Chapter 342 Qiankun Ding!

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"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

He Ping'an simply cupped his fists and saluted to express his gratitude.

But it made Emperor Longqing feel a little sorry. He originally thought that He Pingan would bargain for more observation time.

Who knew that He Ping'an actually agreed very simply.

Emperor Longqing hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "This Emperor's Heaven-Breaking Technique is a secret of the royal family. If you can observe it, it is already an example of breaking the royal family."

"But as the king of a country, this matter is considered opportunistic."

"He Ping'an, since you have made great achievements this time, I will promote you to the second rank and concurrently serve as the deputy commander of the Eternal Life Palace. What do you think?"

After speaking, Emperor Longqing looked at He Pingan, waiting for his reaction.

This guy is quite a nice guy, and I saw you right... He Ping'an was a little relieved. In fact, if Emperor Longqing didn't want him to observe the Emperor's Heavenly Power, he wouldn't force himself to do so.

It's just that he really didn't know what to ask of Emperor Longqing.

Now, there are three Jiuding in his hands.

The remaining Jiuding has disappeared due to the passage of time.

To him, almost all the so-called spiritual treasures and secret books in the treasury were looked down upon.

Only this Emperor's Heaven-Breaking Technique was of some benefit to him.

Even if you can't practice it, you will definitely gain something by comparing it with the eight-nine mysterious skills you have learned.

As for the official position of the second rank, He Ping'an looked indifferent.

As long as we don't leave the Eternal Life Palace, everything will be easy.

"In that case, come with me!"

Emperor Longqing waved his sleeves and took He Ping'an with him to the outside of the tent first.

"Shua..."

As soon as he came out of the tent, Emperor Longqing bent his knees slightly, then kicked his legs hard. His body was like a cannonball, soaring into the sky and flying directly to the largest spiritual boat floating in the low sky.

He Ping'an followed suit. Although he couldn't fly, the height he jumped was enough to reach the height at which the spirit boat was flying at this time.

After all, while stationed at this time, the spirit boat was only floating in the low altitude and was not completely released.

"winter!"

With a dull sound, He Pingan's feet landed on the deck of the spirit boat.

On the deck, several formations with spiritual patterns suddenly flickered, dissolving the huge force carried by He Ping'an's feet.

The formation of this spirit boat was enough to defend against a full blow from a first-grade monk, and it was more than enough to neutralize He Pingan's display of cultivation.

Emperor Longqing looked at He Pingan with a smile. When he saw him coming, he waved, then pushed open a magnificent golden door on the spirit boat and walked in.

"The Romance of Fairy Wood"

He Pingan followed closely and stepped in.

What comes into view is a magnificent hall.

A burst of jewel-like golden light shot towards him, almost blinding his titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

Wherever you look, the entire hall seems to be made entirely of pure gold, with golden light shining brightly.

On the huge golden pillars of the main hall, there are countless luminous pearls as big as human heads, emitting a faint light.

Intertwined with golden light and reflected, it looks even more magnificent.

Poverty limits my imagination... He Pingan said in his heart, while thinking about whether to rob this spiritual boat or become a rich man is a good choice.

Emperor Longqing sat on the pure gold dragon chair in the main hall, looked at He Ping'an who was looking around, and said with a smile: "This golden palace was built by the late emperor."

"Actually, I don't like this kind of luxury. I'm already planning to demolish this golden palace and put all the gold into the national treasury."

The atmosphere... He Pingan secretly praised in his heart.

This hall is at least several thousand square meters in size. At that time, Emperor Jiaming did not know how much people's sacrifices and sacrifices were wasted in order to build this golden palace.

If all this gold is removed, it can be said that this is how the saying that wealth can rival a country comes from.

"He Ping'an, are you ready?"

Emperor Longqing glanced at He Ping'an and asked in a deep voice.

Seeing He Pingan's jaw slightly tilted, Emperor Longqing waved one hand, and a book glowing with pale golden light gradually emerged from his hand.

