The next day, Zhang San hugged him from left to right, and left in high spirits with his sisters and nearly ten thousand people under his command.
In just one day, he got the sisters and their parents, got married on the same day, and entered the bridal chamber on the same day.
Enjoy the blessings of being together.
In the next half month, Zhang San led the masters of Black Wind Village and destroyed several cottages in succession. The evil ones were handed over to the government for disposal, and the remaining people were integrated into the team.
In a short period of time, the number of Black Wind Army's troops had reached 200,000.
The larger bandit gangs in Daxuan were almost wiped out by the Black Wind Army.
Only then did the Black Wind Army change direction and head towards southern Xinjiang.
Sure enough, as He Ping'an solved Zhang San's personal problems, these guys worked extra hard.
The efficiency is much higher than before.
Cleaning out all Daxuan's cottages was naturally He Pingan's plan.
Because once you enter the southern border, you will be in close combat with the demon clan. Even if you can eliminate all the high-end combat power of the demon clan, in the end, occupying the southern border and opening up wasteland for the human race will still require an endless population to occupy.
As for the issue of food and grass, He Pingan had already asked Zhang San and others to store a large amount of food and grass when they were in Heifeng Village.
And use your own storage magic weapon to store them all.
Although there is not much food and grass, it is enough for the Black Wind Army to last for a month.
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In the Jinluan Palace.
When Emperor Longqing heard the report from Yan Shoufu below, he couldn't help laughing and said: "This lawless madman is quite interesting. If I were not an emperor, I would like to meet him."
In just one month, Zhang San solved the serious problem of the Daxuan court without consuming a single soldier of the court or using any of the court's food and grass. Emperor Longqing was naturally happy to see his success.
"Zhuo Aiqing, convey my will."
Emperor Longqing said with high spirits.
Zhuo Yungui hurriedly stepped forward, waiting for Emperor Longqing's order.
"Give the Black Dragon Army 10,000 horses and 600,000 stones of food and grass."
Emperor Longqing waved his hand and gave the order.
Liu Yong quickly stepped out and said: "Your Majesty, it is easy to deal with thousands of horses and six hundred thousand dan of food and grass. I'm afraid it will affect the food and grass of the following army."
Emperor Longqing's eyes were dimmed, he leaned forward slightly and said in a deep voice: "Liu Aiqing, if you can't solve the problem of food and grass, I can find someone else to solve it."
Six hundred thousand stones of food and grass is not much. For an army of two hundred thousand people, it is only a month's rations.
As the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, if Liu Yong had to worry about these grains and grass, Emperor Longqing believed that there would be no need for him to be the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.
Liu Yongru was struck by lightning and immediately fell to his knees: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will gather the food and grass within three days."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Longqing chuckled: "Liu Aiqing, I'm just joking, don't take it seriously..."
All the officials in the audience were shocked. Emperor Longqing seemed to be kind-hearted, but in fact he also had thunderous methods.
And unlike Emperor Jiaming, who looked smart but didn't care much about state affairs.
This Emperor Longqing wanted to have means, and he was also obsessed with power. He could no longer simply manipulate things like before.
Every time a new emperor succeeds to the throne, ministers and emperors will go through a long period of familiarity and testing before they can understand each other's bottom line.
Liu Yong from the Ministry of Revenue was the first test of the ministers.
"Zhuo Aiqing, according to my decree, He Ping'an, the alchemist of the Medicine Refining Department, has been recruited successfully and has been promoted to the head of the Medicine Refining Department, taking charge of the affairs of the Medicine Refining Department."
Emperor Longqing continued to give instructions.
Liu Yong's expression changed, and his face suddenly turned ashen.
Previously, his son Liu Ding chose the wrong team because of fighting for the dragon. Although Emperor Longqing left him a way to survive, there was no clear arrangement.
Then something happened in the Palace of Eternal Life, and Liu Ding did not return to the Alchemy Department for the time being, waiting for arrangements.
