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

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"Ah, this"

He Pingan asked in surprise, isn't this a death sentence?
Emperor Jiaming certainly would not agree to Master Changchun's move, and even killed Master Changchun in a fit of anger, it is not impossible.

After all, it was only said in private before, but if it is published publicly, it will publicly tear Emperor Jiaming's face.

If I, a martial sage riding a dragon, tear it up, Emperor Jiaming can only silently pretend not to see it. If you are a third-rank Taoist cultivator and join in the fun, Emperor Jiaming might kill him directly, or even take his anger out on Quanzhen Taoist.

"Really, why do you have such an idea?"

He Pingan asked.

Master Changchun said slowly: "When the Hall of Eternal Life was first established, many people from the Immortal Sect expressed great hopes for the establishment of the Hall of Eternal Life."

He Pingan nodded. At that time, Emperor Jiaming had a good reputation and the establishment of the Hall of Eternal Life was a great news for all Taoists.

On the one hand, Emperor Jiaming's move is equivalent to supporting the Daoist sect positively.

On the other hand, if Emperor Jiaming could really refine the Pure Yang Elixir and other elixir, it would be a great thing for Taoist monks.

The so-called Taoism, the ultimate goal, is nothing but the pursuit of longevity and long-term vision.

Even Changchun Daoist also benefited from it.

"But then, we found out we were all wrong."

"The Palace of Eternal Life is used for private use. At the beginning, there were some elixirs that leaked out, but as time went on, his alchemy seemed to be more and more unconventional. He refined all kinds of elixirs, and he didn't even follow the most basic principles of medicine. .”

Of course, He Pingan knew the reason. At first, Emperor Jiaming wanted to prolong his life with pills, but later found that none of the pills could prolong his life.

The number ninety-five is like a sword hanging above his head, no matter how good he is at the moment, it will fall down sooner or later.

"Today, do you know?"

"He actually ordered me to search for more than 4 people within three months, eat the elixir from the Alchemy Department, and hand over the corpse to him!"

"That's more than 4 lives!"

At this time, Master Changchun's beard and hair were all stretched out, and his face was excited.

"Even if the poor are dead, they can't do such things!"

"Killing innocent people is just to satisfy his illusory wish."

When the Changchun real person spoke, he no longer honored the Holy One, but him.

He was an upright person, and he didn't want to be the head of the so-called Medicine Refining Department, but he went to the Medicine Refining Department because of Zhao Zhong's affection and Master Yang Zhenren's trust.

Thinking about dealing with it slowly, anyway, most of the people in the drug testing department are people who have violated the criminal law.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came, he received such a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

The decision to submit a letter at this time was indeed impulsive on the one hand, and on the other hand, it was really unacceptable to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

He Ping'an's complexion also changed when he heard that, Emperor Jiaming wanted to fill up the nine-turn longevity furnace within three months.

But he still persuaded: "Really, you must never write a letter!"

"Otherwise, I may never return!"

"If you don't come back, you won't come back!"

At this time, Master Changchun had a gleam of determination on his face, as if he had already made up his mind.

"Really, what if the Quanzhen sect is destroyed because of this incident?"

He Pingan opened his mouth to ask, making Changchun Daoist, who had already decided to die, show a trace of confusion on his face, and said hesitantly, "Master, you should be able to protect Quanzhen Dao."

Speaking of this, he himself didn't believe it, Chongyang Daoist hadn't taken half a step of detachment yet, and Emperor Jiaming could easily suppress him by borrowing the fortune of the country.

I am not afraid of death, but if because of myself, Emperor Jiaming is furious and Quanzhen Dao is destroyed, then I will become a sinner of Quanzhen Dao.

Seeing Changchun Zhenren's mouth loose, He Pingan said quickly: "Actually, if you look at it from another angle, the Palace of Eternal Life also has its meaning."

He Pingan introduced many innovative elixirs that have been refined since the establishment of the Palace of Eternal Life to Changchun Daoist.

Slowly said: "Eternal Spring Palace is just a dead thing, there is no distinction between good and bad, the key depends on the person who uses it."

