Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 362 ;

"Come out, the old man expects that you are still nearby."

The supernatural patriarch of the Lu family, who followed the young man all the way to this point, is skinny and full of twilight, with traces of vicissitudes that have gone through thousands of years flowing in his cloudy eyes.

After he took a few breaths with a resolute voice, Fang Ping, who was dressed in black and had an aura as mysterious as the abyss, walked out of the jungle with a figure as tall as a mountain and as magnificent as a mountain, and stood in the sight of the Lu family's supernatural ancestor. to go.

With a deep expression on his face, he cupped his hands slightly and asked, "I don't know what you can teach me, senior, after chasing me here."

The supernatural ancestor of the Lu family reacted strongly, looking at Fang Ping with scorching hot rays in his eyes, as if meeting him for the first time, he wanted to see Fang Ping from the inside out.

Fang Ping frowned, his whole body was uncomfortable, the old guy's eyes were a little abnormal, he might have some bad thoughts, but don't be afraid, let's not say that he has the sea map of the turtle town today, and the immortal golden body The rudiments of two supernatural powers are enough to fight against the supernatural powers and martial saints. This old guy is also pitifully weak.

He is dying, his lifespan is not long, and he only controls a small supernatural power. Facing such a quasi-supernatural martial saint who has entered his old age and his strength has plummeted, he has no fear or panic in his heart. retreat.

"Old man Lu Zitong, my little friend doesn't seem to be from the Ji family." The ancestor of the Lu family's supernatural power said in a hoarse voice.

"Fang is the elder of the Ji family's Keqing." Fang Ping has nothing to hide on this point, but he also has no time to accompany an old man from an aristocratic family to gossip, and urged: "If you have anything to say, you can say it directly. .”

Lu Zitong laughed out loud, but because he was too old, he coughed instead. After falling on the ground, he said with emotion: "This old man is over 900 years old this year. The supernatural martial saint can live a thousand years, and the supernatural martial artist who may die Holy, you can count them on your fingers. My little friend is flying freely, with momentum like an abyss, just when the sun is rising in the east and Kunpeng is spreading its wings, I really envy others."

The old guy still didn't answer Fang Ping's doubts directly, but just like an old man whose time is numbered, he started to reminisce, but one thing is true, that is, he envies Fang Ping's young and energetic body.

"Old man, his ambition is thousands of miles away. Senior is a martial sage with supernatural powers. In this golden age, if you have the heart, you should fight for that chance of survival. Maybe you can break through the barrier of life and death." Fang Ping didn't want to be entangled, and cupped his hands, I want to get out and leave.

"What you said is so true! As long as you don't die, there is still a glimmer of life!" Lu Zitong's expression suddenly became crazy, his wrinkled face was twisted into a ball, filled with blood, stained with blood. With an unusual ruddy luster, he raised his right hand, which was as skinny as a chicken paw, and scratched at Fang Ping.

hum!
Ripples appeared in the space, and a biting cold wind blew in the quiet and vast forest.

Fang Ping paused, his heart beating violently in his chest, showing signs of breaking out.

"Old man! Can you be bullied by Fang?"

Fang Ping has always been vigilant against the ancestor of the Lu family's supernatural powers. When he was attacked suddenly, his eyes widened with anger, and his martial arts power unfolded. The supernatural power ancestor went out.

Boom boom boom!
A great master of martial arts can borrow a corner of the general trend of the world to oppress the enemy in terms of momentum, but Fang Ping scoffs at this. How can the general trend of the world match his own general trend of martial arts? What is martial arts?That is to go against the current, compete with fate, compete with heaven and earth, and compete with those who are on the same path!And all these originate from oneself, no matter how boundless and magnificent the general trend of the world is, it is also an external force!
Having realized this level, Fang Ping's martial arts power stretched out, and he possessed a glorious power that shook the world and shook the world.

Even Lu Zitong, the patriarch of the Lu family's supernatural powers and martial arts, was terrified for a moment when he was enveloped by Fang Ping's martial arts, but this also required the old man's crazy expression to be out of control, and his mouth was chattering endlessly screamed: "Good! Good! The old man didn't miss it."

