"this......"
Master Zizhu's expression changed, but he did not expect that the San crazy Taoist would ask such a sharp question as soon as he opened his mouth.
"There's no one else here, you can rest assured."
Several golden talismans flew out from the hands of the three crazy Taoists, directly sealing off the space here.
As a first-grade monk, Zizhu layman can be said to have stood at the pinnacle of Daxuan human cultivation without leaving the mountain. When it comes to government affairs and Emperor Jiaming, he will naturally not be like a few rotten scholars who only know loyalty to the emperor but no idea of patriotism. .
He looked at the three crazy Taoists, smiled casually and said: "Whether you are testing or sincerely asking about politics, I have nothing to fear."
"The Holy One has only sought immortality these past few years, but there are indeed signs of the country's subjugation..."
At this time, Zizhu layman finally found someone who could talk to him. Once he opened the chat box, he listed the many absurd and unethical things that Emperor Jiaming had done since he established the Palace of Eternal Life.
My hair and beard are all stretched out, and I am heartbroken and heartbroken.
He Ping'an was also a little surprised. He didn't expect this old man to say this for half an hour, like a surging river, continuous and without pause.
Especially when he said some outrageous things, even He Ping'an didn't know much about them.
"Pindao came here today precisely for this matter."
After Master Zizhu finished complaining, He Ping'an turned his eyes and said, "As a first-grade monk, layman, haven't you ever thought about doing what you can for the human race and Daxuan?"
Zizhu layman's old face turned red: "You have also seen today that it is difficult to change things that have been approved by the Holy One."
"Although I am a first-class monk, I am still powerless."
"Even if you die to persuade him, it will not help..."
He Pingan suddenly interrupted: "Then change the emperor!"
"ah......"
When Zizhu layman heard this, he was stunned and stunned. His body froze there, and even his soul was in a brief trance.
It seemed that Lei was charred on the outside and tender on the inside by He Ping'an's words.
Over the years, he has thought of countless ways, but he has never thought of changing to another emperor.
The main reason is due to Emperor Jiaming's lustful power over the years.
Although he has not broken through to the realm of transcendence, he has the destiny of his country, so even a true immortal can still fight.
Even if Daxuan and other first-grade monks were put together, they couldn't defeat Emperor Jiaming alone.
But as his thoughts returned to normal, Zizhu layman looked at the three crazy Taoists in front of him, and his heart suddenly moved.
All fear comes from lack of firepower.
'Yes, I and others can't defeat Emperor Jiaming, but this three crazy Taoist, who just destroyed the Beimang Witch Immortal, is exactly the same as the Dragon-riding Martial Saint. '
When he thought of this, he immediately understood why the three crazy Taoists asked him.
However, the Confucianism and Taoism deeply ingrained in his heart made him unable to accept it for a while.
Seeing the entanglement in his heart, He Ping'an said with a smile: "You can think about it slowly, but you won't be able to enjoy my original immortal energy..."
"Fairy energy?"
Zizhu layman looked at He Pingan and asked in surprise.
As He Pingan waved his hand, a jade bottle as thick as suet appeared in his hand.
"This is the original immortal energy that the poor Taoist collected from the source of the great avenue above the sky and refined it. Just one sip of it can extend your life by 360 years!"
"Is what senior said true?"
Upon hearing this, layman Zizhu, who had been hesitant just now, showed a trace of nervousness and excitement on his face.
Extending one's life by 360 years is simply an unparalleled temptation for monks like Zizhu layman who has only a short lifespan.
"A poor man never lies."
He Ping'an continued with a smile: "However, after smelling my original immortal energy, you must respect me as a poor person."
"this......"
Zizhu layman looked hesitant, but when he saw He Pingan put away the jade bottle and turned to leave, his face suddenly became anxious and he quickly said: "Junior is willing."
If I had known you would be like this, He Ping'an smiled secretly in his heart and waved his hand to summon the jade bottle again.
Unexpectedly, Master Zizhu added at this time: "But I have a condition."
"Pindao's original immortal energy is not something that anyone can just imagine."
He Ping'an looked gloomy and asked, "Does this guy think it's too easy to get it cheaply?"
It's a bit unscrupulous.
"This junior knows that this opportunity is hard to come by. I only ask for the orders from my seniors. I will not go against my original intention and focus on protecting the human race. No one dares to disobey."
