"Stop!"
"Stop, leave the elixir!"
Countless mana attacks and magic weapons rained down on the Nine-turn Longevity Furnace, but the dark golden light on the Nine-turn Longevity Furnace was all that was seen, and all the attacks were canceled out.
The Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace drew an arc in mid-air, broke through the city defense formation, and swept across the sky in an instant.
...
Xuanyang City is thousands of miles away.
The Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace, which was more than two hundred feet high, stood in mid-air, and the black clouds of calamity arrived as promised.
Although many monks have not caught up with the Nine-turn Longevity Furnace, the calamity cloud in the sky is the most direct target. As long as they keep a close eye on the calamity cloud, the Nine-turn Longevity Pill will not disappear.
"Uh-huh!"
He Ping'an jumped out of the alchemy furnace, looked up at the sky, a faint smile flashed across his face, and then he soared into the sky.
Dark gold light flashed all over his body, like a dragon entering the sea and flying into the calamity clouds. Ignoring the endless purple gold thunder and lightning, he raised his legs and punched wantonly.
The dark golden light swept across the entire Tribulation Cloud, covering hundreds of miles. The Tribulation Cloud let out a cry, and was completely torn apart by He Pingan, dissipating invisible.
At this time, outside Xuanyang City, countless escaping lights flew here. When they saw that the three crazy Taoists were here, most of the escaping lights immediately stopped nearby and did not dare to move forward.
The Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace stood in the sky, and the refreshing fragrance of elixirs overflowed from it. A few rays of light saw He Ping'an still clearing away the calamity clouds in mid-air. Their speed did not slow down, and they flew directly towards the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace.
"Amitabha, this elixir is destined to be my Buddha, open it!"
An old monk with half a step of detachment, wearing a golden cassock and shining with golden Buddha light, landed on the lid of the Nine-turn Longevity Furnace first. As soon as he slapped the lid, he flew into the Nine-turn Longevity Furnace.
"Isn't this Master Shengding from Xuanguang Temple?"
"It is said that he died at the end of his life fifty years ago. Why did he appear today?"
"Buddhism has been holding back for a long time, and must have a plan..."
The monks below were talking a lot about the old monk who suddenly appeared, and many monks flew up, seemingly to stop Master Shengding, but in fact, with greed in their eyes, they rushed towards the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace.
"Peng!"
Master Shengding's palm, which contained endless Buddha's light, struck the furnace lid heavily, but it failed to fly away as expected. A trace of dark gold light appeared on the surface of the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace, and Master Shengding was thrown away.
"Wow......"
Master Shengding lost his footing and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Unexpectedly, it was only the furnace lid that shook, causing him, a Buddhist monk who had only half-stepped beyond the realm of transcendence, to suffer serious injuries.
When did this Nine-turn Longevity Furnace become so terrifying...
Many monks immediately stopped and did not dare to move forward.
"You came just in time!"
He Ping'an fell from the sky and stood on the lid of the Nine-turn Wanshou Furnace with his head held high.
He slowly scanned the surrounding area. The monks in front of him had already gathered more than half of Daxuan's upper-level third-level monks. Then he said, "You must all be very curious about the elixirs in this alchemy furnace. I will invite you." Let’s take a look!”
As he spoke, he made a move with one hand, opened the furnace lid, and the Nine-turn Longevity Pill immediately flew out of the pill furnace and floated on He Ping'an's palm.
With the appearance of the Nine-turn Longevity Pill, everyone's attention was immediately attracted to it.
I saw that the surface of the elixir was crystal clear, blood was surging, and there was a strange fragrance overflowing. Especially after the elixir tribulation was over, the surface of the Nine Transformations and Longevity Pill was filled with divine light, vaguely revealing various mysteries, and it looked extremely tempting.
If this pill were not in He Ping'an's hands, I'm afraid these monks would have been unable to hold back.
