The Path to Becoming Immortal

Then he looked inside and found that a layer of light tree-shaped lightning patterns appeared on the surface of his Nascent Soul.

And no matter how he did it, the lightning patterns were like something born with him, and were imprinted on his Nascent Soul.

"What the hell is this? Can you blame me?"

Ning Ping looked at the lightning pattern imprint in his soul helplessly, and even seemed to smell a faint burnt smell.

"Can't see it? I have to see it! What's so great about the patterns formed by your lightning strike!"

So, Ning Ping also looked at the lightning pattern on the wooden pillar again.

Then, another thunder echoed in his mind.

After a little recovery, he continued to observe in disbelief.

"Hey, the speed of purple lightning condensation has increased!"

Ning Ping looked at the lightning patterns around him with a sparkling look. He didn't expect that this unintentional action would have such a harvest.

Then his mind moved, and he suddenly realized that this was just like the practice of the Chaos Nether Body Art, which should be a kind of visualization practice.

If we speculate further, maybe it is really due to the abnormality caused by my own Chaos Nether Body Art visualization technique.

So after observing the wooden pillar, I looked at other places.

Walls, roofs, palace doors, window frames...

Five days later.

Ning Ping stopped when the feeling of enhancement was no longer there.

At this time, no matter how I observed the lightning patterns, there was no more thunder flashing in my sea of ​​consciousness.

And I was surprised to find that the lightning patterns on my soul body, which were originally slightly dim, were deeply sunken at this moment.

It was like the lightning patterns left after being struck by lightning.

"Who cares, it's a bit ugly, but it's useful!" Ning Ping was relieved instantly after just one look. His Nascent Soul would not be shown to others, so it didn't matter what it looked like.

After a brief calculation, the amount of purple lightning was enough for him to shoot ten purple lightning arrows, and the power was also increased by 30%.

With such a harvest, Ning Ping also cast his eyes on the palace door.

There were obvious formation fluctuations on the palace door. He had noticed it before, but was attracted by the thunder pattern. In addition, those people had disappeared long ago, so he was not in a hurry.

He walked to the front of the palace door and observed carefully for a while. He took a step forward.

Suddenly, the palace door rippled like water waves, and Ning Ping rushed in.

Then, his eyes suddenly lit up. After looking around, Ning Ping was stunned with surprise. He had never seen such a palace layout.

The whole palace was a space of its own, extremely huge, with a huge passage in front.

At the end of the passage was a platform, and behind the platform was a screen with dragons and phoenixes.

The most novel thing was the two sides. There were many open compartments on both sides for people to rest, and they extended all the way to the sky.

Above the two sides, layers of platforms were intertwined, all of which were open compartments.

In a trance, Ning Ping seemed to see an immortal of unknown cultivation, sitting on the main seat at the end of the passage and preaching.

On both sides, including the top, there were people who were listening to the sermon seriously.

There is no doubt that this scene was often played here in the past glory.

Of course, there is no doubt that there are also thunder patterns everywhere here.

While looking around, Ning Ping suddenly saw a figure flashing on a platform above.

"The Yun family?" Ning Ping saw at a glance that the white robe flashed by should be a member of the Yun family.

At this time, Ning Ping's eyes lit up slightly. I'm afraid they are searching the platforms one by one to see if there are any missed opportunities.

But think about it, I'm afraid the possibility of such an opportunity is too small.

After a circle, there is a passage portal behind, but it is blocked by a powerful formation. I tried to break it and couldn't break it.

On both sides are the stairs leading to the top.

Since I'm here, I might as well go up and take a look before making plans for the next step.

All platforms are separated by restrictions, but the situation inside can be seen at a glance. It is ordinary and has no value.

After careful observation, it is found that these restrictions require a token of some identity to enter.

So Ning Ping's mind moved, and he took the black token he used before.

As soon as the black token approached, the restriction flashed slightly, but it did not open.

After a slight sense, this is due to insufficient level.

Ning Ping looked up thoughtfully.

This Qinglan Sect is a force in the fairy world, and the owner of this token is just a cultivator. It is estimated that even if he can sit here to listen to the teachings, his position is probably not much better.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping continued to walk up directly.

Sure enough, on a very high platform, Ning Ping walked into the restriction with the token.

There is nothing surprising on the platform. Except for the unusually smooth ground, there is nothing else.

Of course, now it has been covered with thunder patterns.

Standing on the platform and looking down, all the platform positions can be seen under the clever spatial layout.

If someone is preaching on the main seat below, it can be clearly seen.

A magnificent momentum is also revealed at this moment, which is enough to explain the past glory.

After feeling it for a while, Ning Ping put away the shock in his heart and continued to walk up.

When he reached the top floor, suddenly there was no space above, and the ground was also a mess.

At a glance, a huge hole has been exposed on the top of the hall.

Thinking about the thunder patterns everywhere, I'm afraid this is the place that will bear this blow.

And there is no formation above at this moment, it is completely open.

There is no need to continue exploring here. Ning Ping exerted force on his feet and rushed directly to the huge hole.

As soon as he jumped out, he twisted slightly, and the breeze blew on his face in an instant, and he came to the top of the hall outside.

At this time, Ning Ping's heart moved, and he turned his head to look at the mountain wall on one side. On the mountain wall, many people were climbing up at this moment. There was a platform vaguely visible on the mountainside not far above, and there was a pavilion on the platform.

These should be ordinary members of the Yun family. Yun Chengwang and others were not seen during this period. I guess they have already walked to the front when there is no money here.

After exploring around, it was also found that the side close to the mountain wall should be safe.

Then Ning Ping did not hesitate to follow directly and climb up along the mountain wall.

It is impossible to float here, and it is obvious that the body has become abnormally heavy under the influence of the formation.

Ning Ping slowly climbed onto the platform on the mountainside.

At a glance, there was a pavilion on the platform, and a stone path led to both sides of the mountainside.

Next to the pavilion, there was a stone platform a few inches above the ground, with some complicated patterns carved on it.

Seeing this, Ning Ping's eyes lit up, and in an instant, he flashed and came to the stone platform.

Teleportation array!