"You can rest assured."
He Ping'an sent a message and replied: "This concentric lock is not an ordinary product. If either party unfortunately dies, the effect of the concentric lock will automatically lose its effect."
"That being the case, this junior has no doubts."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhaojun quickly agreed.
"Okay, let's get started."
He Ping'an ordered the two people, and then the mana surged, and the concentric lock shot out two pink rays of light, which fell on the two people respectively, integrating with the physical body and soul body.
"Thank you, senior."
Luo Lanxin and Zhang Zhaojun could naturally feel the feeling of heart-to-heart coming from the Tongxin Lock, and they had no doubts in their hearts. They both knelt in front of He Pingan and expressed their gratitude to him.
"No need to be polite!"
He Pingan waved his hand, and a burst of mana surged out, lifting the two of them up.
At this time, the two were still immersed in the happiness of being bound by the concentric lock, embracing each other and crying with joy.
He Ping'an felt indescribably happy when he saw the two lovers finally getting married. It was like watching Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai in his previous life, and always regretting their tragic ending. In the end Seeing the two of them turn into butterflies and leave, I felt a little better.
At this time, the two lovers finally got married with his help. The sense of accomplishment and satisfaction was like completing a great work of art, which made people understand and harmonize their minds.
But happiness is always short-lived, after a quarter of an hour.
"Cough cough cough!"
He Pingan had to cough and interrupt the two of them.
Are you ashamed? Why did you all run to the bed while hugging me?
He didn't even look at the other person beside him.
He Pingan said that he received a critical hit of 10,000 points.
"Haha, I kept senior waiting for a long time."
Zhang Zhaojun quickly pulled Luo Lanxin, who was blushing with shame, to stand up. He glanced at Luo Lanxin beside him reluctantly, and suddenly said, "Senior, I still have something to ask for." ""
"But it doesn't matter."
He Ping'an waved his hands and said that he was in a good mood now and had something to discuss.
"Junior wants Lan Xin to become a disciple of senior. I wonder if senior can grant her immortality."
Zhang Zhaojun said quickly.
"Accepting a disciple?"
He Ping'an glanced at Luo Lanxin, who was looking down at the ground with blushing cheeks. He knew that the two had discussed it and Luo Lanxin should have agreed.
As soon as his mind changed, he knew Zhang Zhaojun's intention.
Luo Lanxin is now in her mid-twenties and has long passed the age of women. Now it is extremely difficult to find a suitable husband.
Of course, she comes from a wealthy family, so if she wants to marry, there will still be men willing to marry her.
But Luo Lanxin obviously already has Zhang Zhaojun in her heart, and even though her memory is blocked by the Soul Confinement Technique, she is unwilling to marry, let alone that the Soul Confinement Technique is lifted at this time, making it even more impossible for her to get married.
Therefore, it is an excellent choice to lead the training and become a disciple of San crazy Taoist, a martial saint.
Being a member of Wu Sheng's sect will give you more face if you tell anyone.
Even Luo Lanxin's father would beat gongs and drums to send Luo Lanxin to practice.
However, He Ping'an didn't want what he wanted.
Such a delicate leftover girl hangs out in front of him every day, and she can only look at her but not eat her, which is also a kind of torture.
Thinking of this, He Pingan had an idea in his mind: "Pindao has no plans to accept disciples now. Besides, Luo Lanxin is a woman after all. It is not appropriate for her to be my disciple."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhaojun and Luo Lanxin felt sad. They also knew that it was not appropriate, but this was the most appropriate way to solve Luo Lanxin's current predicament.
But if the Martial Saint disagrees, naturally everything will stop.
"However, Pindao happens to have a little friend who is visiting relatives in Liangzhou. It is very suitable for Luo Lanxin to join his wife."
He Ping'an spoke slowly, which made Luo Lanxin and Zhang Zhaojun have a glimmer of hope on their faces.
"It's just that you will be aggrieved even more in the future."
He Pingan looked at Zhang Zhaojun and smiled meaningfully.
"But according to the instructions of the seniors, the juniors will have no objections."
Zhang Zhaojun never expected that to be able to become the friend of a mighty martial saint, he should have reached the third level of cultivation at the very least.