Zizhu layman said.
"Okay, Pindao promises you!"
After hearing this, He Pingan nodded slightly. If Master Zizhu agrees too easily, it means that this person will lose his principles when he is alive and dead. He will not feel comfortable using him in the future.
Being able to put forward such conditions shows that he has his own principles, and he will feel more confident when using them in the future.
"Thank you, senior!"
Layman Zizhu had tears in his eyes. Who could have known that when his life was about to end, he would have such a great opportunity.
"Hurry up and take a whiff. I want to go somewhere else."
He Pingan opened the jade bottle in his hand, waved his hand and took out a wisp of fragrance, which fell into the mouth and nose of the layman Zizhu.
"disturbing noise......"
Seeing the strange fragrance approaching, Zizhu layman didn't think much. He took a deep breath and took the strange fragrance into his mouth.
He is not worried about He Ping'an poisoning this strange fragrance. For a monk in the transcendent realm, it is easy to subdue himself or even refine himself into a clone. There is no need to talk to him so much.
Besides, the reputation of the Three Crazy Taoists made Zizhu layman rest assured.
The moment the strange fragrance entered his body, Zizhu layman felt that his entire body seemed to be bathed in endless spiritual energy, and a strange energy kept washing over his body.
This is the effect of ginseng fruit. In just a quarter of an hour, Zizhu layman's physical body seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.
The gray hair turns black, the essence and blood of the body are endless, and the wave of the hand is full of power.
The wrinkles on his hands have disappeared, and the palms have a jade-like luster. Anyone with a discerning eye will know that his body has rejuvenated.
Seeing the changes in his physical body, Zizhu layman was extremely surprised.
Looking at the three crazy Taoists in front of him again, he couldn't help but feel grateful. He was about to kneel to the ground, but was lifted up by He Pingan's wave.
"Senior, if I don't kneel down to thank you, I really don't know how to repay my senior."
Zizhu layman said with a look of fear on his face.
"This kind of false courtesy has no meaning."
He Ping'an waved his hand: "I hope you will take care of yourself. If you are called in the future, something big will happen to the human race."
"Yes, junior understands!"
Zizhu layman quickly bowed and saluted.
When he raised his head, He Ping'an in front of him had disappeared.
"Senior seniors like this are so noble and upright, they are really admirable."
Zizhu layman looked at the sky in the distance, his heart shaken.
In all parts of Daxuan, within just two hours, all the high-level monks who were stopped by the mysterious people either chose to accept the conditions of the three crazy Taoists, or they chose not to help each other, chose to sit back and watch, and returned to their hermitages. .
After doing all this, all of He Pingan's clones quietly returned to the Drug Testing Department.
Why didn't he take action when he was outside the city before? First, he discovered that Emperor Jiaming had been silently paying attention there, obviously planning something.
Secondly, with all these things happening, he wanted the Daxuan human race to give up their illusions and see reality clearly.
Today's Emperor Jiaming is no longer worthy of being the emperor of Daxuan.
Facing the human race, he punched hard, and facing the dragon race, he knelt down.
It is also letting these monks choose sides.
Let him see clearly which group of people need to be dealt with after Emperor Jiaming is eliminated.
...
Xingningfang, the Palace of the Prince of Han.
A spy reported everything that happened outside the city to Han Wang Zhao Ying.
"Go to Dr. Qin and ask him to save Zhuo Shangshu."
Han Wang Zhao Ying ordered Gu Yuanjun who was standing aside.
He had an almost superstitious trust in He Pingan's medical skills and felt that he would be able to save Zhuo Yungui, the Minister of Rites.
He saved the Minister of Rites not only because he admired his spirit, but also because the King of Han wanted to rely on this life-saving grace to win over the Daxuan people who were aroused to share the same hatred and hatred.
Prepare yourself for future competition.
Gu Yuanjun followed his words and hurried to Dongshi to look for He Ping'an.
He Ping'an and the King of Han have already made an explanation. Although I am your guest, I will not choose to stay in the King of Han's palace forever.
He usually visits Dongshi for medical consultation. If something happens, just go to Dongshi to find him.
A quarter of an hour later, Gu Yuanjun found He Pingan in Dongshi and told him the news about the King of Han.
He Pingan was worried that he had no suitable reason to treat Zhuo Yungui, so he quickly took Tang Yuanzhi and followed Gu Yuanjun to the Rites Yamen.
