Mortal Alchemy

But right now, Chen Ping can be said to have nothing.

He refined Ji Changsheng's spirit, and his swordsmanship has a sequel.

But Chen Ping doesn't have a follow-up body refinement technique.

He also doesn't have a second-order alchemy furnace.

He has no connections, no position, and no territory.

Whether it's a spiritual planter or an alchemist, they need territory and connections to make money.

It's as if he's back to the time when he first entered the world of cultivation, ignorant and uneasy.

He needs to reach the Golden Core stage within a hundred years.

But Chen Ping was not eager to achieve quick success:

"Now that I've established my foundation, I have two hundred years of life, and enough time to do many things..."

In the path of cultivation, one step wrong leads to many steps wrong.

Since entering the world of cultivation, Chen Ping has never relaxed and has always been cultivating diligently, but even so, he only established his foundation at the age of thirty-two.

If he becomes a rogue cultivator, where will Chen Ping get the inheritance of a spiritual planter? Where will he know the efficacy of the Pei Yuan Pill?

Due to chance encounters, sooner or later, Chen Ping can only forge ahead.

He has comprehended some of the spiritual planter's inheritance, but is still lacking practical opportunities. Chen Ping is idle, so he plans to visit Senior Sister Luo Fei.

Then it's about time to hold his Foundation Establishment banquet.

Mu Luo Fei's master is a Golden Core cultivator, so she definitely won't be on an independent mountain peak.

Chen Ping went to the Spirit Tool Peak, and many people stared at him along the way, either sneering or mocking.

"If you have the ability, become a Golden Core cultivator and become a true disciple through your own ability!"

"What's the point of using the Immortal Sect Token to become a true disciple?"

"Hehe, offending the entire sect, even if Supreme Lord Gong Yue protects you, how far can you go?"

Chen Ping was expressionless, as if he didn't hear anything.

These people didn't dare to attack him. If the master and senior sister didn't protect him, they might be secretly waiting for an opportunity, and then the master would take the opportunity to strike, killing the chicken to warn the monkey.

But no one is a fool.

The huge Spirit Tool Peak has countless palaces, and the sound of metallurgy and refining is endless. This place is extremely lively, and there are many disciples.

Chen Ping came to the Spirit Tool Peak's main hall office, and a Foundation Establishment female cultivator in a phoenix skirt and Taoist robe received him:

"Greetings, Senior Uncle, what brings you to the Spirit Tool Peak?"

Chen Ping is wearing a black dragon-patterned Taoist robe, which, although not Golden Core, can also show his identity as a disciple of a Nascent Soul Supreme Lord.

It is very reasonable for this Foundation Establishment female cultivator to call him Senior Uncle.

Chen Ping cupped his hands and said, "Junior Niece, I want to find an old friend named Mu Luo Fei, who joined the Spirit Tool Peak last year..."

This Foundation Establishment female cultivator quickly replied to Chen Ping: "Junior Sister Mu is in the Cloud Dress Hall. Senior Uncle can go to find Junior Sister Mu yourself. This is the map of Spirit Tool Peak."

Chen Ping cupped his hands: "Thank you, Junior Niece."

After receiving the item, Chen Ping exited the main hall and went to find the Cloud Dress Hall.

The Foundation Establishment female cultivator looked at Chen Ping's back, revealing envy and awe.

Chen Ping found the outside of the Cloud Dress Hall, posing as if he was looking for someone: "Junior Niece, I have something to discuss with Junior Niece Mu Luo Fei of your hall. Can you help me inform her?"

"No problem." The disciple of the Cloud Dress Hall was very straightforward.

Inside the Cloud Dress Hall, Mu Luo Fei was personally refining objects with the ice silk given to her by Chen Ping. Although she had obtained a second-order inheritance, she had to accumulate experience and earn spirit stones and contributions, starting from first-order items.

"A Senior Uncle is looking for me?" Mu Luo Fei's beautiful eyes were filled with doubt.

Could it be that the Mu family's old ancestor wants to see her?

But it's unlikely. The Mu family's old ancestor is a third-order talisman master and is usually extremely busy. It's impossible for him to take the initiative to find her.

Zhao Yazhi on the side was also a little puzzled: "Junior Sister Mu, do you have acquaintances in the sect?"

Mu Luo Fei was confused, stopped the spiritual fire in her hand, and got up. Zhao Yazhi was a little worried and followed her to the outside of the Cloud Dress Hall.

"Senior Sister, it's been a while since we last met." Chen Ping smiled and gently cupped his hands towards Mu Luo Fei.

