Back at the Xiancao Hall, the medicine shop in front was closed. He Ping'an opened the formation and entered the house directly, but he could smell a faint smell of blood on the tip of his nose.
"Xi Fei!"
He Pingan flashed into the backyard and found Hong Xifei making his bed, and then he felt relieved.
"Sir, you are back."
When Hong Xifei saw He Ping'an suddenly appearing, she was startled at first, and then a hint of joy flashed across her pretty face.
"Um......"
He Ping'an looked at Hong Xifei carefully and found that there was nothing unusual about her, and then asked: "Did anything happen today?"
"Nothing's wrong..."
Hong Xifei glanced at He Pingan curiously, wondering why he asked this question.
"That's strange, why I smell blood."
He Ping'an frowned and said, and then his spiritual consciousness was ready to explore everywhere.
This is when Hong Xifei reacted and said with a smile: "So nervous, what did I think it was?"
"Sir, Xiao Shizhen went out to collect herbs today and accidentally fell. His legs were cut several times by weeds and bled a lot."
Hong Xifei explained.
"Xiaoishizhen?"
He Pingan's consciousness fell into the room of several medicine boys, and he saw that the medicine boys were already lying on the bed. Shi Zhen's left leg was tied with a thin layer of linen, and there was faint blood seeping out.
Seeing this scene, He Pingan withdrew his consciousness and told Hong Xifei: "Xiao Shizhen is still young after all. Don't arrange for him to do things like collecting medicine."
"Yes, sir, the slave family knows."
Hong Xifei said with a smile that she had long discovered that the young master was a cold-faced and warm-hearted person. He said he should not bring people to Xiancao Hall casually, but in fact he was very concerned about the medicine boys in Xiancao Hall.
"Sir, having said that, Xiao Shi has made really fast progress. Now he has recognized more than 400 kinds of medicinal materials, and he is also the most literate among all the medicine boys..."
Hong Xifei was full of praise for Shi Zhen.
"Well, you can slowly let him study the medical books later, or you can let him be your deputy on the side, so that you can relax."
He Ping'an said, then glanced at Hong Xifei and found that her cultivation level had reached the fifth level, but she could not hide the fatigue on her face.
"This jade pendant is given to you. Wear it regularly to relax your soul and enhance your consciousness."
He Ping'an took out a crystal clear jade pendant, with a faint aura permeating the surface.
This was the Taibai Jade given to him by the Caobang before. He made it into a jade pendant and engraved some miniature formations and some talisman marks on it.
Not only can he rest with peace of mind, but he can also withstand an attack from a transcendent monk.
However, he did not tell Hong Xifei about the effectiveness of resisting the attacks of transcendent monks.
Secrets like this are usually prepared for danger, so to speak, but they may become ineffective.
"Thank you, sir!"
Hong Xifei quickly took the jade pendant into her arms and felt the faint aura coming from the jade pendant. Holding it in her hand, she felt a sense of peace of mind.
"Okay, it's okay. Let's go and rest. I'll see how tired you are!"
He Ping'an said that Hong Xifei treats nearly a hundred people every day, and even with a fifth-level cultivation level, his body may not be able to tolerate it.
"yes!"
Hong Xifei smiled like a flower and agreed.
Suddenly he jumped to He Pingan's side, and his cherry mouth touched He Pingan's face lightly, and he tasted it briefly.
After doing all this, two red clouds flew up quietly on Hong Xifei's pretty face, and she jumped away without looking back.
'Don't go! '
He Ping'an wanted to stop her and let her take another bite, but before he could feel it, it was over.
Mainly because just now, Hong Xifei jumped up and down, her eyes were completely attracted by the two white rabbits, but she ignored the feelings on her face...
At three o'clock in the afternoon, He Ping'an's figure turned into a shadow and floated out quietly. An hour later, he returned from the outside.
...
On the second day, He Pingan went to work at the Pharmacy Refining Department as usual.
Although the two real people are missing, he is still "established" in the Pharmacy Refining Department.
Moreover, he found that the Alchemy Department gave him more opportunities to take pills than the Drafting Department. As long as he completed the set "target" every day, the remaining spiritual materials were basically his own.
