The Path to Becoming Immortal

The palace on the top of the stone peak is not big, but looks very exquisite.

Rather than calling it a palace, it is more appropriate to call it a sleeping palace.

In front of it is a platform paved with white jade, and above it is an exquisite pavilion with stone tables and stone chairs. Everything looks carefully arranged.

There was no obstruction along the way, and everything seemed so peaceful.

"Huh..."

Ning Ping also found something unexpected, that is, the sword mark on his head.

Under such a terrifying sword, how could this palace be preserved so well!

Everything in front of him did not show any signs of damage. If there was no sword mark on his head, this place would be like a fairyland.

With doubts in his heart, Ning Ping pulled Yoona to the front of the palace.

"This..."

When Ning Ping saw the gate clearly, his face suddenly changed, and his face was full of deep surprise.

I saw a line of words engraved on the gate.

You are bullying me too much!

Looking at this line of words, an extremely familiar feeling also surged into my heart.

Wu Chuxun, that's right! This is exactly Wu Chuxun's handwriting.

Wu Chuxun has also been here!

What is she doing here? Why did she leave these words? ......

Ning Ping was stunned, and a series of questions suddenly surged into his mind.

"Brother Ning Ping, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Yuner also found that Ning Ping was not right.

Ning Ping suddenly woke up and turned his head to look at Yuner beside him with a surprised face.

Compared with the doubts in his heart, Yuner's question seemed more unusual.

"Yuner, can't you see the words above?" Ning Ping stared at Yuner in great surprise and exclaimed.

"Words? What? There are no words here!"

While speaking, Yuner not only looked at the door carefully again, but also looked around.

"You can't see it?"

Ning Ping saw that Yuner's expression did not seem to be fake, and his heart was even more confused.

Those big words were clearly engraved on the gate, how could she ignore them.

What's going on? Could it be that Wu Chuxun left this for her?

Ning Ping recalled what Wu Chuxun said to him when he was in Wu Nian Sect.

"This thing is good. If I have a chance to go to Gu Jianxing in the future, I can repair it and it can still be used!"

This sentence also lingered in his ears instantly.

Ning Ping flipped his hand, and Tian Yan Ding suddenly floated on his palm.

But Tian Yan Ding did not show any abnormality, just quietly floating on his palm.

There is no doubt that she must have been to Gu Jianxing, and she is very familiar with everything here.

But why did she leave such a fierce sentence.

After careful observation, Ning Ping found that the handwriting left behind exuded a strong murderous intent between the lines.

It can be seen that she was obviously left in an extremely angry mood at that time.

So what did she come here for? Judging from this message, she must know the owner here!

Who could he be?

Wu Chuxun's identity is not simple, and from the meaning revealed in these words, he should be very familiar with it.

Then this person is almost ready to be revealed!

Qinglan Immortal Emperor!

Yes, it must be him!

Then how can there be his cave here! This is the world of cultivation!

But no matter what, at least he has been here.

Tianyan Ding also came from here, and it is also inextricably linked to the Qinglan Secret Realm.

It's a pity that Dedu Nirvana has lost his mind in the Soul Refining Mountain, otherwise he could have asked the truth directly.

Then, Ning Ping also recalled everything he saw in the mirror world of Wu Chuxun's magic weapon Wanxiang Luotian Mirror.

He also thought of the great battle in the immortal world.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping suddenly raised his head and looked at the amazing sword mark on his head.

Immediately, a guess emerged in his mind: this sword is to kill Qinglan Immortal Emperor!

Thinking of this, Ning Ping couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body.

Could it be that the powerful immortals have chased him here? Was it Immortal Lord Luo Kun?

No! It shouldn't be him.

Although I haven't seen the true strength of Immortal Lord Luo Kun, my intuition tells me that this sword should not belong to Immortal Lord Luo Kun.

This sword should be left by an existence with a more terrifying cultivation than him.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

However, the more Ning Ping thought about it, the more confused he became. It seemed that he had grasped some key points, but it was erratic.

Then... Ning Ping's eyes suddenly condensed and stared at the closed door.

Is Immortal Emperor Qinglan inside?

If this shocking sword really succeeded, then Immortal Emperor Qinglan should be inside.

"Brother Ning Ping, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Yoona."

At this time, Yoona, who was standing by, saw Ning Ping's face changing and couldn't help but get a little scared.

"It's okay! Brother is okay!" Ning Ping finally came back to his senses after hearing Yoona's exclamation and immediately comforted her.

Then he gave a serious command.

"Yun'er, brother will go in to take a look later, you just wait here, remember!"

"Yes! Yun'er listen to brother, Yun'er will stay here!"

After losing Hu Buwei and the others, Yun'er became more obedient and stood there honestly.

"Okay! Brother will come out in a while."

But Ning Ping's heart ached slightly when he saw Yun'er like this.

If there is a choice, Ning Ping would rather see the naughty and willful Yoona.

Rather than the Yoona who feels a little guilty and suddenly grows up.

Ning Ping smiled and nodded to Yoona, then walked towards the closed door.

It feels like as long as the door is pushed open, all the mysteries will be revealed naturally, and there is no need to think too much.

Standing in front of the door, looking at the intricately carved patterns, Ning Ping took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to push hard.

"Creaky..."

But as the door opened, Ning Ping was stunned.

At a glance, the whole hall was empty, not even a table or chair.

Only at the end of the deep hall, there was a huge white jade bed, which was displayed in it.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he sensed that there was no dangerous existence in the hall, and Ning Ping stepped in cautiously.

In addition to the huge piece of white jade, there was nothing else, even the pillars supporting the entire hall were distributed around.

In this way, the hall seemed very empty.

Where is the Immortal Emperor Qinglan?

There is no one in there as he imagined.

Through the window lattices around, even the entire top of the stone peak is clearly visible.

This is completely inconsistent with what he thought in his heart.

Looking at this place carefully, Ning Ping even has a feeling in his heart that it seems that no one has ever lived here.

Ning Ping walked to the only white jade in the hall and gently touched it with his hand.

A chill immediately came from his palm.