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

Chapter 143: Mystery of Human Letters!

On New Year's Eve, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, and watch the new year around the stove.

When people are busy on New Year's Eve, I pick up old poems by myself.
This poem is most suitable for Lu Yong at this time.

After repenting from his mistakes, he just got up early in the morning on New Year's Eve, and sat at the table to read Taoist scriptures hard, only to become famous in one fell swoop for Chunwei.

With the guidance of He Pingan, he not only read all the Confucian classics, but also integrated some Confucian knowledge that He Pingan said, and once again felt that He Pingan's knowledge is profound.

At the same time, he also accepted He Pingan's teaching and studied Taoist scriptures, and his admiration for He Pingan deepened a lot.

Originally thought that Master He was just a master of martial arts, but unexpectedly, he also had a lot of research on Confucian classics, and some theories he put forward were even unheard of.

"One whip."

Lu Yong said to himself, digesting in his heart a good recipe for saving the world that He Pingan taught him yesterday, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the ideas in it were profound and simple, and if it was implemented, it would be a blessing for the people of Daxuan.

"pity."

Lu Yong sighed, Mr. He said before that this recipe for saving the world looks easy, but it is extremely difficult to implement, and he also deeply agrees.

If you don't reach the position of the chief assistant of the current dynasty, it is basically impossible to implement it in Daxuan.

"Still continue to study hard in order to repay Mr. He's kindness of cultivation"

Lu Yong put these unrealistic thoughts behind him, the most urgent task now is to get a title on the gold list and strive to enter the Imperial Academy.

If none of these can be done, according to Mr. He, he will be sent to Chuzhou.

What's so good about Chuzhou?
Lu Yong shook his head, he couldn't figure it out, so he continued to study hard.

Hall of Eternal Life, Caobu, Maoshi.

Yang Qing also showed himself in front of the people of Hanning County, pretending to be X in various poses.

Han Li said hello to He Pingan yesterday, saying that he was going to buy new year's goods and prepare for the festival, so he would not come today.

But He Pingan is like a bright mirror in his heart, as long as he goes to Lichun Courtyard now, he will definitely catch this guy in bed.

So only He Pingan was left alone in the grass department.

Feeling upset and becoming a left-behind youth, He Pingan waved his hand and took out a fireball. With a thought, the fire flickered, and he heard screams coming from inside the fireball.

"Third crazy Taoist, you kill me. Ah."

Among the fireballs was Yin Chuankong.

Since He Pingan trapped him in the fireball, he broke up his cultivation base and turned him into an ordinary dead soul.

Then use a mana to stabilize his soul body, let him suffer from the burning pain of Nanming Lihuo every day.

"I can't, how easy it is to kill you, you killed tens of thousands of people, if I don't torture you hundreds of thousands of times, how can I be worthy of so many dead souls?"

He Pingan smiled and said that this method of burning the soul is still a torture called lighting sky lanterns that he borrowed from.

But lighting the sky lantern is to ignite the human body, while He Pingan is to burn the soul of Yin Chuankong. The pain is a hundred times stronger than the pain on the physical body.

And whenever Yin Chuankong's soul body was about to collapse, He Pingan used another mana to forcibly gather Yin Chuankong's soul body.

"Please please please"

Yin Chuankong's begging for mercy became smaller and smaller, and He Pingan quickly shot out another burst of mana.

But his soul began to crumble again
Enough of the torture, feeling refreshed, He Pingan put away the fireball, grabbed the void with his right hand, and a yellowed ancient book fell into his hand.

It is the human book that was snatched from Yin Chuankong!
A few days ago, the avatar made a special trip to Xuanyang, and quietly handed Yin Chuankong and Ren Shu over to the main body.

After all, it is more appropriate to put a supreme treasure like the human book on the body.

Especially when cultivating at night, the heavy sense of security conveyed faintly by Renshu's extremely powerful defense makes people feel at ease.

