Mortal Alchemy

Chen Ping wasn't too surprised to hear this, as he already knew about it.

However, the path of immortality is about defying the heavens.

Even if trapped in a cage, one must rely on their own efforts to break free.

Chen Ping cupped his hands in a fist salute: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Guo, for resolving my doubts."

Madam Guo giggled: "These are just basic common sense. Even if Fellow Daoist Chen didn't ask, you would understand these things after joining the Eastern Profound Sect."

After exchanging pleasantries, Chen Ping got up to bid farewell.

Before leaving, Madam Guo took out a white jade flying boat and gifted it to Chen Ping: "Since Fellow Daoist Chen's airship was destroyed last time, this is compensation for you."

She originally didn't plan to give it to Chen Ping, but thinking about the subsequent transactions with him, she gritted her teeth and took it out.

Now that the Guo family has two Foundation Establishment cultivators, they need more spirit stones to satisfy their daily cultivation needs, but the Guo family can only earn a limited number of spirit stones each month, and every spirit stone cannot be spent recklessly.

If it weren't for Zhou Ying's young age and Foundation Establishment, giving her the qualification to join the Eastern Profound Sect and solve the Guo family's urgent needs, she wouldn't dare to be so extravagant.

Chen Ping smiled and cupped his hands: "I just happen to be lacking a magic tool for traveling. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Guo."

Flying through the air is very comfortable, but it easily consumes a lot of spiritual power and divine sense. For ordinary travel, it's better to use magic tools.

Moreover, it can carry more people, saving time and effort.

Although the magic tool is worse, Chen Ping doesn't mind that the flying boat is worse than the airship since it was free.

He flew slowly away from White Sand Market, but didn't immediately head to the Eastern Profound Sect to become a disciple.

Instead, he headed to the rural home where he lived as a child.

Green Bamboo Village is about six thousand miles away from White Sand Market. Chen Ping flew slowly.

He sat on the flying boat, took out a Qi Cultivation Pill, circulated his cultivation technique, and began to refine the pill.

This was his first time cultivating since becoming a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

As for meditating and absorbing spiritual energy, he, with his Five Elements Mixed Spiritual Root, should forget about it.

He can only rely on refining pills to increase his cultivation.

Chen Ping sat on the futon on the deck, refining the pill while carefully sensing:

"...Such pure liquid spiritual power. The pills refined with second-order spiritual herbs are indeed extraordinary."

A bottle costs two hundred spirit stones, so what would the cost be?

Chen Ping felt that the prices in the Eastern Region's cultivation world were very disjointed.

The Four Great Sects control prices to drive the cultivators of the entire Eastern Region...

The benefits of monopolizing resources.

In six hours, Chen Ping completely refined a Qi Cultivation Pill.

However, the medicinal power brought by this Qi Cultivation Pill was very little.

If Chen Ping's spiritual power was a vast ocean, then the medicinal power brought by this pill was like adding a drop of water to the ocean.

"Something's not right... This Qi Cultivation Pill is not right. Although the spiritual power is pure, the medicinal power is too little..."

If all Qi Cultivation Pills had such little medicinal power, then Chen Ping would not be able to fill his sea of spiritual power even if he lived for another two hundred years, and would be trapped in the early stage of Foundation Establishment for his entire life.

Chen Ping could feel that the early stage to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment was simply about filling the sea of spiritual power.

The middle stage to the late stage of Foundation Establishment was about compressing all the spiritual power to the extreme liquid state.

Because to become a Golden Core, one must evolve the liquid spiritual power of Foundation Establishment into crystalline spiritual power.

And Chen Ping's cultivation technique was of extremely high quality. Although his combat power made him strong, upon entering Foundation Establishment, he could refine spiritual power into semi-crystallization, but this also meant that he needed several times more spiritual power than ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators.

If he wanted to enter the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, he would need to refine his spiritual power into thirty-six semi-crystalline forms.

Judging from the current situation of refining a Qi Cultivation Pill, he would need at least ten years to refine one semi-crystalline form...

This made Chen Ping's heart sink slightly: "After joining the Eastern Profound Sect, I will try to refine Qi Cultivation Pills myself and see the effect..."

"Or there is a problem with the medicinal materials used to refine this Qi Cultivation Pill."

Through the Body Tempering Pill, Chen Ping knew that the medicinal materials of a pill could be replaced, and the difference in medicinal power would be very large.

After flying for ten days, Chen Ping arrived at his parents' grave.

He put away the white jade flying boat and arrived at his parents' grave, which was overgrown with weeds. Chen Ping personally cleaned up his parents' grave.

He had many doubts in his heart.

Why did his mother give him the gray and white bead? Why did his mother have a Immortal Gate token?

Could it be that his parents were cultivators before?

Chen Ping's inner doubts could not be answered.

He sat quietly in front of his parents' grave, stroking the tombstone and whispering, telling his parents about his experiences in the cultivation world over the years.

For a long time, Chen Ping's biggest wish was not Foundation Establishment or Golden Core.

But he wanted to become an immortal, and then resurrect his parents and see them again.

Before his mother passed away, she asked Chen Ping to visit them in the future.

However, his mother was in the grave, and he was outside.

How could they meet?

He chose to endure rather than explode in the face of many crises, not because he was soft or hesitant, but because he was afraid that his impulsiveness would cut off his path to immortality.

That way, he would not be able to fulfill his wish.

He believed that as long as the path of immortality reached its peak, immortals could resurrect the dead.

At that time, he would be able to see his parents again!

Before completing this goal, he would kill anyone who stood in his way! Even if there were thousands of tribulations ahead, he would step over them by any means necessary.

Chen Ping sat in front of the grave and said a lot, firming his Dao heart and goal.

Before leaving, he set up a formation here, which had the effect of keeping it clean and slowing down decay.

He would regularly check here in the future.

After doing all this, Chen Ping once again summoned the white jade flying boat, and then headed towards the Eastern Profound Sect.

...

Eastern Profound Sect - Spirit Tool Peak.

It hasn't been a short time since Mu Luofei became a disciple of a Golden Core cultivator, and she has become familiar with several senior brothers and sisters under her master.

Among them, she has the best relationship with her senior sister Zhao Yazhi.

This day, Mu Luofei received a letter from Meng Huang'er, and a sweet smile appeared on her face:

"Junior Brother has indeed established his foundation. I didn't misjudge him."

"I have to get a day off from my master in advance."

Zhao Yazhi asked Mu Luofei what happened when she saw that Mu Luofei was in such a good mood.

Mu Luofei did not hide it: "I have a junior brother who has established his foundation and will soon join the Eastern Profound Sect."

Zhao Yazhi: "Foundation Establishment? That's pretty good, Junior Sister Luofei, how old is your junior brother?"

Mu Luofei pondered for a moment, and then said after thinking: "If I remember correctly, he is already thirty-two years old."

Zhao Yazhi shook her head:

"There's no hope, Junior Sister Luofei. Then your junior brother cannot join the Eastern Profound Sect."

Mu Luofei's delicate body trembled slightly: "Why?"

Zhao Yazhi said: "The sect has modified the age requirements for recruiting disciples, from thirty-five years old to thirty years old. Look, it was modified last year. Junior Sister Luofei, you also just happened to be on time."

Mu Luofei's face suddenly turned pale.

"Why did they adjust the time for recruiting disciples at this time?"

Zhao Yazhi shook her head slowly: "I don't know. This was decided by the Nascent Soul Immortals and the Transformation God Sovereigns."