The Path to Becoming Immortal

Qinglan Star is already in sight, and the urgent thoughts in my heart are much stronger than during the last monument battle.

However, Ning Ping suppressed it all his life.

When there were still a few hours left, everyone came to the deck, all with solemn expressions.

"It doesn't feel like anything happened?"

Staring at the vaguely visible monument, Hu Buwei said seriously.

Sensing is something that is not only found in Ningping, but also almost high-level monks can sense it from their hearts.

Unfortunately, except for Ning Ping, they did not notice anything sinister.

"Yes! Indeed, everything seems to be normal at the monument!" Hong Shi looked at the direction of the monument carefully, and there was also no abnormality at all.

If something really happened, you should be able to notice something by now.

"Ning Ping, the monument formation was set up by you. You should be able to sense it!"

Kong Lingzi also didn't feel anything unusual, everything was exactly the same as when he left.

"Well, I really didn't sense anything wrong. Maybe it could be caused by other factors!"

Hearing what everyone said, Ning Ping felt a little relieved. Maybe he was just overthinking it.

"We'll be home soon anyway! You'll know when you see it!"

After a while, while several people were talking, the fairy boat rushed into the atmosphere of Qinglan Star, making a sharp sound.

The towering body of the monument below is also clearly visible at this moment.

"I'll take the first step!"

At this time, Ning Ping no longer wanted to stay on the fairy boat.

Directly use space movement, and the body disappears in a flash.

"Let's keep up too! In case there is any problem!"

When Hu Buwei saw Ning Ping disappear, he turned around and said something, then he also put away the fairy boat, used space movement, and followed Ning Ping.

Ning Ping continuously used spatial movement, and reached the sky above the monument in a few flashes.

With a sharp display of his consciousness, he didn't notice anything unusual.

At this time, the monument array below was slightly distorted, and several figures flashed out.

Ning Ping glanced at them and saw that it was his old acquaintance Dian Ji and his cheap disciple Dian Fu.

After the two people saw clearly that it was Ning Ping, they immediately showed shocked expressions on their faces. They flashed in front of them and looked up and down with surprise on their faces.

"Hey...Brother Ning, you...you are finally back! Haha, I didn't expect it. No wonder I always find it difficult to enter samadhi today. It turns out to be because you are back today!"

"Meet the Master!"

"Brother Dian, long time no see!"

Ning Ping smiled slightly, clasped his fists and saluted, and nodded with satisfaction to Dian Fu, who was extremely excited at the moment.

In the past ten thousand years, Dian Fu's cultivation level has also risen sharply again, and he has actually broken through to the integration stage.

Even though Ning Ping has cultivated so quickly, this is also the result of chance.

In fact, it is extremely difficult to cultivate to the integration stage.

Moreover, seeing the two people appear now, it already shows that nothing happened to the monument.

"Hey, why are Brother Hu and the others there? And Miss Gu!?"

Dian Ji looked around, but didn't see the other people, and he felt curious.

"Haha, they are right behind, I'm just one step ahead!"

Ning Ping smiled lightly, then suddenly changed his words and continued.

"By the way, Brother Dian, has anything happened to the monument recently? Or is there anything unusual in the world of cultivation?"

Even though he felt that there shouldn't be any problems, Ning Ping couldn't help but ask.

"No! The entire world of cultivation is peaceful, and nothing major has happened!"

Dian Ji was confused by Ning Ping's question, but seeing the serious look on his face, he turned to ask Dian Fu.

"Have you heard anything recently?"

"Back to Master, nothing big happened. I had a conversation with the Gu family before!"

Dian Fu thought about it with a puzzled look on his face, but found that there was nothing worthy of Ning Ping's questioning, and then added.

"That's right! Does the fighting between the sects in the world of cultivation count?"

"Okay, it's none of your business. How could those nonsense get into Ning Ping's ears!"

Dian Ji interrupted his son with a headache, and then said with a slight movement in his eyes.

"Brother Ning, you are worried about the Holy Land! But don't worry, the Holy Land has been uprooted now, and there are no more remnants of the Holy Land in the entire world of cultivation!"

"Oh...that's good!"

"But there is one more thing. You have to be mentally prepared..." But then, Dian Ji frowned deeply and even glanced at Ning Ping.

Hearing what Dian Ji said, Ning Ping couldn't help but feel tight in his heart.

"Su Yijian...Brother Su, he failed to break through to the Mahayana stage, and all his cultivation was lost, and he died because of this!"

"Oh!" Ning Ping shrank his eyes, greatly surprised.

"Hey, I really didn't expect that Su Yijian still didn't take that step! What a pity..."

Ning Ping raised his eyebrows slightly at this time and then asked.

"When was that?"

"It will be hundreds of years after you leave! And then another hundred years will pass before he leaves!"

As he said this, Dian Ji also sighed for a while, and then added because he was afraid that Ning Ping would be worried.

"Don't worry, he didn't suffer much! He left peacefully! Everything is fine with the Xuanyue Sword Sect, so you don't have to worry!"

"Um......"

Ning Ping nodded heavily. It was unpredictable. He had thought that Su Yijian would be able to break through successfully this time. What a pity.

However, he felt uneasy in his heart. The time didn't seem to match his accident!

He felt it only after he died. This was totally wrong.

Then he changed his mind and was suddenly shocked. He said hurriedly.

"Then my mother..."

"Oh, you mean Fellow Daoist Ding! It's a coincidence that you came back. She is now in retreat to prepare for the Mahayana stage! But this time Fellow Daoist Ding has been in retreat for a long time, almost a thousand years! She has already told everyone not to disturb him! Don't worry, there will be no trouble in the monument formation!"

But after hearing this, Ning Ping frowned violently, and the feeling of uneasiness suddenly emerged again.

"Retreat to impact the Mahayana stage..."

Ning Ping murmured, and his consciousness swept towards the attic where Ding Xiuyue lived. He thought of something in his heart, and his face changed instantly.

He had already noticed that there was an extra layer of restriction in the secret room under the attic, so he didn't bother to disturb it rashly.

"I'll go take a look first, you guys can do whatever you want!"

Ning Ping said, and his body twisted and disappeared.

"This..."

Seeing Ning Ping leave without thinking, Dian Ji was also stunned for a moment.