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

Chapter 189

After all the matters here were dealt with, He Ping'an turned into a faint golden light and flew towards the border between Daxuan and Beimang.

Three hours later.

Outside Xuanwu Cliff.

It is snowy and the wind is as cold as a knife. It is even colder here in Jizhou.

The cold wind blowing on people's faces is like a cold and invisible knife. If a Jiangzhou girl with thin skin and tender flesh comes here, there will be a few bloodstains on her face.

He Pingan stood in the void, his figure and breath completely disappeared, and then his spiritual consciousness was swept away.

Xuanwu Cliff is a huge stone cliff in the middle of the ice and snow world in the north, which is hundreds of miles in size, shaped like a turtle with the back of a snake, and shaped like Xuanwu.

The cliff is a thousand feet higher than the surrounding ground, and there are many huge stones, and there are twelve towering stone pillars standing in it.

He Pingan scanned around with his spiritual sense, but found nothing unusual, and Bei Mang didn't seem to have set up any prohibition formations nearby.

'This unscientific! '

He Ping'an murmured in his heart, according to his estimation, Bei Mang will inevitably set a trap here, just in case there is no danger.

This is not because he treats the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and his soldiers are not tired of deceit, but it is something that will inevitably happen.

His body turned into a void, and he floated down quietly. His spiritual sense did not detect the breath of a monk of the same level nearby.

While turning around, he still threw out several talisman array disks, which fell around, and immediately became invisible and disappeared.

Although the twelve towering stone pillars looked quite old, they were obviously not a short-term product, and they should not have been built temporarily.

But he still kept in mind that there was no big mistake, and he left a talisman on each stone pillar.

This is the technique of talisman array that he has recently researched intensively into the technique of water talisman. The fusion of talisman technique and formation technique sparked the spark of love.

Especially the technique of talismans, in his previous tests, he was extremely restrained in the way of witchcraft.

After finishing all this, He Pingan sat cross-legged in the void, waiting for the agreed trading time a day later.

"Da da da"

One day later, at the rare and unusually quiet Xuanwu Cliff, the tranquility was broken by a sound of horseshoes.

As soon as I heard the sound, I saw a number of Beimang soldiers galloping neatly from a distance on tall horses, wearing longbows and holding maces, all of them were extraordinary.

These big horses are full of energy and blood, and each horse is equivalent to a ninth-rank martial artist. In front of these Beimang warriors who are all over two feet tall, they don't look short at all.

All of them are special products of Beimang, and they are as famous as Daxuan's dragon-scale horse.

It's just that these two kinds of horses are rare in number because of their scarce blood and difficult breeding.

But here, He Pingan saw five hundred horses at a glance.

This is equivalent to going to an auto show in my previous life. Five hundred Lambo, Ferrari and other sports cars are lined up neatly in front of me. The shock in front of me can be imagined.

After these Northern Mang cavalry, nearly [-] ordinary cavalry came galloping in order.

The horseshoes burst out, galloping wildly, and when they approached, He Pingan saw a gray direwolf head with fangs showing on the flag fluttering in the wind, which looked extremely fierce.

The fighting spirit is full, and the murderous aura is soaring into the sky.

Although most of these soldiers are low-level cultivators, basically all monks of the lower third rank, but just this powerful aura can make the opponent terrified.

Not to mention the generals interspersed in it, the strongest general is two feet tall, full of energy and blood, and his cultivation level is comparable to Daxuan's martial arts

And it is.

Although the border between Beimang and Daxuan was guarded by Zhen Beigong himself, these Beimang cavalry soldiers often invaded the border of Daxuan by virtue of their flexibility.

And if Daxuan has high-ranking monks to attack, Beimang will also send a great witch to stop him. In short, it is difficult to keep this group of cavalry.

Especially in the past ten years, under Emperor Jiaming's rule, Daxuan's national strength has declined, and the Northern Mang cavalry have frequently harassed him, and Zhenbei Gong never tires of it.

"whoosh"

It wasn't until three o'clock in the afternoon that several rays of light flew over from the extreme north, and several short, dwarf-like figures in black robes landed on the field.

The first person, with terrifying black lines painted on his face, was holding a green wooden stick, looking extremely strange.

However, all the people present, including the second-rank general, fell to their knees when they saw this person, calling him a great witch.

"The man hasn't come yet?"

The great witch frowned and asked with a strange accent.

Fortunately, He Pingan has learned the language of Beimang in the past five days, so he can understand what this person means.

"Report to the Great Witch, it hasn't arrived yet."

The second rank general stood up and replied.

"The people of Daxuan really don't keep their promises, and they agreed to trade at noon!"

The big witch frowned and said, the black lines on his face became more and more strange.

'Ha ha'

He Pingan, who was floating in the air, sneered twice in his heart, but did not reveal his figure.

