The Path to Becoming Immortal

"How is it possible? May I ask who you are, senior..."

Ning Ping scratched his head and rubbed his eyes, fearing that he had seen it wrong.

Of course, this move was intentional. He had experienced the cultivation of the woman in white before, but the old woman seemed to control her easily.

In addition to the strange situation he had seen her several times, she could even walk freely in this formation.

It is not difficult to imagine how powerful the other party is. Sensing her cultivation is like facing the sea, and there is no way to sense it.

With his cultivation, he is not even as good as someone else's little finger, so pretending to be stupid is the wisest choice at present.

As for the scary look of the woman in white, just ignore it.

"Who am I?" The old woman was suddenly stunned and thought hard.

"Oh, I haven't eaten yet. Brother saved it for me." But then the old woman's eyes suddenly lit up and said something that made Ning Ping confused and extremely surprised.

'Brother...' Could it be that the words engraved on the stone before were left by her? I think it's right.

She has such a high level of cultivation, and she can walk freely here, who else can she be.

But she seems to be in a state of confusion, is she lost in the illusion of the formation?

"How about going to eat first, senior?" Ning Ping's eyes turned slightly, and he began to guide.

At this moment, the formation's spiritual consciousness also explored it, and found that it was the rumored teleportation formation. If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the way to leave here.

But even if he can't leave the formation, it's better than facing such a profound and unpredictable person.

"Who are you?" At this time, the old woman's eyes suddenly turned cold, and her face was full of murderous intent.

With a roll of Yuanli, Ning Ping flew up in the air, and then his back hit the stone wall on the side.

The woman in white was on the side. At this moment, she stared at him coldly with her lips tightly closed, and there was a trace of gloating in her eyes.

"I'm your brother!" The situation happened suddenly, and Ning Ping was also anxious in his heart, blurting out.

"Ah..." The old woman's eyes suddenly panicked, and she immediately relaxed her Yuanli and pulled Ning Ping closer.

Then she hugged Ning Ping.

"Brother, I miss you so much." The old woman suddenly burst into tears, extremely sad.

This scene fell into the eyes of the woman in white, and she suddenly looked incredible. Her eyes wandered between the two of them, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Ning Ping felt strange, but he felt like he was suffocating.

Although the old woman didn't use any Yuanli, her thin body hurt him.

At this time, the bound woman in white also slipped down unconsciously, and suddenly a long sword appeared in her hand.

Ning Ping was shocked, and tried to shake his head slightly, indicating that he should not act rashly.

But he didn't realize that the murderous intent in the other's eyes was faintly directed at him.

"No, you are not my brother." At this time, the old woman suddenly pushed Ning Ping away, staring at Ning Ping with wide eyes.

"Hmph..." Then he seemed to have noticed something and snorted coldly.

Suddenly, he turned around with a frosty face and grabbed the throat of the woman in white, and the woman in white had no way to dodge.

As the Yuanli was slightly released, the woman in white turned pale, and it seemed that she would die on the spot in the next moment.

"Shuang'er, don't..." Ning Ping was very anxious and shouted. And the name she called her was the self-proclaimed name on the stone inscription.

Ning Ping ran to the old woman in a flash and grabbed her arm.

You must know that the old woman's situation is extremely unstable at the moment. One more person is one more helper. Besides, he had a dispute with her in the illusion.

Although it was just an illusion, she already had a faint presence in his heart. He was not a heartless person after all.

Ning Ping said this, and at the same time, he also held a pill that he had never been willing to use between the fingers of his other hand.

This pill was the Wrath Spirit Pill in the Tianyan Pill Sutra, which could forcibly raise his realm to the Golden Pill Stage.

Although I know that even if I advance to the Golden Core Stage, I am still no match for him, but it is better than waiting to die. Who knows if that weird old woman will attack me.

I didn't consider using it before because I was not sure about this pill. There were so many people chasing me at that time.

If I can't kill all the pursuers after taking the pill, I will be weak and fall into a hopeless situation.

The only time I took this pill before was when I was alone with Tu Jinghao, but later the situation changed and I took the Jiexu Pill instead.

At this time, the old woman heard Ning Ping's call, and her face suddenly changed, and she turned to a face full of grievance.

"Brother, it's really brother, you still remember Shuang'er."

The old woman let go of the woman in white, grabbed Ning Ping's arm with both hands, and trembled all over.

"Cough, cough..." The woman in white looked at the old woman in front of her with fear, but she didn't mean to thank Ning Ping.

When I looked at Ning Ping again, I felt even more strange in my heart that the guy seemed to know everything.

"Brother, who is she?" The old woman looked at the woman in white in confusion.

At this moment, the woman in white, with one hand on her throat, looked at the two psychopaths in front of her with lingering fear, and also carefully noticed the pill hidden between Ning Ping's fingers.

She also began to think about something in her heart.

"She, she is my friend. We came to find you together." Ning Ping said vaguely.

When their eyes met, the woman in white blushed inexplicably, snorted in her nose, and turned her head slightly away.

"Brother, should we go somewhere else to talk? It's too boring here."

The old woman looked up at Ning Ping like a little girl, blinking her eyes.

When Ning Ping heard this, a chill surged through his body, but he didn't dare to refuse directly. If he angered her again, it would be no joke.

"Okay~Okay~" Ning Ping agreed with difficulty, with a strange look on his face.

As the old woman said, she pulled one by one and disappeared into the stone chamber in an instant.

The three of them appeared again, and Ning Ping stared blankly at everything around him.

Tree, a big tree, with a small building below and a stone well next to it.

Although he had never been here in person, Ning Ping was very familiar with it. It was where Yan Xinghe's family of three lived.

At this moment, the three of them were under the tree where everything was normal, and everything had returned to familiar colors.

And outside the tree, it was still a black and gray place forgotten by the world.

But at this moment, the Tianyan Ding in Ning Ping's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly appeared, and then plunged into the dry well next to the small building.

Surprised, he turned his head to look at the two people around him.

Ning Ping suddenly found that the old woman was looking at him silently, with a gleam in her eyes, without the feeling of losing consciousness before.

The woman in white also looked at Ning Ping with a gleam in her eyes, and then looked at the ancient well, but did not say anything.

"Little guy, what is that?" The old woman suddenly said with a smile.

Ning Ping thought about it awkwardly, but still answered honestly: "That is a magic weapon of the younger generation."

"Oh? It looks good! By the way, it seems that you are quite familiar with this place."