"Squeak..."
He didn't let him wait long, the door was pushed open, and several monks with strange faces appeared in He Ping'an's room.
The leader is a fourth-grade Confucian cultivator.
"Master He, we are Dragon Guard monks. Please come with us."
The fourth-grade Confucian cultivator said.
"For what?"
He Pingan stood up in shock, almost knocking over the medicine shelf beside him, and asked quickly.
The fourth-grade Confucian cultivator glanced at He Pingan's reaction and nodded slightly without any trace.
The reputation of the Dragon Guards made everyone from big officials to small traders and foot soldiers change their expressions upon hearing the reputation.
If He Pingan behaves too blandly, there must be something wrong.
"Something big happened, two real people from the Alchemy Department are missing!"
The fourth-grade Confucian cultivator spoke again, his hawk-like eyes staring closely at He Ping'an's face.
"Impossible, how is this possible?"
He Ping'an looked shocked and took a step back, almost falling to the ground.
"Sir, these two real people are both high-ranking people. How could it be possible?"
He Pingan asked with a look in his eyes that he couldn't figure out.
"You are in the Alchemy Department, don't you know anything about what's going on outside?"
The fourth-grade Confucian cultivator asked.
"To tell you the truth, I have just made a furnace of elixirs, and all my concentration is in the elixir furnace."
While speaking, He Ping'an slapped the alchemy furnace with his palm, and the lid of the furnace rose into the sky. A refreshing fragrance of alchemy immediately spread out from the alchemy furnace.
"receive!"
He Ping'an grabbed it with one hand, rolled his true energy, and took out six blue pills from the pill furnace.
"This is?"
The fourth-grade Confucian cultivator looked at the elixir that had just been released, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.
"This is the magic pill."
He Pingan put the elixir in his hand into the jade bottle and answered nonchalantly.
The Soul-Calming Pill can not only improve the cultivation level of monks below the third level, but also calm the mind and soul, reduce the risk of monks going crazy and become possessed, and has a miraculous effect when breaking through the third level cultivation level.
For ordinary alchemists, it is extremely difficult to refine.
However, He Ping'an has already shown his talent for alchemy before. Although he has been here for just one month, he has already refined several kinds of elixirs that are no less than the Dingling Pill, so it is not a strange thing.
"I didn't expect Master He to be so proficient in alchemy. It's disrespectful and disrespectful."
The fourth-grade Confucian cultivator bowed solemnly to He Pingan, with a little more respect in his words.
"I don't know what to call this senior?"
He Ping'an glanced at the fourth-grade Confucian cultivator in front of him and asked.
"Senior, if you don't dare to take this position, Master He can just call me Lu Wei!"
The fourth-grade Confucian cultivator opened his mouth and answered.
"Lord Lu, you have worked hard all the way. I will go with you."
He Ping'an put away the jade bottle in his hand, closed the fire gate, and prepared to follow them.
Seeing the Dingling Pill being put away, Lu Wei's eyes flashed with disappointment. When he saw He Ping'an walking by, he was ready to lead the way.
For Lu Wei, who was at the fourth level of cultivation at this time, this pacifying elixir was nothing less than a panacea.
Just as the two of them passed each other, a cold and round object quietly slipped into Lu Wei's hand without attracting anyone's attention.
"hiss......"
As soon as Lu Wei sensed it, he took out a hint of cold air from the corner of his mouth, and then quickly put away the items.
He raised his hands and chest, pretending that nothing happened, and led the way, but with just a few gestures, he respected He Pingan even more.
And He Pingan, who was walking behind him, had an unpredictable smile on his face.
Jianghu is not about fighting and killing; Jianghu is about human relations.
He had long seen that Lu Wei wanted the Soul-fixing Pill, so just now, He Ping'an quietly stuffed two Soul-fixing Pills into his hands.
Anyway, for him, this spiritual elixir is of little use. The spiritual materials are all from the Alchemy Department, and he just refined them.
For Lu Wei, it was definitely a bloody gain, but he would never lose.
