Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 495 Dog Nose + Light Shaking Evil

"Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. Now my power has begun to gain competitiveness.

Because they have enough food and are willing to spend money, their military strength should be no weaker than that of the Brahma Temple. The only thing they lack is a little foundation. "

To put it bluntly, there are a few truly top-notch experts.

This is not Zhou Ping'an's problem. Generally speaking, there is a problem with the management of Yunshui Sect.

There is no perfect ascending mechanism.

Among the sect’s top leaders, nepotism is rampant and factionalism is prevalent.

To the extent that, even though Zhou Ping'an had created such a big fuss, there were not many real experts to support him from the Yunshui Sect.

He was forced to take an unconventional approach and resort to tactics such as finding allies and forming alliances through marriage.

"You don't care about your face anymore. If this continues, you still can't turn the tables... If we delay for a while, when the third spiritual tide arrives, the situation will be very bad."

Therefore, Zhou Pingan understood it in his heart.

Even though Elder Qing of Yaowang Valley does not have a high level of cultivation, in fact, under the current circumstances, he is the most important assistant to his own forces.

Once the plan succeeds.

Let's have a few more Zhenwu masters who have mastered the dual magical skills.

The chances of winning are more than just a few points better.

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"Brother Ping An."

From afar, I watched the carriage winding towards me.

Zhou Ping'an and Lin Huaiyu rode their horses to greet them, and they heard a cheerful laughter like silver bells.

The curtain of the middle carriage was lifted, and a small green figure ran over quickly.

That's Xiao Jiuer.

Long time no see.

The little girl seemed to have grown a little taller, but her face had not changed. Her round face had two deep dimples, and her eyes narrowed when she smiled.

Judging from her speed, it seems that she has officially started practicing footwork during this period of time, and has achieved quite a few results.

When running, its two short legs swing like Hot Wheels.

puff……

The soft little body threw itself into Zhou Ping'an's arms.

He lifted her up high, and the little girl's nose was moving with enjoyment, as if she was smelling something.

"What do you smell?"

When he saw Xiao Jiuer snuggling into his arms and sniffing his lapels and neck, his brows frowned, and his happiness just now faded a lot.

Zhou Ping'an couldn't help being curious, so he pinched her cheek and asked with a smile.

"Besides my sister's scent, I also smell the scent of two other women. Brother Ping An, you have changed..."

You have a dog nose, right?

You can smell it too.

Zhou Ping'an's old face turned slightly red.

He quickly changed the subject, put Xiao Jiuer down, flipped his hand, and took out a majestic and brightly colored doll.

The doll wears a phoenix-wing purple gold crown on its head, a golden chain mail armor on its body, lotus silk cloud-walking boots on its feet, a golden hoop stick on its shoulder, and a parasol in its hands, looking up at the sky, looking indescribably majestic.

"Ah, monkey..."

Xiao Jiuer's eyes were wide open.

She had never seen such beautiful modern crafts.

This little doll is no different from the real thing in other aspects except that it is only the size of a palm.

Of course, being too small is not a disadvantage at all in the eyes of children, but an advantage...

Xiao Jiuer held the Monkey King doll in his hand, unable to let it go, and had completely forgotten the scent of the woman he had just smelled.

Get it done.

Zhou Ping'an chuckled and turned to look at the old man with white beard and hair who got off the carriage.

"I feel really bad for tiring Mr. Qing to come all the way to Jinhe."

"We are all family, why are you being so formal?"

Old man Qing is in much better spirits than when I first met him.

Although he still had white hair and beard and deep wrinkles on his face, his face was now more ruddy and his eyes were bright.

Obviously, after breaking through the martial arts realm, the control over the body will be further improved.

It can also better nourish the soul and spirit, and make you look ten years younger...

"Even if I don't make any more breakthroughs, I can live another ten or eight years without any problems."

Zhou Ping'an took a look at the complexion on Old Man Qing's face and felt relieved.

Some people's skills are engraved in their bones.

The level of skill cannot be measured by the level of cultivation.

There is no doubt that Elder Qing's talent in alchemy and medicine making was innate, although his skills were not very high.

However, if we compare the alchemy skills purely, he is even much stronger than the alchemists in the late Zhenwu period.

