The reason why Xia Enyuan hated Qin Zhongxi was that he felt that Qin Zhongxi had promised to keep his son, but he broke his promise.
It can also be seen from this that although Xia Enyuan is loyal and honest, he is a bit too extreme and is really not suitable for hanging out in a place like officialdom that eats people without spitting out their bones.
Being able to join the Thousand Households of the Yanzhou Prefecture's Palace of Life is partly due to his talent in martial arts and his rapid improvement in cultivation, but also partly due to the fact that the elders in the family have been overshadowed.
"well......"
He Pingan sighed and prepared to fly away.
"Thank you, senior, for the rescue!"
The governor Qin Zhongxi and Yang Qing had seen He Ping'an saying nothing before and knew that he was deep in thought, so they never dared to disturb him.
Only then did Qin Zhongxi bow and salute.
This old Taoist looked like a mortal, but he managed to restrain a third-grade peak ghost cultivator in just one move. His strength was simply unbelievable.
In Qin Zhongxi's memory, he has only seen the Commander with such strength.
At least he is a high-ranking person...
"No need to be polite."
He Ping'an waved his sleeves and helped the two of them up. After experiencing Xia Enyuan's incident, he was a little disheartened and wanted to leave here, find a clean place, and settle the matter properly.
"Senior, that is the spiritual material that was snatched away by the ghost cultivator just now. Can you..."
Seeing He Ping'an about to put a storage bag into his arms, Yang Qing suddenly spoke.
Qin Zhongxi's expression changed. He was afraid that Yang Qing would anger He Ping'an and cause some trouble, so he quietly tugged on his sleeves, hoping that he would pretend he didn't see him.
Every year, some spiritual materials are lost in the Eternal Life Palace in various places. Moreover, how can we safely resolve the crisis this time? Otherwise, both of them will be dead, and there will be no need to talk about spiritual materials.
But Yang Qing doesn’t think so...
As the saying goes, a gentleman is not afraid. As a fourth-grade Confucian gentleman, he should stand up when faced with such things.
If I lose these spiritual materials, what should I do if the commander punishes me after I return?
The governor was pulling my sleeves from behind, he must be praising me for what I did well...
"Uh...hehe..."
He Ping'an smiled awkwardly, took out the storage bag that had been put in his arms, threw it back to Yang Qing, and then said with a smile: "You little guy is quite interesting."
Qin Zhongxi's face was pale, and he felt that he was about to suffer. He quickly stood in front of Yang Qing, bowed and saluted: "Senior, my subordinate does not understand the rules and has offended you. Please don't mind."
Then he snatched the storage bag from Yang Qing's hand and handed it to He Pingan with both hands: "Thanks to the life-saving grace of senior, I have nothing to repay, so I will give some spiritual materials to senior. Please don't dislike it."
"Then I'll accept it."
"This is not what Pindao forced you to do."
He Ping'an took the storage bag and put it in his arms, laughing softly.
"It doesn't matter, it's an honor for the juniors that the seniors accept it."
"If I hadn't been careless this time and was seriously injured, I would have invited senior to sit in the Hall of Eternal Life."
Qin Zhong was happy to see him accept the storage bag, and he felt relieved.
Seeing this, He Pingan nodded secretly.
This Qin Zhongxi person is quite good. He does not run away alone when encountering an enemy. He dares to take responsibility when encountering difficulties. He is also very good at doing key things. He is a good embryo.
However, further observation is needed...
As for Yang Qing, he reacted at this time. A small amount of cold sweat broke out on his palms, and sweat was pouring down from his forehead.
"Hey, you little guy, you seem to be a little weak!"
Seeing Yang Qing's appearance, He Ping'an smiled maliciously and said, "Would you like Pindao to help you patch it up?"
You actually put the position of temporary head of the grass department on me, just to see if I don't take care of you.
Seeing He Ping'an's expression, Yang Qing knew what was about to happen.
Before he could refuse, an extremely mysterious magic power had already entered his body and was wandering around in his Dantian.
After just swimming for a moment, he felt that the fatigue caused by the previous martial arts fight was gone, and his body felt extremely light.
He could feel that with this magical power nourishing his body, he had hope of breaking through to the third level of Confucianism and Taoism.
"Thank you, senior!"