Even so, it cannot stop the greedy eyes of many monks. If the eyes can eat the pill, I am afraid that the Nine Transformations and Longevity Pill will have been divided into countless pieces by everyone's eyes.
"This elixir is called the Nine Transformations and Longevity Dan. It was made by Emperor Jiaming using the corpses of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine people who tested the elixir..."
He Pingan announced the origin of the Nine Turns Longevity Pill in front of many monks.
"What? Medicine corpse?"
"It turns out that Emperor Jiaming set up the Medicine Testing Department of the Palace of Eternal Life not to refine the elixir, but to practice the Nine Transformations and Longevity Pill..."
"This kind of elixir is too bloody and kills too much, which will harm the peace of the world..."
"The elixir refined with so many medicine corpses must be extremely effective..."
When many monks heard this, most of them looked shocked, not expecting that Emperor Jiaming's methods were so cruel.
Although there have always been alchemy rooms for refining human yuan elixirs in the world of immortality, they are usually just a human body. It is simply unheard of to refine an elixir like this using nearly a hundred thousand corpses.
Everyone pointed at the Nine Turns Longevity Pill and talked about it.
However, they did a little wrong to Emperor Jiaming. When he established the Palace of Eternal Life, he actually made two preparations. At the beginning, he really wanted to refine the elixir.
But in the end, it was discovered that no matter what grade of elixir it was, it could not extend his longevity.
That's why I took this Nine Transformations Longevity Pill as my last hope.
The recipe for the Nine Transformations of Longevity Pill was accidentally obtained by Taizu from his campaigns in all directions.
However, Taizu believed that this elixir would harm Tianhe, so he locked the elixir in a secret vault in the palace and could not use it.
Later, it passed through many emperors, and finally fell into the hands of Emperor Jiaming.
After glancing around at the monks with different expressions below, He Ping'an raised his hand and pressed it down gently, and the scene suddenly became quiet.
"This elixir does have extraordinary effects. If a first-grade monk swallows it, it is not impossible to directly break through the transcendent realm."
He Pingan slowly explained.
"Then if I swallow this pill, I can directly reach the realm of true immortality?"
"This kind of elixir can harm the heaven and earth. How is it different from cannibalism?
"No matter how good it is, you can't eat it!"
...
There was a sudden excitement among the many monks. Unexpectedly, this pill was so powerful that it could create a true fairyland monk out of thin air.
But the sacrifice of the refined elixir made half of the people look disgusted and sneered at the Nine Transformations Longevity elixir refined from human corpses.
There are still a few and a half people who covet the Nine Transformations Longevity Pill even more.
To them, they didn't care how the elixir was made. They only cared about its heaven-defying effects.
He Ping'an's eyes flickered, taking in the reactions of all the monks, and said again: "This Nine Transformations Longevity Pill is made from medicine corpses and is nourished by endless evil energy. There is a half chance that if you take this pill, you will become a human being." A monster who knows how to kill.”
As soon as these words came out, many monks among the half of the people who coveted the Nine Transformations Longevity Pill showed fear on their faces.
They want to become true immortals that everyone respects, rather than becoming a killing monster that everyone hates.
If there were such terrible side effects, they immediately became confused.
But there are still twenty or thirty monks, but they are still obsessed with the Nine-turn Longevity Pill, and they look like they will get the Nine-turn Longevity Pill even if they die.
At this moment, He Pingan's face straightened up and he said in a solemn tone: "Pindao said so much today just to warn you all."
“Although cultivation is against nature, one must not lose one’s humanity.”
"Otherwise, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will still be nothing more than a cold walking corpse."
"This Nine-turn Longevity Pill, Pindao will personally destroy it today!"
"If anyone dares to use a human body to make elixirs again, Pindao will chase him to the ends of the earth and kill him with his own hands!"
While speaking, He Ping'an threw the Nine Turns of Longevity Pill directly into the air, clasped his hands together, and a pair of dark gold hands appeared in the air, about to crush the Nine Turns of Longevity Pill.
