The second-generation adept of the Incantation Pavilion was now only 14 to 15 miles away from Lu Ping. Clearly, in the past three days, he had advanced three to four miles under the pressure of the world of the altar.
Now that he had summoned his Dharma Power, he had probably been lucky enough to hear a mantra left behind by the Seventh Patriarch. In this way, he could clearly sense the will of the Seventh Patriarch emanating from the world of the altar. Moreover, it was a mantra left behind by Ape Taoist, who was compatible with his Dharma Power bloodline. Moreover, this mantra was like a wake-up call, helping him break through a bottleneck in his practice.
In Lu Ping's divine sense, he could sense that Yu Ziqing's [Avatar Ape] was expanding rapidly. But not only did the [Avatar Ape] not become illusory, it became even more condensed and lifelike. Wisps of pure Yang energy surrounded the [Avatar Ape] and was constantly being absorbed by it.
Just as Lu Ping was about to withdraw his divine consciousness, the ape Dharma Power of the Ape seemed to have sensed something and roared in Lu Ping's direction. Yu Ziqing's eyes suddenly opened, and a surge of divine consciousness swept in the direction of Lu Ping.
However, Lu Ping did not care. This divine consciousness had only extended to 12 miles before it reached its limit. Naturally, it could not detect Lu Ping's presence.
However, this was enough to surprise Lu Ping. He remembered that Yu Ziqing had previously used his divine consciousness to observe his surroundings, but under the suppression of the world of the altar, he had only been able to scan a radius of nine miles. Based on the five times the suppression here, the range of his divine consciousness had barely reached the threshold of 50 miles for a late Dharma adept. However, he had not yet broken through to the late Dharma stage, but his divine consciousness had already expanded to cover a radius of 12 miles. This showed that Yu Ziqing had accumulated a lot of experience, but he did not know how he would compare to Uncle Jiang Tianlin after breaking through to the late Dharma stage!
All of these pointed to the signs that Yu Ziqing was about to break through to the mid Dharma stage. Lu Ping could even sense the changes in the weather around him. There were even Tribulation Clouds slowly gathering. However, this process was not very obvious. Yu Ziqing would need at least three to five days or even longer before he was fully prepared.
Lu Ping turned and headed towards the area where the late Dharma adepts were. The pressure on his body and divine consciousness increased, as if a mountain was pressing down on him. At the same time, Lu Ping's divine consciousness continued to be compressed, and the area it could cover became smaller and smaller.
However, Lu Ping still tried his best to spread out his divine consciousness. Other than not wanting to miss out on any opportunities that might appear, Lu Ping also hoped to find the Chiming Broken Stone. Regardless of whether it was the need to forge the Vast Ocean Bell or the request of the Longhuai Ancestor, the Chiming Broken Stone was extremely important to Lu Ping, even if the will of the Seventh Patriarch that was left behind in the stone had completely dissipated.
It was a pity that although there were many traces of the Seventh Patriarch's will left behind by the Chiming Broken Stone in the Dao Altar world, it was not easy to find a Chiming Broken Stone. At least, Lu Ping had not found a single one along the way.
It was a pity that Lu Ping could not bring Dabao into the Dao Altar world. This place could only be entered by Dharma adepts. Even the Pure Yang Laozu could only open the Dao Altar world. He could not enter it even if he wanted to. It seemed that this mini world could not accommodate the existence of Pure Yang adepts, just like how the world that Lu Ping was in could not accommodate the existence of Pure Yang adepts.
Dabao was handed over by Lu Ping to Senior Wu Xuanren, who had entered the secret realm of the late Core Forging stage. With Dabao's help, Senior Wu Xuanren would definitely gain a lot in the secret realm.
At this moment, Lu Ping's Divine Will suddenly sensed that there was a cultivator cultivating about seven to eight miles ahead. Lu Ping became vigilant, but after thinking about it, he did not avoid the cultivator. Instead, he continued walking forward.
At this time, Lu Ping had already entered the area where the late Dharma adepts were. The heavy pressure around him made it difficult for Lu Ping to move forward. His Divine Will had already been compressed by ten times, and he could only barely detect a distance of less than twelve miles. The cultivator that Lu Ping had discovered earlier must have used some methods to conceal his aura. Therefore, Lu Ping only discovered him when he was only seven to eight miles away from the cultivator.
However, Lu Ping did not conceal his own aura. After Lu Ping had advanced another mile, Lu Ping's Divine Will sensed that the cultivator had clearly also discovered Lu Ping's presence.
The cultivator had a look of surprise on his face. Obviously, he knew that the person behind him was a mid Dharma adept. To be able to enter the area where the late Dharma adepts were so quickly meant that he was no ordinary person. However, the cultivator did not pay too much attention to Lu Ping. After the look of surprise flashed across his face, he continued to close his eyes and cultivate.
However, after a short while, the cultivator suddenly opened his eyes again and stopped cultivating. There was even a look of hesitation and fear on his face. Although he had discovered traces of Lu Ping earlier, he did not pay much attention to him. However, after cultivating for a while, he suddenly remembered the identity of the mid Dharma adept he had discovered earlier.
Lu Tianping of the North Sea!
He was the one who had defeated many cultivators in one-on-one battles. How could he be so unlucky to have encountered such a malefic person!
