The Path to Becoming Immortal

I felt that it would be difficult for me to get out of this crisis, but I didn't know where the crisis came from.

It's better to believe it, because this is the only way for cultivators to survive.

Without any hesitation, Yun Chengwang's body flashed and appeared behind the crowd on the other side.

The life-and-death crisis disappeared instantly.

Seeing Ning Ping flash and walk into the city gate with a spirit stone, Yun Chengwang was completely furious.

"Who is it... get out of the way!" He swung the long sword in his hand fiercely, and the person blocking in front of him was instantly cut into two pieces.

Some other people screamed and dodged, revealing a road leading directly to the gate of Wangyuan City.

He looked at the source with surprise and doubt, but found nothing.

"Could it be him..." Finally, Yun Chengwang looked at the end of the doorway.

After entering the city and looking back, Ning Ping felt quite regretful. He didn't expect the other party to be so sensitive.

Just now, he was planning to fight to the death and use the opportunity to cast the Death Curse, but he dodged it before he could release it.

However, this made it easier for him to enter the city. Seeing the other party's angry look, he was really happy.

Ning Ping had never seen the effect of the Death Curse on a monk.

During the pursuit, the Death Curse had recovered, and he had wanted to fight with it, but he was really unsure, so he had to give up.

But it was good that he didn't try it. Although the Death Curse was powerful, it took a certain amount of time to play.

Otherwise, if he fought back desperately, he might not be able to escape death.

"Get out..." At this time, Yun Chengwang, who was close to the city gate, blushed and shouted angrily.

He reluctantly threw a pile of spirit stones over, and then walked into the city.

"Don't worry, no one can do it in Wangyuan City!"

Perhaps seeing Ning Ping's slightly nervous expression, Gong Huachi, who was always quiet, said lightly.

The words were full of confidence, not only for Ning Ping, but also for others.

"Ning Ping, don't think that you will be fine if you hide in this city. I tell you, you can hide for a while, but not for a lifetime. You can't escape your fate."

Outside the gate of the city, Yun Chengwang walked forward, exuding a strong breath from his body, and said hatefully.

Many guards on the side all became nervous, but the calmest one was Gong Huachi.

"Fate? What fate!" Ning Ping heard it and instantly grasped the key point, and also felt that the other party had something to say.

"Hehe!" Yun Chengwang's eyes flashed slightly, and he sneered and continued.

"Your fate as a member of the Yun family, no matter how you deny it, it cannot be changed."

"Of course, my fate is up to me, Mr. Yun, you should worry less about it!"

After saying that, Ning Ping was too lazy to continue to pay attention to the other party and walked straight in.

But after a few steps, an acquaintance came up to him.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Ning? My last name is Long!"

A fat-headed and fat-eared man staggered forward. It was the Uncle Long whom he had seen before.

At this time, he also secretly looked at Ning Ping and Yun Chengwang in front of him. He probably saw at a glance that the two of them were not getting along.

"Shopkeeper Long, you take him first." Gong Huachi said without waiting for Ning Ping to speak.

It seems that it is needless to say that it was he who notified Uncle Long to come.

"Yes!" Ning Ping bowed his hands.

"Then Mr. Ning, please come this way!"

Ning Ping was not hypocritical. He was just about to recover at this moment. He ignored the people behind him and went with Uncle Long.

Yun Chengwang looked at Ning Ping who was far away, resisted the urge to take action, and looked at the towering stone fortress in the distance without a sound.

It took a whole month for Ning Ping to recover.

This was also thanks to some pills that Uncle Long had prepared long ago. Needless to say, this must have been arranged by Gu Xiao.

The recovery of Yuanli is fine, mainly the recovery of Yuanshen power. After a month, it has only recovered more than half.

It is safe to use it to deal with general things.

Considering the next trip, Ning Ping is also quite troubled.

Now, although there is no evidence pointing directly to him about the death of Yun Qinggan.

But there is no doubt that this is implicitly attributed to him.

Then will Zhongzhou return? Will the Yun family be unfavorable to Ling Hongjiu and the Ding family?

"Ah..." Thinking of many things, Ning Ping couldn't help but sigh.

In the final analysis, it is still a problem of one's own cultivation. Next, I should think about breaking through the Yuanying stage.

As long as I break through the Yuanying stage, at least I won't be as passive as I am now.

Fighting or escaping, I can have my own initiative, unlike now I am so passive and being manipulated by others at will.

Just as Ning Ping was thinking about how to break through the Yuanying stage, a voice suddenly came from his ear.

"My friend, come and see me!"

After the voice fell, there was no movement, and the space around Ning Ping was distorted.

When he looked around again, he was already on the top floor of a stone tower. He suddenly found that it was the stone fortress he saw when he entered Wangyuan City.

The top floor of the stone tower was very spacious, and several large stone windows illuminated the entire room very brightly.

A thin old Taoist in a blue Taoist robe was sitting on a cushion, like an ordinary person. If he hadn't glanced at him, it would have been difficult to detect his existence.

There was nothing else in the room.

At the other party's glance, he seemed to be naked, and he was seen through by the other party without reservation.

"I am Ning Ping. May I ask if you are Master Tong Xuan?" Ning Ping suppressed his doubts and bowed.

"Sit down!" Master Tong Xuan waved his sleeves and a grass mat appeared in front of Ning Ping.

Ning Ping did it respectfully and seriously. As soon as he sat down, he felt that the mat under his seat exuded a calming aura.

Under this aura, some of the worries in his heart were swept away in an instant.

What breakthroughs in the Nascent Soul stage and Yun Chengwang were all thrown behind his mind. It was not a big deal at all.

But Ning Ping, who had always been cautious, was secretly shocked in his heart.

With his powerful Yuan Shen, he also experienced his own changes one by one. Is this mat really so magical?

But looking up at the old Taoist who seemed to be smiling, his heart was moved. Whether this aura was the mat or the old Taoist, he really couldn't tell.

"I don't know why the master called me here." Ning Ping said his doubts in a calm state.

"It's just the word fate. I can answer one of your doubts. You can think it through before asking."

Master Tongxuan smiled faintly and waited for the other party's answer.

Ning Ping was even more confused. He was brought here for no reason and then asked to ask a question.

There are not many opportunities to directly ask such a master. Although he cannot see the other party's cultivation, there is no doubt that the other party is powerful.

How to break through the Nascent Soul? This should be his most urgent question. This breakthrough must be based on good luck and spiritual heart. When the time is right, you can touch the door of the breakthrough.