The Path to Becoming Immortal

Ning Ping sighed helplessly, and his body began to fall down involuntarily.

The wanton laughter lingered in his ears, and a raging anger filled his entire chest.

Turning his head to look at the withered vines that were also falling down, Ning Ping's mind moved, and his body rushed out.

In an instant, he caught up with the withered vines that were floating down.

Ning Ping raised his hand and chopped, and a raging flame immediately ignited on the raised long sword.

Wherever the sword reached, the withered vines immediately turned into ashes under the violent sword intent.

"Haha! Cut it, release the anger in your heart..."

The voice of the True Man of Withered Vine was still echoing, and the obvious voice quickly weakened.

He was hit by the Death Curse again, and no matter how strong his vitality was at this time, he could not resist it.

The withered vines that had not been chopped down below were directly broken by the Death Curse and turned into ashes.

Ning Ping fell faster and faster.

Just as he was about to fall back to the top of the mountain, he saw the root of the withered vine at a glance.

Ning Ping's face was livid, and his mind immediately locked onto it.

The Xuanyue Sword in his hand turned into a blazing flame of a hundred feet and slashed down.

"Boom..."

With a loud noise, a strong recoil force also slightly blocked Ning Ping's figure.

"Bang..."

When he was close to the top of the mountain, without the forbidden air ban, Ning Ping stood steadily on the top of the mountain again.

As soon as he stood firm, Ning Ping's eyes focused and looked at the direction where the sword pointed just now.

At this time, the withered vine master had been crushed to ashes by himself, and there was no trace of breath.

Yaoyao had already let go of Ning Ping, and under Ning Ping's instructions, he did not launch an offensive, of course, because he was afraid that Yaoyao would be infected with the deadly curse.

At this moment, it turned into its original form, and it was quietly suspended aside, with a pair of fierce eyes, coldly scanning the top of the mountain.

But at this time, there was no trace of the person who made him hate so much.

"Ah..."

After staring blankly for a long time, Ning Ping finally sighed and turned his head to look at Yaoyao helplessly.

"Little guy! Now it's just the two of us who depend on each other!"

Yaoyao flapped his wings slightly, landed lightly on Ning Ping's shoulder, and leaned his little head gently on Ning Ping's cheek.

Looking up at the sword mark on the dome, it seems not too far away, but at this moment it is like a chasm.

Yooner should be able to survive the catastrophe smoothly!

If she survives the catastrophe, she should be able to return to Qinglan Star smoothly.

Looking at the charcoal all over the ground, Ning Ping suddenly felt angry.

"Hmph..."

With a cold snort, the big sleeves were swung around fiercely.

"Huh..."

A gust of wind blew up at the top of the peak in an instant, and all the ashes were swept away cleanly.

In a blink of an eye, the traces of the fight on the top of the peak disappeared.

"Yaoyao, we may have to spend a thousand years here!"

Ning Ping also regarded this as his foothold for the time being.

As for the magical roots of the Qiwu tree, he really didn't have the mood to study it at the moment.

Anyway, there was plenty of time to go.

Although according to Kong Lingzi, none of the cultivators stranded here walked out alive.

As for himself, as to whether he could survive a thousand years here, Ning Ping still felt a little confident.

Just like the bottom of the Jianfeng Canyon before, no one could walk out.

But didn't he also walk out and get some opportunities.

As for what Kong Lingzi said, this place would be frozen, and it happened that he also felt the law of ice.

When I was in the ice flame space before, I was well tempered.

Therefore, the severe cold here should not be a difficult thing for me.

Looking up, the entire cave space has returned to calm again, the storm has stopped, and the dust has settled.

It returned to its previous appearance again, and there seemed to be no change.

The Qiwu tree in the distance still stood in the distance with lush branches and leaves.

"Oh, right! There are also Hu Lao and others! Let's go down and take a look!"

Looking at everything below, Ning Ping also thought of Hu Lao and others instantly.

Thinking of it, of course I want to take a look. For now, it is just a waste of effort.

Under the terrifying suction before, they may have disappeared long ago, but there are still some thoughts in my heart. It's good to go down and take a look, which can be regarded as a consolation.

Going down is obviously much easier than coming up, just need to control the speed of falling.

Not long after, Ning Ping and Yaoyao came to the foot of the stone peak again.

"Hey..."

At a glance, Ning Ping sighed in his heart, everything is really as he thought.

There is nothing else here except the stone giants scattered all over the ground.

Then, Ning Ping also ventured to search a large area around carefully, but still found nothing.

Fortunately, no other stone giants were found.

In the end, Ning Ping had no choice but to give up. It seemed that he was most likely thrown out in the strong wind.

"Yaoyao, let's go to the Qiwu tree to have a look! Maybe after it freezes, we won't have a chance to see it!"

After thinking about it, Ning Ping decided to go to the Qiwu tree again, lest he really didn't have a chance to go back, which might become a regret in his heart.

Under the aura of Tianyan Ding, Ning Ping moved very fast alone.

After a while, we came to the living wood forest again.

Looking up, the living wood forest was obviously much sparser at this time, and there was even a huge gap in one section.

Ning Ping felt something in his heart when he saw this. He was afraid that this was the hiding place of the Kuteng master after he was hit by his own death curse.

As soon as it approached, the living wood forest woke up again.

Ning Ping dodged and quickly passed through the huge gap. He had already passed through the tree people before they could react.

Everything seemed to go extremely smoothly.

Ning Ping came to the Qiwu tree and looked up. Even though it was the second time, he was still shocked by the huge size.

Big, really too big.

The divided soul merged into the huge tree trunk again, and then continued to go deep into the ground.

Not long after, the magical root wrapped in green light appeared in front of him again.

Later, Ning Ping also began to try different methods, trying to open the barrier.

A month later, the separated soul returned to the original body.

Ning Ping took back the hand that was pressing on the tree with great reluctance.

That's right, even after trying various methods, there is still no way to break the barrier.

"If my cultivation reaches the Mahayana stage, I don't know if I can open it!"

Ning Ping thought this way and stared at the distant stone peak.

The white jade bed in the palace is a supreme thing for cultivation. I should be able to break through to the Mahayana stage with this.