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

Chapter 21

Hong Xifei covered her bloody mouth and looked at He Pingan resentfully.

"Uh"

He Pingan covered his face with his hands, unexpectedly forgetting about this.

The third turn of the Bajiu Xuangong, the physical body has almost reached the indestructible body of a vajra, and ordinary swords and magic weapons can't break through the defense at all.

The cultivation base can't reach the first rank, and the skin doesn't even have a red mark when it hits the body.

Although Hong Xifei's fangs were sharp, but her cultivation was only at the peak of the eighth rank, the result could be imagined.

He Pingan quickly used a wood-type spiritual power to help Hong Xifei recover from her injuries.

Hong Xifei's wound was healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but two fangs broke from it and could not grow back in a short time.

It made her pretty face look a little swollen.

Seeing He Pingan frantically treating herself, Hong Xifei felt a little warm in her heart.

"I'm so sorry."

He Pingan felt a little sorry when he saw the two broken teeth on the ground.

Seeing his apologetic face, Hong Xifei burst into a "puchi" laugh.

The monster race is not willing to become a human spirit beast unless it is a last resort.

Once you become a spiritual pet, you will lose your freedom, and you will not be able to decide your life or death.

Many monks used spirit beasts as mounts, and would whip and kick them if they didn't like it.

Especially snake demons and fox demons, once captured by human monks, most of them were refined into furnaces.

Life is better than death, until the last drop of blood is sucked dry, and the soul flies away.

There is no chance of reincarnation.

He Ping'an's nervousness for himself at least shows that he is someone who can be entrusted to.

"Young Master, if you are really sorry, please reward me with some treasures."

Hong Xifei joked that she didn't really expect He Pingan to reward her with anything.

The life and death of spirit beasts depend on one's thought, so how dare they really demand rewards.

Unexpectedly, He Pingan touched his nose, thought for a moment, and with a thought, a powerful spiritual consciousness had been inserted into Hong Xifei's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Dragon Transformation Tactic"

Hong Xifei muttered to herself, the mysterious information from the sea of ​​consciousness almost drowned her consciousness.

The Dragon Transformation Jue is the reward for He Pingan to take the next pill made by the flesh and blood of the dragon.

Being able to condense the blood of the dragon clan, and constantly trace back to the source, the phenomenon of blood returning to ancient times occurs.

If you cultivate to a high level, you can condense the dragon scales and keel, strengthen your body, and finally condense the keel to become a generation of demon immortals.

From the Ninth Grade Monster Race to the Super Grade Monster Immortal, there are all kinds of cultivation methods.

This exercise is useless to He Pingan, and has been thrown into the sea of ​​consciousness to accumulate dust.

Until today, he felt that Hong Xifei had studied enough, so he took it out and gave it to her.

The snake demon is originally a descendant of the dragon clan, and all of them have a trace of dragon blood in their bodies. Although Hong Xifei is a half-demon, she also has dragon blood in her body, which is suitable for practicing the dragon art.

"This Dragon Transformation Art is an authentic Dragon Clan's cultivation method. As long as you practice diligently every day, you will surely gain something."

He Pingan was afraid that she would not know the importance of the Dragon Transformation Art, so he introduced it to her.

But seeing that Hong Xifei was already kneeling on the ground, bowing and saluting, her bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

"Thank you for the reward, son."

"Great kindness, great virtue, nothing to repay."

As a half-demon, Hong Xifei already knew that this exercise is the best cultivation method for snake demons after she realized it for a while.

Especially at the end of her practice, she could become a generation of demon immortals, which Hong Xifei never dared to imagine before.

She has been in the Five Immortals Sect for ten years, except for learning the art of drawing poison and completing various tasks for the Five Immortals Sect, she has gained nothing.

She also got the title of "Poison Lady", which made people avoid it for thousands of miles.

It saves the entanglement of many lechers.

I thought that in this life, I would only cultivate to the seventh rank of poisonous way at most, and that would be the end of it.

Who would have thought that after He Pingan accepted himself as a spirit beast, he treated him with courtesy and gifted him such a valuable exercise.

