The Path to Becoming Immortal

Ning Ping's real body suddenly appeared in the alchemy room.

As soon as he appeared, his soul merged into his body in a flash, and then he stared at the alchemy furnace in front of him with excitement.

After more than fifty years, the Evil Pulse Pill, which had been refined with untold hardships, was finally refined.

"Haha, let me see what you are like!"

Ning Ping raised his hand and flicked it gently, and the lid of the alchemy furnace flew open instantly, and then a pill emerged from the alchemy furnace.

Suddenly, a pill emitting a bright white light appeared in front of him.

The pill was the size of a quail egg, and some lines could be seen floating on the surface.

Upon closer inspection, those were not lines at all, but eyes one after another.

These were the spiritual eyes on the spiritual eye bamboo, and at this moment, the spiritual eyes were densely packed all over the pill.

The spiritual eyes on the pill stared around, as if constantly looking for something.

The faint light was also emitted from those spiritual eyes.

The light scattered by a single spiritual eye is very weak, but under the dense spiritual eyes, the pill emits a white light, and even makes people feel like swallowing it.

"Evil Vein Pill!!! I don't know how effective it is..."

Ning Ping looked at the pill in front of him with shining eyes, and his heart was extremely excited and expectant.

But the palpitating feeling faintly came from the pill, so of course he would not swallow it, and he didn't even have the thought of reaching out to touch it.

This pill took more than fifty years to refine, and it was also the pill that took the longest time to refine.

Unfortunately, there is no chance to try it now. Tianyan Space has also evolved. For this pill that is obviously higher than the level of the cultivation world, Ning Ping obviously feels that there is a big difference in the results of the evolution.

Therefore, the true effect of the Evil Vein Pill can only be witnessed when it is used.

Ning Ping raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the only Evil Vein Pill flew into a small jade bottle.

He also carefully put on a ban to prevent the loss of its medicinal effect.

Then he let out a long breath, looked out the window with a vague look, and his heart was surging.

You know, refining this Evil Vein Pill can be said to have overturned many traditional methods of alchemy.

The entire alchemy process, including the pill formula, has also gone through countless years of deduction to achieve the current successful result.

Now thinking about the process of deducing the pill formula, Ning Ping is still very proud of himself.

The first thing to refine is the Heavenly Demon Soul Devouring Grass, which has the effect of shaking will and making people lose their minds.

And the Fallen Flower Condensation is derived from its characteristic of integrating all things, which is also extremely important in this pill.

Not only does the Godly Meteoric Soul-Destroying Fruit that is refined next need the fusion of the Fallen Flower Condensation.

It also has a great effect on the full effectiveness of the Evil Vein Pill. With the addition of the Fallen Flower Condensation, no cultivator can avoid it.

The Godly Meteoric Soul-Destroying Fruit is even more powerful. Except for special bans, no other formation can prevent its penetration and disintegration.

As its name suggests, it is extremely destructive to the soul.

And the soul of the cultivator with holy light is the finishing touch, which is used to guide the influence range of the evil vein pill.

Finally, breaking through the routine, the spiritual eye bamboo refined in the pill condensation stage can make the power of the evil vein pill reach its extreme.

It is to use the spiritual eye on the spiritual eye bamboo, after integrating the holy light, to lock the person with the holy light.

Of course, the specific power of the evil vein pill must be tested in practice to see its true power.

Ning Ping carefully recalled the refining process, with a meaningful smile on his lips, and he was looking forward to it in his heart.

So far, the most important goal of coming to the Ancient Sword Star has been completely achieved.

In short, this trip to the Ancient Sword Star can be said to be full of gains.

Not only did they successfully refine the evil vein pill, but they also harvested the root of the Qiwu tree, which they didn’t know whether it was still useful.

Of course, there is also the comprehension of the Nine-bend Phaseless Formation. At this time, a soul was constantly deducing and comprehending in the Tianyan Ding.

Thinking of the roots of the Qiwu tree, Ning Ping's mind moved, and he came to the medicine garden in a flash.

In a corner of the medicine garden, the roots of the Qiwu tree were buried in the soil.

After a sweep of his spiritual sense, a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

After more than three hundred years, the roots of the Qiwu tree are just like a common dead tree root, exactly the same as when it was planted, without any changes.

If it weren't for the extremely obscure vitality that was still faintly emanating from it, Ning Ping would have doubted whether it had really become a dead thing.

How to make it revitalize and take root and sprout, Ning Ping certainly didn't know.

Many methods of cultivating spiritual medicines have been tried, but there was no effect.

Since Xiu Ran once said that the roots of the Qiwu tree might sprout, it might not be an easy thing.

This also shows that the roots of the Qiwu tree can definitely come back to life, but he doesn't know how.

At that time, I did not ask Xiu Ran. He had obtained the memory of Emperor Qinglan, and in fact, he might know some methods to cultivate the roots of the Qiwu tree.

But at that time, Ning Ping also saw a trace of difficulty in his eyes, so he kept silent about it.

Judging from the living wood forest, I am afraid that the method he knows is not a good one.

Rather than embarrass the other party, I might as well not ask.

Besides, if he really used the method of the living wood forest, Ning Ping would never use it.

This is not because of my soft-heartedness, but because I have to do what I should do and what I shouldn't do!

If I really ascend to the fairyland, with the vastness of the fairyland, I should be able to find a better way if I spend some time thinking about it.

"Ah... they are all a bunch of pitiful people!"

When Ning Ping thought of Huo Mulin in his mind, he naturally thought of the Yanxian Clan.

At this time, Ning Ping suddenly had an idea and thought of something that he had not studied carefully.

So he moved again and came to the study.

He raised his hand and a broken drum on the bookshelf flew in front of him.

This is the Luhuang War Drum that he got from the Treasure Pavilion.

The war drum is now broken. There is a big hole on the two-foot-wide drum body, which runs through the drum head and the drum body to the other side of the drum head.

The drum body is extremely smooth, and there are clear vertical lines on it.

Upon closer inspection, it is obviously made of the ribs of some monsters, which have been tightly arranged, carefully polished and refined, but it still looks a bit rough overall.

The drumhead is also made of some kind of monster skin. Judging from the aura, it should be from the same monster.

Even though many years have passed, the broken drumhead skin is still very tough. Even if I use all my strength, I can't pull it even a little bit.

From this point of view, it is enough to show that this war drum is a rare treasure.

After Ning Ping looked at it repeatedly, he moved his mind and flicked his finger at a slightly better drumhead.

"Dong..."

As a dull sound came out, Ning Ping felt his whole body shaken violently