The Path to Becoming Immortal

A few months later.

The crowd outside the Dan Tower had long since dispersed after Ning Ping had not come out.

However, Gu Dang and others still stayed, and together with several people from the Yun family, they began to practice outside the Dan Tower without doing anything.

The top floor of the Dan Tower.

At a certain moment, Ning Ping's eyes were still closed, and suddenly his hands began to dance.

One Dan Jue after another was instantly formed in the air.

The Dan Jue did not disappear after being condensed, until all the Dan Jue of the five elements were carved out.

At this time, Ning Ping's eyes suddenly opened, and he glanced at the five Dan Jue in front of him.

At this moment, the five Dan Jue were exactly the same as the Dan Jue in the hall, except for the color and size.

After a careful look, Ning Ping smiled, and then raised his hand and waved it gently, and all the Dan Jue disappeared immediately.

Ning Ping did not get up, but closed his eyes again, and there was still the last and most difficult to comprehend, the Soul Control Dan Jue.

Next, he had to comprehend the last Dan Jue.

At this time, in Ning Ping's soul, five Dan Jue seemed to be deeply engraved.

Just like the thunder pattern, it could never be erased.

Yun Jian, who was sitting quietly beside him, noticed Ning Ping's actions.

Looking at the Dan Jue disappearing one by one, he was also extremely shocked.

What is talent? This is talent. When I carved out this Dan Jue, I didn't know how many days it took to carve out one.

There is no doubt that this is the main reason for the strength of the soul.

There was a strong jealousy in his eyes. Unfortunately, even if he took over the body, he no longer had such an opportunity.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of Yun Chengwang again, and his heart was even more blocked.

That damn guy actually missed such a God-given opportunity.

But fortunately, the other party is still under his control...

Looking at Ning Ping who was constantly deducing, Yun Jian's eyes were unpredictable.

The object of the other party's entanglement, Ning Ping.

At this moment, he is also trying his best to comprehend the Soul Control Pill Art.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a white pill art is floating in the air, but Ning Ping's brows are tightly knitted.

At this moment, the Soul Control Pill Art is only similar in shape, without a trace of charm.

The complexity is also far beyond the other five-element pill art.

The natural lines look like veins, and they are not static.

Those lines are still changing under observation.

A single hair moves the whole body, and the entire Soul Control Pill Art is actually slowly wriggling in his eyes, like a living thing, which is amazing.

Even with Ning Ping's current soul strength, he can only depict half of it by copying the gourd, and this is just one of the changes.

Often at this time, the power of the soul has already lost its successor, and more importantly, the subsequent changes can't be remembered at all, giving him an extremely unreasonable feeling.

Therefore, he had to stop.

So in this way, restoring the power of the soul actually consumed a lot of time.

Once...

Failed.

Ten times...

Failed.

Fifty times...

Still failed...

Ning Ping kept repeating tirelessly.

Time passed quietly without noticing for an unknown amount of time.

Failed one after another, and there was no sense of progress, and even the last few times were not as good as the previous ones.

Ning Ping had no choice but to stop.

"What went wrong?"

Looking at the pure white Dan Jue, Ning Ping also fell into deep thought.

"Array pattern!"

After a long time, Ning Ping inexplicably remembered the array pattern, and it was impossible to construct this Dan Jue in one go.

Then decompose it, and it should work.

As soon as he thought of it, he started to implement it. Ning Ping's eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened again, and carefully looked at the pure white Dan Jue in the air.

At this moment, Ning Ping was disheveled, with a crazy look in his eyes and a sickly flush on his face.

In his eyes, there was only the Soul Control Pill Art in front of him. As for Yun Jian, who was sitting quietly beside him, he seemed to have not seen it at all.

At this time, Yun Jian also opened his eyes and looked over, frowning secretly.

He had already noticed that something was wrong with Ning Ping.

Then, through a trace of spirit attached to Ning Ping, he also noticed that Ning Ping was in an extremely excited state at the moment.

"Wake up!" Yun Jian shouted softly, and it instantly exploded in Ning Ping's soul.

At this time, Ning Ping was startled, raised his head with a confused face, looked around, and his eyes stopped on Yun Jian.

Then he lowered his head and glanced at himself, and his face changed slightly.

At this moment, his soul power has been completely exhausted, and his mind is consuming the essence of his soul.

Looking at his own state at this time, he almost had a tendency to go crazy.

What was even more unexpected was that it was the other party who woke him up.

"How long has it been now!" Ning Ping stood up directly, moved his hands and feet, and asked in a deep voice.

Since he hadn't spoken for so long, his voice was already a little unclear.

"More than three years!"

"Oh? Three years have passed?" Ning Ping was slightly startled. It felt like only a few months had passed.

"I mean the time outside!" Yun Jian said calmly without changing his expression.

"Ah..." Ning Ping was stunned in surprise.

The time in the Dan Tower is ten times that of the outside world, which means that he has been here for thirty years!

There is no time in cultivation, this is really true.

Ning Ping, who reacted, did not continue to try to comprehend. Instead, he condensed a Qingquan technique with a thought and cleansed himself carefully.

After a while, Ning Ping gradually recovered and felt refreshed again.

However, the fatigue in the depths of his soul remained.

"What was the elixir you encountered on the forty-eighth floor?"

At this time, Yun Jian suddenly asked about the past.

"The elixir on the forty-eighth floor? It's just an ordinary elixir!" Ning Ping heard this and smiled mysteriously with great joy.

Yun Jian's eyes instantly shone with brilliance, and the feeling that made him palpitate at the time was still vivid in his mind.

What surprised him even more was that several other people of the same tribe also had the same situation.

Could it be that it was not the abnormality caused by him? Come to think of it, how can a pill affect others?

It seems that the other party passed the 48th floor, and the Pill Tower had an abnormal movement. Maybe it was because the Pill Tower was brought out by the ancestor of the Yun family.

As for the ordinary pill he mentioned, Yun Jian certainly didn't believe it. How could ordinary things appear on the 48th floor of the Pill Tower?

But he also knew that as long as the other party didn't say it, he couldn't do anything to him. This kid is not afraid of death, so what else is he afraid of?

"Haha, ordinary pill..." Yun Jian chuckled, and then continued with his eyes narrowed.

"Then I hope you can comprehend it well! Otherwise, even if you reach the top, it will still be useless..."