The Path to Becoming Immortal

Afterwards, several people also made a summary around this battle.

Regarding the matter of the Ancient Sword Star, several people actually felt that there were still some things in their hearts, and Ning Ping did not say them one by one.

But it can be guessed that it also involves some secrets of opportunity. As a cultivator, he is naturally very tactful and did not ask any more questions.

Hu Buwei left, and the most important thing at the moment is to recover his cultivation as soon as possible.

The current monument is actually very empty and cannot withstand another large-scale impact.

However, before fully retreating to practice and recover, Ning Ping naturally has to meet his mother Ding Xiuyue.

In a beautiful attic, Ning Ping's figure slowly condensed.

In the room, Ding Xiuyue, Gu Xiao and Yuner were also there, and it seemed that they had been waiting for a long time.

"Mother!" Ning Ping called softly as soon as he appeared, and then looked at Gu Xiao and Yuner on the side.

"Yoon-ah!"

"Hmm..." Ding Xiu-yue pursed her lips and responded with a choked voice, then grabbed Ning Ping's hands and looked him up and down.

"Good! I'm fine! I'm fine!"

"Brother... bad brother!"

Yoon-ah also rushed over, hung on Ning Ping, and stared at Ning Ping with a fierce face.

With Yoon-ah's cry, Ding Xiu-yue burst into laughter for a moment, looking at the big and small with a smile in silence.

"Haha, how come I'm a bad brother again!" Ning Ping reached out and rubbed Yoon-ah's head, his eyes full of relief.

In this battle, Yoon-ah was the one who was lightly injured, and she was really tough.

"Hmph, on Ancient Sword Star, you asked me to go play by yourself, without me!!!"

Yoon-ah looked vicious, her teeth bared.

"Brother, you didn't go there for fun. It was dangerous later!" But Ning Ping paused as soon as he said that. He almost forgot that his mother was still around. Wouldn't that make her worried?

Looking from the corner of his eyes, Ding Xiuyue's face turned ugly as expected.

"Then tell me quickly, how dangerous it was!"

Yun'er was relentless and directly entangled with Ning Ping.

"Ning Ping, tell me quickly, why did you stay there for so long!"

At this time, Ding Xiuyue also became curious.

So, Ning Ping also recounted his general experience in a light-hearted manner.

Ding Xiuyue and Yun'er listened carefully.

However, these experiences, when said, didn't seem to be very dangerous.

Of course, Ding Xiuyue could also vaguely feel the existence of danger from some of these experiences.

But seeing that Ning Ping had returned safely now, he stopped blaming him. It was common for a cultivator to face various dangers.

It's just that he is his son, and he loves him.

Gu Xiaoze just stayed aside quietly without interrupting. He had a general idea of ​​some experiences during this year of getting along.

"Humph!!! I thought it was dangerous, but you just left me to play on purpose."

After listening to Ning Ping, Yuner felt like she was being fooled.

"Why? I also felt it was dangerous at the time, and I couldn't know the details in advance!"

Ning Ping tried his best to defend himself, and then he continued with a thought.

"Look, it's a good thing you didn't go with your brother, so you came back. If it weren't for Yuner, our cultivation world would be in great trouble! Yuner, you are really brave!"

As he said that, Ning Ping gave him a thumbs up and praised him.

"Humph, that's right! If it weren't for that glowing guy playing tricks, he couldn't beat me at all!"

Yuner raised her little face, snorted proudly, and was dissatisfied with Luo Kun Xianjun.

"That's right! In a head-on battle, he is definitely not your opponent."

"Alas... What a pity, that guy was killed by you, brother!"

"Haha!!!"

Seeing that look of regret, several people couldn't help laughing.

For several days, Ning Ping stayed in the attic, and the family was happy.

Later, Gu Dang and his grandchildren also came to the attic, making the attic more lively.

............

Finally, Ning Ping returned to the secret room of the monument to practice at Ding Xiuyue's urging.

The most urgent task is to recover to the peak.

Looking inward, the cracks that were originally all over the body have naturally disappeared, but this time the injury is indeed a bit serious.

Especially removing the remaining law aura of the other party is a big project.

Even if it is now a year later, when he and the other party's light ball are in a head-on collision, the law aura belonging to Luo Kun Xianjun is indeed as difficult to remove as the tarsal poison.

Fortunately, Luo Kun Xianjun has been hit hard again and has no ability to counterattack.

It is meaningless for those ordinary monks from the holy land to invade again. With the current strength, they can also protect the real world.

Ning Ping's main body was recovering non-stop, and a soul came out. When it appeared again, it had already arrived at the center of the formation.

This soul was naturally discussing with Dian Ji and his son how to repair the formation.

This is the only way to ensure that there is no risk.

"Brother Ning, why did you come here? Why don't you spend more time with Fellow Daoist Ding and the others!"

"Hello, Senior Ning!"

As soon as he appeared, Dian Ji greeted him with a smile, and Dian Fu on the side also immediately saluted respectfully.

"Haha, we have been together for a few days, the formation can't be delayed any longer!"

"You have been on the Ancient Sword Star for so long this time, I am afraid you have gained a lot in the art of formation!"

After Ning Ping said this, Dian Ji did not delay and immediately turned to the main topic.

"Well! Yes, there are still some insights. The most core formation of the Ancient Sword Star is the Nine-Bend Formless Formation!"

"Oh? If so, no wonder! That's good. If I can set up the Nine-Bend Formless Formation, I will really have nothing to worry about."

Dian Ji immediately showed a very excited expression when he heard it.

But unfortunately, the Nine-Bend Formless Formation is extremely powerful. Even now Ning Ping has only comprehended one or two.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Dian is joking. It is impossible to reproduce the entire Nine-Bend Formless Formation. I am stupid and only have a little understanding. I don't know how many years it will take to comprehend it thoroughly!"

Ning Ping smiled and shook his head.

"Haha, no matter what, it seems that after the monument formation is repaired this time, its power will probably reach a new level."

"I hope so! Okay, let's get started!"

"Okay, just tell me what needs to be done, Brother Ning!"

So, the two began to discuss around the center of the formation.

Dian Fu, who was standing aside, listened attentively, and his eyes lit up from time to time when he heard something exciting.