Chapter 90 Commander Zhao Zhong

Another half an hour passed, and when it was time for Shen Shi to be on duty, Master Wang finally came down from upstairs with a haggard look on his face.

There were originally [-] paintings in stock, but it took just over an hour to draw another [-] copies. Even with his fifth-rank cultivation, he couldn't bear it.

"Old Wang, don't look sluggish. We discussed it just now. Let's go to Lichun Courtyard later to comfort you."

Yang Qing walked to Wang Zhubo's side, hooked his shoulders and said.

"Are you serious?"

"Go now!"

Seeing that the iron rooster Yang Qing offered to go to Lichun Courtyard, Master Wang, who was still in a slump, seemed to have been given a shot in the arm, and his steps suddenly became much lighter.
"buzz"

Just as they stepped out of the drug department, the summoning token on Mr. Wang's waist rang again, with yellow lights flashing at the same time.

"He Pingan, Department of Drugs, come and see me quickly."

Yang Qing couldn't help frowning, and asked, "Master Commander, what do you need to find Ping An?"

"Who knows?"

Master Wang also looked confused, obviously not clear.

"Ping An, after you go, try to talk as little as possible, and everything will be arranged by the master lord."

Yang Qing instructed.

"I see."

He Pingan replied.

He also froze when he heard this order, and thought over and over again in his heart, could it be that his identity as a dragon riding warrior was exposed?

But after practicing divination in these few days, although he still can't hide his aura, if someone divination himself, he will feel it in his heart.

For example, not long after he fought against the Nanman Gu Immortal, he realized that someone was counting on him, and it was obviously from the Nanman.

If it wasn't for divination, he wouldn't be able to figure out where he was, showing his feet.

"Peace, let's go."

Master Wang greeted him, and then led the way to the attic of the commander.

He Pingan followed him. He had used his divine sense to investigate. Commander Zhao Zhong was only at the pinnacle of the first rank of martial arts.

So don't worry too much.

Here, Yang Qing and Han Li lost interest in going to the Lichun Courtyard when they saw that the two veterans were gone.

Han Li was glad that he had finally escaped, when Yang Qing's voice came faintly, making him stagger and almost fall down.

"Xiao Han, remember this account first, and go tomorrow."

Commander Zhao Zhong's attic is next to Jiuzhuan Wanshou Furnace. It is a small three-story octagonal attic.

The first floor is Zhao Zhong's office, the second floor is for meeting guests, and the third floor is a resting place.

Why is it a bit like the clubhouse in the previous life, with foot washing on the first floor, massage on the second floor, and the third floor, hehe.
Stepping into the attic, Zhao Zhong sat in front of the table and was instructing various official documents submitted by the Changsheng Hall in various places.

"Commander, He Ping'an brought it here."

Master Wang bowed and saluted, and reported.

"Okay, you go down first, I have something to talk to him alone."

Zhao Zhong raised his head from the numerous official documents, glanced at He Pingan, and gave instructions to Master Wang.

"Yes!"

Master Wang bowed and retreated, and gave He Pingan a look before leaving, asking him to ask for blessings.

Zhao Zhong is the emperor's uncle of Emperor Jiaming, who was granted the title of King of Tang. He is a middle-aged man with a tall figure and elegant appearance. His temples are slightly white, and a long beard hangs down, showing the charm of a mature middle-aged man.

If you put it in the previous life, walking on the street, you will definitely attract the attention of countless young girls.

"You are He Pingan. When I first came out of the drug testing department, the king wanted to see you, but I couldn't get away from my busy schedule."

"See you today, it's really good."

Zhao Zhong's voice is low, a typical baritone.

"Subordinate He Ping'an, I have seen Commander-in-Chief."

He Ping'an's waist softened slightly to show respect.

"Do you know why this king called you here today?"

Zhao Zhong's voice was deep and full of magnetism, if a young girl in bloom heard it, she would be paralyzed on the spot and let you pick it.

Of course, He Pingan is not a woman, let alone a nymphomaniac, so he didn't go limp, but his waist stiffened slightly, he straightened his body, and looked at Zhao Zhong with burning eyes.

