Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 24;
The figures in the cafeteria left one after another after eating.

Fang Ping was watched by Bai Yunfei's eager eyes.

"Should I tell him that the Bull Demon he's looking for is far away in the sky and right in front of him?"

It was very tangled, Fang Ping really wanted to grab Bai Yunfei, who was probably his only friend in Shanyang County.

But he is not all cumin.

The Bai family lost five shops, and the emaciated camels were bigger than horses, so they could live on, but if Fang Ping made a rash decision and made a wrong move, his body would be smashed to pieces, and his mother and younger sister would die along with him. In the torrent of troubled times.

Once this person has concerns, he will think more about things, which can also be said to be indecisive, but it can also avoid many unnecessary troubles.

"Hey, maybe I shouldn't have asked you. Even I can't figure out the origin of the bull demon and where he lives. You stay in the outer city all day, so how can you know where the bull demon is?"

Bai Yunfei looked away dejectedly.

"The mountain is poor and the river is full of doubts, there is no way out, and there is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, so don't worry too much."

Fang Ping comforted, and inquired without any trace: "Then what is the level of the eighth-rank warriors sent by Lianjiabao this time? Are they very powerful?"

Bai Yunfei nodded solemnly: "In addition to Lian Feihu, there are five generals in Lianjiabao."

"These five generals are strong men cultivated by Lianjiabao with a lot of painstaking efforts. They grew up in Lianjiabao since they were young, and they were cared for by Lianjiabao's favor. Each of them is loyal to Lianjiabao, and they are also outstanding in strength. .”

"The one representing Lianjiabao in the battle this time is Qinghu, one of the five generals of Lianjiabao. This person has been immersed in the eighth rank of martial arts for many years. He has practiced the Surging Wave Fist. His boxing skills are like turbulent waves and unstoppable. , beheaded two warriors of the same level head-on."

The warriors between the lower three ranks are separated by a small realm, and the difference in strength will not be too big.

Combining various factors and accidents during the battle, a ninth-rank warrior can also kill an eighth-rank warrior, and an eighth-rank warrior can also kill a seventh-rank warrior.

But to kill two fighters of the same level in a head-to-head confrontation, this is very strong, and it is not something ordinary people can do.

"Forget it, don't say these spoilers, are you full? I'm going if I'm not full!"

"Sister-in-law Ni is cooking tonight, do you want to come and rub a meal? I know you were ridiculed by those guys during the dinner a few days ago, how about we two having a good drink today?"

Bai Yunfei returned to his unrestrained appearance and invited over.

"That sister-in-law?" Fang Ping tortured her soulfully.

As far as he knew, this beast had one wife and two concubines.

"It's boring to say that." Bai Yunfei snorted and walked outside the cafeteria.

late at night.

The Bai family in the inner city.

Outside the window, the stars are densely covered, and the moonlight is like water. The soft beams of light fall into a pool of water, sparkling, reflecting a little bit of starlight.

Two figures were sitting in the room, Bai Yunfei had one drink after another, telling how life is short and having fun in time, and in a blink of an eye he said that he was going to the powerful Bai family, the glory of the ancestors, and the ambition of Kunpeng.

Fang Ping didn't drink alcohol, and every time he took a small symbolic lick, the dishes on the table were delicious, and as he was eating, a young girl with cardamom came out of the inner room.

The girl looks good and has a small figure, but the childishness between her eyebrows is still there, but she is dressed like a woman. This is Bai Yunfei's new concubine not long ago.

Fang Ping slandered: If this was left in his previous life, Bai Yunfei would be indefinitely if he were not sentenced to death!
"Come here~"

The concubine put down a plate of sliced ​​meat and went back to the inner room. Bai Yunfei pointed to the crystal clear slice of meat as thin as a cicada's wing on the plate, and said, "Do you know what kind of meat this is?"

"My family is poor, I don't know."

"Have a taste."

Fang Ping picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. He chewed it so hard that he couldn't chew it. A cool and refreshing air spread in his mouth. After swallowing it into his stomach, Fang Ping's internal organs felt faintly hot.

"I have a feeling, this is tiger fish meat. This fish is rare. Its scales are like fine steel. It is difficult to break with a knife or an axe. One piece is worth dozens of taels of silver. A normal person can eat a piece of it, and a warrior can eat it. Replenish your energy."

Bai Yunfei spoke vigorously: "A martial artist of the lower third rank can still eat enough grains and miscellaneous grains to fill his stomach, but when he reaches the third rank, he can open up acupoints all over his body and open up the eight extraordinary meridians, and the energy needed by the body will undergo an amazing transformation. .”

