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

Chapter 11
Master Changchun didn't know that He Ping'an was playing Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, and took out a golden jade bottle with a yellow talisman from the storage ring: "This is the elixir I refined this time, called Xichen Pill."

Seeing this, He Pingan was about to take over the jade bottle, but was stopped by Changchun Daoist.

"The inner alchemy of a thousand-year-old monster contains extraordinary spiritual power and evil spirit, so you should be careful when taking it."

"Don't worry, real person, I will definitely pay attention."

He Pingan patted his chest and said.

Seeing this, Changshou Daoist handed the jade bottle to him.

He carefully tore open the yellow talisman, and suddenly a majestic wave of spiritual power came from the bottle, followed by another wave of cold and evil energy, and the hand holding the jade bottle was almost frozen.

"Can the real person avoid it for a moment? Although I'm just a drug tester, I don't want others to see my wailing when I'm dying."

He Pingan took advantage of Changchun Master's temperament, knowing that it might be his request before he died, and Changchun Master would most likely agree, and it just so happened that he would not reveal that he was pregnant with Yidan Pavilion.

Sure enough, Master Changchun showed a look of unbearable expression, and slowly exited the quiet room.

He Pingan saw the real Changchun leave, and quickly poured the elixir in the jade bottle into his mouth.

The cold and evil spirit continued to hit, and as the pill entered the throat and swept across the whole body, He Ping'an was frozen stiff, the blood almost stopped flowing, and he sat on the ground with a "plop".

Then there was a flash in front of my eyes, the soul had already flown for nine days, and arrived in front of Yi Dan Pavilion.

He Pingan knew the origin of the pill, which was refined from the leftovers of a white ape demon pill 500 years ago.

The name of the white ape is Yuan Hong, and he has practiced in the mountains for thousands of years.

Once out of the mountain, it will cause the clouds to move in all directions, and the sky and the earth will change color.

The white ape traveled westward all the way, uncovered the imperial list, became the general guarding the pass, used an iron rod to perform 72 changes, defeated the enemy many times, and gained a great reputation.

Until the last time, he fought countless rounds with the enemy, fell into a trap, and finally died, was cut off from his head, and took out the demon pill.

During the 500 years, the demon pill has been turned around many times, and finally fell into the hands of Changchun Daoist.

"What a powerful flying knife, Yuan Hong is so powerful, his body is almost immortal, and he still cannot escape death. This world is too dangerous."

He Pingan woke up from a trance with shock on his face.

As a result, he was even more reluctant to leave the drug testing department.

Put the Xichen Pill into the scale, weigh eighty-two or ninety-nine coins, and get a reward: eighty-nine Xuan Gong!
The largest yin number is eight, and the largest yang number is nine. The multiplication of eight and nine is the largest number in Taoism. Therefore, there are nine palaces and eight trigrams in heaven and earth, with 72 qi.

This exercise is a rumored supernatural power of the physical body. It is divided into nine rounds. Every time you complete a round, you can make your body possess a wonderful supernatural power.

In addition, if you complete three revolutions of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu, you can achieve an indestructible body like a diamond, and it is difficult to damage the body even if it is burned by fire, struck by lightning, or with swords.

If you can practice to the seventh rank, you can become a saint in the body, if the soul is not destroyed, the body will not die, if the soul escapes, you can be safe, and the body can be resurrected infinitely.

"Back then, the white ape would only reach the seventh rank and defeat the heroes of the world. If he hadn't fallen into a trap, it would be hard to know who would win."

He Pingan immediately understood that he had picked up the treasure.

Before he had time to be pleasantly surprised, his fascinated soul had already returned to his physical body.

He Pingan woke up and realized that Changchun Daoist hadn't entered yet, so he knew that although he had been delayed in Yidan Pavilion for a long time, in fact, it was only a moment from the outside world.

He adjusted his breath for a while, intentionally disturbing his breath and let his body slump, and then he called Master Changchun in.

Zhang San outside the door wanted to squeeze in, but was stopped by Ma Xiaowei and Yaotong.

"Brother He, are you alright?"

Daoist Changchun asked with concern, and was about to transfer a sliver of spiritual power to him.

"Thank you, Daoist, for your concern. After I took the elixir, I thought it would be bad luck, but I felt a warm current in my body. It dissolved most of the evil energy, and then I woke up again."

He Ping'an's teeth were trembling, as if he had been eroded by evil spirits, and Changchun Daoist did not suspect him.

"Really, I already have some understanding of the medicinal properties of Xichen Pill and erysipelas."

"In the Xichen Pill, the spiritual power is strong, but the evil spirit of the demon pill has not been eliminated. If you take it rashly, it may be harmful instead of beneficial."

