Uncrowned Evil Emperor

"Where's Ming Dongcheng? I want to see Ming Dongcheng."

After Lian Yang came out from behind, Feng Jueyu saw a tall and burly old man yelling there, and Feng Jueyu asked indifferently: "Who is this? Don't Doomed, dare to run to Ming's house and shout?"

When Lian Yang heard this, he wished he could find a piece of eraser immediately to block Feng Jueyu's mouth to death, dare to say anything, I think you are the one who is desperate.

In fact, Lian Yang just thought about it, how dare he really do it, and when he saw this, he pulled Feng Jueyu aside and said: "Brother, he is Cheng Mingqing, Cheng Shaojing's biological father."

"That's him?"

Don't look at Feng Jueyu's indifference to what he said, but the magical art of life and death is telling him that this old man is very skilled. Judging by his courage and momentum, he is probably not much weaker than Ming Dongcheng. My dear, why is Zhongtian City so good? How expert?I must be more careful in my actions in the future, I am afraid of Xing Kun, the key is that it is easy to hide from open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows, isn't it?

Just thinking about it, Lian Yang quickly thought of the problem, they can't let them meet, what if something happens and the old man is still not in the mansion, what should I do?

Lian Yang had an idea and said: "Brother, this old man has a bad temper. One more thing is worse than one less thing. You should hurry up and leave it to me."

"Well, that's fine, then I'll trouble you." Buliu is a fool, and Killer Fengda is not stupid and arrogant enough to have a head-on confrontation with a master whose strength is not overwhelming, so under the guidance of Director Lianyang, from The side door left the Ming Palace.

The current Feng Jueyu is no longer half a month ago. Entering and exiting Dingxin Pavilion is as casual as walking through the door of his own house. He walked to the gate of the pavilion, went to the backyard with ease, and went straight to the guest room arranged by Wang Jiutong.

Why did you enter the guest room instead of looking for Wang Jiutong?

That's because Feng Jueyu doesn't need it at all now, Wang Jiutong already regards him as his own family, and not only arranges a place for him to rest, but also arranges a place for him to sleep properly. Sometimes, the two of them have finished communicating After alchemy, Feng Jueyu would also stay overnight at Wang Jiutong's house, as long as he didn't delay instilling the spirit of death into Xing Kun, under normal circumstances no one cared whether he would go back to the Ming Mansion for the night.

But today, it happened that Wang Jiutong was not at home, so Feng Jueyu entered his own little world.

To be honest, Wang Jiutong is really good at Feng Jueyu. This room is very large, and there is a hall at the entrance, with an antique round table of eight immortals, a tea table facing the door, carved red chairs on both sides, and hanging on the top. The picture of the spring breeze sending rain with the fragrance of ink...

On the left and right of the hall, there are two side doors. After opening, one is a bedroom for rest and practice, and the one on the right is a study room full of medical classics and medicine records. Acupoints, Acupuncture and Vein Records, Detailed Interpretation of Veins, Hundreds of Herbal Medicines, Strange Records of Rare Materials, etc., etc., all the classics and miscellaneous notes related to medical skills are endless, and there are hundreds of volumes of thread-bound ancient books Neatly placed on the bookcases on the other three walls except the door side, the whole room exudes a unique atmosphere of rice paper.

After entering the room and closing the door, and opening the window with a stick, so that sunlight could shine in and enough fresh air flowed in, Feng Jueyu sat in front of the desks neatly arranged in the four rooms of the study.

Those yellowish and ink-scented classics did not arouse Feng Jueyu's interest in the slightest. This was not because Feng Jueyu Yelang was arrogant, but because he had more important things to do now.

Inside the tightly closed door, Feng Jueyu sat on the red chair in an even and stable manner, with a slight movement of his mind, he opened the Hong Yuan space, and put the scroll taken out of the longevity lock on the table.

A few days ago, Feng Jueyu was only concerned with contemplating the refining method of the Seven-color Demon Heart Pill with Wang Jiutong. He usually tried it all night for two nights. If he failed, he would summarize and analyze it. Just had this opportunity today, he planned to see what secrets were recorded in it?

Maybe it has something to do with my life experience.

Thinking like this, Feng Jueyu spread out the paper roll a little, pressed one of the sides with his hand, and slowly spread it out along the track...

Those who have passed the small note know that the note is a rectangle when spread out, but the scroll in the longevity lock is different. When Feng Jueyu opened it, he saw that the scroll was actually tapered. Spread it out slowly, showing a circular shape, and when it was completely spread out, Feng Jueyu discovered that the circular piece of paper was so thin that it was shocking.

The entire circular piece of paper is almost transparent, like the surface of a bubble, and the opposite scene can be seen from the direction where Feng Jueyu is sitting.

That’s not counting, when Feng Jueyu observed carefully for a while, after three breaths, a strange phenomenon happened...

A piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing, or even a hundred times thinner than a cicada's wing, slowly floated into the air like rootless duckweed...

That's right, it's definitely floating...

Because only the windows are open in the room, the air cannot form convection, so there is no so-called wind. When there is no wind, the paper floats into the air, even with one side facing down, like a circular screen , showing a magical side to Feng Jueyu.

"Is this something magical?"

