I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 142 Friendly Negotiation (Subscribe)

"You can rest assured."

He Pingan replied via voice transmission: "This concentric lock is not a common product. If either party unfortunately loses its soul, the effect of the concentric lock will automatically lose its effect."

"Since this is the case, the junior will have no doubts."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhaojun quickly agreed.

"Okay, let's start then."

He Pingan gave instructions to the two, and then the magic power surged, and the concentric lock shot two pink rays of light, which fell on the two of them respectively, and merged with the flesh and soul.

"Thank you senior."

Luo Lanxin and Zhang Zhaojun could naturally feel the feeling of being connected with each other from Tongxinsuo. Without any doubts in their hearts, they both knelt in front of He Pingan and expressed their gratitude to him.

"Don't be too polite!"

He Pingan waved his hand, and a burst of magic power gushed out, lifting the two of them up.

At this time, the two were still immersed in the happiness bound by the concentric lock, embracing each other, weeping with joy.

Seeing the two lovers get married at this moment, He Pingan felt indescribably happy. It was like when he watched Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai in his previous life, he always regretted their tragic ending. Seeing the two of them turning into butterflies and leaving, I felt a little better.

At this time, the two lovers finally got married with my help. The sense of accomplishment and satisfaction is like completing a great work of art, which makes people understand and peaceful.

But happiness is always short-lived, after a quarter of an hour.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He Pingan had to let out a cough, interrupting the two of them.

Don't be ashamed, why are you hugging and hugging, you all ran to the bed?

I don't even look at the other person next to me.

He Pingan said that he received [-] critical hits.

"Hehe, I kept senior waiting for a long time."

Zhang Zhaojun hurriedly pulled the blushing Roland Xin up, cast a reluctant glance at Roland Xin next to him, and suddenly said, "Senior, I still have something to ask. ""

"But it doesn't matter."

He Pingan waved his hands, saying that he is in a good mood now and has something to discuss.

"The junior wants Lan Xin to worship the senior as his teacher, but I don't know if the senior can bestow the fairy fate."

Zhang Zhaojun spoke hastily.

"Accept apprentices?"

He Pingan glanced at Roland Xin, who was looking down at the ground with blushing cheeks, and knew that the two had already discussed it, and Roland Xin should have agreed.

As soon as he thought about it, he knew Zhang Zhaojun's intention.

Luo Lanxin is now 25-[-], long past the age of a woman, and now it is extremely difficult to find a suitable husband.

Of course, she is a wealthy family, if she wants to marry, there will still be men willing to marry her.

But Luo Lanxin obviously already had Zhang Zhaojun in his heart, even if his memory was sealed by the soul restraining technique, he was unwilling to marry, let alone the lifting of the soul restraining technique at this time, it was even more impossible for her to marry.

Therefore, it is an excellent choice to take the hair to practice and worship under the martial sage of the three mad Taoists.

Under Wu Sheng's sect, he would have more face if he said it.

Even Roland Xin's father would beat gongs and drums to send Roland Heart to practice.

However, He Pingan didn't want to do what he wanted.

Such a delicate leftover woman dangled in front of her every day, and could only watch but not eat, which was also a kind of torture.

Thinking of this, He Pingan had an idea in his mind: "Pindao has no plans to accept apprentices now, besides, Luo Lanxin is a woman after all, so it is not appropriate to worship under my sect."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhaojun and Luo Lanxin's faces were sad. They also knew that it was not suitable, but this was the most suitable way to solve Luo Lanxin's current predicament.

But if the Martial Saint disagrees, then naturally everything will cease.

"However, Pindao happens to have a little friend who is visiting relatives in Liangzhou. It is very appropriate for Luo Lanxin to pay homage to his wife."

He Pingan opened his mouth slowly, which brought a glimmer of hope to Luo Lanxin and Zhang Zhaojun's faces.

"It's just that you will be more wronged in the future."

He Pingan looked at Zhang Zhaojun and smiled meaningfully.

"But according to the senior's order, the junior has no objection."

How could Zhang Zhaojun think so much, to become a friend of a dignified martial artist, he should be at the third rank at the very least.

