Chapter 11 Darts

Three days later, the dart was escorted to Zuojiazhuang.

For this reason, Fang Ping left without saying a word to Bai Yunfei, how the world outside the city is used Fang Ping has not seen it with his own eyes, and he can get a glimpse of how terrifying it will be outside the city wall in this troubled world from the chaos in the outer city of Shanyang County.

If this Shanyang County is a giant beast dormant in troubled times, devouring the blood of the people at the bottom, then outside this city is an endless black abyss.

Fang Ping returned to his home in Mouse Alley and told Li Rou that he was going out for a dart trip in three days, hearing this, Li Rou's eyes were red, and her eyes were full of worry, Fang Ping's father and brother had no news after they arrived outside the city, and they had not returned yet.

The life of this family was just a little hopeful, and there was another accident, but she couldn't do anything, so she could only tell Fang Ping to protect herself and run away when she met a bad guy.

"I won't go to the dart game in the next few days, and I will do my best to accumulate visualization points!"

Fang Ping sat on the bed and meditated into the visualization space.

An hour passed, and Fang Ping's body did not move at all, as if he was wandering out of the world.

"I want to be beaten, don't you?"

Li Rou let out a soft snort and stopped Fang Ying's sneaky movements.

"Is the second brother asleep? Do you want to cover him with a quilt? Fang Ying thoughtfully picked up a quilt and wrapped Fang Ping like a zongzi, revealing only one head.

Fang Ping in the visualization space didn't know everything that was happening in the outside world, he had no distractions, and he was immersed in the breath, his blood was boiling, and his muscles and bones were roaring.

Fang Ping's skin slowly turned red, and the qi and blood surging under the blood vessels were about to gush out from the pores, and he exhaled and inhaled heavily, imagining himself as an old turtle that had gone through the years and had a long lifespan.

[Visualization point: 181 (200/181)]

[Visualization point: 182 (200/182)]

……

Two days passed, and Fang Ping never stepped out, so he stayed at home, day and night, racing against time to practice the "Turtle Breath Breath Absorption Technique".

When you calm down, you can still use your heart and mind, and while breathing, you can comprehend the mystery of the "turtle breath breathing technique".

In terms of meals, Fang Ping has one meal a day.

On the third day.

Visualize Fang Ping exhaling in the space, his body is hot and smoking, his pores are contracted and stretched, and he is shaped like a mouth and nose, following Fang Ping's law of exhalation, inhaling air and exhaling foul air.

People are born to breathe through the mouth and nose, but the pores of the human body have the same ability to breathe, but they are ignored and cannot be touched, Fang Ping repeatedly spit out, and accidentally controlled the ability to breathe through the pores, that is to say, even if Fang Ping does not breathe through the mouth and nose, he can breathe only by shrinking and stretching the pores.

This required him to inhale the breath in his body, which increased several times, and the qi and blood in his body also rumbled.

[Visualization point: 198 (198/200)]

"Just breathing through my mouth and nose can speed up the flow of qi and blood, and slightly increase my speed, strength, and defense."

"There are more than 20,000 pores in the upper and lower parts of the human body, and I breathe together with my mouth and nose, how much should my strength and speed increase?"

There was still a difference between the visualization space and the real world, and Fang Ping instantly withdrew from the visualization space and walked out of the room.

The ice under the eaves is clear, the wind and snow are mixed in the alley, and the upper half of Fang Ping's body is running the "Turtle Breath Breathing Technique" without an inch, and more than 20,000 pores on the surface of the body that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye are also breathing.

There was a pop, Fang Ping's skin was red, and wisps of steam were bubbling under his pores, like a boiling kettle.

Knock Knock –

Knock Knock –

The sound of his heartbeat and even the frequency of his heartbeat increased several times, and Fang Ping felt that he had endless strength all over his body, but before he could use his fists and kicks, his blood vessels cracked.

A large amount of blood poured out of his cracked veins, and Fang Ping was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped spitting.

"Horror! The pores combined with the mouth and nose to perform the "Turtle Breath Breath Technique", and the strength of my body increased several times on the original basis...... But my body itself can't withstand such power, and when I reach the Iron Bone Realm, I may be able to barely control it. ”

Fang Ping turned his head to look, and what caught his eyes was Fang Ying's stunned little face.

"Don't shout."

Walking like a fly, Fang Ping covered Fang Ying's mouth and nose.

"Blood ......"

Fang Ying was stunned, after Fang Ping's blood vessels ruptured, his upper body was covered with blood.

"It's hot, and it's normal to bleed a little."

The recovery power of the Martial Dao Nine Grades is still very strong, and the speed of Fang Ping's dispersal is fast, the blood vessels are slightly cracked, and they will recover after a night's rest.

Putting on the clothes that had been thrown on the snow, Fang Ping led Fang Ying to the outside of Mouse Alley, outside which were guarding more than a dozen members of the Black Tiger Gang, and they couldn't avoid fear when they saw Fang Ping.

Fang Ping deliberately led Fang Ying around the mouth of Mouse Alley for a long time, this area is still the territory of the Black Tiger Gang.

Fang Ping is going to dart tomorrow, and he won't be able to come back for ten days and half a month, and at this moment, he is leading Fang Ying to walk around the alley, just to warn the Black Tiger Gang to be honest.

The strength of his martial arts nine grades has limited deterrence, but it is more than enough to protect his own family.

……

The fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

Fuwei Dart Board.

Fang Ping, who arrived at the dart bureau in the morning, saw the goods to be escorted to Zuojiazhuang this time in a courtyard, and the two carriages were piled with mahogany boxes, which were said to be full of medicinal herbs.

Bai Yunfei came half an hour late, greeted Fang Ping, and three more people came one after another, all of whom were executioners in the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and they were also the team members who escorted the darts to Zuojiazhuang this time.

"Bai Gongzi."

The three executioners respectfully called Bai Yunfei Bai Gongzi.

Everyone in the dart game knows that Bai Yunfei is the young master of a big family in the inner city, even if they can't understand what the young master of a big family thinks, they all know that they can't afford to offend, even a few darts in the dart game are polite to Bai Yunfei.

"Don't be polite, you're about to go out of the city, everyone is brothers, and when you encounter thieves and robbers, you have to treat each other with all sincerity." Bai Yunfei didn't hold the shelf, which made the three executioners feel more cordial.

"No one else?" Fang Ping asked.

"Including you, the four executioners, the nine grades of martial arts. I'm the Eight Grades of Martial Arts, isn't that enough? ”

Bai Yunfei said with a smile: "It's not as dangerous outside the city as you think, I didn't encounter any danger when I walked a dart some time ago, and the general thieves and rogues will be in droop as long as they see the dart flag of the Fuwei Dart Bureau."

The powerful thief also maintains some tacit understanding with the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and he will not rob the dart easily. ”

The three executioners nodded decisively, the reputation of the Fuwei Dart Bureau was beaten up in the accumulation of time and days, and there were really few people outside Shanyang County who dared to attack the Fuwei Dart Bureau.

For example, not long ago, the "Black Merry Gang Troupe", known as thousands of people and horses, robbed a dart of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and after the negotiation of Zheng Jinshan, the head of the dart, he also bowed his head and compromised and returned it.

"It's almost noon, let's go."

"The rules are that you can't drink alcohol on the way, you can't eat food other than dry food, and you can't be alone in a team."

The rules of the game are well known, and no one present expressed a dissenting opinion.

Two dart carts loaded with mahogany boxes exited the back door and headed out of the city.

Bai Yunfei took the lead and rode on a yellow hussay, like Fang Ping riding a horse in captivity in the dart game.