But at any rate, at least Liu Ding's position as head of the Pharmacy Refining Department is still retained.
This is also an official position from the third rank.
But at this time, Emperor Longqing promoted He Ping'an to head of the Pharmacy Refining Department, but did not arrange Liu Ding's position, which already explained everything.
On the surface, He Ping'an was promoted to an official position, but in fact, Liu Ding was removed from his position and Liu Yong was beaten.
When everything and the discussions were over and Emperor Longqing was preparing to retire, Yang Shangshu of the Ministry of War suddenly said: "I have this memorial."
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"My dear, please speak."
Emperor Longqing said.
"Your Majesty, this time we start a war with Nanhuang. I wonder if Senior Sword Immortal will take action?"
"Can I serve as the commander-in-chief of the armed forces?"
Yang Shangshu asked.
"My ancestor is ill and it is inconvenient to take action."
"In this war, I will fight in person."
Emperor Longqing thought for a moment and then said calmly.
"Your Majesty, please think twice!"
Yan Shoufu and other bachelors looked frightened and immediately stood up to stop him.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Longqing waved his sleeves and said extremely domineeringly: "There is no need to say anything about what I have decided."
"My dear friends, don't worry too much. The dragon-riding martial saint will also accompany the army to fight."
The civil and military officials present felt relieved when they heard that the Dragon-riding Martial Saint General was accompanying the army to the battle.
"Wei Chen understands."
Yang Shangshu of the Ministry of War was immediately overjoyed. As long as there were transcendent monks to hold the battle, he, as the Minister of War, would feel much less pressure.
Otherwise, just the reputation of the Southern Wilderness Gu Immortal would make him feel breathless.
The reputation of the Dragon-riding Martial Saint spread far and wide, which gave Daxuan a little more chance of winning the outcome of this battle.
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Xuanyang, Liu Mansion.
After retreating from the court, Liu Yong hurried back to his mansion.
"Dad, how was the situation in court today?"
Liu Ding came out of the house and asked with concern.
"Ding'er, there's trouble. Your head of the Alchemy Department is gone."
Liu Yong said anxiously.
Upon hearing this, Liu Ding's expression changed, but within three breaths, he returned to normal.
"Haha, I have already predicted that when the new Emperor Longqing takes office, he will naturally liquidate his old ministers."
"Although I saw the opportunity early and joined Long Qing's army during the fight for the dragon, in the end, I was still disliked by him."
Liu Ding said coldly, with no respect for Emperor Longqing in his tone.
Liu Yong noticed the change in his tone and reminded: "Be careful, walls have ears."
"Dad, don't worry, the child has already been placed under restrictions."
Liu Dingdan said calmly: "Dad, how have you considered the matter I told you?"
When Liu Yong heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "Let me think about it again."
"What else is daddy thinking about?"
Liu Ding said unceremoniously: "Now that the Sword Immortal is seriously injured, Daxuan has only one Dragon Riding Martial Saint, and it's hard to support a lonely tree."
"As for the demon clan, just to deal with the Dragon Riding Martial Saint, they dispatched three demon gods."
"The Dragon Riding Martial Saint, if you don't go, that's it. As long as you go to the southern border, you will definitely not be able to escape unscathed."
Liu Yong hesitated and said: "But, the Holy Sage said that the Sword Immortal is just ill..."
Liu Ding sneered and said: "Dad, I don't know something. The sword immortal is not just injured, but has red lotus karma fire in his body."
"Above the court, it's just to make things mysterious."
"Red Lotus Karmic Fire?"
Liu Yong asked in surprise: "How do you know?"
"This is what the idiot Emperor Jiaming told me back then..."
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Daxuan, Jiangzhou.
Thousands of miles of mist, water and sky are the same color.
On the broad Xuanjiang River, a small boat cut across the surface of the river and sailed forward.
