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

Chapter 200 Dream Marriage

The other body of the soul was thrown into the world below by He Pingan, and then the gray light rolled, tearing the soul into pieces, and the power of the soul was immediately swallowed by the world of human books, and then converted into Yin Qi, slowly increasing the power in the world of human books Yin concentration.

He Ping made a rough estimate, and should be able to increase the concentration of Yin Qi by another [-]% on the current basis.

Tao Zhenren kept his eyes closed to refine the half of the limbs just now, and had no time to compete for the limbs of the soul.

"Soul search!"

Following He Ping'an's icy voice, powerful spiritual consciousness poured into Wu Xian Zhuqing's soul like hundreds of millions of elite soldiers at the same time, and Wu Xian Zhuqing's face froze and fell into a sluggish state.

Like golden tadpoles, the golden consciousness wandered among Wuxian Zhuqing's soul, searching for useful information.

Seeing that she was powerless to resist He Pingan's soul search, Wu Xianzhuqing suddenly heard strange syllables from the soul, and then the soul began to collapse automatically from the inside and shrank.

"Self-extinct reincarnation, the true spirit will be destroyed forever?"

He Ping'an's heart moved, as if he had thought of something, he couldn't help showing a trace of anxiety, and immediately increased the intensity of his soul-searching.

"Blood Demon Lord?"

He Pingan, in the spirit of Wuxian Zhuqing, just saw the dead soul from the Valley of Heroic Souls fall into the hands of a blood-red monk, and the picture in his eyes stopped abruptly.

It wasn't that he didn't want to search for the soul, but that the soul of Wu Xianzhuqing had already died on his own, and his soul flew away.

"This guy, you are really cruel to yourself."

He Pingan grinned, but he couldn't let the soul of Wuxian Zhuqing be wasted like this, the gray light scrolled, and absorbed all the dissipated power of the soul into the human book, and after the conversion, the shadow of the human book world Qi can probably be doubled on the current basis.

Glancing downwards, he found that many ghost cultivators had sensed the change in Yin Qi, and they were quietly absorbing Yin Qi to improve their cultivation.

He Ping'an's soul flashed, and he returned to the clone.

A black light flashed in his hand, and a black wooden staff appeared in his hand.

The material of this wooden staff is unusual, but he doesn't know what kind of material it is made of. He searched for the soul of Wuxian Zhuqing, but he didn't find the answer.

After Wuxian Zhuqing obtained it by accident, she only used it as a magic staff, but found that the wooden staff was extremely tough. Back then, she relied on this black wooden staff to block Taizu's punch and survived.

However, the wooden stick he got back then was not of such a color.

A golden light surged in He Pingan's hand, and he gently stroked the black stick body from top to bottom. With the palm of his hand, the black stick body suddenly changed color.

On the body of the stick, there is a color that is neither black, nor white, nor gray.

He Pingan had never seen this color before, but he felt a kind of great truth emerging from the stick body, and at the same time, familiar tadpole-shaped runes spread down from the stick body.

It is densely packed, showing the mysteries of heaven and earth.

This is the color of chaos, an innate rune.

After a period of groping, He Pingan figured out that this tadpole-shaped rune is an innate rune.

He Ping'an showed a hint of shock on his face, what is the origin of this wooden stick, and it is so miraculous.

He injected the true energy in his body into the wooden staff, and the slender body of the wooden staff suddenly glowed with Taoism, which was extremely mysterious.

It's no wonder that I was easily broken through by Wuxian Zhuqing's dreaming technique that day, but it turned out that it was the bonus effect of this wooden staff.

"This is a good baby!"

He Ping'an was secretly happy, and then the magic power surged, the fetus changed shape, lightly tapped the wooden stick, and immediately the wooden stick turned into an ordinary black wooden stick, which was collected by him in his dantian and stored up.

He is well aware of the truth that wealth should not be revealed, and besides, there seem to be powerful existences such as the Demon Emperor Daozu in the world in front of him, so it is better to keep a low profile in order to live for a long time.

After doing all this, countless auras flickered in his hands, and all the poisonous plants and pills he had snatched from the previous transaction with Bei Mang emerged.

"Swallow these, you should be able to live for thousands of years!"

In the cave, He Pingan threw the poisonous herbs and pills into his mouth one by one expectantly, and the picture in front of him continued to emerge.

"Ugh!"

After a long time, he sighed slightly and stood up.

