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

Chapter 129 (Subscription)

Longevity Palace.

Emperor Jiaming's face was ashen, and seeing the news from Zhongzhou, his hand flickered, and the communication token was torn into pieces, and then his whole body was stirred with real energy, turning all the pieces into fly ash.

When Huang Daban saw this scene, his whole body trembled, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground, he didn't dare to raise his head for a long time.

"Big Companion, do you think King Lu deserves to die?"

Emperor Jiaming asked in a dull voice.

"The slave thinks that if the Holy Majesty wants him to die, he deserves to die. If the Holy Majesty thinks he doesn't deserve to die, he shouldn't die."

Huang Daban knelt down, lowered his head and answered softly.

"Oh, you are still so cautious, this time I want to ask you the truth."

Emperor Jiaming gave a rare long sigh.

"The slave doesn't know His Majesty's will, and he deserves death for his sin. Please atone for his sin!"

Huang Daban lay on the ground, tapped his forehead repeatedly, and knocked the ground with a "bang bang".

"Okay, stop kowtowing."

Emperor Jiaming waved his hand helplessly, and then said: "I will pass on my will, the king of Lu, Zhao Zi, has committed many evils, and it is too difficult to record. He will abolish the imperial status, and the remaining family members will be demoted to common people."

"And let the governor of Zhongzhou personally investigate and deal with the case of King Lu, and everyone involved will be severely punished!"

"Yes, this servant is going to deliver the decree."

Huang Daban received the order and was about to go out.

"Wait!"

Emperor Jiaming called Huang Daban back.

"Big Companion, what do you think if I can make the Dragon Rider Martial Saint the Protector of the Country?"

Emperor Jiaming's face was calm, obviously he had thought it over for a long time, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

"Guardian Martial Saint?"

"Holy Majesty, it is absolutely impossible!"

Although Huang Daban was naughty, he had to express his attitude in front of such a big event.

"Why not?"

Emperor Jiaming asked.

"My lord, since Daxuan established the country, there have only been two guardian martial saints, one is Taizu and the other is Emperor Xuanming. Since then, there has been no guardian martial saint."

"The few true immortals from foreign races who appeared have never been named as true immortals protecting the country."

"The origin of this Martial Saint is unknown. If it is detrimental to Daxuan after being named a Protector of the Country, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"Besides, without the consent of this Martial Saint, we will do it ourselves, will it?"

Huang Daban persuaded repeatedly with a sincere expression.

The second half of the sentence was not finished, it was to save face for Emperor Jia Ming.

It can't be said that if you offend Wusheng Riding Dragon, we can't eat and walk around.

Emperor Jiaming's thoughts changed sharply, and after a while, he slowly said: "I see, you go down first."

After Huang Daban left, in the huge Longevity Palace, only Emperor Jiaming was left in the room rubbing his temples, his face was calm and his mind was turning.

After all, King Lu belonged to the Daxuan royal family, and the Martial Sage Riding a Dragon didn't give any warning in advance, let alone explain afterwards, he cut it off as soon as he said it, just rubbing Emperor Jiaming's face on the floor.

It can be said that even Emperor Jiaming's underpants were almost torn off.

However, Emperor Jiaming dared not speak out. Although his own strength was equivalent to that of a true immortal, but he borrowed Daxuan's national fortune to fight back, and his lifespan would decline under the backlash of the national fortune.

He was unwilling to use all his strength unless it was absolutely necessary.

What's more, if the Dragon Riding Martial Saint can slay the real body of the Buffalo Demon Immortal, his strength is no longer the half-step Martial Saint's strength when he killed the Ghost Immortal's avatar, he has completely reached the realm of a Martial Saint.

Even Emperor Jia Ming was afraid of three points.

Therefore, in the imperial decree, I dare not blame the slightest.

He even wanted to curry favor with He Pingan by making him a national protector and taking this opportunity to meet him.

But the time was indeed not yet ripe, so Emperor Jiaming had no choice but to give up.

Before ordering the dragon guards to search for news about Wu Sheng riding a dragon, let alone three days, after such a long time, they did not find any useful news.

This dragon riding warrior seemed to appear suddenly, and then disappeared suddenly, the dragon saw the head but could not see the end.

