When the furnace was raised again, Ning Ping was afraid that it might last too long, so he took out the sound transmission talisman and told Shen Qingyao. The sound transmission talisman was made by Shen Qingyao, and Ning Ping felt that it was extremely magical. Other talismans were easy to understand, but this sound transmission talisman was indeed extremely magical. As long as you think about the other person's voice and appearance after activating the sound transmission talisman, you can directly transmit what you want to say to the other person. It was not until later that Ning Ping knew that this was a kind of soul mark that the cultivator could let others know, and it was because of this sound transmission talisman that the message could be accurately transmitted. Of course, if the cultivator did not want to receive a certain message, it could be easily stopped by turning off the characteristics of this soul mark. In a blink of an eye, a few days passed. After mastering the fusion link after several furnaces, Ning Ping also began to prepare for other attempts. Ning Ping silently took out a Bigu Pill and threw it into his mouth. The next step he was going to try was the Dan-making stage, which he felt had a lot of room for improvement. He had not yet gained much insight into the Dan-dividing and Dan-condensing stages, but he could not wait to try out some of the speculations he had made in the Dan-making stage. Following the steps all the way, he finally came to the Dan-making stage. He saw that the firepower, which was supposed to be weakened, suddenly rose under Ning Ping's control. "Oops, the firepower is too strong." Ning Ping carefully observed the changes in the furnace and felt something was wrong. Ning Ping also increased the suppression and even risked adding soul power to the control. "Boom..." There was a loud noise. As if to cater to what Ning Ping was thinking, with an explosion, the chain reaction could no longer suppress the restlessness in the Dan furnace. When the smoke and dust dissipated, Ning Ping's face turned pale, a touch of bright red oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he felt weak in the depths of his soul.
This is exactly the consequence of trying to suppress it just now. The explosion furnace is not like the time of fusion. The medicinal power is highly condensed now, and it is extremely active after refining to adapt to the absorption of the monks. The result is that the power of the explosion furnace is becoming more and more intense. Ning Ping had no choice but to temporarily interrupt the alchemy and pay the loss in tears. It was already late outside, and then a feeling of fatigue came over him, so he prepared to go back to the courtyard to recover. When he was about to reach the door of the courtyard, he saw a small black shadow curled up on the side. He looked closely and found that it was the little girl Qingqing. Ning Ping smiled slightly, waved his hand and a gentle Yuanli brushed over. "Ah~ Brother, you are back." Qingqing woke up and turned her head to see, and immediately shouted happily. "Didn't I tell you not to wait long?" Ning Ping stood still and said softly. Qingqing stuck out her tongue lightly, looking embarrassed: "Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep while waiting." "Don't wait for a long time next time. Why are there spiritual medicines today?" Ning Ping knew that she would not wait here for a long time for no reason. "Yeah, I just picked two today." Qingqing looked up, her face full of pride. It seems that her luck today is really good. Later, Ning Ping learned that when they were out, they basically borrowed storage bags from people they knew to store spiritual medicines to keep them fresh, and then processed them after returning, and paid some rewards to others accordingly. "Not bad, here are the spiritual stones for you, go back early." Ning Ping reached out and rubbed her little head, and handed over two spiritual stones. "Thank you, brother, then I'll leave." Qingqing took the spiritual stones and jumped away happily. Ning Ping looked at Qingqing's happy appearance, smiled slightly, and walked into the courtyard. "Ning Ping, who was outside just now?" As soon as he entered the main house, Shen Qingyao happened to be there, so he asked out loud. So Ning Ping told the whole story. "Alas, it's also a miserable life." After hearing this, Shen Qingyao knew the hardships of survival in the past few years. If the two of them hadn't had some skills, it would be difficult to gain a foothold in Guangming City. "Help as much as you can, it won't be a big loss for us." "Well, I'm often at home anyway, so I'll just take it first in the future, so that she, a little girl, won't have to wait." "Sister Qing~ Look, this is for you." With an excited look on his face, he gently placed a bottle of Zengyuan Dan in front of Shen Qingyao.
Ning Ping had no objection to Shen Qingyao's statement, but in a moment he thought of the successful refining of the alchemy. "Ah~ You really refined it, I knew my brother Ning was the best." Shen Qingyao was immediately very excited when she saw it, and she grabbed the bottle of pills in her hand and couldn't let it go. "That's~ Don't you see who I am, I'm Ning Ping~ A different existence." Ning Ping was very satisfied with Shen Qingyao's performance, and couldn't help but feel complacent. "Okay, I know you are the best in Guangming City. I will cook you a delicious meal. I bought the most tender saber-toothed tiger meat." Shen Qingyao's eyes were inexplicably misty, and she was in a very happy mood. Ning Ping could also understand what Shen Qingyao was thinking at this moment, and it was a feeling that she had finally made it. After a delicious meal, Ning Ping went back to his room to recover with emotion. After several days of continuous relaxation, the consumption and damage of the soul were almost recovered, and he continued to invest in alchemy. In the following period of time, after repeated attempts, the performance finally gradually stabilized, and the furnace explosion became less and less. Ning Ping carefully observed the changes in the furnace. At this moment, it was the most critical time for the formation of the elixir. With a finger, the flame under the furnace suddenly increased. Less than two breaths had passed, but Ning Ping instantly extinguished the ground fire completely. At this moment, the Zengyuan Pill in the pill furnace was suddenly heated up, and the temperature suddenly increased. The flame went out when the temperature inside the pill also increased. Then the temperature inside and outside the pill remained the same. At this moment, the pill became unusually stable. Only two pills burst out with two slight cracks when they were completely solidified. Eight pills were made, and the medicinal power reached 60%. Ning Ping breathed a sigh of relief. For the two pills that were eventually wasted, Ning Ping carefully checked and vaguely knew the reason. It was still the old problem that the medicinal power was unbalanced. Then Ning Ping carefully deduced that the fusion link was the limit of his ability, and there seemed to be no big problem in other links. In fact, based on Ning Ping's current performance, it was already very good for him to reach this level after such a solo comprehension. You should know that Yang Qizhen had been immersed in it for many years and could not reach such a state. Ning Ping could vaguely perceive that this was the benefit brought by his powerful soul. Finally, Ning Ping remembered the mixing method mentioned in a book. The so-called mixing method refers to the fact that during the refining stage, the spiritual medicines are not refined into liquid medicine separately, but are put into the alchemy furnace one after another according to the characteristics of each spiritual medicine and the length of refining time. Finally, they are directly refined together in the alchemy furnace and then directly fused.