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

Chapter 194

Half an hour later, all the guests who came to celebrate in the entire Immortal Herb Hall were dead, leaving only He Pingan standing in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

"It hasn't broken yet?"

He Pingan looked up at the sky, only to see the bright moon hanging above his head, obviously still in a dream.

At this moment, an old figure appeared in his field of vision.

"why?"

"Ping An, why exactly?"

He Lieyun looked at the scene in front of him, heartbroken, and his eyes were full of grief.

"Oh, good!
"Friend Wuxian, your acting skills are really good!"

He Pingan looked at He Lieyun, who had a gray beard in front of him, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"He Pingan, how did you see it?"

Seeing that He Pingan seemed to have seen through everything, He Lieyun, who entered the play, turned around and turned into a man in a black robe and holding a wooden staff.

It was Wuxian Candlegreen!

"Hehe, why should I tell you!"

A stern look flashed in He Ping'an's eyes, this guy dared to take advantage of him, and it was really hard to appease the anger in his heart if he didn't kill him.

The blood in his hand flickered, and a thin, blood-colored long knife with cicada wings appeared in his hand.

He seldom sacrificed the Heavenly Demon Blood Transforming Sword as soon as he made a move, but once he did, he would definitely return with blood.

"die!"

He Pingan waved his hand and slashed down, and the Heavenly Demon Blood Transforming Sword suddenly turned into a streak of bloody lightning, and slashed towards Wuxian Zhuqing in front of him.

Wu Xianzhuqing saw the power of the Heavenly Demon Blood Transforming Sword in front of him, flashed the wooden stick in his hand, and suddenly a black light curtain flickered, blocking in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Sword completely ignored the defense of the black light curtain, broke through the black light curtain with a "stab", and directly slashed at Wuxian Zhuqing's body.

Immediately, the light of blood appeared, and the wooden staff in Wuxian Zhuqing's hand had not yet been raised, and his body had already been swallowed by the demon's blood-transforming sword.

Then the soul only had time to let out a scream, and also fell into the magic knife of the blood of the demon.

"Boom!"

With the death of Wuxian Zhuqing, a crack seemed to be torn open in the sky where the bright moon was hanging high in front of He Ping'an's eyes, and then everything in front of him shattered like a mirror, revealing the ghost soldiers and soldiers who were still fighting on the Xuanwu Cliff. Both sides of Beimang people.

A hint of doubt appeared on He Ping'an's face, this Wuxian Zhuqing seemed to have lost too quickly.

But looking not far away, there was only a piece of human skin left, the witch fairy candle, and the black wooden staff that fell to the ground with a "bang". Everything in front of him told He Pingan that he had already won.

The Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Sword in his hand continuously conveyed bloodlust. He Pingan didn't have time to think about it. While moving around, he had killed all the remaining Beimang monks in just ten breaths.

"Hehe, Wu Xian is nothing more than that."

He Pingan chuckled, and then led the ghost soldiers under his command to directly attack the capital of Beimang, almost slaughtering the alien race in Beimang.

100 years later, He Ping'an's cultivation made breakthroughs one after another, wiped out the surrounding alien races, and his cultivation was the best in the world. He finally understood the method of breaking the void, smashed through the void with one punch, and returned to Huaxia.

In a small mountain village at the foot of the Qinling Mountains, smoke rose from the kitchen, and a slender figure slowly walked out of the winter morning fog and came to the entrance of the village.

"Drip."

A two-wheeled motorcycle passed by He Pingan, and then broke through the morning fog in an instant, and drove towards the city along the road at high speed.

"Finally home!"

A flash of excitement flashed in He Ping'an's eyes, but his steps slowed down instead.

It is more timid to be close to hometown, and I dare not ask people.

He Ping'an has many thoughts in his heart. He has been in another world for more than 100 years, but it seems that only three years have passed in Huaxia, and he doesn't know whether his parents in his hometown are still safe.

