The heavens begin from the Daluo Hall

Chapter 11
In fact, there was no need to wait for three days at all. After digesting that layer of 'Danyi' that night, Emperor Shihuang suffered from abdominal pain and bleeding streaks. Fortunately, the doctor was always by his side, and the miraculous acupuncture relieved him.

In fact, the wave of fireworks fired by the cauldron discharged all the 'heavy medicine', and the few remaining residues would at most make people seriously ill.

It's just that Emperor Shihuang's body was already riddled with holes, and now he was going to die. After being verified by his subordinates, Yingzheng's murderous intentions rose to the extreme, but he did not immediately order the killing of Hou Lu and the two of them.

There are still some things Yingzheng has not figured out, and he should not listen to one side or the other. This is what his political acumen in the past told him. Perhaps the problem is not Hou Lu's Danyi technique, but the elixir itself, which is refined from scratch. Poisonous thing.

This is the consequence of Wu Ming breaking the 'Emperor's New Clothes', creating a crisis of trust. No matter how beautiful the alchemist's words are in the future, Shi Huangdi will always be vigilant deep in his heart.

A few days later, the three of Wu Ming were summoned to meet the First Emperor in the inner hall.

At this time, his arm stained with black ash had been healed by the doctor, and there was no major problem. During the period of detention, there was no shortage of food and clothing. After Wu Ming bathed and burned incense, he straightened his appearance and followed the eunuch to lead the way. Ying Zheng.

When the three met on the road, Hou Jing regained his composure. When he saw Wu Ming, he gave a 'cold snort' and left without even saying hello, as if he was ashamed to be with this person.

Wu Ming was expressionless, and stood far behind. He observed the surroundings secretly. From time to time, he met rows of mighty black-armored soldiers parading around. Extremely vigilant.

However, the first emperor was able to spare time to meet them, and he probably had enough self-cultivation.

The three of them entered a side hall one after another. Wu Ming glanced at Ying Zheng who was on the bed. His face was a little pale and his spirit was listless. Fortunately, there was no serious situation. He didn't dare to look at him and immediately bowed and bowed deeply, saying: " The humble people pay homage to His Majesty."

Hou and Lu also knelt down and kowtowed: "The guilty minister kowtows to His Majesty."

There was silence in the palace for a while, Wu Ming stood carelessly, the two knelt down, several imperial doctors served the sick bed, and there were two rows of warriors standing on both sides, wearing armor and holding axes, staring at tigers, which made one's heart tighten.

After a long time, a majestic and weak voice came from the sickbed: "Get up."

Hearing this, Hou and Lu got up quickly, and they found that their backs were soaked before they knew it.

"Hou Jing, I have something to ask, is this elixir true?" Ying Zheng said lightly.

This sentence immediately made Hou Jing sweat profusely, murderous heart, if the elixir is true, on the contrary, there is a problem with the Danyi technology of the two of them, and they are suspected of deliberately framing the emperor. If the elixir is false, then they who are in charge of the project His heart can be punished, and he committed the great crime of deceiving the emperor. At this moment, the two of them finally despaired.

Seeing how the two of them were racking their brains to make up their rhetoric, Wu Ming was not in a hurry, because they almost poisoned Ying Zheng to death, and it was funny that Hou Jing wanted to live, it just depends on how he chooses to die.

In the arena, for a moment, Hou Jing wanted to be ruthless and drag all the alchemists into the water, but he looked at Wu Ming at the side, and sighed, knowing that he would shirk responsibility at this time, and would only end up in the situation of kicking the ball with each other. I can't grasp the vitality.

He bit the bullet and said: "Your Majesty's elixir is true, and my subject's 'Pill Clothes Art' is also a family secret. It's just... I just don't know that there will be problems."

"Hehe." Ying Zheng sneered, and said furiously, "Hou Jing, don't you think I'm a fool to fool you, come here! Smash him into pieces and execute him!"

Hou Jing widened his eyes, knelt down in horror, and wailed loudly: "Your Majesty, I was wrong, I was wrong, it's...the undead medicine made by those alchemists has problems in the first place!"

But the silent warriors on both sides stepped forward and dragged the incoherent two people down forcefully. Hou and Lu struggled hard, in a state of distress, but they still gradually moved away, with little cry.

Ying Zheng hated him deeply, could he shirk his responsibility by saying 'I don't know'?Feeling uncomfortable all over his body, he made up his mind to destroy Hou and Lu.

As for Wu Ming, the emperor looked at the young man below with a scrutinizing gaze, thinking to wait...

The screams came from outside the hall one after another, Wu Ming showed his unbearable face, but he didn't plead for mercy.

A moment later, the samurai entered with a sword and knelt down at the Highness. Drops of blood flowed from the blade to the carpet. He said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the thief has been executed."

The emperor was silent, and the blood-stained warrior was beside him, and the chill and bloody smell spread. This is killing chickens to make an example to monkeys!

The pressure in Wu Ming's heart was getting heavier and heavier. When he really stood in this position, he finally understood that it is not easy to be the leader of the Huyou Group. Fortunately, he has also experienced it in the past few years in Xianyang, and he is different from the ordinary youth in the past The chasm, not to mention the fear of death, Wu Ming survived.

I don't know how long it has passed, the superior emperor broke the silence and said: "Wizards are still not retreating, but they have something to say."

Wu Ming just breathed a sigh of relief, he bowed his hands solemnly and said: "Your Majesty, the only way to refine the elixir now is because of the lack of a key element. In fact, there is nothing wrong with the pill formula and the refining process. With one experience we will succeed."

