Turtle Breath Breathing Technique

In the 30th year of Shenzong's reign, the sky was dim and a heavy snowfall enveloped Shanyang County as expected.

In less than an hour, the sky and the earth will turn into silvery white.

Under the soft moonlight, it is like covering the common people with sackcloth.

The howling cold wind was as sharp as a steel knife on his face. After passing through several dark, muddy alleys filled with all kinds of filthy odors, Fang Ping knocked on one of the many small bungalows around him.

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"who!"

A childish crunching sound sounded from behind the door.

"I!"

Fang Ping responded.

The wooden door opened and Fang Ping entered the house.

A little man plopped into Fang Ping's arms and called out to his second brother.

Fang Ying, who hadn't eaten for a day, had half her face buried in the bowl, gurgling like a pig.

"Ping'er is back."

The seemingly ordinary breathing process reflected in Fang Ping's eyes and became a way of practice.

In fact, the porridge made from this wheat bran will not taste good for a day, and it will still hurt when it slides down the throat, but for the people in troubled times, it is as delicious as sugar. There are many people in the alleys who starve to death these days.

Looking at the attribute panel in front of him, Fang Ping felt excited!

This is his golden finger, and it is also the only thing that he can use to gain a foothold in this troubled world and change his destiny.

And there is no end in sight for these days.

Fang Ping, who was only fifteen years old, suddenly became the mainstay of his family. In just three months, Fang Ping adapted to his current life and made a preliminary judgment about the world.

"I'm not awake yet."

“Delicious~~~”

"Ping'er is drinking his own food, so don't worry about us." Li Rou said.

When it works to the extreme, the Qi and blood all over the body will feel hot and burning.

"Then……"

"No matter!" Fang Ping had no intention of acting bravely. He was so hungry that he weighed less than a hundred pounds. As long as it didn't harm himself, he would never get involved in trouble.

One hundred visualization points are deducted.

Until two months ago, a traveling Taoist priest from Fuwei Escort came to Fuwei Escort and taught the "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique" in Fuwei Escort. This is a health-preserving technique. Once practiced, it can prolong life and strengthen the body.

body.

At dawn the next day, Fang Ping opened his eyes.

"Come on, Ping'er, this is yours."

Fang Ping was a little helpless about this, but he could only accept it calmly.

Fang Ping: "..."

For example, at this moment, a white crane flew in front of Fang Ping, and from the white crane stepped an immortal-like old man with childish face and crane hair. He sat cross-legged on the ground and began to breathe.

The wandering Taoist priest was amiable and had no family background. All escort personnel could learn from him, and Fang Ping learned the "Turtle Breath Breathing and Breathing Technique" from him.

The woman in the kitchen came out, carrying a small bowl of steaming wheat porridge with a few pieces of wild vegetables sprinkled on top.

Fang Ping's father is a blacksmith, and his brother is also a blacksmith. They make some ironware for neighbors on weekdays and barely make ends meet.

【Realm; None】

From that moment on, the golden finger is opened, and Fang Ping's spirit can leave the physical body and go to the visualization space to meditate and practice.

"In a few days, I will make sure our family can eat meat!" Fang Ping said word by word.

"Ping'er... isn't that across the street from Mrs. Wang's house? He is alone and his son is dead..."

Shanyang County, which is in troubled times, is no exception. The people at the bottom are oppressed by gangs and exploited by the government.

Li Rou smiled softly and nodded, remembering something and said: "Your father and your eldest brother have been away from the city for several months. There is not even a letter, and I don't know what happened..."

Li Rou got up before dawn, used the leftover wheat bran from last night to make a palm-sized wheat cake, wrapped it in coarse cloth, and carefully handed it to Fang Ping.

Fang Ping sighed, and still wanted to pour some of the thick liquid in the bowl to his mother and sister, but the little girl shook her head in a particularly sensible manner.

"It's getting late, I should go to the escort agency."

Fang Ping quickly put on his clothes and said, "When I'm not here, mother, please don't go out unless you go out, especially my little sister. There are so many flower-shooters in the outer city. If you lose someone, you can never find them again."

Already."

Li Rou put all the soup into Fang Ping's bowl, and Fang Ying got a small bowl of half-thick soup, leaving only a bowl of soup in her bowl.

"OK OK!"

Not only that, the column of the attribute panel [Turtle Breath Breathing Technique] also changed from dark gray to dark blue.

Not being used to it, Fang Ping pinched Fang Ying's face hard: "Get dressed and get up when you wake up!"

