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

Chapter 170
"squeak"

Before making him wait long, the door was pushed open, and several monks with strange faces appeared in He Ping'an's room.

The leader is a fourth grade Confucianism cultivator.

"Pill Master He, we are cultivators protecting the dragon, please follow us out."

The fourth grade Confucianism cultivator said.

"For what?"

He Pingan stood up in shock, almost knocking over the medicine shelf beside him, and asked quickly.

The fourth-rank Confucian cultivator glanced at He Ping'an's reaction, and nodded slightly without any trace.

The prestige of the guardian of the dragon ranges from officials to peddlers and pawns.

If He Ping'an's performance is too flat, there must be something wrong.

"Something has happened, the two masters of the Alchemy Department have disappeared!"

The fourth-rank Confucian cultivator spoke again, his falcon-like eyes fixed on He Ping'an's face.

"Impossible, how is this possible?"

He Pingan showed shock, and he couldn't help but took a step back, almost falling to the ground.

"My lord, the two real people are both first-rank masters, how could it be?"

He Pingan's eyes showed a look of being unable to figure it out, and asked.

"You are in the Alchemy Department, do you know nothing about the outside world?"

The fourth grade Confucianism cultivator asked.

"To tell you the truth, my lords, I have just refined a batch of pills, and my whole mind is in the pill furnace."

While speaking, He Ping'an slapped the alchemy furnace with one palm, and the furnace cover soared into the sky, and a refreshing fragrance of alchemy came out of the alchemy furnace immediately.

"receive!"

He Pingan made a false grasp with one hand, rolled his true essence, and took out six blue pills from the pill furnace.

"This is?"

The fourth-rank Confucianism cultivator looked at the freshly baked elixir, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

"This is the panacea."

He Pingan put the elixir in his hand into a jade bottle, and replied nonchalantly.

The spirit-fixing pill can not only improve the cultivation of monks below the third rank, but also can calm the mind and soul, reduce the risk of monks going crazy, and it has a miraculous effect when breaking through the third rank.

For ordinary alchemists, it is extremely difficult to refine.

However, He Ping'an had already shown his talent for alchemy before. Although he came here for just one month, he had already refined several kinds of elixir that were no less than Dingling elixir, so it was not surprising.

"I didn't expect Alchemist He to be so proficient in alchemy, it's disrespectful and disrespectful."

The fourth grade Confucianism cultivator bowed solemnly to He Pingan, with a little more respect in his words.

"I don't know what to call this senior?"

He Pingan glanced at the fourth-grade Confucianism cultivator in front of him, and asked.

"Senior dare not be, alchemist He can call me Lu Wei!"

Fourth Grade Confucianism Cultivator answered.

"Master Lu has worked hard all the way, I will go with you here."

He Pingan put away the jade bottle in his hand, then closed the ground fire gate, and prepared to go with them.

Seeing that the Dingling Pill was put away, a hint of disappointment flashed in Lu Wei's eyes, and when he saw He Pingan walking by, he prepared to lead the way.

This panacea, for Lu Wei who was at the fourth rank at this time, was nothing more than a panacea.

Just as the two passed by, a cold and round object slipped into Lu Wei's hands without attracting anyone's attention.

"hiss"

Lu Wei sensed it for a moment, and the corner of his mouth drew a breath of air, and then quickly put away the items.

He raised his hands and chest, pretended to be nothing, and led the way, but he respected He Pingan even more in his gestures.

And He Pingan, who was walking behind him, had an unpredictable smile on his face.

The rivers and lakes are not about fighting and killing, the rivers and lakes are more about people's sophistication.

He had already seen that Lu Wei wanted the Lingling Pill, so just now, He Pingan quietly stuffed two Lingling Pills into his hands.

Anyway, for him, this elixir is of no great use, the spiritual materials are all from the Alchemy Department, and he just refined them.

For Lu Wei, it must be a blood profit, but he will never lose money.

