The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Then I'm coming!"

Yoon-ah raised her little pink fist and blasted it out lightly.

"Yoon-ah, you're good!" Ning Ping also raised his fist to meet him.

"Bang..."

A light sound was heard, and Ning Ping felt an extremely strong force coming along his fist.

Then his whole body slid backwards uncontrollably.

"Swish..."

Since he tried his best to stabilize his body, the floor paved with hard stones under his feet was plowed with two deep marks.

Ning Ping's body was not stable until he slid back a few feet.

"How much force did you use!"

Ning Ping secretly smacked his lips in his heart, what a strong force, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"About three layers!" Yoon-ah blinked her big eyes and thought about it.

"Okay, let's do it again! This time, use more force!"

After saying that, Ning Ping also activated the Taiyi Tongtian Jing Gongfa, and a dragon roar sounded in his body.

"Okay, brother, be careful, I'm coming!"

Yooner took a step forward, raised her little pink fist and smashed over.

"Boom..."

A visible wave spread from the fists of the two, and Ning Ping was thrown out again.

The whole person also slid backwards in the air, constantly dissipating the huge force transmitted to his body, and retreated a full two feet before he stabilized his body.

Ning Ping took a breath of cold air. Just now, he used his Yuan force, but Yooner only used the strength of his body.

"Yooner, come again! Use all your strength."

Ning Ping's fighting spirit was also ignited, and his Yuan force was agitated, and the Taiyi Tongtian Sutra was also urged to the extreme.

"Okay, then I'm coming!"

Yooner didn't seem to be prepared for anything, but there was a strange wave emanating from her body.

Seeing this, Ning Ping raised his hand and punched out under the urging of the skills, and a dragon head with Yuan force condensed on his fist suddenly condensed.

A clear dragon roar came from the fist, and the pair of fierce eyes on the dragon head also locked coldly on Yoona.

"Hah..." Yoona's fighting spirit was also aroused, and she shouted and punched out.

"Boom boom..."

A loud noise came from the two of them, and a wave of air swept around, and the stone slabs under his feet and the rockery in the distance were blown away.

Ning Ping felt an extremely powerful force surge over, and the dragon head was shattered in an instant.

Then an irresistible huge force came from the fist.

It was like a mountain crashing over, and the whole person was thrown back again.

The strange force was like a wave, one wave after another, pushing Ning Ping back continuously.

Ning Ping's eyes lit up, and all his body skills were also urged to resist.

But under the strange force, they were disintegrated one after another, and his body could not stop retreating under it, and it could be eliminated.

It was not until a hundred feet later that Ning Ping finally stabilized his body.

Ning Ping was not surprised but happy, because he felt a familiar feeling in the opponent's punch.

The strange fluctuations emanating from Yoona just now, and the force of this punch on him.

It seems that he also has it in his body.

The law of power! This is the law of power!

Ning Ping's heart was slightly shaken, and he had an epiphany.

Inspired by this, a faint strange breath emerged from his body.

This strange breath was emitted from his muscles and bones.

Suddenly, under the influence of this, Ning Ping could not help but activate the Taiyi Tongtian Sutra.

On the fist, a dragon head that was clearer than before appeared again.

Especially the details on the dragon head, which were clearly visible, a pair of dragon eyes containing fierceness, and at a glance, there was a feeling of choosing people to devour.

"What are you two doing?" At this time, a sharp shout came from a distance, and two figures also flew over here.

Ning Ping just glanced at it, and was shocked. He did not hesitate to flash and flew back, shouting.

"I'm going to practice in seclusion! I won't have dinner!"

"Yun'er, I'll keep my word. I'll take you out to play next time. Now I'm going to practice in seclusion!"

After saying that, he didn't forget to send a message to Yun'er who looked dazed.

Afterwards, Yun'er looked at the two people in front of her with tears in her eyes.

One was Ding Xiuyue with a stern face, and the other was Gu Xiao with a weird face.

At this moment, the two looked at Ning Ping who was flying away, and then looked at Yun'er who was crying, and they didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

............

"It's a close call! Fortunately, I ran fast!"

As soon as he returned to Danta, Ning Ping breathed a sigh of relief with a face full of fear.

Afterwards, looking at everything familiar in front of him, he nodded slightly thoughtfully.

At this moment, his state of mind was very peaceful, his thoughts were clear, and his realm was extremely stable.

This has a lot to do with not practicing and living with his mother and others for a period of time.

But even if he didn't practice, his cultivation at this moment did not decrease but increased a little.

This also made Ning Ping more aware of the importance of combining work and rest.

He sorted these out in his mind, flipped his hand, and put the dragon blood in front of him again.

This time in seclusion, he planned to integrate it well.

But when he thought of the bottle of dragon blood that was almost not missing, Ning Ping's scalp tingled.

As a drop of dragon blood was put into his mouth, a burning sensation rose in his stomach again.

Under the full force of the Hunji Dongxu Sutra, a fiery red shield also condensed outside the body.

Ning Ping's whole body immediately turned red again.

A large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth also poured directly into his body.

However, with the previous two refinings, the injuries caused by refining dragon blood this time were obviously not so serious.

With his own strong recovery ability, he would not suffer as much as the first time.

In this way, he began to practice day after day and year after year.

............

Until one day, Ning Ping's eyes opened again, and another drop of dragon blood was successfully refined.

The refining speed this time was also accelerated again, and it was completed in just a few decades.

And the effect after refining this time was obviously not as good as the previous two times.

It seems that this bottle of dragon blood does not need to be refined completely. It is estimated that if there are another ten drops, it will completely lose the meaning of refining.

After thinking about it for a while, Ning Ping locked his consciousness on the dragon pill in the dantian again.

With a thought, the dragon pill flashed and appeared in front of him.

Ning Ping raised his hand, and a drop of blood condensed again on his fingertips.

At this time, the gold threads contained in Ning Ping's blood became much denser, and at this moment, the blood actually exuded a faint pressure.

This also reminded Ning Ping of the rust spots on the broken sword Li Qiu.

At that time, just a trace of residual blood made him suffer a lot.

I don't know when a drop of my blood has such power.