Master Changchun listened to his persuasion, thought for a moment, and the expression on his face changed: "I also know what you said, but now the burden of [-] lives is on my shoulders."

"Really, so my suggestion is that this matter should be considered in the long run."

"As for this matter, you can delay it slowly, and only work without exerting any effort."

"Without March, this matter should change."

He Pingan made a plan and said.

Since Changchun Daoist can come to him, it means that he is still a little entangled in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't be lingering outside his door.

As long as I give myself another two months, I don't need Changchun real person to write a letter, and I can personally open the scoop for Emperor Jiaming.

When the time comes to the Hall of Eternal Life, I will naturally find a way to make it continue to survive in another way.

Of course, he couldn't explain this matter to Master Changchun, he could only rely on Master Changchun to experience it himself.

"Ugh!"

Master Changchun thought for a long time, finally heaved a long sigh, and said, "Ping'an is right, I'll listen to you."

For some reason, He Pingan, a fifth-rank martial artist, made him trust him very much.

It seems that what He Pingan said will definitely come true, and most of the sadness on his face has been resolved.

But then Master Changchun said again: "There is one more thing about you."

"what's up?"

He Pingan asked curiously, what else is he not clear about.

"Gongsun Yuan is dead, do you know?"

Master Changchun said.

"what?"

He Pingan was surprised, he really didn't know that Gongsun Yuanzheng was dead.

"It seems that you really don't know."

Seeing the change in He Ping'an's face, Changchun Daoist believed that he had nothing to do with this matter, and then said: "Just last night, that is, the second night after you fought, Gongsun Yuanzheng died."

"There are no other scars on the body except for the scars from your impact."

He Pingan nodded, did not speak, and thought secretly in his heart.

He immediately thought that there was a high probability that someone wanted to blame him.

He did go to Gongsun Yuanzheng's mansion on the night of the fight with Gongsun Yuanzheng.

But he just turned into a three-crazy Taoist, controlled Gongsun Yuanzheng with insanity, and asked the person who told him that Gongsun Yuanyi died in his hands.

It was a short man in black. According to Gongsun Yuanzheng, this man's cultivation was unfathomable, so there was no reason to lie to him.

But the specific identity of this person, Gongsun Yuanzheng is not clear.

As for Gongsun Yuanzheng, to He Pingan, he was just a little guy, not worth mentioning at all, but this time point was not the right time to kill him, and He Pingan planned to take his life after a while.

So let him go for now.

It's just that he can't figure it out, if he wants to blame himself, it would be better to kill Gongsun Yuanzheng that day.

Why did he choose to kill him on the second night.

Immortal Changchun continued: "The Immortal Mingyu of the Dragon Guard came to the Hall of Eternal Life to look for you several times, but was stopped by the King of Tang."

"After all, two full days have passed since you fought that day. When Gongsun Yuanzheng fought with you that day, the King of Tang and the great Confucian scholars all saw it in their eyes, and there was no fear of their lives."

"Realist Mingyu has no evidence, so he can only return in a rage."

"It is said that Guo Jianzheng, who went to ask Si Tianjian, wanted to find some clues from the divination."

He Pingan was not worried about Guo Jian being there, and asked curiously: "Is the Jingzhao government involved in this matter?"

"Jingzhao Mansion has no jurisdiction over cultivators who guard the Dragon Guard."

Changchun real person explained.

After being on duty, He Pingan went to the Sitian Supervisor and asked Guo Jianzheng about the result of Mingyu's divination.

Master Mingyu did come to Sitianjian, but he returned disappointed.

Because of this matter, Guo Jianzheng couldn't figure it out.

Although He Pingan didn't have the slightest clue in his mind, he subconsciously connected the death of Wan Chuntang Wu Zining with the death of Gongsun Yuanzheng.

It's just that the most urgent task at this time is the deal with Beimang Wuxiu. When the dust settles over there, He Pingan will have time to deal with the matter here.

Let him be arrogant for a few days.
Two days later, Chen Shi.

