Chapter 95
The spiritual materials are collected first, and when there are too many, the furnace can be used to make alchemy.

It's just that I didn't make much money.
Originally, it was only a little higher than the cost price, and if some people lived in hardship, He Pingan might even pay the money back.

The money earned is just enough to maintain the daily expenses of Xiancaotang.

His purpose of reopening the Immortal Herb Hall was not to make money, so it didn't matter.

Hong Xifei treats diseases and saves people every day, and at the same time teaches the helpers the pharmacology.

He Ping'an is still the same as before, he should be on the top of his worth, he should continue to visit Lichunyuan, and be his own shopkeeper.

Looking at it now, the idea of ​​reopening the Immortal Herb Hall was simply not correct.

Without the little goblin's harassment, the number of times I recite the Qingxin Jue is much less.

Lying on the bed, He Pingan sorted out what he urgently needs to do now, and set three goals for himself.

The first small goal is to increase the Taoism to 1 years as soon as possible;

The second short-term goal is to find out about Jiang Yuyan as soon as possible. If she is not dead, I can't sleep;
The third long-term goal is to do our best to enhance the strength of the human race.

The Daxuan human race is too weak, and it is impossible for him to lie down safely.

In addition, of course there are some indescribable small goals that men can understand...

"Peace, let's go, and receive a monthly salary."

On the first day of September, He Pingan finished sorting out the spiritual materials and was immersed in several clones. He suddenly heard Yang Qing greet him, and quickly responded, "Okay."

Don't worry, get a monthly salary?
Only then did He Pingan remember that he had been out of the drug testing department for almost a month.

In less than a month, I have experienced more things than I have been in the drug testing department for ten years
Speaking of which, although Emperor Jiaming ignored the government, he never defaulted on the monthly salary of the Hall of Eternal Life, and it was paid out as soon as he arrived on the first day of the lunar new year.

Unlike my previous life, if I was unlucky as a worker, I met a black company and worked for a few months, but I didn't get a penny of hard-earned money.

He Pingan followed Yang Qing all the way to the accounting room of the Hall of Eternal Life, and received the two or three coins and an ordinary gray porcelain bottle handed over by the official.

He had already heard from Yang Qing that the two or three coins were just a cover, and the most important thing was the elixir in the gray porcelain bottle.

It was a panacea personally refined by alchemists from the Alchemy Department, and it could easily be sold for 50 taels of silver on the market.

This is also the reason why Yang Qing was able to save his own money, otherwise, according to the tigress in his family, he might have been stripped of his skin.

The panacea has little meaning to He Pingan, and he is going to take it back and put it in the pharmacy.

If there are some difficult and miscellaneous diseases that Hong Xifei can't solve, and she happens to be away, she can take this panacea, and the general difficult and miscellaneous diseases can be cured by medicine.

"Hey, why don't you see Xiao Han?"

Since He Ping'an surpassed Han Li in cultivation, his title has also changed from Brother Han to Xiao Han.
"Hey, don't worry about that kid, he's never short of this little money."

Yang Qing said with a smile, but he still took Han Li's monthly salary from the accountant.

Seeing Yang Qing put Han Li's monthly salary in his pocket familiarly, He Pingan seemed to realize something, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yang, does Xiao Han have a mine at home?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense."

"Whoever owns a private mine in Daxuan is a crime of beheading."

Yang Qing said as he walked, "His family is outside Xuanyang City. There are six tea mountains, [-] mu of fertile land, and several manors of various kinds."

"In Xuanyang City, there are more than ten rice and cloth shops."

"Just collecting rent, you can live a prosperous life."

He Ping'an's eyes widened. Although Han Li didn't have a mine at home, it was better than having a mine at home.

It’s no wonder that after three days of fishing and two days of drying the net, I still want to lie flat. It turns out that being on the grass is a kind of pastime.

If you can't do well, you can go back and squander hundreds of millions of property.

To flatter Yang Qing so deliberately, I am afraid that he is also worried about losing the job and being too boring after returning home.
"tsk tsk"

He Pingan was amazed. Although Han Li liked to gossip all day long, he never mentioned family matters around him.

Now it seems that this is to beware of yourself.