"How can such a peerless martial arts momentum be possessed if it is not a world-shattering martial arts monster? There is also the vitality of my little friend, which can be attracted but not released, and the old man can feel it. It is as endless as the burning sun, fierce and strong , hahaha, good! good!!"

The old man was ecstatic, yelling and venting his emotions.

Fang Ping vaguely guessed something, the old man was dying, and his lifespan was short, so he might not want to use the method of seizing the body to seize his energetic body.

"is it possible?"

The supernatural martial sage controls the power of supernatural powers, can fly into the sky, escape from the earth, travel around the world, just like the gods in the world, and can take away the body of others, which is a taboo method of rebirth against the sky.

"What's the use of thinking about it, if you ask this old man, won't everything be revealed?"

Thinking of this, Fang Ping sarcastically said: "People who don't have much life expectancy should avoid great joy and great sorrow. Old man, you are so forgetful and supernatural. You must have thought of a way to break through the threshold of life and death."

Lu Zitong's laughter stopped abruptly. Fang Ping was right. A dying person should avoid great joy and great sorrow, but he is about to be born again. Why doesn't he like it?Seeing that Fang Ping still looked like he didn't know anything, the old man opened his heart and said, "This old man's aptitude is limited, and if he can condense the seeds of supernatural powers in this life and step into the realm of supernatural powers, he is already blessed by God.

If there is no chance and external help, it is impossible to make further progress in this life. For this reason, when I was young, I made friends in Daxuanwai and traveled around. By chance, I got a secret technique, which can only be used once in a lifetime. A physical body, and then wipe out the spiritual will in that physical body, and then attract his three souls and seven souls into it, and the doves occupy the magpie's nest.

To perform this method, you must have the cultivation base of a martial sage. "

Speaking of this, Lu Zitong's eyes wandered around Fang Ping's body with fiery eyes, as if he had already regarded that body as his own, and persuaded: "Little friend, if you are willing to obediently surrender, hand over this body to Fang Ping." Old man, this old man can let you occupy my body first, and I will choose a body with high martial arts potential for you in the future."

The tone is quite sincere.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a heaven-defying method in this world to seize the body of others and take the lives of others..."

Fang Ping secretly marveled, and said with contempt on his face, "I don't know whether to say that you are lucky or unlucky. With your supernatural powers and martial arts, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. You can find one at random. The young physical body is going to seize the house, but you have waited until today and found Fang, so it can be seen that the sky wants to take you!"

Lu Zitong was speechless, Fang Ping, who knew his plan, was calm, fearless, and even sarcasm, which made him a little uneasy deep in his heart, but he was also to blame for that, the method of seizing the house was harsh, and he had to With supernatural powers and the cultivation base of a martial sage, he still needs to choose a solid body that can withstand snatching, and he has to wait until his lifespan is exhausted and he is on the verge of being disbanded.

The most mysterious thing is that those who practice this method will attract unforeseen catastrophe. It may be that this method reverses life and death and destroys the world.

Before he met Fang Ping, he had made preparations, but from the moment he saw Fang Ping, he decided that other than Fang Ping's body was tasteless.

"Junior, it's useless to talk too much. Since the old man found you and revealed his heart to you, he can't be shaken. This is your own fault. If you didn't leave alone, with Ji Qingfeng around, the old man would be absolutely moved You can't."

"Then you try." Fang Ping did not choose to run away, and was ready to fight a supernatural martial saint. Such an opportunity is rare, allowing him to personally experience the power of a supernatural martial saint in a head-to-head confrontation, and at the same time Recognizing how strong he is now, all the previous self-promotions are nothing if they have not been tested in actual combat.

There is also a risk, but it's not too big. If he can't beat him, he will run away, and the old man can't keep him.

"Oh? Do you want to fight with the old man? Judging from the unparalleled and unparalleled martial arts general trend, you are amazing, but your magical powers are all ants, that is, the martial god has not reached the supernatural martial arts, and has condensed complete magical powers Before the seeds, it was not an easy task to cut down and up, not to mention the old man is dying but not alive today, advancing but never retreating!"