"Ordinary whole grains, livestock and poultry enter the belly of a third-rank martial artist. They can feel full for a short time, but they can't keep up with the energy needed by the body. If things go on like this, they will lose energy and blood."

"It is necessary to eat meat supplements and medicine supplements regularly. This tiger fish meat is one of the meat supplements in Shanyang County."

Fang Ping was solemn.

After entering the third rank, he needs all kinds of resources to nourish his body. He knew early on that going to the arena to fight in the daytime is also to accumulate some background for the third rank, so as not to be hungry after the third rank.

"Then I'm welcome."

Smiling politely, Fang Ping picked up two pieces of tiger fish meat.

The dryness and heat in his body gradually increased, and Fang Ping's Qi and blood improved a little bit.

"Save some for me, you."

Bai Yunfei exclaimed, but his movements were still a step slower.

A plate of tiger fish meat was filled with dozens of slices, and ten slices fell into Fang Ping's stomach.

It is noon.

Fang Ping was in high spirits, vigorously holding the stone lock on the Escort's martial arts arena.

After eating those ten pieces of tiger fish meat last night, Fang Ping still doesn't feel hungry at all.

【Vision point: 130 (300/130)】

[Martial Arts: Turtle Breath Breathing Technique (entering the room)]

"If there are no accidents, within three months, I will probably be able to accumulate enough visualization points to break through the seventh rank of martial arts."

Time passed quickly, Fang Ping could afford it.

After a few more days, the sky and the earth were full of spring, and the flowers and trees grew wildly. Fang Ping hadn't seen Bai Yunfei in the past few days. The other party might still be anxious about Lianjiabao forcing the Bai family to hand over five shops.

More than ten days later, at the end of March.

Bai Yunfei appeared in the Escort, and Lianjiabao had issued an ultimatum to his Bai family to hand over five shops as soon as possible, otherwise they would send a warrior to compete in the arena.

"My father made many inquiries and found an eighth-rank martial artist. This person is from outside Shanyang Town and is good at legwork. I hope he can defeat the green tiger in Lianjiabao."

Bai Yunfei said that he didn't have much hope, he was still more optimistic about the Bull Demon.

"Take me with you."

"Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

One day passed quickly, and at noon the next day, Bai Yunfei sat in the carriage and went to the Escort Bureau, and took Fang Ping to the inner city arena together.

There were two people sitting in the private room of the arena, one was Bai Yunfei's father, and the other was an eighth-rank martial artist invited by the Bai family.

Fang Ping looked at it and was disappointed.

This eighth-rank martial artist with a cold appearance is not even as powerful as Mad Saber, and he can make a judgment on his breathing. Is it possible for the Bai family to count on this person to defeat Qinghu in Lianjiabao?

"Let's put the ugly words first. If I win, your Bai family will give me 300 taels of silver, and if I lose, you will also give me 50 taels of appearance fee." The eighth-rank warrior said loudly.

"You have to pay even if you lose? Is this guy going to admit defeat as soon as he enters the stage? He can also pay 50 taels of appearance fee for nothing." Fang Ping pushed Bai Yunfei's arm and said in a low voice.

Bai Yunfei shook his head, now that his Bai family has no choice, could it be possible to let him fight for his life?
"What about the green tiger in Lianjiabao?" Fang Ping asked with a heartbeat.

"In the next room."

"Okay, I'm going to use the toilet, and I'll watch a good show later."

Fang Ping walked out of the private room, and looked at the next private room with a long sigh.

"This Bai family really doesn't know how to live or die, and dare to challenge my Lianjiabao!"

"What I'm curious about is whether the eighth-rank martial artist invited by his Bai family can defeat Lord Qinghu's move."

"Hahaha, if you can survive a move in Master Qinghu's hands, it would be an honor to lose. Master Qinghu has beheaded two warriors of the same level in a head-to-head confrontation."

A few soldiers from Lianjiabao guarded the young man sitting on the chair without hesitation.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and a soldier opened the door: "Who is it?"

Fang Ping ignored the soldiers in Lianjiabao, walked into the private room, and fixed his eyes on the young man sitting on the chair.

A young man with rough palms, about 30 years old, full of energy and blood, breathing heavily, and a pair of eyes that look at Fang usually are sharp and compelling.

"It's very strong, not inferior to that Crazy Saber, maybe a bit stronger than that Crazy Saber, but it's not so strong that it can't be defeated."

Fang Ping, who made an accurate judgment in an instant, said in embarrassment: "Sorry, I went to the wrong room."

He left the private room in a hurry, leaving a few Lianjiabao soldiers looking at each other dazedly.

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(End of this chapter)