As soon as these words came out, Han Li's expression suddenly changed.
Even if his cultivation reaches the peak of true immortality, if his Dantian is destroyed, his cultivation will be completely scrapped and he will become a useless person from then on.
Whether it is martial arts or Taoist sect, the true essence of mana is stored in the Dantian.
Unless, Han Li now changes to Confucianism...
"Is there no other way?"
Han Li said suspiciously, he always felt that He Ping'an didn't try his best.
"Alas, I have more than enough ambition but not enough strength..."
He Ping'an let out a long sigh and said with great regret.
Han Li took a deep look at He Pingan, was silent for a moment, and smiled softly: "In that case, forget it!"
"You're dead?"
He Ping'an seemed surprised.
"Well, my cultivation has recovered now. As long as I cure my previous serious injuries, I can return to the Golden Immortal Realm."
"There is a hidden danger of the red lotus karma fire in the body. As long as you don't kill anyone, the red lotus karma fire will not recur!"
Han Li said seriously.
He was cautious by nature, and he always felt that He Ping'an wanted to use Nanming Lihuo to invade his body and control himself.
Once you enter the Dantian, your life and death are controlled by others.
And even if what He Pingan said was true, he was not willing to take such risks.
It would be better to heal the previous injuries, restore your cultivation, and then find a way to completely eradicate the red lotus karma fire on your own.
"forget about it......"
He Ping'an looked regretful, but then added: "But those pills and the two conditions before can't be taken back!"
"I can promise you this, but if the red lotus karma fire reappears, you must clear it for me!"
Han Li didn't suffer any loss, and he thought of a countermeasure in the blink of an eye.
He Pingan nodded without saying much.
But his heart was already filled with joy. Everything was as he expected. Han Li was cautious by nature and would definitely not allow Nan Ming Lihuo to enter his Dantian.
In this way, he fell into his trap. As long as Han Li wanted something from him, he was tied to his chariot in disguise...
How can karma be completely avoided by being cautious? If you don't see Li Changshou, being cautious and careful will still cause karma to come to you.
"By the way, what do you think of the current Daxuan Emperor?"
He Pingan changed the topic and looked at Han Li.
The man in front of him was an ancestor of Daxuan Kingdom. He Pingan wanted to ask his opinion on these matters.
If he were to step in, he would be able to save himself a lot of trouble.
"Forget it, I don't want to worry about it anymore..."
Han Li shook his head and sighed.
He didn't want to get involved in Daxuan's affairs, but he had promised his younger sister who married into the royal family to protect Daxuan for two hundred years.
That's why when Daxuan was in danger, he took action and seriously injured Gu Immortal, but he fell into the siege of the demon god.
After returning to Daxuan and experiencing the incident with Emperor Jiaming, he was already a little disappointed with Daxuan's prince and grandson.
"No matter what, I'm afraid it won't work!"
He Ping'an frowned and said that he was not fully prepared to kill Emperor Jiaming, but now that Emperor Jiaming is dead, Daxuan will definitely fall into chaos.
If we don't take action to properly restrain it, it will be a trivial matter for the entire Daxuan to fall apart. It is more likely to be embezzled by the demon clan and the human race will become enslaved by the demon clan.
At that time, He Pingan will become a sinner of the Daxuan human race.
Especially the huge karma after killing the emperor will put terrible pressure on him.
Han Li saw He Pingan's expression and immediately knew what he was thinking, and gloated: "Now you know the trouble of killing the emperor?"
It was rare to see He Ping'an deflated, and he felt extremely happy.
"If you don't care about this, the promise I just made will be invalid!"
He Pingan's face darkened and he spoke.
As an outsider, he worked hard for Daxuan. As the ancestor of Daxuan, Han Li paid no attention to Daxuan's affairs.
After all, between the two of us, who knows Daxuan’s ancestor.
Han Li's expression remained normal and he ignored his threat at all. He said calmly: "As long as I hold back from killing people, I can control this karma..."
"Yeah?"
He Ping'an showed a strange smile on his face, and then asked: "Who said I killed the emperor?"
