The Path to Becoming Immortal

The only good news is that every time the Yuanli circulates in the bodies of the two people, the violent breath in Ning Ping's body slowly weakens a little.

Time passed slowly.

One day.

Two days.

Ten days.

One month.

At this time, Shen Qingyao's face was pale, but there were not only the top-grade spiritual veins that Ning Ping had prepared early around her.

Without the two people noticing, many top-grade spiritual veins were also placed around the ice tower.

The extremely rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth could support the consumption of the two.

At this time, Ning Ping's body had completely eased with the help of Shen Qingyao.

It's just that Ning Ping's previous injuries were too serious, and his body and soul were on the verge of collapse.

Even if the chaos in his body is no longer there, there is still no sign of self-recovery of the operation of the exercises, and he is still in a coma.

In this way, Shen Qingyao continued to comb it for him.

A year passed.

On this day, Shen Qingyao, who had been holding Ning Ping motionlessly, suddenly opened his eyes and looked down at Ning Ping in his arms with an unbelievable look.

Shen Qingyao stared at the familiar face with surprise, and saw with his own eyes that the other person's long eyelashes actually trembled slightly.

Shen Qingyao became nervous and dared not move at all, for fear of disturbing him.

Just now, Ning Ping's soul, which had been silent for a long time, finally had a slight fluctuation.

Ning Ping felt that he was in a white space at this moment, and his body felt very cold, but very comfortable.

As this cold feeling rose, a warmth slowly emerged from his body.

As time went by, Ning Ping felt extremely comfortable in his subconscious, and there was a lazy feeling all over his body.

It was like being on an endless grassland, with white clouds above his head and the sun shining on him.

A very comfortable and stable feeling made Ning Ping not want to get up at all.

Just at this moment, suddenly one person after another appeared in the distance and was slowly walking towards him.

The crowd slowly coming from a distance got closer and closer, and gradually saw these people clearly.

"They look familiar. Where have I seen them?"

Ning Ping was in a trance. He saw those people and felt familiar, but he couldn't remember who they were.

There were men and women, all kinds of people, but the only thing they had in common was that they gave him a familiar feeling.

Not only that, there were even some people with strange looks.

If Ning Ping regained consciousness at this time, he would definitely recognize these people in front of him.

Ling Hongjiu, Guozi, Yun Jian, Yun Chengwang, Xuan Kongjing, Bashanuo, etc., were all among them...

These people were all known to Ning Ping, and they had deep or shallow friendships, or even enemies who were killed by him.

It's just that at this moment, Ning Ping just felt like he had seen all these people before, but he couldn't remember them in his memory.

He couldn't remember, and this thought flashed through his mind. Ning Ping didn't force it, and just watched quietly.

These people ignored him whether he was lying or standing. They got along very well with each other, and laughed and talked from time to time while walking on the road.

They passed by in twos and threes, heading in the same direction, as if they were going somewhere together.

Ning Ping turned his head curiously at this time, and at the end of his sight, that is, at the end of the grassland, there was a huge ball of light.

The light emitted by the ball of light was very strong, mixed with a trace of golden light, and the whole sky was lit up because of it, but it was not dazzling to the eyes, but very gentle.

Upon closer inspection, there seemed to be a layer of shadow outside the extremely distant ball of light, wrapping the entire ball of light, and the traces of golden light were emitted from a circle around it.

"What is this?"

Although Ning Ping was very curious in his heart, he was just curious and had no intention of going there.

But what he didn't know was that at this moment, a chill was constantly coming from his soul, and there was also a mysterious breath.

The cold breath came from Shen Qingyao.

And if Ning Ping was awake, he could tell that the mysterious breath came from the soul-cleansing pill he had taken before.

The crowds passing by eventually gradually became sparse.

Just when Ning Ping felt that there was no one behind him, he turned his head and looked back, but he was surprised.

There was a group of people following far behind him. This group of people was very strange, and Ning Ping didn't even feel familiar.

They were like a group of uncivilized savages, naked, with only a piece of animal skin around their waists.

There were many of them, several times more than the crowd in front.

The strangest thing was that they were engraved with some beautiful and strange runes.

They were full of happy smiles all the way, and some children were playing happily beside the adults.

A sturdy man, obviously the leader of the group, walked in the front, leading the crowd behind him, and also walked towards the light at the end of the grassland.

And just when they passed by Ning Ping, the leader suddenly stared at Ning Ping.

At this moment, the smile on the other person's face disappeared, replaced by indifference.

Ning Ping sensed something else from this indifferent expression.

Cold? Dislike? Warning? Or hatred?

"Huh... who are they?"

Sensing the evil emanating from the other party, Ning Ping was extremely curious.

Curious about the people in front of him who he felt familiar with, they did not show any hostility to him, but these people in front of him who were obviously unfamiliar to him did not like him.

He did not realize how he could see him.

Ning Ping did not go forward, nor did he dare to go forward, because of their hostility.

More importantly, he did not want to disturb others.

This large group of strange people did not stop, but passed by Ning Ping and headed towards the light group.

After the leading man passed by, he no longer paid attention to himself, and continued to lead the people behind him forward.

The endless stream of people passed for a long time, and this large wave of talents passed completely.

Except for the big man, no one else paid attention to whether Ning Ping existed or not.

Watching them gradually go away, the people in front had already disappeared into the light group.

At this time, Ning Ping was extremely curious and also raised his feet to move forward.

The grass stretched under his feet and went towards the light.

The light was eternal, mixed with a trace of golden light and sprinkled on his body, Ning Ping felt warm and comfortable.

As a result, he also developed a favorable impression and a little curiosity about the light ball in the distance.

The light ball was getting closer and closer. It was not moving fast, but it seemed to have crossed an unknown distance.

As it continued to approach, Ning Ping suddenly found that there was endless light in front of him.