"Ping An, but I have found a powerful elixir recipe and need my help. Don't worry, as long as there is no problem with the elixir recipe, you can try it no matter what kind of elixir it is. I will never waste your medicinal materials."

Old Man Qing had lived to such an old age that he had lost all desire to live and was just waiting to die.

During those years, he had been dragging his seriously injured body and enduring the pain every day, but he never died. This was partly because he took into consideration that Lin Huaiyu and her sister had not grown up yet and wanted to take better care of them.

For such a dying person who has already become disheartened, because he has no strong utilitarianism, refining pills and growing medicines with a non-action mentality is particularly in line with the essence of alchemy and medicine making.

He was able to make elixirs with ease as if he were assisted by a god.

After his body recovered, his cultivation level would be further improved.

He no longer had to worry about Lin Huaiyu and her sister, as they found better support.

He was completely relieved.

At this time, with nothing to do, he rediscovered his passion for alchemy and made rapid progress. He was now full of confidence.

Zhou Ping'an knew the temperaments of these technical geniuses, so he was not surprised by Old Man Qing's attitude.

He quickly took out a prescription from his arms.

"Can the Enlightenment Pill be refined?"

"what?"

Old Man Qing took a deep breath.

He almost snatched the yellowed parchment scroll from his hand, and then read it carefully and pondered it in detail on the official road outside the city.

Zhou Ping'an didn't bother him either.

Just smile and wait.

After a while, he saw Old Man Qing's anxious brows relax. He knew that everything was settled, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

In the past, Yaowang Valley was just an ordinary martial arts sect, and it was still a step behind the seven major sects.

Of course, there is no possibility of having the inheritance of refining the Kaiqiao Pill, a precious elixir that can help one break through the Zhenwu realm.

They were not qualified to obtain the Seven-Aperture Linglong Grass, and no one dared to refine it secretly. They could not bear the responsibility of ruining the elixir.

If anyone offends a master at the Zhenwu realm, there is no other possibility for Yaowang Valley except the extermination of the entire family.

Therefore, Zhou Ping'an could be sure that Old Man Qing had never come across a pill recipe of this level.

However, all principles in the world are the same.

Medical skills, poison skills, alchemy skills...

Once you realize the essence of things, understand the mutual promotion and restraint of medicinal materials, and the changes of the five elements, even if you have never refined them before, you can learn most of them with a little thought.

The rest is a matter of operational proficiency.

"You can give it a try."

Old Man Qing said this carefully, but he did not make any guarantees this time.

Zhou Ping'an felt relieved when he heard this.

I remember that the last time Elder Qing said "you can give it a try", he refined the top-grade elixir Tongtian Jiyi Dan.

The old man never speaks too confidently.

Even if the level of the enlightenment pill this time is higher, and it is impossible to refine a top-grade elixir, refining a high-grade one, or even a mid-grade one, is actually enough.

"In addition to the Kaiqiao Pill, there is also the Yueling Pill. Don't worry about the main ingredients. We still have two or three."

In fact, there are not just two or three plants, but more than twenty or thirty plants.

However, this is not easy to say, just keep it in mind.

First give two plants to Elder Qing to practice on. If it succeeds, that would be great. But even if the success rate is too low and you can't produce five or six pills, it would be fine if you can produce one or two.

As he spoke, Zhou Ping'an handed over another prescription.

He urged, "It's windy outside. Wait until you're settled down and then you can think about it carefully. There's no rush."

Although he was really anxious, Zhou Pingan did not show his anxiety.

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Chapter 564: Yao Guang Sha
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"Okay, three days at the latest. If you are confident, start refining the elixir immediately."

When they arrived at the county magistrate's mansion, Old Man Qing carefully accepted Yao Cai and immersed himself in his research in the spacious alchemy room.

"Go away, you don't have to accompany me. Just comfort the little girl. I haven't seen you for these days. I don't know how noisy she is."

Elder Qing looked at Zhou Ping'an with a smile, then looked at Lin Huaiyu, "And Yu'er, you can't be too passive about some things.

This person should take on responsibilities when they should. Otherwise, if someone else takes the lead, it will be too late to regret. "

"Grandpa Qing, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Lin Huaiyu was very embarrassed when she heard this.

He said angrily. Can you say this in front of Zhou Pingan?

