This soil not only looks strange, but also gives Ning Ping a very strange feeling. It exudes a unique breath, familiar, but also very strange. This is definitely not an ordinary thing. The blue crystal under his feet cannot be pried off, but this soil must not be missed. Then Ning Ping began to get busy again. He was careful not to let go of any grain and swept all the soil into the crystal container originally used to hold the medicine. After everything was packed up, Ning Ping certainly would not leave in such a hurry. This is an excellent place for cultivation. Now he has also reacted. I think this should be the rumored spiritual vein. As for the grade, it is difficult to determine without reference. Anyway, I can't take it away now, so I have to practice well first. After carefully checking again that there is no other omission, Ning Ping sat in the center of the blue crystal again and began to practice, and from time to time he entered the ethereal state of cultivation. And the soul was also released, feeling the extremely comfortable environment, and began to refine the madness along the way with one mind and two minds. Inadvertently, some inexplicable black mist also continued to overflow from the soul body, and the soul power became more refined. Ning Ping suddenly realized that the self-reliance that he had been thinking about, that is, the means for the soul to protect its body, had not been used yet. I saw the invisible spiritual energy of heaven and earth at the bottom of this deep pool, spinning like a whirlwind, and in the center was Ning Ping who was practicing.
At this moment, Ning Ping's body was like spiritual energy filling his body, and a large amount of spiritual energy swarmed in from all parts of his body. But just when he was happy, a strange scene appeared, and his cultivation level did not rise but fell. The cultivation level that had just risen to the eighth level of Qi Refining suddenly fell to the seventh level of Qi Refining, but this was not the end. Ning Ping was very anxious, and then he carefully checked it. At this moment, his body had shrunk by nearly 30% under pressure. Then he was surprised to find that the extremely pure Yuanli that had been refined by the exercises was further compressed and refined under this extremely strong pressure. After figuring it out, Ning Ping finally felt relieved, so he calmed down and continued to practice frantically. He was holding back a urge to pee, and really wanted to see where the end of this realm drop was. Qi Refining Stage 7 Late, Middle, Early. Anxious, as the practice continued, the realm continued to fall. Qi Refining Stage 6 Late, Middle, Early. Qi Refining Stage 5 Late, Middle, Early. At this point, the Yuanli in the body has been condensed and extremely pure, and it is faintly felt that the power has also greatly increased. At this moment, the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him is still as rich as the sea, without any weakening. From this time on, the cultivation began to increase slowly. I don’t know how long it has been, and the cultivation has returned to the eighth level of Qi Refining, but this is not Ning Ping’s goal, and the practice continues. Now not only the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has formed a vortex, but the water at the bottom is also rotating constantly under the operation of the technique, forming a real huge vortex. Qi Refining Stage 8 Middle and Late. Qi Refining Stage 9 Early, Middle, Late. Finally, when he reached the peak of the Qi Refining Stage, Ning Ping's eyes suddenly opened. It's not that Ning Ping is unwilling to continue practicing, but no matter how he activates the skills, he can no longer absorb any spiritual energy. He has reached the legendary bottleneck.
This bottleneck is like a tough film at this moment. As long as it is pierced, he can enter the Foundation Establishment Stage, and now it is just the final push. Under this circumstance, he had to stop practicing reluctantly. Looking inward, his body was already full of surging and pure Yuanli. And the soul body beside him was also refined just now, and it was actually much purer. It is inferred that it may be due to this special environment. At this moment, the small puddle in the sea of consciousness where the soul power condensed has now formed a small pool, and the soul power has increased by dozens of times. Ning Ping stood up and found that his body had returned to normal, and his whole body was extremely refreshed. It's a pity that he is now at the bottom of the pool, otherwise he must let out a long roar to vent. He looked around again, looking at the blue crystal stone under him, and shook his head helplessly. Then a figure kicked, and under the urging of Yuanli, it brought waves of ripples like arrows to shoot upwards. When he was not far from the water surface, Ning Ping's mind moved and hid his figure, and stepped into the water from the stone wall beside the water surface. ………… At the edge of the cold pond, there were still a dozen people left here, they were the Yun family, and the rest had left. "Miss, there must be no one down there, there are only nine days left to leave the valley." The commander with a sallow face said with a worried look. This time the loss is so great, I don't know how to explain it when I go back. "Hey, there are still a few commanders down there." Yun Xinglan frowned, and his long eyelashes covered the loss in his eyes. "Miss, it has been ten days since they left..." "Wait another half day, if there is no news, we will leave." In the end, the few people still couldn't persuade Yun Xinglan, and continued to wait by the cold pond. Ning Ping hid aside and listened to their conversation one by one. He didn't expect that the trip to the cold pond would take ten days, while he felt that only two or three days had passed. Looking for a shorter ridge, Ning Ping deliberately took a detour and left this blessed place that made him reluctant to leave in a blink of an eye. Ning Ping walked over the mountains all the way and saw the direction of the way back from the valley. He was about to find a place to pack up, and then it was time to leave here. You must know that there are so many bags on your body now, there are more than a hundred storage bags in Hantan alone. But while he was looking for a suitable temporary cave, some familiar sounds could be heard faintly from the valley beside him. "Brother Yang, this should be it. I have been looking for it for three days. I have almost searched this place." Ning Ping's heart moved, and he hid his figure and leaned over. He saw that it was three monks who he met while resting a few days ago. It was the younger white-faced monk who was speaking at the moment, and the other two were also looking for something from time to time. "Hao Shuo, you're not young anymore, why can't you bear your temper? Why can't you find it so easily and it's our turn?" The tall and thin monk looked impatient, but his eyes were still looking around.
"Hmph, I think that boy in the wine shop is just talking nonsense. His bullshit ancestor once participated in rounding up the high-level monk who was chasing rumors and shadows. I think he just wanted to cheat him out of a drink." The man named Hao Shuo said nonchalantly, and felt that what he said made some sense. "Not to mention, I think what that kid said is somewhat credible. At least we have found this place." The monk surnamed Yang had a different view on this, with deep desire in his sinister eyes.