It's just two meals for nothing, one night's inn, as for it?

What, and the wine money from Lichunyuan?

I can't remember.

As autumn goes and winter comes, a heavy snowfall comes.

Xuanyang City is covered with silver and has a unique scenery.

He Ping'an took drugs every day, his Taoism has reached 9000 years, and the sixth turn of the Eighty-Nine Xuan Gong has become more and more perfect.

Xiaoyan Shenshu has made great progress. Not only can it completely shield its own breath, but it can also calculate some simple information, and even if it encounters some special events, it can also be telepathic.

During this period of time, he had calculated Jiang Yuyan's whereabouts, whether she was dead or alive.

However, Tianji is always blinded by an unknown force, and sometimes it is even counterattacked by Tianji, causing turmoil in the whole body.

What is the origin of this Jiang Yuyan?
Could it be that she is not dead?

He Pingan has one head and two big ones. If this kind of hidden danger is not eliminated, it will be a disaster after all.

It's just that the time is too short, and Xiaoyan's practice of divine number is not enough.

Of course, this is just his feeling. If Guo Jianzheng saw He Pingan's entry of Xiaoyan Shenshu at this time, he would probably sigh for his extraordinary talent and feel ashamed of himself.

He has practiced for decades, and He Pingan has practiced for a few months, and he is almost the same as him.

Strange to say, Emperor Jiaming refined the so-called pure yang elixir, and it is said that after taking it, his appearance and body are indeed much younger.

I heard that many concubines were lucky enough to be in the harem. The concubines had tears in their eyes, and when they were happy, they looked up to the sky and shouted: "Nai Qinghui!"

But the alchemy and medicine refining in the Palace of Eternal Life did not stop.

Still going on.

Every day, the corpses of three or five drug testers will still be transported to the nine-turn longevity furnace.

He Pingan knew that even the real pure yang elixir could only prolong life for more than a hundred years.

It is far inferior to the effect of smelling the ginseng fruit of oneself.

If this ginseng fruit was exchanged with Emperor Jiaming, would he agree?
The thought of He Pingan just passed in his mind for a moment, and then disappeared in a flash.

Emperor Jiaming had too many causes and effects. If he stepped down from the throne now, without the protection of the Daxuan Kingdom Fortune, and was just an ordinary first-rank monk, he would very likely die on the spot.

So even if the ginseng fruit was given to him, he would not change it.

Besides, He Pingan is not willing to extend the life of an executioner.

Department of Drug Testing, Department of Herbs.

The workers are still there.
During Shenshi, He Ping'an and Han Li were busy with the work at hand and were about to go home when Yang Qing stopped them.

After more than three months of painstaking practice, Yang Qing finally refined He Pingan's ray of mana, stepped into the Confucianism and Taoism third-rank life-making realm, and returned to the masculinity.

Fortunately, he has broken through the realm, otherwise He Pingan would have a headache.

Yang Qing had mentioned in front of him more than once that he wanted to find Hong Xifei to see his hidden illness, but was ruthlessly rejected by He Pingan.

With the improvement of his cultivation base, his conquests in the bed are invincible, his wife Liu Yue'e has been nourished by love, and she has lost her former toughness, so she has relaxed a lot towards Yang Qing.

Even when he secretly went to Lichunyuan a few times, he turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye.

The improvement in cultivation and the change in his wife made Yang Qing build up his self-confidence from the inside out.

Of course, he has not forgotten that he has made such a change in just four months.

In various public occasions, Yang Qing praised He Pingan more than once as his lucky star.

"Just now, Master Wang sent a message saying that the Monster Catching Division and the Zhenmagic Division are short of manpower recently. Let us arrange a person from the grass department to cooperate with the Monster Catching Division to handle a case."

Yang Qing put down the badge on his waist, looked at the two powerful generals, and fell into the difficulty of choosing again.

This time the case was relatively simple, but he didn't need to do it himself.

His original intention was to let Han Li go, but Han Li's cultivation level is slightly lower, logically, he must let someone with a higher cultivation level go.

He Ping'an and Han Li spit again and refused to give in to each other.

Of course they are all rushing to let the other party go
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