The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Ning Ping, I didn't expect you to be alive. I haven't seen a single acquaintance in my inquiries for a long time." Hua Wenyao's face was full of true feelings at this moment.

No matter what kind of person he is, he has always been good to Ning Ping, at least much better than some.

"Brother, I didn't expect to meet you again."

"Alas, the sect is gone. From now on, we will call each other brothers, so as not to fall into the ears of those who are interested." After a sigh, he lowered his voice and said, "Do you know who did it?"

"Oh?" Ning Ping had heard about it over the years, but he pretended not to know when he mentioned it.

"The Dragon and Tiger Sect, the leader and the Poison Dragon Sect that was destroyed at the beginning are brothers, but do you know the background of the Dragon and Tiger Sect?"

"How should I know this? Anyway, we are not going to do stupid things like revenge!"

Hua Wenyao secretly looked around and whispered in Ning Ping's ear, "The Yun Family!"

"Ah!" Ning Ping was really surprised at this time.

"You should be more careful in the future."

"Ah, in fact, we are just some insignificant little characters. Even if others know that we are the fish that slipped through the net, it doesn't matter. I guess they are too lazy to bother!" Ning Ping is open-minded.

"You are right about that!"

"By the way, Brother Hua, how did you escape at that time?"

Seeing Ning Ping mention this, Hua Wenyao's face turned slightly red.

It turned out that he surrendered at the first time, and in order to survive, he even offered some of the hidden places he knew one by one, and he also relied on his eloquence to gain a foothold in Guangming City.

Later, he was lucky enough to be selected by the Merchant Alliance, and then stayed in the Merchant Alliance. Unfortunately, in the past two years, the two have never met, which is also related to Ning Ping's hurried movements every time he came.

Then the two continued to chat for a while before separating. Ning Ping was more careful at this moment and never mentioned Shen Qingyao.

Back to the alchemy room, Ning Ping wanted to try to refine the Peiyuan Pill this time. At present, a problem has arisen. He had never seen Yang Qizhen refine it at the beginning.

At this time, the difference between having a master and not having one is fully reflected. With a master, some superficial principles can be understood at a glance, which can prevent oneself from taking detours. Now Ning Ping can only stare at the pill formula and think hard.

This spiritual medicine, the thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng, can be directly refined in the pill furnace, but the Peiyuan Pill is different from other pills in that it involves a variety of ordinary herbs, or medicinal materials with very little spiritual energy, which is why mortals can also take it, and this is exactly what Ning Ping is worried about.

Ordinary medicinal materials cannot be directly put into the pill furnace for direct refining. In that case, without the protection of spiritual energy, they will be instantly turned into ashes by the high temperature in the pill furnace.

Ning Ping looked at the main medicine in the pill formula, Huangjing, and thought of the method of processing nine steaming and nine drying to become the currently usable medicinal material. How to extract the medicinal power in it? Generally, it is boiled in water, but now I need to refine it into a pill.

After thinking for a long time, Ning Ping suddenly brightened up. Since it is boiled in water, then I can wrap it with water and then refine it in the pill furnace. Isn’t it solved?

After the medicinal power is fully integrated into the clear water, the water content is controlled to a certain degree, making it as viscous as liquid medicine, and then it is blended with other medicinal materials for refining.

But the key point is that the temperature needs to be controlled relatively low. If it is too high, the clear water will be vaporized instantly, and even if it is not controlled carefully, it will be charred and lose its medicinal effect.

Other common medicinal materials can also be refined in this way. After carefully deducing and finding it feasible, Ning Ping lit the fire and started working.

After the temperature of the furnace was raised, the difficult-to-refine thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng was put into it and began to be refined. When it was almost refined into liquid medicine, Ning Ping reduced the fire to the minimum to stabilize the temperature in the furnace.

Then the furnace cover was opened, and a clear spring technique was performed with a pinch of the hand. A ball of clear spring suddenly condensed in the air, and then the common medicinal materials on the table were put into it and were completely wrapped by the clear spring.

As soon as the medicinal materials wrapped in the spring entered the furnace, the furnace cover was tightly sealed. Under pressure and high temperature, the spring began to boil after a few breaths, and the color quickly turned brown. The medicinal power of the medicinal materials was also continuously integrated into the spring.

At this moment, in order to ensure that the medicinal materials in the spring were not destroyed, he did not hesitate to use the power of his soul to monitor it carefully and make adjustments in time. The control of temperature and timing was the key.

The thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng liquid continued to be refined at the bottom of the furnace until a certain moment Ning Ping felt that the medicinal power of the medicinal materials was precipitated, and the liquid began to become viscous. He extinguished the earth fire in his heart.

At this moment, the thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng liquid had just been refined and mixed with other liquid medicines. Ning Ping urged his Yuan power to stir the liquid medicine.

The conflict of medicinal power and fierce spiritual fluctuations that were originally expected did not occur, but were very gently fused. Ning Ping thought of the reason immediately. There was no spiritual energy in ordinary medicinal materials, so there would be no conflict.

The medicinal liquid merged very smoothly. After a while, Ning Ping pulled with both hands, and a ball of medicinal liquid was evenly divided into 10 parts, and the pill was divided.

Then, the residual heat and the temperature of the thousand-year spiritual ginseng were used to slowly form the pill.

After a long time, the pill furnace cooled down, and at this moment, there was no accident with the pill, and it was fixed into a pill silently.

Ning Ping was not surprised at all about the situation of getting a full pill. The whole process was too gentle. This must be one of the reasons why mortals can take it. The gentle medicinal effect of nature can be perfectly absorbed by the fragile body of mortals.

There were ten Peiyuan Pills. Ning Ping reached out and took one. He squeezed it and found it was not as hard as other pills. A burst of fragrance emanated from the brown pill.

What Ning Ping didn't know was that if his method was known by other alchemists, they would probably be surprised.

Other alchemists didn't make it like this. Their refining method was more traditional. They first boiled ordinary medicinal materials outside, and finally mixed them with the thousand-year-old ginseng liquid in the pill furnace to complete the last step of refining.

Of course, the most important thing is that other alchemists don't have a tough soul like Ning Ping. The way they control it is to use the power of the soul to finely control their own Yuanli, like remote control.

They will never be as reckless as Ning Ping and directly put the power of the soul into it, otherwise the soul will be damaged and lie down for several months.

What Ning Ping did not expect was that this unintentional act of refining such a low-level elixir this time would have a profound impact on the future alchemy, that is, the indefiniteness of alchemy.

Looking at the results in his hands with joy, Ning Ping also finished today's alchemy. Although it felt very simple to refine, it took almost a whole day. Thinking of trying the effect of taking it, he also finished this time of alchemy.

"Sister Qing, come and try the elixir I refined." As soon as he entered the courtyard, Ning Ping shouted.

"How old are you, and you are still making a fuss, look! It made me waste a talisman." Shen Qingyao helplessly put down the talisman pen in her hand and looked at Ning Ping who rushed like the wind.

"Come on, try it." Ning Ping said, and took out two Peiyuan pills and handed them over. Generally, the effect of taking the second one is negligible, but it doesn't matter for this one he refined. Anyway, the number is enough for two people.