The Path to Becoming Immortal

In this way, the thunderbolt hit the golden elixir, and the golden elixir instantly shone with golden light, which was much better than expected.

He secretly glanced at the ink knife, and saw that in the flashing lightning, the ink knife showed no signs of damage. This was made by Master Ji, and it was indeed extraordinary.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"..."

Under the continuous thunderbolts, the golden elixir was now transparent, but the thunderbolts paused.

At this time, there was only one last thunderbolt left, but it was still brewing above the nine heavens.

At this moment, Ning Ping's body was charred black, and his clothes turned to ashes.

At this time, Ning Ping felt very sorry for the Fulong Bijin Armor. If it had not been destroyed, it could at least resist some power.

After waiting for a long time, a bright light finally lit up again in the dark clouds, and the thunderbolt came again.

"Cracking..." A thunderbolt that was more ferocious than before struck down, and it actually emitted bursts of blue light.

Ning Ping's eyes narrowed, and seeing that the power of the tribulation thunder was obviously much greater this time, he did not dare to be arrogant.

He saw an ancient mirror flying out and directly hitting the tribulation thunder above his head. It was the dark silver soul-stealing mirror.

"Boom..." The dark silver soul-stealing mirror was hit by this, and it fell to the side with lightning flashing.

The tribulation thunder still blasted down relentlessly, as if to wipe out the person who was undergoing the tribulation below on the spot.

Two cold rays shot out from Ning Ping's dark face, and the ink knife in his hand chopped out again.

"Boom..." After the blow, Ning Ping was instantly wrapped by the tribulation thunder.

A huge force of destruction also rushed into his body recklessly.

With a stubborn heart, Ning Ping frantically urged the Yuanli of his whole body, and in the flash of lightning, he directly blasted into the golden elixir.

At this moment, the golden elixir, which looked like an eggshell, finally made a crisp sound like the sound of nature in the lightning...

A mysterious breath emanated from the golden elixir and then merged into the Nascent Soul.

At this time, the Nascent Soul could not help but rise directly from the sky and bathe in the world.

The Nascent Soul was completed!

The original calamity cloud above his head had quietly dissipated, and a familiar breath immediately descended from the sky.

Blessings from heaven!

At this moment, Ning Ping sat cross-legged, allowing the purest spiritual energy and soul power of heaven and earth to flow into his body.

Tianyan Ding appeared quietly on one side, sharing the blessings with Ning Ping.

At this time, the spatial laws that were originally vaguely sensed were also clearly sensed at this moment, and they were everywhere.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was also clearly audible, and there was even a feeling that it could be summoned and waved away with a hand.

This was the perception of heaven and earth by the Nascent Soul cultivator, which could trigger part of the power of heaven and earth.

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A few months later, a monk in a green robe stood up. It was Ning Ping who had broken through the Nascent Soul stage.

On his handsome face, his eyes swept around like lightning, and then his breath was restrained, and all the sharpness was put away, just like an ordinary young man.

His consciousness glanced at the little girl who was still sleeping, and shook his head.

Then, he couldn't help but look to the northwest, where Wangyuan City was located.

"Go to the south! Maybe things will turn around."

"Go! Go your way, just remember to talk about it today."

These two sentences of Master Tongxuan kept lingering in his mind.

For this trip to the south, until now breaking through the Nascent Soul stage, Ning Ping had a feeling that it was unusually smooth.

Of course, the key is the existence of Hun Yi. Is that Master Tongxuan really so magical?

However, what Ning Ping didn't know was the opportunity for Hun Yuan to be unusually smooth this time, and how much impact it would have on the improvement of his strength in the future.

He retracted his gaze, and after a twist of his body, he disappeared from the original place without a trace.

A monk in a green robe walked out of the passage of Nanmen City. He looked quite ordinary. It was Ning Ping who had just returned to Nanmen City.