After these few days of sacrificial training, He Ping'an has initially mastered the fragments of human books.

The world of human books and fragments can only accommodate incorporeal bodies such as spirits and dead souls, and all real objects cannot enter.

Although the inside of Ren Shu was burned by Nanming Lihuo, it seemed that it had little effect, but all the pavilions and pavilions inside disappeared.

The Yin Qi inside, after He Pingan's sacrifice, soon surpassed when Yin Chuankong possessed it.

The interior is full of Yin Qi, and even a few drops of ghostly water full of lifeless Qi have condensed.

This nether water is of little significance to the human race, but to ghost cultivators, it is more effective than any panacea.

And the space of the human book is an excellent holy place for ghost cultivators.

It can be said that one day of practice in the book can reach the outside world for ten days.

It was He Ping'an's soul, but after staying in the human book world for just an hour, he felt that his soul was much stronger, and even his consciousness was also strengthened a lot.

He Pingan was secretly happy, this time he picked up a rare treasure!
It was worthwhile to take a trip to Hanning County.

Under normal circumstances, if a cultivator does not have special exercises or magic weapons for cultivating his soul and consciousness, his soul and consciousness will follow his cultivation.

And this kind of exercises and magic weapons that can improve the soul and consciousness, once they appear in the world, can often attract countless monks to compete.

Even the alchemy technique obtained by He Ping'an can only slightly enhance the effect of the divine consciousness and the divine consciousness, but it has no effect on the divine soul.

Therefore, for most monks of the same level, their soul and consciousness are basically on the same level.

But owning the human book is different. He can feel that the speed of his soul in the human book world for an hour to practice the alchemy is faster than that of ten hours outside.

There is no change in a short period of time, but the longer the time, the greater the benefit of Ren Shu to He Ping'an's soul will be.

This is just one function of human books.

While searching for Yin Chuankong, He Pingan learned that human books can control the birth, aging, sickness and death of creatures in the world.

The reason why the hundreds of thousands of dead souls in Namian County were able to be commanded by Yin Chuankong before was that they borrowed the function of human books to manipulate the dead souls.

And if the human book is complete, as long as the name and date of birth of the living being are written on it, even a real immortal will not escape death.

"It's a pity that it's not the whole book..."

He Pingan sighed, if he holds the complete copy of the personal book, and see who is unhappy, he can directly use the personal book to kill him in seconds.

From the looks of it, when Xuan Gong reaches the seventh rank, he will go to Netherworld, and meet that ghost and god who will live forever.

It's purely to help Nether set things right, and has nothing to do with the fragments of human books.
Putting away the personal letter, He Pingan sank his consciousness into the drug testing department again.

In the drug testing department at this time, six clones were testing drugs without interruption.

His Taoism at this time has reached more than 400 years. According to this speed, he may enter the 1-year Taoism in just one or two months.

At that time, with the seventh rank of Xuan Gong, he will be able to enter the backyard of Lichun Courtyard with Han Li, and compare who will last longer
At this moment, he felt a mysterious force coming from thousands of miles away.

There was a movement in his heart, and when he was about to make a move to stop it, his soul sensed that there was no malice in this mysterious force, so he let it fall into his physical body.

As soon as the mysterious power fell on the body, there were bursts of sounds in He Ping'an's ears, as if thousands of people were whispering in his ears, the voices were not loud, but clear and unusual.

What the hell is this?

He Ping'an was full of doubts in his heart, and his spiritual consciousness gushed out to investigate this mysterious force carefully.

It seems to be somewhat similar to the power of merit, but not all.

It has a slight benefit to self-cultivation, can increase the speed of mana operation, and seems to have other magical effects, but He Pingan can't detect it.

He Pingan ran the Xiaoyan God's number, and with a little trick, the picture in front of him gradually changed from blurred to clear, and he also felt a vague feeling.

Zhang San?

Isn't he a bandit in Heifeng Mountain in Chuzhou?
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