Jiaming Emperor's city was extremely fortified, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but let out a cry of shock and stood up directly from the collapse.
At this time, the expression on his face changed several times, and he was obviously in a very complicated mood.
He had no doubt about the authenticity of the news.
If Duke Zhenbei said that he killed five thousand Beimang cavalry, Emperor Jiaming would be the first to not believe it.
But when Duke Zhenbei said that the martial saint riding a dragon killed the wizard Zhu Qing and five thousand wolf riders, Emperor Jiaming would not have the slightest doubt.
Even if Zhenbei Gong was given ten courages to behead the shaman immortal who was in the transcendent realm, he would not dare to speak nonsense.
But he felt mixed feelings.
Fortunately, although the three crazy Taoists killed a transcendent monk, it was great news for both Daxuan and Emperor Jiaming.
The real body of the monks in the transcendental realm rarely shows up, and usually their clones show up outside. Therefore, most of the monks in the transcendental realm die when their life span is exhausted, but they are rarely killed in battles.
As the wizard fairy Beimang was beheaded and the news spread all over the world, the surrounding foreign races who were ready to take action would definitely be frightened by it and would not dare to act rashly.
What is worrying is that this dragon-riding martial saint cannot be used by him. He has repeatedly captured Daxuan officials and announced the crimes of Daxuan officials to the world without any discussion with him. The despotic power he has accumulated over the years has been lost. There is not much left that has been consumed.
At this time, there was an undercurrent surging in the court, and there were even rumors that the next target of the Dragon Riding Martial Saint might be himself.
Most of the ministers have already begun to choose between the two princes as their next choice.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Huang Daban, who was on the side, saw that Emperor Jiaming had been standing still after hearing the news. He thought he was overjoyed and shocked his mind, so he quickly called out.
"My dear companion, prepare to draw up the decree."
Emperor Jiaming was interrupted from his thoughts by Huang Daban, but he didn't take it seriously. Now the whole world is waiting for the statement of Emperor Daxuan, and no matter what, he has to react.
In the future, after breaking through the realm of transcendence, the first person to take the Dragon Riding Martial Saint Sacrificial Flag will be. In the Daxuan Kingdom, those who cannot be used for their own purposes will be redundant...
...
On the second day, He Ping'an didn't know what happened in the Longevity Palace, and was walking to the Alchemy Department in a wandering way.
At this time, the news from the Zhenbei Army that the wizard Zhu Qing was killed by three crazy Taoists, and the five thousand wolf riders in Beimang were also destroyed. Search.
He Ping'an also heard about Emperor Jiaming's imperial edict and praised the Dragon Riding Martial Saint, but between the lines, he always kept a distance from the Dragon Riding Martial Saint.
He Pingan understood that Emperor Jiaming was already wary of him.
In the eastern part of Daxuan, a mountain range stretching for more than 300 miles was almost leveled, but there was no mention of it in the imperial edict.
Even when He Ping'an walked into the Hall of Eternal Life, the monks were no exception and were discussing the matter.
A few days ago in the Hall of Eternal Life, because of the death of Gongsun Yuanzheng, all the "righteous men" who pointed out He Pingan behind his back disappeared.
At this time, there are only a group of "masters" left who talk about national affairs and give guidance.
For example, He Pingan had just passed by a group of alchemists from the Alchemy Department and heard one of them, an alchemist named Shangguan Xiubo, who was in his thirties, talking loudly in the crowd.
This person was the one who talked about him the most behind his back before, but now he was also using his own strengths. The little triangle rolled his eyes and said to the people around him: "If you ask me, this Dragon Riding Martial Saint is still too kind. "
"If it were me, I would definitely take advantage of the great victory to turn Beimang upside down, capture the Beimang Khan alive and give it to the Holy One, and then kidnap all the beauties in Beimang..."
When everyone around heard this, they all burst into laughter that only men can understand.
One of them said: "I heard that the beauties in Beimang are all tall, especially with concave and convex figures. They are big where they should be, and they are curvy where they should be. There are even beauties with natural white hair and blue eyes... ....”
