The Path to Becoming Immortal

The magic weapon is called Soul Refining Mountain, which is a replica of another treasure. It is made of the earth-like Xitu, so it is extremely heavy.

It mainly uses its strange weight, solidity and gravity to restrain the enemy.

"Is this just a replica?" He looked at the huge stone mountain with a radius of 100 feet beside him in a daze.

I really can't imagine what the real Soul Refining Mountain would be like.

Then, Ning Ping followed the refining method in the jade slip and his consciousness went deep into it.

After a while, with the end of refining, he urged his own Yuanli and attacked the stone mountain, but it didn't move at all.

Ning Ping frowned slightly, and the Yuanli in his body also swarmed out.

With the addition of a large amount of Yuanli, the stone mountain trembled and slowly rose.

"It's so heavy!" After lifting it slightly, he immediately felt the weight of the boulder, and the Yuanli in his body was also rapidly consumed.

Ning Ping's eyes opened suddenly, and the Yuanli in his body poured into the stone mountain again.

Suddenly, the stone mountain, which was originally hundreds of feet high, suddenly swelled up to hundreds of feet in size, but the Yuanli in the body also quickly dissipated at an unimaginable speed.

"Collect!" At this time, Ning Ping's mind moved, and the stone mountain shrank rapidly in an instant, and finally turned into a miniature mountain lying on the palm of his hand.

After a brief attempt, Ning Ping also knew what was going on. Just now, with a little urging, the Yuanli in the body had consumed almost half of it.

No wonder Yun Deyou had never seen him use it before, it turned out to consume so much.

However, as a killer, and with the increase of his own cultivation, this is still a good treasure.

Who doesn't accept it and smash it! It's also very domineering.

However, why it is named Soul Refining Mountain is also puzzling. Does it mean that it needs to be refined with the soul?

On second thought, this is just a mere imitation. If it is the original magic weapon, it may have other powers.

This magic weapon comes from the Yun family, and the original product is probably also in the Yun family.

Ning Ping also secretly paid attention to this.

After packing up everything, Ning Ping also went to the sword-shaped mountain again.

It's a pity to run to the mountain. Fortunately, those evil spirits and soul surges no longer cause trouble, otherwise it would be very difficult to reach.

After a while, Ning Ping came to a huge chasm. His destination was in front of him after crossing the chasm.

At present, the chasm is dozens of miles away. It is not possible to fly here. Although the energy consumption is large, he should be able to pass it without the interference of soul surges.

But at this time, a very uneasy feeling emerged in his heart.

Just when Ning Ping completely recovered himself and was hesitating, suddenly there was a slight movement outside the cliff, and a zombie stood on the edge of the cliff.

Ning Ping's mind moved, and his body retreated quickly.

As soon as the zombie appeared, he waved the long sword in his hand, and a sword light flashed and disappeared.

But when he sensed it again, it had already come to Ning Ping.

"Hidden Sword Technique!" Ning Ping exclaimed in surprise, and looked at the other party with a fixed gaze.

The person in front of him also overlapped with the image of the person mentioned by Su Yijian.

"Gentleman Sword... Xi Sijun!"

But at this time, the other party was no longer rational, and he shook the long sword in his hand, and his whole figure disappeared in an instant.

Ning Ping frowned secretly, and he really didn't expect to meet him.

So with a thought, the layers of sword energy intertwined and turned into swords and shields to protect his body.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

In an instant, countless sword energies suddenly emerged and collided with the swords and shields around, and sparks flew for a while.

Fortunately, the opponent is now unconscious and only knows how to attack blindly, lacking flexibility and change.

And his speed is much faster than the opponent.

So after a while of fighting, Ning Ping shot a purple thunder arrow, and just when the opponent was electrocuted and stiff, several white silks suddenly shot out.

The white silk was the long whiskers of the sheep-bearded whale obtained before.

The whale's baleen was very long and very tough, and it tied the other party up tightly.

"You are also a fellow disciple of mine, it is impossible to take you back... Why should I tie you up! Hey..."

As the other party roared continuously, Ning Ping also murmured helplessly, and smiled self-deprecatingly, which also showed that he didn't want to attack him in his heart.

Just as Ning Ping's sword flashed and was about to cut off the other party's head, suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind, and the long sword stopped just in front of the other party's neck.

The Great Soul Sealing Technique of the Heaven, how could I forget this, and try to use the soul seal in it on him.

This Great Soul Sealing Technique was created by Qingyou, and the soul surge of the culprit was also due to him.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping's fingers moved slightly, and soon a soul seal condensed in the air.

The soul seal flashed and sank into the other party's forehead.

In an instant, Xi Sijun's entire body suddenly froze, and then he began to shake wildly and uncontrollably.

His breath also began to become violent.

Ning Ping frowned, sighed in his heart, and his consciousness rushed directly into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Sure enough, at this time, the remaining soul fragments of the opponent were in chaos, and his eyes were spinning randomly.

Ning Ping's consciousness moved, trying to stabilize the opponent's fluctuations, and a whirlwind also rose in the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

In this way, the countless scattered soul fragments immediately spun rapidly with the whirlwind, and began to have a certain pattern.

At this time, Xi Sijun's originally turbid, gray eyes seemed to have a trace of clarity.

"You...you...are, who..." A stuttering voice suddenly came out of Xi Sijun's clumsy mouth.

"Ah...you are Xi Sijun!" Ning Ping was immediately surprised. He didn't expect that this unintentional action would get such a result.

"Xi...Si...Jun!" The other party was instantly confused, with a blank face, and the trace of blankness in his eyes gradually showed a tendency to disappear again.

At this time, Ning Ping frowned slightly. It turned out that when he was talking just now, the vortex he had raised in the other party's sea of ​​consciousness also slowed down, but as soon as it slowed down, the other party's only consciousness showed signs of losing control again.

Then Ning Ping's mind moved, and the power of the soul poured into the other party's sea of ​​consciousness again, and the whirlwind spun again.

"Do you know Su Yijian? I am also from Xuanyue Sword Sect!" At this time, Ning Ping's heart moved and he spoke.

"Su Yijian! Xuanyue Sword Sect! Su Yijian! Master..." Xi Sijun, at this time, as Ning Ping increased his strength, he seemed to remember something again.

"You are dead!" Ning Ping said in a deep voice.

"..." After hearing this, Xi Sijun seemed to be trying hard to understand the meaning of death.

After a dozen breaths, Xi Sijun seemed to remember more.

"It seems that I am dead. I remembered some things. I shouldn't believe those people, but in the end, I guess they are dead like me..."

He murmured unconsciously and said a lot.