For Luo Lan Xin, it would be a great joy for such an expert to become his disciple.
He Ping'an gloated and smiled, but said nothing. Regardless of how readily you agree now, you will suffer the consequences when the time comes.
Luo Lan has a strong temperament in his heart, and when the Hedong Lion brings it out, the picture is simply not too beautiful.
"Zhang Zhaojun, since this is the case, I also have a task for you."
He Ping'an looked solemn and said: "Although you are now a ghost, you were also a human when you were alive. What do you think about demons biting people?"
"Back then, the younger generation went astray, but after studying poetry and books, I naturally had a deep hatred for demons and monsters biting people."
Zhang Zhaojun also replied with a serious face: "It's just in the Netherworld. Although General Song also tried his best to stop it, it's a pity that the Netherworld ghost clan has always been like this, and even General Song can't do anything."
He is in the Netherworld, so he naturally knows that there are often ghost cultivators who take advantage of the chaos in the Netherworld and the chaos in the interface between the two worlds to sneak into the human world and devour living creatures.
Although Song Baihong manages the army very strictly, it is only useful in the army under her control. There are more ghost cultivators who are still uncontrolled.
"That Fu Di Mo?"
He Ping'an squinted his eyes, obviously not expecting that while Song Mian was such a scumbag, his sister was actually a great figure.
His spiritual consciousness has been observing Zhang Zhaojun's fluctuations. Although he did not use the soul-searching technique, he could still distinguish the true from the false.
Zhang Zhaojun said angrily: "If it weren't for that guy Song Mian dragging him down, General Song wouldn't have been unable to make any progress in his cultivation for many years."
He Ping'an didn't comment on Song Baihong's affairs. He drank and pecked, and everything was decided by God.
Song Baihong is willing to support Song Mian regardless of the cost. That is her business.
His own purpose is to send Song Mian's soul to pieces, and his spirit and soul to be destroyed.
"Zhang Zhaojun, I have a fate with the Song Dynasty. If he does not die, I will not be able to sleep at night. Is there any way to lead him out of the underworld?"
He Pingan asked.
Although he possesses the ability to reach the netherworld, he is unwilling to step into the netherworld if it is not necessary. The ghost, god, and Yin Changsheng left a deep impression on him that day.
If you don't have the strength to match Yin Changsheng, stepping into the Netherworld is tantamount to seeking death.
"Bring out Mr. Song?"
Zhang Zhaojun looked troubled. He was different from the Song Dynasty Taoist. They didn't conspire with each other. They had basically no contact with each other before, and they were even hostile.
It is indeed difficult to lure him out.
Seeing that he seemed to be in trouble, He Pingan asked: "Is there any difficulty?"
Zhang Zhaojun's face suddenly trembled, and he said quickly: "Senior San Kuang, don't worry, I will definitely lure him out no matter what."
"It's just that I need senior to give me some time."
"It doesn't matter, there's no rush."
He Ping'an said, and then waved one hand, and a stream of pure magic power fell on Zhang Zhaojun's ghost body.
"Pindao Guan, although your cultivation has advanced quickly, your foundation is not very stable. In the ghost army, you are often contaminated with hostility, and your character may change drastically."
"This magic power can help you stabilize your foundation, refine your anger, and gain enlightenment."
"Thank you, senior!"
Zhang Zhaojun immediately knelt down and bowed to He Ping'an.
He could feel that this pure magic power was constantly circulating in his body, slowly refining the violent energy in his body.
With this magical power, he no longer has any worries in his cultivation. He only needs to keep breathing in and out of Yin Qi to improve his cultivation.
He Pingan accepted it calmly. He helped Zhang Zhaojun and Luo Lanxin fulfill their wishes, and also gave them the opportunity to practice. It was natural for him to accept this gift.
"It's settled here, just go ahead."
He Pingan ordered.
"Senior, is there anything you need me to do in the Netherworld?"
Zhang Zhaojun glanced at Luo Lanxin and asked.
He has already seen that He Pingan seems to want to cultivate himself, and of course he must try his best to show his value in front of He Pingan.