She talks as if she can't get married, and she's still trying to be the first.

"Okay, okay, if you don't understand, then don't understand. Make your own decisions about your own affairs." Old Man Qing looked at Lin Huaiyu, who rarely showed the demeanor of a little girl, and couldn't help but think of the past.

At that time, Mrs. Bailing was also just beginning to fall in love, and in the end she was deeply in love.

Unfortunately, Mrs. Bailing was not as lucky as Xiaoyu, and she did not meet a good man.

It has to be said that fate really plays tricks on us.

It is difficult to draw the bones of a dragon or a tiger.

You can know a person’s face but not his heart…

When I first met the sect disciple named Lin, he was handsome and ambitious. Who would have thought that he was that kind of person?

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"This is marshmallow, this is pudding, this is peanut butter..."

Zhou Ping'an's mood became very good when he saw Xiao Jiuer following him like a shadow.

Whether the little guy is a lucky star or not is not too important.

The key point is that it is rare that the two of them have such a compatible aura and they look friendly.

This sense of closeness is even stronger than that with Lin Huaiyu.

If Zhou Ping'an didn't know that he had no past life, he would probably suspect that the other person was not the Lin family's daughter, but his own daughter.

"I'm not a kid anymore."

Xiao Jiuer looked at Zhou Pingan helplessly.

As soon as he saw me, he took out a lot of candies and pastries. Was he thinking that his teeth were not decaying fast enough?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but cover her cheeks.

"Don't worry, just eat. If your teeth get damaged, Brother Ping An will give you a needle and it will heal immediately."

Zhou Pingan said generously.

"Brother Ping An, you are the best."

Xiao Jiuer cheered, peeled off the paper skin of the peanut crisps, took a bite with enjoyment, and begged incoherently.

"After the little monkey pushed down the ginseng fruit tree, what happened next? Brother Ping An, you haven't told me yet?"

"In fact, there is nothing interesting to hear afterwards. It is nothing more than obtaining the Buddhist scriptures and becoming a Buddha."

Zhou Ping'an didn't want to talk about the later plot of the Journey to the West story.

This is the story.

The first half is of course high-spirited and exciting.

In the second half, I felt a little breathless.

Holding your breath is one thing, but people need to grow up, and there are setbacks in life. It's not always smooth sailing. This kind of story can be told to children.

However, later on, all the monsters were raised by gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and every time the monkey passed a level, he asked people to settle the matter...

They also had to pretend not to see the evil deeds of those monsters and politely return the man-eating monsters to their owners.

Moreover, he happily served as a dog for the Buddhist cause of obtaining Buddhist scriptures.

This is a bit too frustrating.

I won’t tell you the unpleasant story, it’s better to leave a suspense and let the little one have a beautiful fantasy.

"Haven't you heard enough stories in Qingyang City these days?" Zhou Ping'an wanted to change the subject.

Children's minds are always unstable. As soon as you change the subject, she will immediately stop being so persistent in staring at the monkey.

"Where are the stories to listen to? They are all about your deeds, Brother Ping An. I am so frustrated to hear them making up stories all day long, and they cannot expose them."

Xiao Jiuer puffed out his lips and pretended to hold his breath.

"I remembered."

Zhou Pingan understood it as soon as he heard it.

Qingyang City is where he started his career, and he is extremely strict in controlling the hearts and minds of the people. Not to mention for the sake of his wishes and power, for the stability of the rear, he also has to subtly change the hearts of the people and let them understand who will feed them and who will let them live a good life?

Although Zhou Ping'an did not give any instructions in person.

However, the civil and military officials under his command had already tacitly done so.

Regardless of what happens elsewhere, there must be no chaos in the rear.

Therefore, it doesn’t matter if Xiao Jiuer doesn’t want to listen to the story.

Whenever she wanted to go to the street, enter a teahouse or tavern, and listen to the storyteller telling a story... then nine and a half times out of ten, she would hear flattery of Zhou Ping'an.

In fact, he was made into a god who came down from heaven to save the world from suffering and distress.

It's very inspiring to hear this kind of story for the first time.

If you listen to it too much, it will become boring as it is always the same.

If ordinary people listen to the made-up stories as if they were true, it is not difficult for them to accept them.