Lu Zitong shouted like thunder, and in his dying body, the life energy that was about to be extinguished burned like oil on a fire, filling the old man's limbs and bones, and everywhere around him, he could see that the old man's body was not bent. Aged, the five secrets of the human body in his body are glowing, gathering the vitality of the world within a radius of tens of miles for him.

Whoosh!
The gathered vitality of heaven and earth submerged into the old man's body, and his figure became a bit taller, and his flesh and blood glowed with a ruddy and crystal clear luster.

Fang Ping was indifferent. If the old man wanted to work hard, he would do so.

The tortoise's breathing technique was in operation, Fang Ping breathed in, the mountain roared and the tsunami, the strong wind rolled back, and the vitality of heaven and earth rushing towards the old man was snatched by his domineering way of breathing, with a head as big as The phantom of the tortoise, which is like a temple and a hill, was condensed and formed by the two forces of heaven and earth vitality and tortoise's breath, and stood behind Fang Ping.

The physical strength function followed, and Fang Ping exuded a golden blood light as sharp as a sword from head to toe, and the life potential swaying from the boiling golden blood in his body also flourished to an astonishing level.

Turtle's breathing golden elixir!

Fang Ping inhaled a big breath of air into his abdomen, his chest swelled, and then spit out a fist-sized golden inner alchemy. The outer inner alchemy was intertwined with azure ocean-like tortoise patterns. The alchemy flew across the air, gathering the vitality of the world along the way , swallowing yin and yang.

"Oh? The rudimentary form of supernatural powers? No, the martial arts vision of the power of yin and yang has evolved."

The fist-sized tortoise-breathing golden pill, surrounded by yin and yang, gathers the vitality of heaven and earth along the way. It looks beautiful, crystal clear and peaceful, but the energy contained in it explodes, which is as terrifying as destroying the world. The golden light fluttered, the blue light shone, and the yin and yang qi circulated endlessly. The deafening explosion lasted for more than a dozen breaths before subsiding.

Boom boom boom!
Looking up, there is a huge mushroom cloud above the sky that lingers for a long time, while below, all the mountains, rocks, plants and trees are annihilated into ashes. Come into the eye socket.

Fang Ping did not see the fragments of the corpse of the ancestor of the Lu family's supernatural powers. There is no doubt about the power of the tortoise's breath golden pill. With his current cultivation base, he can instantly kill a martial arts master who controls the embryonic form of supernatural powers. But he was a little overwhelmed to deal with a supernatural martial artist, and he didn't expect to be able to hit him with one blow.

In the receding mushroom cloud, Lu Zitong's long sleeves were fluttering, and he looked down at the black-clothed youth below without any injuries. He mobilized the supernatural power in his body, and a khaki sandstorm rose slowly, like a tornado, roaring like a stormy sea.

"Supernatural power: Yellow Sand Realm!"

Lu Zitong stretched out his arms with a piercing voice, and the khaki sandstorm covering the sky grew rapidly, like a single spark that could start a prairie fire to cover up the whole world, and also like a big bloody mouth, devouring and rotting everything .

It hangs down, covering the mountain and river area with a radius of thousands of feet. The flowers, plants, and towering ancient trees within this area are all buried in the sand and dust.

The mountains and rivers outside of Fang Ping's body have undergone earth-shaking changes. He has fallen into a chaotic world of sand and dust. At the same time, it changed into hundreds of long khaki gravel knives.

The long gravel knives that looked like they would shatter at the touch of a touch each had a ray of magical power attached to them.

Fang Ping's hair stood on end. He hadn't felt such a sense of threat in a confrontation for a long time. He was very excited about this, and let out a long roar: "Old man, what are you waiting for!"

In the sky, Lu Zitong looked hesitant. If he wanted to take away Fang Ping's body, he couldn't strike too hard. If Fang Ping's body was smashed to pieces, would there be any point in taking it away?But Fang Ping would not submit obediently if he did not deal with it harshly. If the delay was too long, it might cause unnecessary trouble.

Thousands of long gravel knives were hung in the air, and the old man was silent. Fang Ping was too lazy to wait. He used his consciousness, locked on the old man's position, soared into the sky, and punched the old man's face. This punch was fast and fierce, and powerful and heavy. It didn't look like it was sent out by a flesh and blood body, and it had the might of breaking the sky.

