The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Okay, let's go back! Just calm down for the next two days and stop wandering around!"

At this time, Bai Henong shook his head and said helplessly.

"Okay, I'll go back now, thank you so much, Commander!"

After speaking, Ning Ping turned around and moved away.

"This guy! Is he really from the Xuanyue Sword Sect?" Seeing this, Bai Henong was slightly startled, and shook his head angrily and amusedly.

After returning to his cave, Ning Ping immediately placed restrictions and began to practice in seclusion.

Of course, the main thing is to think through the doubts involved.

It was obvious that Ji Wanning didn't even recognize him.

Why is this so?

Amnesia? As a monk in the Transformation Stage, this possibility is extremely low.

Either that or she deliberately pretended not to recognize herself!

Regardless, there must be a reason!

And why such a situation occurs? All this points to the opportunity of this Holy Land, that is, the Holy Light Ceremony.

What is she taboo about? Or is it to protect yourself?

But she didn't give any hint to herself just now.

Based on the relationship between the two of them, if there was any danger, the other party would probably issue a warning to him even if he risked his own life.

But she didn't reveal anything, as if she didn't recognize herself at all.

Looking at it this way, there is really something wrong with Ji Wanning's memory.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping's eyes suddenly lit up and he thought of another possibility.

That's because Ji Wanning took the initiative to seal his memory.

Anyway, no matter what, the problem lies in the so-called opportunity of the Holy Light Ceremony.

"Holy Light Ceremony!"

Ning Ping murmured, with a hint of chill in his eyes.

The two days passed very quickly, and the day of the Holy Light Ceremony arrived in a blink of an eye.

When Ning Ping opened the door and walked out of the cave, there were human figures everywhere in the sky.

Everyone flew in one direction, which was the altar in the center of the giant island.

Ningping also saw many monks flying with babies in their arms.

This is also the wonder presented by the Millennium Ceremony, in which everyone will participate, regardless of men, women, old or young.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, let's set off together!" At this time, a figure appeared beside him, it was Yu Tianxiao.

But as soon as he appeared, he stared at Ning Ping with a strange look on his face.

"Okay! Let's go!" With that said, the two of them jumped into the air and merged into the army heading towards the altar in the center of the island.

"I heard that you went to visit Fairy Ji Wan Ning Ji two days ago?" Yu Tianxiao couldn't help but ask in mid-air.

"Hehe! That's right, it seemed like I was a little rash and she beat me up."

Ning Ping laughed sheepishly and simply confessed.

"Haha! I really belong to you. It's okay. There's a long way to go. I hope you can have a beautiful woman in your arms in the future! Haha..."

After hearing this, Yu Tianxiao had a look of admiration on his face, and then he laughed without any scruples.

"What's so funny!" Ning Ping couldn't help but cursed.

After a while, Su Kangsheng from Taiqing Sect also followed, and the three of them flew directly onto the cliff together, and climbed onto the highest altar again.

After reaching the top and looking at the endless altar in front of him, Yu Tianxiao felt a little excited on his face.

"Hey, I don't need to introduce you here! You took a peek anyway. I forgot to tell you that when I first came here, I also took a peek before, but I wasn't as bold as you."

"How spectacular!"

Even though he had just seen this endless altar the day before yesterday, Ning Ping was still extremely shocked when he saw it again.

Now the entire altar is like a white ocean.

As soon as everyone arrived here, they found their own place and sat cross-legged quietly.

At this moment, he was wearing a black robe, and Su Kangsheng was wearing a brown robe, which looked extremely eye-catching, but fortunately no one paid special attention to it.

It was just some younger monks who were looking at him curiously.

After glancing at the two people beside him, Yu Tianxiao continued to say something that made both of them extremely excited.

"Haha, this is spectacular. It won't be surprising if we see it more in the future. By the way, we might be able to witness with our own eyes how our monks ascend today!"

"Master Yu, is this true? Who is it?" Su Kangsheng said excitedly at this time.

"Great Elder?" Ning Ping's heart moved. Apart from the Great Elder, he really couldn't think of anyone else.

"That's right, it's the Great Elder. Today is also the last time the Great Elder will preside over the ceremony! So you are really lucky!"

As a result, Ning Ping became a little more excited. This was witnessing the monk's ascension.

Then, under the guidance of Yu Tianxiao, several people flew all the way to the center, flying for a while before falling downwards.

This is the entire giant island, or the center of the Holy Land.

On the smooth and jade-like ground, there was a huge circle carved, and then, countless extremely complicated lines spread to all sides.

Looking around, hundreds of millions of people are all sitting facing the center point, which is very spectacular.

An invisible pressure also hit my face, making it difficult to breathe.

Only a few Zijian elders were seen, except for the elder Si Zhengchu who did not appear. They were all sitting on the periphery of the center of the circular altar, and Ji Wanning was also among them.

At this moment, she was closing her eyes and crossing her legs, turning a deaf ear to everything outside.

Ning Ping also secretly remembered the people in front of him.

Three of them were already familiar to Ning Ping, and there were three others whose auras were restrained, but Ning Ping could still sense the power hidden deep in their bodies.

All of them had reached the stage of fusion or above.

The outer circle was surrounded by the Golden Sword Elders, followed by the Silver Sword Elders, and ordinary people from the Holy Land.

At this time, Yu Tianxiao saw Ning Ping secretly looking around, and spoke.

"Those are the purple-robed elders of my Holy Land, and you already know three of them."

Then he pointed to a fat-headed and big-eared cultivator and continued.

"That one is Hua Heyu, Elder Hua."

Ning Ping sensed that the other party's cultivation was in the late stage of fusion.

"That one is Huan Yangshu, Elder Huan." His cultivation was also in the late stage of fusion.

"There is another one... no need to introduce him!" He was naturally referring to Ji Wanning.

"The last one is Xuan Kongjing, Elder Xuan."

After a brief sense, he actually had a cultivation level as high as the Mahayana stage.

At this moment, the Purple Sword Elder, known as Xuankong, suddenly opened his eyes slightly and looked directly at Ning Ping.

Then he smiled at him without any warning.

Ning Ping was startled, and smiled slightly, secretly greeting the other party. He didn't expect that the other party's perception was so sensitive.

At this moment, the space in front of him suddenly twisted slightly, and the figure of the elder walked out directly.

Ning Ping was secretly shocked when he saw this. What a powerful perception of the law of space, worthy of being a Mahayana cultivator.

The elder smiled and nodded to the people around him. Seeing that he and others were curiously looking at everything in front of them, he spoke.

"Come, the ten of you just sit in the circle and accept the opportunity. Remember to be sincere and it will work. There is no need to have any burden!"

As soon as the voice fell, the elder waved his sleeves lightly, and the ten people immediately took off into the air and landed directly around the center of the circle.

Then everyone sat down cross-legged.

Ning Ping looked around, took a deep breath and sat down.