Obtain the reward, the seventy-two techniques of earth evil: Tongyou!
You can access the netherworld, and you can also summon the souls of the dead and talk to them.
He Ping'an thought for a moment, and it seemed that it was not very useful. He would not enter the Netherworld in a short period of time.
He took the second Heart Demon Pill, and what he saw was exactly the same. It was refined in a pill furnace, and he received the reward: fifty years of Taoism!
Now that I think about it, the prompt that appears on Xiaoyan's divine number is probably because he will meet Jiang Yishan during this trip.
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As we were escaping, we could often see people in Tiannan County selling their heads, exchanging their sons and eating them, which was not uncommon.
Tang Longshan knew that he couldn't save so many people, so he just hardened his heart and flew the flying boat all the way to Xuanyang.
I am familiar with what is happening below.
On the surface, He Ping'an looks at his nose with his eyes, and his nose with his heart, as if he is recuperating from his injuries.
Three hours later, the flying boat was about to leave Tiannan County. When it passed a county town, Tang Longshan detected something strange in his consciousness.
I saw a lively scene in this county, with people receiving rations in an orderly manner under the organization of the government.
"What's happening here?"
"Could it be that the Holy One has allowed the opening of warehouses to release grain?"
Tang Longshan was extremely surprised. He flew his flying boat and landed in the sky of the county government office. He released his spiritual consciousness and asked the county magistrate.
A quarter of an hour later, the flying boat rose into the sky and flew towards Xuanyang at a faster speed.
He Ping'an saw that Tang Longshan's face was tense, like an experienced driver racing at full speed on the highway, and asked: "Tang Xianshi, that Ximen Chuixue opened the warehouse to release grain, and he took the blame, why are you so afraid?"
After the two went down to inquire just now, they learned that half an hour ago, all the county offices in Tiannan County received a summons from the county captain, and they all opened their warehouses to release grain and provide relief to the victims.
"I'm not afraid of opening a granary to store grain. You didn't listen to the county magistrate. Ximen Chuixue killed the prefect of Tiannan County and is still guarding the county."
"The Dragon Guard may come at any time, and a big battle between the two sides is inevitable. It's better to stay away from this muddy water."
After Tang Longshan finished speaking, he took He Pingan and flew towards Xuanyang without daring to stop for a moment.
As expected of an experienced driver, he is well versed in the art...
After He Ping'an's avatar took the elixir, he went directly to Tiannan County. He saw corpses everywhere outside the city. The gates in the county were closed and the victims were prohibited from entering the city. However, the prefect and others were intoxicated and having fun in the city.
After entering the city, they found that only wealthy households and bureaucrats were left in the city. After questioning the people, they learned that in order to save the county, the governor of Tiannan County directly drove out the victims of the disaster in the city, and simply ignored them.
As an official in Tiannan County, he is corrupt, perverts the law, and regards human life as nothing.
After He Ping'an defeated him, he ordered him to open a granary to store grain. The prefect of Tiannan County also relied on the fact that he was once the disciple of Emperor Jiaming, so He Ping'an did not dare to kill him.
He said boldly: "Try killing me!"
Just give it a try!
He Ping'an had never heard of such an unreasonable request, so he naturally wanted to satisfy him.
The sword flashed and the head fell to the ground.
Blood spattered for more than three feet, staining the Tiannan County Yamen lobby blood red.
With the prefect Zhuyu in front, the captain dared to be careless, so he immediately summoned all county governments to open warehouses to release grain.
Violators will be killed immediately!
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One day later, Tiannan County Yamen.
The moon is cold and the stars are sparse, and the cold wind is raging.
He Ping'an already knew the disaster relief situation in various places in Tiannan County through the prefect's seal.
All county governments distributed grain from their granaries, and the famine situation was significantly improved.
By this time, it was time to leave.
He Pingan flew up, his white clothes fluttering, and fled towards the distant horizon.
"Uh-huh!"
Just as his figure flew into the sky above Tiannan County, a transparent fishing net magic weapon suddenly appeared above his head and hooded him.
Before it fell, endless restraining power came from the fishing net magic weapon, making it extremely difficult to move around in the space around Ximen Chuixue.
At the same time, four figures suddenly appeared in the sky above the county mansion, two Taoist cultivators and two warriors. They exuded a powerful aura and occupied the four corners of the air.
A second-grade Taoist cultivator and a first-grade martial artist!
"I'll catch you without mercy, or I'll die!"
A first-grade martial artist wearing black armor, holding a thousand-year black iron sword, looked at the white-clothed swordsman covered in the net with cold eyes.
He Ping'an looked around and thought to himself that Emperor Jiaming really thought highly of him and sent a luxurious lineup of two second-grade monks and two first-grade monks.
He glanced at the fishing net magic weapon that covered him, and his eyes turned cold. The flying sword under his feet had turned into a black rainbow, and with the sharp sword energy, it slashed towards the fishing net magic weapon.
"How dare the little thief be so rampant!"