For him, completing these "targets" is just like playing, and at least half of the spiritual materials will be left for him to squander.
Not long after, Zhao Zhong came to the Pharmacy Refining Department and announced the new chief alchemist of the Pharmacy Refining Department.
Only then did He Ping'an discover that he was actually Changchun Master of Quanzhen Taoism.
After nearly half a year, Master Changchun's cultivation has been completely stabilized at the third level. After He Ping'an's guidance on alchemy, Master Changchun learned by analogy and his alchemy skills improved by leaps and bounds.
This is the reason why Zhao Zhong recommended him.
After Zhao Zhong left, Changchun Master glanced at He Ping'an and said with a smile: "Brother He, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect that we could work together."
"See the real person!"
He Pingan felt very cordial when he saw Changchun Master. After all, this old Taoist priest had indeed helped him a lot.
It can be said that without him, He Pingan would never have been able to approach Taoism for ten thousand years so calmly.
It may have been discovered by others, and if his cultivation level was low at the time, he would even be studied as an alien.
"You're still so polite, kid."
Master Changchun smiled, and then invited: "How about we go to my room and have a chat?"
"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."
He Ping'an and Changchun Master smiled at each other and walked towards Master Shao's alchemy room.
...
An hour later, He Ping'an walked out of the Changchun real person's room.
Logically speaking, Fang Xiandao should have sent another monk to serve as the so-called chief alchemist of the alchemy department.
It is a pity that Fang Xiandao only has two first-grade monks in total, and they are all in the Alchemy Department, so there is really no one to arrange for them.
At the same time, the head of Fang Xiandao did not want to take another trip into the muddy waters of the Palace of Eternal Life. After all the hardships, Fang Xiandao managed to train two first-grade monks, but at this time there was no news.
If we send people again, I'm afraid the orthodoxy will not be preserved.
The Medical Immortal Valley kept silent in a tacit understanding and did not arrange for monks to come to compete for this position.
Zhao Zhong couldn't find anyone, so he set his sights on Quanzhen Dao.
Quanzhen Dao was not far from Xuanyang, and Zhao Zhong used all his strength to control the air, and it only took four hours.
Master Chongyang of Quanzhen Taoism was not good at alchemy, but he seemed to have some interest in this position, so he pushed Master Changchun out.
Zhao Zhong happened to still have some friendship with Changchun Master, so he brought him over with both soft and hard tactics.
He Ping'an felt a little worried in his heart. From his many interactions with Changchun Master, he found that his cultivation was acceptable, but he was upright, and he might not be a special match for Emperor Jiaming.
"If you have the chance, please help."
He Ping'an secretly said that it would be hard for him to persuade Changchun Master on this kind of matter.
Because from the chat just now, I found out that Changchun Master came here with the mission of Quanzhen Dao.
Master Chongyang wants to use the steps of the Palace of Eternal Life to bring Quanzhen Tao to the political stage of Daxuan, carry forward Quanzhen Tao and overwhelm the other immortal sects of Daxuan.
...
In the Drug Testing Department, a middle-aged man wearing a short shirt took a dark Yinsha pill, and then his face froze, as if he was in a daze.
The Taoist boy and the supervising captain didn't pay attention and quickly left the quiet room.
And He Ping'an, who had just been sitting in the alchemy room, was in a trance, and the pictures in front of his eyes were spinning.
Fifteen hundred years ago, Daxuan was first established, and the surrounding foreign races were eyeing it.
Jizhou, the far north.
Thousands of miles of flying snow, a howling cold wind, and a vast expanse of white between heaven and earth.
"Da da......"
There was a rapid sound of horse hooves, and on an official road filled with snow, thousands of light cavalry galloped past the official road. The horses' hooves flew up and a cloud of snow-colored smoke rose up.
He Pingan saw it clearly from God's perspective. The man on horseback was two feet tall and burly. He was wearing simple clothing made of animal fur, carrying a bow and arrow, and holding a mace.
Among the cavalry, a flag with a gray ice direwolf head totem showing its fangs was flying high, looking extremely fierce.
This is the wolf clan of the north, the Beimang Cavalry.
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