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

Chapter 268 Human Race Merit Monument!
"Stop!"

"Stop, leave the elixir!"

Numerous mana attacks and magic weapons rained down on the nine-turn longevity furnace, but seeing the dark golden light flashing on the nine-turn longevity furnace, they canceled out all the attacks.

The nine-turn Wanshou Furnace drew an arc in mid-air, broke through the protective formation, and swept across the sky in an instant.

Thousands of miles away from Xuanyang city.

The nine-turn Wanshou Furnace with a height of more than 200 feet stood in the mid-air, and the dark clouds of robbery came as promised.

Although many monks did not catch up to the Jiuzhuan Wanshou Furnace, the robbery cloud in the sky was the most direct target. As long as they kept an eye on Jieyun, the Jiuzhuan Wanshou Pill would not disappear.

"Shh!"

He Pingan jumped out of the alchemy furnace, looked up at the sky, a slight smile flashed across his face, and then he rose into the sky.

The dark golden light shone all over his body, like a dragon entering the sea, flying into the robbery cloud, ignoring the endless purple and gold thunder and lightning, he raised his leg and punched wantonly.

The dark golden light swept across the entire robbery cloud, covering hundreds of miles of robbery cloud, uttered a whine, and was completely torn apart by He Pingan, dissipating invisible.

At this time, outside Xuanyang City, countless escape lights flew here, seeing the three crazy Taoists here, most of the escape lights immediately stopped nearby, not daring to come forward.

The Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace stood in the sky, and the refreshing danxiang overflowed from it. A few glimpses saw that He Pingan was still sweeping away the robbery clouds in mid-air, and swept directly into the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace without slowing down.

"Amitabha, this pill has a predestined relationship with my Buddha, open it!"

A half-step detached old monk, dressed in a golden cassock and shining with golden Buddha light, landed on the lid of the nine-turn Wanshou furnace first, and as soon as he slapped the lid, he was about to fly into the nine-turn Wanshou furnace.

"Isn't this Master Shengding of Xuanguang Temple?"

"It is said that 50 years ago he had exhausted his life energy and sat down. Why did he appear today?"

"Buddhism has endured for a long time, and there must be a plan."

The monks below were talking about the old monk who suddenly appeared, and many monks flew up, seeming to block Master Shengding, but in fact they showed greed and rushed towards the nine-turn longevity furnace.

"Oh!"

Master Sheng Ding slapped the furnace cover with a palm containing endless Buddha light, but it failed to shake the furnace cover away as expected. A dark golden light appeared on the surface of the nine-turn Wanshou furnace, and Master Sheng Ding was ejected.

"Wow."

Master Sheng Ding couldn't stand firmly, fell to the ground, and at the same time spurted out a mouthful of blood.

It turned out that it was only the shock of the furnace cover that caused a Buddhist monk like him, who was half a step beyond the realm, to suffer serious injuries.

When did this nine-turn longevity furnace become so terrifying?
Many monks stopped in their tracks immediately, not daring to move forward.

"You came just fine!"

He Pingan fell from the sky and stood with his head held high on the lid of the nine-turn Wanshou furnace.

He slowly scanned his surroundings, and the monks in front of him had already gathered more than half of the upper third-rank monks of Daxuan, and then he said: "Everyone must be very curious about the elixir in this elixir furnace. Take a look!"

While speaking, he made a move with one hand, and the furnace cover was opened, and the Nine-turn Longevity Pill flew out of the furnace immediately, floating on the palm of He Ping'an.

With the appearance of Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill, everyone's eyes were attracted by it.

I saw that the surface of the pill was crystal clear, the blood was glowing, and there was a strange fragrance overflowing, especially after the pill calamity passed, the surface of the Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill was full of divine light, faintly revealing various mysteries, and it looked extremely attractive.

If this pill hadn't been in the hands of He Pingan, I'm afraid these monks would have been unable to hold back.

Even so, it couldn't stop the greedy eyes of many monks. If the eyes could eat up the elixir, I'm afraid that the Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill would have been divided into countless pieces by everyone's eyes.

"This pill is called Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill, and it was made by Emperor Jiaming with the corpses of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine testers."

In front of many monks, He Pingan announced the origin of the Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill.

"What? The medicinal corpse?"

"It turns out that Emperor Jiaming set up the Pharmacy Testing Department of the Palace of Longevity not to refine the elixir, but to practice the Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill."

"This kind of elixir, the blood is too much, the killing is too heavy, it will hurt the peace of heaven"

"The elixir refined with so many medicinal corpses must be very effective."

When many monks heard this, most of them were shocked, they didn't expect Emperor Jiaming's methods to be so cruel.

Although there have always been alchemy chambers in the world of cultivating immortals to refine the Great Pill of Human Yuan, they are generally nothing more than a human body. It is almost unheard of for such a elixir to be refined with nearly a hundred thousand medicinal corpses.

Everyone pointed at the Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill, discussing it a lot.

But they wronged Emperor Jia Ming a bit. He established the Palace of Eternal Life, but he actually made two preparations. He really wanted to refine the elixir at the beginning.

It's just that in the end, it was discovered that no matter what grade the pill was, it couldn't extend his lifespan.

