The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Haha! Don't let your imagination run wild. They not only did me a favor, but they were also my comrades who fought side by side with me!"

Seeing the solemn faces of the few people, Ning Ping couldn't help but feel cold in his heart, and quickly changed the topic to something lighter.

"Haha! Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time! Come on, let's have another drink. This is just as delicious and not so easy to get drunk. Otherwise, we would all fall asleep before we could even say a few words."

Just when the atmosphere was a little solemn, Yuan Qi came back with a jar full of fine wine in his hand.

"Haha! Okay, then let's have another drink!" Kong Lingzi also immediately waved his sleeves and sat down at the stone table again.

Ning Ping smiled and shook his head when he saw this. If Gui Ying saw this scene, he would probably feel distressed for a long time.

The jar that was given to him must have been aged for many years. Last time, even if it was this ordinary herbal wine, Gui Ying only took out a small pot.

He was really generous to others. After drinking this jar, the wine pool was probably almost empty.

But today was a rare happy day, and it would be a good thing to have a good drink.

Last time, I only drank a few cups, and the taste is still lingering.

As for the big jar on my body, it is better to keep it carefully.

Just as the few people passed the cups, Lei Peng and the young monster named Gui Ling also joined in.

In this way, it was naturally a lively scene, including Yao Yao who drank happily.

After drinking a cup of the wine pool, Ning Ping immediately felt the slight difference.

The wine pool was actually not bad, and it was also a rare fine wine, but the spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained in the wine was not as huge as the wine pool given by Gui Ying.

Of course, it was followed by the violent alcohol strength, which was good if it could be used by oneself.

So relatively speaking, the wine pool was more suitable for them to drink, and the effect could be maximized.

Drinking this special herbal wine was a waste for them, just to satisfy their appetite.

After a round of drinking, while they continued to drink, Ning Ping called the turtle spirit aside.

Yuan Qi and Lei Peng were of course very happy to see this scene, and they were more generous in entertaining Hu Buwei.

"Your name is Turtle Spirit, right? How do you call Turtle Old Man?"

Ning Ping looked at the turtle spirit who was twisting his fingers, and asked with a smile, so as not to make the other party more embarrassed.

"Reply... Reply to the senior, I want to count..."

The turtle spirit was seen counting his fingers, tilting his head, and counting.

"Grandfather, great-grandfather, no, it seems not enough..."

"Okay, don't count, just treat it as the ancestor!"

Ning Ping was speechless for a while, and really doubted whether this kid's talent in alchemy was as good as Yuan Qi and others said.

"Ancestor, eh~! This title is good, I will listen to you!"

When Gui Ling heard Ning Ping's words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded heavily, and then asked with curiosity.

"Senior, do you want to know something about my ancestor? Just ask, I will tell you everything I know!"

"I don't want to know anything! Let's go! Let's go to the alchemy room together, let me see how good you are at alchemy!"

Ning Ping was too lazy to continue talking to the other party. It seems that the people of the demon clan are really straightforward.

When dealing with such a fool, it is better to get straight to the point, so as to save headaches.

A stream of Yuanli was casually waved, and Gui Ling disappeared into the cave hall with him.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived at the alchemy room where he had refined pills, and the periphery was an endless medicinal field.

Looking at the countless spiritual medicines swaying in the wind, Ning Ping felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

Time flies like a white horse, and it passes so fast. Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The people who used to get along with each other are now gone, and there is a sense of change.

"Senior! Senior! Do you like those spiritual herbs? How about I help you pick some!"

Seeing Ning Ping's eyes wandering in the spiritual herb garden, Gui Ling asked sensibly, and was ready to leave immediately after receiving an order.

"No need!" Ning Ping smiled lightly, and was not annoyed by the interruption of his thoughts. Instead, he said with a thought in his heart.

"How old are you this year?"

"Let me calculate..." After saying that, Gui Ling started to move his fingers again...

"Forget it! Let's go in!"

Ning Ping smiled bitterly, waved his hand, and pushed the door directly into the alchemy room.

"Senior, I feel that I am stupid and I am too lazy to remember many things, so..."

Gui Ling finally felt Ning Ping's helpless expression at this time, scratched his head, and hurriedly explained.

"But I remember you, senior. You came here before. You and the ancestor were drinking in the cave, and I was bathing in the lake outside!"

"Oh? There is such a thing!"

Ning Ping was really surprised by this, but he thought in his heart, could it be that the secret of longevity of your turtle demon clan is here?

In this case, the other party is at least more than 2,000 years old.

"Well! At that time, I heard that you were a master of alchemy, and I admired you very much! So I later determined to work hard to practice alchemy, and I wanted to be as powerful as you!"

As he said, the turtle spirit rolled his eyes and lowered his voice.

"I heard that the senior beat up Lei Lao Da at that time! That strength shocked even the master!"

"Haha! Practicing alchemy is not for fighting!" Ning Ping was also amused by the other party's words and laughed.

Who knows, Gui Ling has a different idea.

"Same, if you are good at alchemy, you can exchange magic weapons and spells for others to fight!"

"Not bad! That's right! Well, come on, just refine a furnace of medicine and see!"

After saying that, Ning Ping waved his sleeves and sat quietly aside.

Gui Ling also started to light a fire and open the furnace. He refined a kind of medicine called Yao Yuan Dan.

Using the unique demon pill of the demon race, the medicine is violent and directly transformed into a unique medicine in the body of the demon race, which is especially suitable for the demon race to practice and take.

The demon spirit pill that Ning Ping had refined before was converted into Yuanli for the use of cultivators.

A series of techniques are also remarkable.

According to the standards of an alchemist, he barely reached the peak of the alchemy master level, and his techniques were less delicate and more rough.

Not to mention the refining techniques, he could even see a trace of his own shadow in them.

He also refined all the spiritual medicines together, using the powerful power of his soul to finely control the temperature.

Ning Ping really didn't expect that the other person, who was so thick-skinned, could become so powerful.