"Reporting to Your Majesty, this is the elixir you have learned."
In the quiet study, Ying Zheng held a jade box containing six newly refined elixirs.
Each of these six elixirs is about the size of a thumb, and they are all black, and not all of them are complete. Some are round, some are flat, and they are bumpy and ugly. They also have a strong burning smell, let alone It's an elixir. Even if it's said to be charcoal balls, no one will doubt it.
Zhao Tuo knelt down and swallowed hard, feeling uneasy in his heart.
Although Ying Zheng had told him before refining the elixir that it would be fine as long as it looked like an elixir, he still felt a little uneasy after actually practicing it.
but....
There is really nothing we can do about it. The elixir recipe given by His Royal Highness is not at all like an elixir!
He took the entire Fengqing Sect to refine it day and night for nearly ten days, and just like that, it became a pill!
Others were either burned to charcoal or turned into smoke...
It's not like they didn't try to shape the liquid into a pill and then refine it, but it still didn't take shape...
Kneeling on the ground, Zhao Tuo waited like this, and looking at the elixir in his hand, Ying Zheng didn't have much thought.
In fact, in this alchemy ceremony, what Ying Zheng was interested in was not the so-called elixir at all, but the 'process of alchemy'.
Compared with the final elixir, the furnace cast during elixir refining, the waste elixir produced, various medicinal materials, wood, traces...
Wait, wait, all are quite important.
With these traces of true alchemy, future generations will be truly shocked, convinced, and suspicious...
As for this final elixir...
Ying Zheng looked at the few dark pills in his hand and closed the lid with a snap.
Anyway, as long as future generations believe it, even a mud pill will turn into a real elixir...
"very good."
"I have engraved many jade inscriptions on which many deeds have been recorded."
"When you return to Fengqingmen, take them with you, and search for a quiet place near Fengqingmen or Xianyang, and collect the alchemy furnace of this alchemy ceremony, as well as many traces and leftovers from the alchemy process. The medicinal materials, utensils, etc., were all searched for and buried in the earth."
Shaking his hands and throwing the jade box to Zhao Tuo, Ying Zheng spoke calmly.
"As for this furnace of elixirs, let's bury them in it too."
Zhao Tuo: "???"
Zhao Tuo carefully took the jade box, was stunned for a moment, and buried it in the earth? What's the point?
A lot of manpower and material resources were spent, but the result was like this in the end?
Zhao Tuo was extremely puzzled, but he didn't say anything after all. He just put the jade box into his pocket respectfully and answered respectfully.
"yes."
"The remaining five copies of the Deadwood Sword Technique should also be distributed."
"Yes. I would like to follow His Royal Highness's instructions."
After respectfully responding, Zhao Tuo's figure gradually disappeared into the study.
After Zhao Tuo left, Ying Zheng stood up, turned off the lights, and slowly sat cross-legged on the bed in the study.
The sharp Ding Qin Sword was placed on his knees.
'Zhengzheng~'
The clanging sword cry echoed in the room, and along with the faint sound of the sword clanging, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire room began to fluctuate regularly.
The full moon is in the sky, the night is in sight, and the colorful spiritual energy of heaven and earth that cannot be detected by the naked eye continues to flow into Ying Zheng's body with the operation of the Dead Wood Sword Art, constantly strengthening Ying Zheng's physique...
As time passed, the full moon in the distance gradually dimmed, and an imperceptible fish belly white appeared on the horizon.
And while Ying Zheng continued to practice cross-legged, silently comprehending the Dead Wood Sword Technique...
In the distance of the room, suddenly a black shadow flickered.
Ying Zheng closed his eyes tightly, but spoke calmly.
"What's up."
The black shadow knelt on one knee respectfully. He was one of his three remaining confidants.
"Reporting to Your Highness, I have just received news that the situation on the border between Zhao and Chu has eased. General Xiang Yan of Chu State seems to have some problems. He does not want to continue to waste his troops and has withdrawn his troops. .”
"It's the same with Zhao State."
"Nowadays, there has been much less friction on the border. Wang Jian and General Meng Ao are gradually preparing to withdraw their troops again."
"And just now, Lu Buwei and Queen Mother Huayang sent invitations to hold banquets today. The people invited were all important military and political officials of the Qin Dynasty. Among them, there were even Wang Jian and Meng General Ao."
"And the content of the parliament seems to be to re-draw the enthronement ceremony for you."
The shadow attendant spoke respectfully.
"I understand." Ying Zheng replied.
The shadow attendant saluted respectfully, and then slowly disappeared.
Dark clouds covered the full moon.
The cold light dissipated between heaven and earth.
Ying Zheng was silent.
After the friction ended, Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang prepared to re-draw the enthronement ceremony, which meant that the two mountains had temporarily ended their military infiltration.
The original mutual strife has been reduced a lot, and the attention that was originally focused on the two countries of Zhao and Chu has returned to the country.
This also means that his relaxed days are over.
If you want to build wonders and ruins so easily in the future, I'm afraid it won't be that simple.
Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang were destined to put most of their energy into dealing with him.
That time he killed Mi Qing, which indeed showed his tough attitude, but it also attracted the attention of Mrs. Lu Buwei Huayang.
Especially Mrs. Huayang.
After killing Mi Qing, she never mentioned it, as if it never existed at all.
But the more silent he was, the less Ying Zheng knew things would not be so simple.
As one of the most powerful forces in the Qin Dynasty, Mrs. Huayang controlled several times more power than Ying Zheng.
Although Ying Zheng now has six Foundation Establishment Realm existences in his hands, Mrs. Huayang is destined to have only a lot more.
Not to mention anything else, according to his inquiries in the past few days, the four major forces of Mo, Bing, Nong, and Za, even though they are extremely famous among hundreds of families, are all related to Mrs. Huayang and the Mi family behind her. There is some connection.
Not to mention Lu Buwei, who has the support of Taoists, Legalists, and even politicians...
There was silence.
The dark night light fell on the room.
The full moon has passed, and the sun has not yet arrived. A deep silence like black velvet envelopes the entire hall. The bamboo slips and scrolls record the heavy history, silent in the darkness.
There was only a slight sound of breathing in the room.
After a long time, when the first ray of sunlight rose from the distance, Ying Zheng slowly opened his eyes.
"The rain is coming..."
"hope...."
"This time the wonders and ruins can be found in time."
"Bury it into the earth and wait for the years to baptize you."
