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

Chapter 271 Strapping the chariot!

As soon as these words came out, Han Li's complexion changed immediately.

Even if his cultivation base has reached the peak of a true immortal, if his dantian is destroyed, his cultivation base will be completely scrapped, and he will become a useless person from then on.

Whether it is martial arts or Taoism, mana and true essence are stored in the dantian.

Unless, Han Li now changes to Confucianism.
"There is no other way?"

Han Li was suspicious, he always felt that He Pingan didn't try his best.

"Oh, I have more than enough heart but not enough strength."

He Pingan sighed and said with great regret.

Han Li took a deep look at He Pingan, was silent for a moment, and smiled lightly: "If that's the case, forget it!"

"You're dead?"

He Pingan said in surprise.

"Well, my cultivation base has recovered now, as long as I heal the previous serious injury, I can return to the realm of the Golden Immortal."

"Even if the body has the hidden danger of the red lotus karma, as long as you don't kill people, the red lotus karma will not recur!"

Han Li said seriously.

He is cautious by nature, and he always feels that He Pingan wants to use Nanming Lihuo to invade his body to control himself.

Once you enter the dantian, it means that your life and death are under the control of others.

And even if what He Pingan said was true, he was not willing to take such risks.

It's better to heal the injuries he suffered before, restore his cultivation, and then find a way to completely eradicate the red lotus karma by himself.

"let it go."

He Pingan looked regretful, but then added: "However, those pills and the two conditions before cannot be taken back!"

"I can promise you this, but if the red lotus karma recurs again, you must clear it for me!"

Han Li didn't suffer any disadvantage, and thought of countermeasures in a blink of an eye.

He Pingan nodded and didn't say much.

But his heart was already full of joy, everything was as he expected, Han Li was cautious by nature, and he would definitely not allow Nanming Lihuo to enter his dantian.

In this way, he fell into his trap. As long as Han Li wanted something from him, he would be tied to his chariot in disguise.
How can karma be completely avoided by being cautious? If you don’t see Li Changshou, if you are cautious, there will still be karma.

"By the way, what do you think of the current Emperor Daxuan?"

He Pingan changed the subject and looked at Han Li.

The person in front of him is still the ancestor of the Daxuan Kingdom. He Pingan would like to ask his opinion on these matters.

If he came forward, he could save a lot of things.

"Forget it, don't want to worry about it"

Han Li shook his head and sighed.

He didn't want to care about Daxuan's affairs at all, but he promised his younger sister who married into the royal family to protect Daxuan for 200 years.

That's why when Daxuan was in danger, he shot and seriously injured Gu Immortal, but because of this, he fell into the siege of the demon god.

Back to Daxuan, he experienced the matter of Emperor Jiaming again, he was already somewhat disappointed with Daxuan's prince and grandson.

"It doesn't matter, I'm afraid it won't work!"

He Pingan frowned and said that he was not fully prepared to kill Emperor Jiaming, but now that Emperor Jiaming is dead, Daxuan will definitely fall into chaos.

If proper restraints are not taken, the entire Daxuan will be torn apart, and it is even more likely that the monster clan will take advantage of the situation and swallow it, and the human race will be reduced to the slavery of the monster clan.

At that time, He Pingan will become a sinner of the Daxuan clan instead.

Especially after killing the emperor, the huge karma will put a terrible pressure on him.

Seeing He Ping'an's expression, Han Li immediately knew what he was thinking, gloated and said, "Now you know the trouble of killing the emperor?"

It's rare to see He Pingan deflated, and I feel extremely happy.

"If you don't care about this matter, my promise just now will be void!"

He Pingan's face darkened, and he spoke.

As an outsider, Han Li worked hard for Daxuan, and as Daxuan's ancestor, Han Li didn't care about Daxuan's affairs.

In the end we two, who knows Daxuan's ancestors.

Han Li's expression was normal, he ignored his threat at all, and said lightly: "As long as I hold back and don't kill anyone, I can control this karmic fire."

"is it?"

A strange smile appeared on He Pingan's face, and he asked back, "Who said I killed the emperor?"

