The Path to Becoming Immortal

"You just left like this..." Mr. Hu's voice came out casually.

"Oh? Isn't there any good stuff left?"

When Ning Ping heard this, he immediately became energetic. After looking around, he looked directly at the burning flame.

"Hehe, even if you are a bit clever, I'm afraid everything here combined is not as valuable as this flame."

Mr. Hu chuckled, very satisfied with Ning Ping's reaction.

"Is there anything special about it?" Ning Ping looked around the flame carefully.

I didn't pay attention before, but I also made the mistake of being dark under the lamp.

But after Mr. Hu reminded him, he immediately realized that this flame was not the existence of the earth fire.

"Everything in the world has Yin and Yang, and the same is true for fire."

"The ever-growing sun above our heads is the true fire of the sun, and the corresponding one is called the true fire of taiyin, which is also collectively called fire."

"The biggest difference between this fire and ordinary fire is that it is self-generated, endless, and immortal."

Ning Ping's heart suddenly moved, and he thought of the fire spirit he had swallowed.

"Mr. Hu, what does the Fire Spirit have to do with this?"

When Mr. Hu heard this, he was slightly startled and shook his head helplessly.

"I'm telling you, you're just lucky, kid. Not surprisingly, your fire essence was also developed from a trace of fire by chance. It finally opened up your spiritual intelligence, which is also an extremely rare thing."

"But the current fire has been refined by others, but there is no possibility of giving birth to spiritual intelligence."

"For alchemy and weapon refining, it is also perfect as a fire source."

Hearing that it was so precious, Ning Ping was greatly moved, but then he was faced with the dilemma of how to collect it.

He also took out some magic weapons to try, but as soon as he got close, they were refined into a pool of molten iron.

"Can you please use your brain and just connect the pot? Do you think this is an ordinary thing?"

Seeing Ning Ping scratching his head and ears anxiously, Mr. Hu hated him for not arguing.

"Hehe... Having an old man in the family is like having a treasure. Without Mr. Hu here, I don't know how many benefits I would miss."

A high hat was thrown out calmly, when Mr. Hu was dizzy.

Ning Ping took action one after another and moved the furnace and anvil to Tianyan space one by one.

As soon as the furnace entered the Tianyan space, the temperature of the entire Tianyan space immediately became hot.

With a thought, another house appeared, and then all the items for refining the weapon were put into it, and the Tianyan space returned to normal.

Seeing that Ning Ping was busy, Mr. Hu stared at the furnace and continued.

"Did you see some fine metal sand around the furnace?"

Ning Ping took a closer look after hearing this, and sure enough, surrounding the flame, he found some fine sand particles with a metallic luster.

I also vaguely noticed a familiar feeling in it, but I couldn't recall it after looking carefully.

When Mr. Hu saw Ning Ping, he seemed to have thought of something. He smiled slightly and took a pile of fine sand-like soil from the Tianyan space.

"Look, is it similar to this thing? It's just a different color."

Looking at those ice crystal-like sand grains, Ning Ping's heart suddenly moved. No wonder he felt familiar.

This thing was an unknown thing found at the bottom of the Cold Pond in the Spiritual Medicine Valley in Guangming City. At that time, I just thought it was unusual and collected it on purpose.

"What is this?" Although he was familiar with it, Ning Ping couldn't name it.

"This is collectively called breath soil, which contains the origin of soil. It has five attributes: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth."

"And the two types at the moment are water-based soil and metal-based soil."

"Oh...that's it!" Ning Ping suddenly realized. No wonder the two have similar auras, but the feelings are completely different.

"Then what's the use of this?" Since Mr. Hu recognized it, he must also know its purpose.

"It is useful for refining some high-level magic weapons, but the greatest use is to collect the breath soil with five attributes, which can perform miraculous effects."

"Oh? I wonder what the miraculous effect is?" Ning Ping suddenly became energetic and slowly understood in his heart.

"Since it is called soil, it is the source of all things, and if all five attributes are present, it can claim to be one body, capable of nurturing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and nourishing all things in heaven and earth."

"Aren't you planning to open a medicine garden in this Tianyan space? If you can gather the five attributes of breath soil, it would be perfect."

Hearing this, Ning Ping's eyes suddenly lit up, but there are only two types at present, and the rest came from nowhere.

"in addition……"

"Don't ask me if there are three more kinds. These rare things in the world are all about chance. If you have the chance, you can get them."

Before Ning Ping could ask, Mr. Hu seemed to have guessed it and immediately stopped the conversation.

With a trace of regret, Ning Ping swept away everything in the secret room on a whim, including the shelves where the refining materials were originally placed, and moved them all to Tianyan space.

After missing nothing, he returned to the outside of the house, and Ning Ping took a leisurely look around.

"Huh..." There was an open space inside, which was obviously a place where waste was placed.

But many of the waste residues are materials that Ning Ping can recognize.

Purple iron, star pattern steel, red blood copper...

Countless weapon refining materials that are extremely precious in the world of cultivation are thrown here like waste.

Although these materials are all lumped together with the waste residue, they are still the same after smelting.

They were trash in the eyes of the immortals, but now they are all treasures to me.

"Ah... such a waste!"

Ning Ping was not polite at all, and did not dislike it at all.

In one breath, he stuffed all this pile of garbage into the Tianyan space as if it were treasure.

"Hehe, well done, cultivators should also be frugal..."

Amid Hu Lao's praise, Ning Ping carefully checked to make sure there was nothing missing before walking out.

…………

The higher he went, the more strange Ning Ping felt.

That is, the power of the restrictions along the way seemed to have weakened a lot, and the higher he went, the more obvious this feeling became.

Could it be because the stone tablet of Wuhui Valley was destroyed before? But it doesn't feel like the center of the formation.

After a long time, when Ning Ping carefully came to the Sutra Pavilion again, he found that the restrictions here still existed.

"I don't know where she went?" Using his spiritual sense to explore the formation, he found that there was no one inside, and Ning Ping suddenly realized.

"Hmph~ Yu Tianming, don't fall into my hands next time, I'll settle the score with you!"

Staring at the edge of the abyss where he once jumped, Ning Ping was furious.

It seemed that nothing good had happened to him since he met this guy.

Ning Ping's mind moved, his body turned into nothingness, and he continued to walk up from the other side.