The Path to Becoming Immortal

Not long after walking, the fog in front of him became thicker.

Slowly, Yun Lingrui's figure in front of him disappeared.

Ning Ping walked forward cautiously, but there was no fluctuation of the formation under careful sensing?

Just when he was confused, a staggering old man suddenly appeared on the bridge in front of him.

"Sir..." Ning Ping suddenly said in surprise.

A strong sense of crisis in his heart also immediately emerged in his heart at this moment.

"Ning Ping, go back, this is not the place you should come to. Didn't the teacher say that you can't go rashly!"

Ning Ping's mind was shocked. This was certainly not because of the teacher's words, but because he could not detect the fluctuation of the formation at this moment.

Even if it was an illusion in the Forgotten Swamp, he could still detect it, but he just fell into it inadvertently.

And the teacher in front of him at this moment was like a person who came here specially to teach him to save him.

Could it be caused by his own fantasy? After being shocked, Ning Ping quickly checked his whole body, without any surprises, and found no abnormalities.

"Sir, I must go on this road!"

Ning Ping couldn't figure out why, and under the hopeful eyes of the Sir, he raised his feet and walked forward.

"Hey~ You don't listen to the Sir's words. With your talent and wisdom, you will enjoy wealth and honor. Why do you need to seek disasters for yourself!"

Behind him, the helpless voice of the Sir came again.

"In that case, let the Sir take a good look at you again!"

Hearing this, Ning Ping paused, and just when he was about to turn around, the poem on the stone tablet at the bridge head suddenly appeared in his mind.

Recalling the past, strengthening the heart of Taoism.

Ask about the immortal path, cut off the demons.

What is there to fear, it is the heaven.

The immortals and mortals are separated, don't look back

Thinking of this, Ning Ping was suddenly shocked, the inner demon! It turned out that this was the meaning of the existence of this immortal bridge.

Cut off the demons in your heart and embrace it between heaven and earth.

And here, it seems that there is no doubt that it is the three words "don't look back".

Thinking about this clearly, Ning Ping no longer stopped and continued to move forward directly.

But at a certain moment, the scenery around him suddenly changed drastically, and he returned to the mountain village where he used to live, on the night of great changes.

He also clearly sensed a familiar fluctuation of the illusion array.

Ning Ping's mouth moved slightly, confirming that it was the fluctuation of the array. It would be much easier to deal with it if he was familiar with it.

In the illusion, a loud noise came from the other side of the valley, exactly the same as the situation that night, and then three people appeared, and a fight began.

"Little guy, everyone in your village has been harmed by the evil people. Are you willing to follow us?"

With the same words and the same choice, Ning Ping came to Chunhui Valley.

Ning Ping was like a passerby, quickly experiencing the past scene.

However, on the day when his former friend Guozi died, Ning Ping felt deeply guilty.

"Ning Ping, why didn't you save me!" Guozi was dying, with endless nostalgia for the world on his face.

Ning Ping was speechless, although it was just an illusion.

At this moment, Ning Ping became alert again.

No, when I knew it, Guozi was already dead...

Thinking of this, Ning Ping also had a vague understanding, but he was still not sure.

Time flies.

Swallowing the master, refining the elixir, the destruction of Nanhuamen, Guangming City...

One by one as promised...

Wen Qingqing's death, the scene of the past was staged again, and Ning Ping finally resisted the urge to save her.

"Ning Ping, what are you doing? You..." Shen Qingyao was horrified and pointed at Ning Ping in a daze, with an incredible look on her face.

"Don't say anything, are you still a human? You want a woman, I will give you my body. Why do you..." Shen Qingyao rushed out of the door.

At this point, the understanding in my heart became clearer and clearer at this moment! !

That is: cherish the present, don't regret! !

Regret, like poison, it will devour the heart. Instead of regretting, it is better to look forward!

Ning Ping also put away his contempt for this illusion. The appearance of the gentleman before did not show any signs of an illusion.

But then there were many loopholes. This was an attempt to lure him into the illusion and change the events, so as to redeem his previous choice.

Ning Ping did not know what the consequences would be if he made a different choice, but at this moment, Ning Ping had no regrets!

At this time, a floating bridge seemed to appear in Ning Ping's mind.

Seeking immortals and asking questions, it is like walking on thin ice, isn't it just like walking on the edge of the abyss at night, a slight mistake will lead to eternal damnation!

The illusion disappeared, the bridge under his feet remained the same, and the people who appeared from time to time remained the same.

"Ning Ping... is it you? Mom misses you so much!"

Just as Ning Ping was moving forward, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

It was also the voice that he had been looking forward to, Ding Xiuyue.

Ning Ping stopped, and this voice also touched the softness deep in his heart.

Ding Xiuyue had lost her memory, and he hoped that one day Ding Xiuyue would call him like this.

"One day I will make your memory come back. It's not the time for us to meet now!"

After saying this, Ning Ping felt extremely relieved and continued to move forward.

"Ning Ping, you bastard, you took my innocence. Die!"

Just when Ning Ping thought he could easily get through, an extremely familiar voice sounded behind him, and the sound of a sharp sword breaking through the air came from behind him.

The owner of the voice was Ji Wanning, who threatened to kill him if he met him.

It really never ends. Ning Ping cursed in his heart and his footsteps could not help but speed up a bit.

At this time, a sharp pain came from the back, and even a hot current was felt flowing out of the back.

Ning Ping turned his palm and was about to fight back, but then he thought, forget it, she just chopped me with a sword.

Anyway, it was just an illusion, as a man, I should be more generous, at most I will hide.

As expected, she did not continue to chase him.

"Little thief, let's see where you can run this time! Hehe..." The voice of Fan Fenghua also sounded behind him at this time.

The palm wind mixed in it also fell on his head.

'You old boy, I don't want to fight back against that woman, but you can't! '

Thinking of this, Ning Ping showed the ink knife and was about to chop back, but he was suddenly stunned at this moment.

'Hey, why doesn't my back hurt? Fortunately...'

Ning Ping was shocked and almost got into trouble without knowing it. Sure enough, the danger is everywhere.

It turned out that when he was getting ready, he suddenly felt that his back, which had just been injured by Ji Wanning, had recovered as before.

Because of this, he thought of the scene in the illusion before, and it seemed that he wanted to integrate himself into this illusion.

If he took action to fight, he would definitely be pulled into the illusion, and the consequences would be disastrous.

‘Forget it, I’ll let you scratch me!’ He resisted the urge to fight back, and then he was hit on the top of his head.

A dizziness came, and Ning Ping stood still for a long time before he recovered.

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Note: The previous title of teacher has been changed to ‘Mr.’