On the bow of the boat, a man in Tsing Yi stood on it, looking at the river in the distance, and couldn't help but feel passionate: "Ah... such a deep ditch... so much water... ..”
After chanting a few words, the man in green seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and asked a man in black next to him: "Tuntian, how far is it for us to go to southern Xinjiang?"
The man in black paused and said, "Reporting to the master, we are going to southern Xinjiang, which is about 30,000 miles away."
"If it doesn't work out, let's stay in the air..."
The Sky-Swallowing Demon King really couldn't figure it out. Since He Pingan left Xuanyang and entered the Jiangzhou interface, he no longer flew in the air. Instead, he bought a small boat and let it drift down.
He also said that he didn’t understand what artistic conception was...
The Sky-Swallowing Demon King just wants to return to Southern Xinjiang immediately, and then with the help of He Pingan, he can snatch Qingxue back. There is no need for any artistic conception.
You toad, you know nothing... He Ping'an thought disdainfully, ignoring the advice of the Sky-Swallowing Demon King, and stayed in the Drug Testing Department. Even after he came out, he has been busy. Most of them are traveling abroad.
And it's basically flying in the air.
Now that I have finally left Xuanyang, I want to take a down-to-earth tour of this great country.
Naturally, the Sky-Swallowing Demon King would not understand this state of mind.
Moreover, he had long wanted to see the grace of Jiangzhou's thin horses. Although Xuanyang Lichun Courtyard also had thin horses, they were not authentic enough.
Now that I came to Jiangzhou and didn't feel it, He Ping'an couldn't forgive himself.
"Wow..."
As the water rippled, the boat under his feet, driven by He Ping'an's magic power, cut across the river and headed forward at a very fast speed.
This waterway can only be walked halfway, and then we have to board the land and sneak into the southern border from the land.
“Ride the wind and waves!”
At this moment, He Ping'an keenly heard a roar as loud as thunder ten miles ahead.
"This is?"
He Ping'an frowned slightly and felt the awe-inspiring righteousness exploding in front of him. This was at least a strength that could only be exerted by a fifth-grade Confucian cultivator.
Then he saw a large ship not far away, with its sails bulging high, like an arrow leaving the string, approaching from the opposite side.
"What's the matter, so anxious?"
He Ping'an said to himself with some strange thoughts in his heart. His consciousness swept out and he saw a middle-aged man in white Confucian robes and a young Confucian scholar standing on the ship like a benchmark. head.
The awe-inspiring righteousness just now came from this middle-aged man.
In the cabin of the big ship, there were more than a dozen women and children, clustered together with frightened expressions.
"Something weird..."
He Ping'an felt that the middle-aged man seemed to be running for his life with the dozen women and children.
The small boat passed by the big ship. He Ping'an stood on the bow of the boat. The middle-aged man and he looked at each other, then quickly changed their eyes and continued to activate the Confucian skills to drive the big ship away quickly.
"Sir, the man on the boat just now seems to have an extraordinary demeanor. Perhaps we should seek help from him."
When He Ping'an was far away, the young Confucian scholar said to the middle-aged man.
"Sir, this matter is related to Daxuan's safety. You must not trust others casually."
"No one knows whether these passers-by are Dai Yunlin's secret agents."
The middle-aged man said: "Now, you are Lord Ye's last hope, and my mission is to send you safely to Xuanyang."
"Yes, sir, what you said makes sense."
The young Confucian scholar nodded. After all, he had little experience in the world, so he still had to listen to his teacher's ideas on some matters.
...
Half an hour later, He Pingan was still boating. In the distance, more than ten rays of light suddenly broke through the sky and flashed over He Pingan's boat.
But at this moment, one of the escaping lights drew an arc in mid-air and landed in front of the boat.
"Where do you come from?"
"Where are you going?"
In the light, a middle-aged Taoist monk appeared and asked in a deep voice.
"I'm He Anping. I'm from Xuanyang. I wonder who the Immortal Master is?"
