The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Ning Ping, I owe you this time. I just can't help it. Of course, I know you will be fine."

At this time, Mr. Hu's voice came out faintly.

But Ning Ping just stared coldly, as if he was planning something, which made Mr. Hu feel uneasy.

No matter what happens, there is danger in this. If there is a slight mistake, it is you who will fall into great disaster.

"There will be no next time!" After a long time, Ning Ping's calm voice finally came out, but there was an undoubted meaning in the words.

"Yeah, don't worry, we are just grasshoppers on the same rope now. You are busy while I go to practice."

When Mr. Hu heard this, he shrank his neck and hibernated again.

Only then did Ning Ping lower his head and look at himself.

After a short recovery, although the power of the soul has been restored, there are still waves of exhaustion coming from the depths of the soul.

The Yuanshen at this moment is actually more appropriately called Yuanying. It is already extremely solid and has the same feeling as Yun Qingqian's Yuanying just now.

But Ning Ping knew that there was an essential difference between them. That was the real Nascent Soul, and he was just a fake baby.

Being able to survive this brutal battle for the body is just because of the special characteristics of the mysterious soul body.

Originally, this battle might have been avoidable, but Mr. Hu was hiding something. Fortunately, he won in the end, but he was also extremely angry just now.

Putting aside these thoughts, some memories belonging to Yun Qingqian kept flashing out in his memory at this time, but they were messy and had no clue, so he had to let them go.

With a thought in Ning Ping's heart, he immediately exited the sea of ​​consciousness and stood up.

This is Yun Qingqian's exclusive training room. There is absolutely no need to worry about safety, but after all, this is also the territory of the Yun family, so it is time to leave as soon as possible.

But you must not leave behind what you should take.

As he reached out, a storage bag was also taken into Ning Ping's hand.

There are only a few jade slips, some exercises, some high-level elixirs, and a lot of spiritual stones, more than 10,000 of which are middle-grade spiritual stones.

In total, it was equivalent to a million spirit stones, but for him, a monk in the transformation stage, it was nothing.

Of course, then again, as the ancestor of such a large Yun family, the entire Yun family belongs to him, so of course the spirit stone should be in a more suitable place.

But after some searching, he didn't find the method to decipher the text about the God-killing Curse that he wanted.

"Hmph~" Seeing this, Ning Ping couldn't help but hum in his heart. Sure enough, these people were full of lies.

There are only two kinds of skills. There are no traces of the two small soul-based techniques, the Yun family's secret technique that he mentioned before, and the secret technique of identifying the master.

There are two spells, one is called Soul Search, which is a spell that can directly search other people's memories, but it can basically only be used by low-level monks.

And there are quite a lot of restrictions. You can only detect some information that you silently read in your heart. The higher the opponent's cultivation level and the stronger the soul, the more difficult it will be to search for the soul.

After searching for the soul, it will also cause great harm to the opponent, ranging from serious loss of the soul to the loss of the soul in the worst case.

There is also a psychedelic technique, a small technique that can interfere with the power of the soul or enchant the opponent's mind, and make the opponent obey your words after being used.

Of course, this can basically only be used on people whose cultivation level is lower than your own. Otherwise, others will be able to notice it immediately, and it will be meaningless.

From this, Ning Ping immediately recalled the moment of confusion when Yun Qingqian abducted him. It must be this technique that was at work.

"The Yun family is really cautious..." With such a result, Ning Ping couldn't help but curse.

Maybe the Yun family's skills and the like are too important to carry around, lest they fall into the hands of others. The current fate of Yun Qingqian, who is as powerful as Yun Qingqian, illustrates this.

But fortunately, he narrowly escaped.

However, the biggest shock to Ning Ping during this trip was that he was also a member of the Yun family.

This was something I had never thought of, but when I thought about all the things that happened between me and the Yun family, I didn't even care about the identity of the Yun family.

But what is even more strange is that no magic weapon has been found in the storage bag of the dignified monk in the transformation stage.

But at this moment, it was too late to take a closer look, and he couldn't help but look at the corpse on the ground.

He casually grabbed Yun Qingqian's body and threw it into the storage ring. He checked it carefully again and found no mistakes.

"Hey..." With a sigh, Ning Ping's figure gradually faded away, turning into an invisible figure and walking out.

As for this long sigh, maybe it is because the harvest is too little, maybe it is a lament about the impermanence of life...

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In an exquisite attic, Yun Chengwang looked into the depths of Yun's house with a puzzled face.

There seemed to be an inexplicable faint fluctuation of the soul before, but now it has disappeared for some unknown reason.

After a long time, an unpredictable smile also appeared on Yun Chengwang's face.

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Inexplicably, Ning Ping came to Ding's house for dinner again.

He clearly knew that it would never be a good thing to get too close to the Ding family at this time. After all, if his true colors were exposed in the future, there would be endless troubles.

But Ningping still couldn't help but want to come and see it again.

An ordinary meal, very heartwarming.

After Ding Zuo happened to leave due to something, Ning Ping stared blankly at the woman in front of him.

"Senior, can you still remember some of the things that happened in the past?" Ning Ping finally couldn't help but ask.

"Don't tell me, I feel like my memory is not very good lately. I can't seem to remember anything from the past."

Ding Xiuyue frowned and said in distress, feeling an inexplicable affinity for the young man in front of her.

Often when he comes, I feel inexplicably happy.

"Oh, it's okay, don't think too much about it. Senior, I'm afraid I won't be able to visit you for a long time. Take care of yourself!"

Looking at the extremely kind person in front of her and the thoughtful look on her face, Ning Ping couldn't help but feel sad.

"Okay, be careful when you go out and eat more..."

When leaving.

"Leng An, are you leaving for a while?" Ding Zuo couldn't help but wonder after hearing this on the road.

"Well, I'm going to look for a magical medicine. I'm afraid it will take some time."

Ning Ping responded casually, but his thoughts still remained on the person behind him.

"Do you want me to help? Anyway, I have nothing to do." Ding Zuo suddenly said excitedly.

"No, you have to take care of the Ding family and your aunt!" Ning Ping smiled lightly and flatly refused.

A big reason why I made up my mind to leave this time was to consider involving the Ding family.

He killed the only monk in the Yun family who was in the stage of becoming a god.

Speaking of which, to this day, Ning Ping is still terrified.

If Yun Qingqian didn't want to take away his body, with the opponent's cultivation level, he would probably not even be able to keep a whole body if he just moved his little finger.

However, there are not so many ifs in this world. The matter has come to this, and the safest thing now is to leave as soon as possible.

Let's take a look at the situation first. After all, Yun Qingqian has been concentrating on cultivation on weekdays and doesn't care about worldly affairs. I'm afraid no one will know about it for a while.

What's more, no one knew that the old man kidnapped himself in order to seize him.

But things in this world are unpredictable, so I am just afraid of what might happen, if there is some secret method that can reveal my existence.

Or there are other links that you don't know yet. If things leak out, it will be a big deal.

So it was better to leave first. Anyway, we were going to find the nine-tailed nightshade tendon, just to avoid the limelight.

As for what will happen in the future, I probably won’t think about it for a mere Golden Core Stage monk like myself.