He waved his hand, and the spirit of Emperor Jiaming appeared in front of Han Li in his sleeve.

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Han Li and Emperor Jiaming looked at each other in dismay, and in an instant, their facial expressions changed dramatically.

When Emperor Jiaming saw Han Li, he was startled at first, as if he hadn't expected that Han Li would appear here, but then his soul trembled, and he knelt down in mid-air, sobbing, "Old Ancestor, I was wrong back then, I shouldn't have I have a bad heart for you."

"You're not dead yet!"

When Han Li saw Emperor Jiaming's soul, his face immediately became gloomy, because the good mood of clearing the red lotus karma disappeared.

"very good!"

"Brother He, can this person be handed over to me?"

There was a cold light in Han Li's eyes, and there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Just let go and do what you want!"

A slight smile appeared on He Ping'an's face, and with a wave of his sleeves, Emperor Jiaming's spirit floated in front of Han Li involuntarily.

Seeing Han Li's expression, Emperor Jiaming's soul rarely showed a trace of fear: "No, Taoist Sanlun, please, kill me!"

"wanna die?"

Han Li grabbed it out like an eagle's claw with one hand, captured Emperor Jiaming's soul, and said solemnly: "I will fulfill you!"

Emperor Jiaming's soul was immediately controlled by mana in the void, and then Han Li's powerful consciousness split into a small blue sword, which cut back and forth on Emperor Jiaming's soul.

"Boooooo"

The soul, which was originally invisible and intangible, seemed to be making teeth-piercing sounds during this back and forth cutting.

"what"

Within a radius of ten miles, Emperor Jiaming's shrill screams resounded.

The pain of the soul is worse than the pain of the body. The soul of the soul is hacked into pieces, which can be said to be a torture comparable to lighting the sky lanterns of the soul.

After half an hour.

Han Li spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, "Bah, the thing that deceives the master and destroys the ancestors, but only persisted for more than 3 knives, so I can't stand it."

Although he had tried his best to maintain the vitality of Emperor Jiaming's soul with his power, but at [-] knives, Emperor Jiaming's soul could not withstand the severe pain, his soul power was exhausted, and he was instantly annihilated in ashes.

"Brother Han, are you happy?"

He Pingan asked with a smile.

"Um"

Han Li replied refreshedly.

"Your fire seems to be coming out again!"

He Pingan glanced at Han Li's dantian and reminded him kindly.

With the death of Emperor Jiaming's spirit, the red lotus karmic fire in Han Li's dantian, as if he had taken a big tonic pill, suddenly burned blazingly.

Moreover, as time passed, it began to escape from his dantian.

Although He Pingan beheaded the body of Emperor Jiaming, but the soul of Emperor Jiaming was also killed by Han Li, so the Heavenly Dao shared the karma of killing the emperor on the two of them.

What's more, if Daxuan riots and there are countless casualties, this karma will continue to fall on the two of them.

At that time, He Ping'an will be at his peak, and he can barely bear it.

But Han Li was already in the red lotus karma fire, and it was hard to say whether he could resist the endless karma of karma.

"You kid fucked me!"

Han Li's face darkened, and he immediately realized that MMP didn't know what to say or not.

He Pingan gave himself the soul of Emperor Jiaming, and his feelings were waiting for him here.

"It's not my fault!"

He Pingan smiled lightly, feeling secretly refreshed, and continued: "Brother Han, I didn't ask you to kill him."

"you"

Han Li pointed at He Pingan, his fingers trembling.

But in the end he still sighed, he could only blame himself, as soon as he saw Emperor Jiaming, he couldn't restrain his rage.

He was cautious enough, but he never seemed to take advantage of this little fox.

He took a deep breath, dispelled the boredom in his heart, and made up his mind that he must maintain absolute caution and restraint when talking to He Pingan in the future.

"Okay, Brother Han, since this is the case, let's think about it, what should we do next!"

He Pingan smiled lightly, bringing Han Li's thoughts back to the topic.

