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

Chapter 130 The Eel Demon (for Subscription)
Stepping onto the fifth floor attic, Han Li was immersed in eating a bowl of Liangpi.

He Pingan greeted him, and found that Yang Qing, who was extremely demanding of himself, was unexpectedly late.

After a long time, until the third quarter of the hour, the two of them saw Yang Qing returning to the Caobu in a hurry. The Confucian shirt on his body was covered with mud, and the agitated righteousness was still lingering in his chest.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a stench coming from afar.

"Brother Yang, what are you doing here?"

He Pingan and the two pinched their noses, looked at him in surprise, and asked, suppressing the stench.

You know, Yang Qing is a clean freak, how could he allow his body to have smells and stains.

"Don't ask, just cover the door!"

Yang Qing said eagerly, when Han Li closed the door, he immediately activated the formation, and a smooth and thin light curtain covered the entire grass.

Only then did he heave a sigh of relief, he opened his palm, and a small snake gradually grew in size, and finally became a bucket-thin, three-foot-long eel. Its huge body almost occupied the entire fifth-floor attic.

The eel's body is full of evil spirits, and it seems that he has practiced for at least 700 years, and has entered the ranks of fourth-rank demon cultivators.

The stench that the two of them smelled before came from the eel.

On the surface of the eel demon's body, there are four big characters "Bind up", and the whole body is shining with bright white light, stably suppressing it.

The eel demon was suppressed by the awe-inspiring righteousness, unable to move, but his eyes were still full of confusion and begging, as if he hadn't recognized his master yet.

The two of them stared blankly for a moment, until Yang Qing opened his mouth and finally understood his intention.

Last night, Yang Qing learned that Xuanyang's senior monks were all popular for riding snakes. He set off outside the city at Yinshi this morning, only to find that all snake monsters and python spirits within three hundred miles had been caught.

Flood dragons are rare, and they can't be found.

So he ran to a swamp six hundred miles away, and accidentally found this eel monster. Seeing that the duty time was approaching, he simply caught the eel monster and hurried back.

Didn't even have time to recognize the Lord.

His body was covered in mud, which was also caused by catching this eel demon in the swamp.

He Ping'an couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Others are riding snakes, but Yang Qing is even more ruthless and directly rides an eel.
Thinking of this picture, He Ping'an felt a little spicy
Eels, seem to be hermaphrodites
It was already half an hour after Yang Qing completely subdued the eel and recognized its owner. Putting on a brand new Confucian shirt, Yang Qing felt refreshed and energetic.

At this moment, Han Li kindly reminded: "Brother Yang, you are riding a rice field eel, isn't it a bit too ostentatious?"

It's true that Yang Qing riding a rice field eel is disrespectful. What he said was so ingenious that Yang Qing thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "What you said makes sense."

"An eel grows into a snake!"

Yang Qing's chest burst out with righteousness, and he followed his words. The white light completely wrapped the eel demon, but within three breaths, the eel demon had turned into a giant snake.

"The snake becomes a python!"

"Python Dacheng Flood Dragon!"

With Yang Qing's continuous coquettish operations, the eel monster completely transformed into a four-clawed dragon. Except for its smaller size, no horns on its head, and one missing claw, it was already very similar to a real dragon.

"Okay, hehe, this should be much more low-key."

Yang Qing caressed his goatee, and looked at the majestic four-clawed dragon with satisfaction.

He Pingan complained secretly, did Yang Qing misunderstand low-key?
The Confucian method of speech and expression is extremely subtle, not only changing the appearance of the eel demon, but also transforming the inside.

At this time, the eel demon is exactly the same as Jiaolong except that its cultivation base is still a fourth-rank demon cultivator.

Even He Pingan, if he only uses spiritual eyes, he can't see the real body of the eel demon.

Only by sensing with his spiritual sense can he find out that under the powerful body of Jiaolong is a weak eel demon spirit.

Sensing the mana fluctuation downstairs, Master Wang came down from the sixth floor with his new portrait.

On the portrait, the Martial Saint riding a dragon, with two heads and four arms, is wrestling with the buffalo fairy.

I saw the golden light flowing on the body of Wusheng Riding Dragon, and the strong four arms seemed to contain the power of explosion, and the power was clearly drawn.

The Buffalo Fairy was bleeding from all four corners and was about to fall off, his eyes were full of fear.

After Yang Qing saw it, he couldn't help admiring: "Old Wang, that's right, I have improved in painting recently, keep it up!"

Master Wang always felt that something was wrong after hearing this.

It took a while before he realized that Yang Qing's tone seemed to be encouraging the younger generation.

Master Wang suddenly became furious and wanted to curse, but thinking that Yang Qing was already a master of the third rank, he endured it and suppressed his anger.

Just as everyone was chatting about riding a dragon and beheading a buffalo demon in Zhongzhou, Master Wang's token suddenly flashed red, as if he had received a message.

Master Wang sank his mind into the token, and after listening to it, he smiled wryly and said, "I have received the order from the Commander-in-Chief, requesting all departments of the Medicines Department to strengthen the collection of spiritual materials in the near future, so as to fully provide spiritual materials for the Medicine Refining Department."