He waved his hand, and the soul of Emperor Jiaming appeared in front of Han Li in his sleeves.
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Han Li and Emperor Jiaming's soul looked at each other, and in an instant, their facial expressions changed drastically.
When Emperor Jiaming saw Han Li, he was surprised at first. He seemed not to have expected that Han Li would appear here, but then his soul trembled, and he knelt down in the air and sobbed: "Ancestor, I was wrong back then, I shouldn't have I have evil intentions towards you..."
"You're not dead yet!"
When Han Li saw Emperor Jiaming's soul, his expression suddenly turned gloomy, because his good mood of clearing the red lotus karma fire was gone.
"very good!"
"Brother He, can you leave this person to me?"
Han Li's eyes flashed coldly, with a cruel smile on his lips.
"You just go ahead and do whatever you want!"
A faint smile appeared on He Pingan's face, and with a wave of his sleeves and robes, Emperor Jiaming's spirit floated involuntarily towards Han Li.
Seeing Han Li's expression, Emperor Jiaming's soul rarely showed a trace of fear: "No, three crazy Taoists, please kill me!"
"wanna die?"
Han Li grabbed it with one hand like an eagle's talon, pointed at Emperor Jiaming's soul, and said solemnly: "I will help you!"
Emperor Jiaming's soul was immediately controlled by magic power in the void, and then Han Li's powerful consciousness split into a small cyan sword, which continued to cut back and forth on Emperor Jiaming's soul.
"Once upon a time..."
The originally formless soul seemed to be making a series of heart-wrenching sounds during the back and forth cutting.
"ah......"
Within a radius of ten miles, the shrill screams of Emperor Jiaming's soul resounded.
The pain of the soul is worse than the pain of the body. The soul is cut into pieces with a thousand cuts. It can be said to be a torture comparable to the lighting of a sky lantern by the soul.
Half an hour later.
Han Li spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm before he could finish his thoughts: "Bah, this thing that deceives the master and destroys the ancestors has only persisted for more than 30,000 swords, and I can't stand it anymore."
Although he had tried his best to use his magic power to keep the spirit of Emperor Jiaming alive, the spirit of Emperor Jiaming could not withstand the severe pain when he was stabbed thirty-six thousand times, and his soul power was exhausted, and he flew into ashes and was annihilated.
"Brother Han, are you happy?"
He Pingan asked with a smile.
"Um......"
Han Li replied refreshingly.
"Your fire seems to be coming out again!"
He Ping'an glanced at Han Li's Dantian and reminded him kindly.
With the death of Emperor Jiaming's soul, the red lotus karma fire in Han Li's dantian suddenly started burning as if he had taken a big tonic pill.
Moreover, as time went by, it began to escape from his dantian.
Although it was Emperor Jiaming who was killed by He Ping'an, his soul was killed by Han Li. Therefore, the law of heaven shared the karma of killing the emperor between the two of them.
Moreover, if there is a riot in Daxuan and there are countless casualties, this karma will continue to fall on the two of them.
By then, He Ping'an was at his peak and could barely hold on.
But Han Li was already struck by the red lotus karma fire. It was hard to say whether he would be able to resist the infinite karma that fell upon him.
"You kid fucked me!"
Han Li's face darkened, and he immediately reacted. There was a sentence in his heart called "MMP" that he didn't know whether to say or not.
He Ping'an handed over the soul of Emperor Jiaming to himself, and his feelings were waiting for him here.
"You can't blame me!"
He Ping'an smiled lightly, feeling secretly happy, and then continued: "Brother Han, I didn't ask you to kill him..."
"you......"
Han Li pointed at He Pingan, his fingers trembling.
But in the end, he sighed. He could only blame himself. As soon as he saw Emperor Jiaming, he couldn't control his rage.
I am cautious enough, but I never seem to take advantage of this little fox.
He took a deep breath to dispel the annoyance in his heart, and made up his mind to exercise absolute caution and restraint when talking to He Pingan in the future.
"Okay, Brother Han, now that this is the case, let's think about what to do next!"
He Ping'an smiled calmly, bringing Han Li's thoughts back to the topic.
