Jiang Ping stood in the vast space, trying to walk out step by step, and then sat on the ground decadently, crying with a sad face: "I can't try it here, as long as I move, the ground will shrink into inches, how to practice? If it is in the outside world, it would be good to learn and use it now." ”

Outside learning?

"Hey, no, I can also use it outside, my physical body is now in the cave, as long as I go out and find an open place, one god body controls the god body, and the other controls the body, and the two don't delay." ”

Jiang Ping suddenly slapped his head and laughed, calling himself too stupid.

The soul and spirit do not control the body, they are only one of the sources of energy conversion in the body, and they are indispensable. Only God can control the physical activity. Therefore, mortals often say that they have no spirit and are unwilling to move, that is, God has consumed too much and has no power to control.

The monk's divine body will not go out easily, and after eating the Yuan Ye to form the Yuan Shen, it will not go out easily, which is not beneficial to the physical body.

Jiang Ping is different from ordinary monks, he has a dual god that is rare for ordinary people, and it is called a divine body at this time, but the truth is the same, and the divine body can also preside over the divine body and the body.

In the upper dantian, one of Jiang Ping's divine bodies adjusted his breathing, and glanced at another divine body, and the other divine body was also like him, standing aside, his eyes closed, controlling his body.

Jiang Ping's body opened the cave, ran out of the cave, and came to the edge of the big lake.

Qingle Zhenren sensed that Jiang Ping had come out of the cave, so he flew out, dispersed the overwhelmed disciples, and did not allow anyone to stay here, so he stood by the big lake and looked at Jiang Ping. At this time, there were only two people in the entire Qingle Palace, Jiang Ping and Qingle Zhenren.

I saw Jiang Ping with his eyes closed, muttering something in his mouth, but he couldn't hear clearly. The whispers are not spoken to people in the first place, so it is not surprising that they cannot be heard clearly.

"Middle Qi Refining?" Qingle Zhenren swept Jiang Ping's body and found that he was still in the middle stage of Qi refining, and felt strange in his heart, could it be that Jiang Ping's such a strong divine body did not break through the middle stage of Qi refining?

Qingle Zhenren didn't open his mouth to ask, seeing Jiang Ping's state at this time, he should have had an epiphany, and the monk's sudden perception was most afraid of being interrupted, and he was afraid of missing a good opportunity to make rapid progress, so he dispersed the disciples of Qingle Palace.

"It's moving!" Qingle Zhenren's eyes shrank slightly, staring at Jiang Ping.

I saw Jiang Ping's left foot raised slightly, stepped forward, and slowly put it on the ground, cautiously, as if walking on the ice. Seeing that he suddenly withdrew his left foot again, stopped for a moment and lifted his left foot again, and walked forward slowly, until he stopped on the ground, his brow furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Qingle Zhenren wondered in his heart, "What is this little guy doing? Is it sleepwalking?" Thinking of this, he smiled, how could it be, the monk's heart was extremely firm, how could there be a way of nightmares. "It's not a nightmare, is it cultivation? It's not right, his divine body has reached the peak of the middle stage of qi refining, and if he breaks through, it will be the late stage, so there is no need to cultivate at this time. ”

Qingle Zhenren couldn't have imagined that at this time, Jiang Ping, a god body comprehended the technique of 'shrinking the ground into inches' in the upper dantian, and the physical body in reality was controlled by another god body......

In fact, strictly speaking, it was not the disappearance of the upper dantian, but the peculiarity of the Mud Pill Palace that gave Jiang Ping the opportunity to learn to shrink the land.

How did some of the magical spells in the cultivation realm be created? A very small part of them were learned from the magical land of the Mud Pill Palace, and only the Qi Refining Cultivator had the opportunity, once they broke through, the Mud Pill Palace would lose its magical scene.

The talents of monks are high and low, not all monks have the opportunity to grasp it, if other monks enter the mud pill palace in Jiangping at this time, they will not be able to discover the magic of the mud pill palace at all.

After all, there was nothing abnormal under Jiang Ping's feet, and ordinary people saw it as just a void. It was only under Jiang Ping's divine sense that the distorted line appeared, on the one hand, thanks to Jiang Ping's keen observation, and on the other hand, it depended on Jiang Ping's powerful divine sense!

With a divine sense that is stronger in the middle stage of Qi refining than in the late stage of foundation building, how many people can there be in the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm?

Opportunities are so desirable and unobtainable, and the key factors are indispensable.

Jin Dan Zhenren's divine sense is very powerful, but it is impossible for him to enter other people's Mud Pill Palace to see such a scene, because the Mud Pill Palace is extremely fragile, and he is not the ontological monk of the Mud Pill Palace.

Jiang Ping took more than 100 steps, but he couldn't get the essence of it.

Jiang Ping, who was in the upper dantian, said angrily: "How does this feel like a donkey stepping on the ice, it can't slip or slip, and it can't stand steadily." Obviously, I feel that the distorted line formed by the outside world is similar, but the moment the foot lifted out in reality hits the ground, the entire distorted line disappears, and all the preparations made are in vain!"

