The Path to Becoming Immortal

The ground fire rose again, and after warming the furnace, the liquid medicine was put in again, and another furnace of elixirs started again.

The liquid medicine was all mixed together under control. Ning Ping controlled his Yuan Power to go deep into the liquid medicine and stir it up.

I saw that the originally chaotic medicinal power became more and more active under this agitation.

'It's going to be bad~'

"Boom..." As soon as an evil thought came into his mind, the liquid containing 100% of the medicinal power of 10 Yuan-increasing pills burst out instantly.

The furnace explosion, counting down, this was the first furnace explosion in Ningping, not to mention that the alchemy room was indeed extremely strong and could survive such a violent explosion unharmed.

In the smoke and dust, Ning Ping's whole body was not damaged at all. His whole body was wrapped in a Yuanli shield, and he was still breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the room at this moment.

This is one of the results of practicing the "Hunjidongxu Jing" in the past three years. The Yuan force that continuously shuttles outside the body, combined with the Yuan force shield technique, forms a new body shield technique, which Ningping named Mixed pole shield.

Compared with the original Yuan Power, the protective ability is several times higher, and when maintaining it, not only does it not consume its own Yuan Power, but it can also continuously absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the surroundings for its own use. With such characteristics , when being attacked, it can also refine part of the opponent's energy to further weaken the attack.

Moreover, Ning Ping felt that as his cultivation level improved, the protective ability of this hybrid shield would also have a lot of room for growth. As a result, Ning Ping became more and more curious about this technique.

While Ning Ping was thinking about the origin of the furnace explosion, several people outside brought an alchemy furnace over and cleaned the alchemy room.

"Hey~ Let me tell you, why didn't you blow up last time?" A joking voice came from outside. Ning Ping turned around and saw that it was his old acquaintance Zheng Yuanming. Unexpectedly, he happened to be passing by. At least Ning Ping was really good at picking people up. Treat the other person as an old acquaintance.

Speaking of Zheng Yuanming, he is now a great alchemist and is working hard for a higher level.

"The accident didn't happen last time. Besides, the cost is not small. It would be better to save some money if we don't blow it up." Ning Ping responded with a faint smile.

Thinking of the foundation-building elixir in the storage bag, although the furnace was exploding at the moment, my mood improved inexplicably, and I paid for the elixir furnace casually.

"I saw you come in yesterday. This shouldn't be your first pill." A few years later, Zheng Yuanming still remembered Ning Ping. Of course, due to various factors, he never made trouble for Ning Ping again.

Ning Ping's heart moved when he heard this, and he also wanted to ask for advice.

"Yes, I have indeed made a furnace of elixirs, but the quality is not satisfactory. I wanted to adjust it, but the furnace exploded today."

"Oh? What adjustments did you make today? I didn't expect you to be very courageous. Randomly adjusting the alchemy techniques is a taboo in alchemy." Zheng Yuanming's curiosity was immediately aroused.

"When the medicinal liquid was fused, I had previously allowed the medicinal liquid to fuse naturally. Today, I felt that the natural fusion was slow and uneven, so I took the initiative to use Yuan Power to stir to increase the fusion time and effect. Here. ~Then this happened~"

As he spoke, Ning Ping pointed to the alchemy furnace with his still distressed chin.

"No wonder, it's strange that you are so messy and don't explode. Think about it, the power of a batch of medicine is equivalent to almost a year of monks' energy. It's good that you can still stand here safely after the explosion."

Zheng Yuanming was talking, and then he realized that the other party didn't have any damage on his body. He was very impressed by this, and he was also impressed by the other party's courage to try, and he also successfully made a batch of elixirs. There was also a subtle change in my heart.

Seeing that the other party probably had more to say, Ning Ping, who had a blushing face, continued to listen.

"You are indeed right to think so, and basically every alchemist does this, but this requires inherited alchemy techniques and a long period of alchemy experience to be foolproof. I didn't expect that you are making alchemy for the first time today. How dare you act like this."

Ning Ping also suddenly realized at this time, recalling the unique alchemy techniques mentioned in many books, they must be referring to what the other party said. Moreover, these so-called techniques are included in all aspects of alchemy.

Originally, Ning Ping thought that the so-called technique refers to the habit of an alchemist, but who knows that it contains unique techniques.

Seeing Ning Ping deep in thought, Zheng Yuanming finally got over the addiction of being a teacher, and felt a sense of elation in his heart, forgetting some of the unpleasant moments before.

"Haha, practice more. It's best to get guidance from a master. You must know that this alchemy method is inherited in an orderly manner." After saying this, Zheng Yuanming waved his sleeves and turned around to leave.

"Thank you~" Ning Ping was deeply moved by Zheng Yuanming's change of attitude. There really weren't many truly ignorant people in this world of monks.

From the complacent words of the other party, it seems that he has been relieved of some of the previous nastiness, and now there is a vague sense of intimacy. It is better to win over someone who may become an alchemist in the future than to become a rival, and it can bring more benefits to oneself. come unexpected benefits.

Now it's not like Ning Ping didn't understand anything at the beginning. It's already good to be able to successfully refine the elixir, just like Yang Qizheng before.

Putting aside these messy thoughts, Ning Ping started thinking hard again. He had no idea about the technique he mentioned just now. What technique did it come from? After thinking about it, he realized that this so-called technique must be to make the energy fluctuations in the medicine liquid more peaceful and more even when it was fused.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping started to get busy again.

This time, he even whimsically incorporated some soul power into it, just to ensure that he could sense the subtle changes in the medicine liquid during the subtle control.

This was another attempt after refining the medicine liquid last time. Without the guidance of others, Ning Ping had to do this for now.

Ning Ping endured the pain in the depths of his soul under the scorching heat. He saw that in the fused medicine liquid, the soul power penetrated like a clever brush, constantly sketching in the medicine liquid, and with each stroke, it drove different medicine liquids to bring up countless subtle tentacles, and then quickly merged.

Under such intervention, the fusion speed of the medicinal liquids was indeed much faster, and the chaotic fluctuations caused by it were always controlled within a certain tolerable range.

Then the alchemy was completed in one go, and another furnace of elixirs was refined. A careful count showed that there were 6 elixirs.

Ning Ping was overjoyed. This small change brought unexpected results. If the performance was stable and the medicinal power could be improved, he could even participate in the assessment of the second-level alchemist.

Being able to obtain the title of alchemist is a qualitative leap for an individual. In this way, the thinking and improvement of other links of alchemy became more eager.