Three days later, the alchemy room of the Alchemy Department.
He Ping'an pretended to have an attack of misty soul-eating powder. He felt weak all over and lacked soul. Even the alchemy was weak.
He persisted until his shift was about to end, when He Pingan collapsed on the futon and could not move for a long time.
After a quarter of an hour, he finally gained some strength. He used his hands to push his body up, but fell down again.
At this moment, a figure appeared silently in He Ping'an's alchemy room like a ghost.
"who......"
He Ping'an lowered his head and looked at the pair of blue cloud shoes that suddenly appeared in front of him. He wanted to raise his head. He just raised it a little, but then dropped it weakly.
"He Ping'an, no matter who you are, you will die today!"
A pair of fleshy palms quietly fell on He Pingan's head. In the palms, mana was spitting out, and He Pingan's head could be crushed with just one blow.
"Master Tao?"
"Why do you want to kill me?"
He Ping'an seemed to recognize the voice of the visitor and asked weakly.
"At this point, do you still want to pretend?"
Tao Zhenren's voice came from He Pingan's head, and then he said: "He Pingan, have you ever heard of a poison called Misty Soul-Eating Powder?"
"Piaomiao Soul-Eating Powder?"
"You mean, I was poisoned by this?"
He Ping'an couldn't help but his voice froze, as if he thought of this legendary terrible poison.
"Haha, it seems you know"
"So, you're going to die soon anyway, so give up pretending!"
Tao Zhenren continued: "Are you the same guy from two hundred years ago?"
"Two hundred years ago, are you talking about the true immortal two hundred years ago?"
He Ping'an's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the Heavenly Demon Taoist recognized the wrong person?
This misunderstanding is a bit big!
"Haha, you still have to pretend at this time?"
"Then go die!"
Tao Zhenren's magic power spurted out from his hand, and he was about to crush He Pingan's head.
"Kill if you say kill!"
"Didn't you say that villains die from talking too much?"
He Pingan's voice suddenly turned from panic to calm.
As the voice fell, golden light suddenly appeared above his head, drowning all Tao Zhenren's magic power, and Tao Zhenren's arm was also held firmly in his hand.
Just when he was about to kill Tao Zhenren with one punch, his spiritual consciousness detected that in Tao Zhenren's sea of consciousness, his spiritual consciousness was squeezed by a kick, but it was not completely swallowed by the Taoist Inner Demon.
In other words, Tao Zhenren was not completely controlled by the inner demon Taoist at this time.
"Pfft!"
At this moment, a long sword filled with cold light penetrated Tao Zhenren's chest and abdomen, and blood suddenly spurted out.
"Senior Brother Shao..."
Tao Zhenren was seriously injured. He turned around and looked behind him. It was Shao Yuanjie and Shao Zhenren.
There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, and then his body was torn apart by the dripping sword energy, and his body died.
"Senior, junior has suspected that my junior brother is possessed by the inner demon. Now that the rescue is late, please punish me, senior!"
Shao Yuanjie stabbed Tao Zhenren to death, knelt on one knee, and said to He Pingan.
"Haha, Shao Zhenren killed his relatives out of justice, what crime is there?"
"Please get up quickly!"
He Pingan reached out to help Shao Yuanjie up, with a trace of apology on his face.
After all, Shao Yuanjie actually killed his junior brother with his own hands in order to save himself.
Just when He Pingan's fingers touched Shao Yuanjie's arms and was about to help him up, a strange and incomparable demonic energy suddenly surged out of Shao Yuanjie's body and followed He Pingan's fingers up the river. It invaded his body.
"you......"
He Pingan looked at Shao Yuanjie with a look of disbelief on his face.
Then his fingers lit up with a golden light, and he stepped back to get rid of Shao Yuanjie in front of him.
However, the strange demonic energy is extremely powerful. Although it is not as good as the Eight-Nine Mysterious Gong True Yuan, it is not much different.
In addition, Shao Yuanjie had been planning for a long time, and the endless demonic energy suppressed the golden light in an instant, and then poured into He Pingan's body.
"Boom!"
In He Ping'an's vast sea of consciousness, it was like the end of the world. Endless black demonic energy poured in out of thin air, wrapping his soul standing in the middle of the sea of consciousness.
The dark demonic aura conveyed emotions such as temptation and bloodlust, causing He Pingan's soul to sway for a while, and he was about to be swallowed by the demonic aura.
"cut!"
