"From today onwards, Zhang San is the king of Daxuan with a different surname, and he is entrusted with the southern border. His descendants can inherit it and coexist with the Daxuan royal family..."
Having said this, He Pingan glanced at everyone below and saw that the expressions of Emperor Longqing and Duke Zhen changed greatly, but they did not dare to interrupt his narration, while Zhang San was so happy that his eyebrows were raised.
Although he didn't understand the meaning of Wang with a different surname, he only needed to look at the faces of Emperor Longqing and Duke Zhen to know that it was a good thing for him.
At this moment, He Ping'an changed the topic and continued: "Pay taxes to Daxuan and resist the invasion of the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan..."
After hearing this, Duke Zhenguo and Emperor Longqing's expressions softened slightly, while Zhang San's mouth twitched and he wanted to speak several times, but he held it back in the end.
It wasn't until He Ping'an finished speaking that he couldn't wait to ask: "Senior Martial Saint, what do you mean by paying taxes to Daxuan?"
"I, Zhang, will not call anyone..."
He Pingan smiled slightly but did not speak.
On the contrary, Luo Xianzun was furious, his face darkened, and he interrupted sternly: "Bold, you have the right to speak here!"
As he spoke, countless divine lights flashed around his body, and an invisible weight like a mountain pressed toward Zhang San, instantly overwhelming him and making him lie on the ground unable to move.
Zhang San used his skills, but even if he burst out with infinite power, it was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, unable to struggle at all.
At the same time, Luo Xianzun's message had fallen into his ears: "My senior brother is not a good person. If you have heard of his deeds, you should also know the consequences of disobeying him... .”
"If you really anger him, even I, the Immortal, can't save you..."
Hearing Luo Xianzun's message, Zhang San's expression changed several times. In Daxuan, he had naturally heard of the evil reputation of this dragon-riding martial saint. He had killed countless demons. Even Emperor Jiaming was killed. He killed it with his own hands.
It can be said that the demons with names and surnames that he killed were countless times stronger than himself.
I was also temporarily blinded by lard just now. Seeing that this person was not as scary as the rumors, I had the idea of bargaining.
Now being reminded by Luo Xianzun, I remembered this person's evil name. Naturally, I didn't dare to have any more thoughts, and quickly sent a message to Luo Xianzun to express my attitude.
Duke Zhenguo and Emperor Longqing on the side saw this, and their hearts suddenly trembled. They originally wanted to argue with each other.
After all, Daxuan has never granted a king with a different surname since the founding of the country.
If Zhang San is granted the title of king with a different surname and rests in southern Xinjiang, he will definitely support his troops and respect himself in the long run.
But at this moment, they can no longer think too much. They are afraid that if they don't agree to this matter now, the two of them will not be able to leave this place alive today. We can only discuss it after we leave here and meet our ancestor Daxuan Sword Immortal.
The two people quickly expressed their opinions on the spot: "Senior is wise, junior will obey orders!"
Seeing the two people expressing their opinions, He Pingan nodded with satisfaction, then waved his sleeves, and a milky white jade bottle fell into the
into the hands of Emperor Longqing.
"This is an elixir made by a poor Taoist who killed demons and immortals. As long as you practice diligently and swallow one pill a month, after refining it, you will naturally have the opportunity to break through to the Martial Saint."
"I hope you won't make the same mistake as Emperor Jiaming. In twenty years' time, during the great calamity, Daxuan will be able to break through the calamity and emerge."
After hearing this, Emperor Longqing took the jade bottle tremblingly, fell to the ground excitedly, and solemnly promised: "Thank you very much for the elixir given by Wu Sheng. I will definitely live up to the expectations of my seniors. When I go back, I will straighten out the affairs of the court and return the world to the people." ..."
"alright......."
He Ping'an waved his hand, interrupting Emperor Longqing's eloquent statement, and then looked at Duke Zhen Guo. As his sleeves flew, a bloody pill flew out of the sleeve and fell into Duke Zhen Guo's hand.
As soon as he got the elixir, Lord Zhen Guo was secretly happy at first, but then his expression changed slightly after his spiritual sense sensed it.
It's not that this elixir is too good, but that this elixir is too ordinary.
If what he expected was true, this was just a blood-coagulating pill that was often used by fifth-level warriors.
This is of no use to him at all.
