The Path to Becoming Immortal

The ordinary days passed quietly. Three years have passed since he came to Guangming City. Ning Ping is already 17 years old. While refining medicine and practicing, he and Shen Qingyao have established a firm foothold in Guangming City.

With the generous reward, Ning Ping did not go out hunting again. With the remaining income from elixirs and refining medicine, he managed to survive.

Moreover, Ning Ping's alchemy skills are now quite famous. The Merchant Alliance has specially added a spiritual stone to each furnace for purchase. Unfortunately, Ning Ping is still unwilling to join the Merchant Alliance.

What makes him even happier is that he has finally grown up. In the past few years, his body has grown rapidly. Instead, he is a whole head taller than Shen Qingyao. He has lost his superficial immaturity. His firm and thin cheeks are matched with a green robe, and his restrained temperament makes him look like a scholar.

With the support of the elixir, his cultivation level has advanced by leaps and bounds and has reached the 7th level of Qi Refining Stage. The efficiency of refining elixir has also improved a lot in a day, and it is precisely because of this that the income and expenditure are barely balanced.

However, the soul has never made a breakthrough again, but the liquefied soul power that was originally like a small puddle in the sea of ​​consciousness has increased a little.

Ning Ping guessed that in fact, such a cultivation level is mainly due to the terrifying throughput capacity of the "Hunji Dongxu Sutra", as well as the results of the multi-faceted blessing of the spirit gathering array and elixir.

However, if Ning Ping knew that such resources were enough for an ordinary cultivator to cultivate to the peak of the Qi Refining Stage, he would not think so.

What surprised Ning Ping was that Shen Qingyao's cultivation level also rose to the 6th level of Qi Refining Stage, which shows that her immortal root cultivation aptitude is indeed surprisingly good. Although she refused a lot of elixirs, the spirit gathering array also played a great role.

After Ning Ping came into contact with the talisman making technique when he was browsing the flea market stalls in the night market, he was completely fascinated. With the talismans he made and sold, he was able to earn as much spiritual stones as Ning Ping.

To be honest, this had a lot to do with Wu Chuxun's guidance. Ning Ping had also inquired about his origins, but did not gain anything.

The final conclusion: it was probably a family that inherited the talisman making, which ended up in desolation and passed on to Wu Chuxun today. Unfortunately, Wu Chuxun did not seem to have much talent for cultivation.

At this moment, Ning Ping was in front of an alchemy furnace. Today, he wanted to try to start a complete alchemy. The extremely pure Yuanli in his body was his greatest confidence.

It was not that he had not thought about trying alchemy before, but because of the practice of the "Hunji Dongxu Sutra", it had been delayed until now. Now the practice is extremely proficient, and he is completely convinced by it, and has thrown away those worries in his heart.

According to the experience of many cultivators who went to the bookstore to check, it is only beneficial to cultivators to remove impurities and retain essence in Yuanli. If there is any disadvantage, it is only that the cultivation speed is slower.

Of course, there is a bigger reason that there are not many spiritual stones in my pocket. After immersing myself in cultivation for several years, more than 10,000 spiritual stones have now been quickly reduced to more than 1,000. At present, I have a certain level of cultivation support, so now is the time to try to refine the pill.

Looking at the prepared medicine liquid on the table, and carefully recalling the steps of refining the pill, Ning Ping noticed that the temperature in the pill furnace reached the right level, and all the medicine liquids needed for the Yuan Pill were put into it.

The temperature of the medicine liquid rose accordingly. Under Ning Ping's steady control, more than ten groups of medicine liquid in the pill furnace slowly gathered together, but because the spiritual energy and medicinal power contained in the medicine liquids were obviously different, they suddenly surged and agitated.

Then they were stably fused under the restraint of Ning Ping's pure Yuanli.

Moreover, the fused liquid medicine was further purified under high temperature, and then, under the isolation of Yuanli, all the impurities condensed were firmly suppressed at the bottom of the furnace.

Until a certain moment, the conflict fluctuations between the liquid medicines finally stabilized.

"Divide~" With Ning Ping's light shout, the liquid medicine was evenly divided into 10 parts. The yellow-green liquid medicine flew up and down in the furnace, which was very beautiful, but Ning Ping stared at the 10 drops of liquid medicine and felt a strange feeling, but he couldn't find the source.

Next, it entered the stage of pill coagulation. Different parts of the furnace had different temperatures, which was also an extremely important part of alchemy.

Under careful control, the pill floated up and down, maintaining uniform heating, and the pill slowly shrank. All the medicinal power was further compressed, and slowly showed signs of solidification.

As time went on, the pill shrank to the size of an index finger, and the liquid medicine also solidified together, which was considered to have entered the stage of pill coagulation.

At this time, Ning Ping's heart moved, and his finger pointed to the furnace, and the firepower slowly decreased.

As the temperature in the furnace slowly dropped, the pills began to condense from the outside to the inside.

Finally, the flame under the pill furnace was completely extinguished. Now all that was left was to wait for the pill to be formed.

But soon afterwards, Ning Ping discovered that some of the pills that were well controlled had waves of chaotic spiritual energy fluctuations inside, and the Yuanli could not restrain them at all. Then a series of explosions came from the pill furnace.

The pills exploded, Ning Ping frowned slightly. Although he had heard of it many times, he deeply felt the uncontrollable powerlessness when he was refining it himself. He also had to consume a lot of Yuanli to control the scope of the explosion tightly, so as not to affect the complete formation of other pills.

In silence, Ning Ping waved his hand and the furnace cover was opened. The Yuanli in his hand was lightly exhaled, and the pills in the pill furnace were immediately pulled out and fell into the plate beside him with a clang.

5 pills were made, which was on par with his former master Yang Qizhen. He picked up one and put it in his mouth. The first-grade medicinal power was basically about 50%.

He looked up and looked out the window. It was only a day that had passed. The reason why it was so early was that the flames here were indeed much better.

But what was the success rate of the pill? Ning Ping thought silently. Many experiences mentioned it, and there were various sayings, even the metaphysics of letting fate take its course.

Ning Ping examined them one by one from the beginning.

At present, his Yuanli was more than enough, and the medicinal liquids had reached the top grade, so there should be no problem.

Fusion depends on the high temperature in the furnace, and the medicinal liquids penetrate each other and diffuse by themselves.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping's eyes suddenly lit up. What if he took the initiative to intervene during the fusion? He immediately deduced carefully in his mind, and soon his face was full of joy. After some calculations, he continued to examine.

However, the strange feeling that occurred in the simplest stage of dividing the pill was beyond his comprehension, so he had to put it aside for the time being.

Ning Ping felt that the problem was the smallest in the stage of condensing the pill, which took the longest time, and then focused his attention on the stage of forming the pill.

He replayed the scene in the pill furnace in his mind, deduced various possible changes, and then he had a vague concept.

The temperature transfer in the pill is from the outside to the inside, which means that the outer layer of the pill is heated quickly and cooled quickly, while the inside of the pill is the opposite, the temperature rises slowly and drops slowly. When the fire is stopped, the outer layer has solidified while the internal temperature is still too high, resulting in imbalance, and the result is the pill explosion.

If it can be synchronized, I am afraid that the pill production rate can be guaranteed.

After carefully deducing from beginning to end, Ning Ping flipped his hands, and a whirlwind technique condensed, sweeping away the residue in the pill furnace, and then a clear spring technique condensed a group of clear springs out of thin air to clean the pill furnace carefully.