As soon as he stepped into the village, He Pingan was stopped by two heavily armed Dabai, and there were a few cadres who seemed to be maintaining order, but they looked a little strange, and He Pingan didn't know him.

"Where are you from?"

"Is there a health code?"

"I"

He Pingan looked at the two people in front of him, feeling a little puzzled for a moment.

Health code, when I left, I seemed to have seen this thing in the news, but I never used it
"You look young, so you don't use your mobile phone, do you?"

A Dabai stared at He Pingan with burning eyes, as if he was looking at a wanted criminal.

"I lost my phone."

He Pingan said awkwardly.

"Lost your phone?"

"What's the ID number?"

The other Dabai was signaled by his companion and looked at He Pingan vigilantly, while several other village officials quietly blocked his retreat.

"ID number, I know this, 6XXX"

He Pingan honestly reported his ID number, like a child who did something wrong.

After all, just returned to this world, He Pingan still wants to maintain his image as a law-abiding citizen.

"Check out this person!"

"who are you?"

A Dabai entered He Ping'an's ID number on a device, but found that no relevant information could be found at all.

The village cadres behind heard the sound and immediately moved closer. It was obvious that there was a disagreement, so they had to restrain He Pingan first.

Being a man, He Ping'an didn't care about maintaining his image as a law-abiding citizen, his eyes were green, and his soul-hunting technique had been quietly activated.

"What are you trying to do when you stop me?"

He Pingan asked sharply, his eyes flickering with coldness.

"We just want to make a nucleic acid for you."

A Dabai said in a stiff voice.

After asking all these questions, the big stone in He Pingan's heart finally fell.

In the year that I traveled through, a terrible plague broke out in the blue star.

At that time, he also heard about it in the news, but before the plague broke out, he had already arrived in Daxuan.

After more than three years, the plague has not subsided, but has become more mutated and difficult to deal with.

Including health codes and nucleic acids, he has actually heard of these things in the news, but he has never used them in reality.

At that time, I didn't pay much attention to it, so I discarded it in the corner of my mind.

"Ah, this"

He Pingan showed embarrassment. In this situation, what should I do? After all, I have been missing for more than three years, and no one will believe me when I tell it.

Forget it, never mind, go home first.

"Clap!"

With a snap of his fingers, He Pingan dispelled the insanity spell, and at the same time tampered with the memories of the people in front of him, and they could no longer remember that anyone had been here.

A breeze blew by, and He Ping'an's figure appeared outside a dilapidated two-story building in the mountain village.

Looking at the two-story building in front of him, He Ping'an's mind was full of thoughts and memories kept coming up.

When I left my hometown and entered university, this two-story building had just been built, and everything was new.

Now, it is so dilapidated.

"Shh!"

With the breeze blowing, He Pingan went directly through the locked iron gate and appeared in the courtyard of the second-floor building.

"Dad, Mom, unfilial son, come back safely."

He Pingan stood in the courtyard below the small building, and his slightly excited voice clearly spread throughout the small building.

In the small building, only his echo sounded, but no one responded.

"Dad, Mom!"

He Ping'an's voice became anxious, and at the same time, his consciousness swept out, covering the entire small building.

"Mom and Dad."

At this moment, He Ping'an's voice suddenly changed color, his body turned into a void, and he walked directly through the door of the front hall, kneeling under the two portraits.

On the portrait, it was He Ping'an's parents who were imprinted on it.

"Dad, Mom!"

He Ping'an had tears in his eyes. It was really unexpected, but in three years, why did his parents die?
What's the use of becoming a generation of immortal emperors after the death of parents?

In He Ping'an's heart, sadness kept emerging, and he even had the idea of ​​committing suicide with one palm and following his parents.

At this moment, the Panlong jade pendant hanging on his chest suddenly glowed yellow, and at the same time the whole jade pendant became hot, even He Ping'an's body felt a little uncomfortable.

"No, something is wrong here!"

　The high order has already exceeded 900, but the average order has remained at around 350. I feel that I have racked my brains to write, and I don’t know how to improve
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