After all, it was still a bit short, swallowing all these poisonous plants and poisonous pills, his cultivation base is only 900 years, only 100 years away, and he can reach ten thousand years of Taoism.

However, he got a very interesting reward, 72 magic tricks: marrying dreams!

As the name suggests, the art of marrying dreams includes the art of entering and entrusting dreams, which is to be able to weave dreams, freely enter and exit other people's dreams, and manipulate the other's dreams.

It can make the other party haunted by nightmares and destroy the other party's spirit.

Of course, the technique of dream marriage is still linked to one's own cultivation base. If the other party's cultivation base is higher than or equal to one's own, then entering the other party's dream is an extremely dangerous behavior.

Once the dream is broken by the other party, not only will the other party be able to get out of trouble, but the person who cast the spell will also suffer a lot of backlash.

Wuxian Candlegreen is an obvious example.

Relying on the exquisiteness of the staff in his hand, he thought he could successfully destroy He Pingan in his dream.

But I didn't expect that He Ping'an's Panlong Jade Pendant could faintly restrain the dream technique, resulting in a failure!
Throwing the avatar in the temporary cave and continuing to study the art of marrying dreams, He Ping'an consciously returned to the main body.

After completing the task of three times, five times and two divisions of the remaining pills in his hand, He Pingan greeted his colleagues and prepared to "check in" to be on duty.

After solving the matter of Beimang, He Ping'an walked a lot more briskly, facing the spring breeze blowing on his face, he couldn't help humming a brisk song.

"I've blown the wind you've blown, does that count as a hug?"

As soon as he turned the corner of the street, a woman wearing a silver helmet and white armor, a bright red cloak and a long sword on her waist walked towards her.

This woman has exquisite facial features, a straight figure, well-proportioned bumps, and a heroic posture, just like an awe-inspiring goddess of war.

A thought just flashed through He Ping'an's mind. This woman seemed familiar.

Then a crisp and cold voice came to my ears: "Shameless, disciple!"

"hiss"

When He Pingan heard this voice, he immediately realized, isn't this the fake boy who has been following Wang Yifang all this time?
Not to mention, wearing this suit fits her temperament perfectly.

But before he stepped forward to have a chat, the boy had already strode away from here.

He Pingan didn't care either. The other party didn't want to recognize each other, so he wouldn't ask.

After all, girls would definitely feel a little shy when they see a handsome guy like themselves.

Three steps in two, He Pingan has returned to the gate of Xiancaotang, just about to tease Hong Xifei, when his spiritual sense detected the situation inside the gate, he showed doubts, and quickly stepped into the hall.

Hong Xifei, who usually sat at the front desk of the Immortal Herb Hall, unexpectedly disappeared at this time.

The consciousness swept out, covering more than half of Xuanyang City, but there was no sign of Hong Xifei.

"Boss, you are back."

Seeing He Ping'an coming back, Shi Zhen hurriedly stepped forward to greet him enthusiastically.

"Well, where did Xi Fei go?"

He Pingan nodded, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and asked.

"Two hours ago, a person came to invite Sister Hong to see her doctor, and she hurriedly followed."

Shi Zhen replied.

"A doctor's visit?"

A trace of doubt appeared on He Pingan's face. You must know that Hong Xifei seldom visited the doctor.

Because he had told her before opening the Immortal Cottage that he was generally not allowed to accept outpatient visits to avoid accidents.

Seeing that He Pingan had doubts on his face, Shi Zhen said: "Sister Hong didn't want to go at first, but the man said something to Sister Hong, as if he said there were some rare poisonous weeds, so Sister Hong followed out."

He Pingan nodded. Hong Xifei was also very concerned about her cultivation. He had told her in a veiled way that her practice method was somewhat special, and she needed to swallow the poisonous erysipelas in order to improve her cultivation.

He Pingan asked several other drug boys, and the answers were similar.

But he was still a little uneasy in his heart, and Xiao Yan's magic number was activated, and he began to deduce Hong Xifei's position.

Unexpectedly, after this deduction, a problem was discovered, the secret was chaotic, and there was no trace of deduction.

Then use the technique of half-demon recognition of the master to sense carefully, the feeling of blood connection in the past seems to suddenly disappear at this moment.

At the end where the blood is connected, it is empty and unfeeling.

He Pingan was startled. There was only one explanation for the situation in front of him.

Hong Xifei, something happened!
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