"We need to speed up the drug testing!"

"Only when the strength breaks through to the Transcendence Realm, can I really prolong my life and compete with these Transcendence Powerhouses!"

Emperor Jiaming let out a long breath, and sent a message to Tang Wang Zhao Zhong.

In fact, Emperor Jiaming's estimation of He Ping'an's strength was still somewhat different. He Ping'an's strength at this time should be able to reach [-]% of the strength of a real martial artist.

Because the buffalo demon has not fully recovered to its peak, and its strength can only reach about [-]% of its peak.

At Mao on the second day, He Ping'an finished his breakfast and went out to be on duty.

During this period of time, the business of Xiancaotang became more and more prosperous, and He Pingan went to the refugee camp outside the city to recruit two thirteen or fourteen-year-old children to act as drug boys, which barely relieved Hong Xifei's pressure.

Walking on the street, He Pingan found that many monks riding snake-like spirit beasts appeared along the way.

Even in the sky, two monks riding spirit beasts occasionally passed by, and they were all riding dragon spirit beasts.

This was rarely seen before.

Most of the monks either ride clouds and fog, or use all kinds of magic weapons, even ride spirit beasts, and most of them are cranes and dragon horses.

It is rare to see a dragon riding a python.

"Brother, why are there so many people riding snake spirit beasts today?"

He Pingan curiously asked a monk who was passing by on a giant python.

"You don't know that?"

"Have you ever heard of the Martial Sage Riding a Dragon?"

The monk glanced at He Pingan who was walking on two legs with disdain.

"Well, I heard a little."

He Pingan nodded and said, since he killed the buffalo demon in Zhongzhou, Emperor Jiaming summoned the world that day to enumerate the crimes of the King of Lu, and greatly praised the Martial Saint of Riding a Dragon.

In the past few days, there have been more and more rumors about Wusheng riding a dragon.

Once the martial saint riding a dragon appears, something big will happen.

First of all, beheading the clones of ghosts and immortals, scaring away Gu Immortals, beheading King Lu, and exterminating demons, each of them is an earth-shattering event.

However, this Dragon Riding Martial Saint didn't appear just yesterday, when he killed the Ghost Immortal's avatar and frightened Gu Immortal back, he didn't see such a big reaction from Xuanyang Cultivator.

"You don't know that!"

"This Martial Saint riding a dragon was in Yanzhou before, and there was no news about it, so not many people knew about it."

"Later, I just fought with Gu Immortals in the air, and not many people saw it."

"It wasn't until yesterday that we really let everyone see the demeanor of a martial saint riding a dragon."

The snake-riding monk spoke eloquently.

He Pingan nodded, expressing that he knew something. After all, the portrait of Master Wang was too expensive and not widely circulated.

But after the battle between himself and the Yaoxian yesterday, because he was close to Lu County, many photo beads recorded the scene of the battle between the two sides.

But he still couldn't fully clear up his doubts.

It wasn't until the end that the monk told the truth: "There are no real dragons in Daxuan territory, and the big guy doesn't have the strength to go out to capture a real dragon to use as a mount."

So at the beginning, monk Xuanyang was most popular in wearing Taoist robes, but this thing is too common, almost everyone has it, and it can't improve his style at all.

But yesterday, being stimulated by the Dragon Riding Martial Saint again, some people had a thought, Daxuan doesn't have dragons, but there are Jiaolongs.

Jiaolong Jiaolong, Jiaolong is also a dragon!
But the general strength of Jiaolong is at the third rank, and only the monks at the third rank dare to capture it.

What about monks who want to improve their status but are not strong enough?
So, another monk started to use his brain.

As the saying goes, an eel becomes a snake, a snake becomes a python, a python becomes a dragon, and a dragon becomes a dragon
Flood dragons are all dragons, so the python is not too much to be considered a dragon, right?
So overnight, Xuanyang set off a trend of riding dragons and pythons.

After explaining this, the python-riding monk walked away impatiently. Before leaving, he gave He Pingan a proud look.

He didn't even ride a snake, so he was destined not to be able to integrate into the circle of high-level monks
(End of this chapter)