In fact, there was no need to wait three days. That night, Emperor Qin Shi had a constant abdominal pain after digesting the layer of "danyi" and excreted blood. Fortunately, the doctor was there at any time, and he actually recovered from the magical acupuncture.

In fact, the fireworks opened in the tripod discharged all the "heavy medicine", and the remaining residues only caused a serious illness at most.

However, the body of Emperor Qin Shi's body was already full of holes, and it was a fatal disaster. In addition, after being verified by his subordinates, Ying Zheng's murderous intent rose to the extreme, but he did not immediately order the killing of Hou Lu and the others.

Ying Zheng still has some things that he didn't understand, so he can't just listen to them. This is what the political keenness of the past told him. Perhaps the problem is not the elixir technique of Hou Lu and his two others, but the immortal medicine itself. The refined from scratch is a highly toxic thing.

This is the consequence of Wu Ming breaking the "Emperor's New Clothes", which creates a crisis of trust. No matter how beautiful the alchemist says in the future, the First Emperor will always be alert in his heart. The superstition that is broken off and it will be like that.

A few days later, Wu Ming and the other two were summoned to go to the inner palace to meet the First Emperor.

At this time, his arm stained with black ashes had been handled by the doctor, and there was no big problem. During his imprisonment, he had no shortage of food and clothing. After Wu Ming took a bath and burned incense, he sorted out his appearance and followed the eunuch to lead the way to meet Ying Zheng.

The three of them met on the way, and Hou Jing returned to his calmness. When he saw Wu Ming, he snorted coldly, leaving without even saying hello, as if he was ashamed of this person.

Wu Ming had a expressionless face, and was far behind. He observed the surroundings in obscurity, and from time to time he met rows of mighty black-armored soldiers who were parading, silent and capable, with a strong spirit. It was obvious that Ying Zheng was seriously ill in the past few days, Xianyang had been extremely alert.

However, if the First Emperor can take time to meet them, he will probably have almost finished his cultivation.

The three of them entered a side hall one after another. Wu Ming glanced at Ying Zheng on the bed, his face was a little pale and his spirit was depressed. Fortunately, there was no serious situation. He did not dare to look at it anymore and bowed immediately, and said deeply: "I despise the people to see Your Majesty."

The Marquis and Lu, who were beside him, also knelt down and kowtowed: "The criminal is to bow to Your Majesty."

The palace was silent for a moment, Wu Ming stood carelessly, the two knelt down, and several imperial doctors served on the sickbed, and two rows of warriors stood on both sides, wearing armor and axes, staring at them, making people's hearts tight.

A long time later, a majestic voice with some weakness came from the sickbed: "Get up."

Upon hearing this, Hou and Lu quickly stood up, and they found that their backs were wet without realizing it.

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

This sentence immediately made Hou Jing sweat and kill someone to death. If the ill-dead medicine is true, on the contrary, the two of them had problems with their pill-clothing skills and were suspected of deliberately framing the emperor. If the ill-dead medicine is false, then the people who were in charge of the project would be punished and committed the crime of deceiving the emperor. At this moment, the two of them finally became desperate.

Seeing the two racking their brains to make up the arguments, Wu Ming was not in a hurry because they almost poisoned Ying Zheng to death. Hou Jing still wanted to survive was just a funny thing, just to see that he chose to die.

In the field, there was a moment when Hou Jing wanted to be fierce and pulled the alchemists into the water, but he looked at Wu Ming beside him and sighed, knowing that shirking responsibility at this time would only end up in the situation of playing against each other, and he would not even be able to grasp a trace of vitality at that time.

He said with a thorn in his teeth and said, "Your Majesty's immortal medicine is true. The 'Panyi Art' of the Subject is also a secret method passed down by family, but... I just don't know if there will be any problems."

"Haha." Ying Zheng sneered and said furiously: "Hou Jing, have you treated me as a fool to fool me, come here! He was killed and executed!"

Hou Jing widened his eyes, knelt down in horror, and cried loudly: "Your Majesty, I was wrong, I was wrong, is it... it is the immortal medicine refined by those alchemists that have problems!"

But the silent warriors on both sides stepped forward and dragged the two incoherently down. Hou and Lu struggled hard, in a very embarrassing state, but gradually faded away, and the crying sound was faint.

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

As for Wu Ming, the emperor looked at the young man below, with a scrutiny look, thinking to wait a little longer...

Screams came from outside the hall one after another. Wu Ming looked unbearable, but he didn't plead, standing like a pine tree, with a majestic and unmoving temperament.

A moment later, the warrior entered with his sword and knelt on His 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 smell of slaughter and blood spread. This is to kill the chicken to warn the monkey!

Wu Ming's heart was getting more and more stressed. When he really stood in this position, he finally realized that the leader of the fooling group was not so easy to be. Fortunately, he had also experienced it in the past few years of entering Xianyang, and drew a gap with ordinary young people in the past, and was not afraid of death. Wu Ming supported it.

I don’t know how long it took, but the emperor who was promoted broke his silence and said, “The wizard and Taoist priest have not yet retreated, but there is something to say.”

