The Path to Becoming Immortal

However, when Yun Xinglan came this time, he was accompanied by some elders from the Yun family branch.

The branch of the Hun Yuan Nebula family, as the place where Ning Ping was born, has a pivotal position in itself.

Now that Ningping has accepted the Yun family, these elders have participated in clan affairs and exerted important influence.

Since then, some ridiculous things have happened.

That is, they also started trying to change Yun's surname to Ning in the Yun family.

Of course, Ning Ping knew nothing about this.

Ning Ping subconsciously did not want to get too involved in the affairs of the Yun family.

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A flying boat keeps flying westward.

On the flying boat, a young man in a green robe was drinking alone with a calm expression.

The green-robed monk is none other than Ningping.

In the distant horizon, the battlefield outside the territory has also been vaguely visible.

This time, Ning Ping did not let Gu Xiao accompany him, and planned to go to the battlefield outside the territory.

With Ning Ping's current state, he easily passed through the formation without disturbing anyone and went straight into the battlefield outside the territory.

At this time, on the battlefield outside the territory, the demons have retreated to the center line, which is the demon control pass.

On the Demon Control Plain in front of the Demon Control Pass, some small battles were taking place between demons and monks in some places.

Nowadays, the demons have also lost interest in fully pressing in, and the entire extraterrestrial battlefield has become a testing ground for monks.

Ning Ping also quietly arrived in front of the demon camp.

As soon as his consciousness swept away, a smile appeared on his lips. In a hall deep in the camp, Basano, an old acquaintance, was practicing.

He saw a skeleton formed by condensed demonic energy, floating in front of him.

He kept making seals with his hands, and the demonic energy in his body continued to pour into the skeleton.

Ning Ping's heart moved, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then his figure disappeared in a burst of distortion.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in the main hall, standing quietly aside and watching Basano who was continuing to practice.

With just one glance, Ning Ping could tell that the other party had made another breakthrough and reached the late stage of the True Demon Realm, which was equivalent to the ascension stage of a monk.

After a long time, Basano completed his kneading technique, and the skeleton in front of him suddenly dispersed, turning into a ball of dark demonic energy, which Basano inhaled into his belly.

"Basano, long time no see!"

"Who..." The sudden voice caused Basano's whole body to explode. Demonic mist emerged all over his body, and he suddenly turned into a giant several feet tall.

As he turned around, a pair of eyes instantly fell on Ning Ping.

"Ah! Ning...Master! Meet the Master!"

Bassano didn't hesitate at all. The demonic energy in his body immediately dissipated, and he turned into the size of a normal person. He flashed in front of Ning Ping and bowed respectfully.

"Haha, it seems! You haven't slacked off in your cultivation for such a long time!"

Ning Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Basano's face, and said with a half-smile.

"It's so boring here! No matter how hard I practice, how can I catch up with you, Master!"

The more he learned about Ninh Binh, the more frightened Basano became.

The person in front of him at this moment is his master, who stands at the pinnacle of the entire cultivation world.

There may have been some thoughts of trying to make a comeback before, but in these long years, I have found that no matter how hard I practice, it feels like it is hopeless to surpass Ning Ping.

For example, now, with my own cultivation, I can't see through Ning Ping at all, and I didn't even notice when he came to me just now.

With Ning Ping's various deeds, and the fact that even his own demon clan's powerful predecessor, the Huntian Demon Ancestor, treated him with great courtesy, he completely forgot about some of his petty thoughts.

Moreover, since I got to know Ning Ping, I always feel that as long as I follow Ning Ping's footsteps, I will bring some unexpected benefits to myself.

Of course, this turns out to be the case.

"Master, please come and take a seat! Why don't you inform me earlier so that I can go and greet you properly?"

With a flattering smile, Bassano also invited Ning Ping to the main seat where he usually sat, while he stood respectfully and upright opposite.

"Okay! Sit down too!"

"Thank you, Master!" With Ning Ping's words, Bassano sat down carefully.

"Last time I told you to go back quickly, why are you still stuck here?"

As soon as the other party sat down, Ning Ping asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Before the last war in the Holy Land, Ningping had told him to go back as soon as he had the chance. From the looks of it, Bassano should have stayed there and never left.

"Hey... I'm confused when I talk about this. I also asked to return to the Demon Clan! But there was no response from the superiors! There was no other instruction sent!"

Bassano shook his head with an expression of embarrassment, and seemed to be very distressed.

"Well! Next, you think of a way. If you have a chance, you will risk your life to go back. Next, I am going to completely seal the entire extraterritorial battlefield!"

Ning Ping thought for a moment and then spoke directly in a commanding tone.

In his hand, he still has the jade slips of the seal formation left behind in the previous holy land. Only by completely sealing this place can the entire world of cultivation be completely disappeared from the sight of the upper world.

With the existence of this space channel, although monks with strong cultivation cannot come, it is definitely a hidden danger. Maybe someone as powerful as the clone of Immortal Lord Luo Kun will come, which will be really difficult to deal with.

The fact that the demons did not send powerful people here later may be because the news of the destruction of the holy land was passed on by the Hun Tian Demon Ancestor.

Anyway, no matter what, only by completely sealing this place can the hidden dangers of the entire cultivation world be completely eliminated.

"Okay! I know, as long as there is a chance, I will leave!"

Bashano said excitedly.

In his opinion, as long as Ning Ping gave the order in person, even if he left without permission, he would not suffer any bad things, but it seemed that something good was waiting for him in front.

You must know that when he met Ning Ping, he was only in the Nascent Soul stage, but now he has reached this level. It may not be a big deal in the fairy world, but this is the lower world.

"By the way, Master, are you going to ascend?"

"Don't guess blindly, it's still early! It's just for the safety of this place."

Ning Ping glanced at the other party.

It was not strange that the other party had this idea. He wanted to completely seal this place. This idea had been expressed before.

Moreover, now that he has reached the Mahayana stage, it is time to consider proper placement.

"Haha, with the master's talent, when he ascends is just a matter of time!"

Bashanuo flattered him calmly.

Of course, he really thought so in his heart. This mere ascension could not stop Ning Ping, his master, from moving forward.

Bashanuo was full of confidence in this!