"Failure?" Ying Zheng was surprised. He frowned. After the death of Hou and Lu, he didn't intend to investigate the authenticity of the elixir. You made an elixir, and you blew yourself up in the end? !

The emperor couldn't accept it, and said angrily: "You can understand, if the elixir is fake, then you are guilty of deceiving the emperor."

The young man smiled calmly. He had long expected that Hou Jing and the others would put the shit bowl on him. Naturally, he had to come up with a complete set of explanations. Although Ying Zheng didn't pursue it now, he still had to make the problem clear. Yes, strive to leave no disaster.

Wu Ming respectfully said: "Naturally, the humble people don't dare to deceive the king. It's because Hou and Lu don't know alchemy, and think that the refining of the undead medicine only needs manpower. They don't know that there is also a favorable time and place. The undead medicine lacks the participation of source energy. Impossible, including those pill formulas that have already failed, and the supernatural power does not appear."

Then he explained clearly the set of "yuan qi theory".

"Then I will never live forever." After hearing this, Ying Zheng frowned and said, his face was livid and quite displeased. He didn't even know whether what Wu Ming said was true, but this set of settings was very interesting. The appearance of reason left Hou Jing a few blocks away.

"No." Wu Ming cupped his hands and said to himself: "There is always a chance for the evolution of the Dao. Your Majesty only needs to promise me two things, and then I can get the elixir."

"Oh?" Ying Zheng became vigilant in his heart, but on the surface he said lightly: "What's the matter, if it can be done, I will definitely support it with all my strength."

"Firstly, if I want to be a 'National Tutor', I don't need to be in charge of any real power or affairs. All I need is for Your Majesty to write down a promise in the imperial decree that I 'have the right to control the fate of the country'." Wu Mingtu said poorly: "Secondly, ask your majesty to go to Mount Tai to enshrine Zen, and tell the emperor that Empress Tu wants to refine the medicine of immortality, so that you can refine it."

Hearing this, Yingzheng fell into deep thought. He realized that these two conditions did not require him to pay anything. Although it is a bit taboo to use the "National Fortune", it is still an illusory thing. Compared with Hou Jing and the others who want this and that, they use huge financial resources In terms of material resources and manpower, Wu Ming, the leader of alchemists, seems to ask for a very cheap price, and feels like he is prostitution for nothing.

"I don't know, but what does this country's fate have to do with refining the elixir?" the emperor asked suspiciously.

Wu Ming smiled and said: "The elixir is invalid because the source qi is not visible, and the fortune of a country can replace the source qi. It only needs to be activated through Taishan Fengchan."

This sentence is actually half-truth and half-false, Yuan Qi can be transformed into Qi Luck, and naturally the National Luck can also be refined into Yuan Qi, but this is not something that a practitioner can do, and it needs Da Luo Dian to harvest it.

Even because of the silence of the source qi in this world, even the "National Destiny" does not appear in the human world, and it is not as perverted as the dragon qi of those supernatural dynasties. Ordinary people can't even see the hope qi, let alone call it. He just left a guarantee and a backup That's all, and Taishan Fengchan is purely fooling around for his own benefit.

On the bed, Ying Zheng supported his sick body and sat up straight. He said with a faint 'oh': "The sorcerer's words are very nice, but I am afraid that I will be a Hou Jing again."

Wu Ming smiled and said: "If your majesty doesn't believe it, you can wait until I can't make the elixir to question me. Anyway, it's just an imperial decree, a matter of enshrining Zen on Mount Tai."

"And..." He paused and said, "I also have self-proving skills, but the effect is not so obvious. I wonder if Your Majesty would dare to try it."

Ying Zheng looked at the frank and sincere appearance of the young man below, and was amazed. With his ability to know people, he didn't realize that Wu Ming was lying.

The emperor's curiosity suddenly surged, and he waved his sleeves: "Then come and have a try, what the alchemist wants to do, I will cooperate."

"This technique requires me to stretch out my hand to touch His Majesty's divine court. If there is any offense, His Majesty needs a lot." Wu Ming bowed his head and said.

"Oh, it's so simple, just use it." Ying Zheng smiled. He dared to take the 'unknown elixir' for immortality, so he would not be afraid of skin contact.

"Offended." Wu Ming said in a low voice, and walked to the side of the bed in three steps and two steps. Under the curious eyes of the first emperor, he stretched out a finger and lightly tapped the center of Ying Zheng's eyebrows.

At this time, the surrounding warriors have become vigilant. In the pre-Qin period, after the three kings, the consensus among the Xias was that ghosts and gods could not harm the king, but assassins could, so they were not worried about any alchemy to assassinate the emperor, but they were afraid that Wu Ming would rise up. The heart of assassination.

These Wu Mings sensed something, but they didn't take it to heart. He closed his eyes, his eyebrows and soul trickled, spreading to the outside world, and a melting furnace emerged in the dark, and wisps of white air were aroused and passed along his fingers In the divine court of the First Emperor, this is a spiritual creature called [Bliss].

The white light flickered on the young man's fingertips, and under the watchful eyes of everyone around him, the warrior doctors were all shocked, swallowed their saliva, and called out miracles.

When transitioning to the human body, [Ultimate Bliss] was a little hindered, but fortunately, it was finally transmitted to the spirituality of the emperor.

"This is?!" Ying Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, his face was shocked, he looked at Wu Ming completely differently, and even shouted:

"Gong is a real person and a god?!"

(End of this chapter)