The Path to Immortality

Two days later at noon.

While Fang Ping was immersed in the process of refining the Spiritual Essence Returning Beast Pill, an old man with a somewhat indifferent expression harnessed the escaping light and landed outside Fang Ping's third-level cave.

Being disturbed by the arrival, Fang Ping finally remembered that it was the second-level spirit planter whom the Wu family had found for him.

He immediately put away the Yuan Ding, stood up, opened the cave's ban, and let in the old man who called himself Lu Xianhui.

"This fellow Taoist is Alchemist Liu, right? The old man Lu Xianhui was invited by the Wu family to help fellow Taoist transplant the second-level spiritual plant. Don't worry, I understand all the rules and I promise not to leak a word."

As soon as they entered the courtyard, the old man explained his intention in one breath.

Seeing that he was looking intently, as if he didn't care about the courtyard of the third-level cave, and just wanted to complete the task and leave quickly, Fang Ping couldn't help but be very satisfied with the candidate.

After a moment of negotiation.

While the old man signed the secret-keeping contract, Fang Ping suddenly activated the [Soul Forbidden Technique], relying on his tyrannical consciousness to secretly set up a restriction in his sea of ​​consciousness.

As long as this old man doesn't try to reveal the news about the second-level Bodhi tree, there will be no impact.

Otherwise, Fang Ping can only feel sorry for him...

Lu Xianhui was only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and his magic power and spiritual consciousness were at ordinary levels, even slightly weaker than normal monks of the same realm. He did not notice that he was momentarily absent-minded, nor did he notice any abnormalities.

After signing the contract, he said to Fang Ping with a little curiosity: "Now can you tell me what kind of spiritual plant is going to be transplanted?"

Ordinary second-level spiritual plants shouldn't be so cautious, right?

After all, the alchemist in front of him is a member of the Alchemy Alliance. It is said that he once killed a late-stage foundation-building monk, which is not comparable to ordinary foundation-building casual cultivators.

Putting away the contract, Fang Ping chuckled, took out the second-level Bodhi tree sealed in an empty blue bottle from the bag, and handed it to the old man.

"Is this...a second-level bodhi tree?"

"The spirit planter who transplanted it was very professional. The spirit plant itself was almost intact."

"If I read it correctly, this object should be an empty blue vase. With it sealed, the vitality of this bodhi tree is also extremely well preserved, without any loss."

"With such perfect preparations, even a first-level spirit transplanter is quite sure that he can transplant it and survive it. With his old methods, it is not an exaggeration to say that he can catch it with his hands."

"And the Bodhi fruit? Judging from its quality, it will only take twenty years at most to mature, right?"

"Tsk tsk!"

As a second-level spiritual plant husband, Lu Xianhui has extraordinary eyesight. He looked at it in wonder and thought to himself, revealing the origin of this spiritual plant. The original indifferent look on his face was replaced by the eagerness to see something he liked.

Although Xihuangzhou is rich in spiritual energy and has no shortage of ordinary elixirs, it also has more high-level monks.

This kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure that can permanently enhance a monk's understanding is no less valuable than on Yunzhou Island because of wider demand.

Almost all Bodhi trees that have appeared in the world in the past were controlled by the Jindan ancestors, sects, and even the Nascent Soul Sect. Ordinary monks are impossible to meet.

Unexpectedly, the alchemist in front of me was lucky enough to get one.

No wonder this man is so careful.

If it really leaks out, I'm afraid the Jindan Patriarchs of the Six Phase Alliance will all covet it.

However, not to mention that Lu Xianhui himself was a man of his duty, but based on Fang Ping's ability, he was not willing to offend such a powerful enemy just for some immediate benefits.

After a little exclamation, he quickly calmed down and got into working mode.

I walked around the spiritual field in the courtyard, pinching the magic formula from time to time, and exploring the most suitable spot for planting this bodhi tree.

After a while, he suddenly stopped at the southwest corner of the spiritual field while mumbling something.

Seeing that this old man was so professional in Lingzhi, Fang Ping relaxed and let the other party do what he did.

………

After being busy for more than an hour.

There is a new second-level spiritual plant in Fang Ping's courtyard.

With the help of his spiritual sense, Fang Ping could clearly feel that this bodhi tree had been perfectly integrated with the earth power and spiritual energy circulation in this spiritual land, as if it had grown here from the beginning.

"Yes, Mr. Lu's ability is indeed reassuring."

After praising the other party, Fang Ping once again presented a bag of spirit stones as a thank you gift, and then sent the cheerful old man away.

Seeing the only outsider leaving, Dahei emerged from the spirit beast bag.

It curiously circled around the second-level Bodhi tree. When it noticed something, it swung its tail and instinctively formed a small cloud and rain technique, causing a piece of spiritual rain to fall.

Moistened by this spiritual rain, the Bodhi tree becomes more green and full of vitality.

"Well done, I'll leave this tree to you to take care of!" Fang Ping patted Dahei's dragon head: "If you take good care of it, I'll reward you with a treasure later!"

Hearing that his master had something good to reward him, Dahei's face immediately became more energetic and he let out a roar.

Seeing this, Fang Ping turned around and left with satisfaction.

But after taking a few steps, he circled back again.

He took out a formation from the bag that could shield outsiders from detection, and skillfully laid it out around the Bodhi tree.

As the formation flags lit up, activating the power of heaven and earth, illusory lights and shadows were generated, making the vicinity of the Bodhi tree quietly disappear from the air. No abnormalities could be seen anymore. Fang Ping completely relaxed and walked back to the cave with his hands behind his back.

If the Bodhi Fruit could mature immediately, it would definitely be much easier to figure out and refine the Spiritual Essence Returning Beast Pill now.

Fortunately, he can still afford to wait for only twenty years!

………

Two months passed in a flash.

The flow of people and subsequent impacts brought by the alchemy meeting to the Xianzhou market finally gradually returned to normal.

The many forces that surrounded the Wuchen Alchemy Pavilion and tried to win over Fang Ping gradually dispersed when they did not see the real body appear, or found others.

As for the few forces worth making friends with, although Fang Ping was busy with the alchemy and could not entertain them personally, he also took the time to send a communication talisman and gave a formal response. There is always a chance to contact again in the future.

As for the Lingyuan Returning Beast Pill, after two months of continuous backtracking, attempts and speculation, it finally approached the final stage of refining with repeated advancement.

After all, Fang Ping did not seek to fully master the refining of this kind of pill, nor did he need to ensure a sufficient success rate. He just needed to refine a furnace of relatively perfect spiritual pills.

In this case, two months, nearly two hundred trials and errors, and uninterrupted backtracking were more than enough.

Finally, after the 195th retracing!

After nearly eight hours of refining, the dragon blood golden lotus in the Yuan Ding was almost completely integrated into the liquid medicine.

At this point, the long period of conflict between medicinal properties was finally over, and there was only one step left to refine this elixir.

Fang Ping suppressed the fatigue, exhaustion and a little excitement in his heart for two months, and concentrated on controlling the true fire, slowly entering the final stage of condensing the liquid into a pill.