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

Chapter 421 Share Wealth?
Daxuan and the southern border.

Jiangzhou.

Above ten thousand zhang high in the sky, a mysterious portal suddenly opened, and half of Emperor Jiaming's spirit fell out of it, floating downward.

Before falling to the ground, dots of green light overflowed from the soul, and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Seeing that the soul has become extremely transparent and is about to disappear completely, a bloody light flashed across the sky in the distance, turning into a cloud of blood mist, wrapping the remnant soul in it.

As the blood mist continued to churn, the remnant soul was directly swallowed by the blood mist.

After a long time, the blood light faded away, and two figures of a man and a woman appeared in the blood mist.

"I didn't expect that the remnant soul that I accidentally encountered was Zhao Sheng, Emperor Daxuan Jiaming."

A man in a blood-colored robe with an evil face said in surprise.

"Emperor Jia Ming, hasn't he already fallen?"

Behind the evil man, a beautiful woman in a black robe also asked in surprise.

The wide, pure black robe, not only could not cover up her perfect figure, but was bulging and swelled by her. Coupled with her virgin-like tender skin and charming beauty, any man would be amazed if he saw her. Willing to give everything for her.

If He Ping'an was present, he would naturally recognize that these two were the Blood Demon Daoist and Jiang Yuyan.

"Hehe, speaking of it, this Zhao Sheng is also considered to be extremely talented, and the second-element mystic technique of Taizu Daxuan was actually refined by him."

The Blood Demon Daoist briefly recounted the memories he had obtained from Zhao Sheng's remnant soul, and then slowly said: "I didn't expect that He Ping'an's strength would improve so fast. If he hadn't learned from Zhao Sheng's remnant soul, After seeing its strength change, we will rush forward, fearing that we will never return.”

In the words, the blood demon Taoist was already extremely jealous of He Pingan.

"Father, what shall we do? Is the plan still going on?"

After Jiang Yuyan heard this, she was also tongue-tied. She really didn't expect that the little kid she had always looked down on back then had grown to the point where even the blood demon Taoist would be afraid.

"The plan must be carried out. If he is not restrained, we are afraid that we will never have another chance."

The blood demon Taoist glanced at the southern border not far away, was silent for a long time, and then said: "The plan needs to be adjusted, let's go!"

"Senior Martial Saint, how is Jing Le?"

On the banks of the Jiulong River, Zhao Yun saw that He Pingan was slowly sending Princess Jingle's soul back to her body, but Princess Jingle's eyes were still closed and she couldn't wake up, so she hurriedly asked.

"Her soul has been imprisoned by Zhao Sheng for many years, and she is already weak. If she rushes to take medicine, she is afraid that she will be too weak to make up for it. Only by slowly recuperating can she wake up."

He Pingan withdrew his consciousness from Princess Jingle's sea of ​​consciousness, and said with a distressed face.

"Then how long will it take?"

Zhao Yun asked anxiously.

"It's hard to say how long it takes, it can take a hundred years, and it can take three to five years. The injury of the soul mainly depends on her to heal herself."

He Pingan said slowly.

"century."

When Zhao Yun heard this, his eyes stared straight away. After such a long time, could he only rely on his left and right hands to solve the problem?

He quickly asked, "Senior, is there any faster way?"

"A faster way?"

He Pingan pondered for a moment, then said slowly: "Actually, it's not that there are none."

"Senior, tell me quickly, no matter what the price is, this junior is willing to pay."

When Zhao Yun heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly urged.

"The price is not necessary. There is a magic weapon in this seat. You have seen it. It is called the book of human beings. It can not only collect the soul, but also has the magical effect of regulating the soul."

"only."

He Pingan said with a distressed face.

"Just what?"

Zhao Yun hurriedly asked.

"It's just that this conditioning, if it doesn't take a year or a half, it may not be effective."

"But now that the war is starting, the conflict between the monster race and the human race has intensified. Pindao must stay in the southern border all the time, but from what you said before, it seems that he wants to leave this place."

He Pingan said slowly.

He had seen before that Zhao Yun wanted to return to hermitage, but how could he be allowed to do so.

Now that the war between the monsters and the monsters is starting, I may need a lot of help in the future. How can I let go of such a powerful thug.

But the twisted melon is not sweet, He Pingan will not force Zhao Yun to stay in southern Xinjiang.

