The Path to Becoming Immortal

Night falls, the night is dark, and the world is dark.

Ning Ping slowly opened his eyes, and a hint of madness appeared on his cold face. He closed his eyes again, and an invisible soul walked out.

Ning Ping came to the workshop and found a small razor, which was used to remove impurities from medicinal materials. It was small and sharp. Even in the state of soul at this moment, it was very light in his hand. Then he showed a cruel smile on his face and touched the sundries.

When he came to the sundries, Xu Zhi was in the room, and his expression was also restless. He walked a few steps and sat cross-legged to try to integrate into the practice.

Ning Ping smiled coldly, not knowing why the other party was like this, but seeing the other party's anxious look, he sneered in his heart: It's right to know that you are anxious, and I will let you go with the pot later.

In order to make a noise after the assassination of Xu Zhi, Ning Ping planned to see what others were doing first, and then hid the razor in his hand. Although the razor was light, it was also somewhat consumed.

Ning Ping came to Yang Qizhen's attic. He didn't make pills today. He was in the study with Hua Wenyao.

"... That's roughly what happened. By the way, Master, Guo An has confirmed that he has successfully awakened his spirit. Alas, my Chunhui Valley has lost another talent." Hua Wenyao looked sad. It seemed that he had just reported to Yang Qizhen about Guozi's death.

Yang Qizhen nodded expressionlessly: "Well, I know. I'll ask Uncle An to hold him accountable. See if he has anything to say. He is really so reckless... Alas, we are a master and disciple. If you can handle it yourself, handle it yourself, so as not to cause the jokes of other fellow disciples. If there is really a fault, then hand it over to the Law Enforcement Hall for disposal."

Then Ning Ping felt a wave emanating from Yang Qizhen, and the target was exactly the direction of the sundries.

Ning Ping's heart was cold. He didn't expect Yang Qizhen to still consider the face problem at this time, but he didn't plan to let him live through tonight. Even if he was handed over to the Law Enforcement Hall in the end, maybe the other party could still escape by luck, so it would be more difficult to find trouble with him in the future.

Seeing Yang Qizheng walking towards the alchemy room, Ning Ping knew that he was about to start a new round of alchemy. He was afraid that other changes would occur if he continued to delay, so he planned to assassinate him directly.

When he came to Xu Zhi's residence again, Uncle An also appeared at this time.

"Xu Zhi, come here, Master asked me to ask you a question." Uncle An knocked on Xu Zhi's door and said lightly.

There was a noise in the room, and then the door was pulled open, revealing Xu Zhi with a panicked face: "Uncle An, Master also knows what happened today. I have been working diligently for Chunhui Valley."

"Well, don't be afraid, you must believe in Master's fairness. I want to ask you questions because I want to hear the whole story. If it is unintentional, Master will make a conclusion later. Come on!"

"Yes, yes, I did it unintentionally." Hearing this, Xu Zhi felt relieved. It seems that Master still has good things for him. Otherwise, why would Uncle An come to question him? He could just hand it over to the Law Enforcement Hall. After figuring this out, he followed Uncle An with a happy face.

With such twists and turns, Ning Ping took the razor back calmly and followed all the way.

Arriving at Uncle An's sundries, Uncle An carefully closed the door and led Xu Zhi to the back room. He even took an oil lamp and entered the downward hole. It seems that there is a basement below.

Ning Ping carefully observed that there was a wooden cabinet next to the hole, which was slightly larger than the hole. From the traces on the ground, it should be covered above the hole. There was actually a secret room here.

Entering the basement, walking through a long passage below, there was a thick wooden door at the end. After passing through, a small space inside came into view. There were some sundries piled up in a corner of the room, and there was nothing else. Uncle An and Xu Zhi were inside.

"Uncle An, what is this place for? Why are you here?" Xu Zhi showed some uneasiness in his eyes, and kept looking around the room. It seemed that he had never been here before.

Uncle An smiled slightly on his thin face and said, "It's quiet here. You don't want to make a big fuss with a question, do you?"

"Then~ Uncle An, ask. I will tell you everything you want to know." Xu Zhi became even more uneasy when he heard it, and his body was slightly alert.

However, Uncle An didn't care about this and continued to say calmly: "Hey, the last time he went out, the kid jumped into a cliff in a hurry and ended up with no body left. Today, you will compensate me. Don't worry, I will tell them that you have committed suicide out of fear of crime."

At this moment, Ning Ping heard this and was wondering why he asked this question. Suddenly, he felt a familiar breath coming out of Uncle An, and a faint black shadow also appeared in this narrow room.

Soul swallowing... Ning Ping was instantly horrified and stared at the scene in front of him. Wasn't the kid he mentioned last time referring to Shang Feibai? It turned out that he and Yang Qizhen were from the same group. According to the meaning of the words, it seems that the other party did not succeed in swallowing Shang Feibai that time, and he jumped into the cliff in a hurry and died.

Thinking that he had escaped a disaster inadvertently, Ning Ping shuddered in his heart. He didn't expect that Uncle An, who usually looked harmless and honest, was hiding so deeply. At this moment, he dared not move at all and suppressed his fear and continued to watch.

"Uncle Master, what are you doing..." Xu Zhi was shocked when he saw this and was about to ask.

As a result, the black shadow pounced on him at once, and the black shadow opened its huge mouth full of sharp teeth and bit him without hesitation. His body stiffened and he could no longer move. He could only open his mouth and watch the black shadow bite him in horror. A huge pain instantly came to his mind.

In Ning Ping's eyes, the scene of the last night was played out again in front of him, and a violent soul fluctuation spread during the bite.

As the black shadow bit, Xu Zhi fell to the ground, and a transparent phantom was pulled out of his body from time to time. In the endless pain, although Xu Zhi could not move, his face was twisted by pain, and his body could not help but twitch violently.

Slowly, his eyes began to become scattered and soulless, and finally became empty, his body stopped twitching, and everything returned to calm.

The black shadow seemed to be very satisfied and roared to the sky, but then suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Ning Ping.

"Oops!" Ning Ping saw him turn his head inexplicably, thinking that the other party must have discovered something, and retreated in a hurry.

Uncle An's shadow did not really discover anything, but found a trace of abnormality in his soul, and the target was the razor in Ning Ping's hand. And it was this action of turning his head that clearly sensed a soul fluctuation, and then locked onto an invisible thing.