The Path to Becoming Immortal

What he didn't realize was that his body had become stronger without him noticing.

"Boom boom boom..."

Ning Ping simply locked his mind, maintaining a trace of clarity, and allowed his body to be hammered continuously.

Feeling the forces coming from different directions, constantly interweaving in his body.

Ning Ping had a feeling that at this moment, it was entirely because of the involvement of bones and veins that he did not break apart.

After a long time, he miraculously persisted again, and his consciousness returned to full strength again.

After realizing that his body had adapted to such intensity, Ning Ping immediately began to fully activate the exercises and began to work on the recovery of his body.

The body slowly passed through the continuous breaking and repairing.

As a result, the veins were quickly condensed, and before he knew it, the number of veins involved in the operation had reached more than 800.

Then, Ning Ping also began to carefully experience the transmission of power in his body.

At a certain moment, Ning Ping suddenly found that the cyclone in his chest had quietly disappeared, forming a dense air mass.

When the 30th day arrived, there was another giant around, reaching the fifth level.

The newly added giant had nothing in his hand, and he clenched his fist and hit Ning Ping.

The aggressive posture almost made Ning Ping crush the jade order and escape.

"Hmph! I want to see if I can bear it!"

Resisting the urge to sacrifice the Soul Refining Mountain, Ning Ping, supported by the raging fighting spirit, raised his hand and punched out.

"Boom..."

There is no doubt that Ning Ping was directly knocked out by a punch.

Then, he fell into a situation of being bombarded continuously.

Ning Ping's whole body is now completely numb to the pain.

Before he noticed, the redness on his skin had completely faded. At this moment, his body was actually under constant hammering, and there was a faint sense of transparency, like a fairy jade.

At this time, Ning Ping did not almost fall into a coma like before, and even had a strange feeling in his whole body.

It seemed that the power that flowed into his body was clearly visible, and he could clearly perceive where the power was about to be transmitted and what kind of results it would bring.

Until this moment, Ning Ping's control over his body had reached the extreme. The veins that had not continued to increase for a while were once again comprehended one after another.

In a blink of an eye, Ning Ping's veins in his body quietly reached 998, just one step away from the extreme number of 39.

The densely packed meridians of the whole body covered almost every corner of the whole body, and all the acupoints and meridians in the whole body were completely mobilized.

Just when his body suddenly felt lighter, Ning Ping suddenly discovered that the chaotic field had expanded to dozens of feet.

As long as those falling hammers, boulders, and fists entered the field, he could clearly sense the changes in their power.

Even when the power was activated, he took out a part of the power and directly turned it into his own.

Therefore, the immortal essence just consumed was also quickly restored during the activation of the technique.

Unconsciously, Ning Ping was able to stand on the boulder without moving.

All the attacks, as soon as they approached the body, the power contained was quickly dissolved, and when they finally hit the body, it was completely able to withstand it.

And the cyclone of the source of power in the chest had unconsciously turned into a sticky iron-gray liquid.

On the 35th, Ning Ping stood motionless on the boulder, enduring the continuous bombardment.

His eyes fell on the last mountain, and there was even a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"The last one, you stand up too!"

With Ning Ping's shouting, the last lying mountain began to twist and slowly stand up.

Then, a pair of giant eyes locked firmly on Ning Ping, and the other five mountain giants around him stopped at the same time at this moment, as if they were brewing something.

The terrifying pressure made Ning Ping feel extremely small in an instant.

At this moment, Ning Ping suddenly felt a strong sense of life and death crisis.

"Buzz..."

An invisible wave swept through, and all six mountain giants raised their hands at the same time, and then smashed down on Ning Ping with cold faces.

"Ah..."

Enduring the fear of falling in the next moment, Ning Ping roared to the sky, raised his hand and punched at the top of his head.

"Boom boom..."

Under the impact of the terrifying force, the entire space was completely submerged by the dust.

With just one blow, all the giants dissipated in a twist and turned into the surrounding mountains again.

After a long time, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Ning Ping's figure was revealed.

He was seen sitting cross-legged on a huge rock, and his skin was like fairy jade, faintly revealing a faint brilliance.

A strange breath also emanated from his body, and it was constantly inhaling and exhaling as the internal skills were running.

The cave hall outside was a completely different scene. All the elders of the Fu family and King Fu Xian were staring at the stone door in amazement.

They naturally saw the scene inside clearly.

"Good boy!!! He actually survived the sixth level of the secret realm!"

"The problem is that this boy is in the real fairyland!!!"

"Abnormal!"

Exclamations continued to burst out from their mouths.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with Ningping?" Fu Yanyan and the others couldn't see what was going on inside, so they hurriedly asked in desperation.

"What else! Is this kid okay? Huh! Now, the energy of the secret realm has been completely consumed. I don't know how much immortal jade and time it will take to recover!"

King Fuxian snorted angrily, but the shock in his eyes could not be dissipated, and he turned to face the great elder.

"First Elder, this is good, it has directly refreshed the record of my Fu family, but he is still an outsider! Oh, this matter has been caused!"

"Hey! Who can say otherwise? This guy is really a talent! It would be great if I were part of the Fu family!"

"Hey..." King Fu Xian glanced at Fu Yanyan calmly, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

In fact, overtly and secretly, King Fu Xian had asked Fu Yanyan to express her love to Ning Ping many times, but unfortunately, Ning Ping never felt moved.

Slowly, Ning Ping even started to avoid Fu Yanyan, for fear of causing embarrassment.

Fortunately, Ningping has never been an outsider to the Fu family, and has always treated the Fu family brothers and sisters as brothers.

"Okay! No matter what method you use, draw this kid into my Fu family! This little guy is also a good at alchemy!"

Perhaps knowing that King Fu Xian had worked hard on this, the Great Elder simply issued a death order.

"You don't have to say..." King Fuxian rolled his eyes at the other party and was too lazy to speak to him.