"Junior Brother!" When Mu Luo Fei saw that it was Chen Ping, a look of unexpected joy appeared on her face:

"You've joined the Eastern Xuan Sect!"

Chen Ping nodded: "Yes, although it was a bit unexpected, I still joined the Eastern Xuan Sect."

Zhao Yazhi, who was beside Mu Luo Fei, was dumbfounded.

Seeing that the two had such a familiar relationship, Zhao Yazhi guessed that the Chen Ping in front of her was the junior brother that Mu Luo Fei cared about.

But the other party's Taoist robe...

She gently tugged at Mu Luo Fei's skirt: "Junior Sister Mu, you have to call him Senior Uncle..."

"Black Taoist robe... a direct disciple of a Nascent Soul Supreme Lord, his status is different from ours."

She was even more shocked. At the age of thirty-two, according to the rules, he could not join the Eastern Xuan Sect.

Not only did the other party successfully join the Eastern Xuan Sect, but he also became a direct disciple of a Nascent Soul Supreme Lord. What kind of background and identity did he have to be able to do this?

Mu Luo Fei's beautiful eyes were shocked: "Senior... Senior Uncle..."

Chen Ping laughed:

"Due to chance encounters, Supreme Lord Gong Yue accepted me as a direct disciple."

Mu Luo Fei sincerely felt happy for Chen Ping: "Congratulations, Senior Uncle!"

Zhao Yazhi's delicate body trembled: "He's actually a disciple of Supreme Lord Gong Yue! Hiss!"

Supreme Lord Gong Yue is in charge of the Eastern Xuan Sect's Punishment Peak and has the power to kill disciples and elders.

This is also the reason why Chen Ping's storm in the Eastern Xuan Sect has not stopped, and although he is hated by others, no one dares to attack him.

The Chen Senior Uncle in front of her has an extraordinary background and is someone they cannot offend.

Immediately, she felt envious of Mu Luo Fei for having such a close relationship with such a big figure.

Moreover, judging from their relationship, it was not just an ordinary friendship.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Hey, it doesn't matter. In private, Senior Sister Luo Fei can still call me Junior Brother."

"Otherwise, it will seem too distant."

Mu Luo Fei covered her mouth and smiled gently, with a slight glint in her beautiful eyes: "Okay."

Zhao Yazhi felt a little scalp tingling when she saw this scene: "Since Junior Sister and Senior Uncle are old friends, then I won't disturb you."

She obediently returned to the Cloud Dress Hall, not hindering their meeting.

Seeing her leave, Chen Ping praised: "This Junior Niece is a clever person."

Mu Luo Fei smiled charmingly:

"Otherwise, why would I have such a deep relationship with her? This way, I can have a smoother path on the road of immortality."

"This is not a place to talk all the time. Junior Brother, let's go to my dojo to have a cup of tea and sit down and talk."

Chen Ping readily agreed: "Okay, I haven't been to Senior Sister's dojo in so many years."

Mu Luo Fei glared at Chen Ping, her figure becoming more and more delicate and moving.

The two took flight and went to the foot of the Spirit Tool Peak, near the clouds.

The peak's rock walls were full of densely packed courtyards, which looked a bit small, like the Jiazi Courtyard where Chen Ping used to live.

And Chen Ping enjoys a palace alone on Gong Yue Peak.

Mu Luo Fei's dojo is a courtyard with a second-order array restriction.

Entering the dojo, Chen Ping looked around at the environment, which was simple and elegant, and full of her fragrance.

Chen Ping felt very comfortable. Although it was his first time here, he familiarly came to a futon under the eaves and sat down.

Mu Luo Fei sat aside and brewed spiritual tea. Outside the courtyard, there were gently floating clouds.

It really has a sense of ethereal detachment from the world.

Chen Ping took a sip of the spiritual tea and said, "Thank you for Senior Sister's message, I was able to make up my mind to join the Eastern Xuan Sect."

"How is Senior Sister doing on Spirit Tool Peak?"

Mu Luo Fei looked directly into Chen Ping's eyes: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie, Junior Brother?"

Chen Ping smiled: "Then let's hear Senior Sister's lie first."

Mu Luo Fei said: "It's pretty good. The Eastern Xuan Sect gives inheritance. After comprehending the second-order inheritance, I will be assigned a position, concentrate on cultivation, accumulate contributions, and have hope for Golden Core..."

"What about the truth?"

Mu Luo Fei said faintly: "I have experienced how you felt when you were assigned to the Pill Hall..."

Chen Ping laughed.