The Path to Becoming Immortal

Looking at the countless elixirs that were growing happily, Ning Ping felt as if a jar of herbal brew was waving to him.

"Haha! Mr. Turtle, I would like to thank you!"

Later, Ningping came to a small piece of medicinal land, which was carefully set up with a protective array.

Inside are some extremely precious elixirs and spiritual fruit trees of various types.

The Shen Yue Soul Grass obtained by Yun Tian Mansion was carefully planted again.

In this piece of medicinal land, because it is mixed with breath-bearing soil, the elixirs in this medicinal land grow particularly well.

To be honest, Ning Ping felt that he had not fully utilized these five elements.

Except for the obvious feeling when the fusion first started, it doesn't seem to bring much surprise to me now.

Glancing over the rare elixirs one by one, his eyes finally stopped at a dry tree root.

Yes, this is the root of the Wuwu tree that was unexpectedly found on the Ancient Sword Star.

The roots of the Wuwu tree at this time have not changed in any way from when they were obtained.

It is still a dry thing without any life, just a dead thing that can never die again.

If Xiu Ran hadn't told him that it was possible to resurrect him and regain his vitality, he would probably have been treated as rubbish by Ning Ping and thrown away somewhere unknown.

Think about it, if this dead tree root can really grow into a towering tree, then it will be a real living tree. It would be really a good thing.

It's a pity that Ningping has tried countless methods, but there is still no fluctuation in the roots of the Wuwu tree.

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, Ning Ping suddenly felt something in his heart.

The mud in the cellar just now exuded a strange vitality. Would it be of some use to the roots of the Wuwu tree?

Thinking of this, the idea of ​​planting a sycamore tree in the wine cellar became out of control.

Anyway, it's a dead horse being treated as a living horse doctor, try it first and then say, there is no way anyway, maybe it will work.

So Ning Ping raised his hand and pulled out the roots of the Qiwu tree.

Then he arrived in the wine cellar in a flash and completely buried the roots of the Wuwu tree in the mud of the cellar.

Immediately afterwards, his spiritual thoughts moved, and at the same time he opened his Hongyun spiritual eyes and observed carefully.

As time went by, the koji in the cellar mud slowly spread.

At first, there was no change in the roots of the Qiwu tree, but with careful induction, the extremely weak life force in the wine koji was quietly absorbed by the roots of the Qiwu tree.

Seeing this change, Ning Ping couldn't help but feel happy.

Unfortunately, a long time has passed, and the roots of the Wuwu tree are still like a dead thing, without any change.

Of course, Ning Ping was not discouraged. The life force in this wine koji was too weak. Even if there were any changes, it would only happen after a long time.

"Plant trees in the wine cellar! Well, not bad!"

Withdrawing his consciousness, Ning Ping shook his head and couldn't help but smile. Then with a thought, he escaped from the Tianyan space.

............

A full ten days have passed.

"Ning Ping, I didn't expect this Baicao brew to be so powerful!"

Kong Lingzi was the first to wake up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at Ning Ping who was smiling.

Following Kong Lingzi's voice, the drunk people in the cave opened their eyes one after another.

In fact, they have basically all woken up, but they have not completely refined the huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth in their bodies, and the terrifying drunkenness has not completely dissipated.

There was a noise at this time, so of course it was too embarrassing to continue refining. Face was more important at this moment.

"How about it! Enjoy this wine!"

Ning Ping felt relieved when he saw that everyone was fine, but the strong smell of alcohol still lingered in the cave hall.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! It's so enjoyable..."

Yuan Qi was mumbling, his face still flushed, but his eyes were flickering at Ning Ping, hesitant to speak.

This scene happened to be caught by Hu Buwei, who held back some slight dizziness that still existed in his mind and spoke.

"This Baicao Brewing is too terrifying. It is indeed reserved for you by Mr. Gui. No wonder you drink it as if nothing happened."

"Haha, this wine is really strong! It seems that I drank too fast before!"

"That's what I want! Just keep it and don't harm us! It's such a waste!"

Hu Buwei rolled his eyes, looking scared and regretful.

"..." Hu Buwei's words also made Yuan Qi, who was about to say something, suddenly speechless and shut his mouth speechlessly.

Ning Ping immediately understood, knowing that Hu Buwei was reluctant to part with the Baicao Niang, for fear that Yuan Qi would want to continue to waste it.

However, based on my observation just now, it was really a waste for them to drink this Baicao brew.

The huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained in the wine, because they had no time to refine it, most of it dissipated with the strength of the wine, and there was not much left in the refined body.

But that didn't stop them from enjoying the wine.

Ning Ping didn't want to dwell on this trivial matter anymore, so he turned to look at Yuan Qi and Lei Peng.

"Brother Yuan, Brother Lei, while you were drunk, I took some mud from the wine cellar! This will be of some use to me!"

After explaining the reason, he continued speaking seriously.

"A few days ago, you said that one of your descendants actually has a good talent for alchemy. I will pass on some alchemy techniques to him, so that you can refine elixirs on your own in the future!"

"Brother Ning! It doesn't make sense for you to say that! I also know the mud inside, and it's just some worthless things. I don't feel bad if you take them all!"

When Lei Peng heard this, he was immediately unhappy. His face flushed and he became even more angry.

However, it was unknown whether the redness on his face was anger or a hangover.

"Are we such stingy people? If we are brothers, don't mention this again! It's as if we are exchanging this little rag with you! If this gets to Old Turtle's ears, he will probably scold us!"

"Really?!" Ning Ping tilted his head and looked at Lei Peng and Yuan Qi with a smile.

"Of course it's true. If you want the cellar mud, take it all! Old Lei, I have the final say!"

Lei Peng's eyes glared fiercely, and he slapped his chest while taking advantage of the alcohol in his body.

"Wait!"

But at this time, Yuan Qi heard something else from Ning Ping's words, and immediately raised his hand and swept Lei Peng aside.

Lei Peng was pushed and shoved, and he was about to get angry, but when he saw that it was Yuan Qi, he immediately shut his mouth obediently.

Yuan Qi's face was full of expectation and excitement, and he whispered to Ning Ping cautiously.

"Brother Ning, you said that you can make your own pills in the future, including the Transformation Pill?"

"What do you think? I have developed a set of techniques specifically for you demons to be able to make the Transformation Pill yourself."

Ning Ping smiled faintly and said mysteriously.