The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Ning Xingzu..."

Ning Ping was stunned on the spot, and a sickly person immediately appeared in front of him.

After hearing this, Hu Buwei also looked at Ning Ping with a smile.

But then, his brows slightly frowned and his face turned cold.

"Nonsense! Let's go and take a look!"

The group left Lan Mengyu, who was annoyed, and disappeared at the top of the Dan League.

At this time, Ning Ping and his group appeared at the original location of the Yun family, looking up at the plaque on the lintel with a cold face.

"Ning Mansion! Humph... What a big courage!"

"Ning Ping, this is just a small matter, go in and see what's going on first!"

Gu Xiao comforted her on the side. She really didn't hear any rumors about the change of the Yun family to the Ning family.

Of course, in the eyes of some people, this may be just a small matter.

"Let's go! Let's take a look!"

Ning Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and walked towards the door.

"Stop! You..."

The guards standing at the door had already noticed the suspicious group of people. As soon as Ning Ping and his men moved, they stood out.

"Get out of here!"

Ning Ping raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the two of them flew directly to an unknown place like flying in the clouds.

Led by Ning Ping, the group of people rushed in recklessly.

"Sister, do you want to fight?" Yun'er, who was beside Gu Xiao, was looking around excitedly at this time.

Due to the movement at the door just now, people around flashed and gathered here.

Some people even stared at the intruders in front of them with unfriendly faces.

At this time, a group of more than a dozen people in the hall in front also came out in a panic.

And the few people in the hall wearing the white robes of the elders of the Dan League were the ones who were shocked and secretly looking at Ning Ping outside the Dan Tower before.

"Ning... Ancestor! Greetings to the Ancestor!"

The newcomer knelt on the ground when he came close, and did not dare to raise his head.

"Hmph! I'm not your ancestor!"

Ning Ping glanced at the shocked eyes around him, snorted coldly, and walked straight into the hall.

Ning Ping and his party entered the hall, and before they had taken a few steps, they stopped in place, looking forward in astonishment.

At the end of their sight was a portrait as tall as a person deep in the hall.

In the portrait, there was a cultivator in a green robe, with one hand pinching his fingers and the other holding a furnace, as if he was refining a furnace of elixirs.

Both the clothes and the appearance were portrayed vividly, and from the appearance in the portrait, it was Ning Ping himself.

After seeing the portrait clearly, Ning Ping couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Hu Buwei and the others also looked strange, and the whole hall fell into silence.

"Hey, this person seems to be my brother!" Yuner said, breaking the silence in the hall.

"Hehe! The painting is not bad!"

"Yes, it is indeed good, and the height is about the same!"

"You know what, I don't know who this painter is, I also want to ask him to help me paint a picture!"

Hu Buwei and others also did not mind the trouble, and actually began to comment on the portrait.

"Why are you joining in the fun!"

Ning Ping said unhappily, and looked behind with an angry face.

And those who knelt just now followed into the hall cautiously, and knelt on the ground again, not daring to make a sound.

Just at this time, a figure with gray hair flew in from the door, and when he saw Ning Ping, he was shocked.

Then, he knelt on the ground in front of everyone.

This person had a head of white hair, and most of it had fallen off, and he looked old and haggard.

"Ning Xingzu pays respects to the ancestor of the family!"

"What a great Ning Xingzu, have you forgotten that your surname is Yun!"

You should know that the man in front of him was the root cause of forcing him to flee all the way in the first place.

Later, under some coincidences, he used him to solve the former Lin family, for which he suffered a lot and spared his life.

But now, this person seems to be trying to use him and do something, and a wave of anger surged in his heart.

"Go back to the ancestor of the family! I naturally haven't forgotten my surname Yun, but your surname is Ning. Since the original Soul Origin Xingyun Family is now prosperous because of you, it is natural to change it to 'Ning'!"

Yun Xingzu lowered his head and answered respectfully, without the slightest panic in his tone.

"I took the lead in changing Yun to Ning, and it was decided by many elders. If you have any objections, please punish me alone!"

After saying that, he lay motionless on the ground, posing a look of letting himself be slaughtered.

"You..."

Ning Ping sighed inwardly at his old age.

At this time, although Yun Xingzu had already broken through to the Spiritualization Stage, his life span had been greatly reduced due to the inhuman torture of planting people before, and he obviously would not live for many years.

"I don't care what you think, I don't want to have anything to do with you! Don't even think about using my name to do anything! Get rid of the word 'Ning', you can have any surname you want, don't have anything to do with me! Otherwise..."

As he said, Ning Ping swung his palm from a distance.

Instantly, the portrait hanging at the end of the hall caught fire without wind, and turned into ashes in an instant.

"Yes! I will obey the order of my ancestor!"

The kneeling Yun Xingzu kowtowed again without any ripples, as if he didn't see Ning Ping's anger at all, and responded directly with a serious face.

"Shut up! I'm not your ancestor! If you keep talking nonsense like this, I will kill you without mercy!"

Ning Ping's face turned cold, and he shouted directly and unceremoniously.

With this shout, a terrifying pressure swept out directly.

All the people kneeling in front of them were suddenly silent under this pressure, their faces were pale, their heads pressed tightly against the ground, and they trembled.

"Yes!"

Yun Xingzu's old face showed a helpless bitter smile, and he had to respond in a deep voice, but there was no movement in front.

When they quietly raised their heads to look, they found that Ning Ping and his group had already quietly left and disappeared.

"Grand Elder... This... What should I do?"

At this time, behind Yun Xingzu, there was a person who dared to ask Yun Xingzu, who was still kneeling on the ground, with a bitter face.

Yun Xingzu smiled faintly, as if the scene just now had not happened at all, and turned around to start giving orders.

"What's good about this! The ancestor is just angry! You should do what you need to do."

When everyone stood up, Yun Xingzu's eyes moved slightly, and he said to the man just now.

"Go back and ask the master to draw another picture! This time, let him draw it carefully, maybe the old ancestor is not satisfied with the portrait just now..."