That's why I took this Nine-Revolution Longevity Pill as my last hope.

The prescription of the Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill was obtained by Taizu inadvertently during his battles in all directions.

But Taizu thought that this pill would harm the peace of heaven, so he locked this pill in the secret vault of the palace and could not use it.

Later, many emperors were removed, and finally fell into the hands of Emperor Jiaming.

Scanning around the monks with different expressions below, He Pingan raised his hand and pressed down gently, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

"This elixir does have extraordinary effects. If a first-rank monk swallows it, it is not impossible to directly break through the Transcendence Realm."

He Pingan explained slowly.

"Then if I swallow this elixir, I can directly reach the Realm of Immortals?"

"This kind of elixir hurts the harmony of nature, so what's the difference from cannibalism?
"No matter how good it is, you can't eat it!"

Among the many monks, there was a sudden uproar. Unexpectedly, this elixir was so heaven-defying that it could directly create a real fairyland monk out of thin air.

It's just that the offering of this elixir made half of the people look disgusted and sneered at the nine-turn longevity elixir refined from human corpses.

There are still a few and a half people, but they are even more coveted by this Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill.

To them, they don't care how the elixir is made, they only care about the heaven-defying effect of the elixir.

He Pingan's eyes flickered, and he took a panoramic view of the reactions of all the monks, and said again: "This Nine-turn Longevity Pill is refined by medicinal corpses, and it is nourished by endless evil spirits. There is a half chance that if you take this pill, you will become a mere A monster that knows how to kill."

As soon as this remark came out, among the half of the people who coveted the Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill, many monks showed fear.

They want to be a true fairy that everyone admires, not a killing monster that everyone hates.

If there is such a terrible side effect, they are a little tangled in their hearts.

But there are still [-] or [-] monks who are still obsessed with the Nine-Turn Longevity Pill, as if they want to get the Nine-Turn Longevity Pill even if they die.

At this moment, He Pingan turned his face straight, and said in a serious tone: "The poor Taoist said so much today, just to warn you."

"Although practice is against the sky, it must not lose humanity."

"Otherwise, no matter how high your cultivation base is, you will be nothing more than a cold walking corpse."

"This Nine-Turn Longevity Pill, Pindao will personally destroy it today!"

"If someone dares to use the human body to make alchemy again, the poor will chase him all over the world and kill him with his own hands!"

While speaking, He Pingan threw the Nine-Turn Longevity Pill directly into the air, clasped his hands together, and a pair of big dark gold hands appeared in midair, ready to crush the Nine-Turn Longevity Pill.

Many monks looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one thought that He Pingan would destroy the heaven-defying elixir that Emperor Jiaming planned for decades to refine with the corpses of 10 people.

On everyone's faces, there were various expressions of reluctance, greed, and disgust.

"Amitabha, the Buddha said, I will not enter the Netherworld, whoever enters the Netherworld, the poor monk is willing to try the pill with his own body!"

In mid-air, Master Sheng Ding stepped out, ignoring the giant dark gold hand that was approaching below, and grabbed the Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill.

His lifespan is running out, if he has this pill, he can break through the realm of transcendence, and his lifespan will increase immediately.

"Nine-turn Longevity Pill, how can you allow Buddhism to get involved, get out!"

A monk dressed in a black robe and holding a blood-colored long sword suddenly appeared next to the Nine-Turn Longevity Pill, with a cold and sinister aura all over his body.

"Isn't this the blood sword master who sacrificed thousands of people a hundred years ago and was defeated by Chongyang real person?"

"It is said that he has passed away, but he is still alive."

Some sharp-eyed monks below recognized the monk holding the blood sword at a glance.

Everyone was discussing, Master Xuejian and Master Shengding appeared beside the Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill at the same time, and one of them grabbed half of the Jiuzhuan Wanshou Pill.

The dark golden giant hand below slowly closed, and it was about to crush the two of them completely in the giant hand.

"Vald donkey, let go, or we'll all die here!"

"Blood Sword, you should have died a long time ago, why don't you give me this pill!"

The two refused to give in to each other, and would rather die than let go of their hands.

"boom!"

As the dark gold's big hand closed, only two screams came from the palm of the hand, and then the dark red blood immediately flowed out from the fingers.

Spreading his fingers, two puddles of muddy flesh fell heavily on the ground.

And the Jiuzhuan Longevity Pill, also in the hands of the dark gold, turned into powder and disappeared directly.

He Pingan looked at all this expressionlessly. He had left enough time for the two to leave, but they paid the price with their lives because of their greed.

Emperor Jiaming's spirit, seeing with his own eyes the painstaking efforts he had planned for more than 30 years, was destroyed in one day, his complexion turned pale immediately, and the spirit was about to dissipate on its own.

"How could you die so easily, and Pindao will take you to meet an old friend."

He Pingan looked at Emperor Jiaming indifferently, condensed a stream of mana and sent it into Emperor Jiaming's soul to continue the vitality of his soul.

Then turn the Wanshou Furnace at [-] with one hand, a ray of red and white flames flew out from his hand, it was Nanming Lihuo.

