The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Pang Heng, Fellow Taoist Pang didn't expect you to come here too! I apologize for not being able to welcome you from afar!"

Bai Henong's eyes jumped when he saw the person coming.

"Why are you following me!" Master Wangchao, who had come a step earlier, frowned deeply when he saw the person coming.

"You can come, but I can't come? Humph! You old boy looks like he's half-dead all day long, and he gets angry when he sees you!"

When Pang Heng heard this, he immediately stared with wide eyes and punched the opponent without saying a word.

"You idiot, why don't you stop!" Master Wangchao was suddenly shocked.

The big sleeves were also thrown out directly, and a huge wave instantly appeared in the air, rolling directly into the oncoming earth-yellow giant fist.

"boom……"

After a loud noise, the huge waves were instantly defeated and turned into raindrops all over the sky.

Suddenly, the heads and elders of all the sects moved.

Arriving at where the disciples of the sect were standing, as the aura on their bodies stirred, waves of Yuan Power tried their best to block the incoming Yuhua.

Ning Ping stretched out his hand to catch the dripping water, and a strong water aura hit his face. The hidden power in it made a slight tingling pain visible in his palms.

He immediately realized that this was not an illusion, and was suddenly shocked.

Sure enough, none of these monks who have reached the integration stage are just people in name only.

"You two! Please don't do anything here. There are so many juniors here, and it won't be good if you get hurt!"

Bai Henong's face turned cold, and while he shouted, the aura on his body began to rise.

In this way, after all, they were in the Holy Land. After the two people in mid-air fought for a blow, they did not continue to attack.

The other party's cultivation level was astonishing. No matter how powerful the Holy Land was, it was impossible to keep the other party. What's more, he also knew that the Pang Heng in front of him had a hot temper. If he disagreed, he would have done it first.

"Okay, for the sake of your face, I came over today to ask you something, oh! And Bian Bohou from the Taiqing Sect."

Pang Heng's whole body relaxed, he glanced at everyone present, and then looked at Bian Bohou of Taiqing Gate.

Ning Ping felt something in his heart when he heard this. I'm afraid they were also influenced by the rumors about Mr. Hu's tribulation.

"Okay!" Bai Henong responded coldly, and then the heads and sect leaders of various sects who rushed forward continued with slightly cupped fists.

"Everyone, this visit to the Holy Land has not been well received. Now it is considered a complete end. Let's all leave now!"

After saying his greetings, he flew away with a cold face.

Then Bian Bohou, a monk in the transformation stage, followed the two people in mid-air with a look of helplessness.

Immediately afterwards, all the sects also stepped on the flying boats and left the Holy Land one by one at Yu Tianxiao's call.

On the flying boat, Ning Ping was secretly happy. It seemed that the fermentation of those rumors had brought a lot of trouble to these two forces.

The journey was uneventful, and two days later the Xuanyue Sword Sect came into view.

Xuanyue Sword Sect is located in the west of the mainland. Within hundreds of thousands of miles, Xuanyue Sword Sect is the only one that exists.

Countless mountain peaks were like sharp swords, piercing the sky, making the entire airspace feel like sword energy crisscrossing the air.

It gives people the impression that this is a world of swords.

The flying boat landed in the square in front of the main hall at the top of the central peak. The hall had the word "Xuan Yue" written on it.

As soon as the group came down, there were dozens of monks waiting here, led by five late-stage Nascent Soul monks in front of them. There were many people not far behind who were also looking at them.

Each of these monks stood upright, like a sharp sword, which made Ning Ping feel very strange.

"I've met the leader!"

"These are the elders of my sect, and those five are the elders of the major peaks of Jianfeng..."

Secretly, Qi Yan introduced the news to Ning Ping one by one.

Ning Ping also remembered them one by one.

Each peak is named after a sword, which also echoes the main technique.

For example, the Dragon's Sword Peak cultivates the Dragon's Sword Mind Technique.

There are also the elders of each church who are responsible for the affairs of the sect.

"I'm afraid they are here just for you!" After the introduction, Qi Yan said thoughtfully.

"Why! Just wait for me to come back, right! These disciples are here and won't run away. I see you are all in a hurry."

Lin Hanxue said angrily when he saw the bright eyes of those Jianfeng elders.

"Haha, I heard that this time there was a disciple named Shi Yi, and the sword-testing stone shot out a sword of ten thousand meters. I wonder which one it is?"

At this time, Xu Hongbao, the elder of Longyin Peak, glanced at Ning Ping and others with flickering eyes.

"I know you are all thinking about him, but he can't join Jianfeng for the time being and will stay in Jianfeng for the time being."

"What?" Suddenly everyone around them looked weird.

"Why, senior brother, you don't want to accept this kid! This is not in line with the rules."

"As promised before, let us choose our disciples first!"

"Returning to Hidden Sword Peak, wouldn't it be too wasteful?"

At this time, the other Jianfeng elders on the side also stopped complying and spoke out one after another.

"Okay! Let's stop talking nonsense. You don't need to worry about this. Elder Shen, please take him there first!" Lin Hanxue was immediately confused by what he heard and directly interrupted the words of everyone in front of him.

After hearing this, the other Jianfeng elders all looked astonished and stopped talking.

They were fine, but the disciples behind them shot a few unintelligible glances.

"Okay, Shi Yi, come with me!" Shen Mingxu was laughing at this moment. He threw out a flying sword and flew to the back mountain with Ning Ping, leaving a noisy square behind him.

"Elder Shen, is there anything special about this Hidden Sword Peak?" Ning Ping asked doubtfully on the flying sword.

"Nothing. The Hidden Sword Peak has been abandoned for many years. Don't worry. I will assign a few disciples to go there later."

Then Shen Mingxu also gave a brief introduction.

It turned out that among the six major sword peaks, only the Hidden Sword Peak has been empty, so the elders of the sword peaks felt so strange before.

But it seems that it was because Su Yijian treated him differently in Qingshui City.

After a while, they arrived at the Hidden Sword Peak.

This Hidden Sword Peak is worthy of being called the Hidden Sword. The entire ten-thousand-foot mountain is hidden in the clouds, which makes people feel mysterious for no reason.

In addition to a main hall at the top of the peak, there are a few side halls.

However, after a glance, there is a sense of desolation. There is no one here.

"This is Hidden Sword Peak. There's no one here now. You can use the main hall if you want. It doesn't matter!"

As he spoke, he led Ning Ping to open the door of the hall with the words Hidden Sword written on it.

As the door was opened, a cloud of dust flew.

Shen Mingxu frowned slightly, looking a little embarrassed, and then waved his sleeves, sweeping away all the dust.