"If you refine it again, you need to replace some of the auxiliary medicines, such as "Ninghua" sex yin, with "Xuezhi"."

He Pingan changed the subject and talked about the situation of the pill.

Of course, Master Changchun did not forget the purpose of this trip, he hastily listened and asked questions from time to time.

He didn't tell He Pingan what accessories he used.

But after He Pingan took the elixir, he was able to tell it, which made him admire He Pingan's ability to test the medicine even more.

By the time He Ping'an finished his narration, the real Changchun had already written it all down.

As for why he is so familiar with pharmacology, He Ping'an all blamed it on his predecessors. He grew up in a pharmacy since he was a child, and he was proficient in pharmacology after half a year of experimenting with medicine.

After half an hour, the two finally finalized the medicinal properties of Xichen Dan and the method of improvement.
"Really, I have something to ask, I wonder if the real person can tell me?"

He Pingan remembered something and asked.

"Brother He, it doesn't matter if you say it, the poor know everything."

Master Changchun is a good teacher.

"I used to study poetry and books hard, until Ding Dong was imprisoned and came to this drug testing department, and I realized that although poetry and books can make sense, they can't survive in this hellish place."

"On the contrary, after practicing the mang ox strength of Brother Zhang next door, his body has become much stronger, and he has barely survived here until now."

"I became very interested in martial arts and immortal masters, and wanted to learn more about the way of cultivation."

He Pingan was obsessed with poetry and books in his previous life, and he was indifferent to the matter of cultivating immortals, and his memory was blank.

Since he owned Yidan Pavilion, he obtained the formula of longevity and eight or nine mysterious skills, but he lacked a good teacher to guide the way, so he could only explore by himself.

After finally catching Changshou Daoist, a master of Taoism, he naturally wanted to pluck the wool fiercely.

"There is no end to the way of practice. Even if it is me, I am just getting started. I will pick some of the most basic ones and tell you first. If you don't understand, you can ask me."

"Besides, it's not that you can't practice by reading. It's just that before the eighth rank, there is no obvious supernatural power in practicing Confucianism and Taoism. Only after the eighth rank will there be obvious differences from ordinary people."

He Pingan listened to Changshou Daoist's eloquence, and asked questions from time to time. After talking and listening, two hours passed.

"Brother He, do you have any questions?"

"Thank you Master Changchun, I have no problem."

"That's it, I don't want to bother you. I have benefited a lot from going out of the mountain this time. On the day when the dust is washed away, I will thank Brother He again."

Immortal Changchun turned into a breeze and left the Drug Testing Department.

After Ma Xiaowei, who was guarding the door, also left, He Pingan fell into a deep inferiority complex.

I thought about cooking by myself, but I didn't expect such a dish!
According to Changchun Master, all practitioners in this world are collectively called monks, and immortal masters are just the respectful title people give to them.

There are all kinds of cultivation systems. In addition to the way of martial arts at the bottom of the chain of contempt, there are Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, alchemists, wizards, and Gu masters.

Of course, there are also monster races, demon cultivators, evil cultivators, and ghost cultivators that exist in all heavens and myriad realms.

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In addition, there are other sects such as the Mohist School and the Corpse Path.

One thousand and five hundred years ago, when Daxuan established the country, Taizu divided the major cultivation systems into grades one to nine.

Changchun Daoist is a fourth-rank Taoist monk who has reached the Void Refining Realm!

The refining of the Xichen Pill this time is also prepared to wash away the mortal dust, break through the fourth-rank refining void realm, and enter the third-rank fusion stage.

To be precise, only those who have entered the third rank can be called real people.

But in fact, when many people call the fourth-rank monks of the Taoist sect, they call them real people.

Just like in the previous life, when you meet an associate professor on a university campus, you will be called a professor.

Instead of adding the word "deputy" before its title.

As for the way of martial arts that is despised by others, it is nine-rank refinement, eight-rank martial arts, and seventh-rank qi and blood.

Zhang San next door, who was already at the eighth rank of martial arts before, has already run amok among these refugees.

And He Pingan has practiced the Longevity Art for so long, and he clearly has a lot of seven-color spiritual power in his body, which is obviously much stronger than that of Zhang San, but he finds that his realm cannot be set into the level of any of them.

The advantage of the longevity formula is that there is no bottleneck, only the number of years of magic power.

Compared with how to be safe, it is now five years of Taoism.

The disadvantage is that there is no realm distinction, and it cannot be classified into the mana realm of the Daxuan Dynasty, nor can it judge its own strength.

It can't be bad, right?
(End of this chapter)