It is not uncommon for He Pingan to take away the alchemy made from the spiritual materials of the Medicine Refining Department, although He Pingan only came to the Medicine Refining Department for a short time.

The Alchemy Division assigns fixed tasks to each alchemist, and the spiritual materials are also fixed.

But among the alchemists, some are good at alchemy, while others are poor.

Therefore, the tasks assigned each time are basically on the middle line.

If you have refined it well and have extra spiritual materials, you can naturally use the extra spiritual materials for your own use.

So this is also the reason why Emperor Jiaming was able to recruit so many alchemists.

And He Pingan can say without pride that as long as he thinks about it, he can refine the elixir without losing any spiritual material.

Half a quarter of an hour later, He Pingan followed Lu Wei to the center of the Hall of Eternal Life, on the small square under the nine-turn Wanshou Furnace.

At this time, nearly a hundred alchemists from the Alchemy Department have been brought over.

On the square, an unpretentious bronze mirror stands in the middle.

Ask the mind mirror!
He Pingan squinted his eyes, which was exactly the same as Jingzhao Mansion's Mirror of Mind, but under his divine consciousness, it seemed that there was a mysterious power hidden in this Mirror of Mind, even he should not underestimate it.

It seems that Emperor Jia Ming attached great importance to the two real people.

Directly moved out the questioning mirror hidden in the palace!
Lu Wei brought He Pingan to the square, handed him over to a sixth-rank dragon guard monk who was maintaining order at the scene, and gave him a few key instructions to take care of him, and then went to other divisions to lead others up.

"You are He Pingan?"

A fifth-rank martial artist in brocade clothes came over and asked.

He Pingan raised his head and glanced at the young warrior with an arrogant face and thin lips in front of him, making sure that he didn't know him before.

Could it be that this person admires his appearance, or has he heard the legend that he has been experimenting with medicine for ten years?
He Pingan straightened his waist, and replied in a high-handed attire: "It's right here!"

"Where are you today, what have you done, tell the truth!"

Seeing him admitting, the young warrior's eyes suddenly became sharp.

He Pingan was stunned, and scanned the crowd around him, and found that everyone was waiting, and only when he was on the questioning mirror would he begin to interrogate.

And it's just a few sentences, and they don't ask such detailed questions.

He Pingan couldn't help confirming again that he really didn't know the martial artist in front of him, and he probably had never met him at all.

Then, there is only one possibility, he is looking for faults!
Thinking of this, he was overjoyed. After coming to Daxuan for so many years, he had never encountered such a reckless man who could give him a chance to pretend to be a face.

"Don't look left and right, I'm asking you!"

The martial artist didn't know what He Ping'an was thinking, seeing that he hadn't answered himself, but looked around instead, he couldn't help saying angrily.

"Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly!"

He Pingan looked at the fifth-rank martial artist in front of him, and said lazily.

Although I don't know why I was targeted by this person, but knowing his purpose, I won't cooperate with him obediently.

"I'm asking you, where are you today, what have you done, tell me the truth!"

The veins on the young warrior's haughty face were bulging, and he spoke word by word.

His voice was much louder, which immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

The rank-six cultivator next to him who was maintaining order hurriedly stepped forward upon seeing this, and persuaded him, "Senior Brother Gongsun, what's the matter? I'll ask later. This is Brother Lu's friend."

"Are you using Brother Lu to oppress me?"

The young martial artist glared at him, and everyone around him was looking at him, if he retreated now, wouldn't it be a sign that he was afraid of that Senior Brother Lu?

The thought of retreating at first was immediately withdrawn.

The sixth-rank cultivator felt a chill all over when he stared at him, and immediately retreated.

This Senior Brother Gongsun is a genius of the younger generation of Dragon Guards. Just in his early twenties, he has already broken through the cultivation base of the fifth rank, and has already reached the peak of the fifth rank in just a few months, and may step into the fourth rank at any time .

(End of this chapter)