Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Ming Dongcheng left the Ming Mansion after a few words of confession. In fact, he didn’t arrange anything at all. He just prepared the things Feng Jueyu needed, and then pushed Lian Yang to be his follower, and then slipped away. He didn't recover for a long time, until the old man left contentedly, Feng Jueyu didn't know that this girl had been planning to escape since yesterday.

Wanting to understand this, Feng Jueyu greeted the eighteen generations of Ming Dongcheng's ancestors in his heart. What kind of mansion master is this, who doesn't care about his own family's life?Just throw all the burdens on this young master's shoulders?This is too irresponsible.

The more Feng Jueyu thought about it, the angrier he became, but there was no other way, he had to do things like alchemy by himself?

why?

It's very simple, as a doctor, Feng Jueyu will naturally not give up this opportunity to get in touch with the novel skills of alchemy and pharmaceuticals. Moreover, only by doing it himself can he find Xing Kun's weakness and find a way to get rid of this threat.

In fact, Feng Jueyu's idea at the beginning was to poison Xing Kun in the process of alchemy, maybe he could directly get rid of that vicious and hateful devil without anyone noticing.But it is not so simple to poison.If you want to poison, you have to refine the seven-color magic heart pill, and at the same time, you must not let Xing Kun discover that the pill is highly poisonous.

In fact, alchemy and medicine are both the same principle. Basically, every kind of medicine has been tried hundreds of times before finding the ingredients that can be compatible. In the process, even a little bit of other ingredients are added. , it will immediately cause changes in the properties of the medicine. This is a subtle process, and there is no room for sloppy, otherwise it will only end in failure.

The same is true for alchemy. The ingredients of the seven-color magic heart pill have been determined. If some poison is added to it, it may be difficult to refine the magic heart pill?

If you can't even take out the pill, how can you poison it?

Therefore, Feng Jueyu felt that he had to try to learn alchemy himself, and then find an effective way to accomplish this feat through the special perception of the impermanence of life and death to the spirits in the world and the speculation and application of his own medical skills on pharmacology...

Putting away the list, Feng Jueyu left the Ming Mansion accompanied by Lian Yang...

Lian Yang is Ming Dongcheng's personal follower, Feng Jueyu originally planned to let Lian Yang lead the way to find Danshi in Zhongtian City, but he found out that this old man was busier than Ming Dongcheng...

"Director Lian, the Yunhe Nuanyang Jade sent by Chijiucheng has arrived. Deputy Director Liu is carrying the installation in the front yard. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Chief Manager, I found you. There has been a plague in the west city these days. Several brothers in the city defense army have become seriously ill, and two of them have died. What should we do about the family expenses? Do you want to send the sick people to Out of town?"

"Director Lian, the old servant left the house this year. They want to invite you to Zhongtian Pavilion to say goodbye to you at night. Do you have time?"

"..."

From the other courtyard where Feng Jueyu lived to the gate of the Ming Mansion, Feng Jueyu walked a few steps and stopped, and almost all of them were looking for the manager to discuss the trivial matters in the mansion. On the street, I didn't expect that after walking for half an hour, I still haven't reached the gate.

Feng Jueyu was really overwhelmed, and Lian Yang couldn't concentrate on dealing with these trivial matters, so Feng Jueyu simply stopped and said to Lian Yang: "Okay, you don't have to follow me, tell me where these people are, I'll find it myself."

After what happened the first day, Lian Yang still dared to be disrespectful to Feng Jueyu, he said: "How can this be done? The palace master said that if you have any assignments for the young master, Lian must put the young master first. How about this, young master wait a little longer, Lian will arrange others to handle these matters now."

Lian Yang now talks to Feng Jueyu in a tone of asking for instructions, because he is afraid that this master will get angry if he is unhappy. Thinking about Ming Dongcheng's cautious and cautious warning the night before, Lian Yang is afraid that he will offend this active volcano.

Feng Jueyu said displeasedly: "Okay, okay, when you're done with it, it'll be dark, how can I find someone?"

Lian Yang lowered his head in pain, not daring to say a word.

Taking out the booklet, there were not many names on it, only five or six. The name "Wang Jiutong" was written on the top, and a special circle was marked on the back with red ink.

Feng Jueyu showed the brochure to Lian Yang, and asked, "Which of these Danshi is the most powerful? Tell me where they live..."

Lian Yang went over to take a glance, and immediately pointed to Wang Jiutong: "Here, Mr. Wang Jiutong, who has been immersed in medicine for [-] years, is a well-known Danshi in Zhongtian City. He lives not far from here. In the Heart Pavilion."

"Heart Pavilion?"

"Well, you can see it after going out from the gate and crossing three streets to the east."

"Okay, go get busy, I'll go by myself..."

Lian Yang was afraid that Feng Jueyu would not understand Wang Jiutong's character, so he hurriedly said: "When you go, you can give this thing to Mr. Wang, he will understand it at a glance."