Zhuo Yungui was carried back to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites. After being treated by the imperial doctor of the imperial hospital, he was sentenced to death.
The imperial doctor's original words were that his Qihai was exhausted and his vitality was exhausted. It was a miracle that he could persist in returning to Xuanyang City.
...
The yamen of the Ministry of Rites and the wing room.
Zhuo Yungui was lying on the bed with a pale complexion. A fourth-grade imperial physician looked at Zhuo Yungui in front of him, shook his head, and prepared to leave.
When life is cut off, no matter who comes, there is no solution.
"The Master of Wanchun Hall is here."
Outside the door, a young official from the Ministry of Rites, led by Shi Junsu, who was wearing a white shirt and a veil, walked in hurriedly.
The imperial doctor looked a little embarrassed, but he knew that time was tight at this time, so he didn't say much.
If Master Shijun can save Zhuo Yungui, he can be regarded as saving Daxuan an old minister who has served his country loyally.
After Shi Junsu entered the room, a thin thread was thrown out and wrapped around Zhuo Yungui's wrist.
Then he put his bare hands on the thin line and silently felt Zhuo Yungui's pulse.
After a moment, Shijun Su's face darkened, but he was still a little unwilling. He simply put his hand on Zhuo Yungui's forehead and penetrated Zhuo Yungui's body with his spiritual will.
"Alas...it's hard to cure a god."
Master Junsu sighed, Zhuo Yungui's condition was much worse than he thought. Even if the Master of the Medical Immortal Valley came here in person, he might not be able to save him.
Not to mention, the Master of the Medical Immortal Valley is still thousands of miles away and cannot reach him at all.
"Doctor Qin from the Han Palace is here to treat me!"
At this moment, another official from the Ministry of Rites came outside the door, leading He Ping'an and three others into the side room.
"Doctor Qin?"
When Shi Junsu heard the roll call, her heart moved. She had heard about Dr. Qin.
During the few days she returned to the valley, she saved King Han's life and cured Princess Han's hidden illness for many years. Even she secretly admired all these methods.
I have always wanted to meet him, but because of trivial matters, I have never been able to do so.
He Ping'an walked into the house and saw Shi Junsu also present. He was slightly startled, and then returned to normal.
Now that I have put on another vest, I understand that this teacher Junsu can't recognize me.
The imperial doctor on the side saw that Shi Junsu had no good prescription. He was about to leave, but at this time he stopped again.
He glanced at He Pingan with disdain and snorted coldly: "How dare cats and dogs come to treat illnesses."
After all, in his opinion, a patient who neither Tai Hospital nor Wanchuntang can do anything about is equivalent to a death sentence.
Shi Junsu didn't care, but this doctor who didn't know where he came from dared to join in the fun.
He had never heard of the Qin Yue people. Even if he had heard of them, he only thought that he had sneaked into the palace of the Han Dynasty as a doctor by relying on some tricks.
He Ping'an glanced at the imperial doctor slightly and said nothing. It was more important to save people at this time, so he didn't need to pay attention to this person.
His consciousness swept away, and Zhuo Yungui's physical condition was immediately clear to him.
Much worse than I expected.
He turned around and gave several instructions to Tang Yuanzhi and Gu Yuanjun behind him. When they heard the words, Gu Yuanjun looked embarrassed.
Tang Yuanzhi said unceremoniously: "My miracle doctor Qin wants to treat a disease, so you all need to go out first."
Many people looked surprised, "Who the hell are you, driving us out as soon as we come?"
Gu Yuanjun hurriedly explained: "This doctor Qin is the prince's special physician. He was the one who cured the prince's poisoning before."
It was not convenient for him to speak out about the princess's hidden illness.
Previously, the King of Han was poisoned and was revived by a visiting doctor from Dongshi. This incident was widely spread, and many people present heard about it.
When everyone heard about it, they already believed it. Under the leadership of an official from the Ministry of Rites, most of the people in the side room immediately walked out.
Shi Junsu's eyes sparkled and she did not leave, because she discovered that Dr. Qin only drove people away after entering the house and observing Zhuo Yungui's injury.
Does that mean that he is certain that he can save Zhuo Yungui?
She wanted to see how miracles happened.
But the imperial doctor on the side suddenly jumped up: "You are just pretending to be a ghost. Our imperial hospital cannot cure patients. As a wandering doctor, what can you do?"
