The Path to Becoming Immortal

His consciousness scanned slightly, but he didn't notice anything unusual. Ning Ping quickly moved over.

Dragon Tooth Reef, as its name suggests, is derived from the towering rocks protruding from the seabed.

All he could see in front of him was that the entire area was filled with rocks that looked like towering sharp teeth.

Through the clear water, you can even see the reefs, extending deep into the ocean until they disappear into the darkness.

My spiritual consciousness continues to explore all the way, but I don’t know how deep it is.

But the target of this trip, nightshade, was not seen. At this moment, there were only some unknown fishes, big or small, shuttled between the rocks in the ocean.

After thinking about it carefully, as the exchanged information said, Nightshade is extremely cautious by nature, and various human explorations often escape far away without knowing where to go before they get close.

This is really a headache. Could it be that Nightshade had sensed my exploration just now?

While thinking about it, he also approached one of the Dragon Tooth Reefs.

The surface of Longya Reef is very rough, and there are many holes. It looks fragile, but in fact it requires a lot of strength to break off a small piece.

This is also the reason why Longya Reef can always stand here.

At this time, suddenly there was a faint movement. Ning Ping looked up instantly, and a voice came out,

"This fellow Taoist, why are you here?" I saw three monks around me slowly walking out.

Ning Ping's heart moved. It seemed that these three people had been hiding here for a long time. The weak fluctuation just now was caused by the formation that concealed their figures.

The person who spoke was an old-looking monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core, but his old eyes were sparkling.

A monk with a short beard and messy hair, with a mid-level Golden Core cultivation level, and a pair of bull's eyes were also looking at him at the moment.

There is another person who looks quite young and has the lowest cultivation level. He is a monk in the early stage of Golden Core.

However, after the golden elixir stage, it is often impossible to judge age by appearance. After the golden elixir stage, the appearance changes more and more slowly, and there are some exercises that make it look very inconsistent with the actual age.

Ning Ping looked around at the three of them coldly, but said nothing.

"What? Didn't fellow Taoist come here to have fun?" At this time, the old monk tilted his head slightly and continued.

"Are you waiting for me?" Ning Ping finally spoke out after his heartbeat began to race.

This place was so remote, but it was such a coincidence that he bumped into three people. Fortunately, he had arranged a formation in advance to wait for him.

"Waiting for you? If you insist on thinking that way, it's up to you." At this time, the old man showed a hint of weirdness, but looked indifferent.

"Who sent you?" Ning Ping saw the other party's expression and continued to ask.

Inadvertently, an almost invisible silver needle slipped into the sea water below.

Uncle Long? Or the deputy city lord's Gong Huachi? Why target yourself? For Gu Xiao?

In an instant, countless thoughts emerged. You must know that it is not like you have never encountered such things as jealousy and anger.

But it is very possible that Uncle Long was the one who went to inquire about this place, and he accidentally revealed something without any trace at all.

As long as a few people in front of him get rid of him, who can know?

"I'm telling you, boss, just chat with him a few times and chop him off with one knife." The wild-haired monk was impatient, and he even pulled out a ghost-headed sword as he spoke.

"Brother, don't worry!" The old monk raised his hand and waved lightly, then continued.

"Fellow Taoist, as long as you hand over the Heaven-Building Pill recipe, how about we let you go? I can swear, what do you think?"

"Oh! So it's you!" Ning Ping suddenly realized.

As expected, this person is the monk who traded with him in Killing Space. Apart from this person, I really can't think of anything else related to my Sky-Mending Pill.

The other party's mention of the Heaven-Building Pill was just to deceive himself.

Ning Ping was slightly relieved that Uncle Long and others were not involved at this time.

"Fellow Taoist, you really have a good memory. Hey, I can't help it. This Heaven-Building Pill tastes good, and my two brothers also want to try it."

"If you want the Heaven-Building Pill... why didn't fellow Taoist tell you earlier?"

Ning Ping smiled, took out a few jade slips left on his body, and held them in his palms. Then he took out another jade slip as if he had thought of something.

"Oh, by the way, I also have the Heaven-Building Pill prescription you mentioned. Who should I give it to?"

As he spoke, Ning Ping looked around, as if he was considering who to give.

A trace of spiritual consciousness also quietly penetrated into the killing order.

Seeing this, the three monks had never expected that the other would be so happy. They looked at each other with ecstasy on their faces, and then looked at each other vaguely.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, I am really happy. We three brothers share life and death. It is the same to whomever you leave it to. Otherwise, I will keep it first."

The other party said it cheerfully. Of course, the old monk was not stupid, and he was even more cautious.

"Okay, fellow Taoist, you must keep your word." Ning Ping's mouth showed a trace of amusement, and he was about to throw out the elixir and jade slip in his hand.

The three monks instantly raised their hearts to their throats.

"Ah~...Boy, how dare you..." The old monk's face suddenly turned pale, and he stared at Ning Ping with wide eyes.

But one hand reached behind him, covering the indescribable place, and kept clamping his legs and twisting his body, too busy to take care of himself.

"Look at the sword~" The wild-haired monk looked at the old man with a strange expression, and slashed out with the Ghost Head Sword in his hand without hesitation.

Suddenly, a black blade shot towards Ning Ping in the rolling black smoke, and fierce faces appeared on it from time to time.

The young monk was not idle either. The jade ruler in his hand instantly turned into dozens of feet and slapped Ning Ping on the head.

The two attacks hit Ning Ping instantly, but there was no movement and they passed through the shadow directly.

At this moment, Ning Ping used his body skills and flashed to the side of the young monk in an instant. He raised his palm and slapped the shield on the other party.

Chasing the waves!

"Puff..." With a light sound, in the other party's surprised eyes, a red palm passed through the shield and rushed directly into the other party's body.

"Ah..." A scream came out.

The young monk suddenly froze all over, then his eyes widened, and a red tide appeared on his face.

This is exactly the power of the soul containing the fire essence, which is at work.

At this time, the shield on his body could no longer be maintained due to the severe damage to his soul and body.

Then, a flash of light flashed, and a big head flew up.

"Boy, what a cruel method, take your grandfather's knife."

Everything happened in an instant, and the second knife of the messy-haired monk was just barely hitting.

The old man was even more unbearable, and had fallen into the sea, trying to grab something on his body with his hands in fear.