After taking a long breath, Fang Ping also went to bed. The house was too small, and there were three beds squeezed together. One was his, one was his parents', and the other was Fang Ying's.

[Realm: Ninth Grade Bronze Skin Realm]

"Okay, Ping'er, please take a rest first. You'll be fine soon." The woman took the bag and entered the kitchen.

[Name: Fang Ping]

[Martial Arts: Turtle Breath Breathing Technique]

Li Rou also saw everything that happened outside the door through the crack in the door.

At the beginning of time travel, Fang Ping had not yet discovered this golden finger.

[Turtle Breath Breathing Technique (First Look at the Way)]

"We should be able to break through to 100 points tonight!"

Fang Ying's eyes shone, he still believed in his second brother.

At the beginning of Hai hour, it was completely dark, and the wind and snow were strong, threatening to submerge Shanyang County.

It was as if he was speaking to himself, but also as if he was speaking to Fang Ping.

"Ping'er."

The two men left, but fortunately they didn't rush to Fang Ping's home.

A warm current surged into Fang Ping's limbs and bones out of thin air. Part of it was intercepted by the body to make up for his physical weakness, and part of it penetrated deep into Fang Ping's body.

The room was lit up like a bean, and Fang Ping picked up his little sister and spun her around a few times, telling stories while having fun.

Fang Ping understood what this meant and murmured in a deep breath: "Use my lifelong understanding, my supreme wisdom, and my invincible belief to upgrade me!"

Following the example of a gourd and a gourd, Fang Ping has practiced visualization for two months and is now very comfortable with it. After sitting on the ground, he exhales and inhales with a certain degree of relaxation, exhaling the turbid air in his body and inhaling fresh air.

Fang Ping took out the pocket hidden in his arms, which contained half a catty of wheat bran. This was the harvest of a tiring day today.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the alley. Fang Ping stood up and took a look at the door. He saw two men who were a head taller than him, climbing through the window and entering a house opposite.

He traveled to this world about three months ago. He has a father, a mother, an older brother, and a five-year-old sister. It happened to be a time of trouble, bandits were rampant, and people were in dire straits.

"My little sister must be very hungry. Mom, go and cook."

Speaking of the exciting part, Fang Ping stopped abruptly, prompting Fang Ying to ask again and again: "Then what happens after the monkey immobilizes the Seven Fairies!"

There was a shout, but it disappeared in an instant. After a while, two men came out of the window, and one of them looked at Fang Ping's home.

Until three months ago, my father and brother were captured by Lienjiabao outside the city and went to build weapons. Since then, there has been no news, and the days are getting sadder day by day.

He was lucky enough to find a job as a handyman in the Fuwei Escort Agency. He could receive half a kilogram of rice bran even though he was half exhausted from working all day.

A woman wearing a coarse cloth skirt walked out of the inner room. When she looked at the young man, she exuded a strong kindness and a touch of distress.

"Ji people have their own destiny. I believe dad and second brother will be fine. Mom, don't think too much about it."

Fang Ping himself didn't believe this. Human life is like an ant in this troubled world. If you say it is gone, it will be gone.

During the day today, Fang Ping also witnessed several gang members beating an old man to death in broad daylight. However, Fang Ping is now the head of the family and he cannot mess up.

Fang Ying obediently washed her feet, took off her clothes, got into bed and went to sleep, while Li Rou was still sewing on the bedside.

Fang Ping lay down on the bed and fell asleep directly. He was too tired. He had only earned half a catty of rice bran after working for a whole day. But while his body was asleep, Fang Ping's consciousness came to a vast and boundless space.

Fang Ping could clearly feel that his strength had greatly increased. Just when he wanted to test the authenticity, a pair of big sparkling eyes came up and asked: "Fang Ping! What are you talking about! Then

Come with the wisdom of heaven?"

"Who are you calling Fang Ping! I am your second brother!"

[Visualization point: 100]

Fang Ping also fondly touched his little sister's yellow and dry hair. Looking at her pitiful look, she must have been hungry all day long and was just waiting for him to come back.

[Visualization point: 98 points]

Fang Ying fell back and continued to sleep. If she could sleep until her second brother came back in the evening, she could eat directly without going hungry all day.

Fang Ping had to repeat it almost every day. Li Rou knew the power of it and sent Fang Ping away with a click.

"Mom, please go back."

Overnight, the road was blocked by heavy snow, and the snow in the alley was more than three feet thick. Fang Pingman bull charged for a while before he walked to the street.

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Chapter completed!