The Path to Becoming Immortal

Monumental formation.

At the center of the formation, a group of people were sitting cross-legged and waiting. Suddenly, they all opened their eyes and stared at the transmission formation that was emitting waves.

As the transmission formation suddenly lit up, a figure fell out.

"Ning Ping!"

Gu Xiao shouted softly, and in a flash, he came over and held the man who was about to fall steadily.

The person who could appear from the transmission formation at this moment was undoubtedly Ning Ping, and it could only be Ning Ping.

"Ning Ping!"

"What's the situation?"

"Master!"

Exclamations rang out all around.

"Oh! I'm so tired! I've met my mother, Mr. Hu, Mr. Hong, and Brother Kong Ling!"

Ning Ping raised his head slightly and glanced. At this time, his face was pale and he was extremely thin.

Fortunately, his eyes were still very clear, which made everyone secretly relieved.

"You kid! Why are you so worrying!"

Ding Xiuyue also came close, raised her hand with an angry face and gently knocked Ning Ping on the forehead.

Looking at Ning Ping, who was skinny and unrecognizable, she felt sad.

"I'm sorry for worrying my mother! But now..."

Ning Ping looked around and continued to speak softly with a twinkling eye.

"The trouble is completely solved! We in the cultivation world will no longer have any worries!"

Then he smiled and greedily took a deep breath of the air full of spiritual energy, feeling extremely relaxed.

"Good! Good! That's great!"

"Haha! Now I can finally rest assured!"

"That's really hard work, Brother Ning!" Especially Kong Lingzi, who was even more excited when he heard Ning Ping call him Brother Kong Ling just now.

For a moment, the whole secret room was full of cheers, and the huge stone that had been pressing on their hearts for all these years finally fell.

"Ning Ping! Tell us quickly, what is the situation inside?"

After cheering, Hu Buwei saw that Ning Ping was fine, and he couldn't wait to ask.

Of course, this is what everyone present wanted to know the most, and they all listened attentively.

Then, Ning Ping briefly and concisely recounted the battle that took place in the holy land.

"That day, as soon as I entered the holy land, I was surrounded by hundreds of millions of holy land monks, so I used that pill..."

Ning Ping smiled and said silently, and there were constant exclamations from the side.

"Erase the last breath of Luo Kun Xianjun, then destroy the entire holy land, and then I came out! There will be no holy land in the future!"

After the voice fell, everyone was shocked and fell silent.

It seems that Ning Ping said it lightly, but it is completely imaginable that the whole battle process was difficult and dangerous.

Everyone can hardly imagine that there are so many twists and turns in this battle.

You know, the last time Ning Ping hurried back, he also lost his vitality, and now he has become a ghost again.

But Ning Ping did not mention why the battle turned out like this, and only briefly mentioned it.

You should know that Ning Ping is a great master of alchemy, with countless natural treasures on his body, but even so, they were all consumed.

And this situation happened twice.

This is enough to show that the battle that Ning Ping went to alone was actually extremely dangerous, and it can even be said that there was a lot of luck involved.

The people present were not stupid, and they could figure it out in a moment.

"Okay! Don't be so reckless in the future! Our lives are important!"

Ding Xiuyue looked at Ning Ping up and down with a look of pity, and the more she looked, the more distressed she felt. Then her face turned cold and she said harshly to others.

"Okay! Now you all know the situation, you can let Ning Ping go to rest! Hum!!!"

As she said that, she turned her head and said to Gu Xiao.

"Gu Xiao, please take care of me!"

"Yes, Aunt Ding!" Gu Xiao's face suddenly blushed slightly.

"Uh... rest, right! Ning Ping, you go and rest first!"

"That's right! Brother Ning needs rest the most at this time!"

After hearing Ding Xiuyue's scolding, several people finally reacted and hurriedly agreed.

Although, several people are still very curious about some details of the battle.

For example, how the evil vein pill swept across the eight directions, how it was so weak, and so on.

But this is obviously not the time to ask in detail.

"Haha! OK, I really need to recover! Then I'll take my leave first!"

"Okay! You go first, and we'll talk later if there's anything!"

Hu Buwei smiled, and he was not in a hurry to know the details of the battle.

"Oh! By the way, the storage ring must be returned to Brother Dian! But I have used up all the spiritual veins in it!"

Just as he was about to leave, Ning Ping suddenly turned his head to look at Dian Ji, threw a ring to him, and nodded and smiled at Dian Fu beside him.

"It's okay to use it! It's okay to use it!" Seeing Ning Ping taking the initiative to talk to him, Dian Ji was also very happy.

In this room, Dian Ji and his son could not interrupt at all.

With a twist, Ning Ping and Gu Xiao disappeared, and at the same time, the jade slip containing a trace of his soul on the table beside him disappeared.

"Hehe! Just now I called Senior Ning Master, and he didn't scold me!"

At this time, Dian Fu, who had been secretly laughing on the side, was so excited that he almost jumped up.

"Okay! You guys are busy! I won't bother you any more!"

Ding Xiu Yue glared at Dian Fu fiercely, and then disappeared.

After being together for more than a thousand years, I have a very good impression of Dianfu. Both Ningping and Ding Xiuyue have always regarded themselves as juniors.

To a certain extent, it also filled the emotional void in Ning Ping's heart when he was away, treating him as his junior.

As for Dian Fu always calling Ning Ping his master, Ding Xiuyue also acquiesced.

"Okay, okay! I feel tired of staying here. I want to have a good sleep! Let's get together again when Ningping has rested!"

Following Hu Buwei's words, several people left one after another, leaving only the father and son of the Dian family.

"Haha! Boy, it seems you are lucky. This is a great opportunity, so you must seize it!"

Dian Ji laughed, nodded to Dian Fu with rare satisfaction, and then suddenly straightened up his face and continued.

"Since Brother Ning has no objection, you must respect your teacher from now on! Listen clearly! Our Dian family will never tolerate that white-eyed wolf thing!"

Hearing this, Dian Fu's face immediately condensed and he nodded firmly.

"Father, please rest assured, please keep this in mind, kid!"

As he spoke, an excited expression appeared again, and he continued with a crooked mouth.

"Since I worship Senior Ning as my teacher, of course I have to respect my teacher! Although your son is stupid, at least the people taught by my Dian family should not be afraid of the rules of conduct! He is absolutely excellent!"