"My fishing net magical weapon is made of three thousand years of spider silk. It is extremely tough. Not to mention flying swords, even flying needles cannot penetrate it."
A second-grade Taoist cultivator with a long beard and a red face was full of mana. Under the stimulation of his mana, the binding power of the fishing net magical weapon became several times stronger.
"Don't underestimate the enemy. You all take action at the same time. Take him down first and bring him back to Xuanyang!"
"The Holy One will still interrogate me carefully."
The first-grade martial artist wearing black armor gave instructions.
While speaking, the long knife in his hand turned into a shocking sword light and slashed towards He Ping'an in the field.
At the same time, the other three monks took action at the same time, and the swords rang out, shaking the sky and the earth, and immediately drowned the white-clothed Shengxue figure in the field.
Although the two sides were fighting in mid-air, the county government office below could not withstand the power of both sides and collapsed in an instant.
At this moment, there was only a soft sound of "zheng", and the white sword light soared into the sky. The fishing net magic weapon was broken out by He Ping'an without even blocking the white sword light.
"How can this be?"
The long-bearded and red-faced Taoist cultivator was full of disbelief. Not only was the magic weapon broken, but what was even more embarrassing was that he was boasting in front of everyone, but he didn't even stop He Ping'an from taking a breath.
Before the four of them could take action again, He Ping'an, who was flying above the four of them, looked down coldly, then slashed out with his sword, and a sharp white sword light flashed.
In an instant, in the eyes of the four people, the dark night sky was illuminated like daylight, and only the white sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth was left in their eyes.
"Run away, this is a true immortal!"
Among the four monks, the Taoist monk with a long beard and a red face seemed to have guessed something. His expression changed, his body transformed into a wisp of wind, and he fled away.
Cursing secretly in his heart, he really didn't know why Emperor Jiaming wanted to provoke the real immortal when he was so good.
If he escapes this time, he will never return to the Dragon Guard Division.
As soon as the strong wind escaped a hundred feet, he felt his whole body become cold, and then his body was swallowed up by the endless sword energy, turning into a pool of flesh and blood, which fell from the air.
Even the soul has not escaped...
This was the last thought of the long-bearded and red-faced monk before he died, and then he fell into eternal darkness.
The other two Dragon Guard monks were also torn apart by the sword energy and died on the spot.
There was only one second-grade Taoist cultivator. Although his physical body was destroyed, his soul actually escaped.
The spirit villain was holding a broken three-legged cauldron. In a flash, the spirit seemed to teleport and flew thousands of feet away.
He Ping'an looked at the soul villain and shook his head slightly. He had used his spiritual eye technique to see the auras of the four people thoroughly just now, and his hands were stained with a lot of innocent blood.
Moreover, if you dare to take action against yourself, you must not stay!
He Ping'an raised the black sword in his hand again, and slashed out with a sword. White light flashed, and a bit of cold plum floated out. It seemed to be slowing down, but it quickly caught up with the villain of the soul. With one sword blow, the soul was shattered.
"Ding......."
A clear and sweet voice came, and He Pingan's eyes showed a hint of surprise. He took the broken small cauldron into his hand with one move.
This broken little cauldron is extraordinary. It can actually withstand two swords without breaking.
If it hadn't been for this small cauldron just now, that second-grade Taoist cultivator wouldn't be alive now.
He Pingan put the small tripod in his hand, his eyes emitted two golden rays of light, and he saw some crooked characters engraved on the tripod.
He took a closer look and yelled, it was still an old friend, another tadpole article.
Still don’t know...
I don’t know what kind of material this small cauldron is made of. It is neither gold nor stone. The two swords He Pingan had just slashed did not leave a trace on the broken small cauldron.
With such an astonishing defensive power, what kind of magical weapon can cut this broken little cauldron into half...
He Ping'an's mind moved, and a ray of spiritual consciousness penetrated into it, and found that there was a cave inside this small three-legged cauldron.
The internal space is huge, much larger than the space of my own storage ring, covering an area of nearly a thousand feet.
At the edge, there was a bit of black mist. He Ping'an boldly speculated that the internal space of this three-legged small tripod was actually larger, but because the tripod was broken, it only had a range of a thousand feet.
There are already many spiritual materials and elixirs used in practice stored inside, which should have been left by the previous monk.
There were also some daily sundries that were swept away by He Pingan.
"Huh......"
He Pingan's eyes lit up, and he saw a few yellowed books among the debris.
The phantom is empty….Newspeak on cutting lights…The shadows of flowers behind the curtain…
It's actually an illustrated version...
In the book, illustrations will appear every few pages. The paintings are exquisite and lifelike.
"This is good stuff..."
He Pingan's magic power was activated and he kept these books close to his body.
Glancing at the bodies of the other three monks that were cut into pieces, He Ping'an shook his head and thought to himself that the attack was too heavy, and even the storage magic weapon was chopped into pieces.
Be more careful next time...