On the one hand, it can be regarded as obtaining cultivation resources for oneself. On the other hand, it can be regarded as helping Luo Lanxin, who is still in the world, to gain favor from He Ping'an.
"What did Netherworld do?"
He Ping'an was about to refuse, "I am a mighty Martial Saint, what help do I need from you?"
But suddenly something moved in his heart, and several people flashed before his eyes, and he couldn't help but smile.
"If you think about it, there are indeed some things you need to do."
He Ping'an smiled, and then said: "The first thing is that the villagers of Gusong Village near Xuanyang City, if you have the chance, help Pindao send them into reincarnation."
Then he told Zhang Zhaojun the general appearance of Yao Zhengliang and others in Gusong Village.
Zhang Zhaojun nodded repeatedly: "Yes, after this junior returns, he will immediately go to find the Gusong Village and others."
He is now an aide to the ghost fairy Song Baihong, so it is not difficult to find many dead souls to send to the underworld.
On the contrary, he is among the ghost soldiers, and it is extremely difficult to re-enter reincarnation.
"The second thing is the soul of a woman named Ding Lanxiang, or Wu Fumu. She was once a ghost cultivator from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect, but now her cultivation has been completely lost."
He Ping'an paused and sighed: "If you meet me by chance, I will help you."
"Yes, junior understands!"
Zhang Zhaojun nodded.
He Pingan arranged this matter, which could be regarded as resolving the difficulties in his heart.
It can be said that the main reason for the villagers of Gusong Village was that Jiang Yuyan and the Taoist Inner Demon had killed them in order to prevent them from finding out what happened back then.
Now that there is an opportunity, we should find a chance for them.
As for Ding Lanxiang, it depends on her luck.
After everything was explained, He Ping'an asked: "You said before that Houtu was attacked and a great Buddhist power was involved. Do you know how powerful the Buddhist sect is?"
Zhang Zhaojun recalled for a moment and then said: "This junior also heard about it from hearsay. This time I return to the Netherworld, I will inquire more carefully."
He Ping'an nodded and then asked: "Have you heard that there is a Buddha who holds the ground in the Netherworld?"
"Never heard of it."
"Okay, you can go ahead."
He Ping'an waved his hand, indicating that Zhang Zhaojun could leave.
Zhang Zhaojun bowed to He Pingan, then looked at Luo Lan with affectionate eyes and said, "Lan Xin, you must wait for me..."
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Zhaojun's body turned into reality and fell into the netherworld.
"Zhang Lang..."
Luo Lanxin rushed forward, fell down where Zhang Zhaojun disappeared, and cried bitterly.
After a long time, He Ping'an said, "Luo Lan Xin, in a few days, someone will naturally come to take a disciple."
"Remember, don't let this matter spread."
As soon as He Pingan's voice reached Luo Lanxin's ears, the person had turned into nothingness and disappeared from where he was.
The Liu family and Xiaocui, who were beguiled by He Ping'an's magic, only then walked out of the illusion of horse riding and dancing, and had no idea what was happening in the back hall.
...
Half an hour later, Yang Qing and Liu Yue'e, who had just finished handling the affairs in Hanning County and were about to lie down after a day and night without sleep, received a message from the Three Crazy Taoists, ordering them to go to Hanchuan County to recruit Luo Lanxin as their disciple. .
The two people quickly reported all the evidence they collected to the governor of Liangzhou and the commander of Changsheng Palace, King Lu, and then casually appointed a relatively honest official to keep the seal of Hanning County.
After doing all this, the two of them drove the eel demon and rushed to Hanchuan County.
One day later, the two arrived in Hanchuan County.
After friendly negotiations with Luo Lanxin's father, Liu Yuee successfully accepted Luo Lanxin as her apprentice.
Before leaving, with a bruised nose and swollen eyes and several big bruises on his head, Luo Lanxin's father was extremely grateful and sent Yang Qing and the others away like the gods of plague.
He had already found out that the woman who struck him with a hammer was named Liu Yue'e, and she was Liu Sheng's daughter.
Finally relieved, maybe this is also an opportunity for my daughter Luo Lan.
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