The Path to Becoming Immortal

The "Herbs Illustrated Book" is very detailed, listing the characteristics, applications, and preparation methods of herbs one by one. It is definitely impossible to remember them all in one day. Ning Ping flipped through them quickly and tried to memorize them.

He finished reading the ordinary herbs in the front in a short while, and the spiritual medicines in the back, such as Qianling Grass, Snake Saliva Fruit, Gathering Spirit Grass, Blood Coagulation Grass, and Bone Flower, opened Ning Ping's eyes.

These spiritual medicines are much more demanding in terms of the place where they grow and the climate conditions, and made Ning Ping know that there are so many magical places in the world. For example, the fire spirit root only grows in the lava land that can spit fire underground. Ning Ping has never even heard of such a place.

And the biggest difference from ordinary medicinal materials is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained in them. Ordinary medicinal materials contain very little or no spiritual energy of heaven and earth, while spiritual medicines basically contain it, but the amount is different.

Through some descriptions of the medicinal properties, although there is no mention of elixirs, Ning Ping can also guess the various magical properties of the elixirs taken by those monks, and he has developed an incomparable interest in elixirs. Unfortunately, the current situation can only be buried deep in his heart.

A day passed quickly, and Ning Ping also flipped through the "Herb Illustrated Book" hastily, and he also had an overall impression.

Finally, the busy day ended. After dinner, Ning Ping couldn't wait to continue practicing "Qi Ling Jue", and he didn't know if his meridians would still hurt.

The two took a shower together to wash away the fatigue of the day. Just as they entered the dormitory, a person on the bed next to the door called Guozi.

"Guozi, is it fun to catch insects today? Haha." The person who spoke was Yi Qingsheng, who was beaten with a stick yesterday. At this moment, he was shirtless and showed his thin figure.

"Fun, very leisurely." Guozi replied unhappily.

"I hope you can sleep well at night. Originally, your job was mine, but later I told my senior brother and assigned you to the kitchen. It's really tiring. Hehe!" After saying that, he touched his round belly and looked comfortable.

Later, Ning Ping realized that the kitchen was a lucrative job. Not only was there not much work, there was no risk of responsibility, but he could also steal a lot. Unfortunately, what Ning Ping didn't know was that he had never been assigned to the kitchen again.

After hearing what the other party said, Ning Ping had a new guess about the small conflict that happened yesterday. Maybe it was Senior Brother Hua who instructed him to stir up trouble yesterday, and the purpose was of course to deal with A Long. It can be seen that Senior Brother Hua and Senior Brother Xu didn't have a good relationship.

"Tsk, of course I can sleep well, you grandson." Guozi said and threw the clothes in his hand over and hit the other party.

"Haha..."

But what the two didn't expect was that the bug problem didn't go wrong, but a bigger disaster came.

The two lay on the bed, but Guozi was teased by Yi Qingsheng just now, and his face was full of worry.

"Ning Ping, you said there won't be any longhorn beetles flying over at night, right?"

"It shouldn't be. These insects have their own habits. I guess we are not that unlucky." Ning Ping, who has been living in the village, knows a little about farming and is not that worried.

Speaking of Guozi, his family is actually quite good. His father is a wealthy man and is also a powerful figure in the local area. However, Guozi is the third son of the third wife and is not very well received at home. This is somewhat similar to Ning Ping. In addition to being of similar age, the two can chat very well.

It was also a coincidence that Guozi's father's business also involved medicinal materials. Anyway, Guozi was not happy at home, so he sent him to Nanhua Gate through a tortuous relationship. He also had the idea that Guozi might succeed in awakening his spirit and become a cultivator, and he would have no worries about food and clothing in the future.

In his anxiety, Guozi fell asleep after a while because he was sleepy. Several figures also got up stealthily like last night and walked out. One of them was Yi Qingsheng. Ning Ping could only shake his head and start a new day of practice.

This time it was surprisingly smooth. After a while, he entered the state of practice. The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth was like a naughty elf, continuously integrating into the body. He could faintly feel that the speed of the exercise was a little faster than last night.

The practice continued, but the good times did not last long. Not long after, a muffled thunder sounded, and soon it started to rain in the sky. Ning Ping was also awakened by the muffled thunder. At this time, several black shadows who were supposed to stay outside for a while also came back early. They also looked at Ning Ping who was practicing cross-legged, and muttered something. Now his hearing was much more sensitive, and the faint sound of chatting came over.

"It's a pity that it rained today. I only saw two just now. Their bodies were really white."

"You saw them, but I didn't see anything over there. Do you know who they are?"

"It should be Juanzi and Xiaohong."

"They are just a little small, but their bodies are really white."

"It's good to see something today. Look at how wet you are."

Ning Ping didn't understand the relationship between men and women, and he wasn't interested in it, so he stopped eavesdropping and tried to eliminate the distractions and calm down to continue practicing.

But the weather tonight was really bad. At the beginning, there were sporadic thunders, but soon it became continuous thunders. The rain was getting more and more fierce. Later, there was a strong wind, wind and rain, and heavy rain poured down like it was free.

This situation made Ning Ping completely unable to continue practicing, and he had to fall asleep for a long time with the sound of wind and rain.

The next morning, the sky was clear, and the wind and rain last night had disappeared without a trace, as if they had never come. The air after the heavy rain was also fresher.

However, as they walked to the fields, they saw many herbs that were lying here and there. Gradually, they were no longer happy. Some of the fields were in a mess as if they had been plowed.

"Guozi, do you think the rain last night would have any effect on the Qianling grass?" Ning Ping said with great concern.

"Did it rain heavily last night? It shouldn't have." Guozi blinked his eyes, feeling uncertain.

Ning Ping was speechless. The other party didn't even notice the thunder last night.

"Look... Let's go and have a look." Ning Ping pointed to a field of herbs that he had just passed by, and became even more worried.

The two of them walked faster and faster, and soon they arrived at the Jialiu herbal field. But when they saw the scene in front of them, they suddenly felt panic.

They saw that this small piece of Qianling grass was all lying here and there, and some even fell to the ground. At first glance, they looked listless, and there was no lush greenery like yesterday.

"What should I do, what should I do... It's over, we're done." Guozi kept muttering in great fear.