Han Li nodded. He knew that he was now completely pulled into the chariot by He Pingan. Even if He Pingan walked away now, he would not be able to leave.
If he doesn't handle this matter well, he will definitely be completely swallowed up by the endless red lotus karma fire.
Half an hour later, the two of them reached a consensus and returned to Xuanyang City in a flash of light.
...
In southern Xinjiang, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains.
After several years, the drought and plague in southern Xinjiang have not improved, but have become more severe.
As Emperor Jiaming died, at the same time, in a hidden place thousands of miles underground in southern Xinjiang, a terrifying existence woke up from his slumber.
"Roar!"
With a dull roar, a pair of blood-red eyes slowly opened underground, and the boiling murderous intent immediately raised the surrounding temperature and quickly spread to the ground.
As the voice fell, a slim figure jumped out from the ground and landed on the ground.
As she took a step forward, the ground quickly cracked and became red for thousands of miles!
In an instant, with this as the center, the temperature in southern Xinjiang soared. In an instant, countless water pools were evaporated by the high temperature and turned into dry pools.
Under the moonlight, this graceful figure has a red lotus blooming between her eyebrows, and three thousand burgundy hair fluttering, like a ball of flame beating!
Her face is unparalleled, her skin is like cream, and she is covered with a layer of red gauze as thin as cicada wings, which makes her figure as sexy as a devil. Just one look at her is enough to make you fall in love!
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It seemed that because she had been underground, her control over her body was a bit awkward. She moved her limbs at will, and suddenly, within a hundred miles, evil energy filled the area.
After a long time, she finally seemed to be completely familiar with her body. She raised her head and glanced at the silver plate hanging in the sky to determine the direction. The red shadow flashed and completely disappeared under the moonlight.
He Ping'an, who was far away in Xuanyang, suddenly woke up from his cultivation state. He calculated with his fingers that a powerful aura was awakening in the southern border.
I couldn't help but sigh: "What a troubled time!"
...
It's night, midnight.
The atmosphere in Xuanyang City is subtle, calm on the surface, but tense in reality.
A war is about to break out!
With the death of Emperor Jiaming, King Han and King Jing began to recruit monks, accumulate energy, and prepare to attack the imperial city and seize the throne first.
But as the competition for the Nine-turn Longevity Pill began outside Xuanyang City, the three crazy Taoists appeared again. The King of Han and King Jing had to rush to the outside of Xuanyang City with the three cabinet bachelors to wait for the instructions of the Dragon-riding Martial Saint. .
The so-called Daxuan Emperor's throne was replaced with the death of Emperor Jiaming. It can be said that it was only a thought of the Dragon Riding Martial Saint.
Whoever can get the approval of the Dragon Riding Martial Saint can become the true master of Daxuan.
Otherwise, even if you win the throne today, you will be torn off the throne tomorrow.
However, the two of them sent messages to test many times, but neither of them got the favor of the Dragon Riding Martial Saint. They only received an ambiguous sentence: "Don't use weapons rashly today. Tomorrow, the rules of fighting for the dragon will be set!"
After the two learned the news and rushed back to Xuanyang City, they hurriedly gathered their troops to discuss countermeasures.
Just waiting for Chenshi, there will be a bloody storm.
...
Han Dynasty Palace.
Time passed bit by bit, and Zhao Ying, the king of Han, and a group of strange people and strangers under his command were discussing matters in the palace of the king of Han.
Zhao Ying was so anxious at this time that he put his hands behind his hands in the palace and kept walking: "Everyone, what kind of rules do you think this dragon-riding martial saint will set for dragon fighting?"
Everyone looked at each other and said nothing.
The way the Dragon-riding Martial Saint behaves, no one knows what kind of actions he will take.
At this time, the leader of the Han Dynasty, a Taoist with a fluttering green shirt and a handsome face, said: "Your Highness, there is no need to worry. No matter what the rules are, you will definitely win by strength."
"I will definitely do my best to help the Holy One become a great treasure."
Upon hearing this, Han Wang Zhao Ying was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "With Master Kunyang's help, I will definitely win."