After identifying the direction, He Pingan flew towards Zhongzhou.
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An hour later, Xuanyang Wanshou Palace.
The spiritual mist is filled with fragrance.
Emperor Jiaming, who was meditating, suddenly stood up, feeling a palpitation in his heart, and woke up from the mysterious and mysterious state of cultivation.
A monk like him would not give a warning casually. Emperor Jiaming's mind came to his mind and he was ready to summon Si Tianjian Guo Jianzheng to question him.
"Your Majesty, I have something important to report."
Huang Daban's figure suddenly appeared outside the door.
"explain."
Emperor Jiaming waved his hand to open the door and summoned Huang Daban into the house.
"Your Majesty, Master Tianxin and the others have all fallen."
As soon as Huang Daban opened his mouth, Emperor Jiaming was shocked and his heart trembled.
"What?"
Emperor Jiaming's expression changed, he couldn't believe what Huang Daban said was true.
You know, there are only twenty first-grade monks on Daxuanming, but the actual number is much larger than this.
For example, there are eight hidden dragon guards who are not among the twenty.
The death of two first-grade and two second-grade monks this time was equivalent to the fact that the strength of the Dragon Guard was directly cut off by less than half.
"Daban, where did you get the news?"
Emperor Jiaming's face was ashen and his voice was urgent as he asked quickly.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the news came back from the captain of Tiannan County. He saw with his own eyes that the four members of Master Tianxin and his party were beheaded by the Ximen Chuixue who suddenly appeared. Not even their souls could escape."
"I just went to the Dragon Guard to check the life lamp of Master Tianxin and confirmed the news."
There was still some fear on Huang Daban's face. Tianxin Zhenren was a second-grade Taoist cultivator and a member of the Daxuan royal family. It was said that he had a protective magic weapon given by Taizu, but he also died unfortunately.
What would happen if this true immortal went directly to Xuanyang and fought to the death with Emperor Jiaming.
Emperor Jiaming also had a trace of anxiety on his face. Although he was not afraid of the true immortal, he was not willing to make such a powerful enemy.
"Then the real immortal takes action just for those ants in Tiannan County?"
Emperor Jiaming asked, his eyes full of disbelief.
In his opinion, those people are just a group of ants, they will die when they die, how can they compare with his plan of immortality.
Therefore, when he received the news about the severe drought in Tiannan County, he didn't pay attention at all. In addition, during that time, he was preparing to refine the Pure Yang elixir. In the end, after a long time, he forgot about the matter.
How can a true immortal care about these ants?
A trace of disappointment flashed in Huang Daban's eyes, but he still nodded and said: "According to the news sent back by the captain of Tiannan County, this is exactly the case."
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Two days later, Emperor Jiaming summoned the world: The governor of Tiannan County was corrupt and perverted the law, failed to provide disaster relief, and died unjustly. The Ministry of Household Affairs immediately brought 100,000 loads of grain to Tiannan County to provide disaster relief without any mistakes.
He Pingan had just rushed back to Xuanyang with Tang Longshan. After receiving this news, He Pingan had to say that Emperor Jiaming had really used the power of strategy to the extreme.
First of all, the blame for the inability to provide disaster relief was placed on a dead person, the governor of Tiannan County, who had nothing to do with the wise and powerful Emperor Jiaming.
Then he expressed his good intentions to the real immortal Ximen Chuixue in a very subtle way. The death of the Tiannan County governor was his own fault. Even if Ximen Chuixue didn't kill him, he would kill the Tiannan County governor.
Ximen Chuixue will not be held responsible for anything.
Ximen Chuixue and the four Dragon Guards are not mentioned in the whole article, just to let others know that Emperor Jiaming is not afraid of Ximen Chuixue, but he really only heard about the scandal now.
All the officials who knew about this matter were given a silence order by the second-grade Confucian scholar sent by Emperor Jiaming. They followed the rules. Once the inside story was revealed, they would be killed on the spot.
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Under the vermilion gate of the Palace of Eternal Life.
"Ping An, thanks to you for going out this time. If it hadn't been for you, I would have been the one seriously injured."
Tang Longshan looked at the wound on He Pingan's waist and said with shame.
He was originally the captain of a small team. One of the team members was killed and one was injured, but as the captain, he was unscathed.
"What did Master Tang say? Isn't this exactly what practitioners like us should do?"
He Ping'an naturally had to show his chivalrous and courageous side at this time.
"Okay, Brother He, I really saw you right."
"From now on, you are my good brother. If you have any difficulties, feel free to come to me."
After Tang Longshan heard what he said, the more he looked at He Pingan, the more satisfied he felt.
At first, I felt that He Pingan's cultivation level was low, but after so many things, I realized that this young man was both diligent and clever, and could stand up at critical moments.
There are very few young people like this nowadays.
He Ping'an naturally knew how to give up when things were good, and after a few more polite words with Tang Longshan, they parted ways.
At this time, in Tang Longshan's eyes, he must be a true treasure boy...