"It's time to start working again!"

Master Wang sighed, and went upstairs, probably to summon other departments of the Pharmaceutical Department
On the second day, He Ping'an's six avatars in the drug testing department also received the news at the same time. From today on, all testing drugs will be tested once a day.

His avatar is also getting more and more busy, and his slowly improving Taoism has also begun to enter a period of rapid improvement.

The sun and the moon rotated, and more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Yang Qing called He Pingan and the two together.

Looking at the two seriously, he said, "The first ten days will be the beginning of the year, but this year, under special circumstances, the Palace of Longevity will not be closed."

He Ping'an and Han Li nodded, knowing that this was a request from above.

During this period of time, the entire pharmaceutical department was relatively busy, and the Lichun Hospital, which Han Li had to visit every day, was changed to once every three days.

When both of them had no objection, Yang Qing paused, and then said: "I have already asked the Master Wang for leave, and tomorrow I will go back to Liangzhou to visit my relatives."

He Ping'an and Han Li's expressions changed, their eyes widened, and they stared at Yang Qing.

Although he didn't say a word, the implication is obvious, let us stay and work overtime, and then you ran away, is this authentic?
Yang Qing was really embarrassed by the two of them, so he opened his mouth to explain: "I haven't returned to my hometown for more than ten years, and this time I go back mainly to go home to worship my ancestors."

"When you come back, I invite you to Lichunyuan, hehe"

"It's almost there."

When He Pingan and the others heard the word Lichunyuan, they gave up.

Having said that, it is really not an easy task to invite Yang Qing, an iron rooster, to treat him.

Every time I go to Lichunyuan, Han Li basically pays the bill in the end.

In fact, the two of them came to a realization. What this guy said was noble, but in fact, it was just a pretense to go home to worship the ancestors, and it was obviously to go back to show off.

Yang Qing's hometown is in Hanning County, Liangzhou.

The governor of Liangzhou is only a second-rank monk, and the prefect of Hanning County is only a fourth-rank Confucianism and Taoism. Yang Qing has just broken through the third-rank Confucianism and Taoism, and it is time to return home.

Hanning County.
He Pingan's heart suddenly moved, why not surprise Yang Qing.

Five days later, Liangzhou Hanning County.

Above the sky, a long yellow rainbow flashed across the sky.

If you look closely, you will find that this yellow Changhong is actually a dragon about three feet long.

On top of the demon body, there is also a long carriage. Yang Qing's wife Liu Yue'e is sitting in the carriage. Confucianism fell on the demon body.

In a blink of an eye, the Jiaolong monster car is several miles away. At this speed, in half an hour, it will arrive within the city of Hanning County.

At this moment, the Jiaolong demon car suddenly turned in the air, paused for a while, and then fell towards the side of the official road.

Yang Qing got out of the car and went straight to the tree next to the official road, where lay a dirty old Taoist priest snoring like thunder.

Yang Qing turned his head and bowed: "Junior Yang Qing pays respects to Senior Martial Sage."

It was the three crazy Taoists transformed by He Pingan.

Yang Qing passed by in the air, and his spiritual sense caught him, so he hurried down.

You must know that the later the cultivation base is, the more difficult it is to improve. The Martial Sage gave Yang Qing the opportunity to upgrade his cultivation base to the third rank of Confucianism and Taoism, and his lifespan increased, so he can be regarded as Yang Qing's reborn parents.

The sloppy old man was still sleeping soundly under the tree as if he had never heard of it.

At this time, Liu Yue'e, a beautiful middle-aged woman, came out of the carriage. After being summoned by Yang Qing, she also hurriedly came out to meet Wu Sheng.

"Junior Liu Yue'e, pay my respects to Martial Sage."

Liu Yue'e's eyes were burning, she was originally a martial artist, if she could learn one and a half moves from a martial sage, her strength would definitely be greatly improved.

Who knows, after Liu Yue'e finished speaking, the sloppy old man was still snoring like thunder, as if he still didn't hear it.

The two of them knelt under the tree, and they knelt for three hours. It was already noon before, but now it was almost sunset.

"Sir, are you sure you didn't admit the wrong person?"

Liu Yue'e couldn't bear it anymore, if it was someone else, she might have already practiced the lion's roar.

But the name of the Martial Sage Riding Dragon is too terrifying, so she has endured it until now.

"Yue'e, how could I admit my mistake, Senior Martial Saint, I just met him once, and I will never forget it for the rest of my life."

Yang Qing said solemnly.

"Then what is the meaning of this senior Martial Saint?"

"Could it be that you deliberately made things difficult for us?"

Liu Yue'e raised her eyebrows, as if she had thought of something.

With Wu Sheng's cultivation base, he must know that they are here, but deliberately stay awake, that must be embarrassing himself.

Thinking of this, Liu Yuee said sullenly, "Master, I can't wait for this senior Martial Saint."

"If you want to wait, wait, I'm going to the county first."

As he spoke, he was about to stand up, and at this moment, Yang Qing, who had always been obedient, with his beard and hair all stretched out, shouted at Liu Yue'e: "Kneel down!"

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