Han Li nodded. He knew that He Pingan had completely dragged him into the chariot now, even if He Pingan patted his butt and left now, he couldn't even leave.

If this matter is not handled properly, he will definitely be completely swallowed by the endless red lotus fire.

Half an hour later, the two discussed it properly, and their figures flickered, and they returned to Xuanyang City.

Southern Xinjiang, one hundred thousand mountains.

After several years, the drought and plague in southern Xinjiang did not improve, but intensified.

Following the death of Emperor Jiaming's soul, at the same time, a terrifying existence woke up from a deep sleep in a hidden place thousands of miles underground in southern Xinjiang.

"Roar!"

With a muffled roar, a pair of blood-red eyes slowly opened in the ground, and the boiling killing intent immediately raised the surrounding temperature, and quickly passed to the ground.

As the sound fell, a slim figure jumped out of the ground and landed on the ground.

As she took a step, the ground quickly cracked, and the ground was red for thousands of miles!

In an instant, the temperature in southern Xinjiang soared with this as the center, and countless pools were evaporated by the high temperature in an instant, turning into dry pools one by one.

Under the moonlight, this slender figure has a red lotus blooming between his brows, and three thousand burgundy hairs fluttering like a ball of flames dancing!

Her face is unparalleled, her skin is as creamy, and she is covered with a layer of red gauze as thin as a cicada's wings, which makes her figure as hot as a devil. Just one glance is enough to make people sink!

It seemed that because she had been underground all the time, her control over her body was a bit jerky, she moved her limbs at will, and immediately, within a hundred miles, a fierce aura overflowed.

After a long time, she seemed to be completely familiar with her body. She raised her head and glanced at the silver plate hanging in the sky to identify the direction. The red shadow flashed and disappeared completely under the moonlight.

He Pingan, who was far away in Xuanyang, suddenly woke up from the state of cultivation, calculated with his fingers, and found that there was a powerful breath waking up in the southern border.

Can't help but sigh: "It's an eventful autumn!"

It is night, midnight.

In Xuanyang City, the atmosphere is subtle, the surface is calm, but in reality, swords are on the verge of breaking out.

A big battle is about to start!
With the death of Emperor Jiaming, King Han and King Jing began to continuously recruit monks, accumulate energy, prepare to attack the imperial city, and seize the throne first.

But with the start of the competition for the nine-turn longevity pill outside Xuanyang City, the three crazy Taoists appeared again, but King Han and King Jing had to go outside Xuanyang City with the three cabinet scholars, waiting for the instructions of the dragon-riding warrior .

The so-called Daxuan Emperor's throne, following the death of Emperor Jiaming, the replacement of the throne can be said to be only at the thought of the Dragon Riding Martial Saint.

Whoever can get the approval of Wusheng Riding Dragon will become the real master of Daxuan.

Otherwise, even if you win the throne today, you will be torn off from the throne tomorrow.

However, the two tried many times through sound transmissions, but they did not win the favor of the Dragon Rider Martial Saint. They only got an ambiguous sentence: "Don't use weapons rashly today. Tomorrow, the rules for fighting the dragon will be established!"

After hearing the news, the two rushed back to Xuanyang City, and hurriedly summoned people to discuss countermeasures.

Just waiting for Chen Shi, it will be a bloodbath.

Han Dynasty Palace.

As the time passed bit by bit, Zhao Ying, the King of Han, was discussing matters in the Palace of the King of Han with all the strange people under his command.

Zhao Ying was very anxious at this time, with his hands behind his back in the hall, he kept walking: "Everyone, what kind of rules do you say this dragon riding warrior will set for fighting dragons?"

Everyone looked at each other without speaking.

No one knows what kind of behavior he will do.

At this moment, the first Daoist with a fluttering blue shirt, a handsome face and a crown-like jade face said: "Your Highness the King of Han, don't worry, no matter what the rules are, you must win by strength."

"Pin Dao will definitely do his best to help the Holy One become the Great Treasure."

Hearing this, King Zhao Ying of the Han Dynasty was taken aback for a moment, then he laughed and said: "With the help of the real Kunyang, I will surely win."

