The Path to Becoming Immortal

And there was a new view outside the window.

I saw a female cultivator, about twenty years old, holding an ancient book in her hand, who should have just flown out of the Sutra Library.

Then a small sword flew out, and the small sword rose wildly in the wind. As she pinched her fingers, she swung it far forward.

I saw a huge sword energy visible to the naked eye shot out and flew directly to a distant stone peak.

What made Ning Ping drop his jaw even more was that the sword energy flashed on the stone peak.

Then the whole stone peak was broken in half under Ning Ping's attention, and turned into a ruin with a rumble.

And in a corner under the stairs in front, there was an old woman who looked like a withered woman, and she was slowly walking away without any attention.

Seeing this amazing scene, Ning Ping closed his eyes bitterly and fell down.

Is this the legendary powerful cultivator?

There was a crazy voice in his mind, roaring non-stop.

Just take a look, or just take a look, even if it's just one glance, it can save me a lot of detours!

Ning Ping closed his eyes tightly, trembling all over to endure the strong impulse in his heart.

To be honest, it was because he already had a powerful enough technique, otherwise it was still unknown whether he could endure such temptation.

Even so, he still began to waver in his heart.

While struggling in his heart, Ning Ping suddenly opened his eyes, as if he remembered something he had overlooked when he looked out just now.

Yes... that old woman with a withered appearance, how could she appear here again?

Thinking of this, he couldn't hold back, and stood up and ran out.

It was precisely because of this that the desire for this massive technique in his heart suddenly dissipated.

Ning Ping was extremely shocked at this time. He had accidentally seen the old woman in the village illusion before, and at that time he just thought she was just a passerby.

When he walked out, he found that the entire Sutra Pavilion was built on the top of a mountain.

Outside was a large square, with a pavilion and stone table for people to rest, and many people were studying hard.

Opposite was a wide staircase that extended all the way to the foot of the mountain.

The old man was walking down slowly, and he was about to reach the foot of the mountain.

Ning Ping spread his body and sprinted down with all his strength.

"Senior in front, please wait a moment." Ning Ping shouted as he approached quickly, but the other party seemed to be unheard.

"Senior grandma, please wait a moment!"

But no matter how he called, the other party still ignored him and walked straight down the stairs.

At this time, Ning Ping found that no matter how he chased, he still kept a certain distance and could not catch up with the other party's seemingly slow and staggering steps.

But he still did not give up in his heart. This was a rare strange thing, and it might be the key to leaving here.

But as he moved away from the stairs, the figure of the old woman slowly disappeared, and Ning Ping also felt that the space began to stagnate at this moment.

It was like a feeling of being deep in a quagmire. I don't know what triggered it at this time, and suddenly the front became blurry.

Then the whole world became extremely bright, and the whole world became bizarre in the radiant light.

Color, this is a world of colors, endless colors, and all the colors I know can be found here.

And those colored beams are changing according to a certain rule from time to time, red, blue, orange, green, blue, purple... non-stop cycle.

"Oops..." Faced with this clueless scene, Ning Ping's heart was also flustered.

At this moment, the road under his feet has disappeared inexplicably, and he is floating in this bizarre world.

Ning Ping suddenly had a flash in his mind, and some content in "Xiu Yi Zhen Yi" emerged.

So he sat cross-legged and deduced that if he wanted to get out of here, he had to find the answer from the formation.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again, and he had a preliminary answer in his heart.

This entire Forgotten Swamp is, as expected, a combination formation arranged by a senior master.

What we know now is that it involves the five elements, as well as the illusion array, the negative pole, and the corresponding positive pole, but we have not found anything so far.

All along the way, there is death, and the entire Forgotten Swamp gives me the impression of a dead place.

Although I don’t know what kind of array this is, and there is no way to break the array, I just try to find some ways to escape from the basics.

And the place where I am now should be accidentally breaking into the gap of the array.

With such a guess, Ning Ping closed his eyes and his consciousness also spread out.

Suddenly, he made some discoveries in his consciousness.

Pictures, many pictures, kept flashing before my eyes.

There are villages, rivers, mountains, cities, sects, mountain gates, etc.

There are also monsters that have never been seen here, various powerful puppets...

And in it, the villages, weapons warehouses, scripture pavilions, oceans, lava lakes that I have experienced...

The illusion array is mainly based on what people see, hear, think, desire, and feel, that is, the perception brought by people’s six senses.

And these colorful lights are the foundation for all of this.

Ning Ping was shocked by all of this. It seems that as expected, everyone who enters the formation faces different situations.

Suddenly, Ning Ping seemed to have discovered something.

The endless light in front of him intertwined to form a towering tree.

Then, with a thought in his mind, his consciousness rushed over.

Instantly, all the light suddenly disappeared, and we came to a space that felt extremely peaceful and colorful.

What came into view was a lush towering tree, which was so big that several people could hug it, and there was a winding river next to it.

The breeze blew gently, and the entire tree canopy embraced a small building next to it, giving a feeling that all the scorching sun, wind and rain were blocked out.

There was also a well next to the small building, which was exactly the same as what we saw in the desert before.

And in the distance was an endless grassland.

There were three people on the lawn under the tree at this moment, a couple and a cute little girl of three or four years old.

At this moment, the little girl was beside the two adults, chasing the flying butterflies and making bursts of cheerful laughter.

And the young couple sat side by side, watching the little girl play happily with a smile on their faces.

The woman looked dignified and beautiful, with intelligence and care in her eyes, and the man was also extremely handsome, and his every move was extremely powerful.

What a harmonious family scene, what a dreamy place.

Ning Ping was surprised to find that he had no body and was just suspended in the air, but he could see everything happening here clearly.

This feeling was very strange, as if he was an observer of this world, but he could not do anything.

He was also very curious about the scene in front of him, so he watched it carefully.

"Ouch." At this time, the little girl stumbled and fell on the grass while chasing the colorful butterflies.

The young parents smiled, but did not help.