Wu Ming had just breathed a sigh of relief, and he bowed, "Your Majesty, now the only thing we can do is to refine the elixir of dying. The failure before was because of the lack of a key element. In fact, there is nothing wrong with the pill recipe and the refining process. We will succeed with one experience."

"Failed?" Ying Zheng was surprised. He frowned. As Hou and Lu died, he did not intend to investigate the authenticity of the immortal medicine. He went down the stage in a daze, so he could use these alchemists to help him refine the immortal medicine. As a result, you exploded?!

The emperor couldn't accept it and said angrily: "You can figure it out. If the immortal medicine is fake, then you are the crime of deceiving the king."

The boy smiled calmly. He had long expected that Hou Jing and the others would put the shit on him, so he naturally had to come up with a complete set of explanations. Although Ying Zheng would not pursue the matter now, he had to explain the problem clearly and strive not to leave any disaster.

Wu Ming said respectfully: "The despised people naturally dare not deceive the king. It's Hou. Lu and the other two do not understand the arts. They think that refining immortal medicine only requires human power. However, they do not know that there is still the right time and place. The immortal medicine lacks the participation of the source Qi, and it is impossible to achieve it. Including those elixir recipes, they have failed and their supernatural powers are not revealed."

Then he clearly explained the statement of "Source Qi Theory".

"Then I will never have a day of immortality." Ying Zheng frowned after hearing this, his face turned pale and was quite unhappy. He didn't even know whether what Wu Ming said was true, but this setting was very reasonable, which left Hou Jing several streets apart.

"Otherwise." Wu Ming bowed and said confidently: "The evolution of the great road always has a glimmer of hope. Your Majesty only needs to promise me two things to get the immortal medicine."

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

"First, if I want to be a 'national teacher', I don't need to take charge of any real power or matters. I just need your Majesty to write a promise in the imperial edict that I have the power to control the fate of the country." Wu Mingtu said: "Secondly, I ask Your Majesty to go to Mount Tai for the Fengshan and inform the Emperor of Heaven that I want to refine the immortal medicine, so that I can refine it."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng fell into deep thought. He found that these two conditions did not require him to pay anything. Although it was a taboo to use the "national destiny", it was still an illusory thing. Compared to Hou Jing and the others who wanted this and that, and to use huge financial, material and manpower, Wu Ming, the leader of the alchemist, seemed to be asking for a very cheap price, and he felt that he was free to have sex.

"I don't know, what does this national fortune have to do with the refining of elixirs?" the emperor asked in confusion.

Wu Ming smiled and said, "The elixir fails because the source qi is not visible, and the fortune of a country can replace the source qi. It only needs to be activated by the Fengshan Mountain of Tai."

This sentence is actually half true and half false. Source Qi can be transformed into qi fortune, and the national fortune can naturally be refined into source Qi, but this is not something that the trialists can do. It is necessary for the Daluo Palace to harvest it.

Even because the source qi of this world is silent, even the "national fortune" is not revealed in the world. There is no such perverted dragon energy as those extraordinary dynasties. Not to mention calling it, ordinary people cannot even see the lookout energy. He just wants to leave a guarantee and a backup plan. The Fengshan of Mount Tai is purely a fool to seek profit for himself.

On the bed, Ying Zheng held his sick body and sat upright. He said lightly, "Wu Fangshi said it very nicely, but I am afraid that he will be another Hou Jing."

Wu Ming smiled and said, "If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can't punish me when I can't refine the elixir. Anyway, it's just an imperial edict, a matter of Fengshan Mountain."

"And..." He paused and said, "I also have magic to prove myself, but the effect is not that obvious. I wonder if Your Majesty dares to give it a try."

Ying Zheng looked at the young man below and was amazed. With his ability to recognize people, he could not tell that Wu Ming was lying.

The emperor suddenly became curious and waved his sleeves and said, "Then let's try it out. I will cooperate with the alchemist."

"This magic requires me to reach out to touch Your Majesty's divine court. If there is any offense, your Majesty will need to be a huge amount of it." Wu Ming bowed and said.

"Oh, it's so simple, just use it." Ying Zheng smiled. He dared to take the "unknown pill" for immortality, but how could he be afraid of skin contact?

"Occursed." Wu Ming whispered, and came to the edge of the bed in three steps. In the curious eyes of the First Emperor, he stretched out a finger and gently tapped Ying Zheng's eyebrows.

At this time, the warriors around were already alert. In the pre-Qin period, the three kings surrendered, and the consensus among the Xia Dynasty was that ghosts and gods could not harm the king, but assassins could, so they were not worried about any magic to assassinate the emperor, but they were afraid that Wu Ming would be assassinate.

These Wu Mings felt something, but they didn't take it to heart. He closed his eyes and his eyebrows were flowing in the heart, spreading to the outside world. In the dark, a furnace appeared, and a wisp of white energy was activated and passed along his fingers to the First Emperor's divine court. This was a spiritual object called [Pulse Bliss].

The white light flashed on the boy's fingertips. In the eyes of everyone around him, the warriors and doctors were shocked, swallowed their saliva, and called out to miracles.

When transitioning to the human body, [Purple Bliss] is slightly hindered, but fortunately it is finally passed on to the emperor's spirituality.

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

"Your Duke is a real person and a god?!"
Chapter completed!