The Path to Becoming Immortal

Can we use the alchemy to play its role in future confrontations!

In fact, this can also be a direction for thinking.

As soon as this thought came to mind, Ning Ping's eyes lit up slightly.

But after thinking for a while, he frowned slightly unconsciously.

A good cook cannot cook without rice. If you want to refine an elixir that can play a miraculous role.

Then the spiritual medicine has become the top priority.

But the problem is that many spiritual medicines in this world do not exist.

Li'e Pill! This is exactly the direction Ning Ping is thinking about.

Can it be replaced by other elixirs? Thinking of this, Ning Ping's eyes lit up again.

Unconsciously, a soul was involuntarily in the Tianyan space and began to deduce the feasibility of this.

It is already extremely difficult to deduce the recipe of Li'e Pill, and now it is simply an unimaginable goal to change the recipe on this basis.

For a moment, Ning Ping's face changed unpredictably.

He originally did not intend to practice, but he fell into a state of practice without knowing it.

Su Yijian and several other elders had come quietly many times.

But after noticing from afar that Ning Ping was comprehending something, they did not disturb him.

Ning Ping just sat in the pavilion.

Although there was no sign of practice on his body, if a cultivator with a strong soul could clearly sense the violent soul fluctuations on his body.

Until one day, Ning Ping, who was thinking constantly, suddenly stood up.

A powerful soul fluctuation also swept around violently, shocking the thick fog outside the cliff.

His thin and haggard face was pale, but his eyes were unusually bright.

Because he thought of another way, and it was a way that was very likely to be realized.

At this time, seeing Ning Ping stand up, Su Yijian finally couldn't help but come closer.

"Ning Ping, what can I say to you! This cultivation must be done in moderation. A war has just stopped, and you can't wait to cultivate. It seems diligent, but it is inferior!"

"Haha! Fellow Daoist Su is right! It seems that I am indeed obsessed with appearances!"

Ning Ping laughed happily, and some of the previous boredom disappeared instantly.

He moved slightly in his heart, and it turned out that a whole year had passed since he sat there.

"Hey, did you really gain anything from this cultivation?"

This time, Su Yijian became curious.

"I really didn't gain anything! I can only say that I have some experience!"

Besides being happy, Ning Ping was very frank about his joy.

"Then congratulations!" Su Yijian certainly didn't ask too much about other people's cultivation gains, although he was very curious.

"You came here in a hurry, I'm afraid there is something?" Ning Ping changed the topic and returned to the other party's coming to find him.

"Have you forgotten what we said about building a monument in the Holy Land Academy?"

Su Yijian glanced at the other party unhappily, still thinking about what the other party had just said.

"Oh? They prepared all the materials in such a short time?" Ning Ping raised his eyebrows slightly and got to the point.

"Who said it wasn't? This is a world-famous thing! There is another interesting thing I want to tell you!"

When it came to the main topic, Su Yijian suddenly turned into a ridiculous expression.

"What happened? Could this also cause any changes? I will set off immediately to set up the formation!"

Ning Ping was also confused for a moment, thinking that something was delayed because of himself.

"Change?" Su Yijian heard a strange look on his face again, and shook his head like a rattle.

"That's not the case, but those guys want to engrave the names of all the people who participated in the battle of the Holy Land on it, and compete with those dead for fame!"

"Ah... is there such a thing?" Ning Ping was speechless when he heard it.

His mind turned slightly, and he figured out what those people were thinking.

This is nothing more than "fame".

Then, Su Yijian also roughly recounted some of the things that happened in the cultivation world recently.

It turned out that once the picture of the battle in the Holy Land was announced, the entire cultivation world was boiling.

The reputation of the Holy Land also plummeted, becoming a street rat, and the previous goodwill was instantly gone.

And after this battle, the strength of the entire cultivation world was actually cut in half.

Those who participated in this battle and made great efforts also started to think about it.

That is to leave a name on the monument, which is not only about personal reputation, but also about the future development of their own forces.

Once it was proposed, it was out of control, and they all expressed their agreement.

Even Gu Dang, who was leading this matter, was secretly pushing for it, and the proposal was implemented.

"This is nonsense!" Ning Ping was speechless about this.

However, this is the general trend, and he can't say much.

"Okay, let's go too!"

............

The original holy land has now become a huge construction site.

A huge obelisk of a slightly larger scale now stands on the original teleportation hall.

However, there is a ban on it, making it blurry and unable to see what is inside.

However, at this moment, the construction has obviously stopped, just in accordance with the original agreement, waiting for Ning Ping to set up the formation.

As soon as he approached, Ning Ping's consciousness keenly discovered that there were many powerful cultivators hiding in the surroundings and the monument.

At this time, those figures also appeared one after another when they noticed the approach of Ning Ping and Su Yijian.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Ning, long time no see!"

Amidst the greetings, a person also came forward enthusiastically, it was Shi Yangxu from Taiqing Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Ning! I'm waiting for you now! Haha!"

"Fellow Daoist Shi, I'm a little late because of a small matter, I hope everyone will forgive me!"

Ning Ping also bowed to everyone one by one.

"Not late, not late, just in time!" Shi Yangxu didn't know why, but he changed his previous indifference and became warm.

"Look, how to act next, the foundation has been built, and it's your turn next!"

Shi Yangxu made way and stood with Ning Ping, revealing the majestic monument behind him.

When he got closer, Ning Ping looked at it carefully.

The monument was hundreds of feet high, reaching into the sky.

The teleportation hall below had been demolished, and there was an empty square of dozens of miles around, guarding the monument in the center supported by a huge stone platform.

The temporary restrictions on it certainly could not prevent Ning Ping's spiritual sense from exploring.

Ning Ping's eyes flickered, and the patterns carved on the monument were reflected in his eyes one by one.

His face gradually turned solemn.