Yang Qing's face was filled with joy and he bowed his head. This time he expressed his sincere gratitude.
"No need to be polite, this is the original magic power that I have cultivated for many years. You will know the mystery of this magic power in the future."
He Ping'an smiled lightly, but did not say it clearly.
The Confucian and Taoist monk majored in Haoran Zhengqi, but his physical body was a little weak, so He Pingan channeled a ray of the original magic power of the Immortality Art to help him strengthen his physical body.
The reason why Yang Qing has been unable to break through the third level of Confucianism and Taoism is also because his life span is about to expire and his physical body has deteriorated.
With this ray of magic power, the physical body can be repaired and the breakthrough to the third level of Confucianism and Taoism can be expected just around the corner.
However, He Ping'an placed a restriction on his magic power and did not break through to the third level of Confucianism and Taoism, so Yang Qing did not use it all day long...
I, the majestic sweeper of the grass department, can't subdue the little goblin, but you are in love with my wife every day, and you obediently come to accompany me!
"I dare to ask senior Gao's name. When this matter is over, I will definitely come to pay my respects."
Yang Qing was still immersed in the excitement of being taught by an expert.
"My name...it's been too long. I can't remember it. I just remember that many years ago, someone called me...Three Crazy Taoist!"
He Pingan hesitated for a moment and said the Taoist name that was regarded as a god in his heart.
It's probably not offensive... after all, one word has been changed...
"Three crazy Taoists..."
Qin Zhongxi thought carefully in his heart whether there was a high-ranking person named San crazy Taoist in his memory.
But after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't have a clue.
He Ping'an was secretly amused. If you could imagine it, it would be really weird.
I can't say it myself, but I still treat him as a colleague who traveled through time.
"gone......"
He Pingan's figure drifted away, turning into a breeze and disappearing in front of the two people.
Only a vague voice came: "I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid of the beautiful buildings and jade..."
"hiss......"
"Could this senior have something to do with Confucianism and Taoism? Such poetry is not something that ordinary people can write..."
In the distance, I seemed to hear Yang Qing’s exclamation, which gradually became smaller and smaller and disappeared...
On a dangerous peak on the border of Yanzhou, He Pingan's figure was revealed.
Golden light flashed in his hand, and Xia Enyuan's soul was released from the golden ball.
The dark wind howls, the dark clouds cover the sun, and when a third-grade ghost cultivator comes out, the sky changes naturally.
It's just that Xia Enyuan's soul seemed a little confused at this time. He neither ran away nor fought back, but just lingered in place.
He Pingan's sleeves flicked, and a golden light fell on his sea of consciousness, smoothing out his somewhat chaotic soul after being searched by the soul-searching technique.
"It's you!"
As soon as he saw the Taoist in front of him, Xia Enyuan's soul stirred, and Heiyun was ready to pounce on him again.
"If you really want to die, I will help you!"
He Pingan's eyes flashed sharply, and he was about to kill him with a sword.
Being glanced at by him, Xia Enyuan shuddered, remembering that in his heyday he couldn't even catch one of this man's moves. Now that he was seriously injured and couldn't use 30% of his strength, he was no match for this man.
"Why don't you kill me?"
Xia Enyuan's figure composed of black clouds dispersed and disappeared, and he was obviously confused.
"Why should I kill you?"
He Ping'an asked calmly, which made him speechless, and the black clouds on his body kept rolling.
Because of slaying demons?
Today's monks are all extremely selfish, and only those who have just entered the world of cultivation can have such thoughts.
But Leng Tou Qing, there are a few people who have the same level of cultivation as the old Taoist in front of him.
It was for the two people from the Hall of Eternal Life, and the reason didn't seem to be very sufficient. After all, based on his previous observations, the old Taoist had no intersection with those two people.
"Then what does senior want to do by taking me here?"
Xia Enyuan suddenly thought of a possibility and shuddered in his heart.
Some old monsters in seclusion have tried all methods to break through to the realm of true immortals, and even cultivated female ghosts into cauldrons in order to achieve harmony between yin and yang.
Looking at this person's skills, they are extremely yang and strong. Could it be that he also needs the yin energy of ghost cultivators to help him practice?
However, I am a male ghost, and my sophisticated taste...
hiss......
I would rather die than obey!
