long as Fang can afford it, and can do it within his power, then he will do it." discuss."

He just casually said that if he really wanted his treasure, he wouldn't give it to him.

His eyes were blurred, his cheeks were flushed, and Bai Xin, who looked drunk, but his mind was extremely clear, looked up and down at Xia Ping, and said secretly: "This person is covered in fog, but once he appears, he will affect the world. The sign of changing the pattern of heaven and earth on the extreme northern prairie and the general trend of the universe is really incredible and unprecedented..."

He said: "You will be haunted by killing and calamity, and there is no way to avoid it. However, it depends on human effort. This high priest can use the method of deception on you, so that you will be safe and sound within ten years."

Whether ten years is long or not, is not short.

What Fang Ping needs most now is time. If the female alcoholic can really save him from disaster for ten years, it will be a great help to him: "I thought that you, the high priest, can directly resolve this murder for me. Ten years What's the use of it?"

"Yeah, ten years is a bit short, but this high priest can't do anything, you can feel it yourself, this murder of yours is no small matter, it is a disaster caused by your great martial arts, you can survive it , the sky is high and the sea is wide, and Kunpeng spreads its wings. If you can’t get over it, your soul will fly away, your body will die, and your path will disappear. Let alone ten years, a delay of one more day will be of great significance to you.”

The drunkard retorted incessantly.

Fang Ping agreed with the female alcoholic's words very much in his heart. This murder happened suddenly when he was about to condense the third supernatural power seed. Just as the female alcoholic said, this was a fatal disaster caused by his great accomplishment in martial arts , If you delay for one more day, he will have a better chance of winning: "Then ask the high priest to cast a spell."

"What's the deal? We haven't negotiated the conditions yet. Do you think this method of deception is so easy to use? The high priest must first bathe and burn incense for 49 days, and then pray devoutly for 81 days to obtain the ancestors and totem gods." Only with the blessing of the gods can he use the method of deceiving the world, and he has to pay an extremely painful price... a hundred years of life will be lost."

The female alcoholic shook her head again, then nodded and muttered.

Fang Ping didn't believe a word of what was said earlier, so it might be true that he would lose a hundred years of life.

The method of avoiding catastrophe is rare in the world, and it is understandable for the caster to lose a hundred years of life. It is reasonable: "Okay, what is the condition of the high priest?"

"For me... No, you owe me three things. Do whatever I want you to do."

"Going around is such an attempt, so if you want me to kill and set fire to you, Fang will also agree to you?" Fang Ping sneered, and said in a deep voice: "At most, I should do one thing for you, and this one Things must be within Fang's ability."

Bai Xin frowned: "Are you foreigners so cunning? For you to use the method of avoiding catastrophe, this high priest will lose a hundred years of life."

"You probably don't go out much. Among foreigners, Fang is relatively honest." Fang Ping said firmly: "One thing, at most one thing."

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(End of this chapter)