The Path to Becoming Immortal

Just when Ning Ping couldn't calm down for a long time, more than a hundred people had already chosen them in a short time.

"Okay! The recruitment of disciples this time is over. If you are not selected, come back next time! Practice hard, and the door of my Qinglan Fairyland will always be open to you!"

The square-faced immortal master waved his hand gently after speaking, and a white flying boat with a strange shape was released.

"Everyone board the flying boat, let's go to the fairyland! Flying in Qinglan City, you won't be able to enjoy this kind of treatment on ordinary days, so hurry up!"

After finishing speaking, everyone jumped onto the flying boat one by one.

Ning Ping also boarded the flying boat among the crowd. As soon as he stepped on the flying boat, he immediately felt the aura of an ancient ferocious beast from the flying boat.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that this flying boat, as smooth as jade, was actually made from the bones of some ferocious beast.

After everyone boarded the flying boat, the flying boat trembled slightly and then soared into the sky.

The city below shrank rapidly and was quickly left behind.

Just when the airship reached a certain height and resumed smooth flight, its speed slowed down.

Ning Ping glanced curiously and found a ferocious beast approaching quickly behind the flying boat. There was a person standing on top of the beast.

This man is thin, but his whole body exudes a powerful aura of arrogance and contempt for all things, like a peerless fierce weapon.

"Welcome Immortal Lord Xuanyue!"

"Welcome to Immortal Lord Xuanyue!"

Following the square-faced immortal master's shout, everyone on the flying boat bowed in unison, except for Ning Ping, who still looked at each other blankly.

Immortal Lord Xuan Yue did not answer, but nodded slightly and glanced indifferently at the flying boat.

Immediately, the ferocious beast moved slightly and quickly surpassed the flying boat. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black dot and disappeared.

Immortal Lord Xuanyue, is he the creator of Xuanyue Sword Art? Ning Ping was shocked to find that he had met the other party so quickly.

And just now the other party must have seen him at first glance. Looking back now, it even feels like he was looking at himself at that glance.

Immediately, a familiar feeling emerged in his mind, that is, one of the five stone statues in the hinterland of the Fairy Mountain, and the elegant figure immediately blended with it.

"How brave! How dare you not greet the Immortal Lord when you meet him!"

At this time, the square-faced monk suddenly turned his head and stared at Ning Ping and shouted angrily.

Ning Ping was shocked and immediately pulled back his thoughts that were flying around. He quickly lowered his head deeply and started to explain.

"Back to the Immortal Master, I...I just saw Immortal Lord Xuanyue for the first time...I was distracted!"

Ning Ping heard the name of this immortal master from others in the square.

"Hmph, I'll spare you this time because you just entered the fairyland. If you do this again in the future, I will definitely punish you with disrespect!"

After saying that, he snorted coldly, rolled his sleeves with a cold face and ignored Ning Ping.

At this time, Ning Ping was greatly relieved. Even though this square-faced immortal master seemed to have a high status in the Qinglan Fairyland, the pressure on him was something he had never seen before.

"Okay, it's okay. Be smarter from now on. Immortal masters won't go out of their way to make things difficult for ordinary people like me!"

Just when Ning Ping looked like he was staying in the corner very honestly after being scolded, a thin monk next to him whispered to Ning Ping.

"Yeah! Thanks a lot."

"This is the manager of the outer sect Lin of Qinglan Fairyland. He is in the Immortal Realm of Realm! He is a good person. As long as you are obedient and diligent and don't violate the sect's rules, I won't care about you in the future!"

After Ning Ping thanked him softly, the thin monk continued softly.

After hearing this, Ning Ping was secretly stunned. Although this flatterer seemed to be speaking softly, what kind of cultivation level did Mr. Lin have?

As expected, Ning Ping noticed it from the corner of his eyes far away. Manager Lin's shoulders stiffened slightly, and he didn't know if he heard this or not.

At this time, Ning Ping couldn't hold back the many questions in his mind. He felt that it would be okay to talk to others for a few more words. Of course, there were too many doubts in his mind.

His consciousness stirred slightly, and he saw that the other party was also in the late Nascent Soul stage, so he had the idea of ​​getting close and chatting.

"I'm in Ningping, I don't know what to call my brother."

"My lord, Cai Zhiming!" Hearing Ning Ping's expression of curiosity, Cai Zhiming hurriedly returned the greeting.

"To tell you the truth, Brother Cai, I have been busy cultivating, and I have been completely deaf to what is happening outside the window. I only got my identity token today.

"I can't even figure out the realm of the Immortal Master. I hope Brother Cai can help me clear up my confusion!"

"You..." Upon hearing this, Cai Zhiming's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.

Seeing the other party's expression, Ning Ping felt a little uneasy and didn't know what he said wrong.

Immediately, Cai Zhiming looked at Ning Ping with sympathy and said slowly.

"Hey... it seems that your qualifications are also very ordinary. Fortunately, you have now joined Qinglan Fairyland. Just work hard in the future!"

Then the two started chatting slowly in private.

Only then did Ning Ping suddenly realize that he was very happy in his heart. He really almost showed his mistakes.

It turned out that here, the monks cultivated very quickly, just like the other party cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, which only took a few decades.

It is extremely rare for people like Ningping who have been cultivating for hundreds of years, but this also makes the other party admire them.

Of course, I just admire Ning Ping for having such perseverance and practicing hard for hundreds of years.

Then he talked about some realm divisions of immortals.

After a cultivator reaches the Mahayana stage, he is called an immortal, and is considered to be out of the scope of ordinary people.

The realm of immortals is divided into upper immortals, true immortals, celestial immortals, and mysterious immortals...

Next, seeing that Ning Ping really didn't understand anything, Cai Zhiming reluctantly mentioned some common sense and taboos in the immortal world.

For example, you can't directly say the names of high-level immortals, otherwise you won't know how you died.

As soon as these were finished, Ning Ping's eyes flashed, and his heart was deeply shocked.

"I just saw the Xuanyue Immortal Lord, who is really admirable. I wonder if Brother Cai can tell me about it, so that I won't do anything rude in the future."

"Xuanyue Immortal Lord is the eldest disciple of my Qinglan Immortal Emperor, and his cultivation is amazing! Did you see the mount under him? It's a purple-winged unicorn."

While speaking, even if the two were communicating with each other, Cai Zhiming clasped his fists slightly and spoke respectfully, which shows how cautious he is.

Ning Ping had no idea what the purple-winged unicorn was, but it must be very powerful.

Unexpectedly, the other party was the eldest disciple of the Qinglan Immortal Emperor, so there must be other disciples.

As expected, the other party continued to talk.

"My respected Qinglan Immortal Emperor has three great immortal disciples. In addition to Xuanyue Immortal Lord, there are two other disciples, Du Nie Immortal Lord and Bingyan Immortal Lord. They are all seniors with great cultivation."