A seed of the law of cause and effect is slowly condensing within the body.
After a long time, Ning Ping finally opened his eyes again. Looking inward, he saw several seeds of laws condensed from various laws in his body quietly emitting their own light.
After counting them carefully, a smile appeared on his face.
The law of thunder, the law of ice and fire, the law of space, the law of illusion, the law of wind, the law of cause and effect, and the perception of speed.
Unconsciously, I had already comprehended a total of seven laws.
Of course, the understanding of the laws at this moment also varies in strength.
The law of cause and effect is the weakest and dimst when you are just getting started.
Among them, the law of thunder and the law of ice and fire are the most dazzling and powerful.
The laws of space and illusion come next.
At this moment, Ning Ping's mind moved, and a long sword was grasped in his hand. This was the Xuan Yue Sword that had just been refined.
Driven by the Yuanli, the patterns on the entire sword suddenly lit up slightly, and one sword after another flew out instantly.
Sword Qi continued to emerge from the thirty-six swords.
Then, using these thirty-six swords as the nodes, a sword formation was immediately constructed.
The entire sword formation was filled with sword energy, even the thirty-six sub-swords were hidden in it.
Immediately afterwards, continuous changes began to occur within the sword formation.
After a while, it turned into flashing lightning and loud thunder.
It's ice and fire again
Compared with the sword formation previously set up using sword energy, its power has increased many times.
After playing for a while, Ning Ping finally stopped with satisfaction.
"Do you think that Immortal Lord Luo Kun communicated with the Holy Land during this Holy Light Ceremony?"
Although the whole process, in the clone's memory, was as if he had experienced it personally.
But Ning Ping couldn't help but ask himself.
"It seems that there isn't one, but there is one thing that I'm a little surprised about!"
"oh?"
"Although the Holy Land is a place for cultivation, during the meeting after the Holy Light Ceremony, Xuan Kongjing instructed that the next Centennial Holy Light Ceremony should be expanded in scale. Furthermore, the Holy Land's main focus should be on combating the demons..."
Upon hearing this, Ning Ping's mind immediately flashed with the corresponding memories, and he fell into deep thought.
"Well, why do I suddenly feel an inexplicable sense of oppression?"
After thinking about it carefully, he still couldn't figure it out, but Ning Ping still expressed his feelings.
This is also the result of the completely different temperament between himself and his clone. After the two merged their memories, it was this inexplicable sense of oppression that caused Ning Ping to have the doubts in his heart just now.
"The demon clan..."
Ning Ping murmured to himself, and thought of the demon Bashano who was under his control.
A few days later, Hua Heyu suddenly came to visit.
The reason was nothing special, he just wanted to invite Shi Yi to go to the battlefield outside the domain together.
To be honest, Ning Ping was still a little curious about the battlefield outside the domain, but it was not the right time yet.
Of course, even if I wanted to go, I wouldn’t want to go along with the Holy Land.
So after politely declining, Hua Heyu had no choice but to retreat in disappointment.
Judging from the memories of the clone and the information Ning Ping himself learned, the battlefield outside the domain is also a strange place.
The deeper you go, the more dangerous it becomes.
Since even the demons can appear there, yes, the greatest danger comes from the chaos of the laws of space.
There are also space cracks that appear from time to time.
The space crack there is not the kind that is harmless to oneself caused by one's own space shift.
That was real space turbulence. Even a cultivator with the cultivation level of the fusion stage would die if he was swallowed by the terrifying space turbulence crack.
Moreover, even if Hua Heyu went there, he would not take action himself. The higher his cultivation level, the more likely he would violate the laws of heaven and earth when he took action.
This will also cause the already extremely unstable space to collapse further, and your own actions may bring unpredictable dangers to yourself.
Therefore, in the extraterritorial battlefield, the ones who are actually fighting are the Jindan and Yuanying stage cultivators, while the Shenhua stage cultivators serve as commanders.
Of course, it is also a backup plan for our side to deal with the possibility that the other side may send high-level monks.
However, there was one thing that made Ning Ping very satisfied. During the contact just now, he had already vaguely sensed the unique aura from the other party's soul, which came from the simple soul-controlling pill technique.
Outside the Hehuan Sect, a cultivator in a green robe flew over from afar.
Then his mind moved slightly, and he shook his head helplessly. He had already discovered the two people he was looking for in his spiritual consciousness.
"These two guys really know how to enjoy themselves!"
Ning Ping muttered something, and his body twisted slightly. In an instant, he became invisible and flew directly towards the hall on the top of the mountain.
In the hall, a group of young men and women in cool clothes were dancing gracefully.
At the top of the hall, Hua Wenyao and Feng Qiaoyun were lying together, enjoying the increasingly intense dance below with great interest.
But just as the two of them were about to have further impulses towards each other, a voice suddenly sounded in their minds at the same time.
Upon hearing this, the two looked at each other in disbelief, their expressions changing drastically.
"Everyone, retreat! No one is allowed to get close here!"
After the two of them exclaimed, they fled directly to a study room at the back.
As soon as the two stepped into the room and took a look, they were stunned for a moment.
In front of him was a young man in a green robe, staring at him with a half-smile on his face.
Both of them were very familiar with this person, yet he seemed very distant. That strange feeling suddenly lingered in their hearts.
"Ning Ping!"
Finally, their knees went weak and they fell to their knees.
"Haha! It seems you still remember me! Get up, you are my fellow disciples, one is my senior sister, the other is my senior brother, I can't take on this responsibility!"
Ning Ping laughed loudly and waved his sleeves, and the two of them stood up straight involuntarily.
At this moment, the two of them were still staring at Ning Ping in surprise.
Feng Qiaoyun even came closer, stretched out her hand excitedly and tried to touch Ning Ping's cheek, tears constantly falling from her eyes.
"Okay, it's really me! There's no doubt about it!"
As he spoke, Ning Ping quietly moved back slightly.
It's not that they look down on each other, but they keep their distance out of their friendship.
After knowing about the drastic change in their personalities and their indulgence in sexual matters, I didn't care.
They can do whatever they want, as long as they like it.
At this moment, the clone's memories of this place also emerged. The clone was also a frequent visitor here before.
Although she did not do the same ridiculous things as them, Feng Qiaoyun always served them personally.