He smiled slightly, and his spiritual sense swept out directly. Suddenly, his eyes lit up slightly. He found a familiar person on a teahouse in the distance.

"Ning Ping, you really broke through to the Nascent Soul stage!" In the private room of the teahouse, Yun Lingrui looked up and down with a look of surprise.

Yun Lingrui had been waiting here for a while. When he was wondering whether to continue waiting, he finally waited for the person he wanted to see.

"Well, I finally broke through successfully." Ning Ping smiled slightly and sat down in front of the other party.

"That's good, that's good!" Yun Lingrui was overjoyed.

After understanding each other's separation, Yun Lingrui also talked about the main purpose of waiting for Ning Ping this time.

"I'm afraid the Yun family will not let you go."

"Well, who cares, things have come to this point, so I can only take it!"

Ning Ping's eyes turned cold. Now he has an irreconcilable contradiction with the Yun family.

The death of Yun Qinggan, Yun Chengwang's unfathomable purpose, and the curse he suffered.

Afterwards, Ning Ping also told Yun Lingrui about his speculations about Yun Chengwang, as well as the fate.

"Ah..., it seems that we really can't fall into their hands." Yun Lingrui was also quite troubled at the moment.

Apart from anything else, the death of Yun Qinggan was undoubtedly related to the boy in front of him.

But Yun Qinggan was also well-known.

Otherwise, he would not have left the Yun family and settled in Taixuan Sect.

Both sides were close relatives, so he simply decided not to ask.

Just as they fell into silence, the space in the room suddenly twisted, and a figure appeared.

"Meet Sect Master Wen..." When the two saw each other, they were extremely surprised and immediately stood up to greet him.

The unexpected visitor was none other than Taixuanzong Wen Haokong.

"Okay~ Ning Ping, you are indeed a young and handsome man!" Wen Haokong praised casually as he sat down.

Then he looked at Ning Ping and continued calmly.

"By the way, I just got together with the second elder of the Yun family. I'm afraid they also know that you are back."

When Ning Ping heard this, he and Yun Lingrui looked at each other, and both saw the surprise in the other's eyes.

"Master Yunfeng, logically speaking, this boy Ning Ping has some connections with our Taixuan Sect."

Seeing Yun Lingrui's serious silence in response, he turned to Ning Ping and continued.

"As for the Chuan Gong Hall, it's your chance and I won't ask about it."

"But it's hard for me to get involved in the matter between you and the Yun family. After all, it's your Yun family's family matter. There are too many twists and turns involved, and it's not easy for me, Tai Xuanzong, to get involved. I hope you can understand!"

Hearing Haokong's words seemed to be addressed to Ning Ping, but in fact they were addressed to Yun Lingrui.

"Sect Master, don't worry, I can understand. When the Sect Master showed up in Zhongzhou last time, this junior would be satisfied."

Ning Ping said and bowed directly, showing sincerity.

They have both cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, and of course they are aware of some of the other party's concerns, which are simply the fear of offending the Yun family.

And here, the feelings of Yun Lingrui, the peak leader, must be taken into consideration, otherwise it will cause confusion and it will be a loss to Taixuan Sect's reputation.

"Old sect leader, I understand completely!" Yun Lingrui expressed his attitude by bowing his hands with an expressionless expression.

"By the way, someone among the Qiu family monks mentioned that someone tried to destroy the formation before, and said that person had a white-haired zombie."

"Oh! Is this happening?" Yun Lingrui pretended to be surprised.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked calmly at Ning Ping, who was expressionless at the moment.

Wen Haokong smiled slightly, glanced at Ning Ping who was sitting upright, and continued.

"I just talked with Yun Chengwang and learned that he had seen this white-haired zombie..."

"Okay, that's it. Anyway, the formation here has been inspected and it has not suffered any damage. It seems that it is just the Qiu family's words."

"Besides, I still have to ask about the Qiu family's plot to plot the Star Soul after the ancestor of the Qiu family shows up!"