The Path to Becoming Immortal

"For your cultivation world, that is of course an opportunity!" Demon Ancestor Hun Tian nodded slowly after hearing this.

Just now, I thought that the kid in front of me was trying to change the topic, thinking that he had forgotten about it. Now that the other person took the initiative to mention it, he felt that he was too small-minded.

After all, if he lost an arm, it was his own initiative, and it was also destroyed by the power of space.

"It's absolutely true! Who says it's not the case? With the help of the seniors, the juniors also rely on this magic weapon to fight with others and win many times!"

Ning Ping quickly slapped the snake on the stick and slapped it silently.

"Oh? Take out your magic weapon and let me see!"

Hearing what Ning Ping said, Demon Ancestor Huntian became a little curious, and he didn't know what kind of magic weapon the other party had refined.

"Okay! Senior, please take a look at it!" Ning Ping turned his hand over without hesitation, and the Xuanyue Sword appeared. He turned it over and handed over the hilt.

The Huntian Demon Clan nodded with satisfaction. As soon as he took possession of the Xuanyue Sword, a feeling of connectedness emerged.

Yes, this is indeed a magic weapon refined with his own severed arm.

‘This guy is really honest! ’ The magic weapon that was finally refined was shown to me like this.

At this moment, Demon Ancestor Huntian couldn't help but glance at the other party, thinking from his perspective, if it were him, he might not be able to do it.

"Hey...it's actually a refining technique from the upper world, kid! You have the opportunity!"

After observing it carefully with his spiritual consciousness, Demon Ancestor Hun Tian also nodded slowly.

"However, this refining method is still a bit rough. It takes so many precious refining materials to achieve such quality!"

Ning Ping smiled bitterly at the other party's words. This Xuanyue Sword took almost a hundred years of his time.

"You must also know about the Boundary Stone! You actually use low-level Kongyun Stone to refine it, which can only accommodate a few sub-swords!"

While watching, Demon Ancestor Huntian also commented, and he spoke eloquently.

"If you refine it with a boundary stone, you can open up an independent space..."

"No, why does your sword give me a very familiar feeling? Tell me, what is the origin of this magic weapon?"

After talking for a while, Demon Ancestor Huntian suddenly looked suspicious. This magic weapon gave him a feeling of déjà vu, but it was clear that it was just a magic weapon that had not been refined for a long time.

"It's called Xuanyue Sword..." Ning Ping suddenly said with a thought in his heart.

"Xuan Yue Immortal Lord... it is indeed him. Did you get his inheritance?"

The face of Demon Ancestor Huntian was instantly filled with shock.

"Getting his inheritance is a bit too much, but the refining method of the Xuanyue Sword also comes from this Xuanyue Immortal Lord!"

Of course, Ning Ping didn't want to reveal everything about Xuan Yue Immortal Lord.

"Well!! It's a pity. Immortal Lord Xuanyue is indeed a great person, but this sword... it's a pity!"

The Huntian Demon Ancestor looked at the Xuanyue Sword in his hand with a pity expression.

Ning Ping looked depressed. In the eyes of the other party, it seemed that the Xuanyue Sword that he had spent hundreds of years refining was just like garbage.

"Senior! This is the world of cultivation..." He couldn't help but say.

Hearing this, Demon Ancestor Hun Tian couldn't help but be stunned.

"Hehe, if you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten that this is the world of cultivation. Not to mention, being able to refine it like this in the world of cultivation is pretty good!"

As he spoke, he stopped complaining about Ning Ping's refining skills and looked at the Xuanyue Sword in his hand again.

While watching, they saw Demon Ancestor Huntian suddenly grabbing both ends of the long sword with both hands and gently folding it.

"Kaka..."

With a slight clicking sound, the Xuanyue Sword was instantly bent into an arc, and it even looked a little overwhelmed at the moment.

"Senior..." Ning Ping looked at Xuanyue Sword with worry.

I was also frightened for a while. I saw Wu Chuxun easily convinced the other party before, which also gave me a feeling that the other party was not too strong.

But right now, the other party didn't activate the demonic energy, and just relied on his physical body. The Xuan Yue Sword, which he was proud of, actually felt like it could be broken easily.

"Hmph! What do you have to worry about!" Demon Ancestor Huntian glanced at Ning Ping angrily.

While speaking, Ning Ping also clearly sensed a slight crack on the Xuanyue Sword, which belonged to the main body of the arm belonging to the Huntian Demon Ancestor, under the bend.

But then, Demon Ancestor Huntian opened his mouth wide and spit out a mouthful of magic mist, which was directly integrated into the sword body.

Immediately, under Ning Ping's gaze, after integrating into the other party's original magic mist, the thin crack that had just been created immediately healed.

"Zheng..."

After doing all this, the Huntian Demon Ancestor loosened his grip, and the Xuan Yue Sword also made a sword sound, returning to its original state.

"Since one of my arms has been tempered by you, I will simply help you add a breath of my original energy. In this way, your magic weapon will be able to recover on its own in the future, and the quality will be barely improved!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw the Xuanyue Sword directly back.

Ning Ping was so happy that he grabbed it in his hand and swept it up with his spiritual consciousness impatiently.

Suddenly the entire Xuan Yue Sword was imprinted in the consciousness, and the crack that I was worried about before disappeared.

Moreover, there is a vaguely powerful aura lingering in the sword body, and this aura seems to be alive.

Because they have the same origin, the two are incomparably compatible.

With a little stimulation, a ferocious aura emerged.

I felt that the power had been raised to a higher level compared to before.

"Thank you for your help, senior! I originally thought that the people of the demon clan were difficult to get along with, and you have broadened my horizons."

After Ning Ping put away the Xuanyue Sword, he hurriedly bowed again. Invisibly, he became a bowing monster.

But this time, it was sincere.

"Well! You are also suitable for my temper. If you practice well, you may be able to ascend to the fairyland!"

The ancestor of Huntian Demon nodded, but there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

"Alas! It is not easy to ascend to the fairyland! Especially with the interference of that dog thief Luo Kun Xianjun..."

"Indeed! It is not easy... Even in the fairyland, it is not easy for you humans to truly break through to the fairyland!"

The ancestor of Huntian Demon nodded with emotion.

"Oh? Is it easier for demons to break through?"

Ning Ping's mind moved, and at this moment, he just took the opportunity to learn about some demons.

Other people have restrictions, but with his identity, those restrictions probably don't exist at all.

"The demons practice mainly on the body, of course, it doesn't mean that we demons are not good at the soul! But there are also countless hardships during this period, but it is easier than for you humans..."

Then, the Hun Tian Demon Ancestor also became interested, and the two began to talk.