At the same time, Chen Daban floated over from the side, glanced at He Ping'an indifferently, offered a stick of incense, lit it, and quietly retreated.

As Chen Daban left, the book in Emperor Longqing's hand slowly floated up and suspended in the air of the hall. As the golden light circulated, five large silver tadpole-shaped characters appeared on the cover of the book, with a mysterious and inexplicable light flowing on it, making it appear extremely mysterious.

Innate runes?

He Ping'an was secretly surprised. It turned out that the Emperor's Heaven-Breaking Technique was exactly the same as the Xiaoyan Divine Number, both of which were transformed from innate runes.

No wonder it can't be copied.

It cannot be searched for souls either.

Sure enough, Emperor Longqing said: "He Ping'an, this is the secret book of the Daxuan Royal Family's Heaven-Breaking Technique!"

"You only have a quarter of an hour. When the incense reaches a quarter of the way, I will put away the Emperor's Heaven-Breaking Technique."

"You have also seen that the runes on it are so mysterious that you may not be able to understand them at all."

"If you choose to give up, I will give you another chance to choose another reward."

In his opinion, He Ping'an couldn't understand the innate runes at all and would definitely retreat in the face of difficulties.

Unexpectedly, He Ping'an looked around and said calmly: "Wei Chen understands that Wei Chen still chooses this scroll!"

He Ping'an saw clearly that the five silver tadpole runes on it were exactly the five words of Huang Ji Breaking Heaven!

How did Emperor Longqing know that He Ping'an's Taoism had exceeded ten thousand years and his familiarity with innate runes was even worse than that of Guo Jianzheng?

How could it be possible for a mere innate rune to stump him.

Seeing that He Ping'an had not changed his mind, Emperor Longqing shook his head helplessly. The Huangji Heaven-Breaking Skill above his head glowed with mysterious light, and the scroll slowly opened.

The silver tadpole runes were constantly twisting on the golden pages, as if they had come alive, changing into various shapes.

He Ping'an glanced over and saw clearly the runes on the first page, which recorded the basic luck method of Huangji's Heaven-breaking Technique.

After practicing it, you can reach the peak of the lower third level.

Almost in an instant, He Ping'an had completely memorized the first page of Huangji's Heaven-Breaking Technique.

The Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique and the Tiansha Prison-Suppressing Technique mutually confirmed each other in his mind. He Ping'an seemed to have some understanding of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique and the Tiansha Prison-Suppressing Technique that he had not understood before.

As if sensing that He Pingan had learned it, the Huangji Heaven Breaking Technique automatically opened the second page.

The flow of true energy in He Pingan's body has imitated the movement of the true energy of Huangji Breaking Heaven Skill, and he soon practiced the method recorded on the second page of Huangji Breaking Heaven Skill.

The second page represents the third grade.

The third page represents the third level.

On the fourth page, you can practice to the early stage of Martial Saint.

On the fifth page, one can practice to the middle stage of Martial Saint.

On page six, you can practice to the late stage of Martial Saint.

The seventh page is the human emperor realm.

At this stage, his physical strength is already comparable to that of He Pingan at this time.

As time continued to pass, He Ping'an soon saw the eighth page.

However, on this page, the picture on it suddenly changed. It was no longer a practice method, but a method of condensing the destiny of the country.

By collecting mountains and rivers from various places and integrating them with the national destiny, nine giant tripods that can borrow from the national destiny are condensed.

It turns out that this is the origin of Jiuding.

He Ping'an thought to himself, memorizing the refining method completely, and as the book turned, he reached the last page.

On the last page, there was only a simple small tripod painted.

The small cauldron has two ears and four legs. On the cauldron are engraved flowers, fish and insects, mountains and rivers. Just through the scroll, He Pingan can faintly feel the endless energy of creation coming from the small cauldron.

There are three big characters written below, Qiankun Ding!