The Path to Becoming Immortal

Two days passed quickly.

Ning Ping was also led by a disciple of the Luoshen Sect, heading all the way deep underground.

Along the way, Ning Ping also discovered that this Luoshen Cult was very strange.

There are also low-level disciples, but the lowest ones also have the foundation building stage.

But judging from the auras hidden in the secret rooms deep in some passages, they are just Nascent Soul cultivators at most.

And in terms of quantity, it's really not that much for a sect.

In other words, this is just a superficial performance.

After going deep underground for a long time, Ning Ping noticed the aura of a monk in the transformation stage.

In an instant, I felt a vague sense of consciousness, sweeping over my body, and then left quickly.

It was as cold as ever along the way. After going deep underground, the air conditioning seemed to be much stronger.

At this moment, we finally reached our destination.

This is a huge cave underground.

It seems like everyone in the Luoshen Sect has gathered here.

There were people standing neatly on both sides, all silent and with solemn expressions on their faces.

At the end is a huge stone statue, exactly the same as the one enshrined in the hall above.

There is a stone house below where they originally sat cross-legged. It is now shrouded in formations. Judging from the faint fluctuations inside, there are also several monks inside.

Yan Cangxue in front was already standing with Qiu Mingji, who had seized the body.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, you have had a good rest these two days!"

At this time, Qiu Mingji glanced over indifferently, and then turned back as if nothing had happened.

"It's very comfortable. I didn't expect that this cold place could have a calming effect." Ning Ping also said something random.

"Haha, we really have Taoist friends here who say such good things. I'm afraid it's already overcrowded."

As he spoke, the fluctuations in the stone house became more and more obvious.

In the end, it was as if something had been opened, and then I felt an unusually cold breath emerging from it.

But the strange thing is that this chill disappeared in a flash.

It gives people the illusion that it never happened.

At this time, the door of the stone house was suddenly opened, revealing several Nascent Soul monks sitting cross-legged inside.

Opposite the gate, a portal with water waves stands in the depths, exuding bursts of space laws.

"Fellow Daoist, please come inside! Fellow Daoist Lin, please wait a moment!"

After Yan Cangxue finished speaking, she took the lead and walked inside, then dove into the rippling door.

Qiu Mingji also followed in without hesitation.

Ning Ping's consciousness moved slightly to explore the door. As expected, his consciousness encountered a resistance and could not explore the situation inside.

So I had no choice but to continue waiting honestly.

After a while, Yan Cangxue walked out again.

"I have kept you, Daoist Lin, waiting for a long time. Please come with me!"

After a brief period of dizziness, a depressing space appeared before our eyes.

This is still a passage, but it feels much colder. Even with Ning Ping's current cultivation level, it feels bitingly cold.

Not far ahead is a stone sculpture, which also shows the monk practicing with his eyes closed.

At this point, there are two channels, one on the left and one on the right.

"Please!" Yan Cangxue in front chose the passage to the right and walked inside.

After turning two corners, suddenly a huge cave appeared in front of me.

The entire cave was shrouded in formation.

The surroundings are densely packed with stone chambers, but they all have formations to prevent the exploration of spiritual consciousness.

On the barely visible floor, upon closer inspection, there was actually a thick layer of ice that was as hard as stone.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, ordinary spirit bodies may not be able to meet the requirements of seniors. Come and see how this one looks like!"

After saying that, he came to a stone room, and with a seal in his hand, the stone door burst open.

There is a deep pit inside. There is an ice coffin at the bottom of the pit, and a naked male cultivator lies inside.

However, a chill also hit my face. Upon closer inspection, I found that it was coming from the bottom of the ice coffin.

At this moment, the man's eyes were closed tightly, and there was no movement in his body, but his expression looked like he was asleep.

"Why don't you let senior take a look first?" Yan Cangxue gestured.

Ning Ping nodded, and then took out the wooden box. After opening it carefully, a stream of spiritual consciousness wrapped around the man.

Of course, all this is just Ning Ping’s consciousness.

As soon as his spiritual consciousness came into contact with the man's body, he felt a faint anger.

However, that anger is very weak.

Then, Ning Ping sensed that this person had a soul. To put it bluntly, he was just a blank body.

At this moment, it suddenly dawned on me why the so-called spirit body here is more suitable for monks to seize the body.

The so-called rejection is more caused by the resistance of the soul that was originally taken away.

And this spiritual body does not have the existence of a soul, so there are no disadvantages in this regard.

All that remains is to look at the physical qualifications of the spirit body itself, and the degree of soul contract with the person who wants to seize the body.

In this way, of course the success rate will be greatly improved.

And a person who loses his soul is of course declared dead.

There is no doubt that the cold air here is to suppress the male cultivator's vitality so that he can survive for a long time.

"I feel like it's not enough. Can you look at other options? Of course, as long as the price is right, I'll do as you say!"

After a detailed investigation, Ning Ping closed the wooden box and frowned.

"Oh! Then please take a look at the others."

Then, the two of them checked one by one.

Fortunately, Yan Cangxue was patient enough. He looked at all the spirits in the stone chamber without any impatience.

Ning Ping did not see Qiu Mingji here. There is no doubt that he is in another place on the left side of the passage.

"Sorry to bother you, fellow Daoist Yan! As expected, you have a good eye. The first spirit seems to be the most suitable."

Ning Ping finished looking at all of them and gave a heartfelt praise.

"Haha, as long as the senior is satisfied! In that case, please wait a moment."

Yan Cangxue took out a token and activated a strange wave and shot it to the bottom of the pit.

Ning Ping sensed the breath of the token and felt a little strange in his heart.

But there was no reaction at all. After a while, when Ning Ping expressed doubts,

Something seemed to be opened at the bottom of the pit, and a spring of water suddenly gushed out.

After carefully sensing it, Ning Ping, who remained calm, could not help but be happy.

It was as cold as a spring, but from it, one could strangely sense a heat.

This heat came from the medicinal power of the Purple Flame Body-shaping Flower.

"Okay, fellow Taoist, please take care of yourself. After the fusion is completed, we will meet outside. Remember, don't move anything else, otherwise... I hope you will forgive me!"

After Yan Cangxue finished speaking, he walked out after Ning Ping agreed.

At some point, a black-clothed monk appeared at the entrance of the passage without saying a word.

This was of course to avoid being disturbed by others, or more for surveillance.