"Who are you?"
"Dare you interfere in my affairs?"
A sharp and harsh sound sounded in the void.
"Gu Immortal?"
With a thought in his mind, He Ping'an asked based on the incomplete clues obtained from the soul search and the situation he had learned before.
"It's me, who are you?"
The sharp sound sounded again, followed by another powerful force crushing him.
"Alchemy!"
He Ping'an's consciousness condensed and turned into a bright, sharp sword, stabbing at the strange force.
This is a technique that was rewarded by the clone's trial a few days ago. Its only function is that long-term practice can strengthen the spiritual consciousness, and at the same time, it can control the spiritual consciousness to transform into swords, shields, etc., for spiritual attack or defense.
"Zhizhi..."
The special force was pierced by the small sword of divine consciousness, and the Gu Immortal's divine consciousness was broken, and he let out a scream that was not like a human voice.
"So that Gu Immortal will know that Pindao is one of the three crazy Taoists!"
He Pingan's consciousness found the hidden location of Gu Immortal's consciousness in the void, and the small sword of consciousness stabbed it again.
"Three crazy Taoists must ask for advice in person in the future!"
There was a threat hidden in Gu Immortal's sharp voice, and then he felt the stab from the small sword of divine consciousness, and hurriedly retreated, the strange power dissipated, and disappeared without a trace.
After all, it came from across the realm. Its true body was still thousands of miles away, and its spiritual consciousness was obviously weakened. There was no need to fight with He Ping'an.
From the fight to the departure, it only took a few breaths, and the Gu Immortals were like the tide, coming and going as fast as they came.
The sky is clear again, the dark clouds disperse, and the golden light shines.
He Ping'an's mana scrolled, erasing all traces of the fighting, and his figure slowly disappeared.
Half an hour later, nearly a hundred escaping lights came to this place, searched around, and found that there was nothing left, and returned in frustration.
...
Hall of Eternal Life, Caobu.
Over there, the Changle County government trial was over, and He Ping'an followed Qin Zhongxi and Yang Qing back to the grass department.
But they found that there was no one in the grass department, and Han Li was nowhere to be seen.
However, the two of them didn't pay attention. It was normal for Han Li to fish in Lichun Courtyard.
If Yang Qingcao's director didn't say anything, He Ping'an certainly wouldn't say anything.
"Ping An, can you pay me back the thirty taels of silver?"
Yang Qing sat at the table, his face full of depression.
He was actually tricked by this kid.
Just two hours ago, He Ping'an suddenly borrowed thirty taels of silver from Yang Qing, claiming that he needed it urgently.
The two of them were so familiar with each other that Yang Qing was too embarrassed to refuse, so he took thirty taels of his own money and lent it to He Ping'an.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the money was lent to He Pingan, he fell out.
Let Yang Qing quickly ask Qin Zhongxi, the governor of the town, to go to the Changle County government office to help him take charge, otherwise he may not see He Ping'an in the future.
That person can no longer be seen, and the money will definitely not be returned.
Hearing this, it was okay. As soon as He Pingan went out, Yang Qing hurriedly went out to find Qin Zhongxi.
The last time they went to Yanzhou, although Yang Qing and Qin Zhongxi did not go to the brothel together, they faced the ghost cultivator together. They had shouldered the "gun" together and accumulated precious feelings.
Only then did the scene of Changle County Yamen Qin Zhongxi and Yang Qing suddenly arrive...
"Then you must pay it back!"
He Pingan took out forty taels of silver from his arms and gave it to Yang Qing.
"Hey, why are there ten more taels?"
Yang Qing said in surprise.
"I asked Brother Yang to do all the work and make a trip. I'm naturally grateful to Brother Yang for these ten taels of silver."
"If it weren't for Brother Yang, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to come back today..."
He Ping'an's rainbow fart made Yang Qing feel happy, and the unhappiness of being teased by him had long since disappeared.
In fact, if you go by Xuanyang's black market price, let alone whether you have an official status or not, if you ask a fourth-grade monk to make a trip, even if you don't do anything, you won't be able to get off the stage without ten taels of silver.
Not to mention that there is Qin Zhongxi, a third-level martial artist who is also the governor of the Eternal Life Palace.