He Ping'an ignored him and kept thinking in his mind. Zhuo Yungui's injuries were extremely serious at the moment. Ordinary medicinal stones could no longer cure him. Even the essence and blood of a first-grade martial artist could not be cured.
Only his own essence and blood can restore his physical body.
But Tang Yuanzhi on the side couldn't bear it anymore. He had seen He Ping'an's methods during this period, and he had already regarded him as a god. He said, "What can you ask Divine Doctor Qin to do?"
"I'm telling you right now, Divine Doctor Qin can cure the diseases that your Imperial Hospital can't cure. The poisons that your Imperial Hospital can't cure, Divine Doctor Qin can cure. In a word, Divine Doctor Qin can cure the diseases that your Imperial Hospital can't cure. Doctor Qin can also treat things that the hospital cannot treat. This is Doctor Qin, is it clear enough?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked shocked.
This is really brave to say, and this sentence not only slaps the face of the imperial doctor in front of him, but also slaps the face of the entire imperial hospital.
The imperial doctor was about to say something else, but He Ping'an was a little annoyed. With a wave of his sleeves, the imperial doctor could not help himself and was blown out of the door by the strong wind.
Everyone who was still in the house immediately left.
Shi Junsu still wanted to fish in troubled waters and see how He Pingan was cured, but He Pingan glanced at her and said coldly: "You also get out."
Shi Junsu had no choice but to follow the crowd and leave.
Only He Ping'an and three others were left on the field.
"You go and wait outside the door."
He Pingan sent Gu Yuanjun and Tang Yuanzhi away, then straightened his face and looked at Zhuo Yungui who was lying on the bed.
Suddenly, the middle finger and index finger stretched out and touched Zhuo Yungui's eyebrows. A huge amount of spiritual consciousness surged out, first fixing his soul in the sea of consciousness.
In case the body is revived later, the soul goes to the netherworld.
That would be tragic.
Then a golden light flashed from his right hand, smeared on the wrist of his left hand, and a drop of golden blood dripped into Zhuo Yungui's lips.
The golden blood melted in the mouth and immediately seeped into Zhuo Yungui's limbs and bones.
An astonishing change suddenly occurred in his physical body.
The broken sea of qi is repaired by the continuous influx of life.
The shattered internal organs were directly repaired and reborn, and the horrific wounds on the body were also directly healed, and a faint golden light flashed across the body surface.
After Zhuo Yungui experienced this calamity, he was a blessing in disguise, and his breakthrough in Confucianism and Taoism was just around the corner.
"Call them in."
A quarter of an hour later, He Ping'an ordered Gu Yuanjun and the others to call in the others.
Everyone immediately swarmed in. They had no hope at first, but when they saw Zhuo Yungui on the bed, their expressions froze.
Shijun Su used his spiritual consciousness to feel it, and he was immediately shocked. He didn't even bother to use the thin thread, and put his hand directly on Zhuo Yungui's wrist.
The pulse is strong, and the body is not only restored to its original state, but also seems to be ten years younger.
"Doctor Qin, how did you do it?"
Shi Junsu's Kazilan looked at He Pingan with big eyes, a look of disbelief on her face.
"This is my doctor's secret medicine, so I can't tell you."
He Pingan shook his head and refused to elaborate.
But there was still one sentence left in his mouth that was not spoken.
Little beauty, you can only feel better after drinking my essence. Do you want to drink it...
The light in Shi Junsu's eyes did not diminish at all, but became brighter. This is what a senior master should look like.
If everyone said it, wouldn't it mean the streets were ruined?
At this moment, the imperial doctor outside the door came in with an old imperial doctor with white beard and hair and a third-level medical knowledge. As soon as he came in, he shouted: "Hospital envoy, this is the person who clamored that our imperial hospital can't cure it." They can cure good diseases..."
The old academician on the side glanced at Zhuo Yungui who was lying on the bed, and suddenly turned pale with shock. Then he slapped the imperial doctor on the face, knocking him staggering.
"You are blind, but you don't even look at Zhuo Shangshu to see if he's healed already."
The imperial doctor covered his red face and looked at Zhuo Yungui who was lying on the bed. His body was intact, but he didn't know what was going on inside.
Just as his consciousness was about to come out, Zhuo Yungui coughed slightly at the right time, and then sat up from the bed.