He Pingan restrained his breath, cupped his hands and answered, his eyes flickering. Looking at the clothes of this middle-aged Taoist monk, he seemed to be from the Palace of Eternal Life.
"I am enshrined in Jiangzhou Changsheng Palace. If I ask you questions, answer them honestly."
The middle-aged Taoist monk flashed a token in his hand in front of He Pingan's eyes, and then said sharply.
At this speed, who can see clearly what you are holding in your hand... He Ping'an complained in his heart, but he still said truthfully like a good citizen: "I have heard for a long time that Jiangzhou has outstanding people, beautiful scenery, and came here specially to visit. .”
"Ah....."
The middle-aged Taoist monk sneered, and then asked: "Have you ever seen a large ship passing here half an hour ago, with about a dozen people on it, including a middle-aged Confucianism cultivator... ..."
"Are you running really fast?"
He Pingan asked with a smile.
"have you seen?"
The middle-aged Taoist monk had a strange look on his face and asked quickly.
"No."
He Ping'an shook his head like a rattle.
"I haven't seen them before. How do you know they run very fast?"
The middle-aged Taoist monk's face darkened and he said, "Are you kidding me?"
Oh, so what if I'm just teasing you? He Ping'an sneered in his heart, but replied with a smile: "Forgive me, Immortal Master, but when I saw you walking in such a hurry, I thought you were chasing them, so you naturally ran very fast."
"I see......"
"Could it be that you took the overland route?"
The middle-aged Taoist monk's face softened a little, and he nodded, then the stream of light flickered, and then he headed towards the horizon.
The Sky-Swallowing Demon King watched the middle-aged Taoist priest walk away, and then asked: "Master, you clearly see that there is something wrong with these people, why don't you just take them down for questioning?"
"Oh, don't worry, they will be back soon."
He Ping'an's eyes flickered, and he had already glanced at the corner of his eye, where the more than ten rays of light had gone and returned.
Before Dun Guang could fly closer, more than a dozen blazing fireballs fell from the sky and landed directly on He Ping'an's boat.
"boom!"
The crimson flames soared into the sky. When they saw the boat completely submerged in the fire, there were two faint figures on it burned to ashes in the fierce fire. Only then did more than ten escaping lights leave with confidence and fly in the direction of Xuanyang.
...
An hour later.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar is constantly stimulating Haoran's righteousness, speaking out the Dharma, and blessing the ship with various accelerated Dharma methods.
The big ship broke through the waves and sailed forward at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary ships.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he turned to look at the horizon not far behind him. Although there was no one there at the moment, he felt that several auras that were not weaker than his were approaching quickly.
"Hang'er, come out!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar gave a sharp shout, and the young Confucian scholar responded and walked out of the cabin.
"You should leave immediately, don't take the waterway, take the land route instead!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked anxious and urged the young Confucian scholar to leave quickly.
"Sir, what's wrong?"
The young scholar asked strangely.
"It's too late to explain."
"Let's go!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar burst out with great righteousness, then patted the young Confucian scholar on the shoulder, and immediately sent the young Confucian scholar hundreds of feet away.
"Let's go!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar roared again, then jumped up and said the following words: "Fly into the sky!"
The figure suddenly turned into a white light and flew behind him.
At this moment, ten miles away from the big ship, more than ten rays of light pierced the sky and appeared in front of everyone.
"Jin Mingbi, let me see where else can you run?"
In the escaping light, more than ten Taoist figures appeared, led by the middle-aged Taoist cultivator He Pingan met before, and they quickly surrounded the middle-aged Confucian students.
"Taoist Qingling, I ask myself, I have no quarrel with you, why are you so hard on me?"
Jin Mingbi was wrapped in awe-inspiring righteousness and looked at the monks around him warily.
There are three Taoists of fifth grade, four of sixth grade, and six of seventh grade. The other party can actually spare so many people. I'm afraid Master Ye is already in danger.
