The Path to Becoming Immortal

As the command was issued, the corpse leader's eyes turned from confusion to a trace of struggle.

However, under the control of Ning Ping's soul, it softened again.

Finally, in Ning Ping's surprised eyes, he actually squatted down obediently, the fierceness in his eyes disappeared, and he looked at himself curiously.

"Haha... Congratulations! I knew you could do it. Haha!"

At this time, Hu Lao's heartless laughter came out.

"Humph... It's better to have fewer such ghost ideas in the future."

Ning Ping was sweating all over at this moment. For the sake of caution, he retreated to the altar and sat on the ground with his buttocks, breathing heavily.

"How is it, what did you see?" Hu Lao looked at the carefully squatting corpse leader and asked curiously.

"Nothing special, but the years that have passed are too long, so long that I don't know how to describe it."

In fact, Ning Ping had a vague prediction in his heart at this time. Judging from the number of people who fell from the Immortal Bridge, it is possible that this corpse leader has always existed here.

There is no evidence, so I will have to wait and see if I can verify it later.

As for some other memories, most of them are similar, and there is nothing special about them.

"Oh? That means it could be that..." Hu Lao's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the sky.

Ning Ping was almost recovered, and he tried to master the spirit beast bag.

It was similar to the use of the storage bag. After entering the spirit beast bag, the corpse fell into a kind of dormancy.

Just as Ning Ping was thinking about the next step.

"Boom... Boom..."

Suddenly, the whole canyon trembled, and some gravel fell from the sky from time to time.

When he glanced at it, he found that cracks appeared on the dark Wuhui Valley stone tablet.

"Go!" Hu Lao's voice suddenly shouted.

Without Hu Lao's urging, Ning Ping's figure had already turned into a beam of light and rushed out.

"Boom..." There were loud noises coming from behind, and huge rocks kept falling in front of him.

It felt like the entire Yuntian Mansion was about to collapse, and I didn't know where the problem was.

Ning Ping's figure kept moving between the falling boulders, and the entire canyon was now shrouded in smoke and dust.

But at least his spiritual sense could detect a certain distance, and there was also the whirring sound coming from the falling boulders above his head.

At a certain moment, Ning Ping finally came to the end of the canyon and got into one of the paths.

"Boom... Boom..."

After climbing to a high place that was not affected, Ning Ping looked back at the rumbling canyon, his face pale, and he said with lingering fear.

"Hu~Hu... What's going on? Did I subdue the corpse and trigger something?"

"Who knows~ Fortunately, I came out in time, otherwise it would be fun to be buried in it."

Ning Ping suddenly thought of something at this time, his face changed drastically, and he looked regretful.

"Oh, it's over, what a pity, ah..."

"What's wrong? What happened?" Hu Lao also became serious when he heard it.

Ning Ping looked into the depths of the canyon and shook his head slowly.

"What happened?" Hu Lao anxiously followed Ning Ping and looked forward.

"Those storage bags of the monks who fell from the Immortal Bridge..."

"You..." Hu Lao's eyes widened and he was speechless.

Ning Ping's face was extremely distressed. There were countless storage bags, and it was difficult to estimate how much wealth was contained in them.

Now there is no way, even if the collapse has slowly stabilized.

But it is buried for hundreds of feet, and it is not known whether it will continue to collapse. It would be fun to bury yourself accidentally.

Fortunately, the collapse was only within the canyon and did not affect the hillside under his feet.

Putting away his regretful mood, Ning Ping continued to explore forward.

As he went up, the formations and restrictions on the road gradually increased, but with the previous experience of breaking them, these formations were no problem.

After walking for a long time, he looked up and didn't know how high it was.

Ning Ping also noticed the smell of fireworks.

At a wide three-way intersection, Ning Ping decisively headed for the place with a strong smell of fireworks.

Soon, several slightly lower houses and attics came into view, and on one of the attics were written the words Lanfeng Pavilion.

Ning Ping was delighted, as buildings meant opportunities.

Slowly searching from the side, each house had a formation restriction, but none of them could stop Ning Ping.

After a while, he checked them all, but there was no gain. The people here seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

Finally, Ning Ping cast his eyes on the Lanfeng Pavilion in the middle, and the smell of fireworks came from it.

Entering the attic, it was empty, but the smell of fireworks in the room became stronger and stronger.

Waves of heat also came from a secret room inside, and at the same time, there were obvious formation fluctuations.

Finally, it took some time to enter a secret room at the back. When Ning Ping entered the secret room, he was even more shocked.

"I've made a fortune..." Ning Ping looked around and murmured in unison with Hu Lao and the other two.

The temperature in the room was extremely high. Ning Ping, who had long been immune to cold and heat, had no choice but to activate the Void Shield to resist.

There was a stove in the middle, and the almost transparent flames baked the entire secret room space and twisted it.

On the shelves around, many materials needed for refining were neatly stacked.

Those materials were colorful, with various auras mixed in them, and some jade boxes also emitted bursts of inexplicable auras.

Although there were jade slips from the Ji family, only a few types could be distinguished.

For example, the one placed in a corner of the bottom floor, which was shining with lightning and had fish-scale-like patterns on the surface, was called Leilin Iron, which was also very rare.

He added a few taels of it to his flying magic weapon, and it was these few taels that greatly increased the speed of the Yulei Boat.

And the Taixuan refined iron randomly piled in a corner, just adding a little to the flying sword can greatly increase the power of the magic weapon.

Unfortunately, Ning Ping didn't recognize most of the refining materials.

However, since they appeared in such a secret room, there was no doubt that they were extremely precious things.

He put all the refining materials directly into the Tianyan space without hesitation.

Next, he looked at a place, an inconspicuous hammer on the anvil, with two words "Hongtian" engraved on one side of the hammer head.

Ning Ping stepped forward and grabbed it, but found it extremely heavy. It was not until he almost gathered all his energy that he lifted the hammer.

But it was absolutely impossible to lift it.

Seeing this, Ning Ping was happy in his heart. There was no doubt that this hammer was not an ordinary thing.

It doesn't matter if you can't lift it now, just take it away first. When you can drive it in the future, it will definitely be a great weapon for you.

Satisfied, just when he was about to leave, the voice of Mr. Hu came to his mind.