This Master Kunyang was originally a first-grade Taoist monk of the Dragon Guard. With the death of Emperor Jiaming, Master Mingyu of the Dragon Guard seemed to be disheartened, and the monks of the Dragon Guard dispersed like birds and beasts.
Some rushed to the door of King Han, some went to the door of King Jing, and some still stayed in the Dragon Guard.
There are also some monks who left Xuanyang directly and chose to become Xianyun Yehe.
Among the monks who defected to the King of Han, Kunyang Zhenren, a first-grade middle-level cultivator, had the highest cultivation level.
In fact, for first-level monks, they are already the top combat power of Daxuan. No matter who becomes the emperor, it will not affect their status.
Therefore, all the princes in the DPRK and China maintained a wait-and-see attitude and did not really join any party.
Otherwise, once the chosen side fails to compete for the dragon, it will become a thorn in the side of the new emperor.
Therefore, there were not many first-grade monks who actually defected to King Han and King Jing. Most of them were middle-grade and third-grade monks. Occasionally, there were one or two upper-third-grade monks, which made the King of Han very happy.
Not to mention a first-grade monk, he naturally won the attention of Han Wang Zhao Ying immediately.
Seeing that Zhao Ying respected him very much, Master Kunyang looked at Dr. Qin sitting above him, unable to hide the proud smile in his eyes.
When he first came to the service of the King of Han, he found that the Qin doctor transformed by He Ping'an was only a second-grade doctor, but he was highly regarded by the King of Han. Every word he said was regarded as true by the King of Han.
Especially in discussions involving dragon fighting, He Ping'an sat above himself, which made him not feel jealous.
Once the King of Han succeeds in his battle for the dragon, his position under his command is likely to represent that person's future status.
However, He Ping'an turned a blind eye to his proud gaze and stood up from his seat: "His Royal Highness, there is still some time before Chen Shi."
"Many houses in the city were destroyed by the late emperor before, and many people were injured. If we take this opportunity to organize manpower to save the people from the fire and water, the people will definitely be grateful."
When King Zhao Ying of Han heard this, he quickly said, "What Doctor Qin said makes sense. Why don't you and Guard Gu lead the palace's five hundred guards to go to the city to treat the people."
"Every need will be paid for from the palace."
He naturally knows everything about the situation in Xuanyang City.
Previously, because of Emperor Jiaming's anger, Xuanyang City collapsed countless houses within a radius of ten miles with the Changsheng Palace as the center, and nearly tens of thousands of people were injured.
It's just because of the fight for the dragon that it's impossible to estimate for the moment.
"yes!"
As soon as Gu Yuanjun heard this, he immediately sat up from his chair and prepared to leave.
"Your Majesty, wait!"
Kunyang Zhenren stood up, his eyes flickered, and he persuaded: "Your Majesty, this is the critical period of fighting for the dragon. Every soldier is a precious new force."
"If you lose the opportunity to fight for the dragon because you save the people, it will be too late for your Majesty to regret it."
Upon hearing this, Han Wang Zhao Ying suddenly looked thoughtful. He had agreed to He Ping'an without thinking too much just now.
At this time, when I heard what Master Kunyang said, it seemed very reasonable.
Especially the word "Holy Lord" shouted by Master Kunyang deeply touched his heart.
Seeing that he seemed to be interested, Master Kunyang quickly continued to persuade: "Your Majesty, do big things and don't stick to trivial matters."
"It's a small matter for the common people, but a big deal for fighting for the dragon!"
"Your Majesty, please think twice!"
When He Ping'an saw this, he quickly persuaded: "Your Highness, the fight for the dragon is still at Chenshi. Now it is only three quarters after midnight, and there are still more than three hours. I will take people to go back quickly, and I will not delay Your Highness's fight for the dragon." .”
"These common people will become the help of the Holy One without even knowing it."
"Your Majesty, you must not do it. Going back and forth and staying awake for more than three hours will definitely affect the energy and spirit of the guards. When the time comes to fight, even one cent may determine the outcome."
"this......"
What both of them said made sense, and Han Wang Zhao Ying suddenly fell into difficulty in making a choice.
