Strange Longevity: Starting from Alchemy for the First Emperor

Chapter 94 Burning to worship the heavens, the rebel army King Chen (read more!)

"Brother Luo, I'm really fine."

Qing Ya smiled.

"I just suffered some wind and cold recently, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

Luo Zhiyu frowned, then looked at Yun Xi again.

"After leaving the city, I have to ask the little genius doctor to prescribe some decoction for the princess."

"Among the people who responded outside the city were carrying medicine boxes, which can be used by the little genius doctor."

Yun Xi nodded, narrowing her eyes slightly to size up Qing Ya, a see-through smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I'm not going back to Yaowang Valley, I'll go to Qingguo with you."

A sudden sentence stunned Luo Zhiyu.

"Little genius doctor, we were going to raise troops to fight against the enemy. What's the matter with you? Swords have no eyes on the battlefield. If this accidentally makes you lose arms and legs, Yao Wanggu will ask me, I can't afford it."

Luo Zhiyu quickly waved his hand and refused.

"I'm a genius doctor anyway, with me following you, your chances of survival are even greater!"

Yun Xi hummed.

"Anyway, if I don't leave, I'll just follow Sister Qingya. Sister Qingya is a woman with such a body. If there is no doctor to take care of her, there is no guarantee that something will happen."

There is something in this sentence.

Luo Zhiyu didn't understand, but Qingya figured out the way.

Cheeks, could not help but a little red.

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into the night.

Dengxianlou, a small courtyard.

Xiaobai was sitting on the sycamore tree, flicking the ice-blue peach-heart arrow tail, holding a golden squirrel in his mouth. The golden squirrel no longer struggled, and his eyes were full of despair.

"Dragon blood ginseng."

Chu Ci opened the wooden box Yunxi gave him, and inside was a palm-sized blood-colored ginseng.

Life-saving magic medicine has a price but no market.

"This little girl really treats me like a father."

These days, Chu Ci only taught Yun Xi the trick of "flying needles with flowers" and a few sets of simple needles.

One, it was to test Yun Xi's medical talent.

Second, it is also to see how this little girl's temperament is.

Judging from the past half a year, Yunxi has done a good job. When we meet again next time, Chu Ci can rest assured to pass on the "Shennong Pharmacopoeia" to Yunxi, fulfilling the last wish of Su Feng, the king of medicine.

As soon as he raised his hand, Chu Ci took the wooden stick resting by the tree into his hand.

The long night is long, practice the sword to save it.

He had a premonition that on the day when he was completely enlightened, that shocking sword would be born.

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Climbing to Xianlou, the fourth floor.

Shao Si ordered to stand on the watchtower, the wind blowing the hem of his skirt and the purple veil covering his face.

Her current state is obviously much better than half a decade ago.

"Young Master, more than [-]% of the people we placed in Dengxian Tower were removed within half a month."

Ah Qiang, who was wearing a white board mask, stood beside him and said in a concentrated voice.

"During these days, all missions that are dangerous and fatal have been sent to us to perform."

"Did Yun Zhongjun notice something?"

Listening to A Qiang's words, Shao Si Ming didn't say anything, but just looked at Qing Ye.

She is a little confused.

After several years of layout in Dengxian Tower, it was nothing in the end.

Originally thought it was a winning chess piece, but turned out to be the opponent's chess piece instead.

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Climbing to Xianlou, the fifth floor.

On the brocade couch with clusters of flowers, blue silk is scattered casually, and she is wearing a gauze mist skirt, and her enchanting figure is looming.

An old woman, Fan Xia, Lord of Youyin, stood by the brocade couch.

"Your Majesty, [-]% of the people who are young commanders have been removed, do you want to continue?"

"Stop first."

Yun Zhongjun held the blue silk in his hand, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Only by setting a long line can you catch big fish."

"Ji Xinyi is just a bait, the old guy behind her is the big fish."

The old woman Fan Xia bowed slightly.

"Yes."

It can be known from a few words that Jun Yunzhong knew the true identity of Shao Siming a long time ago.

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Night, passing by.

The next day, the Eastern Golden Crow and the warm sun are rising.

Lieyang Palace, dedicated to the Temple of Heaven.

The banners of the Great Winning Black Dragon fluttered, the imperial guards stood in armor, and all the officials, princes and generals stood neatly in front of the Temple of Heaven.

On the Temple of Heaven, the majestic throne, the first emperor Yu Zhenggao in a black gold emperor robe sat, his eyes fell on the altar cast in front of him.

It is said to be an altar, but it is actually a stone pillar standing in the middle of a big pit, which looks very much like BJ's old hot pot.

Chu Ci was not in the line of ministers, but stood alone on the left side of the altar.

With a tall and straight figure, wearing a tunic like the wind, wearing an onmyoji robe, and a copper-red mask specially used for sacrifices, all the ministers' eyes were on Chu Ci, with doubts, surprises, and guesses.

This kind of gaze also appeared in the eyes of Prime Minister Li Quan and Lang Zhongling Gaoyao, as well as Wuhou Baigui and Yonghou Leijie, who stood on the top of Yingting Temple.

'Climb to the East Emperor of Xianlou. '

This name, on this day, was engraved in the hearts of these temple ministers.

'Thanks to a mask. '

Chu Ci's eyes swept over these ministers, and they also glanced at the first emperor on the emperor's throne. On the left and right of the first emperor, each gave a seat.

The national teacher Feng Qiwu, the immortal teacher Yun Zhongjun.

"The grand ceremony... starts!"

With a long sound sounded.

The sounds of horns and bells sounded in unison.

I saw a prison cart, with the sound of chains rattling, being slowly pushed up to the Temple of Heaven Square.

The leader of the rebel army in the Dameng Township Uprising, King Chen.

’ In this ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven with fire, the sacrifice of living beings was used to sacrifice to the rebel army, King Chen. '

Standing on the left side of the altar brazier, Chu Ci watched indifferently as King Chen was dragged out of the prison cart. His hands and feet were shackled with weights of [-] jin. Step by step, he stepped into the center of the altar and was bound to the stone pillar.

Take a closer look.

This King of Weeds, who started the incident in Dameng Township, is seven feet tall, has resolute features, a sloppy beard, messy long hair, and bloodstains all over his body, but there is no trace of fear in his eyes, and he stares fiercely at the throne Yu Zheng above.

Chu Ci had no doubts that if this guy was given a watermelon knife now, he would be able to kill hundreds of officials and ministers with the watermelon knife and go straight to Shihuang Yuzheng.

Humming buzzing...!
The voice of prestige hummed again.

"Fire... start!"

Chu Ci knew that it was time to do it himself.

All he had to do today was light a fire for the altar.

The world of today is definitely not the world of a few years ago.

The old clans of various countries, such as Luo Zhiyu, are all ready to go, and will never shrink back because of the death of King Chen. Even when the news of King Chen's death spreads, instead of acting as a deterrent, it will be like falling into hay. The sparks in the pile are like sparks, burning violently.

Chu Ci can think of this, it is impossible for these temple ministers, let alone the first emperor Yuzheng.

There is only one answer, and that is the self-confidence of the first emperor, Yuzheng. As an eternal emperor who swept Liuhe and ruled the world, Yuzheng didn't care about those "rebels". He wanted to announce something to the whole world.

Rebellion is up to you, I will crush it.

The fire that Chu Ci will light is not only a fire that burns the life of King Chen, but also a fire that ignites the world.

'Um? '

Under the attention of all the people, just when Chu Ci was about to start the fire with alchemy.

On the luminous panel in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the column belonging to the "most hated person" is slightly illuminated, but the name is not displayed.

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