The Path to Becoming Immortal

Of course, there are also some negative emotions such as anger, anxiety, depression, jealousy, etc., which are all integrated into the clone.

After a long time, Ning Ping's body separated again.

At this time, the eyes of the two opened at the same time, and the murderous intent in the clone's eyes flashed, and then a smile appeared on his face.

The clone Ning Ping stood up, smiled gently at his naked body, and a set of black robes was instantly put on.

"How wonderful!"

Then the two looked at each other, both of them looked incredible.

Ning Ping was overjoyed, the clone was finally finished, and now he finally had a clone with the same heart as himself.

This clone that was personally sacrificed, he is himself, and I am him, both of them are connected in mind.

Of course, Ning Ping himself is the dominant one, but the other party also has independent thinking ability.

And the most important point is that if any one party dies, the remaining party can survive independently.

It is like having an extra life.

But it doesn't mean that there are no shortcomings. For example, they have independent thinking ability. In many decisions, the two may have different opinions.

It's okay when the two are together, Ning Ping's own will is the main thing, but if the clone is alone, it may make a decision that goes against itself.

In addition, if they are separated for a long time, the clone may also develop a self-centered consciousness under the long-term independent thinking, which is especially important to pay attention to.

Ning Ping in black robe tilted his head and carefully sensed something, and then a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, mixed with a strong murderous intent.

"How about we kill the Yun family? Hmm... and the Holy Land..."

But then, his eyes lit up again.

"No! Yu Tianxiao can't be killed yet... It's interesting!"

Then he looked at Ning Ping's body with a smile.

"Okay, don't think about it! Don't act rashly." Ning Ping frowned.

"You, just killing people all day long, all those people deserve to die!"

"Sometimes, killing alone won't solve the problem! It will only put yourself in greater danger."

"Hmm? It seems that what you said makes some sense!"

At this time, Ning Ping was slightly stunned. He and his clone were actually one. Now it was as if he was talking to himself, and he felt weird.

There was no need for them to talk at all. Everything they thought about was just a thought.

Ning Ping in black robe immediately sensed it, shrugged his shoulders, and took a step forward, and the two merged into one.

Ning Ping felt relieved when he sensed the other self in his body.

Finally, a big thing was completed. The rest was to continue to match with the clone.

For this reason, Ning Ping rarely ignored anything and slept well for three days and three nights.

Just when he slept for three consecutive days and wanted to continue sleeping, he was awakened by a light peck on his face.

"Yaoyao, just let me sleep for a while!" Ning Ping said with a distressed look after opening his hazy eyes.

Unexpectedly, Yaoyao suddenly raised a wing and pointed steadily to the weapon refining room.

"Okay, okay, I know! Hey..."

Helplessly, Ning Ping had to get up, stretched comfortably and walked towards the weapon refining room. ,

Another drop of blood essence was integrated into the sword embryo.

The sword embryo at this moment was very different. The sword was three feet and three inches long. In the flames, it was all red, but the exquisiteness of it was also revealed.

Over the past year, I don't know how many drops of blood essence have been dripped in. Because of this, everything in the magic weapon is within Ning Ping's perception.

At this moment, there are countless divisions in the long sword, just like endless small spaces, which is the unique structure of the bones.

And these endless small spaces are also where countless sub-swords will be accommodated in the future.

Even if the sub-sword is damaged in the future, it will self-repair after a period of time after returning to the mother sword.

But at present, the refining of this magic weapon is still a long way off, and the next thing to face is to carve the array.

After thinking about it again carefully, Ning Ping's soul power condensed into a thin needle and immediately began to carve on the sword.

In the past year, he has made great progress in comprehending the immortal array.

Among them, it turned out that the speed law that he had comprehended before played a role.

Since the entire array pattern was decomposed into many components, the difficulty of construction has dropped sharply, but the construction of the same component still requires speed support.

You know, at the beginning, because of my lack of speed, when the components were built, the energy could not run on its own.

Now with the support of speed, the components that have finally been built have also played the role they should have.

Now the basic components in the two basic array patterns can be carved, but they are just carvings. It is still impossible to combine them together to make the entire array pattern work.

But now this crucial step has been taken, and it is only natural that the two array patterns can play their role.

Since the original jade slip recorded the refining of the magic weapon, the array pattern was engraved with the complete array pattern, but now it has been simplified according to my own ability.

That is to engrave some array pattern components, and of course, there is room for it. As long as my array skills are greatly improved in the future, I can still upgrade the magic weapon.

In this way, such precious refining materials will not be wasted.

The comprehension of the sword formula is also carried out at the same time according to this idea.

Just a few hours later, the entire sword embryo hummed, and under the bright light, the first layer of the formation was finally completed.

But there are still thirty-six layers of such formations to be carved. It seems that it is impossible to refine them before going to the holy land.

Ning Ping continued to refine them in the Tianyan space day after day and month after month.

The clone became more stable in the following time, and it had a better tacit understanding with the original body.

Three years were gradually approaching.

On this day, a young man in a black robe appeared directly in the hall and stretched comfortably.

Then he looked around curiously and murmured.

"Simple! Too simple! Life should be enjoyed to the fullest. Since we all want to be the best, why do we have to make things difficult for ourselves?"

"Shut up! They are just some external things. Why do we need those flashy things for daily practice?"

"Haha, it's good to be pleasing to the eyes!"

"I warn you, don't mess around!"

Ning Ping was puzzled for a while, and he didn't know whether cultivating this clone was good or bad for him.

Ning Ping in black robe shrugged his shoulders, kept a smile on his face, and walked out of the hall directly.

After agreeing on a three-year retreat period, Qi Yan, Yuan Deheng, and You Changsheng had already been waiting outside the hall.

"Welcome the elder out of retreat!"