The deal at noon was agreed upon, but the other party didn't come until three quarters in the afternoon, obviously with the idea of ​​giving himself a blow.

That being the case, if you are not benevolent, don't blame me for being unrighteous. I will let you hang out first, just to pick an auspicious time for you.

So, an hour later.

People are tired and horses are exhausted, and even the flag fluttering in the wind seems a little weak at the moment.

The great witch's face was extremely gloomy, and the black lines seemed to be wrinkled, but he stood there without saying a word.

Before they came, they had already obtained the will of Wu Xian, and today they must take down the dead souls in the Valley of Heroic Souls.

Even Wuxian wandered thousands of miles nearby, so he had to make sure everything was safe.

Today is a strong man who has transcended the border, and he must be kept.

It's just that waiting for such a long time has made Da Wu's temper more and more irritable.

Another half an hour later, a soldier's legs and feet were already standing a little numb, and he quietly moved his own numb legs and feet.

Unexpectedly, just moved his body, the whole body suddenly exploded without sound, and the flesh and blood limbs flew around.

The faces of the soldiers who got close were instantly covered in bursts of scarlet blood.

"Any more turbulent people, who look like this!"

The gloomy voice of the great witch resounded on Xuanwu Cliff, and the rest of the soldiers were uneasy, but they did not dare to move a little bit.

He Ping'an sat cross-legged above the void, his spiritual sense dimly sensed the strange fluctuations coming from the void, and he couldn't help but secretly speculate in his heart.

Wuxiu's spells were really weird, even his own consciousness could only sense strange fluctuations, but he didn't realize how the big witch below launched the attack.

I had no choice but to silently cover my body with nearly a hundred defensive talismans, so as not to be caught in other people's tricks later in the fight.

But at this time, it can also be seen that the other party's mentality has obviously been a little out of balance by him.

This coincides with the art of war, which is to be vigorous in one go, then to decline, and to be exhausted in three, which coincides with each other.

Of course, he wasn't idle. Now that the culprit in front of him had arrived, Wang Wei who remained in the broken cauldron was useless.

In the broken cauldron, Wang Wei was suspended in mid-air at this time, wisps of sharp golden light streaked across his naked body from time to time, bringing out streaks of bloody light.

For this kind of human slave, He Pingan has no mercy at all, and must let him experience the most terrifying punishment in the world.

"Taoist Xuanyu, if the young master snorts, he is not the son of Beimang."

At this time, Wang Wei still had an arrogant face, and he didn't pay attention to the punishment imposed on him at all.

As early as when he came to Daxuan as a shadow son, he had already received various trainings and had a very clear understanding of his situation.

"Are you waiting for the witch fairy to come and save you?"

He Pingan said with a smile, the golden light in his hand kept on, and it still brought bloody light on Wang Wei's body.

"how do you know"

As soon as Wang Wei blurted out, he faintly felt that something was wrong.

"Hehe, I'm also waiting for Wuxian to come here!"

He Pingan smiled lightly, and a ray of powerful aura from his body passed into the broken small cauldron, which immediately stunned Wang Wei's face.

This is, far beyond the breath of a first-rank monk
He Pingan watched with satisfaction as Wang Wei's face changed from arrogance to fear, then despair, and then became distorted because of the physical pain.

The witch fairy in Beimang is like Wang Wei's spiritual pillar, but if he breaks his spiritual pillar safely, then Wang Wei will no longer be as strong as before.

The duck who was dead just now had a hard mouth, but now he begged in pain: "Senior Xuanyu, the junior only wants to die quickly, please see the sake of being a human race, and help the junior."

"Ah."

He Ping'an sneered. Human slaves like this have long been regarded by He Pingan as more hateful than aliens.

The golden light in his hand is shining, and the knife is flying like flying.

Ling Chi's execution was originally [-] knives, but He Pingan slashed a full [-] knives on his body in just a few hours.

At this time, Wang Wei's entire body was covered in blood and flesh, and there was nothing intact on his body, especially his second brother, who was taken care of by He Pingan. Countless pieces of meat were flying around, and it was hard to tell which piece was the second brother. Part.

He should have died a long time ago, but He Pingan used his true energy to hang his life, so he couldn't die for a long time, and fell into the netherworld.

At six o'clock in the unitary hour, the setting sun was like blood, and outside Xuanwu Cliff, there was still no sign of anyone coming.

The big witch's temper became more and more irritable. During this time, more than ten soldiers were cursed and killed by him.

At this moment, Da Wu's complexion suddenly changed, and for the first time a smile appeared on his gloomy face.

In the eyes of the soldiers who had been paying attention to the changes in his complexion, the smiling face covered with strange black lines appeared even more terrifying.

This great witch, isn't he going to get mad again?
"Wait another quarter of an hour, if no one comes, we will return!"

