The Path to Becoming Immortal

After Ning Ping felt that this was an illusion, he tried his best to avoid interacting with the people here.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he would get deeper and deeper.

So he just looked around and tried to find the place that Wen Renjian mentioned.

However, everything was in vain. What he said before was a ruin.

But in the current situation, some of the determined locations he mentioned were completely indistinguishable. All he knew was that they were still far away.

At this time, a team of knights sat on fierce beasts and came towards him. Their full body armor completely covered their bodies, and their tightly grasped spears pointed directly at the sky.

The mounts under them, the dragon heads and horse bodies, were covered with a layer of fine scales.

What was even more peculiar was that there was a layer of frost on the hooves of their limbs, and a layer of frost was faintly left on the floor under their feet when they walked.

"Evil Knight!" Ning saw this and exclaimed in his heart. For fear of revealing abnormality, he quickly lowered his head slightly and did not dare to look more.

But fortunately, those knights did not even look at Ning Ping and passed by him directly.

"No wonder those evil spirit knights are so powerful!" Ning Ping said secretly with lingering fear, sensing the overwhelming aura of those knights.

At this time, some words from the fairy world beside him also floated into his ears.

"Sir! This magic weapon is only ten fairy jades, please take a look!"

Ning Ping's heart moved, and now he was really sure that the illusion was definitely the fairy world.

He couldn't help but feel excited, it turned out that the fairy world looked like this.

Looking closely, a shop assistant was holding a long sword.

The aura on the long sword was restrained, and it was obvious that there was a restriction on the long sword to block the aura. But even so, a spiritual light kept wandering on the sword, faintly revealing a monstrous power.

Even the Youchen in his hand was completely incomparable to it.

"Sir, you have to take a look, it's only ten fairy jades!" At this time, the clerk saw Ning Ping's surprised look, and greeted him with a smile.

Ning Ping came back to his senses instantly, shook his head silently, and left quickly in the other party's disappointed eyes.

Along the way, Ning Ping just waited and watched. Of course, even if he wanted to try to buy something, the pitiful ten fairy jades on him would not be of any use.

After a while, Ning Ping deliberately came to a secret corner, and soon he looked helpless.

Sure enough, now he couldn't enter the Tianyan space, not only that, even the storage ring and the like could not be used.

"This is trouble!"

Ning Ping frowned deeply with a worried look on his face.

Tianyan space is a life-saving weapon for himself. Suddenly, he couldn't use it, and he inexplicably felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Moreover, this sense of crisis could not be erased as soon as it emerged, and it had been hovering in his heart.

Now that things have come to this, it is of course impossible to return now.

He also knew that he was in a fantasy now, and even if he wanted to go back, it might not be an easy thing.

So he just watched carefully on the street.

Cautiously, although he was extremely curious about all this, he did not dare to talk to anyone, lest he get deeper and deeper.

"Are those immortals?"

From time to time, people with terrifying auras were seen walking on the street, and some people around him were respectful and stepped aside.

When they noticed Ning Ping's attention, those people looked at him from time to time, but after noticing Ning Ping's cultivation, they no longer paid attention.

Then, Ning Ping himself realized that this might be because he looked at the other party without any cover, which aroused the other party's vigilance, so he became more cautious.

While watching the novelty, Ning Ping unknowingly came to a square.

There were many people in the square, especially under the archway at the other end of the square, where many people gathered.

"Today, Qinglan Fairyland is recruiting disciples. Should we try it!"

At this time, two people walked by Ning Ping and talked softly.

"Of course I have to try! Tomorrow is the day when the Qinglan Immortal Emperor will give a lecture in person. This is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity! Not to mention whether I can see the Dharma body of the Qinglan Immortal Emperor with my own eyes, even being able to enter the fairyland as a disciple is a great blessing!"

When Ning Ping heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. With a slight glance, he saw that the two people in front of him had reached the stage of transformation.

So he followed the two people with a move in his heart, listening to their conversation, and went to the crowd in the distance together.

As soon as he approached, the voice of a person over there came into his ears clearly.

"My Qinglan Fairyland is recruiting disciples today. Those with a cultivation level below the Nascent Soul, don't come! Stand still, don't talk, and speak when I ask you."

Sure enough, this is where the Qinglan Fairyland is recruiting disciples.

Ning Ping couldn't help but feel moved. It would be nice if he could sneak in and take a look. It would be much better than wandering around now.

And Ning Ping also felt vaguely in his heart that the place where the Xuanyue Sword Art existed should be in the Qinglan Secret Realm.

I just don't know if the Qinglan Fairyland they are talking about is the Qinglan Secret Realm?

Looking closely, this person spoke with full of energy, and a powerful aura was drawn but not released, but I couldn't see through it at all.

Could this be the immortal from the fairyland?

After a while, Ning Ping walked to the front and stood still without making any sound.

Behind a table in front, there was a middle-aged man with a square face and a wide nose, who was very majestic, especially the aura emanating from his body. Ning Ping couldn't sense what level of cultivation he had.

He kept selecting some people to come forward to answer questions, and the questions he asked were extremely ordinary, with no clues at all.

As a spiritual consciousness swept over him again, the square-faced monk's eyes locked on Ning Ping in the crowd.

"You! Come forward!"

Ning Ping was slightly stunned, and with the envious eyes of the monks around him, he came to stand in front of the table.

"What do you know?" The square-faced monk saw Ning Ping and asked -

Ning Ping's heart moved and he said without hesitation: "Go back to the Immortal Master to refine elixirs, weapons, and formations!"

After speaking briefly, he kept silent and said no more.

This title of Immortal Master came from someone else just now.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the other party's spiritual consciousness sweep across his body. Even if Ning Ping tried to stop it, he couldn't.

"Hey, the law of ice and fire, the law of thunder, the body of the mysterious soul..." The square-faced monk's eyes lit up slightly, and a little surprise appeared on his face.

Then he looked at Ning Ping again and said slowly.

"Well, you have a dignified appearance and decent qualifications. Stand behind me. After the final round of assessment, you will be my disciple of Qinglan Fairyland!"

Ning Ping bowed his hand, but felt very strange in his heart. What does it mean to be handsome, and he didn't know what he was going to be tested on.

Immediately, his spiritual consciousness took a brief look at himself, and his face suddenly showed surprise.

It turned out that at this moment, my appearance had changed drastically, and I didn't know when I had returned to my original appearance.

Ning Ping took a breath, what a powerful illusion!