Many monks looked at each other. No one thought that the heaven-defying elixir that Emperor Jiaming had planned for decades and used the corpses of 100,000 people to refine would be destroyed by He Ping'an.
There were various expressions of reluctance, greed, disgust, etc. on everyone's faces.
"Amitabha, the Buddha said, I will not enter the netherworld. If anyone enters the netherworld, a poor monk will be willing to test the elixir with his own body!"
In mid-air, Master Shengding stepped out, ignoring the approaching dark gold hand below, and grabbed the Nine-turn Longevity Pill.
His lifespan is running out. If he has this elixir, he can break through the realm of Tao transcendence and his lifespan will be increased immediately.
"Nine Transformations of Longevity Pill, how can we allow Buddhism to get involved, get out of here!"
A monk wearing black robes and holding a blood-colored sword suddenly appeared next to the Nine-turn Longevity Pill. His aura was cold and vicious. He slashed at Master Shengding with one sword while grabbing the Nine-turn Longevity Pill with one hand.
"Isn't this the Blood Sword Master who sacrificed thousands of people alive a hundred years ago and was defeated by Master Chongyang?"
"Everyone said that he had died at the end of his life, but I didn't expect that he was still alive in the world..."
Some sharp-eyed monks below recognized the monk holding the blood sword at a glance.
Everyone was talking about it. Master Blood Sword and Master Shengding appeared next to the Nine-turn Longevity Pill at the same time, and one of them grabbed half of the Nine-turn Longevity Pill.
The dark golden giant hand below slowly closed, and it was about to completely crush the two of them in the giant hand.
"Bald donkey, let go quickly, otherwise we will all die here!"
"Xue Jian, you should have died a long time ago, why don't you give me this pill!"
The two refused to give in to each other, and would rather die than let go of their hands.
"boom!"
As Dark Gold's big hand closed, only two screams were heard coming from the palm, and then bright red blood suddenly flowed out from the fingers.
He opened his fingers, and two pieces of mud-like flesh and blood fell heavily to the ground.
The Nine Transformations Longevity Pill was also turned into powder in the dark gold hand and was directly destroyed.
He Ping'an looked at all this expressionlessly. He had given the two of them enough time to leave, but they paid the price with their lives because of their greed.
Emperor Jiaming's soul saw with his own eyes that the hard work he had planned for more than thirty years was destroyed in one day. His face suddenly became miserable, and his soul was about to disperse on its own.
"How can I let you die so easily? Pindao will take you to see an old friend."
He Pingan looked at Emperor Jiaming indifferently, and condensed a stream of magic power into Emperor Jiaming's soul to continue the vitality of his soul.
Then he turned the Longevity Furnace at 1.9 with one hand, and a wisp of red and white fire flew out of his hand. It was Nanming Lihuo.
"call......"
Nanming Lihuo wrapped the Nine-turn Wanshou Furnace completely in it. The raging flames burned the entire furnace body red. As He Pingan's mana continued to pour out, it condensed into a dark golden hand and squeezed towards the Nine-turn Wanshou Furnace. .
An hour later, under He Ping'an's ten thousand years of mana, the Nine-turn Wanshou Furnace was kneaded into various shapes by him, and finally turned into a ball of liquid iron composed of various spiritual materials.
"Condensation!"
He Ping'an shouted loudly, and the molten iron transformed from the Nine-turn Wanshou Furnace suddenly turned into a towering bronze and iron monument.
Seeing the huge bronze and iron monument, He Ping'an swept through the monks and saw several people dressed as Mohist monks. They stretched out their hands and mana surged out. Several of them flew out of the crowd involuntarily.
"The merit monument made by the poor Taoist still needs you to inscribe the formation..."
He Ping'an eloquently said that this merit stele was built by him in imitation of the merit stele in the world of human writings.
But the specific effect is not as good as the merit monument in the world written by people. It can record merits according to He Ping'an's thoughts.