This real person from Kunyang was originally a first-rank Taoist cultivator of the dragon guard. Following the death of Emperor Jia Ming, the real master Mingyu of the dragon guard seemed to be disheartened, and the monks who guarded the dragon also dispersed like birds and beasts.

Some rushed to the door of the king of Han, some went to the door of the king of Jing, and some stayed in the guardian of the dragon.

There are also some monks who left Xuanyang directly and chose to become a wandering wild crane.

Among the monks who defected to the King of Han, Kunyang Zhenren had the highest mid-level cultivation.

In fact, for first-rank monks, they are already Daxuan's top combat power, no matter who becomes the emperor, it will not affect their status.

Therefore, all the princes including the DPRK and China maintained a wait-and-see attitude, and did not really take refuge in any side.

Otherwise, once the selected party fails to fight for the dragon, it will become a thorn in the eyes of the new emperor.

Therefore, there were not many first-rank monks who really defected to King Han and King Jing. Most of them were middle-rank third-rank monks. Occasionally, there were one or two upper-rank third-rank monks, which made the King of Han very happy.

Not to mention a first-rank monk, he naturally won the attention of Hanwang Zhao Ying immediately.

Seeing that Zhao Ying respected him very much, Master Kunyang looked at the doctor Qin sitting above him, and couldn't hide the smug smile in his eyes.

When he first came to the King of Han's command, he discovered that the physician Qin transformed by He Ping'an was only a mere second-class doctor of medicine, but he was valued by the King of Han, and every word he said was taken seriously by the King of Han.

Especially in these discussions involving dragon fighting, He Pingan is sitting at the top of his own, so how can he not feel jealous.

Once the King of Han succeeds in fighting for the dragon, the position under his command will probably represent the future identity of this person.

He Pingan turned a blind eye to his complacent gaze, and stood up from his seat: "Hanwang Highness, there is still some time before Chenshi."

"Before, the late emperor destroyed many houses in the city, and many people were injured. If you don't take this opportunity to organize people to save the people from the fire, the people will be grateful."

Upon hearing this, King Zhao Ying of the Han Dynasty quickly said, "Doctor Qin is right, why don't you and Gu Huwei lead the five hundred guards of the palace to the city to treat the people."

"Everything that is needed will be spent from the palace."

He is naturally familiar with the situation in Xuanyang City.

Because of Emperor Jiaming's anger, Xuanyang City centered on the Hall of Eternal Life. Within a radius of ten miles, countless houses collapsed and nearly tens of thousands of people were injured.

It's just because of the fight for the dragon, so it can't be estimated for a while.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuanjun immediately sat up from his chair, and was ready to take orders and leave.

"Holy Majesty, wait a minute!"

Master Kunyang stood up, his eyes were flickering, and he began to persuade: "My lord, this is the critical period of fighting for the dragon. Every soldier is a valuable new force."

"If the opportunity to fight for the dragon is lost because of saving the common people, it will be too late for the Holy One to regret."

Hearing this, Zhao Ying, King of Han, suddenly looked thoughtful. He didn't think too much just now, so he agreed to He Pingan.

At this time, listening to the words of Master Kunyang, it seems very reasonable.

In particular, the word "Holy Majesty" shouted out by the Kunyang real person deeply touched his heart.

Seeing that he seemed to be moved, Master Kunyang hurriedly continued to persuade: "Your Majesty, do big things, don't care about small things."

"It's a small matter for the common people, but it's a big matter for fighting for dragons!"

"Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

When He Pingan saw this, he quickly persuaded him: "Your Highness, Zhenglong is still in Chenshi, and now it is only three quarters, and there are still more than three hours. The old man will bring people to hurry back, so that His Highness will not be delayed." .”

"These people may become the help of the Holy One."

"Your Majesty, absolutely not. Going back and forth, without sleep for more than three hours, will definitely affect the spirit of the guards. When the time comes to fight, even a penny may decide the outcome."

"This"

What both of them said made sense, and Han Wang Zhao Ying suddenly fell into a difficult choice.

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