Although He Pingan has only been in the Pharmacy Department for a short time, it is not uncommon for him to use the spiritual materials of the Alchemy Department to refine elixirs and take them away.
The Alchemy Department assigns fixed tasks to each alchemist, and the amount of spiritual materials is also fixed.
But among the alchemists, some are good at alchemy and some are poor at alchemy.
Therefore, the tasks assigned every time are basically in the middle line.
If you refine well and have extra spiritual materials, you can naturally use the extra spiritual materials for your own use.
So this is also the reason why Emperor Jiaming was able to recruit so many alchemists.
And He Ping'an can say without any pride that as long as he wants to, he can refine the elixir without losing any spiritual materials.
...
Half a quarter of an hour later, He Ping'an followed Lu Wei to the center of the Hall of Eternal Life, on the small square under the Nine-turn Wanshou Furnace.
At this time, nearly a hundred alchemists from the Alchemy Department had been brought over.
On the square, a simple bronze mirror stands in the middle.
Ask the mirror!
He Ping'an squinted his eyes. It was exactly the same as the Mind-Questioning Mirror in Jingzhao Mansion, but under the sweep of his spiritual consciousness, there seemed to be a mysterious power hidden in this Mind-Questioning Mirror. Even he could not underestimate it.
It seems that Emperor Jiaming attaches great importance to these two real people.
He directly moved out the Heart-Questing Mirror hidden in the palace!
Lu Wei brought He Ping'an to the square and handed him over to a sixth-grade Dragon Guard monk who was maintaining order at the scene. He gave him two key instructions to take good care of him, and then went to other departments to lead people. .
"Are you He Ping'an?"
A fifth-grade martial artist dressed in brocade came over and asked.
He Ping'an raised his head and glanced at the young warrior with an arrogant face and thin lips in front of him, and confirmed that he had not known him before.
Could it be that this person admired his appearance, or had he heard the legend that he had been experimenting with medicine for ten years?
He Ping'an straightened his back and replied like a master: "That's right!"
"Wherever you are today and what you have done, tell me from the facts!"
Seeing him admit it, the young warrior's eyes suddenly became sharp.
He Ping'an was stunned. He scanned the circle of people around him and found that everyone was waiting. Only when they were put in the interrogation mirror would they start to cross-examine.
And it's just a few sentences, and I won't ask in such detail.
He Ping'an couldn't help but confirm again. He really didn't recognize the martial artist in front of him. He probably had never met him before.
Then, there is only one possibility, he is looking for trouble!
Thinking of this, he felt happy. He had been in Daxuan for so many years, but he had never met such a reckless man who could give him a chance to show off.
"Stop looking around, I'm asking you!"
The martial artist didn't know what He Ping'an was thinking. Seeing that he hadn't answered him, but looked around, he couldn't help but said angrily.
"Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly!"
He Pingan looked at the fifth-grade martial artist in front of him and said lazily.
Although I don’t know why I was targeted by this person, I will not cooperate with him if I know his purpose.
"I ask you, where are you today and what have you done? Tell me from the facts!"
The young warrior's arrogant face had veins popping out as he spoke word by word.
His voice was much louder, which immediately attracted the attention of those around him.
The sixth-grade monk next to him, who was originally maintaining order, saw this and hurriedly stepped forward and advised: "Senior Brother Gongsun, if you want anything, I'll ask you later. This is Senior Brother Lu's friend."
"Are you using Senior Brother Lu to pressure me?"
The young warrior glared at him. Everyone around him was looking at him. If he retreated now, wouldn't he be showing that he was afraid of Senior Brother Lu?
The thought of retreating immediately was withdrawn.
The sixth-grade monk was glared at by him and felt a chill all over his body, so he immediately retreated.
This Senior Brother Gongsun is a genius of the younger generation of the Dragon Guard. He has already broken through the fifth level of cultivation in his early twenties, and has reached the peak of the fifth level in just a few months, and may reach the fourth level at any time. .
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