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

Chapter 92
He Pingan turned his eyes away, not daring to look at Hong Xifei.

But the consciousness swept out involuntarily, lingering around her.

Hong Xifei also seemed to have sensed He Pingan's spiritual consciousness, but her upper body rushed forward, and the mountains appeared
"If the heart is clear, the sky will not be shocked"

He Pingan recited the Qingxin Jue in a low voice, and took back the consciousness that was almost out of control.

"Cough cough."

He Pingan coughed lightly, and decided to cut through the mess quickly and cut directly to the topic.

He sat by the bed, waved to Hong Xifei, and said in a low voice: "Xifei, come here, I'll show you a treasure."

While speaking, He Pingan waved his hand to open the formation of the small courtyard, covering the small courtyard, so that if someone peeps, he can find it immediately.

It was so late at night, and He Ping'an was so serious, Hong Xifei secretly rejoiced, following the son for nine years, can the son finally bear it today?

Thinking of this, her eyes were filled with affection, her lotus steps moved lightly, and her heart was full of anticipation.

When she walked to He Ping'an's side and just sat down, who would have thought that what appeared in front of her was a white jade bottle as solid as suet.

"Is this the baby you said?"

Hong Xifei looked at the jade bottle in front of her, her voice full of disappointment.

"Well, you close your eyes."

He Pingan didn't seem to hear Hong Xifei's strange tone, and ordered.

Although she was extremely disappointed in her heart, Hong Xifei still followed her words and closed her eyes slowly.

As soon as she closed her eyes, a refreshing fragrance came from the tip of her nose, and after just a little sniff, she felt lighter all over her body, and her soul became much lighter.

"how do you feel?"

Seeing her inhaling a scent, He Ping quickly capped the jade bottle and put it away, asking.

"I feel that some wonderful changes have taken place. The speed of the divine consciousness has accelerated, and the divine soul seems to have flown into the sky..."

Hong Xifei sat beside He Pingan, her pretty face was full of joy.

He Ping'an's powerful spiritual consciousness gushed out, took advantage of the opportunity to enter Hong Xifei's soul, and began to investigate.

"Well, the soul has been strengthened a lot, and the body has become much younger. Even the blackheads on the skin have completely disappeared."

He Ping'an calculated and confirmed in his heart: "According to speculation, even if the increase is not 360 years old, it is not far away." '

'Unexpectedly, this ginseng fruit can be used on others. '

'I don't know if it's because ginseng fruit is a congenital spiritual root, or because of other reasons.'

Of course, it is definitely not suitable for me, a young official in Tsing Yi from the Palace of Eternal Life, to own such a fruit that can prolong life by 360 years.

But if the three crazy Taoists took it, no one would dare to change their minds.

Putting away the jade bottle, He Pingan began to think about what to do next.

In the Daxuan Domain, there are many high-level monks whose lifespan is about to expire. If they can use this ginseng fruit to smell and prolong their lifespan, I am afraid they will not refuse to call him father...

Just when he was immersed in the picture of the high-ranking monk prostrating, Hong Xifei's soft body had already fallen into his arms.

"Son."

Hong Xifei breathed in He Ping'an's ear like blue, and a puff of fragrance penetrated into his nasal cavity, which made He Ping'an's body stiffen suddenly.

"Evening Crimson."

He Pingan said gently: "Do you know why I have been reluctant to touch you?"

Hong Xifei's heart was crawling like a mosquito, an ant, and she asked stupidly, "Why?"

"Because I got a strange disease recently, and fainted whenever I touched the opposite sex."

As soon as the words fell, He Pingan fell on the bed, his eyes turned white, and he didn't know anything about personnel.

"Son."

Hong Xifei was startled, and Rou Ning pushed He Pingan, but there was no response.

Taking a closer look, He Ping'an was foaming at the mouth, and his tongue was sticking out of his mouth.

"Hmph, how can there be such a strange disease in the world."

Hong Xifei pursed her red lips, full of disbelief.

The next day, midnight, Yin time.

He Pingan woke up from a coma, opened his eyes, and found that Hong Xifei's entire body was pressing on him.

He Pingan let out a long sigh. This is a day when he can't eat, and he doesn't know how long he can last.

With a surge of magic power, Hong Xi Fei was carefully moved up, and then her figure turned into a cloud of green smoke and fell into the room.

Sit cross-legged in the room, recite the Qingxin Jue silently twice, and prepare to enter the cultivation state.

Just when he fainted just now, he directly used the Turtle Breathing Technique to put himself into a state of suspended animation.

Only then did he barely escape the catastrophe of the destruction of his cultivation base.

"1 years of Taoism must be put on the agenda!"

He PingAn secretly made up his mind.

At this time, in the Drug Testing Department, there were six avatars testing the drug at the same time, and Emperor Jia Ming sped up the process of testing the drug, so his own morality improved a lot.

It has been more than 300 years.

But after the ghost immortal, Gu Immortal, and Taoyuan Village, he is no longer as calm as before when it comes to improving his cultivation.

Daxuan seems to be stable, but in fact there is an undercurrent. Even with his current practice, he dare not say that he is as stable as Mount Tai.

The avatar Luo Xiang has been exposed. Since Marquis Yongchun can find out, others can also find out, so it can no longer be used.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to turn his avatar into a kind-hearted old man, escape into the East City, and become a doctor who can help the world and hang the pot.

On the one hand, those who live near Dongshi are all imperial court officials with meritorious service, so it is easier to pry into some secrets of the imperial court.

On the other hand, there are a lot of rare things in the East Market. In the future, he will diagnose and treat difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and he will not charge money, only rare elixir and poison, which may be of great help to his cultivation.

At the same time, he decided to reopen the Immortal Herb Hall, collect strange spiritual materials in the West Market, and build an alchemy room for himself to improve his cultivation.

The most important thing is to find something for Hong Xifei to do!
Otherwise, wandering on the steel wire every day, He Pingan is really afraid that one day he will not be able to hold back, and his cultivation will be destroyed in one day.
On the second day, Maoshi.

Hong Xifei wakes up from a beautiful dream, in which she seems to be riding the same horse as the young master, galloping along the mountain road.
Opening her beautiful eyes, she saw He Pingan who was meditating cross-legged in the room, Hong Xifei stretched lazily, got up from the bed, inadvertently, a touch of snow and white was looming in the light veil.

He Ping'an's eyes trembled slightly, as if he had just withdrawn from cultivation at this time.

"My lord, you are awake, and my servant is going to cook for you."

Seeing that He Ping'an opened his eyes, Hong Xifei quickly stood up.

"Xi Fei, don't worry."

He Pingan stopped Hong Xifei who was about to go out, which made her heart tremble slightly.

At this time, the outside is only dimly lit. Could it be that the young master has figured it out?
"Xifei, I have an idea."

He Ping'an was halfway through speaking, and saw Hong Xifei's face was pink, her head was lowered in shame, her small cherry mouth was red without point, and she was charming and charming.

"Young master, what do you think, I will agree to you"

Hong Xifei looked as if she could be picked by you.

He Pingan couldn't help wondering, no, I haven't said anything yet.
Besides, it's not suitable to do certain things this early in the morning, isn't it?
He Pingan thought of this, with a solemn face, and said with a stern face: "Xi Fei, I want to open the Fairy Thatched Cottage."

　Sorry to keep you guys waiting for so long!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)