The Path to Becoming Immortal

Yang Qizheng had an angry look on his face. He glanced at Hua Wenyao who was at his feet and said, "Our Nanhua Sect is a cultivation sect. Although we in Chunhui Valley have many people, our cultivation is far inferior to others." You don’t think about cultivating the Taoism, but you don’t think about making progress all day long, and today it is even more ridiculous.”

If he didn't know Yang Qizheng's secret, Ning Ping would be extremely ashamed after hearing these words.

"And you Hua Wenyao, you are now the senior brother, but what about your cultivation? Compared with your original senior brother Lu Xuan? It's far behind! After all these years, you are still hovering at the third level of the Qi Refining Stage. You...I'm so disappointed in you."

Hua Wenyao started sobbing when he heard this. He felt that he had failed his master. He secretly made up his mind to focus more on cultivation. In an instant, he felt that he and Xu Zhi were no longer the same person. How could people at this level be so stupid that they got into a group fight with each other today?

But these words were like thunder in the ears of Ning Ping, an insider. This was a point he ignored. The people Yang Qizheng devoured must be the people of the Qiling Empress. Ordinary people were dismissed when they reached the age of 20. The Qiling Empress Isn't a person like a lamb raised in a pen? Moreover, the repairs are checked regularly to avoid mistakes. The entire Chunhui Valley is not like a large vegetable garden, where you can cut a crop if you want to eat it.

Just as Ning Ping was thinking about how to evade this cultivation test, the next words made him nervous.

After training for a while, his face returned to normal, and he continued: "Everyone happens to be here today, and tomorrow is the time to assess your cultivation, so we might as well advance it to today."

After saying that, he lowered his head and glanced at the kneeling Hua Wenyao and continued: "Okay, get up and be a qualified senior brother from now on. Now gather everyone together and come to check as a teacher. I hope you will work hard every day." Practice and don’t let your teacher down.”

What he said caused everyone present to fall into deep silence. They were extremely moved, and some even began to sob softly. It was like a strict teacher and a filial disciple.

Hua Wenyao got up as soon as he could, and instantly became energetic again. He was moved and thought that it would be easy as long as Master still saw him in his eyes.

"Everyone gather here and line up." He even walked up to Xu Zhi, patted him on the shoulder and said solemnly: "Junior Brother, Senior Brother also did something wrong today, let's just take it away and help Master to conquer Chunhui Valley. Take care of it and let Master worry less."

"Yes!" Xu Zhi also raised his head and nodded solemnly, a touching scene of deep brotherhood.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qizheng seemed very satisfied, smiled, nodded and stroked his beard.

But Ning Ping, who had figured it out, was very anxious. Ai Ai was waiting in the queue, hesitant.

Yang Qizheng started to check after the team was lined up. He walked to the front of the team, reached out and grabbed the opponent's arm, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while he let go of his hand expressionlessly, and then walked to the next step. Bit.

One after another continued, Ning Ping's heart became even more panicked, but as Yang Qizheng approached step by step, his heart calmed down.

Anyway, it's all a matter of swordsmanship. Waiting until I am 20 years old will be too long. As time goes by, there will be more and more accidents. It is not as good as what I originally planned. Because even if I can escape this time, so what, if I don't escape in half a year, I will still face the situation today. Maybe after I become a registered disciple, I will find a way to escape in the past six months.

Finally, Yang Qizheng stood in front of Ning Ping and grabbed his arm. At this time, a familiar cold breath swept over him. He didn't understand it very well before, but now he often goes out to play at night. After careful sensing, he discovered that he was... It's the kind of breath that comes from the soul.

"Eh~" At this moment, Yang Qizheng's sudden exclamation drew everyone's attention.

"Your name is Ning Ping. I remember you were just a month old." Yang Qizheng said to Ning Ping with a kind face and a smile.

Ning Ping knew that the other party had known that he had succeeded in spiritual enlightenment, so he pretended to be happy and said: "Yes, Master. I didn't expect Master to still remember me."

"Haha, of course I remember, not just you, I remember everyone here one by one." After saying this, everyone looked moved, and of course Ningping was the same at this moment.

"Look, this is the result of hard work. His name is Ning Ping. After this period of time, many people must know him. It doesn't matter if you don't know him. Remember today, he is your role model. He has succeeded in spiritual enlightenment! "As he said that, he moved away so that everyone could see Ning Ping. In this way, Ning Ping felt weird and embarrassed.

At this time, everyone in the venue was extremely surprised, and there was an immediate buzz and discussion.

Hua Wenyao also stared at Ning Ping with a look of disbelief on his face. He even recalled the situation when he asked himself about the spiritual enlightenment on the second day after he arrived. He was immediately filled with surprise and doubt in his heart: "He shouldn't have succeeded in spiritual enlightenment on the first day." Come on! Probably not! ’

Guozi, in particular, stared at Ningping like a stranger. They were together every day. How could he succeed in spiritual enlightenment? However, when I think back to how the other party practiced hard every night, I think about myself again. And how long has he been here? Now that I have been promoted to a registered disciple, I feel helpless when I think of this, and I immediately make up my mind to practice diligently in the future.

Seeing everyone's excited expressions, Yang Qizhen felt that the atmosphere was almost brewing, and continued to speak: "Everyone remember, diligence can make up for lack of talent. There is no need to think that Ning Ping must be diligent in cultivation. Don't think that his talent is so good. You can come here because you have immortal roots. I am not afraid of hitting you. Your immortal roots are not very good. If they were good, you would not come here."

At this point, the people who shared the dormitory with Ning Ping also nodded at this moment. Everyone saw how Ning Ping practiced every night.

"But don't think that coming here is a waste of talent. You must know that many people don't even have this opportunity. So this is an opportunity for you, an opportunity to become a cultivator; an opportunity to embark on the road of eternal life..."

"I don't ask you much. I only ask you to practice hard in the future and strive for this opportunity! Can you do it? Answer me!"

"Yes." Immediately, as soon as the voice fell, everyone shouted excitedly in unison.

At this time, Yang Qizhen nodded with satisfaction, patted Ning Ping with approval, and took steps to continue the assessment of the next one.

The round of inspection was quick, and soon everyone finished. The result was that only Ning Ping succeeded in awakening his spirit. He was also the first person in Chunhui Valley to successfully awaken his spirit in such a short time. The news spread throughout Chunhui Valley that day, and it also set off a trend of cultivation in the following days.

Unexpectedly, the first person to awaken his spirit was still thinking about how to conceal it. Of course, if they knew that Ning Ping succeeded in awakening his spirit on the first night, they would probably catch him and study him carefully.