The Path to Becoming Immortal

Ning Ping shouted loudly, waved his sleeves, and a black boulder the size of a house suddenly rolled in front of him.

Then, his eyes focused, and his hands began to draw in the air.

In just three breaths, an extremely exquisite array pattern was formed in the air. With Ning Ping's light wave, the array pattern flashed and merged into the boulder.

This is not over yet, Ning Ping's hands began to shake again, and another array pattern was being drawn.

This move surprised Dian Ji and his son. You should know that Ning Ping used to need at least five breaths to draw a pattern.

Don't underestimate this shortened by only three breaths, but it shows a huge improvement.

It's not just about the number of array patterns, but also requires a deep understanding.

It seems that as expected, after a thousand years, Ning Ping's array has made a huge improvement.

In the shocked eyes of the two, one array pattern after another was integrated into the black stone, and a strange breath gradually emanated from the black stone.

Dian Fu, who was standing by, was even more excited. He stared at Ning Ping's actions, and his hands began to draw in the air involuntarily.

A few strands of Yuanli condensed silk threads also began to condense in the air. At first glance, they looked quite realistic.

But just as they condensed here, Ning Ping had already completed a new array pattern.

The array pattern in Dian Fu's hand was twisted and finally dissipated.

This scene made Dian Ji very excited.

Dian Fu's unconscious actions at this time were to enter a state of enlightenment.

It also showed that his son had a great talent for the perception of array patterns.

"There is a successor to my Dian family!"

While sighing, Dian Ji quickly restrained his breath, fearing that he would affect the two of them.

Then, Dian Ji also found something that made him even happier.

That was that the speed of condensing the array pattern in Ning Ping's hand had obviously slowed down, and every stroke was clearly visible.

It took a hundred breaths to draw a pattern.

This move made Dian Ji extremely excited. It was obvious that it was to let Dian Fu see more clearly. This was Ning Ping's intention to cultivate his son.

Next, Ning Ping's speed of drawing the array pattern became slower and slower. It took him an hour to draw one array pattern.

But the extremely complex pattern still made Dian Ji, who was standing by, dizzy.

This also made Dian Ji feel very emotional.

Although his array cultivation was good, his talent was not worth mentioning when it came to the more advanced field of array pattern.

Ning Ping drew array pattern after array pattern slowly and unhurriedly.

At some point, Dian Fu's eyes were quietly closed, but his hands were still shaking in front of him, as if he was drawing something.

Noticing this, Ning Ping smiled slightly, and his hands moved violently, instantly reaching the extreme, and a distorted afterimage appeared.

An array pattern condensed in the blink of an eye.

Dianji also reacted excitedly at this time, and then bowed to Ning Ping calmly.

Ning Ping smiled faintly, nodded slightly, and continued to work.

Not long after, the huge stone in front of him was covered with array patterns.

Ning Ping looked at it with satisfaction, and the array pattern in his hand flashed and flew to another black stone.

Days passed, and Dianfu finally opened his eyes.

"Haha! Not bad, I didn't expect your talent in arrays to be beyond my expectations!"

Seeing Dianfu open his eyes, Ning Ping also laughed happily.

This is a kind of joy like seeing a piece of unpolished jade, and Dianfu's calm and tenacious character is also very appreciated by Ning Ping.

This is why he has given special advice over the past few days.

"Thank you for your help, Senior Ning!"

Dianfu bowed with a serious face, performing the ceremony of apprenticeship.

"Haha, this is your own talent. You can try to draw the array pattern yourself next! It will also make me feel more relaxed. Get up!"

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ning, for your guidance! This favor will be remembered by our Dian family!"

Dian Ji, who had been guarding on one side, also bowed with a serious face, his eyes full of excitement.

The other party did not stop Dian Fu's gift just now and accepted it calmly, which obviously meant to treat Dian Fu differently.

Did he take a fancy to this kid from his family? Should he take the opportunity to become his disciple and make it legitimate?

Just when Dian Ji was struggling in his heart, Ning Ping's voice came over.

"Fellow Daoist Dian is too kind. In the entire cultivation world, there is such a high talent in array. I am also happy to see it!"

Ning Ping smiled lightly, and then looked at Dian Fu who had stood up at this moment.

"Okay, continue to comprehend! Let your father do the bricklaying! Haha!!!"

"Haha, no problem, I'm very good at this bricklaying!"

Dian Ji happily took over this matter.

The next step is to rebuild the monument. Ning Ping and others are naturally worried about letting others do it.

This time, the entire monument is to be built into a whole and completely integrated into the formation. Others may not be able to do it.

Dian Ji's Yuanli surged, and Yuanli struggled to roll up a black stone that was integrated with the formation pattern.

"Boom..."

While swinging, the boulder fell to the original location of the monument, and the bricklaying plan began.

With Ning Ping and Kong Lingzi constantly monitoring, any slight spatial fluctuations in the area where the monument is located cannot escape the eyes of the law.

Fortunately, as expected, the holy land has since ceased its activities, as if it had completely disappeared.

One day, ten years later, a huge black stone tablet appeared again after a slight twist.

The black stone tablet was hundreds of feet high, and it exuded a solemn and solid feeling.

There were also countless portraits engraved on it, which were the figures of monks who had participated in several wars.

Those figures were portrayed vividly, and it seemed that some of them were condensing some magic, or holding up the magic weapon in their hands and trying their best to attack.

Just by looking at it, a fighting spirit could not be suppressed from the bottom of his heart.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, do you really want to use this black stone to refine all the array bases?"

When he heard that Ning Ping planned to use this terrifyingly hard black stone for all the array bases, Dian Ji's heart trembled violently.

During this period, he had tried to refine this strange black stone, but no matter how he refined it, the black stone did not move at all and could not be refined at all.

Only Ning Ping and Hu Buwei, a few Mahayana monks, could barely cut the black stone into the required shape with the help of magic weapons.

But this is just the initial stone. If it is fused with the array pattern, its hardness will be even more outrageous.

Even if you use magic weapons to bombard it with all your strength, you can't shake it at all.

"That's right! Since the holy land has no plans to invade for the time being, just make it well to prevent future troubles!"