The Path to Becoming Immortal

Walking in the city, I could hear the chatter on the roadside. The original hot topic of the evil cultivator rewarding the foundation-building pill had gradually faded out of everyone's sight after 10 days of cooling down. Few people mentioned it.

When I came to the alchemy room again, the official who received me last time happened to be on duty. He recognized Ning Ping, the well-dressed little boy, at a glance.

"I remember you. What's wrong? Do you really want to rent an alchemy room today?" The official smiled and took the initiative to talk.

"Well, that's what I meant. How can I know if I'm good enough without trying? Help me get a Class C alchemy room." Ning Ping also smiled and joked with the other party.

"Okay, a deposit of 20 spirit stones. If anything is damaged, you can compensate at the market price." The official took out a sign with the words "C 26" and then pointed out how to use the token to open the alchemy room.

Ning Ping didn't expect that renting an alchemy room would require such a high deposit, but he took out the spirit stone without hesitation, and after completing the formalities, he walked in through the small door at the side under the guidance of the other party.

"Huh? Boy, stop."

When Ning Ping was still looking down at the token in his hand, thinking about this attempt at alchemy, he just walked out of the back door and met a few people. Looking closely, he found that it was an acquaintance, but they were not very happy with each other.

The person who came was Zheng Yuanming, the young master of the Zheng family, who he met in the spiritual medicine area of ​​the Merchant Alliance, and two followers behind him. The road ahead was blocked, and Ning Ping had no choice but to stop and listen to his words.

"It's really you, boy, why do you want to learn alchemy here." Zheng Yuanming looked at the token in Ning Ping's hand with a playful look. At the beginning, the boy standing in front of him was too young, so he was particularly impressed.

"Sorry, let me go." Ning Ping was too lazy to entangle with this second-generation ancestor.

Zheng Yuanming was slightly startled, his face suddenly showed displeasure. Before he could speak, the follower behind him started to scold him.

"Where did you come from, you ignorant boy? Do you know who is in front of you?"

"I don't know!" Ning Ping took a serious look and said lightly.

After saying that, he wanted to go around from the side, but unexpectedly, the follower also blocked him.

"You kid..." Seeing that Ning Ping didn't take him seriously at all, Zheng Yuanming immediately felt insulted.

Ning Ping saw that his way was blocked, and he became a little angry after tossing around again and again. Of course, it was mainly because he knew that the other party would not attack him here.

"I say, is this also your home? I don't think I have offended you much."

"You kid, you dare to talk to my young master like this." The follower behind him took a step forward while speaking, raised his palm and was about to slap him.

At this time, a voice suddenly rang out: "Stop!" The follower's hand also stopped in the air, and several people turned their heads to look behind them.

Ning Ping also looked up to see the direction of the sound, and then he noticed that two people in white, a man and a woman in their twenties, were walking over from the green plants in front. The man was handsome and handsome, and the woman was smart, quiet and beautiful. He secretly sighed that they were a pair of beautiful women.

"It turned out to be Brother Zu and Sister Lan. Long time no see." Zheng Yuanming was surprised at this moment, as if he didn't expect to meet them.

"Why are you reminiscing with this little brother?" Sister Lan said with a smile, her eyes flashing.

"Ah~ Yes, I'm joking with this little brother. Don't think he's young, he's coming here to make pills."

"Oh? I didn't expect it. It's not easy for little brother to make pills. You have to work hard." The man in white was surprised for a moment, and then encouraged him.

"Little brother, can you make pills?" The white woman stared at Ning Ping with flashing eyes, and her voice was soft and comfortable.

Ning Ping blushed and replied, "Not yet. I am learning to refine spiritual medicine now."

"It is rare for you to start refining spiritual medicine with your current cultivation. Keep going. First of all, you have to believe in yourself." At this time, the man in white interrupted with a serious face, and then waved his hand and said, "You go and do your work first."

"Thank you!" Ning Ping felt good about the other party when he heard that he had helped him out, and he also clasped his fists and saluted in return.

After saying that, he walked around a few people and continued to move forward. Only then did he feel like observing this place.

The entire alchemy area does not look like an alchemy place, but more like a village. There is actually a feeling of small bridges and flowing water inside. A small river meanders through it, and some pavilions are built on it from time to time, but the houses here are all alchemy rooms of uniform specifications and styles.

And the voice of conversation behind him was also faintly heard.

"Brother Zu, I bet this kid will explode the furnace within an hour."

"Look at your stinky mouth..." It sounds like the woman in white.

"It's better to meet by chance than to invite each other. It's rare to meet Mr. Zheng today. Why don't we sit together and see if what you said is correct." The man in white suddenly moved his expression and took the initiative to invite him. The woman beside him looked at the man in white and smiled.

"Okay, let's go over there and sit down!" Zheng Yuanming was overjoyed when he heard it. Several people walked to a nearby pavilion together. Soon, a table of wine and food was prepared on the stone table of the pavilion.

Ning Ping was also speechless about this. He didn't expect that he would have such leisure to watch his joke.

As he walked forward, he found that there was a house in the distance that was different from the one in front of him. The alchemy room on the mountain was obviously much larger. It must be the Class A alchemy room. Not long after, he finally found the alchemy room of Class 26 that he rented at the edge.

Ning Ping waved the token in his hand at the iron door in front of him, and the heavy iron door opened. He walked into the room and saw that it was much larger than the alchemy room in Chunhui Valley. There was nothing else except an alchemy furnace, a cushion, and a table in the middle.

He turned around and closed the door. He waved the token gently according to the law. Suddenly, a familiar atmosphere rose in the alchemy room. This was some kind of restriction.

Ning Ping looked around with satisfaction, and then he pointed at the flames on the ground and they rose up. In an instant, Ning Ping sensed that the fire here was much stronger than that in Chunhui Valley.

Then Ning Ping opened the furnace cover calmly and looked inside. He found that it had been cleaned up.

After placing some spiritual medicine utensils and waiting for the temperature of the alchemy furnace to rise, Ning Ping waved his hand and put the spiritual medicines into the alchemy furnace.

The style of the alchemy furnace is similar to the one in Chunhui Valley. This time, Ning Ping is going to abandon the step-by-step method taught by Yang Qizhen, and instead try it based on his own understanding of the past few days and some experience gained from others.