No one really thinks cultivating immortality is difficult, right?

The Great Prison Demon frowned and said.

"Can you beat me?"

Ye Ping asked directly.

"I used to be able to defeat him, but now I can't."

The Great Prison Demon answered directly, but when he saw Ye Ping frowning, he couldn't help but explain quickly.

"Goddess, I really didn't lie to you. The golden hoop on my head limits my strength. Although this golden hoop helps me eliminate resentment, it also weakens my strength."

"How about this, Immortal, you remove my golden hoop and I will help you deal with them."

It is not known whether what the Great Prison Demon said is true or false.

Ye Ping was also unsure, but it was impossible to remove the golden hoop. It was easy to remove but difficult to put on.

"I'm telling you the truth. If I die, the golden hoop on your head will also kill you. You decide for yourself."

Ye Ping spoke, he was very direct, it was impossible for him to remove the golden hoop, they had to die together.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the Great Prison Demon's face turned as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

"If you can't beat him, run away."

The Great Prison Demon directly grabbed Ye Ping and Xia Qingmo and disappeared on the spot without saying a word.

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator. Although his strength is suppressed by the golden hoop, he still has no problem teleporting.

"To the south."

Ye Ping spoke, Qingyun Taoist Sect is in the south.

It’s not safe anywhere right now, so we might as well go back to the sect first.

"it is good."

The Great Prison Demon teleported directly to the south.

In an instant, he appeared three thousand miles away.

This is the terrifying thing about Nascent Soul cultivators. They can use sword-controlling techniques and teleportation formations to teleport thousands of miles away with just a thought.

Beings of this level can summon wind, thunder, rain and lightning with a wave of their hands and feet. A punch can shatter a mountain range. If they start a fight, an entire country will be destroyed.

Therefore, battles between Nascent Soul cultivators are often restricted and often attract countless attention.

Half an hour later.

Dozens of figures appeared here.

These are all disciples of the Demon God Cult.

They looked around and soon found something.

"Damn it, the Ghost King has been born, the Tenth Princess of Daxia might have been eaten by the Ghost King."

Someone spoke up and couldn't help but say this as he looked at the broken stone tablet.

"It's really damnable. If the Tenth Princess' whereabouts are unknown, we will not be able to report to the emperor, and the King of France will definitely blame us."

"Go find this ghost king. Whether the tenth princess is dead or alive, we must confirm it with our own eyes."

"Yes."

Discussions started.

When they arrived here, they immediately thought that Xia Qingmo was buried here. After all, even they did not dare to confront a ghost king in the Nascent Soul stage.

Just like that, less than half an hour later.

Dozens of figures appeared again. They were all enlightened masters. They were trying to convert the resentful souls and checking the situation. After they found that the Ghost King had disappeared, their faces turned extremely ugly.

Soon, the news spread throughout the State of Jin, and the powerful and senior officials of the State of Jin also knew about it at the first time.

Without any nonsense, the State of Jin immediately issued an iron order, and the five major military camps and garrisons in ancient cities across the country were fully assembled to search everywhere for the whereabouts of the Ghost King of Linhe.

They couldn't just leave a ghost king outside. After all, this ghost king had caused great trauma to the State of Jin hundreds of years ago. His strength would surely increase greatly when he came out this time. By then, with the strength of the State of Jin, it would be difficult to suppress him.

And at this moment.

Inside the Jin Palace.

The King of Jin sat in the main hall, looking at the pill in Li Mocheng's hand with shock on his face.

"Is there really a non-toxic pill in this world?"

The king of Jin swallowed his saliva. As the king of Jin, he had experienced many ups and downs in his life.

He had seen a lot of great things in the world, but when he faced the non-toxic pill, he was shocked, completely shocked.

Even when someone just reported that the Ghost King of Linhe Ghost Tomb had been born, he was not shocked at all.

Just because of the non-toxic pill.

"Your Majesty, this non-toxic pill was made by Ye Ping himself. Elder Xu Chang saw it with his own eyes, and the other new disciples also witnessed it. This cannot be fake."

Li Mocheng said seriously, with a serious face.

“Can it be mass-produced?”

The King of Jin continued to ask.

"In theory, yes, but according to Ye Ping, refining non-toxic pills requires pure spiritual energy between heaven and earth. So refining pills does not require medicinal materials, but requires a large amount of spiritual stones, allowing the alchemist to continuously restore mana and guide the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to refine pills."

"Secondly, a Foundation Establishment Alchemist can only refine a hundred Qi and Blood Pills a day."

Li Mocheng stated the general idea and informed the other party.

After hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed across the eyes of the King of Jin.

Although this is mass production, it is not true mass production. Alchemists at the Foundation Establishment stage are not very rare, but for the State of Jin, there are not many of them either.

A foundation-building alchemist can make a hundred non-toxic Qi and Blood Pills a day. Even ten thousand foundation-building alchemists can barely meet the needs of the entire Jin army.

But it is really hard to find ten thousand foundation-building alchemists. To refine this kind of elixir, one must be a true Jin cultivator, not a disciple from other sects.

Otherwise, once the news got out, the Great Xia Dynasty would directly cause trouble for the Jin State without waiting for the other four dynasties to do so.

Thinking of this, the King of Jin's brain began to work rapidly. He was calculating a method that would bring the greatest benefit to Jin.

Finally, the king of Jin thought of it.