"Rampant." Lu Zitong snorted, grasped with five fingers, and the gravel gathered in front of him formed a gravel shield. Fang Ping punched it, and the waves shook the sky, cracking the sky.

As soon as Lu Zitong retreated, he didn't know where he hid again, and the thousands of long gravel knives, rustling and piercing, jumped up with sharp sharpness, like deadly poisonous snakes, surrounded Fang Ping in all directions, slashing When it comes out, it has the power to kill a martial arts master, which is the manifestation of supernatural power.

"The old man's supernatural powers are good, the range is large, the lethality is good, and he can hide himself in the dark."

Fang Ping's eyes turned, and he used his body as a furnace to perform the "stove raising skill". His tall and tall body was blurry and transparent, and the reality was unclear. , The brilliance is obscure, surrounded by chaos and haze, outside the cauldron furnace there are stars, sun and moon, thousands of mountains and rivers, birds and animals and other patterns are vivid and lifelike.

"Practice for me!"

The ancient tripod was spinning brightly, like a chaotic mill that was about to crush the world into pieces, and the long gravel knives floating in all directions were submerged in the phantom of the ancient tripod, crackling and being crushed miserably. change.

"Hiss, what kind of method is this?" Lu Zitong trembled, the thousands of gravel long knives were all attached with supernatural powers, and the martial arts master who controlled the embryonic form of supernatural powers had to back away from one of them, and went all out, Fang Ping unexpectedly It was transformed into a visionary phantom of an ancient tripod, and thousands of gravel long knives were melted by the power of the fire cooking oil.

Wow

Fang Ping, who refined thousands of gravel long knives in one breath, manifested his majestic body in the phantom image of the ancient tripod tens of feet in size, and the place where he entered his eyes was filled with wind and sand. He can only lock the old man's position by feeling, but he has forged his spiritual power into divine consciousness early in the morning.

Lu Zitong was standing hundreds of feet away, and Fang Ping rushed over.

"How did this kid lock the old man?"

Lu Zitong couldn't figure it out, but he also felt that he had underestimated Fang Ping. He should use all his strength to seize such a strange and unfathomable evildoer.

"The yellow sand is thousands of miles away, and the bones will be turned into ashes!"

With the power of his supernatural powers, he pushed the dust storm covering the rivers and mountains in a radius of thousands of feet, and the wind and airflow that was blown up, mixed with countless gravel, was blown outside the person's body, and the body of copper and iron would disintegrate in an instant. There are patches of torrents of gravel, turned into weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds, attached to supernatural powers, invincible and breathtaking.

Terrible murderous intentions spread all over the sky and the earth, making it difficult for people to move, and it is difficult to move an inch, as if they would be crushed to pieces if they moved a little.

The gritty wind blowing, layer upon layer, continuously slapped Fang Ping's spotless body with flowing golden light, setting off a series of metallic sounds like blacksmithing.

"The supernatural power of this old man is designed to break through the flesh, he can block it for at least a moment..."

Lu Zitong pushed the gravel storm with disapproval, restraining Fang Ping's figure, and did not give Fang Ping a chance to get close to him.

Buzz!
Fang Ping, whose body was constantly being swallowed by sand and dust, and who had to use his body as a furnace to refine all kinds of gravel weapons, gradually wore away a layer of skin besides his diamond-like skin.

shhhhhh!
More than a dozen gravel spears entwined with crimson veins, and the long rainbow piercing the sun, submerged into the phantom of the ancient cauldron unstoppably, and Fang Ping could not refine it in an instant with the supernatural power attached to it. , A spear passed by, across his cheek, and another spear pierced into his abdomen, blood gushed out.

The old man who was hiding behind the wind and sand in the sky finally couldn't hold on seeing Fang Ping, he was bleeding and injured, coughed, and shouted: "Junior, what else do you have to say now, just grab your hands, the old man's words are still the same. It counts, if you don’t know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, what is waiting for you, that is, you can’t survive or die.”

"That's enough nonsense!" Fang Ping pulled out the gravel spear that pierced his abdomen expressionlessly, and the wound healed instantly, leaving no trace.

(End of this chapter)