For such an expert, to Roland's heart, as long as he can worship under the door, it will be a great joy.

He Pingan smiled gloatingly, and didn't say a word, don't look at your brat's willingness to agree now, you will suffer it when the time comes.

Roland already had a sturdy temperament in his heart, and it was brought out by that Hedong lion, tsk tsk tsk, that picture is simply not too beautiful.

"Zhang Zhaojun, since this matter is over, I also have a task for you."

He Pingan said solemnly: "Although you are a ghost at this time, you were also a human when you were alive. What do you think about demons devouring people?"

"The junior went astray back then, but he studied poetry and books hard, so he naturally hated monsters eating people."

Zhang Zhaojun also replied with a serious face: "It's just in the Netherworld. Although General Song tried his best to stop it, it's a pity that the Netherworld ghost clan has always been like this. Even General Song can't do anything."

He is in the Netherworld, so he naturally knows that there are often some ghost cultivators. Taking advantage of the chaos in the Netherworld and the disorder of the interface between the two worlds, he sneaks into the human world and devours the living things.

Although Song Baihong's army is extremely strict, it is only effective in the army under her control. Other ghost cultivators are still uncontrolled.

"The helper demon?"

He Ping'an squinted his eyes, apparently not expecting that for such a scum as Song Mian, her sister was still a generation of ghosts.

His spiritual consciousness has been observing Zhang Zhaojun's fluctuations. Although he didn't use the soul search technique, he can still tell the truth from the false.

Zhang Zhaojun said indignantly: "If it wasn't for Song Mi's being dragged down, General Song wouldn't have been unable to improve his cultivation for many years."

He Pingan didn't comment on Song Baihong's matter, and he drank and pecked, it was all determined by God.

Song Baihong herself was willing to support Song Mi regardless of the cost, that was her business.

My own purpose is to send Song Xian's soul flying away, and his spirit and soul are all extinguished.

"Zhang Zhaojun, Pindao has a predestined relationship with Song Yu. If he doesn't die, Pindao won't be able to sleep at night. Is there a way to lure him out of the Netherworld?"

He Pingan asked.

Although he has the ability to open up to the netherworld, he is unwilling to step into the nether world if it is not necessary. The impression of ghosts, spirits and yin immortality that day was too deep on him.

If you don't have the strength to rival Yin Changsheng, stepping into the Netherworld is tantamount to seeking your own death.

"Lead out Song Mi?"

Zhang Zhaojun showed a look of embarrassment, he was different from that Song Xiandao, he did not conspire with each other, basically had no intersection before, and even had some hostility.

It is indeed difficult to draw him out.

Seeing that he seemed a bit difficult to handle, He Pingan asked, "Is there any difficulty?"

Zhang Zhaojun's face trembled immediately, and he said hastily: "Don't worry, Senior Three Crazy, this junior will definitely lure him out no matter what."

"It's just that seniors need to give me some time."

"It's okay, don't worry."

He Pingan said, and then with a wave of one hand, a stream of pure mana fell on Zhang Zhaojun's ghost body.

"Poverty Taoist Temple, although your cultivation base has improved rapidly, your foundation is not very solid. In the ghost army, you are often contaminated with hostility, and your temperament may change drastically."

"This magical power can help you stabilize your foundation, refine your anger, and help you realize your understanding."

"Thank you senior!"

Zhang Zhaojun immediately knelt down and bowed to He Pingan.

He could feel that this pure mana was constantly circulating in his body, slowly refining the hostility in his body.

With this magical power, he has no worries about his cultivation, he only needs to keep breathing out Yin Qi and improve his cultivation.

He Pingan accepted it calmly, and he helped Zhang Zhaojun and Luo Lanxin fulfill their wishes, and gave him the opportunity to practice, so it was only natural to accept this gift.

"It's over here, you can go here."

He Pingan ordered.

"Senior, is there anything I need this junior to do in Netherworld?"

Zhang Zhaojun glanced at Roland's heart and asked.

He has already seen that He Pingan seems to have the intention of cultivating himself, and of course he must try his best to show his value in front of He Pingan.