The cultivator sighed inwardly at his bad luck. For a moment, he was hesitating whether he should avoid Lu Ping's path. However, he had finally found an opportunity here, and the altar world did not allow for life-and-death battles. For a moment, the cultivator had the courage to face Lu Ping. However, before he arrived, he shook his wrist, as if hiding something.
Lu Ping had already appeared in his line of sight. Seeing Lu Ping's gaze, the cultivator smiled at Lu Ping as a greeting. However, there was a hint of guilt and awkwardness in his expression.
Lu Ping glanced at the cultivator and his heart tightened. He guessed that the reason why the cultivator had stopped here to cultivate was because he could not leave. However, Lu Ping was obviously not willing to fight with the cultivator just to find out his reason.
Apart from the fact that killing was not allowed in the altar world, those who were able to enter the battle roll among the late Dharma adepts were not weak, although they were not as well-deserved as those who were at the mid Dharma stage. Naturally, Lu Ping would not start a feud with the cultivator for no reason.
Lu Ping also expressed his goodwill to the cultivator, then walked past him and continued to walk deeper into the altar world.
The cultivator saw that Lu Ping was already more than ten miles deep into the area where the late Dharma adepts were, but he was still moving as usual. He was impressed. However, when he saw Lu Ping's back disappear before his eyes and when he could not detect Lu Ping's presence with his Divine Will, he heaved a sigh of relief. With a flick of his wrist, an irregular rock appeared in his palm. At the same time, thick inner Yuan surged from his palms and enveloped the rock. The cultivator's expression showed a hint of pain, but the inner Yuan in his hands surged even more violently.
Lu Ping, who had already walked more than ten miles away, reached out his hand and made a grasping motion in mid-air. A small banner appeared in his hand.
Lu Ping waved the cloud sail lightly, and suddenly, an auspicious cloud formed around Lu Ping's body. Then, Lu Ping turned around and returned to the place where the cultivator had been training.
Based on the cultivator's reaction, Lu Ping had already guessed that the cultivator's Divine Will could only cover about seven to eight miles. Lu Ping's Divine Will was far superior to his, and with the cloud sail as protection, he could completely monitor the cultivator without the Divine Will's detection.
In order to not let the cultivator discover his presence, Lu Ping did not dare to let his Divine Will get too close. However, he could still vaguely sense that the cultivator seemed to be refining something. The inner Yuan in the cultivator's palm was extremely fluctuating.
Lu Ping was slightly surprised. If there was any treasure in the altar world that required a cultivator to be so eager to refine, it would be the Musicality God Stone.
Could it be that the cultivator had found a Musicality God Stone?
Lu Ping's heart was burning. It seemed that the cultivator had obtained the Musicality God Stone but did not obtain the Seventh Patriarch's will in it. At this moment, he could only obtain the contents of the Heaven Splitting Speech by suppressing the Seventh Patriarch's will in the Musicality God Stone.
The Dao Altar world prohibited killing, so Lu Ping could not kill the cultivator to obtain the Musicality God Stone. After suppressing the greed and killing intent in his heart, Lu Ping helplessly realized that he could only wait. At the same time, he had to hope that the cultivator would not be able to suppress the Seventh Patriarch's will in the Musicality God Stone.
As long as the cultivator failed and the Musicality God Stone could not be taken out of the Dao Altar world, it would be meaningless for the cultivator to keep the Musicality God Stone. Perhaps the cultivator would throw the Musicality God Stone away.
Although the cultivator did not have much hope, it was entirely possible that the cultivator would keep the Musicality God Stone with him until he left the Dao Altar world. However, Lu Ping was willing to wait and see. After all, with the distance Lu Ping had traveled, the double pressure here was enough for Lu Ping to cultivate for a period of time.
Lu Ping used the cloud sail to conceal his aura. At the same time, he used the magic cloud to conceal his body. After sitting on the white jade futon, the Linglong Wine Cauldron slowly rose above his head.
The half of the Qingming River branch hidden in the wine cauldron by Lu Ping was pulled out by Lu Ping. A pure water spiritual energy fell from the wine cauldron like a waterfall. It immediately formed a dense spiritual energy mist around Lu Ping.
This spiritual mist only formed a mist 10 meters in size with Lu Ping as the center. After that, it was imprisoned by an invisible force and did not dissipate in the slightest.
Lu Ping cultivated here in the blink of an eye. 10 days passed in the blink of an eye. The great cultivator's palms never stopped fluctuating violently. However, the discouraged expression on his face became more and more obvious. Obviously, he had not suppressed the will of the Seventh Patriarch contained in the Musicality God Stone. Naturally, he could not obtain the will and records of the Seventh Patriarch in the Musicality God Stone.
Finally, the great cultivator who had lost his patience fiercely smashed the Musicality God Stone on the ground. A piece of soil splashed up from the ground and covered the hole that the Musicality God Stone had revealed.
The great cultivator paced back and forth a few steps. He seemed to suppress the anger in his heart and was about to bend down to pick up the Musicality God Stone. At this moment, the great cultivator's bending action stiffened. He quickly stood up and pretended to look to his left as if nothing had happened.
Lu Ping was startled. After a while, he found that there was a ray of light coming towards him from the direction the great cultivator was looking at.
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