Jizhou Liaodong County.

The dark clouds covered the sun, and the light rain fell down, falling on the Caishi street in the county city.

Nearly a hundred murderous soldiers, escorting more than a dozen prisoners in shackles and wearing dirty prison clothes, came towards the vegetable market.

The first person was Zhang Yuanfang, the governor of Jizhou who was riding a tall horse and dressed in scarlet robes. His thin body looked a little funny on the tall horse, and he walked forward flickeringly.

At the end of the line were several carriages used to carry corpses.

A group of people blared gongs to clear the way, very lively.

The people who were about to leave after finishing the fair, immediately gathered around.

Looking at this scene, anyone who goes to the market often knows it.

Caishikou is a big scene, beheaded in the street.

Watching the excitement is the traditional virtue of the people of Daxuan.

In less than half an hour, the entire Caishikou was surrounded by people on three floors inside and three floors outside.

If you don't see beheading, the pork you buy home will not taste good.

"The time has come, prepare for execution!"

The time teller announced the time loudly, and Zhang Yuanfang sat on the high platform, holding a vermilion pen in his hand, and sketched the names of the people one by one.

Wrapped in red turbans and holding ghost-headed knives, the executioners lined up in order from east to west, and were about to cut off heads.

Qin Muhui, who was kneeling by the side, looked at the sky with hopeful eyes, but there was no change in the slightest, knowing that the person would not come, the last ray of hope was shattered.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry for you."

"If there is an afterlife, I will be loyal to the human race!"

Qin Muhui recalled his life at this time, no one is to blame for this matter, only he was too greedy and missed too many opportunities.

Zhang Yuanfang on the high platform looked at Qin Muhui who was kneeling with his head down, and there was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes. Most prisoners did not cry when they saw the coffin, and only when their heads were beheaded would they feel remorse.

At this time, Qin Muhui was just a confession before he died, and he was not worthy of sympathy at all. Although he, Zhang Yuanfang, was also greedy for ink occasionally, he thought that he would not be able to do such a thing as Qin Muhui.

Therefore, he acted quickly and strictly on this matter, and reported to Emperor Jia Ming and the Ministry of Criminal Justice. It took only two days for the case to be closed and executed.

After his interrogation, the woman and the little girl were indeed ignorant of Zhang Yuanfang's betrayal of the dead souls of the Heroic Soul Valley, but the two of them were not completely innocent.

Women usually bully servants, beat and insult them, and little girls are also unruly and capricious. Of course, these punishments are not punishable by the Great Mysterious Law.

But Qin Muhui conspired to rebel against the country, and according to the Daxuan law, the whole family was implicated.

These two people will have a big event.

"cut!"

Zhang Yuanfang put aside the chaotic thoughts in his head, and shouted sharply.

"Such a small child looks so pitiful."

Seeing that the timid little girl was about to be beheaded, most of the people in the audience showed displeasure and talked a lot.

The knife flashed, the head fell to the ground, and the blood spilled on the loess.

After an hour, the people watching the excitement gradually dispersed.

In mid-air, He Pingan sat cross-legged in the void with a calm expression.

According to Zhang Yuanfang's investigation, Qin Muhui's wife and children are not innocent, and they enjoy Qin Muhui's rights and convenience as the prefect's family, so they have to bear the consequences of Qin Muhui's treason.

In troubled times, it should be a heavy code!
All this matter needs to be handed over to Daxuanlu for judgment.

At this moment, there are more important things waiting for him, and his spiritual consciousness spreads out, covering the entire county.

Soon, several abnormalities were discovered.

The golden light flickered, and He Ping'an's figure flickered, and several dark men from Beimang had been pulled out from the county.

He estimated that there was an abnormality in the officialdom of Liaodong County here, and these dark men would definitely send a message to Beimang, so he has been waiting here, waiting for this time.

After abolishing his cultivation and searching his soul, He Pingan left these dark men from Beimang at the gate of Liaodong County Yamen.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuanfang was summoned, and someone would come to clean up.

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