The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Haha! Even if Uncle Yi is not here, I want to kill you like killing a chicken. Unfortunately, I will not be fooled by you. I have a Yuanying cultivator by my side, and that is my strength!"

Yu Tianming's eyes turned, but he did not fall for such a trick. What is the point of being competitive? People who have strength but don't use it are fools.

Ning Ping smiled slightly, but he became anxious in his heart. It seems that the other party is not a person who is always competitive. It seems that fighting alone will not work.

Then there is only one way left...

Just when Ning Ping was thinking hard about countermeasures.

Yu Tianming looked in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He thought of something and continued.

"I don't care how you escaped from the hall, but as long as you can help us enter the Sutra Pavilion together, our grievances will be written off in the future. Otherwise... just jump down!"

It turned out that after Yu Tianming left the hall, he hastily recovered and met with a few bodyguards. Not long after, he returned to the hall again, but was blocked by the formation.

After failing to enter, he entered the path behind the stone gate cave from the side. Fortunately, his uncle Yi was breaking the ban along the way.

It took so long to get here, but now he found that the other party was already here.

No need to think, this kid either has some secrets, or he is proficient in formations, which can be used for his own use here.

Hearing this, Ning Ping understood instantly. It seems that they should not know that he came out of the Sutra Library. This is to use him.

"Huh~ How can I believe your words! Do you really think I dare not jump down?"

While speaking, Ning Ping looked outside with difficulty, and he could see the hesitation at a glance.

"Haha, I keep my word. As long as you can find a way to get in, it's okay to let you go. Why should I, Yu Tianming, lie to you!"

Seeing that Ning Ping seemed to be a little moved, who would want to die if they could live? Anyway, Yu Tianming was very confident in his heart.

Sure enough, Ning Ping thought about it hesitantly.

"What if I can't get in?"

"Hehe, do you still have a choice now? Stop talking nonsense, my patience is limited!"

At this time, Yu Tianming gradually showed a trace of impatience, but his eyes were full of confidence.

He thought, this time I have to control this kid, I have to have fun, I can't let him die too easily.

When Ning Ping heard this, he looked anxious and looked at the direction of the Sutra Pavilion carefully.

He walked to the edge of the abyss again, as if he wanted to see what was going on.

At this time, the uncle's eyes flashed, but Yu Tianming beside him stretched out his hand to block it slightly, and his face showed a cat-catching-mouse look.

As soon as he walked to the side of the abyss and looked out, Ning Ping's face also showed a smile at this time.

"I think it's more comfortable to jump down!" While speaking, Ning Ping suddenly flashed and leaped out.

"Asshole...you kid really want to die..." At this time, Yu Tianming moved and came to the side of the cliff, and slashed out with a sword in anger.

Ning Ping twisted his body slightly and easily avoided it.

He was surprised to see Ning Ping's figure falling down, and even vaguely saw the other party turning his head to look at him with mocking eyes.

The uncle was blocked by Yu Tianming in front of him and was half a beat slower, but he still hit out with a palm from a distance.

Sure enough, the cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul are different. This palm was extremely fast and caught up with the falling Ning Ping.

Ning Ping turned his body and greeted it with both palms, and then his body fell down at a faster speed.

"This kid should be dead!" Yu Tianming stared at the back that disappeared in the abyss below, and said angrily.

"Humph~ Unless he has three heads and six arms, it's almost the same!" The uncle also looked over and said lightly.

"That's almost the same, let's go, let's see if we can get in here!"

After that, the group walked towards the Sutra Pavilion behind them in a sullen manner.

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The sound of the wind whistled past his ears, and Ning Ping kept falling down.

Just now, the palm of the uncle Yi took advantage of the momentum of falling, and only suffered a little injury, but it was also because of this that the speed became extremely fast.

"Wind~" Sensing the whistling sound of the wind, the scene in the super hurricane in the Forgotten Swamp at that time came back to mind again.

At this time, Ning Ping stretched out his body, carefully sensing the wind, and his speed also paused and slowed down.

Due to the existence of the forbidden air ban, he could not use the Yuan force to float in the air now.

Before, he had also spotted a leverage point on the cliff below, but under the attack of the old thief, he missed it perfectly.

In a flash, he had fallen thousands of feet deep, but the bottom was still blurry, and he didn't know how deep it was.

In the emergency, Ning Ping's Yuan force was urged, and the cave shield suddenly unfolded, and under the infusion of the wind, it was like a pair of wings.

The speed dropped again, but at this time, he accidentally flicked, and the bottom of the abyss was already close.

At that time, the speed was still too fast, and if he fell directly like this, he would definitely die.

At this time, a gentle slope at the bottom of the cliff came into view. Ning Ping controlled the angle of the cave shield.

But after a quick calculation, it was still a little short.

Seeing that there was only a little distance left, Ning Ping slammed his palm to the side in a hurry.

"Hu..." At the last moment, Ning Ping finally landed on the gentle slope under the reverse push of his palm.

"Bang..." Ning Ping fell heavily on the gentle slope at the bottom of the cliff, and then rolled down quickly.

However, fortunately, with the buffer of the gentle slope, although the rolling speed was fast, it was still within the tolerance range.

The bottom of the cliff was full of rocks, and it finally stopped until it hit a huge rock.

"Huh..." Ning Ping let out a long breath.

At this moment, he was already dizzy from the fall, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he didn't want to move at all.

Looking up, he could no longer see the end, and the platform he jumped off before had long been hidden in the clouds.

After a long time, Ning Ping finally adjusted himself, calmed down, and turned his head to look around.

This is a narrow valley crack, only ten feet wide, with straight and towering cliffs on both sides.

Below are all large and small rocks, and a path is also hidden among the rocks, winding at the bottom of the canyon.

It is dark and damp here, without any trace of living things, and the whole canyon seems gloomy.

At this time, Ning Ping's heart moved, and he looked into the depths of the canyon.

If nothing unexpected happens, that direction is right below the Immortal and Mortal Bridge. Maybe we can get out directly along this path.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping did not delay any longer and directly moved forward.

After investigation, it seemed that there was no trace of formation, but for the sake of caution, he still moved forward slowly.

Just when he saw a dark stone tablet in the distance, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.