The Path to Becoming Immortal

There were six people not far in front of the stone gate, talking about something together. Judging from the fluctuations on their bodies, they were all Nascent Soul cultivators.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The Nascent Soul cultivators that were rarely seen in Guangming City were seen so many here in just a few months.

One of them was an old man in gray linen clothes, which attracted even more attention.

As soon as the flying boat stopped, everyone stayed in an open space, and Shi Hetong walked towards the old man in gray robes.

While there was still some time, Ning Ping also began to look around.

But at this time, he found that many people were secretly looking at him.

Ning Ping touched his nose. It seemed that this was the image after the duel. He had become a celebrity without realizing it.

"Hey, it seems that you are very famous." Gu Yun on the side also noticed that Ning Ping was being noticed by everyone.

"You can get this reputation." Ning Ping smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Haha, many people are eager to get it."

"Hey, who is that gray-robed old man?" Ning Ping was too lazy to pay attention to those eyes. He was more curious about the gray-robed old man surrounded by the crowd.

"His name is Ma Yihua, and he is the peak master of Jinling Peak of Taixuan Sect." Gu Yun said softly.

"Oh~" But when the two were discussing, Elder Ma actually glanced at this side intentionally or unintentionally.

Ning Ping was secretly shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect that the other party would notice his casual chat.

He immediately changed the topic. It was not a good thing to be paid too much attention by such a powerful senior.

Then, Gu Yun also introduced those sects one by one, but Ning Ping didn't take it to heart at all.

During the chat, the nine sects arrived one by one, and the remaining one that had not arrived was Taiyi Sect.

Just when everyone was guessing that they might not participate.

Another flying boat appeared in the sky, which was Taiyi Sect.

From a distance, Ning Ping felt a strong killing intent locked onto him, needless to say it was Fan Fenghua.

As soon as the flying boat landed, he saw that everyone in Taiyi Sect focused their attention on him, but they were very obedient and did not make any moves.

Of course, Ning Ping seemed to have not seen it at this moment, anyway, both sides now had no room for maneuver.

"Okay, since everyone is here, let's get ready to start."

The gray-robed old man suddenly said softly when he saw that everyone was here, but his voice fell clearly into the ears of everyone in the field.

He didn't say anything more, and a jade card appeared in his hand and shook it towards the stone door in front.

Suddenly, the whole stone door shook slightly, and some runes on it also lit up, and the scene inside suddenly became distorted and blurred.

"Okay, you all go in, there is no need to explain the rules, the remaining ten people will be automatically teleported back here."

At this time, Shi Hetong also came back, and with a wave of his hand, the others also began to walk towards the stone door.

Ning Ping and Gu Yun walked at the end.

Shi Hetong stared at Ning Ping, but didn't say much, just nodded secretly.

As everyone stepped over the stone gate and disappeared one after another, only the leaders of the ten major sects and their entourage were left in the field.

At this time, the gray-robed old man took out a formation plate, and as a spell was cast, a light curtain suddenly condensed in the air.

It showed the terrain inside the formation, and there were exactly one hundred light spots on it.

"Do you think Ning Ping can come out alive?"

Fan Fenghua looked at the light curtain expressionlessly and said to Shi Hetong on the side.

"Who knows?" Shi Hetong responded lightly.

"I don't think he can survive."

"Oh, then let's wait and see."

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As soon as he entered the formation, Ning Ping realized that there was a huge valley here.

Although the valley was large, it was only fifty miles in radius. It was actually nothing for a cultivator, and he could patrol it in a short while.

But his spiritual sense was suppressed so much that he could only detect a few miles.

Ning Ping's mind moved and he hid his body, then he spread out his body and moved quickly.

Along the way, many people had already started fighting, but of course he just ignored them at this moment.

Even when he saw the disciples of Taichu Sect being besieged, Ning Ping still did not take it seriously.

After a while, he found Gu Yun, the target he wanted to protect, who was being besieged by two masked guys.

But at this time, Gu Yun was slightly at a disadvantage.

The two men were also in the late stage of foundation building. Gu Yun was actually not bad. He could deal with them alone, but it seemed a bit difficult for two people to fight together.

Moreover, his experience in fighting was also slightly insufficient.

Gu Yun held a long spear in his hand, opening and closing it, and flying up and down to resist the attacks of the two men.

But the two men did not confront them head-on, and adopted a roaming fight.

But then, Ning Ping felt that he had underestimated Gu Yun's strength.

During the fight, a flying sword, controlled by a monk, mysteriously penetrated into Gu Yun's spear shadow.

Gu Yun returned to defend, but it was too late. However, his expression did not change at all. The muscles of his whole body suddenly bulged up as he activated his skills.

The flying sword only slightly pierced the skin and could not move forward any further.

Ning Ping was slightly shocked. Gu Yun could actually take the attack with his pure flesh.

It was even better than his own Void Shield.

Seeing that the attack was fruitless, the three of them fought again.

After a while, Ning Ping suddenly discovered in his consciousness that one of them quietly released an imperceptible silk-like magic weapon while dodging and moving.

But Gu Yun didn't seem to notice the danger coming, which made Ning Ping frown secretly in the dark.

After a while, the silk threads were arranged around, and under the temptation, Gu Yun was about to hit the silk threads step by step.

At this time, Ning Ping had seen almost everything, and had a general understanding of Gu Yun's strength, but he lacked experience in fighting enemies.

He rushed over with a move, and his soul was far beyond the opponent, and the two people didn't notice it at all.

With a wave of his hand, the split shadow silk sword technique instantly rushed out to the person who was far away.

As he raised his hand, Zhu Lang chopped the other person's back with one palm.

The two suddenly became alert at this time, but it was too late now.

The flying sword turned into several sword shadows, interweaving in the air and flying away. Suddenly, one of them passed by the monk's neck.

"Ah~" One person's head flew high.

"Ah~" Another person was hit on the back, and a strong force rushed into the body and destroyed it wantonly, and the heart pulse was cut off.

Two screams sounded at the same time, and the person who was about to kill Gu Yun fell to the ground.

"Ning Ping..." At this time, Gu Yun finally saw the person coming and was immediately happy.

"Don't move." Ning Ping raised his hand to stop the other party's action.

Then, he grabbed with his palm, and a silk-like magic weapon was taken into his hand.

"This~, hum, so insidious, it seems that I almost got into trouble with them." Gu Yun realized the danger he had just been in.