The Path to Becoming Immortal

After walking a few steps, Ning Ping had to deduce again. After going back and forth and making a long circle, the two finally came to the pavilion.

At this time, a burst of laughter came into the ears without warning. A group of beautiful women, dressed revealingly, were leaning on wooden chairs beside the pavilion and chatting.

Seeing the arrival of Ning Ping and the others, they smiled shyly. After exchanging glances, they secretly looked at the two.

"What did you see?" Ning Ping asked quietly.

"Magic weapons and a weapon rack. ... What about you!" Ji Wanning was very surprised that the other party would ask this.

But since the other party asked this, he became curious about it.

"Well, the same! There are so many peerless magic weapons!" Ning Ping said calmly.

Ji Wanning frowned immediately and looked at the weapon rack in the pavilion again. Two magic weapons, is this a lot?

But then he understood the meaning of Ning Ping's words. It seems that the two people saw something different.

Ning Ping walked directly into the pavilion without any fear, and looked around coldly.

"Hmph..." After Ning Ping closed his eyes and snorted coldly, when he opened his eyes again, all the illusions disappeared.

At this time, a wave of enlightenment also surged into his heart.

Recalling the journey along the way, especially before outside Yuntian Mansion, where did the sense of crisis come from?

Climbing up from the Immortal Seeking Ladder, it not only tempered the body, but the soul also experienced the pressure of the black shadow, and further built confidence, so that it was more determined to cross the Immortal Bridge.

There is no doubt that both the Immortal Seeking Ladder and the Immortal Bridge are mainly for tempering will.

At this moment, there is a feeling that even if I don’t use the killing intention, I am afraid that at some point, Wen Dao in the square will wake up.

And those who climb up from the shortcut will unconsciously feel that they are one step behind.

I don’t know what the consequences will be if I don’t pass the Immortal Bridge, but I think it will definitely not be much better.

As for Wen Dao in the square, it is estimated that a large part of it will stay there! Who can resist such temptation?

Having experienced illusions several times, the illusion in this small pavilion is not a big deal now.

Not long after, Ning Ping roughly understood the formation here, and found that this is simply a great place to comprehend the formation.

He found that the grass and trees around, including the pavilion, pillars, and railings, are all part of the formation prohibition, and they are perfectly integrated together using a whimsical combination.

Or illusion, or trapped, or attack, or blocked...

This is also a new door for Ning Ping's formation, like opening a new door, and everything can enter the formation.

Of course, understanding and being able to do are two different things, which is also closely related to cultivation and cognition.

Just as Ning Ping was constantly comprehending, suddenly an old Taoist came leisurely from the other end of the path.

The old Taoist has a fairy-like appearance, kind eyebrows, and a leisurely walk among the flowers and grass paths. An inexplicable aura is also exuded inadvertently.

The moment they looked up, Ning Ping and Ji Wanning both became extremely nervous and secretly alert.

This old Taoist was none other than the one who had preached in the dojo before.

"Why are you two staying here? Why don't you go to the dojo to listen to the lecture?"

The old Taoist came closer and said in a serious tone, as if he had met a stubborn disciple.

"Replying to the senior, we have just listened to a lecture. Now we are here because we are afraid of biting off more than we can chew! Let's digest it a little."

"Oh! You know when to stop at such a young age, um! Very good!" The old Taoist looked pleased when he heard it.

The old Taoist looked at the two of them with a flickering look, as if to see if they were lying.

"Your skills are good, remember to practice diligently in the future! Feel more about yourself, your soul is also good, you may do great things in the future, but don't get involved in karma."

"Thank you for your advice, senior!" Ning Ping was also very confused at this moment, and the words of this soul were very unfamiliar.

On second thought, this is probably just their name. It sounds quite appropriate to call it the soul or spirit.

When he bowed, he even plucked up his courage and secretly looked at the other party with his consciousness, but then he was shocked in his heart, but fortunately he just used his head down to cover it up.

At this time, the old Taoist turned to Ji Wanning again, his face was a little solemn.

"Girl, you are the most talented junior I have ever seen, but I have a word for you here, let go, only then can you climb high!"

"Thank you for your guidance!" Ji Wanning also saluted in the clouds.

"Okay, I still have to preach, you guys are free to do whatever you want!"

After the old Taoist finished speaking, he turned and left. After disappearing into the forest, he could hear a vague voice.

"Forgive all living beings, forgive all living beings, and suffer for their own bodies. The road to immortality is difficult? And enjoy it!"

Ning Ping and Ji Wanning looked at each other and said the same thing at the same time.

"Remnant soul!"

That's right, when the old Taoist left, he shuttled between the flowers and plants without getting a single leaf on him. Of course, this scene was seen by the two of them one by one.

At this moment, Ning Ping suddenly figured out what the strange feeling and the inexplicable aura on him were after leaving the Taoist temple.

That was sadness, that was depression. Thinking of this, looking around, this feeling suddenly became clearer.

In the silence, there was a sense of depression, like a dead place. This place is dead!!!

Although the old Taoist had a kind smile on his face, combined with his dead residual soul and his preaching day after day according to his instincts before death.

All of this shows that the old Taoist missed this place.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a deep chill.

What exactly is the origin of this Yuntian Mansion? This is exactly the doubt that lingers in Ning Ping and Ji Wanning's mind at this moment.

Who is the owner here? The black-armored man?

As for the fact that the old Taoist saw through his soul at a glance, to be honest, Ning Ping was not surprised at all, but what he said about less karma was a bit unreasonable.

The so-called karma, as passed down in Buddhism, is basically condensed by meaningless killing, which is an irresistible force of retribution for good and evil.

But it seems that it has nothing to do with me, right? The people I killed can be said to be forced everywhere.

Although according to Buddhism, as long as killing is committed, there will be karma, more or less.

But my so-called killing, compared with others, is nothing!

Since I can't figure it out, Ning Ping can only treat it as a prophecy of a senior.

As for what the old Taoist said to Ji Wanning, it was even more confusing, not to mention himself.

Looking at Ji Wanning's frowning face, he was probably troubled by the old Taoist's words.

Day after day, Ning Ping and Ji Wanning slowly moved forward in this sea of ​​array restrictions.

Until one day, they came to a fork in the road. One road went down and went deep into the valley below. Just looking at it, there was a strong sense of crisis in their hearts.

And the other road, in the distance, was a flying eaves hidden behind the bushes.

One felt dangerous, and the other was likely to contain opportunities. Without thinking, Ning Ping continued to walk directly to the house.