The Path to Becoming Immortal

Returning to the altar, Ning Ping looked blankly at the ink knife in his hand, and then at the other person's intact face.

I really didn't expect that this white-haired zombie's face was tougher than the magic weapon in his hand.

At this moment, a hint of ridicule was clearly seen in the other party's clear eyes.

"I don't believe in this evil today..."

After a long time, many days of tossing.

Ning Ping gasped and stopped, shaking off a gray-black sticky substance on the tip of the ink knife.

Just now, he poked it into the nostril of the white-haired zombie, and brought out such a thing.

Although the tip of the knife looked clean, Ning Ping still threw a fireball out of disgust and carefully roasted it several times before he felt relieved.

"Huh...huh...huh" At this time, I saw the white-haired zombie looking at Ning Ping with a grin on his face,

It was jumping up and down on the ground and walking around happily.

Ning Ping was immediately furious, but he didn't act rashly again. Suddenly something occurred to his mind.

With a thought, the restrictions on Tianyan Cauldron were immediately lifted.

"... Damn it..." As soon as it was lifted, Mr. Hu's cursing voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Mr. Hu, who are you scolding?" Ning Ping frowned slightly and said calmly.

"...Hmph~ Who are you scolding! You have the nerve to tell me how I feel when I am not married, but I have experienced life and death at least. You just keep me here like this, what does this mean!!"

At this time, Mr. Hu's little figure jumped out and said angrily.

When Ning Ping heard this, he immediately muttered in his heart, you old man, how can you see these things?

"Okay, stop complaining. Come and see what that thing is." Ning Ping pretended to be serious and said impatiently.

Seeing this, Mr. Hu inadvertently raised the corners of his mouth, stopped talking, and swept his consciousness outward.

"Hey, Corpse Chief..."

"It's called Shi Kui? Do you know its origin?" When Ning Ping heard this, he found he was right.

"The corpse chief is a corpse that is about to die, and then is supported by a huge amount of flesh and blood, so it has a very low possibility of being born."

As he spoke, Mr. Hu glanced at the canyon again.

"Well, this is also a very gloomy place, which is suitable for this thing to grow."

When Ning Ping heard this, it suddenly dawned on him that this thing was called Zhi Kui, and it would not be wrong to call it a white-haired zombie.

It seems that the person who entered before fell from the Xianfan Bridge, and this ghost thing was born by coincidence.

But what Mr. Hu said next immediately overturned this idea.

"No, this stone tablet... seems to exist to suppress this evil thing."

"You said this stone tablet was specially prepared for him? Then it..."

As they spoke, the two of them looked at each other, and an incredible answer was about to come out.

That is to say, this white-haired zombie has been with Yuntian Mansion to this day, and it probably came from that unknown place?

The stakes are high! Immediately afterwards, Mr. Hu observed carefully.

"It is indeed the Corpse King, but it is hard to say whether it has always existed. This thing is born with an extremely strong physical body, invulnerable and very difficult to deal with."

After Ning Ping heard this, he thought about it and stopped thinking about where it came from.

Now I am angry, as long as I can get that gray-black hair.

"Well, indeed, I used the spirit beast mark before to try to cut off the gray-black hair on his neck under interference, but it was difficult to succeed. Do you have any good ideas?"

"Spirit beast mark? Hey, you can still think of it. Do you still want to try to interfere with this old monster that has been around for who knows how long? It doesn't feel good!"

"Ahem~ It's okay, think about it, is there any good way..." As he spoke, Ning Ping also explained in detail the methods he had tried before.

"Haha, that's called corpse hair. You actually want to use a knife to cut off the place where the essence of the hair on your body condenses."

"I'm telling you, don't talk about the gray hair. Even if it's ordinary hair, you can't cut it off with magic weapons."

Of course Ning Ping believed this. Not only did he see it with his own eyes, he also tried it with his own hands.

"Hey, actually you can try the simplest way, just pull it out!"

Suddenly, Mr. Hu had an idea and thought of an idea.

"Plucking..." Ning Ping opened his eyes wide and thought carefully, not to mention that it was somewhat feasible.

Anyway, you will know if it works or not by trying it.

At this point, Ning Ping didn't think too much and directly formed a spirit beast seal and punched it out again.

Seeing that the other party was silent for a long time, the white-haired corpse leader repeated his old tricks again. He couldn't escape anyway, and he was too lazy to move.

Ning Ping hit the target with one blow, and then he leaned forward and grabbed one of the corpses while the corpse leader was in a daze.

I tried hard, but it didn't move at all.

Time was running out, and Ning Ping immediately gathered all his energy into one palm and pulled back fiercely.

Returning to the altar again, he opened his palm and saw with surprise a gray-black hair about a foot long in his palm. This was the corpse mane.

With the observation of his spiritual consciousness, waves of extremely uncomfortable negative emotions came from his spiritual consciousness.

Just like before, it was connected with the spirit beast seal.

Ning Ping immediately disconnected his consciousness and stared blankly at the corpse mane in his hand, feeling terrified in his heart.

At this time, the corpse leader outside was staring at the thing in Ning Ping's hand with his eyes wide open.

Then he raised his hand and touched the area where the corpse's hair was pulled out...

"Wow......" A thunderous roar resounded throughout the canyon, and then the corpse leader walked around outside the altar in great anger.

Seeing the distressed look of the corpse leader, Ning Ping quickly took out a jade box and collected the corpse hair.

Of course, he ignored his roar and continued to recover.

You know, that guy had laughed at him before.

"Hehe, I'm here to pluck hair again..."

Then, he did the same thing.

"Plucking hair..."

"Wow......"

"Wow......"

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On this day, a black shadow suddenly shot out from the Yuntian Hall and broke through the air.

Then, the formations in the entire hall were lifted one by one.

The rest were a large group of monks looking at each other in surprise.

"Ah... The black-armored man is gone!" Suddenly, a loud shout directly attracted everyone's attention to one place.

But when they looked at the black-armored man, they found that the black-armored man had disappeared.

Not only the man in black armor, but also the chair he was sitting on and the ever-burning lamp on the pillar were gone.

Only an empty hall was left.

At that moment, a group of people rushed out of the hall as if they had found a way out of a desperate situation, looking around and never daring to step into the hall again.

Yun Chengwang was very annoyed. He had been trapped for many days in vain. When he glanced around, he was surprised to find that two people were missing.

He also found that the old woman next to Ji Wanning was also looking around in confusion at this moment.

So he moved and came to Yun Lingrui's side.