The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Hong Shi, it's your turn to work!" At this time, Hu Lao suddenly urged. Now that the commotion is so big, someone may come again at any time.

"Hehe!"

Hong Shi laughed, and a magic weapon in the shape of a pill furnace appeared in his hand, and then he threw it directly into the air.

Then, his fingers flicked out one after another, and a stream of elixir smell familiar to Ning Ping instantly emerged from the pill furnace.

Those elixir smells were condensed by the pill furnace in countless times of refining pills.

But in the blink of an eye, Hong Shi directly generated them, and they were exactly the same under his perception.

"Boom..." Then, the whole pill furnace exploded, turning into tiny fragments scattered all over the sky.

There is no doubt that this is to disguise this place as a scene where a powerful monk who is well versed in alchemy is overcoming the tribulation here.

But it is obvious that from this mess, it should be a situation where the tribulation failed and died on the spot.

"Okay, we should leave here!"

Then, the three of them laughed loudly, and their figures flashed and disappeared.

Soon, two more people came here, the place of tribulation.

"Master, look at this..." One of them came to a corpse.

This person's face was pale and terrified. If Ning Ping saw it, he would even think that it was caused by his own actions.

"Soul-snatching hand! Holy Land Bai Henong..." After seeing it, the other old man's face suddenly changed and he exclaimed.

"Yes, I have seen him take action before, and the aura is exactly the same! The soul-snatching hand that specializes in robbing people's souls."

The two people are the important people in Taiqing Sect, Elder Ye Ankang, and Master Bian Bohou.

Afterwards, Elder Ye Ankang carefully collected the corpse.

"Oh no!" After a while, Master Bian Bohou stood in front of a charred corpse.

"Yu Lei Hua Tian Gong!" Elder Ye Ankang looked at Master Bian Bohou with surprise.

This Yu Lei Hua Tian Gong is exactly the technique that Master Bian Bohou practiced, and even the aura is exactly the same.

"It seems someone wants to frame us!" Bian Bohou said solemnly, then thought of something and exclaimed.

"Erase all traces nearby quickly."

After a while of busy work, the two stood in the center of a place full of scorched earth.

"Master, this... what kind of cultivation is this!" Elder Ye Ankang exclaimed at the remaining breath of the thunder and the scorched earth.

"The point is, I don't know if this senior has survived..."

Bian Bohou looked around with a flickering look, as if the other party might still be hiding nearby.

At this time, Elder Ye Ankang on the side also shut up after hearing this.

"Hey, the breath of spiritual medicine! No, it's the magic weapon of the alchemy furnace!"

"It can't be wrong, this senior who survived the tribulation must be a great alchemist."

Then the two of them found some fragments of the magic weapon of the alchemy furnace from all around.

But then, based on the terrible strength of the thunder, both of them speculated that the person who survived the tribulation might have turned into ashes.

But there was nothing else on the scene. Could it be that someone else had taken it first?

Thinking of this, the two did not delay and moved away quickly.

Next, this place became extremely lively. From time to time, people came here to explore, and then left one after another.

Slowly, the news that there was a great man who was well versed in alchemy and failed to survive here spread.

The things left behind were nowhere to be found, and various gossips spread.

Some said that it was obtained by Bai Henong in the holy land, and some said that it was obtained by the head of Taiqing Sect, Bian Bohou, who personally killed the person who came and got the opportunity.

However, neither of them said anything publicly about this.

…………

Qingshui City is the largest city on Qinglan Star.

Thousands of miles south of the city, there is a place like a fairyland among the mountains and ridges, with rich spiritual energy.

This is the location of a mountain gate of the holy land on Qinglan Star.

It is also the largest place in the world of cultivation where the holy land is open.

To go to the holy land, one has to go through a teleportation array here.

This is also a place that many families and sects yearn for.

Every once in a while, the sects will invite outstanding monks to come here to practice, enjoy the blessed land, and read various martial arts books.

For this reason, countless monks flock to it, not to mention the attraction of the supreme opportunity in the holy land.

In one of the secret rooms for practice, two white-robed monks are in it.

"Dean, the innocent are innocent. It's just a few rumors. There's no need to worry too much."

The person who spoke was Yu Tianxiao, and the person opposite him, whom he called the dean, was Bai Henong, the person in charge of this place.

"Don't worry, I don't take it to heart. On the contrary, you! I heard that you are looking for someone? Don't put your mind on some trivial matters.

But since it concerns your Tao heart, solve this matter quickly! You can become the headmaster in the future, and your own cultivation strength is important."

"Yes! Follow the headmaster's teachings."

"Okay, go and get busy. Take on those sects' selection of disciples. You are the representative of the holy land, the person recommended by this old man, and the elder of the Golden Sword. Show up well."

When Bai Henong raised his hand, a purple small sword carefully embroidered on the lapel appeared.

"Please rest assured!" His eyes swept over the purple small sword, and a gleam of light flashed quietly in his eyes.

………………

In a cave, three people were talking about something.

"Boy, if you just throw out this Heaven-Shielding Pill, the entire world of cultivation will go crazy!"

Hong Shi said with excitement.

"It's better if they make a mess."

After surviving the thunder tribulation, Mr. Hu is now in a safe place, and all that remains is how to return to his previous strength.

"Chaos leads to change." Ning Ping said with burning eyes.

"Okay, you can go by yourself. We'll just stay here and watch the fun. It's too noisy in the city, so we won't go."

Mr. Hu waved his hand. The most important thing now was of course recovery.

Qingshui City today ushered in a major grand ceremony that happens once in a century - the selection of immortals.

The so-called immortal selection actually means that all the major sects publicly select their disciples to embark on the path to immortality.

The Immortal Selection Ceremony lasted for a whole month.

Anyone with outstanding talent can come and give it a try.

Such a grand occasion can also be said to be the most lively time in Qingshui City.

Many monks, regardless of their level of cultivation, can at least learn more about their talents by testing them.

What's more, this time people from the Holy Land will come to observe.

If someone from the Holy Land takes a fancy to this, it will soar into the sky...

As a result, this ceremony was particularly grand.

Qingshui City is also overcrowded everywhere.

Taking this opportunity, the local business alliance directly launched a massive auction.

At this moment, a very ordinary-looking monk in a green shirt raised his head and looked at the business alliance in front of him.

There was also a rather emotional look on his face, and then his eyes showed determination, and he walked directly to the auction venue not far away.

Of course, this person is Ning Ping after the transformation.