In addition, not to mention the magical weapons and pills for killing Qian Yanqing and Yongchun Marquis, the gold and silver in the magical weapons stored by the two of them were enough for He Ping'an to buy ten fairy grass halls in Xuanyang.
So He Ping'an makes money with blood!
"Hey, you're a good boy."
Yang Qing looked at He Pingan and felt more and more satisfied.
At this moment, the upper-level third-level masters in the Hall of Eternal Life sensed the aura of the fight between the two upper-level masters outside the city and flew up to watch.
As soon as I felt it, I was caught by two terrifying auras. I didn't dare to get close, I only dared to look at each other from a distance.
...
In Sitian Prison, Guo Jiuzheng was counting on the battle outside the city when a voice transmission suddenly entered his sea of consciousness.
"Outside the city, there is a fight between Pindao and Gu Immortal. If anyone asks, it can be like this..."
"Junior understands!"
Guo Jianzheng smiled bitterly and agreed.
After receiving his response, the message quietly retreated without causing any disturbance.
...
In the Longevity Palace, the fragrance of elixirs is still there, and the spiritual mist is thick.
Beside the huge alchemy furnace, Emperor Jiaming rarely meditated, and even looked a little nervous.
Even the smell of super-class fighting outside the city did not stir up the slightest ripple in his heart.
The two purple-robed Taoists flew magic spells in their hands, and a stream of spiritual power entered the alchemy furnace. The flames below were burning fiercely. If an ordinary person's eyes were swept away, there would even be a burning sensation in the eyeballs.
This flame is not an ordinary flame, but one of the ten great spiritual fires in heaven and earth, the True Fire of the Sun.
With the spiritual blessing of the two Taoists, the true fire of the sun enveloped the entire alchemy furnace, and waves of refreshing alchemy fragrance floated out from the alchemy furnace.
Emperor Jiaming sat up from the soft couch he was lying on, his eyes fixed on the alchemy furnace, as if as long as he stared at the alchemy furnace, the elixir would definitely be produced.
At this moment, a figure wearing a python robe fell from the sky, it was Huang Daban.
Huang Daban slowly walked into the room and saw that the elixir seemed to have been refined to a critical moment, so he quickly stood aside without saying a word.
Two hours later, except for the two Taoists, they continued to perform various spells, controlled the spiritual fire to change into various postures, and burned the huge alchemy furnace red.
Emperor Jiaming and Huang Jin remained motionless, as if they were sculptures, for fear of disturbing the two Taoists' alchemy refining.
"Open the furnace and get the elixir!"
Just when the elixir fragrance reached its peak, the two Taoists, one on the left and the other on the right, moved to the side of the elixir furnace and slapped the body of the elixir furnace with both palms at the same time.
"Buzz!"
With a soft sound, the lid of the alchemy furnace rose into the sky, and several yellow auras flew out of the alchemy furnace, scattered in all directions, hit the array of light from the Wanshou Palace, and bounced back.
Only then did he see clearly that the yellow spiritual light was actually four pills covered with spiritual patterns and exuding infinite spiritual energy.
After being bounced back by the array light, the spirit pill rushed towards the array light like a headless fly, and then was bounced back again.
Like an iron-headed child, the elixir bounced back after hitting the formation repeatedly. After the aura on the body disappeared, it was put into a jade bottle by one of the Taoists.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, the two poor Taoists have fulfilled their mission. After seventy-seven and forty-nine days, they finally mastered four Pure Yang elixirs."
A fair-faced Taoist bowed and said.
"Zhenren Shao and Zhenren Tao, we will not sleep for forty-nine days. You two will be free soon!"
Emperor Jiaming couldn't hide the joy on his face. He personally stepped forward to help the two of them up, and then gave instructions to Huang Daban.
"My dear companion, I would like to offer you a seat."
After the two Taoists sat down, the fair-faced Taoist spoke again: "Your Majesty, once this pure Yang elixir is prepared, it can produce some spiritual wisdom, which means that the elixir is perfect and can be taken at any time."
"So good!"
Emperor Jiaming was overjoyed and praised the two Taoists full of praise.
After the two left, Emperor Jiaming's smile suddenly faded and he looked at Huang Daban: "Daban, what happened outside the city?"
