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

Chapter 191
"Master Xuanyu, who are you?"

A trace of panic flashed across Zhu Hong's face. The sloppy Taoist in front of him had a restrained aura, and he couldn't tell whether his cultivation was high or low.

But he knew that it was often this kind of cultivator that was even more terrifying. Suddenly, a first-rank cultivator might appear.

At this moment, his mood was as if a crispy shooter had just walked into the river, and two warriors suddenly jumped out of the grass.

And now Wei Jinghuan, who has recovered his real body, is full of Yin Qi, and his cultivation seems to have reached the peak of the first rank.

"who are we?"

A smile appeared on Wei Jinghuan's face, and he roared angrily, "You Beimang, aren't you just looking for me?"

"Now, here I am!"

"You are Wei Jinghuan?"

A trace of panic flashed across Zhu Hong's face, and he said the name of the Chang Shenghou who terrified the officers and soldiers at the bottom of Beimang 500 years ago.

Although this Marquis of Chang Sheng only appeared for three short years, he fell like a meteor.

But he is the god of using soldiers, and the magic of sending troops, spread throughout Daxuan and Beimang in those years.

In the early days of the war between Daxuan and Beimang, they were only controlled below the second-rank cultivation base, and it was because of this Chang Shenghou and the first-rank great witch that he personally took action and cursed him to death.

The fall of Wei Jinghuan caused Daxuan to directly dispatch ten first-rank monks to wantonly kill the Beimang soldiers on the border of Daxuan.

Taizu Daxuan even went deep into Beimang alone, seriously injuring the witch god, and as a result, he was also seriously injured.

Daxuan lost three first-rank monks, while Beimang lost nine first-rank monks.

Another first-rank great witch was seriously injured.

Taizu thought he had killed him, but in fact, this first-rank great witch had a rare treasure hidden in his body. Although he was seriously injured, he escaped by luck and did not fall.

"That's right, it's the Marquis!"

Wei Jinghuan nodded slightly, then glared angrily, the long knife at his waist was unsheathed automatically, and fell into his hand: "The dog thief of Beimang, take your life!"

The sound was like thunder, and the knife was like ice. With one slash, the Yin Qi on the entire Xuanwu Cliff became more cloudy, and the temperature dropped rapidly.

Zhu Hong raised the wooden stick in his hand, muttering something in his mouth, suddenly an invisible and strange energy fluctuation blocked his body, firmly holding Wei Jinghuan's long knife in mid-air.

At this time, if He Pingan used spiritual eyes to see, he would be able to see a hemispherical black mask in midair, protecting Zhu Hong and the two second-rank great witches beside him.

"You are the three crazy Taoists?"

"Daxuan's recent reputation as a dragon-riding martial artist?"

Seeing that he had temporarily caught Wei Jinghuan's attack, Zhu Hong made a tentative decision, and looked at the sloppy Taoist with fear in his eyes.

"Exactly!"

He Pingan nodded, feeling extremely satisfied. It seems that his reputation is not small, and it has already spread to Beimang.

Then he suddenly asked a strange question: "Fellow Wuxian should be coming soon, right?"

A look of surprise flashed across Zhu Hong's face, and it was fleeting. He said, "Master Wu Xian is still meditating in Beimang Dadu. It is nearly a million miles away from here, and he won't come here for a while."

He Pingan smiled and didn't speak, a golden light flashed on his right hand, then raised his palm slightly, and slapped it out, a golden palm about a hundred feet wide appeared out of thin air.

Then everyone heard a soft "thrilling" sound in their ears, like the sound of glass breaking.

In front of the golden palm, the black shield that was still indestructible just now shattered like paper.

The golden palm didn't stop there, and still slapped it hard, the space was blocked, and infinite force fell from the top of the head.

The two second-rank great witches beside Zhu Hong didn't even hum, and were directly crushed into two bloody meatloaf.

And Zhu Hong's wooden staff had a thin layer of black light, barely supporting it under tremendous pressure. In his eyes, the giant golden palm that fell from the sky was infinitely large and heavy, and he couldn't resist it at all.

Even if he wanted to escape, the space was blocked by the giant golden palm, and with his strength, he couldn't break through it at all.