The current kneeling is to thank He Pingan sincerely.

Since then, there has been no difference.

"Get up."

He Pingan waved his hand and accepted it calmly.

"The slave family will leave first."

Hong Xifei secretly wiped away the crystals from the corners of her eyes, and bid her farewell.

I was afraid that He Pingan would see the abnormality on his face.

He Pingan nodded, did not expose, and left with her.

After Hong Xifei left, looking at her graceful back, she felt lost.

Nothing to report, what is the next sentence?

Three days later, He Pingan took the elixir, and in a trance, the picture in front of him changed.

Liangzhou, Hanning County, Mian County.

"Learning and practicing it from time to time, isn't it easy to say? Is it a pleasure to have friends come from afar? People don't know but don't feel stunned."

The sound of the children reading loudly echoed in the private school. A young scholar with a handsome face shuttled among the dozen or so children, pointing and pointing from time to time.

The scholar's name was Zhang Zhaojun, a native of Mian County. He came from a poor family. He studied poetry and books since he was a child. He passed the provincial examination at the age of 13 and was a scholar.

Neighbors in the neighborhood praised him as talented and intelligent, and he was the number one scholar.

Unexpectedly, in the next ten years, he failed in the test repeatedly, and at the age of 23, he still failed the rural test.

Another world version of Shang Zhongyong
Already in his 20s, Zhang Zhaojun couldn't bear the thought of his old mother working as a cow and horse for a wealthy family in order to obtain fame for himself, so he asked the teachers in the academy to find him a job as a private school teacher to subsidize the family.

This private school was originally run by the magistrate of Luo County in Mian County. Because the previous teacher resigned for some reason and happened to have an old relationship with Zhang Zhaojun's teacher, he agreed to try it.

Although Zhang Zhaojun failed the provincial examination, he had studied poetry and books for many years, and his strength was there, and he was soon recognized by Luo County Magistrate.

Luo Lan, the daughter of Luo County Magistrate, loves reading. One day, she passed by a private school and heard Zhang Zhaojun's lecture. Unknowingly, she was fascinated by it.

Later, it was a vulgar scene where the rich lady fell in love with the poor scholar.

He Pingan complained secretly, and didn't know what he did wrong. He ate a lot of dog food early in the morning...

Two years later, the County Magistrate Luo was very displeased when he heard about this, and he resolutely disagreed with the marriage between the two. He kicked Zhang Zhaojun out of the private school and locked Luo Lanxin in the backyard.

However, the two were already deeply in love, and Luo Lan begged bitterly, and the county magistrate Luo let go: "If Zhang Zhaojun can pass the Jinshi examination, I will marry Lan Xin to him."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhaojun comforted Roland and waited for him at home.

I study hard day and night at home, only hoping that one day I will be a high school scholar.

Seeing this, He Pingan thought it would be an inspirational story about not bullying the young and poor.

Unexpectedly, before the next year's provincial examination, Zhang Zhaojun suffered from tuberculosis because of studying hard day and night.

Unlike the ancient times of Blue Star, in the Daxuan Dynasty, tuberculosis was not incurable, but if it wanted to be cured, at least a monk of the fourth rank of medical practice, or a monk of the third rank would be needed.

Zhang Zhaojun has no power or power, and his family is completely destitute, so where does he have the money to hire monks to help him.

Day after day, he gradually became terminally ill.

After Luo Lanxin heard about it, he threatened death, so he asked Luo County Magistrate to mobilize his great contacts, and found a fourth-rank physician from Immortal Medicine Valley.

It's a pity that Zhang Zhaojun died of a serious illness when the fourth-rank doctor arrived in Mian County.

Although the fourth-rank doctor is superb in medicine, he has no way to bring the dead back to life, so he can only ask Roland to change his mind.

Roland was so heartbroken that he couldn't live without crying, but he didn't call back his lover's life.

Locked himself in the backyard of the county government office, holding Zhang Zhaojun's relics and crying all day long.

The county magistrate thought that Luo Lan had been sad for half a year, and then it passed.

Who knew that the lock on Roland's heart lasted for two years.
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