Mohist monks must join the formation to achieve the effect of recording merit.
He Ping'an felt that it was a bit troublesome to engrave the formation, so he gave it to these Mohist monks to work on.
Several Mohist monks were a little reluctant at first, but after receiving a few bottles of elixirs thrown by He Ping'an, they immediately showed ecstasy and began to work on the merit monument.
Soon, the formation was engraved and formed.
As the Merit Monument took shape, He Ping'an radiated dark golden light all over his body. He raised the Merit Monument with both hands and used force at the same time. The dark gold light flashed and he threw the Merit Monument directly into Xuanyang City.
The huge merit monument, covering the sky and the sun, flew towards Xuanyang City. With a "boom", it pierced deeply into the center of the Hall of Eternal Life, where the Nine-turn Longevity Furnace originally stood.
Then He Ping'an's figure flashed and appeared on the merit monument, and then his true energy moved silently, and his voice spread far away, thousands of miles away.
"Pindao will set up a merit monument for the Daxuan people today. Anyone who has done good deeds and accumulated virtues, and killed demons and monsters can be listed on the list."
"The top three on the merit list will be rewarded by Pindao preaching in person."
"The top ten on the merit list will all be rewarded with a life extension of 360 years!"
"One year and one knot, as long as Pindao is there, you can get the reward."
"For the top 100 on the merit list, the Eternal Life Palace will provide spiritual materials, and Pindao will make the elixir himself. Half of the elixirs obtained will be given to the Eternal Life Palace, and the other half will be awarded to the top 100 on the merit list."
.....
He Pingan's voice was like thunder, which spread throughout Xuanyang City.
Not long after, Emperor Jiaming was beheaded by He Ping'an before, and the three cabinet bachelors of Daxuan, who had not shown up, and the two princes, King Han and King Jing, came together and took the initiative to accept the matter.
This is equivalent to the three crazy Taoists contributing their efforts and money to create masters for Daxuan.
No matter who becomes the new emperor of Daxuan in the future, this will be a sure win, and naturally no one will object.
The two princes even wanted to be with He Ping An, and they would not object.
After arranging all this, He Pingan communicated a few words with the two princes, and then his body turned into nothingness and disappeared directly in front of everyone.
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Hall of Eternal Life, Department of Medicine, Department of Grass.
Han Li had just finished his day's work and was about to close the door and leave.
At this moment, He Ping'an walked in from the outside.
"Brother Han, are you ready to go on duty?"
He Pingan asked with a smile.
"Brother He, you are here."
When Han Li saw He Ping'an, he opened the door of the grass department and enthusiastically made tea and water for He Ping'an.
He Ping'an put his hand on Han Li's shoulder casually: "You don't want to go see the excitement outside?"
"What's so good about the excitement? There's a lot of commotion outside, and it has nothing to do with ordinary people like us."
"It's better to go to Li Chun Yuan to have fun..."
Han Li dodged He Ping'an's arm and filled the teacup for him.
"Even if Emperor Jiaming dies, you don't care?"
He Pingan picked up the tea, took a sip, and said with a half-smile.
A sharp light flashed in Han Li's eyes: "What does it have to do with me, as long as I have a lot of money every month."
"Then how do you get rid of the fire poison in your body?"
He Ping'an placed the tea cup on the table, dark golden light flashing in his eyes.
"Brother He, I don't understand what you are talking about."
With a little surprise on his face, Han Li brought the tea cup to He Pingan, but with a slight shake of his hand, a cold-light fairy sword came out of his hand and stabbed straight into He Pingan's chest.
He Ping'an smiled faintly, a black light flashed in his hand, and a black wooden staff popped out of his hand, blocking it in front of him, and then said: "Brother Han, if you want to fight, let's fight well after you get rid of the fire poison." One game.”
"Qiang!"
The black wooden staff and the fairy sword collided together, making a soft sound, and then retracted as soon as they were touched. They each returned to their master and disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.