Jiang Ping complained a few words, but he couldn't get angry, so he started experimenting again. The more unsuccessful he is, the more Jiang Ping is dissatisfied!

By the lake, Jiang Ping raised his left foot again and slowly lowered it.

Fail!

Lift.

Fail!

Lift.

Fail!

......

Three days later, Jiang Ping sat by the lake, and Jiang Ping in the dantian also looked decadent.

Jiang Ping can't remember how many times he tried, in short, how to try, how to lose!

Qingle Zhenren saw that Jiang Ping's breath was depressed, and saw that his eyes were clear and he was conscious, and knew that he had woken up from his epiphany, so he stepped forward and asked, "Jiang Ping, don't you break through the late stage of Qi refining and practice walking here?"

Jiang Ping was shocked, and when he saw that it was Qingle Zhenren, he relieved himself.

"Master. ”

"You talk to the master and see if I can help you. Qingle Zhenren smiled.

Jiang Ping hurriedly bowed down and thanked him, and said: "Master, Jiang Ping found a strange phenomenon near the Mud Pill Palace, it seems to be a technique of 'shrinking the ground into inches', taking one step, it seems to have gone a long way, Jiang Ping felt that he had something to gain, so he stopped and tried, but unfortunately it failed. ”

Qingle Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed: "Jiang Ping, Jiang Ping, I didn't expect your Mud Pill Palace to be a mound, I have heard about this mound a long time ago, and I also know the phenomenon you said, many people have thought that this is a legendary immortal art, but no one can understand the immortal art from it, so you don't have to regret it, if the immortal art is so easy to obtain, can it still be called an immortal art?"

"But ......" Jiang Ping was about to speak, but was interrupted by Qingle Zhenren: "It doesn't matter, you only need to push open the door of the Mud Pill Palace, and the step you step into the Mud Pill Palace, you will encounter greater pressure than the Divine Refining Path, and even the illusion will appear, you must take out the earth essence before the illusion can bear the limit, return to the middle dantian, bury the earth spirit, and condense your own middle dantian spiritual field through the help of soul and spirit, this is the field of cultivating spirits." ”

Jiang Ping knew. ”

Jiang Ping nodded, he knew all this, it was a regular step to cultivate spirits. What he wanted to say was not that, but he felt that he was only one step away from succeeding, and that was to solve the mystery of the disappearance of the distorted thread, as long as it could be solved, he would definitely be able to practice the art of shrinking the ground into inches!

Jiang Ping did not give up, so he practiced this technique many times, but all ended in failure. Qingle Zhenren just shook his head when he saw it, feeling that Jiang Ping was a little stubborn, and when he broke his head, he knew how to change, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

After the 7,900 failures, Jiang Ping immediately decided that if he failed 10,000 times, if he still couldn't succeed, he would go and push open the door of the Mud Pill Palace.

......

Each time, when he was on the ground, the twisted thread touched the ground, as if the blowing bubble touched a needle, and the bubble disappeared.

......

The 10,000th and 1st time!

Jiang Ping failed!

At this time, Jiang Ping felt that the gate of the Mud Pill Palace was in front of him, and he only needed to push it open with his hand to enter.

The 10,000th and 8th time!

"If you don't practice, I'm going to enter the Mud Pill Palace!" Jiang Ping stomped his feet and said hatefully, like a mortal child who couldn't eat candy.

"Hey, that's not right!" Jiang Ping suddenly jumped up, squatted down, slammed the soles of his feet, and looked at the soles of his feet.

"The lines under my feet are not recorded!"

"I see, I see, hahahaha!" Jiang Ping laughed, he looked at the gate of the Mud Pill Palace!"The master said that as long as you don't enter the Mud Pill Palace, your opportunity will not disappear, why don't I study the pattern of the twisted line, anyway, it's only nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, not much!"

Jiang Ping felt it in his heart, so he went back from the Mud Pill Palace Gate, turned back again, walked nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, and printed the lines under his feet in the white jade slip, and the missing soles of his feet were completed!

"I see, why does my Dao always disappear, it turns out that it is because the lines are incomplete, and the strength of the steps taken disappears, making this shrinking ground fall short!" Jiang Ping laughed, and the other divine body controlled the body, consistent with the divine body in the upper dantian.

The divine body took a step, and Jiang Ping from the outside world took a step with it!

Jiang Ping, who was on the edge of the big lake, raised his left foot, and there were no twisted lines under his feet, and his left foot stepped on the ground.

"Whew!"

Jiang Ping's body flashed from the lake to a thousand feet away in an instant!

It's not teleportation, it's teleportation! If your divine sense is strong enough, you can definitely see the afterimage of your body in motion.

Jiang Ping was startled, he didn't stand firm under his feet, and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

At this time, in the lower dantian, the original misty aura disappeared in an instant, and nearly ninety percent of it disappeared!

Jiang Ping screamed miserably: "My hard-earned aura!"