The Path to Becoming Immortal

Ning Ping continued to fly forward slowly. The gullies on the torn ground under his feet were so deep that he could not see the bottom. His spiritual consciousness penetrated into them, and the more he went down, the more he was suppressed.

There were basically only cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage around him, and some faster ones in front of him had already pulled away by a mile.

Suddenly, Ning Ping's heart moved, and his eyes lit up.

He saw a red fireball in the sky in front of him, smashing directly in his direction. The faint aura gave Ning Ping a very familiar feeling.

"Top-grade Feiyun Fire Stone!" Ning Ping was secretly happy when he saw this. This kind of refining material that is hard to come by, of course, the more the better.

Seeing this abnormality, several Jianfeng elders in front of him looked up.

The fireball was approaching, and Ning Ping stopped and stretched out his hand to grab it forward.

"The treasure is for everyone who sees it. I won't be polite!"

But at this time, a Taiqing Sect cultivator in the late Yuanying stage suddenly hit Ning Ping with a palm.

Ning Ping didn't even look at the other person, and directly swept out with his sleeves.

"Get lost!"

As he uttered a word, a strong Yuan force swept towards the cultivator with his sleeves.

"Come on!" The cultivator felt that he had the cultivation of the late Yuanying stage, and didn't care at all. But as soon as his palm touched the sweeping sleeve, his face changed drastically.

"Bang..." As soon as the cultivator touched it, he flew backwards in an instant, and his face turned pale.

"Good boy...! Hmm..."

But this is not over yet. A sword energy hidden in the strong wind also roared directly in his body. He couldn't say the second half of the words, and instead groaned.

While he was shocked, he was also quite puzzled. Wasn't the other party the elder of Yinjian Peak? How come this move just now seems to have the style of Longyin Sword Peak.

Ning Ping also grabbed the top-grade Feiyun Fire Stone in his hand, put it into his bag with a flip of his hand, and then looked at the other party coldly without saying a word.

This monk had a prominent broken eyebrow on his face, which made him look very unfriendly.

As soon as the fight started here, several people from Taiqing Sect also stopped and looked over here.

What surprised Ning Ping at this time was that the elders of the Sword Peak of Xuanyue Sword Sect also stopped and watched coldly.

"Well, look at your achievements, it's just a piece of ore."

Qiu Yangyu, who was walking in front, saw the two sides at the edge of the sword, and stared at Ning Ping with his eyes fixed, but he seemed to be generous in his words.

"Boy, wait and see!" The monk with a broken eyebrow who had just started the fight also slowed down at this time, said fiercely, turned his head and flew forward.

At this moment, he still thought that he was just being tricked by mistake. How could a mere Yuanying in the early stage easily hurt him?

After a small storm, he had already entered the Qinglan Secret Realm, and the strong wind became more and more strange.

Although the body could not feel the existence of the wind, the invisible strong wind in the consciousness made people change color.

Moreover, the soul in the body was also ready to move, and there was a feeling that it would be blown away at any time and drifted away with the wind.

Everyone's pace also slowed down, especially some cultivators with insufficient strength, who sat cross-legged directly and began to regulate their breath and recover.

Ning Ping still rushed to Qiang slowly, and looked much more relaxed than others.

However, Ning Ping's calm appearance fell into the eyes of some people who were interested, but they secretly criticized him.

For example, the cultivator who had just taken action looked at him from time to time, and said disdainfully in his heart, you kid, just pretend! See how long you can pretend.

At this moment, he also resisted, which was quite strenuous, but he wanted to compete with Ning Ping in his heart, and pretended to be calm.

However, there was also someone who really thought Ning Ping was quite extraordinary, that is Qiu Yangyu, a cultivator of the Divine Transformation Realm.

After the little turmoil just now, he also paid attention to Ning Ping.

After careful observation, he found that the other party's calmness did not seem to be fake, which showed the strength of his soul.

At this moment, Ning Ping also carefully sensed this strange strong wind, no wonder it was called soul surge.

At this moment, the power of the soul was constantly consumed, but because he had practiced the Chaos Nether Body Art, a magical body refining technique specifically for the soul.

It was surprisingly good for resisting this strange soul surge.

At this moment, his soul was like a huge rock in the meditation space during cultivation, unmoved.

However, the drowsy feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

I felt this way, let alone others.

Slowly, Ning Ping also noticed that the others were struggling to resist, and then he realized that he seemed to be too relaxed.

Then he calmly showed a struggling look, and his steps slowed down.

Some natural treasures flew in from time to time in the sky, mainly refining materials and spiritual medicines.

Relying on his sharp sense, Ning Ping was too lazy to take action for ordinary treasures, and only stopped those that were close to him.

In this way, in the eyes of other Jianfeng elders, they also had an impression of being moderate.

"Elder Shi, I didn't expect your strength to be so unfathomable!" At this time, Ning Ping was walking forward, but a woman's voice came to his ear.

Turning his head, it was Bai Yanling from Luoying Jianfeng. When he condensed his Nascent Soul and went to Yinjianfeng, she had also come here.

At this moment, she was staring at him with a sparkling look.

"You're not bad either!" Ning Ping glanced at the other person casually, but from the corner of his eye, he saw another person not far away also secretly sizing him up.

Moreover, Ning Ping could clearly detect the faint hostility in his eyes.

This person is none other than Leng Qi from Shuangyu Jianfeng, who obviously has the cultivation level of the late Yuanying stage but hides his cultivation level to the middle stage of Yuanying stage.

Of course, Ning Ping would not expose others. He was not in the late stage of Yuanying, but he pretended to be in the early stage of Yuanying.

As for the last time he appeared near Hidden Sword Peak, thinking about it, it seems that he is also a passionate person.

Speaking of this, when Ningping was in seclusion to refine the Heaven-Sealing Mysterious Armor Shield, not only were low-level disciples frequently coming to see him, but Bai Yanling, the protector elder, also came to visit him several times.

At first, Qi Yan and others declined on the grounds of seclusion in Ningping. Later, they thought the other party had something important to do, so they used their avatars to meet him.

But after meeting, I discovered that the other party was just sincerely sharing their experiences. It seemed that this was also a sequelae of the last competition. Not only the low-level disciples had no choice but to exchange their experiences with each other.

It was also during this period that he unexpectedly discovered Leng Qi hiding not far from Jianfeng, but he didn't notice anything unusual about him so he ignored him.