But Xiao Jiuer was able to know the real battle reports, so no one would fool her with false information, which would make her confused at a very young age...

In addition to teaching her etiquette, the nanny in the mansion also had to teach her how to deal with it if she encountered such a situation.

This was the homework Lin Huaiyu assigned before leaving Qingyang City.

As a result, Xiao Jiuer had no new stories to listen to.

No one dared to give her any idle books to read, as she couldn't recognize so many words.

As for the rest of the people in the mansion, even if they knew some wild history or anecdotes, how many of them would dare to tell it to their young lady?
Aren’t you afraid of being accused of spreading rumors and misleading the public and having your head chopped off?
For young ladies, some stories are poisonous and cannot even be listened to.

"Uh, it's my fault."

Zhou Ping'an couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when he thought about how everyone in Qingyang City was blindfolded and boasted that he was the savior.

I thought to myself, children in ancient times were really pitiful.

How can it compare to modern society?

It is such a happy thing that a little four-legged animal, which is so small that it can't even hold a mobile phone, can already use a mobile phone, watch videos and movies.

Regardless of whether this situation is good or bad, just talking about the choice, that kind of child is obviously much freer.

"What story to tell? White Snake can't tell...

The demons are about to invade and a thousand-year catastrophe is imminent. It is not okay to describe the demons in such a beautiful way.

If I mislead the little girl and let her think that those man-eating monsters are as gentle as White Lady, or as loyal as Green Snake, then if she encounters them in the future, she will be in trouble, right? "

Zhou Ping'an pondered secretly in his mind and was scratching his head.

"I can't even tell you about Dream of the Red Chamber. These spring flowers, autumn moons, and the love and affection between people, who knows what Xiao Jiuer would think if she heard them.

What? Telling the little guy that the white earth is really clean is too inhumane. "

"Or the fairy tales from the Eagle side, such as Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, which won't work either...

A girl hanging out with seven men all day is not in line with current traditions. If Miss San hears about it, she will be given a stern look, which is the least of her punishment.”

After much thought, Zhou Ping'an decided to talk about the story of Fengshen.

"It is said that in ancient times, at Chentang Pass in the Shang Dynasty, a magic pearl was found in the womb of Li Jing, the general of Chentang Pass, and she became pregnant with a baby..."

I have to say, Nezha’s story is very immersive.

After all, it is also a story about children.

Xiao Jiuer listened attentively and asked a few questions from time to time.

When he heard about the killing of the third prince of the Dragon King, he couldn't help but beam with joy, as if he was also killing a dragon.

When Nezha heard the Dragon King's complaint and cut off his flesh to return to his mother and his bones to return to his father, he couldn't help but shed tears.

"Nezha is so pitiful. He doesn't even have a body. In the end, he can only be made of lotus roots. Will he be caught and eaten by monsters? Lotus roots are so fragrant."

Xiao Jiuer felt heartbroken and drooled at the same time.

Zhou Ping'an understood at a glance that she wanted to eat lotus root slices.

"Do you really feel pity for him? Well, yes, I do.

In fact, in some cases, his character and behavior determine the outcome from the very beginning."

The reason why I chose the story of Nezha.

Zhou Ping'an didn't make the choice randomly.

The so-called education through entertainment must always have some truth to it.

Children’s three views must be cultivated from an early age.

“Well, I know, I know, even if I have the ability, I can’t be careless.

There are many powerful masters in this world. Unless you are as strong as Brother Ping An, you have to keep your tail between your legs and not cause trouble. "

Xiao Jiuer raised his hand and answered.

Well, since he even remembered to raise his hand to answer questions, Zhou Ping'an believed that Xiao Jiuer really remembered the moral of the story.

"Nezha is the reincarnation of Lingzhuzi, and he cannot act arbitrarily. We ordinary people still have to be careful."

Zhou Pingan concluded.

"Spiritual Pearl... Oh, I also have a Spiritual Pearl to give to Brother Ping An."

Xiao Jiuer happily took out a stone bead from the package she was carrying and handed it over.

"I felt that the smell was very similar to Brother Ping An's, so I picked it up and brought it home."

"what?"

Zhou Ping'an felt the aura of Yaoguangsha faintly emanating from the stone beads and was overjoyed.

He searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

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(End of this chapter)