"Haha, as long as you hand over the rest of the Ye family, it's not impossible to let you go."
Taoist Qingling saw that Jin Mingbi was like a turtle in an urn, so he was not very anxious.
With a roll of his eyes, he signaled two sixth-grade Taoist cultivators to lead six seventh-grade Taoist cultivators to capture the people on the big ship.
"Don't even think about it!"
When Jin Mingbi saw that they were planning to capture the Ye family, his face suddenly darkened and he followed suit: "Draw the ground as a prison!"
In an instant, a mysterious force fell from the sky and fell immediately.
More than a dozen Taoist cultivators felt their bodies sinking, as if a set of invisible shackles had been imposed on them. The escape light immediately converged and was forced to stop.
At the same time, the surrounding void tightened, as if there was an invisible cage, sealing off the surrounding world.
"Jin Mingbi, you are seeking death!"
Taoist Qingling turned his eyes and looked at Jin Mingbi, filled with murderous intent.
Originally, he planned to capture all the Ye family members and then turn around to deal with Jin Mingbi, a Confucian cultivator.
Unexpectedly, Jin Mingbi actually used the words to lock the void and lock everyone here.
It takes about the same amount of time to break through the words as it does to kill Jin Mingbi. Anyway, the big ship is there and there is no way to escape.
It's better to kill Jin Mingbi first and then arrest the Ye family.
"A real man does what he does and what he doesn't do. Qing Ling, you are helping the emperor to commit evil, and you are destined to not have a good end."
Jin Mingbi had a resolute look on his face, and his whole body was bursting with awe-inspiring righteousness as he rushed towards Taoist Qingling.
"Do it!"
After thinking about this, Taoist Qingling no longer held back, and gave a light shout to the people around him. Suddenly, in the mid-air, countless magic weapons and treasure lights lit up, and they slashed towards Jin Mingbi in no particular order.
"Rock solid!"
Jin Mingbi roared loudly, and his whole body emitted endless white light. His awe-inspiring righteousness enveloped his whole body, like an indestructible boulder, blocking the surrounding attacks.
At this time, Taoist Qingling stepped on the Seven Star Steps, his beard and hair were spread out, his magic sword pointed to the sky, and he shouted: "Thunder is coming!"
A yellow electric snake as thick as an arm suddenly fell from the sky and struck towards Jin Ming.
Jin Mingbi's defense had just resisted more than ten attacks and was at its weakest. Before he could replenish Haoran's righteousness, the yellow electric snake had already struck down, directly dispersing the Haoran's righteousness lingering around Jin Mingbi.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the yellow electric snake struck Jin Mingbi directly, knocking him down from mid-air.
"cut!"
Several attacks immediately struck at Jin Mingbi, who was already burnt black, vowing to crush him to ashes.
The women and children on the big ship heard the sound of thunder outside and walked out of the cabin. They saw Jin Mingbi falling from mid-air. Suddenly, the sounds of panic and despair filled everyone's faces. superior.
"Even Mr. Jin..."
On the shore not far away, the young Confucian scholar used his eyesight and saw the scene of Jin Mingbi's defeat, and his face turned pale.
Only then did he finally understand why Jin Mingbi wanted to drive him away.
"I will rush to Xuanyang immediately and pass the news on Jiangzhou."
The young Confucian scholar calmed down his mind, knowing that this was not the time to be sad. If he was not careful, he might be discovered by those enshrined in the Palace of Eternal Life.
As soon as he turned his head, his expression suddenly changed. Behind him, at some point, a strong man in black was standing.
...
"Master Ye, I can only go so far!"
Jin Mingbi's chest burst with great righteousness, but he could not dispel the numb feeling of being struck by thunder and lightning.
He couldn't move his limbs and was helpless as he looked at the approaching attacks.
With a long sigh, Jin Mingbi closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.
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