The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Haha... You old bastard, you killed me twice, which is equivalent to giving me two opportunities! I will just spare you for now!"

Ning Ping laughed up to the sky, and the original gloom in his heart was swept away, and he was extremely happy.

In Ning Ping's eyes, the person who was on par with the Immortal Emperor was undoubtedly an old monster.

No matter how much he suffered under this guy's sword, at least he also got a great benefit.

This can be regarded as a smile to end the grudges! Ning Ping thought so in his heart.

Ning Ping suddenly had an idea and turned his head to look at the white jade bed behind him.

At this time, it seemed that a figure appeared in his eyes, sitting upright on the white jade bed.

And that sword was aimed at this person.

"Could it be that the Qinglan Immortal Emperor was wiped out by this sword?"

After taking a deep look, Ning Ping no longer paid attention to the Qinglan Immortal Emperor who had disappeared, and turned to appreciate the rare wonders outside with interest.

The white mist waterfall above the head continued to fall, but just when it was close to the top of the palace above the head, it was blocked and slid to the sides.

"Swishing, swish, swish..."

A subtle sound came from all directions above the head.

Ning Ping was delighted. His guess was right. This stone peak was indeed different from other places. There was also a powerful formation to protect it.

In this way, he felt more at ease.

Looking closely, it was not mist that fell, but some tiny ice crystals.

Although at a certain moment, I felt something was wrong, but it was completely diluted by the surprise in my heart at this moment.

At this time, the temperature was also extremely cold, but Ning Ping's internal energy turned slightly, and he still dealt with it easily.

Such a temperature is at best similar to the Wunian Star where Wu Chuxun was before, and it feels quite comfortable.

Of course, this is also a kind of happiness in suffering because he cannot leave here.

If you can't leave here, the things in the outside world are naturally out of reach and have nothing to do with you.

In the next thousand years, even if the Immortal Lord Luo Kun directly breaks out of the cultivation world, he can do nothing about it.

So no matter how much he thinks, it is useless. It is better to cultivate here with peace of mind.

"Hehe! Yaoyao, this place is really nice!"

"Chirp..."

Feeling Ning Ping's mood suddenly brighten, Yaoyao is also much happier.

After a long time, the ice crystals falling from the sky finally disappeared, but the extremely cold air continued to flow in from the cracks of the sword marks above his head.

Standing on the edge of the stone peak and looking up, everything below is covered with a thin layer of frost.

It seems that the moisture in the entire space has been completely drawn out under this extremely cold air, turning into the snow-white in the eyes.

All this looks like a dream in Ning Ping's eyes.

He was also very emotional. He didn't expect that he would break through to the Mahayana stage under such circumstances.

In this way, he will have more confidence in dealing with the clone of the Immortal Lord Luo Kun in the future.

Sure enough, it is easier to break through oneself in danger. The ancients are not deceiving me!

It seems that this ancient sword star has come to the right place.

Ning Ping was completely relaxed at this moment. He was not too worried about being trapped for a thousand years. After all, worrying was useless.

"Haha..."

After a long time, with a happy smile, Ning Ping turned around and walked into Dinggan Palace again, and began a long-term practice.

Now that he has just broken through the realm, he needs to stabilize it well. It is always a good thing to increase his cultivation strength.

............

A hundred years passed in a flash!

On the white jade bed deep in the palace, a green figure sat cross-legged.

From a distance, the space around the whole body was slightly distorted.

This was caused by the powerful cultivation aura in Ning Ping's body.

Under the operation of the Hunji Dongxu Sutra, the strong Yuanli continued to swallow and spit out around the body.

The color of the Yuanli was also very different from before, and it actually showed a light green color.

In the white jade under his body, a pure and extremely spiritual energy was constantly absorbed by Ning Ping.

Just at this moment, the slightly distorted space gradually calmed down, and then all the breath was absorbed into the body.

At this time, Ning Ping slowly opened his eyes, and two sharp rays shot out, and then disappeared, as if the scene just now had never appeared.

At this moment, Ning Ping's aura was completely restrained, without any exposure, just like an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary.

If there were cultivators here, using their spiritual sense to observe, they would not find anyone sitting on the white jade.

Ning Ping walked down the white jade, slightly sensed the changes in his body, and then turned his head to look at the white jade bed with a satisfied look.

"So this is the fairy spirit! It's really extraordinary!"

Then he slightly sensed the time that had passed, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and walked out.

"There is no time in cultivation, and it has been a thousand years in the world!"

Just after taking two steps, a small figure flashed slightly and landed on his shoulder.

"Yaoyao, let's go out for a walk. It's no good to meditate all the time. People will become stupid! Haha!"

Laughing for a long time, Ning Ping and Yaoyao appeared outside the palace again.

Looking up, everything is the same as before, without much change.

With the existence of the peak formation, most of the extreme cold air is blocked outside.

"There are still nine hundred years... It's time to comprehend this Nine-Bend Formless Formation!"

Ning Ping stretched out his hand and gently pressed on the shield outside the cliff.

I had previously speculated that the barrier outside the roots of the Qiwu tree might be connected to the formation here.

As long as I further comprehend the formation, I might be able to find a way to open the barrier.

With the incomparable vitality of the Qiwu tree roots, I can also greatly improve my strength invisibly.

After I get it in the future, I will go out and fight with the clone of Luo Kun Xianjun...

"Eh... not right!"

Just when I was thinking about it, Ning Ping suddenly felt touched in his heart, and he seemed to have noticed something wrong.

Thinking about it, Ning Ping's eyes suddenly condensed, staring at the formation shield, and he could no longer move.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sword mark on the dome above his head that penetrated the entire space.

That's right, the problem lies on the formation shield in front of him.

When I left before, I could clearly feel the strong suction force in the cracks of the sword marks at the top of the peak.

But the white mist waterfall that came later was blocked by the invisible formation, which completely protected the entire peak.

Ning Ping frowned deeply when he thought of this.

Could this be the setting of the formation?

To prevent the peak from being damaged by the extremely cold air?

Logically speaking, when this formation was first set up, it should not have been expected that there would be such a situation!