As they talked, the direction of everyone's discussion had changed, from capturing Beimang Khan to toying with his concubines one by one in front of the Khan...
At this time, He Ping'an walked by, and a word suddenly floated into the crowd: "A small sewing needle, so ridiculous..."
Suddenly, the crowd that had been bustling just now fell into a suffocating silence.
It took a long time for everyone to react and look at the culprit, only to find that he was already gone.
Shangguan Xiubo raised his voice and defended He Pingan's back: "I am not a sewing needle!"
"I didn't say it was you, why did you come forward?"
As He Pingan's figure turned the corner in front, the last words floated over in the distance, and then the figure completely disappeared from everyone's eyes.
"Wow, ah, I'm so angry..."
Shangguan Xiubo was so choked by He Pingan that his face turned red. He didn't know what to say. He wanted to rush up and argue with He Pingan, but after thinking for a long time, he only dared to jump on the spot angrily.
The reason is that He Pingan is now at the fifth level of martial arts, the same level as him, but he also saw He Pingan fight Gongsun Yuanzheng that day.
He is also a fifth-grade alchemist. He can refine elixirs and talk behind his back. If he does it, he will pay for it himself. Of these two people, he can't do anything...
Arriving in the alchemy room, He Ping'an was about to start refining the elixir. Suddenly, his heart moved, and his consciousness sank into the clone in Dongshi.
He Ping'an pays little attention to this clone, and only pays attention to it under some special circumstances.
For daily treatment of diseases and saving lives, the ray of consciousness retained by this clone is enough.
Most patients are basically cured by medicine.
Now this avatar has accumulated a huge reputation in the East City, and many dignitaries come here just to seek medical treatment.
However, there are three things that He Ping'an's clone cannot do.
If left untreated, people will be proud and willful, relying on power, arrogant, domineering, and unreasonable.
2. People whose life span has expired without medical treatment.
Three, people who do not treat themselves are those who suffer from bad moral character.
If there are any of these three types of people, no matter how much money they pay and no matter how good the poisonous elixir is, He Ping'an will not treat them.
...
It was just past three o'clock, it was just dawn, and there were not many people in the East Market.
But there were already three guards in armor standing next to He Pingan's stall.
On top of the armor, there was glittering gold, and it was obvious at first glance that it was not ordinary.
These guards are all at the fourth level of martial arts, and one of the leaders is at the third level of martial arts.
Although such a level of cultivation is not worth mentioning for He Pingan, for ordinary monks, he is already considered a master.
The name of He Ping'an's clone is Qin Yue Ren, and he calls himself Peng Que Mountain Ren.
"Please ask Dr. Qin to come to the mansion to diagnose and treat His Highness."
The guard with a third-level cultivation level said.
These people had just explained their purpose of coming, and they were the guards in the palace of the King of Han. Ten days ago, the King of Han suddenly developed thick sores on his body, with poisonous water flowing across the body, and the pain and itching were unbearable. Five days later, he suddenly fainted and fell into a coma.
No matter how much the people in the mansion shouted, they could not wake him up.
Many doctors from the palace came to treat him, but they had no effect.
They even invited Master Junsu from the Wanchun Hall of the Medical Immortal Valley, but she was also unable to do anything about these symptoms.
He Ping'an secretly moved in his heart. He had met his master several times and knew that although this person was a woman, she actually still had some abilities.
If she couldn't cure it, then the disease was indeed a bit weird.
I heard that this King of Han had a reputation as a virtuous man, and he was courteous to virtuous men. He had a group of capable people and strangers under his sect.
He Pingan happened to want to break into the Daxuan royal family to see if everyone in this royal family was already rotten.
If it sucks, he won't mind killing Emperor Jiaming in the future and replacing Daxuan with a new successor.
As a man who wants to lie down, he doesn't want to manage these trivial matters of home and country, which are too boring and cumbersome.
Anyway, no matter who becomes the emperor in the future, it will not be my little brother...
In this way, going to treat the King of Han this time was exactly what he wanted.
"Lead the way."
He Ping'an didn't waste any time. He put away his stall and followed the three of them towards the Han Palace.
