Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 36 Can a small sect produce elixir?

"A sin!"

Looking at the Fengqing Gate that had been dismantled in half and the empty hall, the suzerain Yun Qingfeng's eyes were darkened, he clutched his heart, staggered back a few steps, and almost fell to the ground, his entire beard trembling !

"Which little bastard knocked down the gate?"

"The gate of the sect is the face of a sect, is it for you to use it like this?"

"He actually dismantled Rong directly?! Even if it is used, it has to be counted as my task!"

Facing Yun Qingfeng's words, not many people listened to them at all.

The originally spacious square in front of Fengqing Gate has now been turned into a construction site for casting an alchemy furnace.

In the hot casting site, there are countless smelting equipment.

Numerous disciples of the Fengqing Sect were working hard with their faces facing the loess and their backs facing the sky almost day and night!

Those who cut trees cut trees, those who collect materials collect materials, and those who look for medicine look for medicine.
Everyone tried their best to suck the milk!
As for the leaving, coolie, disobedience mentioned earlier.
Who is that?
Did I say that?
It's not me anyway.

Even the great elder of the sect, the majestic existence of the second heaven of foundation building, took off his clothes and shirtless, holding a fire fan in his hand, and quenched the furnace vigorously, his white beard almost burned up!
But even so, he was still extremely excited!

"The temperature required for the pill fire in this pill furnace, no one can light it except the old man!"

"One of the ten people with the greatest contribution has an old man, so there shouldn't be any problem!"

That's right!

Among the ten people, people from all sects were included!
Even if Yun Qingfeng and the Great Elder want to learn the sword art, they have to complete the task by themselves!

Seeing that all the great elders of the Zongmen went down in person, the whole Fengqingmen became more and more frenzied!

In this frenzied atmosphere, in just three days, a quaint, solemn prototype of a huge bronze tripod with the height of several people appeared on the square of Fengqingmen!
It has a square tripod with four ears, supported by six legs, and a huge lid covering the top of the alchemy furnace. Its body surface is engraved with various mysterious lines, which makes people dizzy when viewed from a distance.

In addition, many small utensils that assist in alchemy have also been forged in sevens and eights!
The prepared alchemy materials have already piled up almost like a mountain!
Seeing this scene, even Zhao Tuo, who made all the plans, was a little surprised!

"So soon?"

"It seems that His Royal Highness's plan can be completed a few days in advance."

In Fengqingmen, nearly a hundred disciples worked hard day and night, and a grand and simple alchemy furnace gradually appeared in the mountain gate.

With the gradual completion of the alchemy furnace and the gradual completion of the second wonder ruins, many forces near Xianyang have also inquired about what happened here at Fengqingmen.
"Hey! Have you heard? Recently, there seems to be a sect that specializes in buying all kinds of herbs!"

"Buy all kinds of herbs? Are you talking about Fengqingmen?"

"Fengqingmen? Which sect is this?"

"It's the one in the mountain ditch on Shandong head to the west of Xianyang."

"I remember! It seems that a few years ago, there was a Foundation Establishment Third Heaven in this sect? What are they doing?"

"Hey, what else can I do? I want a elixir."

"Refining elixir? Hahaha, is this small school crazy? Warlocks who can make alchemy are so precious. I remember that it is a third-rate small school that is very reluctant, right? How could it be possible to refine the elixir, let alone the elixir! "

"Who knows, I heard that they still make a decent job."

with the passage of time.

Not only among the Zongmen forces near Xianyang, but also in Xianyang City, many rumors have spread. Many shops along the street know that there is a Zongmen recently and they are buying medicinal materials aggressively.

And in Xianyang Imperial City, Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang, the Empress Dowager, also heard about it.
"Oh?"

"Fengqingmen?"

"Peerless elixir?"

In the majestic Empress Dowager's Palace, Mrs. Huayang was holding information from the frontline military situation of Zhao and Chu. She listened to the spies' answers with a calm expression.

"What did I think it was? It turns out that it's a small sect that can't even be counted as a third-rate. Remember the highest level, it's just a person who built the foundation and the third heaven?"

"Your Majesty is wise, this person's name is Yun Qingfeng, and he stepped into the Third Heaven of Foundation Establishment a year ago." The spy replied respectfully.

"Heh, what kind of elixir can they practice?" Slowly spreading the bamboo slips, looking at the battle report from the front, Mrs. Huayang said calmly, "Idiots are talking about dreams."

Compared to Mrs. Huayang who didn't take it seriously at all, Lu Buwei was a little surprised after hearing the information about Fengqingmen here.

But soon he shook his head and laughed.

"Hehe, just because they still want to refine the elixir?"

"In the entire Great Qin, there are very few warlocks who can make alchemy. What can a small sect that is not well-known can make?"

And beside Lu Buwei, sat a young man who looked to be in his twenties. He was tall and handsome, and his gestures gave off a gentle and elegant feeling.

"National Prime Minister, do you want to send someone to inquire?"

"No need." Lu Buwei waved his hand, and there was a deep light in his eyes under his full head of white hair: "The most important thing now is military power. The fronts of Zhao and Chu have been extended for too long, which has caused our Xianyang side to There is already a shortage of manpower. How is the situation at Zheng'er? Is there anything unusual these days?"

The spy replied respectfully: "Reporting to the Prime Minister, there is nothing unusual about His Highness Gong Zizheng."

Lu Buwei nodded slightly.

"It seems that although Quan Yangjun's beating a few days ago was not very smooth, it was not in vain."

"It's good to be honest, but if something really happens, it will be quite troublesome."

He said calmly, but at this moment, Lu Buwei was somewhat puzzled, because until now, he had never discovered where Ying Zheng's force that could kill Mi Qing came from.

However, after a short thought, Lu Buwei gave up the idea of ​​continuing to think.

After all, in the huge officialdom of the Great Qin Dynasty, the military value of a mere person is nothing at all. Even if he is the future King of the Great Qin Dynasty, it will not help at all. The real competition is still their own power and authority.

With a body of force but no authority, he can only be reduced to a puppet in the end.

And even if Ying Zheng's force value is high, so what?In front of real Qi refiners and alchemists, there is no threat at all
Thinking silently, Lu Buwei spread out the bamboo slips of Zhao and Chu's front-line battles again, and studied how to infiltrate and prevent Mrs. Huayang from continuing to infiltrate many forces in the Qin military.
(End of this chapter)