Zhao Yun is not a fool either. Upon hearing this, he knew what He Pingan meant, and immediately promised, "This junior is willing to obey the senior's command for a hundred years. After a hundred years, I will ask the senior to let the junior and Jingle leave."

"century?"

He Pingan thought for a moment in his heart. In another 20 years, the demon emperor will be born. After a hundred years, no matter what the war is, the dust has settled, and he nodded and said: "Okay, after a hundred years, Pindao will let you go." go."

In fact, there is still one sentence he has not said, the general trend of the world, once the decisive battle starts, the world is so big that there will be no place for Zhao Yun.

It is the right way to plan ahead now.

However, these perceptions are useless as outsiders say, and you still need to comprehend them yourself.

Seeing that He Pingan agreed, Zhao Yun was overjoyed and eager to express himself, he asked, "Senior, where are we going now?"

He Pingan was silent for a moment, then pointed to Wuxianling from a distance, and said indifferently: "We can share adversity, but we may not share wealth and wealth. Let's go and see!"

Wuxian Ridge.

With the fall of the high-level monster clan, the large army of the monster clan has also been killed by the army led by Emperor Longqing and the elite led by Zhang San.

At this time, on the huge battlefield, apart from a few sporadic monster troops, they could no longer pose any threat to the human army.

The two teams of the human race have already begun to clean up the battlefield, collecting the corpses of their comrades-in-arms, and harvesting valuable materials from the monster race.

However, soon, some discord appeared on the battlefield.

"You bastard, put down that demon pill!"

Just when a third-rank martial artist of the Black Tiger Army with his armor torn apart had just cut off a first-rank snake demon's demon core, there was a sudden yelling sound from behind.

The third-rank warrior of the Black Tiger Army turned his head to look, but saw a proud general of the Zhen Guo Army jumping down from mid-air, looking at the demon pill in the hands of this Black Tiger soldier with a greedy expression on his face.

"This is what I discovered first!"

The Wu Fu of the Black Tiger Army argued hard.

"Bah, what are you, you dare to covet a first-grade demon pill!"

The general of the Zhen Guojun spit out a mouthful of old phlegm, and then jumped down from mid-air with a bang, and landed in front of the soldiers of the Black Tiger Army, stirring up countless dust.

The eyes are full of arrogance.

They call themselves Daxuan's orthodox army, and have always looked down on the Black Tiger Army organized by bandits, especially the Black Tiger Army that has incorporated countless slaves from southern Xinjiang, and they are even more spurned by them.

As for this grade of demon pill, he saw that he was beheaded by the great power of the human race early on, but he was just entangled by a second-grade demon race. The third-rank warrior of the Black Tiger Army attacked first.

For this first-grade demon pill, he is determined to get it.

As long as he has this demon pill, he can exchange it in the Hall of Eternal Life, even if he is a first-rank martial artist, he will have great hope.

The third-rank Wufu of the Black Tiger Army showed panic. The generals of the Zhenguo Army had bright armor. If you grab it hard, you don't have the ability to resist at all.

But he couldn't give up on this first-grade demon pill.

If he returned to the Black Tiger Army and handed over this Yao Pill to Luo Xianzun, he would be able to exchange for a lot of pills, even if he broke through two ranks, it would not be impossible.

'Can't be snatched from him.'

Thinking of this, the third-rank martial artist of the Black Tiger Army turned around, thinking about leaping high in the distance.

run away
"How dare you run?"

The general of the Zhen Guojun was furious immediately. In his heart, he thought that a motley army like the Black Tiger Army would definitely offer it with both hands, just to get a compliment from him, but who would have thought that the other party would actually take the demon pill that he regarded as a taboo? Then run, how can this be tolerated?
"Chong!"

With the sound of a sharp blade coming out of its sheath, the third-rank martial artist of the Black Tiger Army suddenly felt a chill on his back, and his hair stood on end. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he saw a flash of cold light, and a snow-white sword light that traversed hundreds of feet lit up from the original place, with an inconceivable The speed came to him.

"not good!"

The third-rank Wufu of the Black Tiger Army suddenly showed despair. The strength of the two sides was far apart. Under the light of the sword, his hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't lift his true energy at all. He was completely taken by the opponent's power.

　Thanks, greedy monkey for the reward, thank you all!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)