He Ping'an recited the Qingxin Jue silently, with a trace of clarity in his eyes. Then he shouted loudly, and a jade-like divine consciousness lightsaber suddenly appeared. With one strike, half of the demonic energy in the sea of consciousness was instantly wiped out.
"Your consciousness has become stronger again!"
The demonic energy was chopped into pieces by the small sword of divine consciousness. After a sudden change, countless demonic energy fragments gathered in the distance. In the sea of He Pingan's consciousness, a figure as black as ink appeared.
He had a handsome face, exactly the same as He Pingan's, with a hint of evil in the corner of his mouth. He was looking at He Pingan in surprise.
Since the last time he fought with He Pingan in the air, he found that He Pingan's consciousness has become much stronger.
You know, last time he accepted the move in a hurry.
But this time, he injected most of the demonic energy in his body into Shao Yuanjie's body. This was again planned for a long time. Ordinary transcendent monks would also be tempted by the power of their own inner demons.
Who knows, this person will get rid of the past again.
"Inner Demon Taoist Master?"
He Ping'an looked at the figure that looked exactly like him in front of him and asked in a deep voice.
"It's me!"
A trace of caution appeared on the face of the Inner Demon Taoist Master, and endless demonic energy surged out of his body, transforming into countless black tentacles, and pounced towards He Pingan's soul like an octopus.
"cut!"
He Ping'an waved his hand and struck out a sword light again, cutting off all the tentacles that came towards him.
Just as he was slashing at the inner demon Taoist master, he changed his body shape and transformed into the appearance of He Ping'an's mother in his previous life. The sword light fell on her neck, but it could not be cut off.
"Peace, it's time to go home!"
He Pingan's mother's voice sounded faintly, with endless temptation.
"mother!"
He Ping'an loosened his hand, and the small sword of consciousness disappeared immediately.
A smile of success appeared on the face of the inner demon Taoist master, and he slowly approached He Pingan, just as he was about to put his hand on He Pingan's chest.
A sword light suddenly lit up from He Ping'an's eyes, piercing directly towards the inner demon Taoist who was within easy reach.
"you!"
The inner demon Taoist's complexion changed drastically, his body became invisible, and he wanted to escape from here.
But at this time, he was a step too slow, and was immediately slashed by sword light from the waist. He lost half of his inner demon power and was seriously injured.
Most of the remaining inner demon power turned into a black shadow in mid-air, and escaped from He Pingan's body in an instant. Then Shao Yuanjie rolled his eyes and returned to normal.
His body turned sharply, turned into a breeze, and fled towards the palace.
He first manipulated Tao Zhenren, who was not yet completely under his control, to attract He Pingan's attention.
If He Ping'an was really hit by the Piao Miao Soul-Eating Powder, it would be best, as he could easily take the other party's life.
If things change, he will manipulate Zhenren Shao to pretend to be righteous and kill his relatives, kill Zhenren Tao, and then take advantage of He Ping'an's unpreparedness to launch a surprise attack.
Originally, according to his prediction, even the monks in the transcendent realm would definitely fall victim to these two tactics.
Unexpectedly, none of them were effective against He Pingan. After he was seriously injured, he found that He Pingan was more difficult to deal with than before, so he hatched another plan.
He fled to Wanshou Palace and instigated Emperor Jiaming to fight with He Ping'an, so that he could reap the benefits.
Anyway, his purpose is to subvert Daxuan so that the devil can invade.
No matter who dies, Emperor Jiaming or He Ping'an, it will be beneficial to him.
Thinking of this, his escape speed became a little faster. For a first-grade monk, his cultivation was already extraordinary. In addition, driven by the power of his inner demon, his escape speed was as fast as thunder.
Within a few breaths, the Wanshou Palace is already in sight.
At this moment, a golden ray of light suddenly appeared in front of him, and then the light in the sky dimmed, as if it was covered by dark clouds. A huge broken cauldron fell from the sky, directly covering Shao Zhenren's figure in it.
When Shao Zhenren was about to struggle, a vast and unrivaled suction force suddenly emerged from the small cauldron, instantly sucking Shao Zhenren's body into it.
Then endless mana poured out, sealing Shao Zhenren in the small cauldron.
After everything was done, He Pingan's body turned into a golden light, left Xuanyang City, and fled outside the city.
In the Wanshou Palace, Emperor Jiaming seemed to have something in his heart. His consciousness rolled out, but found nothing. He flew up and looked around, but found that there was nothing unusual around the Wanshou Palace.
The figure turned back to Longevity Palace.
The most urgent task now is the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace. Other things are not important to Emperor Jiaming.
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