'How do you say that you just do it? '

A trace of despair flashed in his eyes. Facing such a huge gap in strength, no matter what he did, it would be of no avail. At most, it would only delay his death.

I thought that this three-crazy Taoist would take his identity into consideration and would not attack him. As long as he pestered him for a while, Lord Wu Xian would be free to do so.

"Fellow Daoist Three Crazy, isn't it too much to attack a junior?"

At this moment, a piercing voice rang in He Ping'an's ear.

Then a figure who was covered in a black robe from head to toe suddenly appeared under the giant golden palm, gently raised the black wooden staff in his hand, and a strange force rose up, immediately pushing the giant golden palm into the air , unable to fall.

Seeing this person appear, He Pingan thought, the golden palm turned into little golden light and dispersed, and the invisible giant force disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

After all, if I acted, I wanted to force him to show up. If he showed up, I wouldn't have to bully another first-rank great witch.

Sometimes you still have to pretend to be a detached style.

"Fellow Wuxian, you are finally here."

He Pingan let out a hearty laugh, as if he had seen an old friend for many years.

"Fellow Daoist Three Crazy seems to have known that I'm coming?"

Wu Xian in the black robe showed no change in expression, and her voice was piercing and cold.

"Fellow Wuxian has been planning for a long time for today, why don't you come?"

"Besides, haven't you been waiting for me?"

He Pingan said with a smile: "If what I expected is correct, that elixir flowed into the Palace of Longevity from you, right?

"And you are the first-rank great witch who was lucky enough to survive!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian was silent for three breaths, and the blood-red eyes under the black robe stared at He Pingan.

He Pingan smiled calmly, not afraid of his gaze at all, and looked back at the past.

The space suddenly fell into a deathly silence. After a long time, the two of them smiled "hehe" at the same time, thinking in their hearts that they are indeed their opponents, and they are as smart as themselves.
However, they didn't know that the subordinates of the two warring parties complained in their hearts at the same time: "The two old men are better than each other."

Wu Xian was the first to break the deadlock, and said slowly, "What Fellow Daoist Blood Demon said is indeed true, ordinary tricks can't fool you at all."

"Blood Demon?"

A trace of doubt flashed across He Pingan's face: "You mean the blood demon master?"

He felt a little strange, he had never met this blood demon Taoist master, but this person seemed to know him very well.

And he learned from the Heart Demon Daoist that the Blood Demon Daoist hadn't appeared for many years, so why was he so concerned about himself?

He Pingan thought for a moment, and suddenly felt the chrysanthemum tighten.

In front of him was the Daoist Heart Demon, and now he was the Daoist Blood Demon, all staring at him, could it be that he was greedy for his body?

"That's right, this blood demon Taoist master has been friends with me for many years, and now he has officially returned to the Demon Realm, and is now in charge of the Demon Realm Lord."

Wu Xian said lightly, he did not deliberately conceal the changes in the Demon Realm, as long as this three-crazy Taoist is willing to inquire about such a major change, he will know about it soon.

At this moment, Wei Jinghuan, who had been quietly standing aside, suddenly asked, with hatred in his eyes: "Are you Zhuqing?"

Wu Xian's black robe trembled for a bit, then smiled slowly: "Hehe, it has been more than 1000 years, and no one has mentioned this name in front of me."

"Unexpectedly, I was recognized by you."

"You really aren't dead yet!"

When Wei Jinghuan heard this, seeing that he didn't deny it, his eyes flashed with anger, and the long knife in his hand pointed at Zhuqing who was wrapped in a black robe, with a murderous look.

Candle blue?

He Ping'an's heart moved, and he immediately understood why Wei Jinghuan was so furious all of a sudden.

Zhu Qing was the black-robed great witch who killed more than ten thousand members of the Xuanjia Army in his dream.

However, this person was extremely short back then, why is he as tall as ordinary people now?
Reminiscent of some of the pictures he saw in Yidan Pavilion before, He Pingan had a vague guess in his mind.

This should be the particularity of Wuxiu's cultivation method.

The lower third rank is no different from ordinary people, but at the middle third rank, it begins to gradually become shorter.

And when it reaches the upper third rank, it reaches the peak of shortness.

On the contrary, after breaking through the witch fairy, the height will return to normal.

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