The Path to Becoming Immortal

If you ask the other party directly, you will definitely refuse or deny it without even thinking about it. Trade with the other party? I can't come up with anything good.

As no one has learned any magic, it is known that this magic must be very rare, in other words, very precious.

As he thought about it, Ning Ping's eyes suddenly lit up. If he couldn't get it by normal means, he would just steal it. His ability of soul leaving the body is just right for him.

But then the question came again. Does he have a secret book? If he doesn't have a secret book, there is no way to steal it. If he has a secret book, where would he hide it?

First of all, people like me definitely don't have that magical storage bag. It's okay to hide it close to the body for a short time, but it's inevitable that there will be accidents of one kind or another for a long time.

Then, Ning Ping smiled thoughtfully. If it was me, it would definitely be safest to hide in my room. At least so far, no one has ever trespassed into my room.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping's steps became relaxed while strolling, and he even had the leisure to appreciate the scenery in the valley.

After dinner, Ning Ping came to the room early. He couldn't wait to practice, and his soul also came to Gao Fei's room.

But he searched around but found nothing. Just when he wanted to find the roof, Gao Fei came back.

Anyway, there was no rush, so Ning Ping also observed Gao Fei.

Gao Fei also sat cross-legged on the bed as soon as he entered the room, just like himself, but he didn't start practicing immediately, but was in a daze.

"Hey~" I don't know what he thought of, he sighed slightly, and there was a trace of helplessness on his originally resolute face, and then he closed his eyes and started practicing.

Ning Ping didn't know why the other party had such a strange behavior, and he couldn't help but think maliciously that maybe the other party was worried that he had seen the scene of using magic before. If that was the case, it was really unfortunate.

He searched the floor carefully but didn't find any clues. Just when Ning Ping wanted to leave, he suddenly thought of a place he hadn't found yet, that was under his floor.

The floor is wooden, and there is a mezzanine underneath to prevent dust from falling downstairs. When Ning Ping was in the village, the wooden floor on the second floor was single-layered, so he had a fixed impression and thought it was the same.

But after a while, Ning Ping was still disappointed, and still got nothing. Ning Ping looked at Gao Fei helplessly, it seems that he can't easily get this magic at the moment.

Just at this time, he suddenly remembered that Gao Fei was looking at the edge of the bed when he was in a daze just now. He had already looked for it on the bed and didn't find it. But what about the wood on the bed.

With this idea, Ning Ping carefully integrated into the wood on the bed and slowly searched.

After a while, Ning Ping's eyes suddenly lit up while searching, and finally found something unusual at the foot of the bed. The foot of the bed had been hollowed out, and the hole was carefully covered with mud. There was a roll of something stuffed inside.

Carefully using the power of the soul, he wrapped the thing and took it out directly, looked at Gao Fei who was practicing, smiled, and returned to his body directly.

Ning Ping, who was practicing, opened his eyes. At this moment, he was holding a rolled-up book in his hands. With excitement, Ning Ping slowly opened the book, and three words on the book came into his eyes - "Yuan Ling Zhi".

Ning Ping was so surprised that he almost cried out. He didn't expect that he could get it so easily by accident.

But this really wronged Gao Fei. His daze just now was indeed an unintentional act, and he just happened to hide it at the foot of the bed.

Ning Ping couldn't wait and opened the book carefully. He had to return the book in time after reading it, so as not to reveal any flaws and bring unnecessary trouble.

The book recorded the technique called Yuan Ling Zhi. Through a specific path of the technique, it stimulated the Yuan force in the body, and finally emitted a sharp force full of Yuan force from the fingertips.

The book was not thick, and Ning Ping wrote it down in a while. After checking it, he came to Gao Fei's room again with the book.

He put the book back to its original place according to the law again, and even the mud at the entrance of the cave did not loosen at all.

"Thank you." Ning Ping looked up at Gao Fei who was still practicing and expressed his gratitude.

After leaving the room, he even turned his eyes and came to the place where Gao Fei pointed in the daytime.

But at this time, Ning Ping found that the original stone with a small hole had disappeared.

"Haha!" Ning Ping laughed happily.

The practice of the technique went very smoothly and it was completed in two hours. The next step was to try. Ning Ping found a stone and put it on the window.

With a thought, the Yuanli in the body was instantly activated, and then a breath rushed to the fingertips and condensed without releasing it. Ning Ping aimed at the stone and pointed it out, and at this time a strong wind burst out from the fingertips.

"Puff~" There was a light sound. Ning Ping walked over and nodded with satisfaction. "It's powerful, but the accuracy is a little off."

I saw that one corner of the stone was missing a piece. Ning Ping originally aimed at the center. There was really no way. Accuracy is something that comes from long-term practice.

It seems that Gao Fei was just planning to practice in the daytime. Unexpectedly, he was caught by himself and got a big advantage.

I don't know what the other party will think after knowing that I have secretly learned it. Thinking of this, Ning Ping couldn't help laughing again. Today is indeed worth being happy. This is the first magic he has obtained.

Next, Ning Ping also tried to use the soul to perform the Yuanling Finger, but he couldn't activate it at all. First, there was no Yuan force in the soul, and second, there was no corresponding meridian orifice in the soul. After thinking about it, maybe there is a corresponding technique for using the soul power, but I just don't know it. I have to pay more attention to it in the future.

Continuing to practice Qionglai, Ning Ping found that with the current Yuan force in his body, he could only send out three fingers at most, but he couldn't send out the fourth finger. Moreover, the reduction of Yuan force in his body also brought waves of dizziness.

Although there are some regrets, there is no way to do it because his cultivation is still low. When his Yuan force is deep in the future, the situation will definitely be different. Thinking of this, his mood improved again.

It was not far from dawn at this time. After the excitement, he remembered the news of Shang Feibai's death today, and even remembered his current situation. Now he inexplicably felt a sense of urgency.

Ning Ping even considered not learning to refine medicine, but this was unrealistic. If he kept hiding his incompetence, his own strength would not be improved, and he would definitely fall into a more dangerous situation.

Now he had only one way to go, which was to work hard to make more Qi-enhancing powder to improve his own cultivation to deal with the foreseeable crises in the future. If he had the cultivation level of those uncles, then he would have nothing to fear. He could just kill them with one seal. Why bother struggling?