The Path to Immortality

"Fellow Taoist, don't panic. Please listen to what I have to say. Although this quota of spiritual pool has been promised to others by Liu Zhangyuan of the Taoist Academy, the matter has not yet been determined. As long as fellow Taoist is willing to pay an extra amount of spiritual stones, I will Then I can confidently persuade Liu Zhangyuan to relent and let him give his place to you again."

Ding Shuo said sincerely, as if he was truly willing to help.

Sure enough, you saw me coming from out of town and wanted to try to kill you, right?

Fang Ping sneered in his heart, not being fooled at all: "Thank you so much, Master Ding, for your kindness. You and I are strangers, so why bother bothering Master Ding? No need!"

Ding Shuo refused to give up and wanted to help Fang Ping no matter what.

"What are you talking about, fellow Taoist! What we as Taoists say is that we are eager for justice and love justice. Besides, I hit it off with my fellow Taoist, so what's the matter with helping me? I only need to pay eight more... No, only seven hundred Lingshi, I can help fellow Taoist solve this matter."

Seeing how shameless the deputy headmaster was, Fang Ping sighed helplessly: "But, headmaster Ding, I only have five hundred spirit stones left on my body, not even one more."

Five hundred spirit stones!

This is the average price of spiritual pool places sold by Jinghu Taoist Temple in the past, and it is also the information that Fang Ping obtained from Taoist Yuanxin after spending a little "tea money".

This person makes a living by selling information and doing brokerage business. I believe he won't lie about such a trivial matter to avoid damaging his reputation.

Hearing Fang Ping say this number, Ding Shuo's expression changed several times and became a little ugly.

He snorted, all the pretense on his face disappeared, and said displeasedly: "Since fellow Taoists have known it for a long time, why didn't you make it clear from the beginning? Why waste so much words?"

Fang Ping laughed inwardly. He didn't know that the deputy commander could be so greedy, and he would start talking like a lion when meeting him.

He immediately said: "How? Five hundred spirit stones, will Ding Zhangyuan sell them?"

"Sell!"

No matter how unhappy you are, you will still have to do business.

Whoever negotiates this deal will get a 10% bonus when dividing the spiritual stones in Jinghu Taoist Temple. Naturally, Ding Shuo agreed without hesitation.

After paying a deposit of one hundred spirit stones in advance, the two parties agreed that in the middle of the night three days later, the spirit pool could be borrowed for one night.

If there is a delay due to not having the elixir ready or for any other reason, Jinghu Taoist Temple will not be responsible.

………

Three days later.

late at night.

In the name of visiting a friend, Fang Ping paid a visit to Ding Shuo, the vice-president, overnight.

Similar to selling places in the spiritual pool, Jinghu Taoist Temple has done so at least a dozen times. There is already a set of procedures for how to distribute and arrange things.

There was no bloody incident where another buyer happened to buy a place in the spiritual pool, which would cause further trouble.

Under Ding Shuo's personal leadership, Fang Ping followed a path around the front yard of Jinghu Lake and came to a cliff in the back mountain.

With the help of the starlight in the sky, Fang Ping saw a cave entrance about two feet high on the cliff covered with vines.

When he arrived here, Fang Ping clearly felt that the spiritual energy was a little more intense, and his own energy and blood were also much more active. His whole person felt indescribably relaxed.

"As expected of a spiritual place born and raised!"

Fang Ping couldn't help but secretly praise him.

Ding Shuo was also quite proud. More than two hundred years ago, the founder of Jinghu Taoist Temple chose this place mainly because of this natural spiritual pond.

"The spiritual pond is just ahead."

Under his guidance, the two walked along the deep cave for more than ten feet, and at the end they saw a spiritual pool located in a large stalactite.

The area of ​​the spiritual pool is not large, only a few feet wide and waist deep.

The emerald green pool water contains rich spiritual energy and the essence of the earth's veins from the ground. It slowly exudes dense mist, rolling and rising from time to time, and the atmosphere is extraordinary.