Feng Jueyu was stunned, staring straight at the piece of paper lifted into the air, and slowly zooming in before his eyes, gray dots of light lit up on the thin paper, one, two, three... ...In the end, Feng Jueyu couldn't count how many dots of light there were on the paper, and each dot of light was as dazzling as the stars in the night sky. Starlight...

That kind of feeling is very wonderful, just like putting people in the vast and boundless starry sky, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, detached from the shackles of the world, and the whole person has been lightly reborn, and Feng Jueyu feels as if he is walking in the universe. It is an endless Milky Way, some of the bright silver spots are far away, and some are within reach.

Just like those virtual technologies in the previous life, it may make people feel like they are in an unknown field, which is extraordinarily vast and extensive...

There is a spot of light not far away, it is twice as big as the other silver star spots, and this spot is so bright that Feng Jueyu can reach out and touch it, but until he really does it Then I realized that everything in front of me was illusory, and the silver star light passed through the palm of my hand, as if it and Feng Jueyu existed in two worlds at all.

What the hell is this?

Killer Feng Da was a little confused for a while, and couldn't figure out what the piece of paper was. After going around the room twice, he confirmed that there was no prophecy or anything left in the piece of paper like some kind of fantasy novel. , walking slowly like a piece of paper.

The strange thing is, you look very obedient to the piece of paper, Feng Jueyu wanted to take him back, the piece of paper changed back to its original shape, the rolled up paper roll looked very ordinary, who would have thought that just now The stars in the room are formed by a piece of paper?

Quietly looking at the roll of paper lying on the table, Feng Jueyu was completely speechless, it seems that the things left by his uncle are a bit mysterious?

Killer Fengda who originally planned to find some means to deal with Xing Kun in the scroll of Changshousuo was a little disappointed, but after all, he didn't dare to pin all his hopes on the scroll. I can only study it when I have a chance in the future.

"I don't know when old man Wang is going?" Putting the scroll away, Killer Feng suddenly felt very bored, seeing that it was still early, and he had just filled Xing Kun with white jade beads, so he simply went to Wang Jiutong's warehouse He brought some Yanluo grass, a Qinghui branch, and two boxes of peach leaf syrup to the small courtyard.

When mentioning the three kinds of herbs, Yanluocao, Qinghuizhi, and peach leaf pulp, Feng Jueyu felt like cola. These three herbs were the materials used by Wang Jiutong to refine Baoyan Dan for some elderly women. It is said that It was Wang Jiutong who obtained the first pill prescription from a man called Chuanshi Merchant, and it was also because of Baoyan Pill that Wang Jiutong got his status today.

But even though Wang Jiutong had put in a lot of effort in Baoyan Pill, sometimes the refining didn't necessarily guarantee success, just like the day they met for the first time, wouldn't they be reimbursed by Yilu Dan?

Feng Jueyu can't be regarded as a serious Danshi now, but when he was free for a while, he started to study Baoyan Dan, which can be regarded as a bit of achievement, and in addition, he has often mixed the seven-color magic heart pill with herbal medicines recently. The work of proportioning, more or less knows a lot about the art of alchemy. In fact, in his opinion, refining Baoyan Dan couldn't be easier. He just needs to combine the medicinal properties of the three herbs, blend them into cinnabar and use them slowly. The fire will burn for a while. Of course, the difficulty lies in the Yanluo grass, and Feng Jueyu doesn't care about it.

Who can compare with him who possesses the most original aura of heaven and earth. Once the herbs are put into the furnace, no one knows better than him the medicinal properties of the herbs gradually undergoing changes through heating in the furnace.

Therefore, for Feng Jueyu, refining Baoyan Pill is not difficult, even if he wants to, he can succeed in the blink of an eye.

Anyway, it was all right, Feng Jueyu ran to the small courtyard by himself to start a fire, half an hour later, the smell of smoke and fire from burning firewood came out, he took out a piece of cinnabar, threw it into the stove and heated it until it became liquid After it accumulated at the bottom of the furnace, Feng Jueyu threw the three herbs into the furnace.

Baoyan pills are so useful that they don’t necessarily have anything to do with them, but they can make people stay young forever. The aging effect of a pill is about three years. Face, but not aging.

Of course, Baoyan Dan is not so effective. It can at most make people look seventeen or eighteen years younger, especially the older the person, the more obvious the effect. The Ganoderma lucidum came well.

But just from this point, it is enough for those old men's wives to be crazy, and most importantly, it is the easiest way for ordinary people to enter Danshi.

As far as I know, there is no pill that is easier to refine than Baoyan Pill.

Feng Jueyu turned on the furnace, started a fire, rubbed the herbs into it and began to extract the essence, and used Xuan Gong to guide the essence of the herbs to melt into the cinnabar, but he didn't notice that at this time, a person came from the Dingxin Pavilion. outsider.

As soon as this person came in, he saw someone making alchemy, and it didn't look like Wang Jiutong, because the outsider's servant told him that Wang Jiutong hadn't come back from his errands, so he was asked to go inside and wait.This made him even more puzzled, who could be making alchemy inside if it wasn't Wang Jiutong, and he looked very skilled.

The person leaned over to take a look, and his eyes barely popped out of their sockets.

"Damn it, Baoyan Pill!"

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ps: The second update on the 9th.