The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Who are you? Aren't you a sword cultivator from Xuanyue Sword Sect? How come your soul magic is so amazing! I think this is the first time I meet you today. I haven't offended you before!"

At this moment, the Yun family cultivator calmed down and asked coldly.

"Nothing, who told you that you are from the Yun family."

"What? Oh, it seems that my Yun family's young master Yun Chengwang has offended you!" The Yun family cultivator immediately understood.

But Ning Ping didn't want to say much, and directly bullied and punched.

Seeing that Ning Ping had no intention of stopping, it seemed that there was no way to end it peacefully.

The inexplicable battle also made the Yun family cultivator angry. When did the Yun family be looked down upon by others? He suddenly became furious.

"Hmph, do you think that my Yun family is easy to bully? Then let's fight."

But no matter what, he probably couldn't think of why the other party would attack him until he died.

He waved the jade flute in his hand and a green shadow appeared. Huge green bamboos appeared from midair and stabbed at the opponent.

Ning Ping clenched his fists and punched continuously.

"Boom boom boom..."

Under the continuous boom, the green bamboos exploded directly.

Seeing the opponent's attack was so fierce, the Yun family monk held the jade flute across his lips.

A melodious flute sound was emitted.

In an instant, Ning Ping seemed to be trapped in a bamboo forest. Under the gentle breeze, the bamboo shadows swayed, making people feel happy.

"Haha, illusion!" Ning Ping stood with his hands behind his back with interest, and wanted to see the opponent's methods.

But suddenly, the flute sound in his ears suddenly rose.

At this time, a strong wind swept through the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest, which originally felt melodious, suddenly rose with a sense of solemnity.

The bamboo leaves were also falling in the wind, and they were rushing towards Ning Ping unconsciously.

"Shua"

After a slight sound, Ning Ping gently pinched a bamboo leaf between his fingers. The bamboo leaf trembled slightly, as if trying to break free from the restraints and shoot towards him.

Looking closely, the inconspicuous bamboo leaf had extremely sharp edges, more like a sharp blade.

With a pinch of his fingers, the bamboo leaf instantly turned into nothingness under the Yuanli.

"Sonic attack!" Ning Ping nodded slightly. This attack method was similar to the Dragon Roar Sword Technique, but of course there was a big difference in attack power.

Then he swung his sleeves, and a gust of wind mixed with Yuanli directly rolled back the bamboo leaves that were about to attack.

Then he opened his eyes suddenly, and the illusion was penetrated at a glance, and he saw a figure hidden in the bamboo forest directly.

In a flash, the speed was so fast that the naked eye could not catch the figure. When the Yun family cultivator reacted, a punch hit him in the chest.

"Hmph!" Another muffled groan, the Yun family cultivator's face changed rapidly, but he could no longer bear it and gushed out a mouthful of blood.

"Ah..."

However, his face changed drastically, and his body, which was about to retreat, stopped, holding his head tightly with both hands.

It turned out that along the chest that was hit, a small black arrow flashed and nailed into his soul.

At this time, all the illusions lost their roots and turned into a clear and bright scene again.

A stream of soul power, at this moment, continued to flow back into Ning Ping's sea of ​​consciousness through the soul-devouring arrow.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the slightly chaotic soul power, now refining the soul power of others, is already a matter of a moment.

After a slight circling, it turned into a pure soul power and merged into his own soul.

The energy of the soul that was consumed before was instantly restored.

"It's still faster to replenish it this way!"

While speaking, Ning Ping raised a fist and gently hit the opponent's back. At this moment, the opponent was screaming and had completely lost the ability to resist.

But the seemingly light punch directly bulged the opponent's chest high.

In an instant, the Yun family cultivator collapsed all over and no longer had a breath.

Ning Ping stretched out his hand, and the opponent's storage bag and the jade flute also fell into his hand.

Then a fireball was shot out, and the Yun family cultivator was instantly wrapped in a ball of fire, and turned into a pile of ashes in the blink of an eye.

Ning Ping pinched the jade flute and took a closer look, and a strong wood-attributed spiritual energy emerged.

Only then did he realize that this was not made of jade, but was made of a kind of ten thousand year old green sound bamboo as the main material.

After years of refining and nurturing, it had already turned into jade.

Moreover, this magic weapon is not only good at attacking with wood attributes, but also at creating illusions with its sound waves.

When people are unconsciously trapped in it, it is the most dangerous moment.

Then another jade slip appeared in Ning Ping's hand. After reading it, his eyes moved slightly. After pondering for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The jade slip contained a simple topographic map of the Qinglan Secret Realm. There were two specially marked locations in it, one of which was the isolated island under his feet.

The other marked location was far away from him, but the general direction was the same as where he was going next, so he might as well take a detour and take a look.

From the map jade slip, the Yun family was worthy of being a big family. They knew much more about the secret realm than he knew.

But even so, the Qinglan Secret Realm was extremely vast, and the area explored was only a small part.

In addition, there are some array-related things in this person's storage bag, and a formation plate used to break the formation.

As for the others, there is nothing else that attracts his attention.

Ning Ping directly put everything in his pocket.

Looking around, it seems that those people from the Yun family should also act separately.

Ning Ping looked into the distance with burning eyes, thinking in his heart that it was a pity, and he didn't know when he would meet Yun Chengwang.

If he met him this time, he must give him a memory of eternal regret.

After retracting his gaze, he continued to look at the ruins.

At this moment, Ning Ping became more and more interested in the ruins.

This Qinglan Secret Realm has existed for so long, and over time, I am afraid that many places have been involved.

Some places where there may be opportunities are probably controlled by some major forces.

Just like himself, he also has a clear goal.

The people from the Yun family suddenly appeared here, presumably for the ruins.

Through the inspection just now, the formation in the ruins has traces of trying to break it by force.

Judging from the items related to the formation on the monk who was killed by me just now.

If nothing unexpected happens, someone from the Yun family found this place when the secret realm was opened last time, but found that they could not break the formation.

Then they wrote down the location of this place and tried to break it this time.