"This is the spiritual pond of our Jinghu Taoist Temple. You can do what you want before dawn, but you must not damage the spiritual pond, otherwise you will have to pay compensation according to the price."

After saying that, Ding Shuo looked at Fang Ping and gave him a clear look.

Fang Ping understood and immediately paid the remaining four hundred spirit stones.

After the count was correct, Ding Shuo simply turned around and left.

Before walking out of the cave, he did not forget to make a magic spell to help Fang Ping close the stone door at the entrance of the cave to avoid being disturbed.

Tempering the body in the spiritual pool is a slow process that does not require full concentration to maintain, and can be stopped at will during the period.

Because of this, Fang Ping was not worried about safety issues.

But just in case, after Ding Shuo left, he took out the mysterious formation that he had refined by himself from his storage bag and arranged it around the spiritual pool.

If something unexpected happens, having a layer of formation to cover it up can buy you a little more time.

After making the necessary preparations, Fang Ping came to the side of the spirit pool and began to prepare the gold paste and jade liquid necessary for body tempering in the spirit pool.

First, the medicinal materials prepared in advance were thrown into the Yuan Cauldron one by one, and a large ball of water from the spiritual pool was rolled up using the magic formula and added to the cauldron.

Then, he started refining according to the mixing method found in the Neimen Sutra Pavilion.

The preparation of gold paste and jade liquid is not difficult, it is similar to refining Bigu Pill.

Under Fang Ping's control, the medicinal power of each medicinal material was quickly extracted and blended into the water of the spiritual pool.

A quarter of an hour later, the medicinal liquid in the cauldron was very different from before.

After calculating the timing, Fang Ping took out the core material from the storage bag - Thousand-Year Stone Stalactite!

Without this crucial step, no matter how many elixirs were used before, it would not be possible to refine the real golden paste and jade liquid to maximize the body-tempering baptism effect of the spiritual pool.

With his superb alchemy attainments, Fang Pingping steadily controlled the heat and quickly completed the final fusion of medicinal properties.

At this time, the total amount of spiritual liquid in the Yuan Ding was less than half of the previous amount. From the initial emerald green pool water, it turned into milky white with a hint of dark gold, which contained extremely rich vitality.

Because there was no need to make a pill, Fang Ping stopped refining at this step.

The moment the invisible restriction in the Yuan Ding ended, the tempting aroma immediately gushed out of the Ding, making Fang Ping feel a kind of "hunger" from the bottom of his heart.

He resisted the urge to drink up the spiritual liquid in the Ding, urged the Yuan Ding, and poured the prepared golden juice and jade liquid evenly into the spiritual pool.

The golden juice and jade liquid further merged with the rich essence of the earth veins contained in the spiritual pool. Under the agitation of the medicinal power, the water in the entire spiritual pool seemed to be boiled, making a gurgling sound. There were also various auspicious visions, which gathered and dispersed on the spiritual pool with the mist, making this place look like a fairyland.

This was the jade liquid prepared by the century-old stalactite, a wonder that could never appear.

Fang Ping took a deep breath, put his robe into the storage bag, and jumped into the spirit pool.

The water in the pool was too shallow. In order to ensure the uniform tempering of his body, he sat cross-legged in the center of the spirit pool, used a breath-holding technique, and submerged his entire body under the water of the spirit pool.

In the first few breaths, Fang Ping only felt a slight coolness.

But as the golden juice and the essence of the earth veins penetrated into his body from his skin, this cool feeling quickly dissipated.

A pure medicinal power and a scalding heat flow that made his blood boil began to flow through his body.

Fang Ping felt as if he was in a steamer, and his body was extremely hot.

"The effect of this thousand-year-old stalactite from Taoist Tianluo is a bit too good!"

Instead of being surprised, he was delighted and ran the [Purple Yang Sutra] with all his strength, actively accelerating the process of tempering his body.

Spirit Pool

Spirit Pool