"call"

Nanming Lihuo wrapped the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace in its entirety, and the raging flames turned the entire body of the furnace red. As He Pingan's magic power continued to pour out, it condensed into a big dark golden hand, and squeezed towards the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace. .

An hour later, under He Pingan's ten thousand years of magic power, the nine-turn Wanshou Furnace was kneaded into various shapes by him, and finally turned into a mass of liquid iron composed of various spiritual materials.

"Congeal!"

He Pingan yelled, and the molten iron transformed from the nine-turn Wanshou furnace suddenly turned into a towering bronze and iron monument.

Seeing that the huge bronze and iron stele was cast, He Pingan swept away the monks. Several people dressed as Mohist monks stretched out their hands, and their magic power gushed out. They couldn't help themselves and flew out of the crowd.

"The stele of merit and virtue refined by Pindao needs you to engrave the formation."

He Pingan said that this stele of merit and virtue was built by imitating the stele of merit and virtue in the human book world.

But the specific effect is not like the merit tablet in the world of human writing, which can record merit according to He Ping'an's mind.

Mohist monks must join the formation to achieve the effect of recording merit.

He Pingan felt a little troublesome about engraving the formation, so he handed it over to these Mohist monks to work.

Several Mohist monks were a little reluctant at first, but after receiving the bottles of pills thrown by He Pingan, they immediately showed ecstasy and began to work on the monument of merit.

Soon, the formation was engraved and formed.

As the merit monument took shape, He Pingan radiated dark golden light all over his body. He raised the merit monument with both hands, and at the same time exerted force, the dark golden light flashed, and he threw the merit monument directly into Xuanyang City.

The huge monument of merit and virtue, covering the sky and the sun, flew towards the center of Xuanyang City, and only heard a "bang", and it was deeply pierced in the center of the Hall of Longevity, where the nine-turn Wanshou Furnace originally stood.

Then He Ping'an's figure flashed and appeared on the monument of merit and virtue, and then the true essence was silently transported, and the voice came out far away, thousands of miles away.

"Pindao erected a stele of meritorious deeds of the Daxuan Human Race today. Anyone who has done good deeds and accumulated virtue, and killed demons and demons, can be included in the list."

"The top three on the list of meritorious deeds will be rewarded by Pindao personally preaching."

"The top ten in the list of meritorious deeds will all be rewarded with a life extension of 360 years!"

"One year old and one knot, as long as the poor road is in the day, you can get rewards."

"The top [-] people on the list of merit will be provided by the Hall of Eternal Life, and Pindao will open a furnace to make alchemy himself. Half of the elixir will be given to the Hall of Eternal Life, and half will be awarded to the top [-] people on the list of merit."

He Ping'an's voice was like thunder, spreading throughout Xuanyang City.

However, after a long time, before Emperor Jiaming was beheaded by He Pingan, the three cabinet scholars of Daxuan who hadn't shown up, and the two princes King Han and King Jing came together and took the initiative to agree to the matter.

This is tantamount to the three crazy Taoists contributing their efforts and money to build masters for Daxuan.

No matter who becomes Daxuan's new emperor in the future, this matter is a matter of guaranteed profit and no loss, so naturally no one will object.

Even the two princes still begged He Pingan, and they would not object.

After arranging all this, He Pingan communicated with the two princes via sound transmission, and then his figure turned into nothingness and disappeared in front of everyone.

Hall of Eternal Life, Department of Drugs, Department of Grass.

Han Li had just finished his day's work and was about to close the door and leave.

At this moment, He Pingan walked in from the outside.

"Brother Han, are you ready to call in?"

He Pingan asked with a smile.

"Brother He, you are here."

When Han Li saw that it was He Pingan, he opened the door of the grass department again, and enthusiastically made tea and poured water for He Pingan.

He Ping'an put his hand on Han Li's shoulder casually: "Don't you go to see the excitement outside?"

"What's so exciting about it? It's just a riot outside, and it has nothing to do with ordinary people like us."

"It's better to go to Lichun Courtyard to have fun."

With a flash, Han Li dodged He Pingan's arm and filled the teacup for him.

"Emperor Jia Ming is dead, you don't care?"

He Pingan picked up the tea, took a sip, and said with a half-smile.

A sharp light flashed in Han Li's eyes: "It has nothing to do with me, as long as I don't lose my money every month."

"Then how do you get rid of the fire poison in your body?"

He Pingan put the teacup on the table, and the dark golden light flashed in his eyes.

"Brother He, I don't understand what you are talking about."

With a little surprise on his face, Han Li put the teacup in front of He Pingan, but with a slight sway of his palm, a fairy sword drenched in cold light came out of his hand and stabbed straight at He Pingan's chest.

He Pingan smiled lightly, a black light flashed in his hand, and a black wooden staff popped out of his hand, blocking him, and then said: "Brother Han, if you want to fight, we will fight hard after you get rid of the poison." field."

"Chong!"

The black wooden staff and the fairy sword collided with each other, making a soft sound, and they were retracted as soon as they were touched, and they returned to their masters and disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

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　　May I ask for a day off tomorrow? I have a serious cold these days.
　　
　
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