The Path to Becoming Immortal

However, what Ning Ping did not expect was that the recovery time was far beyond his expectations. It took him 10 days to fully recover from the short attempt tonight.

For several days in a row, Ning Ping secretly went to watch Yang Qizhen making the elixir at night. Although he was afraid at the beginning, he was also looking forward to the result of the elixir.

It was not until the third night that Yang Qizhen finally made a new move in the early morning.

When Ning Ping was peeking at the vent, he saw Yang Qizhen's eyes suddenly widened on his pale face, and his hands began to dance quickly.

Ning Ping's heart moved, and he immediately became energetic. It seemed that the elixir had reached a certain key point, so he watched it more seriously.

Then, a series of explosions like fried beans suddenly came from the elixir furnace, but the sound was much louder.

Yang Qizhen looked anxious, but the explosions in the elixir furnace still came out from time to time, and it took a long time to calm down.

"Get up~" After the elixir furnace was calm, Yang Qizhen uttered a light utterance, and the furnace cover flew up.

As he waved his hand, several yellow-green pills flew out of the furnace one after another, hitting the vessel with a series of crisp sounds. A closer look revealed a wisp of hot air.

Yang Qizheng walked forward, stretched out his hand and pinched the pills one by one, carefully examining them.

"Ah~ the fire is still a little weak, what a pity, only 5 pills were made." After muttering, he casually put the pill in his hand into his mouth, and then sat down cross-legged.

Ning Ping listened to everything, thinking that the weak fire and insufficient temperature led to the unsatisfactory pills. It seems that alchemy really involves every aspect.

Thinking of this, he continued to watch Yang Qizheng's actions intently. Not long after, the other party's face, which was originally as pale as paper, slowly turned red. Needless to say, this must be due to the great replenishment of the Yuanli that had been consumed before.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Ning Ping was also very excited. The effect of this elixir was indeed very significant. He became more enthusiastic about this alchemy. He saw the energy consumption after several days of alchemy. Yang Qizhen was so powerful that he became like this. He didn't know when he could reach this level.

He basically watched the whole process of alchemy. Ning Ping was satisfied, but his thoughts on alchemy became stronger.

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Many people felt sorry for the sudden death of the eldest brother. Of course, this person definitely did not include Hua Wenyao. He felt that the world was still very kind to him. He didn't need to work hard. He became everyone's eldest brother inexplicably. Further thinking that the master might cultivate his alchemy skills, he was almost floating.

The result was that everyone was better for a while. Although it was more severe than before, it seemed that the stick in his hand had never been swung at anyone.

"Everyone has heard today's task clearly, right?" As he raised his head, even the acne on Hua Wenyao's round face was radiant.

Yesterday, he had just finished fertilizing, and today's job was to water-process medicinal materials.

There are many ways to process medicinal materials, and the processing process can be divided into: cleaning, cutting, and moxibustion. There are four main methods: repair, water, fire, and water and fire.

Repair often uses picking, picking, grinding, brushing, cutting, and squeezing to facilitate further processing and processing; washing and soaking are used to process, which is called water processing, which removes impurities from medicinal materials, softens them, or makes the mineral-accumulated drugs pure and less toxic; all methods that directly or indirectly place medicinal materials on fire for heating are collectively called fire processing, which mainly uses fire processing methods such as frying, stewing, roasting, calcining, refining, baking, roasting, roasting, and burning...

Ning Ping reviewed all the information related to the preparation of various medicinal materials one by one. The water preparation he did today, to put it bluntly, was to wash the medicinal materials, slice them, and then dry them, which was also a part of the clean preparation.

This part was also handled by Ning Ping and other apprentice disciples. For more complicated preparation work, it was the registered disciples who were awakened.

The ordinary and busy days passed one by one, and the whole Chunhui Valley gradually forgot about Lu Xuan's death. No one mentioned it again. Ning Ping also slowly buried the horror scene he had witnessed before deeply in his heart.

That night, Ning Ping practiced as usual at night, and his soul wandered outside as usual. Since he mastered the flying skills, he has been having a lot of fun in recent days.

Before, he was busy watching Yang Qizhen making pills, and he didn't play in other places. Today, when he was practicing, he saw a few black shadows, as usual, sneaking away in the night, and heading towards the girls' dormitory opposite. Ning Ping's heart moved and he was a little curious, so he followed.

"Last time I came out, I was unlucky and didn't see anything. I wonder if I will be luckier today." The voices of the three shadows walking in front of me were clearly heard by Ning Ping behind me in the night sky.

"I was late that day, but I will definitely make it in time today."

"It would be great if I could see the number one beauty, Shen Qingyao."

"You are beautiful, she is very careful, and she always covers herself tightly, but it's nice to listen to the sound of water."

"Tsk, isn't it the same."

"Boy, you don't understand this, her~ can squeeze out a handful of water just by looking at it, other girls don't have her figure."

"Okay, stop talking, hurry up, otherwise you won't see anything later." As soon as he heard the voice, Ning Ping knew it was Yi Qingsheng.

The three of them immediately kept silent and quickened their pace. Ning Ping followed them all the way, but he still couldn't figure out what they had seen so beautifully. Was a woman's body so beautiful? He didn't seem to think so.

Unfortunately, the girls' dormitory was far away. When Ning Ping passed a small forest, his soul's range of activity was almost at its limit. Just as he was about to feel sorry, a slight strange sound suddenly came from the forest. It was disturbed by the movement of the three people and then became quiet.

Now Ning Ping's hearing has been greatly improved. The three people in front of him didn't notice it, but he heard the sound clearly in his ears.

Anyway, the distance was almost the same and he couldn't reach the other side. Unfortunately, Ning Ping immediately turned into the small forest. Although it was dark in the forest, with Ning Ping's current eyesight, he could see clearly in the moonlight.

"Bah, those guys must have gone to peek at my sisters taking a bath again. You don't care!" After the three people in front walked away, a woman's voice sounded softly in the forest.

"It's not like they'll lose a piece of flesh, so why are you afraid?"

A familiar voice fell into Ning Ping's ears. It was him. What was he doing here so late at night?