In the voice of the great witch, there was a trace of lightness that had been suppressed for a long time.

Even a first-rank cultivator would not want to waste a day in this place where the birds don't shit.

A quarter of an hour later, a trace of relief flashed across Dawu's face, and he was about to order to return.

"Shh!"

A gray ray of light pierced the sky and appeared outside the Xuanwu Cliff. Turning in mid-air, it turned into a purple-robed Taoist and landed on the Xuanwu Cliff.

"Who are you?"

The big witch asked in a big mysterious language.

Looking at the purple-robed Taoist in front of him, although he had some guesses in his heart, he still wanted to ask.

At this time, his expression was as ugly as eating a fly. Waiting for you for a long time and you didn't come, we were about to leave, but you came.

"The impoverished Daoist Xuanyu!"

The purple-robed Taoist made a Daoyi, and also reported his name in Daxuan language.

"Master Xuanyu, what time did we agree on?"

The big witch's face was gloomy. He came so early and brought so many people with him. He wanted to give this real person Xuanyu a prestige.

As a result, Liwei became lonely, which affected the morale of the soldiers.

The culprit in front of him is here, if he doesn't get back some ground, how can he get over it.

"Hehe, I kept you waiting for a long time."

"Pindao encountered some accidents on the road and was delayed for some time. Fortunately, fellow Taoists are still waiting for Pindao."

Master Xuanyu explained with a smile, and then with a wave of his sleeve, a golden talisman dispelled the cold breath from the opposite big witch without a trace.

"I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist?"

Master Xuanyu looked at the gloomy-faced big witch opposite, feeling very refreshed, and asked.

Hearing him ask his name, the great witch thought for a moment, and decided to use his resounding title to frighten the real Xuanyu and regain the lost morale.

He raised his head up, his eyes slanted to the sky, his nostrils were facing Master Xuanyu, and he said angrily, "I am the descendant of the ancestor witch, the protector of the Northern Mang, the first-rank great witch, I wish you well."

Afraid that Master Xuanyu would not be able to understand, he specially used Daxuan language to broadcast.

Halfway through the speech, he was going to take a peek at Master Xuanyu's expression, to see if he had been frightened by his resounding title.

Unexpectedly, with a sweep of his gaze, the real Xuanyu beside him had long since disappeared.

Looking around, he found that this guy had turned into a breeze, and appeared among the fierce and neatly standing soldiers in Beimang, looking left and right, touching up and down.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"This stick is good."

"The muscles are strong."

"Hey, why is there a pool of flesh and blood here?"

"Hiss, are all officials in Beimang so inappropriate?"

"Isn't it just a little late, as for getting so angry?"

"I'm not worth it for you even to blame you low-level soldiers."

"Go to Daxuan, our Daxuan officials are the most considerate of subordinates, not only have wine and meat, but also that hot girl to warm your bed."

Seeing more than a dozen puddles of flesh and blood in the ground, Master Xuanyu sighed, and kept bewitching these soldiers with the language of Beimang.

Although these Beimang soldiers are usually well-trained, there is magic power in the voice of Master Xuanyu, which immediately moved them.

"Xuan! Yu! Really! Human!"

Seeing this scene, the first-rank sorcerer flew into a rage, and sternly shouted, the anger in his voice was not concealed at all, and he was obviously out of breath.

There is no doubt in the slightest that if Master Xuanyu doesn't come over again, he will make a move.

"Come on!"

As soon as the words fell, Master Xuanyu had turned into a phantom, appeared in front of the first-rank great witch, and persuaded with a smile: "This fellow Taoist, why are you angry again, don't act rashly, it is easy to get angry and blood. "

After finishing speaking, Master Xuanyu took another careful look at the face of the great witch, and then said: "Your face is overwhelmed by dark clouds in Poor Daoist Temple, do you always feel a little restless, palpitations and anxiety recently, you must pay attention to rest, and go to See a doctor"

"Don't worry about Lao Xuanyu, I am a witch doctor, and I will take care of myself."

The big witch unceremoniously interrupted Master Xuanyu's chatter.

"Hey, witch doctor can't do it. Those are all folk remedies. I know an old genius doctor in Xuanyang Chengdong City. It seems that this disease is cured."

Master Xuanyu continued to introduce.

"Master Xuanyu, we are here to discuss a deal today!"

The big witch suppressed his anger that was about to erupt, and interrupted his rambling again.

"Okay, let's talk about the deal."

"However, before this time, I have one more question."

Master Xuanyu's expression turned serious, as if he was finally going to get to the point.

"Say!"

The big witch spoke angrily.

"What is the name of this fellow Taoist?"

Master Xuanyu asked seriously.

"puff"

The big witch's face froze, the blood in his chest surged, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

After finally suppressing the blood in his chest, he said bitterly, "Zhu Hong!"

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