I can't stop complaining in my heart, if I know, why do you still ask?
Before he could answer, Zhao Zhong seemed to know that this question was a bit embarrassing, and said with a smile: "This king came to you today because I have a pill, and I need you to try it."

He Pingan was about to speak, but Zhao Zhong interrupted him by waving his hand.

"This king knows that you are no longer a drug tester."

"But this pill has a lot to do with it. It's really not easy to find an experienced drug tester who is proficient in pharmacology."

"You have tried medicine for ten years, and you were able to come out alive. Apart from the help of Master Changchun, I have also heard of your knowledge of pharmacology. It is extremely extraordinary."

"Of course, this matter is entirely up to you voluntarily. If you are not willing, this king will not force you."

Zhao Zhong's voice is soft and his face is kind, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

He Pingan suddenly felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar, as if the leader of the previous life called him into the office and said the same thing.

Looking at it now, throughout the ages, all leaders are like this.

Once I find you, are you embarrassed to refuse?

Do you still want to get promoted and raise your salary?
He Ping'an had the confidence to refuse, but trying pills was something that one could only wish for, so how could he refuse.

"My subordinates are willing."

He Pingan's attitude is sincere and his voice is firm.

"it is good."

"As expected of a person whom this king values."

Seeing that He Pingan agreed so happily, Zhao Zhongdun felt relieved, stood up, and looked at He Pingan carefully.

Then he took He Pingan to a quiet room next to him, which was empty except for a futon.

"This is the place where I usually meditate, and you will take the pill here."

Zhao Zhong handed over the four treasures of the study to He Pingan: "This is paper and pen. You understand the process, so I won't say more."

After He Pingan put away the four treasures of the study, Zhao Zhong took out a crystal clear jade bottle with a yellow talisman on it from his bosom: "This is the elixir to be taken this time."

"You must write clearly about Fu Tang's feelings."

"If something goes wrong, call me in time."

After giving all orders, Zhao Zhong left the quiet room.

Even if he was outside the house, he could still detect the movement in the quiet room, so he was not worried that He Pingan would ruin the elixir and fool himself.

Holding the jade bottle in his hand, He Ping'an's thoughts turned sharply. What kind of elixir was contained in this jade bottle, which Zhao Zhong paid so much attention to.

After thinking about it, He Pingan tore off the yellow talisman, opened the jade bottle, and a strong spiritual power immediately spread out from the jade bottle.

In the blink of an eye, the entire quiet room was filled with aura and fragrance.

"This is... Pure Yang Elixir!"

He Pingan felt the amazing aura coming from the elixir, and quickly looked into the jade bottle.

I saw a yellow elixir lying inside, exuding a faint halo, and the body of the elixir was covered with three-color spirit patterns.

"This method of alchemy has been perfected. It seems that Daxuan still has alchemy masters."

He Pingan poured the elixir of pure yang from the jade bottle, looked carefully, and saw that the elixir had not been ready for a long time, as if it was today.

Originally, they had been experimenting with medicines for many years, and thought that the Alchemy Division of the Palace of Longevity were full of people who stole the world and deceived the world, but now it seems that there are also alchemy masters.

It should be for the innovation of elixir, so it has to be done.

Among the Disha 72 techniques I obtained, there is also a refining method for pure Yang elixir in Nongwan, but the requirements for spiritual materials are too high. He Pingan has not collected a few spiritual materials until now.

So this skill of alchemy has been buried.

He released his spiritual consciousness to check the pure Yang elixir carefully, and used the pill making technique to decompose the refining techniques in it. Whether it is for his own pharmacological knowledge or the alchemy techniques, it has the effect of confirming and improving.

"This pill, there shouldn't be any side effects."

After researching it, He Pingan believed that such a superb alchemy method, the spiritual materials are all yang things, there should be no side effects left, and it may even be impossible to activate the Yi Dan Pavilion in his body.

After swallowing the elixir, the picture in front of my eyes gradually blurred, and my soul flew to the sky again.

There is actually a problem with this pure yang elixir.
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