The Path to Becoming Immortal

After getting it, I was busy refining the Heaven Sealing Mysterious Armor Shield, and Li Qiu only studied it briefly.

There is still some time now, so I can comprehend it carefully.

Ning Ping's consciousness moved, and a wisp of consciousness directly entangled Li Qiu.

But then, a faint sadness on the sword was directly transmitted into his sea of ​​consciousness.

That's right, it seems that this broken sword is regretting something, or has a deep regret for something.

Ning Ping also experienced this strange scene before, and now he experienced it again, and he was still surprised.

Now that the aura of the Wenren Sword has dissipated, Ning Ping can't help but feel a little regretful.

After cheering up a little, Ning Ping observed it carefully again.

Li Qiu chose the master by himself, and there was no need to refine it at all.

The consciousness went deep into it, and it seemed that there was another space in the sword body.

But this space was already dilapidated, and all the formations in it were also broken.

The divine consciousness was in it, and the space in the sword body was like a cave that could collapse at any time. It was barely solidified by the criss-crossing formations and was able to continue to this day.

From the outside to the inside, as a whole, this broken sword is truly worthy of its name.

However, although it is broken, it is still sharp. With Ning Ping's physical strength, it can be easily cut.

With in-depth exploration, Ning Ping made new discoveries.

When Ning Ping's divine consciousness came into contact with the rust on the sword body, he explored it in depth.

At this time, Ning Ping felt that there seemed to be a breath on the rust that had nothing to do with Li Qiuzhong.

If Ning Ping's divine consciousness was not extremely sensitive, it would be difficult to detect it, and there was rust on the outside.

So Ning Ping was curious, and his divine consciousness condensed into a needle tip and stabbed it directly.

At the same time as a bloody breath came out, a shocking will exploded directly in Ning Ping's divine consciousness, and a thunder that seemed to come from the ancient times exploded directly in his mind.

"Boom..."

"Hmph!" The silent roar caused Ning Ping to throw the broken sword in his hand out instantly.

Ning Ping's face turned pale at this moment, and he stared at the broken sword with horror.

Blood! Under the rust, there was a trace of blood!

And the will just now came from the remaining blood.

At this moment, his soul was injured, and waves of pain continued to come to his mind.

In addition to being frightened, he threw a handful of pills to restore the soul injury into his mouth, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

At this time, Ning Ping stared at the inconspicuous rust with lingering fear.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, this mere blood has such power.

And in it, Ning Ping sensed the extremely strong breath of the law of thunder.

Compared with it, the law of thunder that he had comprehended was like a small grass and a towering tree, insignificant and incomparable.

It also far exceeded his understanding of the law of thunder. Just now, he vaguely felt that the thunder seemed to have traveled through the whole world.

Ning Ping stared at the broken sword on the ground in a daze, and it took a long time for him to come to his senses.

There is no doubt that the bloodstain must have been left by the opponent of the broken sword. It is conceivable that the owner of the bloodstain has a high level of cultivation that is simply unimaginable.

The owner of the broken sword, who is the opponent, is also the same. The person who can be the opponent even caused injuries to him.

Such a cultivation is beyond his imagination.

"Qinglan Secret Realm!" Ning Ping murmured involuntarily, and he became more and more curious about it.

All the mysteries and roots undoubtedly come from the mysterious Qinglan Secret Realm.

At present, this broken sword Li Qiu can be used as a last resort, which is feasible. If he accidentally touches the bloodstain during the fight, the scene just now will be repeated.

Under the erosion of that terrifying will, it will explode instantly. It would be strange if he did not become the meat on the opponent's plan board.

Cautiously, Ning Ping waved his hands repeatedly, sealed the broken sword Li Qiu with several restrictions before grabbing it again.

But at this time, his consciousness no longer dared to easily explore the rust.

After another month of recovery, Ning Ping breathed a sigh of relief with a pale face.

At this time, the soul injury caused before was almost recovered.

After three years of seclusion, Ning Ping finally walked out of the secret room for cultivation and sat in the pavilion.

Looking at the fog in the sky outside the cliff, Ning Ping felt refreshed and put the previous soul injury of the broken sword behind him.

Calculating the time, next, it must be almost time for the Qinglan Secret Realm to open!

"Meet Elder Shi!"

Just as Ning Ping was looking at the surging wind and clouds, a shout came from behind him.

Ning Ping turned around and glanced at the people behind him.

After three years, Qi Yan's cultivation level has also been raised to the late Jindan stage, and Yuan Deheng and You Changsheng have also broken through to the middle Jindan stage.

"Not bad! It seems that you have been practicing hard in the past few years! Good progress!"

Ning Ping nodded gently after seeing this. Before the retreat, he also gave them some pills, which seemed to be effective.

At this moment, Ning Ping's breath was restrained, but the invisible pressure emanating from his body made Qi Yan and the other two feel uneasy.

Noticing the embarrassment of several people, Ning Ping directly threw out another storage bag.

Next, he had to go deep into the Qinglan Secret Realm again. After all, he was the master of the Hidden Sword Peak, and he couldn't just ignore his subordinates.

"Thank you, Elder Gu!" After Qi Yan reached out to take the storage bag, several people were secretly happy.

Qi Yan's consciousness secretly scanned the storage bag, and his face changed slightly. There were many more pills in it than last time.

For three whole years, he only used his clone to meet a visitor once at the beginning, but he never asked about them.

Now that he is the elder of Jianfeng, he has some sense of compensation.

Qi Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This elder Gu is good in everything, but he has never been willing to accept a few people as disciples. He is also taciturn, giving people a feeling of rejecting people.

"If you have any questions about your cultivation, you can tell me today!"

After today's continuous harvest, Ning Ping also became interested and gave them guidance on their cultivation.

Hearing Ning Ping say this, Qi Yan and the other two were surprised.

The biggest benefit of joining Jianfeng is that they can get guidance from the predecessors, but while other fellow disciples are envious, they are miserable in their hearts.

They were too embarrassed to tell others that they had not received guidance from the elders.

So, they all expressed their doubts in their cultivation.

Ning Ping was also patient and answered all his questions.

He was in the late Nascent Soul stage and had knowledge far beyond that of the cultivators at the same level. It was easy for him to guide them.

They talked for a whole day before Ning Ping was interrupted by a voice transmission.

"Shi Yi, come here!"

It was the sect's ancestor Su Yijian.