On the one hand, it can be regarded as obtaining cultivation resources for himself, and on the other hand, it can also be regarded as helping Roland Xin who is still in the world to gain He Pingan's favor.

"What did Nether do?"

He Pingan was about to refuse, I am a mighty martial artist, what can I do for you?

But suddenly there was a movement in his heart, and several people flashed in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help smiling.

"If you talk about it, there are indeed some things that you need to do."

He Pingan smiled, and then said: "The first thing is to the villagers of Gusong Village near Xuanyang City. If you have a chance, help the poor to send them into reincarnation."

After speaking, he told Zhang Zhaojun about the general appearance of Yao Zhengliang and others in Gusong Village.

Zhang Zhaojun nodded again and again: "Yes, after the junior returned, he immediately went to look for Na Gusong Village and the others."

Now that he is an aide of ghost fairy Song Baihong, it is not difficult for him to find many dead souls and send them to the nether world.

On the contrary, he was among the ghost soldiers, and it would be extremely difficult to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.

"The second thing is that the dead soul of a woman named Ding Lanxiang, or Wu Fumu, used to be a ghost cultivator of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect, but now she has lost all her cultivation."

He Pingan paused, then sighed, "If I meet you by chance, I will help you."

"Yes, this junior understands!"

Zhang Zhaojun nodded.

He Ping'an's arrangement of this matter can be regarded as resolving the difficulty in his heart.

It can be said that the big reason for the villagers of Gusong Village is that Jiang Yuyan and the heart demon Taoist master suppressed their mouths in order to prevent themselves from finding out what happened back then.

Now that they have the opportunity, they should find some hope for them.

As for Ding Lanxiang, it depends on her chances.

After explaining everything, He Ping'an asked, "You said earlier that Houtu was attacked and there was a great power from Buddhism involved. Do you know how powerful it is from Buddhism?"

Zhang Zhaojun recalled it for a moment, and said: "This junior also heard it from hearsay, this time I return to Netherworld, this junior will inquire carefully."

He Pingan nodded, and then asked: "Have you heard that there is a Buddha who holds the earth in Youming?"

"Never heard of it."

"Okay, you can go now."

He Pingan waved his hand, indicating that Zhang Zhaojun could leave.

Zhang Zhaojun bowed to He Ping'an, then looked at Roland with affectionate eyes and said in his heart: "Lan Xin, you must wait for me."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Zhaojun had already turned into a void and fell into the nether world.

"Zhang Lang."

Roland rushed forward, fell on the spot where Zhang Zhaojun disappeared, and cried bitterly.

After a long time, He Ping'an said, "Roland Xin, after a few days, someone will come to recruit disciples."

"Remember, don't spread this matter to outsiders."

Just as He Ping'an's voice reached Roland's heart, the person had already turned into nothingness and disappeared in place.

However, Liu Jiamenzi and Xiaocui, who were bewildered by He Ping'an's illusion, came out of the illusion of horse-riding dance at this time, completely unaware of what happened in the back hall.

Half an hour later, Yang Qing and Liu Yue'e, who were about to lie down after a sleepless day and night after finishing dealing with the matter in Hanning County, received a voice transmission from the Sanlun Taoist, ordering them to go to Hanchuan County to take Luo Lanxin as his disciple. .

The two quickly reported all the criminal evidence collected to the governor of Liangzhou and the commander of the Palace of Eternal Life, King Lu, and then randomly appointed a fairly clean official to keep the great seal of Hanning County.

After finishing all this, the two drove the eel demon to Hanchuan County.

A day later, the two arrived in Hanchuan County.

After friendly negotiation with Luo Lanxin's father, Liu Yue'e successfully accepted Luo Lanxin as an apprentice.

Before leaving, Luo Lanxin, who had a blue nose and swollen eyes and several big bumps on his head, was grateful to his father, and sent Yang Qing and the others away like a plague god.

He had already inquired that the woman who shot him to death was Liu Yue'e, and she was Liu Sheng's daughter.

I finally let go of my heart, perhaps, this is also a chance for my daughter Roland.

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