What Lian Yang took out was an exquisite wooden plaque, very small and thin, with the word "Ming" engraved on it, and the four sides were plated with gold wire, presumably it was something like a keepsake.

After putting away the wooden plaque of the Ming Mansion, Feng Jueyu left the Ming Mansion...

Because of the wooden sign, no one stopped him along the way, and just now Lian Yang accompanied Feng Jueyu for a while, many servants saw this "honored guest" in the Ming Mansion, and they dared not disturb him.

Dingxin Pavilion is indeed not far from the Ming Mansion, Feng Jueyu actually doesn't know that Dingxin Pavilion is also the property of his family, this big courtyard with three entrances and three exits is a gift from Ming Dongcheng to Wang Jiutong.

When we arrived at the door of Dingxin Pavilion, two servants in green clothes and hats were guarding the door. Feng Jueyu walked over directly: "Excuse me, is this the residence of Mr. Wang? I have something to ask." Pulled out.

The two servants in front of the door just showed a little displeased expression, but they were stunned when they saw the wooden sign engraved with Ming Fu.

"Wait a minute, the old man is busy making alchemy, I'll go in and let the old man see you..." The young servant's words were extremely polite, it seems that the wooden plaque of the Ming Palace played a huge role, otherwise, Feng Jueyu I can imagine how ugly things will be said behind that face that just showed a snort.

After waiting outside for a while, the servant finally ran out: "Brother, please..."

It seems that Wang Jiutong agreed, and Feng Jueyu was very happy, at least this time he didn't suffer any trouble...

Following the boy into the Dingxin Pavilion, the huge yard made Feng Jueyu's eyes shine. The yard was not planted with bright, dazzling and colorful flowers from ordinary dignitaries, but herbs that could not be named. Thanks to Feng Jueyu He practiced the magical art of impermanence of life and death, and the aura of life swept slowly across the yard, and he could also discover the characteristics of these medicinal materials, even the year.

What surprised him was that there were a few cold and strong herbs in it that had reached a terrifying hundred years.

How old is Wang Jiutong? It is said that he is in his early 90s. That is to say, many medicinal materials here are transplanted from various places, and they are planted in the front yard so commonly. It seems that Wang Jiutong is really proficient in medicine. In his eyes, several hundred-year-old medicinal materials are not important at all.

Not long after, Feng Jueyu came to the backyard. It was the hot summer weather, but when he arrived in the backyard, it was enveloped by a thicker scorching heat. Feng Jueyu was almost suffocated for a while. He took a closer look and saw a huge In the pavilion, there is a raging fire that is burning a strange stove that is as tall as half a person.

Feng Jueyu knows that this thing is called a tripod, also known as a furnace. It has four little feet on the ground, supporting a round furnace hall. Dan Wan.Then it slowly shrinks upwards, forming a circular air duct, and two small tube-like air ducts on both sides are spraying out blazing hot air.

Because of this stove, the temperature of the whole yard climbed again and again, and everyone in the yard was sweating profusely. From time to time, they would raise their hands to wipe the sweat that slid off their foreheads, but no one would say even a word.

Next to the stove, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy dressed as a child is holding a big plantain fan and fanning it vigorously. His movements are fast and slow, adjusting the intensity of the flame from time to time according to the change of the color intensity of the purple pellets.

With the mutual conversion between simmer and high fire, the pills in the stove are constantly shrinking and expanding, and the color changes again and again.

When they arrived at the yard, the servant stopped talking, and politely made a gesture of please to let Feng Jueyu stand where he was, and then retreated.

On the opposite side of the pavilion is a main hall without a door, which is open to the outside. There are two four-legged wooden chairs at the entrance, and a tea table in the middle. A fat old man with gray hair is sitting on the chair and drinking tea while Observe the changes in the furnace.

Diagonally across from him stood a luxuriously dressed young man, with an impatient look on his face, but he didn't show too much, using a folding fan desperately to enjoy the cool air.

However, this yard is very open, and it is not as good as the yard full of trees and herbs when we entered the door, and there was no place for shade. The sun in the sky was so fierce, and the heat from the stove in the yard was so hot that the young man fanned it desperately. The fan didn't bring much cool wind, but fanning it desperately increased the speed at which he was sweating profusely.

"This is alchemy!" Feng Jueyu quickly turned his attention to the burning red furnace.

Alchemy, from Feng Jueyu's point of view, is only a legendary skill. I didn't expect that there are people in this world who can do alchemy. Looking at the old man's appearance, he is probably one of the few alchemy kings in Zhongtian City. how is it

"It's almost there, Wang Huo."

At this moment, the hale and hale eyes of the old man with the old god flashed suddenly, he suddenly stood up from the chair, strode to the side of the stove, ignored the hotness of the stove, opened the stove cover and threw a few herbs into it , and followed the two palms to stick to the furnace, and with a sound, the temperature of the furnace rose to a higher level.

"Plus the fire!"

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ps: The first update on the 5th.