The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Haha! What a Qinglan Immortal Sect! I have learned a lesson!"

After thinking about all this, Ning Ping couldn't help but laugh at himself, and bowed directly to the towering cliff in front of him.

No wonder Wen Renjian didn't take the initiative to explain. Now it seems that it is extremely simple to walk through the white jade stairs.

As long as you abandon what you are thinking, just close your eyes and move forward, you will pass easily.

Invisibly, the understanding of the Law of Ningping Illusion has increased again, which is equivalent to opening up a new perspective, which is also the aspect that is most easily ignored.

Illusion is hallucination.

The original illusion technique was more based on changes in the environment, and the more advanced part was affecting the consciousness and soul. It affects your cognition through the soul, so it is called illusion.

And often after mastering more advanced soul magic, it is easy to ignore the most basic things.

Then, Ning Ping roared loudly, flicked his sleeves and stepped forward towards the abyss crack ahead.

Shrunk into inches.

In one step, the huge crack was halfway across.

The extremely chaotic soul surge directly enveloped Ning Ping's whole body, and a strange force that pulled the whole person downward also acted on him instantly.

The whole person also fell into the abyss very quickly.

The soul in the body was also in turmoil at this moment, and seemed to float to the depths of the abyss with the soul surge at any time.

Suppressing the extreme discomfort in his mind, Ning Ping stepped forward again.

With one step, he was in front of the cliff in an instant.

Ning Ping stretched out his hand into a claw and inserted it directly into the stone wall.

"What a hard stone!" Ning Ping secretly shouted as his fingertips felt a dull pain.

Immediately, the whole body pressed tightly against him, and the intensity of the soul surge also weakened slightly.

When the soul felt relaxed, he used his hand to hide directly behind a protruding rock above.

With the boulder blocking him, the soul surge weakened sharply, and Ning Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Ning Ping climbed straight up.

At this moment, I suddenly felt something strange behind me, and turned around to see a black shadow falling sharply downwards.

Taking a closer look, it was Leng Qi who had been seriously injured before. Unexpectedly, he also came in with his head set.

Ning Ping's eyes moved slightly and he grabbed back with one hand.

In an instant, a surge of Yuan Power surged out, directly rolling up the man who was falling with a desperate look on his face.

Immediately after the whip of Yuanli, he quickly waved his hand to retrieve it, and a pale-faced man fell next to him.

"Thank you, Elder Shi!" Leng Qi thanked him in a low voice with an embarrassed look on his face.

"It doesn't matter!" Ning Ping saw through the other person's heart at a glance, and then glanced at the other person's cultivation level and said with a half-smile.

"You have good cultivation!"

Hearing this, Leng Qi knew that the other party had seen through his cultivation, and his face turned slightly red with embarrassment.

"I concealed my cultivation because I didn't want her to be too stressed." He added quickly, fearing misunderstanding.

"Actually, many of the elders in the sect already know this!"

"You don't need to explain to me! Go up first." Ning Ping shook his head slightly. He didn't expect that as a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, he would still dodge like a young man when it came to matters between men and women. He felt funny.

Seeing the faint smile on the other person's face, Leng Qi was embarrassed and did not dare to look directly at the other person. He adjusted his breath briefly and climbed up.

But at this moment, another figure suddenly jumped over from the opposite side.

Ning Ping turned around and looked at the person, and was slightly startled. Not only did he know the person, but his identity was also extremely subtle.

Zhou Weiyi, the leader of the Soul Sealing Pavilion, is of course the Soul Sealing Pavilion of which Yu Tianxiao is the ancestor.

I saw that he was just as powerful as Leng Qi, and Ning Ping knew this.

The Soul Sealing Pavilion is also a sect that specializes in soul magic. As a leader, it is natural that its strength will not be too weak.

But for some unknown reason, when he was still ten feet away from the cliff, his body became unstable and he fell straight down.

At this time, due to the closer distance, he could see Ningping clinging to the cliff at a glance.

Zhou Weiyi seemed to have seen the last straw, and his sleepy eyes suddenly lit up.

"Fellow Daoist Stone!..."

But before he finished speaking, he fell quickly, and Shi Yi's faint expression disappeared above him.

My life is at risk! Zhou Weiyi couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and even simply closed his eyes.

But just when he was feeling desperate, his waist suddenly tightened, as if he was entangled in something, and then he stopped and shot upwards.

In an instant, Zhou Weiyi was overwhelmed by a burst of ecstasy. After this feeling of resurrection from the dead, it is even more rare to cherish life.

Immediately, his soul was shaken violently, and the thoughts that were still drowsy just now were immediately dispelled.

Then he saw Shi Yi's face.

"Friend Daoist Zhou! Hold on tight!" Ning Ping shouted softly in the air, and with a slight shake of his hand, he threw the opponent directly onto the cliff.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Shi!" At this time, Zhou Weiyi saluted Ning Ping with a solemn expression. This was a life-saving grace at the moment.

Then he saw Leng Qi above him, and of course he knew that he was also from the Xuanyue Sword Sect, so he nodded in greeting.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Zhou is so polite!" Ning Ping smiled lightly, looking unconcerned.

Leng Qi, who had just crawled out a few steps, after giving a brief response, was surprised and secretly looked at the two people below.

Although rescuing people seems to be nothing, most people in Xuanyue Sword Sect are self-righteous and indifferent to things that do not concern them. This is simply the general rule of behavior in the sect.

Unless someone in their own sect is threatened with life and death, it is good not to add insult to injury.

In this secret realm, not only did Elder Shi rescue the head of Fenghun Pavilion, but even Ning Ping's rescue of himself just now was somewhat unexpected.

It is a favor to save you, and it is a duty not to save you. This is exactly what Leng Qi said.

Just when Leng Qi was extremely confused, Zhou Weiyi continued to speak.

"I didn't expect to meet Elder Shi here. This life-saving grace will be remembered in my heart!"

"It is enough to say thank you once. I have always admired you, Brother Zhou. It is fate to meet you today."

Ning Ping's face returned to its original indifferent look, as if the act of saving people just now was insignificant, and it even revealed that he had admired the other party before.

"Oh! So Fellow Daoist Shi also knows me!" As expected, Zhou Weiyi was quite surprised to hear Ning Ping say this.

"Fellow Daoist Shi is so talented, and now he is famous all over the world! It's a pity that I have never met Fellow Daoist Shi before!"