The Path to Becoming Immortal

Next, it was about how to arrange the affairs of all parties and make the next plan.

Even after entering the hall, Ning Ping was still the focus.

First, Ning Ping had only appeared again after a thousand years, and this time he had achieved Mahayana and stood at the pinnacle of the cultivation world.

Second, it was Ning Ping who personally killed the clone of Luo Kun Xianjun, and his prestige was unmatched.

For a long time before, if it were not for the jade slip in Hu Buwei's hand to prove that Ning Ping was still alive, otherwise people would have thought that Ning Ping had fallen on the Ancient Sword Star.

Even if Hu Buwei personally confirmed it, many people also speculated that Ning Ping had already fallen.

Saying that he was still alive was just to ease the situation and strengthen confidence.

Feeling a series of gazes, constantly looking at him secretly, Ning Ping felt a little uncomfortable.

Among those who remained suspicious, there were several powerful people in the demon clan.

"Haha!!! You kid, you're really fine! Okay, okay, if you don't show up again, I'm going to go to Ancient Sword Star to find you out!"

As soon as he entered the hall, Yuan Qi, whose original form was the Blood-Eyed Demon Ape, strode to Ning Ping's side and hit Ning Ping hard with his huge fist.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came out, and Ning Ping couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Didn't I rush back desperately!"

"Hey, not bad! The physical body seems to be stronger than me! Who of us is the demon clan? Otherwise, you can come to my demon clan to be the clan leader."

"Hey! Fellow Daoist Ning, come to my demon clan to be the clan leader, that's great, and by the way, you can also refine some transformation pills!"

The voice of Zidian Leipeng on the side also came over, as if he thought Yuan Qi's suggestion was very good.

"Pah!!!"

Yuan Qi raised his hand and slapped him, his long face pulled, and his eyes stared fiercely.

"If you can't talk, shut up! Invite Fellow Daoist Ning to be the clan leader, what's the point of refining pills!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Ning Ping with a flattering face.

"Of course, you can refine a few furnaces when you have time!"

"Haha!!" The words of the two immediately attracted a burst of laughter from all around.

However, the two of them looked like they didn't care at all. It seems that after such a long time of getting along, they have become very familiar with each other.

"Haha, refining pills is no problem, but being the clan leader of your demon clan is still a no-no!"

Ning Ping waved his hand and laughed, his heart moved slightly.

"However, I will have a chance to go over and have a drink with you in the future!"

Hearing this, Yuan Qi's eyes also lit up. He naturally knew that Gui Ying had left a jar of Baicao wine for Ning Ping, but he didn't dare to touch it at all.

"Okay, then it's settled!"

"Okay, it's a deal!" Ning Ping smiled and nodded seriously.

While the chat was going on here, there were three meat mountains on the side. At this moment, the faces of the three people were all squeezed together, and their mouths were always grinning.

This was of course the three grandparents and grandchildren of the Gu family who had been worried. In their hearts, they had already regarded Ning Ping as their own family.

Gu Xiao stood behind the crowd very sensibly, watching the scene in front of her quietly with a sweet face.

This was her man, the one standing at the top of the entire cultivation world.

As she watched, a layer of mist appeared in her eyes again involuntarily.

But then, she felt that her hands were gently pulled up and patted. She turned her head and saw that it was Ding Xiuyue who was looking at her with a smile on her face.

Seeing Ding Xiuyue nod at her with a doting face, her pretty face blushed.

Although they had never been made public, the two families had actually become one family after getting together with Ning Ping.

In Gu Xiao's mind, Ding Xiuyue had already been regarded as her mother.

At this time, Ning Ping suddenly walked in front of someone, showing a face full of concern.

"Brother Zhou! Long time no see, you are not injured, right?"

"Fellow Daoist Ning...Fellow Daoist Ning, I am fine, don't worry, I will not die. The people in the Holy Land have not died yet, how could I die!"

The person who spoke was the Pavilion Master of the Soul Sealing Pavilion, Zhou Weiyi. Seeing Ning Ping take the initiative to come forward and talk to him, he was flattered for a moment.

He originally wanted to call him Brother Ning as before, but then he thought about it and felt that it was not appropriate, so he quickly changed his words.

"Haha! That's good, that's good! Hey, this is..."

Ning Ping nodded repeatedly and relaxed, and then his eyes looked at a young man behind him.

"Oh! This is my Deputy Pavilion Master of the Soul Sealing Pavilion, Wang Jian!"

"Oh...Wang Jian, Pavilion Master Wang." Ning Ping's eyes lit up slightly, and a sincere smile appeared on his face, and he nodded to him in a friendly manner.

"Hello, Senior Ning!" Wang Jian's face showed a hint of excitement, and he was a little at a loss and quickly clasped his fists and saluted respectfully.

"No need to be polite! Not bad! Your Soul Sealing Pavilion is getting stronger and stronger now."

Ning Ping looked at Wang Jian in front of him, and turned his head to Zhou Weiyi with relief.

"No, no! Wang Jian has joined my Soul Sealing Pavilion a long time ago. He has a good talent for cultivation. He has been relying on his own efforts to step by step to the position of deputy leader of my Soul Sealing Pavilion."

Seeing that Ning Ping still treated him with courtesy as always, Zhou Weiyi was still very moved.

As for the matter of Ning Ping's clone Shi Yi before, it has always been a thorn in his heart.

He was always worried that his Soul Sealing Pavilion would be suddenly destroyed one day.

After the monument was built, he couldn't even enter the core, which made him panic all day long.

He fought hard in the war and made great contributions.

After two consecutive wars, Fenghun Pavilion suffered huge losses, which made Zhou Weiyi feel distressed.

However, when he saw Ning Ping still treated him with courtesy, he was inexplicably moved and almost cried.

It seems that his efforts were also seen by the other party.

"Brother Zhou, don't be too modest! But your losses are indeed not small! Alas... But fortunately, the war was finally won."

Moved, Zhou Weiyi raised his head and patted his chest.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, as a member of my cultivation world, even if you die, my Soul Sealing Pavilion will not hesitate! What is the loss, we will have it all again in the future!"

"Yes! Brother Zhou is right, your Soul Sealing Pavilion will definitely reach a higher level with its own foundation!"

"Then I'll take advantage of Brother Ning's good words! When you are free, Brother Ning, please come to my Soul Sealing Pavilion more often, you have always been my noble man!"

Thinking of the past, Zhou Weiyi was almost moved to tears. If it weren't for Ning Ping, I would have died countless times.

"Haha! Brother Zhou, what are you talking about? I will have to bother you often in the future, okay!?"

"That's a joke, you can come anytime, and my Soul Sealing Pavilion will prepare a bed for you!"

Zhou Weiyi slapped his chest, and was full of heroic spirit.