"Are you willing to hand over this alchemy technique, Ye Ping?"

The King of Jin asked.

"Ye Ping said that we have to ask his senior brother. If his senior brother is willing to hand it over, then we can do so."

Li Mocheng said truthfully.

But at the end, he continued, "But I heard that Ye Ping has a very good relationship with the prince. Otherwise, let the prince go and plead for him. After all, no one would be willing to ask Ye Ping to hand over the alchemy method for nothing."

"But the prince is different. It is said that he is Ye Ping's apprentice. It is normal for a master to teach his apprentice the art of alchemy. Besides, the prince will surely attend the grand ceremony in the future. If Jin is strong, it will also benefit Ye Ping. What do you think?"

Li Mocheng spoke up. He knew about Ye Ping and Li Yu, so he came up with this idea.

"Yes, indeed."

"I never thought that my useless prince could become a disciple of such a great man. This is a good thing. But Palace Master, I plan to hand over the alchemy method to the Great Xia Dynasty. What do you think?"

The King of Jin nodded. This was the first time he praised Li Yu in front of outsiders.

"All respect for the king's wishes."

Hearing the words of the King of Jin, Li Mocheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was not surprised at all. On the contrary, if the King of Jin wanted to monopolize the alchemy technique, he would be very nervous.

The matter of the non-toxic pill is too big. If the State of Jin really wants to swallow it, it will probably be difficult to do so. Once the news leaks out, the knife of the Great Xia Dynasty will probably fall on the spot.

Before the Jin State rose completely, the Great Xia Dynasty was a colossus. The emperor of Great Xia could destroy ten Jin States with just a thought.

Li Mocheng knew how terrifying the Great Xia Dynasty was.

More than 300 countries combined are not even one-tenth as powerful as the Great Xia Dynasty. This is the horror of the dynasty, its absolute power that ordinary people cannot even imagine.

Therefore, if the non-toxic pill formula is handed over to the Great Xia Dynasty, not only can the Great Xia Dynasty's favor be obtained, but the responsibility for the disappearance of the Great Xia princess in Jin State will also be written off.

For the State of Jin, there are only benefits and no disadvantages.

It is even possible that this recipe would give Jin a chance to become the number one among the ten countries.

As long as the Great Xia Dynasty is willing to support it, it will not be difficult for Jin to become the first among the Ten Kingdoms.

"Well, I will go to the capital of Daxia in person tomorrow. But before I come back, you must guard the academy. This matter must not be spread out. If necessary, even erase the memories of those disciples."

"There must be spies in the Jin State Academy. This matter cannot be taken lightly. If even a little bit of news gets out, it will probably bring about a great disaster. Master, do you understand?"

The king of Jin understood better what the non-toxic pill recipe meant, so he said this.

He would rather erase the disciples' memories and cause damage to their souls than let them spread the news.

"Yes! Please rest assured, Your Majesty."

Li Mocheng nodded, bowed with both hands and said so.

"Okay, you go back."

The King of Jin nodded, and then the hall fell silent.

And at the same time.

Three figures appeared silently in the Baiyun Ancient City.

Chapter 160 The eldest brother returns, and the second brother fails the alchemy test [New book request everything]

Baiyun Ancient City.

In an inn.

Ye Ping and the other two were sitting in the elegant pavilion.

The Great Prison Demon sat opposite Ye Ping with a heavy look on his face. He didn't eat a single bite of the food on the table and felt a little uncomfortable.

Xia Qingmo was fine and ate some.

Ye Ping didn't eat anything. After all, his master had said that one shouldn't eat too many grains or they would affect one's physical condition.

"Princess Qingmo, I've thought about it and I think sending you to Lizhou is definitely not an option. The Demon God Cult is keeping a close eye on you. I'm afraid if we go to Lizhou now, we'll encounter many disasters along the way."

Ye Ping spoke. This was his concern. It was not that he did not want to escort Princess Qing Mo to Lizhou, but looking at the posture of the Demon God Cult, they would definitely ambush on the road.

If we go back now, we will be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.

"But if you are willing, you can seek refuge in my sect. I am not bragging, but my brothers are all peerless masters. Even if the Demon God Cult comes to kill us, they can't cause any trouble."

Ye Ping told his plan to send Xia Qingmo to Lizhou, which was definitely impossible.

But Ye Ping could still take Xia Qingmo to Qingyun Taoist Sect.

This is Ye Ping’s plan.

"A peerless master?"

Xia Qingmo and the Great Prison Demon were both surprised.

"Yes, a peerless master."

Ye Ping said very confidently.

"What do you mean by peerless master? How powerful is he? Immortal, you may not know how powerful the Demon God Cult is."

The most curious one was the Great Prison Demon. To be honest, he had great faith in Ye Ping's methods. He had never seen the golden hoop before, so he naturally believed what Ye Ping said.

"How tall is it?"

Ye Ping took a sip of wine, then said, "My senior brother is a peerless swordsman. With a blade of grass, he can cut down the sun, moon, and stars. How high do you think he is?"

Ye Ping said with great confidence.

After hearing this, the Great Prison Demon's eyes showed shock.

A blade of grass can cut off the sun, moon and stars?

Perhaps for a cultivator who practices Qigong, there is no specific feeling of a blade of grass cutting off the sun, moon and stars, but it just feels very powerful.

But for a Nascent Soul cultivator, it is a very vivid picture to see a blade of grass cutting off the sun, moon and stars.