"As you expected, this is indeed a blood-coagulating pill."
He Pingan had already paid attention to his performance and said slowly: "But it is anything but ordinary!"
"After Pindao beheaded Qiongqi Demon God the day before yesterday, he collected his blood, took its essence and discarded its dross, and refined this blood-coagulating pill!"
"If you don't want to..."
He Ping'an said and stretched out his hand to take back the blood-coagulating pill.
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Duke Zhenguo swallowed the blood-coagulating pill directly into his belly, then wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said repeatedly: "Junior is willing, junior is so willing... .”
Just kidding, this is not an ordinary blood-coagulation pill, this is the blood energy of the demon god. Even if all the blood-coagulation pills in Daxuan are added together, they may not be as rich in blood energy as this blood-coagulation pill.
It can be said that with this blood-coagulating pill, Duke Zhen Guo no longer has any difficulties in practicing from the early stage of martial arts to the middle stage of martial arts.
If he uses careful calculations, it is not impossible to break through to the late stage of Martial Saint.
You must know that after reaching the Martial Saint, every step forward will be extremely difficult for him.
"You have broken through to the realm of Martial Saint, but you have not yet passed through the thunder tribulation, so you are not considered a true Martial Saint."
"When the things here are over and we leave this place, thunder and disaster will naturally fall."
He Pingan said slowly.
This talisman space isolates heaven and earth, which is the way of heaven, and can also block it a little.
Therefore, when Duke Zhen Guo enters this space, he will not have to worry about the thunder disaster for the time being. He can completely stabilize his realm here and then go to deal with the disaster. The success rate can be much higher.
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Otherwise, it would be a bit embarrassing if a local martial saint finally appeared in Daxuan, but died in the thunder disaster.
Although He Pingan did not say this clearly, the Duke of Zhen was not stupid. He naturally knew how much he meant to take care of him, and his gratitude to He Pingan was simply beyond words.
After the two of them got the benefit, they had completely forgotten about He Ping'an naming Zhang San a king with a different surname.
After settling the two of them, He Ping'an turned his eyes and looked at Zhang San again, who had been newly released by Luo Xian, and asked with a smile: "Do you have anything else to say?"
Seeing that Duke Zhen Guo and Emperor Long Qing had benefited greatly, Zhang San naturally had no objections anymore. He quickly shook his head and said, "Senior has made the decision, and I have no objections to this junior."
Seeing Zhang San's respectful expression, He Pingan almost burst out laughing. This was far from Zhang San's usual lawless look, but he still tried his best to hold it in, and then ordered: "Since none of you have If you have any objections, just rest here for a while and then leave."
After saying that, he looked at his eyes, nose and heart, sat cross-legged on the stone bed, and ignored them.
Zhang San looked at He Pingan eagerly, thinking that he would be given a rare treasure. Unexpectedly, the Dragon-riding Martial Saint on the stage had closed his eyes tightly at this time, and his mind was wandering to foreign objects, which made him feel anxious.
Seeing that everyone else was benefiting but not himself, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, scratching his head and head, but he didn't dare to bring it up, and he almost suffered internal injuries.
Although He Pingan closed his eyes, his consciousness was actually observing from the sidelines, and his stomach almost hurt from laughing.
However, Duke Zhen knew that He Ping'an left time for himself and others, on the one hand to allow himself to adjust his condition, and on the other hand, to let Emperor Longqing discuss the details with Zhang San.
Lest when the time comes, the two of them leave this place, and in front of everyone, their words will be wrong.
So at his prompting, Emperor Longqing took the initiative to discuss the matter of being crowned king with Zhang San: "Brother Zhang, as I am a little older, I will make my own decision and call you brother, okay?"
Zhang San did not get any benefit, and he was very angry at this time. He said angrily: "Who said that the older one is the elder brother, and the younger one is the younger brother?"
"Zhang wants to be a brother!"
"you......."
Emperor Longqing was furious and was about to get angry, but when he saw the look from Duke Zhen Guo, he knew that Zhang San was angry at this time, so there was no need to argue with him, so he said: "Okay, okay, since you don't want to be my brother." , let’s drop this matter, how about we discuss your name?”
"My intention is to make you the King of Zhennan and rule the southern border. What do you think?"
"King Zhennan?"
Zhang San thought for a moment, shook his head slightly, then raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Zhang wants to be the mad king!"
