Among the elixir deductions, the only one left to be done is the deduction of the Li'e Pill, and the others have all been refined.
Of course, the Heaven-Changing Pill and the Nirvana Pill cannot be refined at all because there is no spiritual medicine. Otherwise, they would definitely be a life-saving trump card.
After dealing with these, Ning Ping finally turned his gaze to the soul fragment that was fusing with the intent of killing.
The cohesion of the clones is the top priority at the moment.
There is no need to elaborate on the benefits of having a clone, whether it is for future breakthroughs in realm, the stabilization of one's mind of Tao, or one's own safety.
Those are all extremely important trump cards of mine.
After looking around, Ning Ping's real body came directly to the soul of the killing intention, and the relevant formation and the huge soul source incense were also placed beside him.
After making all the preparations and taking a deep breath, he sat down after splitting his soul.
As he sat down, a powerful spiritual force surged out and poured into the split soul, ready to start the fusion with all his strength.
With a thought, the split soul rushed into the dark mass of murderous intent.
As he was enveloped by the intention of killing, Ning Ping felt an extremely bloodthirsty murderous intent surging in his heart.
At this moment, a crazy murderous intent was growing wildly in his mind, and he felt that everyone in the world was killable.
Ning Ping's real body suddenly opened his eyes, and his face turned pale in an instant as he tried his best to suppress the murderous intent in his heart.
His eyes turned blood red, and he even grinned involuntarily, which was also a sign of being out of control.
Ning Ping was startled and quickly pursed his lips and slowly closed his eyes again.
kill!
kill!
But the murderous intent in his soul seemed to be growing wildly without end.
Ning Ping knew with a little clarity in his mind that he couldn't go on like this, otherwise he would be trapped in the killing and would never wake up.
So with a thought in his mind, the fire essence and purple thunder in his soul were startled and began to fight against the intention of killing.
But in less than an hour, both the fire spirit and the purple thunder were defeated and were assimilated by the murderous intent.
At this time, Ning Ping thought of the God-Slaying Curse, but unfortunately, no matter how he activated it, it remained unmoved.
It's as if it doesn't exist at all, and there's nothing I can do about it.
Just when Ning Ping was about to give up temporarily, the lightning pattern in his soul suddenly lit up.
It turned out that the disorderly and crazy surge of murderous intent also eroded the lightning pattern.
As if provoked, the lightning pattern flashed violently, and a thunder that seemed to come from the ancient times flashed directly in the sea of consciousness.
"boom……"
The invisible roar resounded throughout the entire sea of consciousness, and the murderous intent retreated under this endless power.
Even if the killing intent retreated from the occupied soul area, it had already left its own traces.
Refining and fusion finally made significant progress.
At this time, Ning Ping's eyes suddenly opened, his hands danced continuously, and one soul seal spell after another was cast towards the killing intention.
In just a few breaths, the entire killing intent was wrapped in countless spells.
This is also the most convenient place to cultivate clones with split souls.
If there is no split soul, then a part of the soul must be forcibly separated, and the entire ritual time will be extremely long.
The Soul Seal Technique contains one's own soul imprint, and with the simultaneous effects of both inside and outside, it can also speed up the process of refining the clone by countless times.
After doing all this, Ning Ping stopped, sweating profusely, feeling a surge of fear in his heart.
I didn't expect that this ritual of refining the clone would be so dangerous. Of course, this is also related to the fact that my clone is refining the killing intent.
At this moment, not only the power of the soul, but even the energy of the soul was almost gone from his body.
I also quickly recovered.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth continuously flowed into the body from the spirit gathering array around it.
At this moment, the Soul Source Incense on the side also has a pure soul power that is continuously integrated into it.
After a long time, when he had almost recovered, Ning Ping opened his eyes again.
As his hands danced again, soul seals and spells flew densely towards the constantly distorted killing intent.
A year passed quietly.
On this day, Ning Ping's real body stood up, and the murderous intent that was originally in front of him now took human form.
It can also be said that at this moment, most of the killing intent has been integrated into the split soul, and the split soul is wrapped in a thin layer of killing intent all over its body.
At this moment, Ning Ping has been continuously discovering, refining, integrating and killing for a whole year.
Now he looks thinner, but his eyes are brighter.
As he continued to perform the Soul Seal Technique with high intensity, his primordial spirit became more and more condensed.
When they arrived at the weapon refining room, the palm of the Demon Ancestor Hun Tian had changed greatly and looked like a long sword.
At this moment, there is a ball of solution on the furnace. It is the rare refining material that has been refined long ago. Under the control of the split soul, it is constantly merging into the palm.
With constant pulling, a sword embryo also appeared.
After all the refining materials were integrated, Ning Ping walked forward, stretched out a finger, and a drop of essence and blood instantly forced out from his fingertips.
This is also the key to refining this magic weapon. It must be refined with one's own essence and blood.
The magic weapon refined in this way can better communicate with the mind and can be controlled more freely.
As the essence and blood dripped in, it quickly spread to the entire sword embryo.
Suddenly, a sense of familiarity emerged from the sword embryo, and there was a vague feeling of telepathy.
Seeing this, Ning Ping couldn't help but smile.
However, this is just a key step, and then there is another long refining process.
After there was nothing else to do, he returned to refining the clone.
Countless soul seal spells were cast out, starting a new round of sacrifice and refining.
However, what is different from before is that the speed of casting spells is now more than twice as fast as before.
The meridians, internal organs, mouth, eyes, ears and nose also condensed out.
Another year has passed in Tianyan Space.
At this time, the ritual of refining the clone has come to an end.
A young man who looked exactly like Ning Ping, with pale skin and a slightly thin figure, sat in front of him with his eyes closed.
At a certain moment, the eyes of the clone who was undergoing the ritual suddenly opened.
But what was strange was that there were no pupils in those eyes. The entire eyeballs were pitch black, which was very scary.
And a heart-pounding murderous intent emerged from his eyes.
At this time, Ning Ping's eyes suddenly opened and he looked directly into the other person's pupils. With a thought, he even merged with the other person into one.
A memory unique to Ning Ping was now directly integrated into his clone.