"Ah, this..."
The imperial doctor, no matter how clear he was at this time, knew that Zhuo Yungui was indeed saved by He Ping'an.
Thinking of this scene, his face turned blue and white, extremely embarrassed.
Looking at everyone again, they all looked at him like a fool, making him want to tear open the crack in the ground and get in.
The envoy of Taiyuan Hospital did not care about his face at all, and said with a cupped hand: "Jiu Mingyi, Qiu Mingyi of Taiyuan Hospital, has met my senior."
After the hospital envoy discovered that Zhuo Yungui was rescued by He Pingan, he used his spiritual consciousness to explore He Pingan, but found that the opponent's strength was completely unpredictable, and he must be higher than himself.
He Ping'an waved his hand to greet the hospital envoy, but he never took a serious look at the imperial doctor who made trouble.
"Senior has great medical skills, and I admire you very much. If you are free, please go to the Imperial Hospital, and I can entertain you."
Qiu Mingyi lowered his voice and wanted to invite He Ping'an to the Taiyuan Hospital.
Compared with other monks, high-level doctors are rare. There is a third-level doctor in Daxuan and one in the Medical Immortal Valley. There were two alchemy masters in Fangxian Dao, but now they have fallen. The doctor in front of me is at least a second-level doctor. Now I see Yes, of course I have to ask for advice.
"Senior, junior Medical Immortal Valley Master Junsu, I hit it off with senior and would like to invite senior to Wanchun Hall for a while."
"There are many ancient medical books in Wanchuntang..."
Master Junsu on the side saw this scene and hurriedly intervened.
I was obviously the one who came first, but you are so shameless and still want to rob someone.
At this time, Zhuo Yungui, the Minister of Rites, who had just woken up, also learned from everyone's mouth that He Ping'an in front of him was his savior. He quickly stood up and said hurriedly: "Thank you Doctor Qin for saving your life. Zhuo Yungui can't repay him." .”
After saying that, he bowed and saluted.
He Ping'an quickly helped him up and comforted him: "Zhuo Shangshu serves the country and the people. I can only do a little work for you, so why do you care about it?"
Yun Danfeng was so gentle that everyone present was even more impressed.
In the end, He Pingan agreed to Shi Junsu's invitation after careful consideration.
I just wanted to study medical books and explore the future development direction of Daxuan's medical skills. It had nothing to do with the beauty of the girl next door.
...
Imperial City, Jinluan Hall.
Emperor Jiaming, for the first time, took off his Taoist robes, wore a dragon-embroidered robe and a nine-glazed crown, and sat solemnly on the dragon chair.
But I felt slightly disappointed in my heart.
Just outside the city, it was a scene he had agreed to perform with the East China Sea Dragon Clan, in order to lure out the three crazy Taoists.
Who knew, those three crazy Taoists didn't show up at all.
I don’t know if it’s not here or if I just turn a blind eye.
This made the plan in his mind postponed again.
All civil and military officials were divided into two groups, standing at the bottom.
The envoy of the Dragon Palace, Prime Minister Gui, led two second-level demon generals and slowly walked up to the palace.
"Meet Emperor Daxuan!"
Prime Minister Turtle stood before His Highness, slightly arching his hands with a proud look on his face.
"Bold, you don't kneel down when you see the Holy One!"
An official in a scarlet robe came out and reprimanded loudly.
Before Prime Minister Gui could refute, Emperor Jiaming waved his hand and said slowly: "It doesn't matter."
"Dragon Palace envoys, you have come a long way and it has been a hard journey."
"Thank you Emperor Daxuan. This is the betrothal gift that the Dragon King specially ordered me to bring. Please see Emperor Daxuan."
Prime Minister Turtle stretched out his hand to make a false move, and a long list of betrothal gifts appeared on his turtle claws.
Hearing this, Emperor Jiaming showed a rare excitement on his face, and he waved to take the list of betrothal gifts into his hand, but then he remembered his identity and sat back down.
"One hundred drops of true dragon essence and blood, three thousand-year-old clam beads..."
Huang Daban walked down the hall, took the betrothal gift list from Prime Minister Gui, and read out the contents of the gift list in front of everyone in the hall.
Every treasure on it is a rare treasure.
But at this moment, Emperor Jiaming only had that sentence in his mind.
Hundreds of drops of true dragon essence and blood!
