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

Chapter 41 Buried in the ground, let the years baptize

"Reporting to Your Highness, this is the elixir that has been cultivated."

In the quiet study room, Ying Zheng was holding a jade box containing six pills that had just been refined.

These six elixirs are about the size of a thumb at every moment, they are not black, and not all of them are whole. It's an elixir, even if it's a charcoal ball, no one will doubt it.

Zhao Tuo knelt down and swallowed hard, feeling uneasy.

Although Ying Zheng had told him before refining the elixir that he only needed to practice it to look like a elixir, but after he actually practiced it, he was still a little nervous.

but
There is really no other way, the alchemy given by His Royal Highness, it is completely impossible to practice the elixir!
He took the entire Fengqingmen to refine it day and night for nearly ten days, and it became a pill in just one furnace!

Others are either burned into charcoal or turned into smoke.
It's not that they didn't try to knead the medicinal liquid into a elixir and then go in to refine it, but it still didn't take shape.
Kneeling on the ground, Zhao Tuo waited like this, but looking at the elixir in his hand, Ying Zheng didn't have much thought.

In fact, in this alchemy ceremony, what Yingzheng was interested in was not the so-called elixir at all, but the 'process of alchemy'.

Compared with the final alchemy, the furnace forged during alchemy, the waste alchemy produced, various medicinal materials, wood, and traces.
Wait, wait, everything is very important.

With these traces of true alchemy, future generations will be truly shocked, believed, and suspicious
As for the final Cheng Dan?
Ying Zheng looked at the few black pills in his hand, and closed the lid with a snap.

Anyway, as long as future generations believe it, even if it is a mud pill, it will turn into a real elixir
"very good."

"I have engraved many jade inscriptions, and many deeds are recorded on them."

"When you return to Fengqingmen, take them with you, and search for a quiet place near Fengqingmen or Xianyang, and take the alchemy furnace of this alchemy ceremony, as well as many traces and leftovers of alchemy. The medicinal materials, utensils, etc., etc., are all searched for one place and buried in the ground."

Shaking his hands and throwing the jade box to Zhao Tuo, Ying Zheng spoke calmly.

"As for this batch of pills, let's bury them together."

Zhao Tuo: "???"

Taking the jade box carefully, Zhao Tuo was stunned for a moment, and buried it in the ground?What's the point?
It took a lot of manpower and material resources, but the result turned out to be like this in the end?
Zhao Tuo was very puzzled, but he didn't say much after all, but respectfully put the jade box into his pocket and replied respectfully.

"Yes."

"The remaining five copies of the Deadwood Sword Art should also be distributed."

"Yes. I would like to follow His Royal Highness's instructions."

After Gong Sheng answered, Zhao Tuo's figure gradually disappeared into the study.

After Zhao Tuo left, Ying Zheng got up and turned off the lights, and slowly sat cross-legged on the bed in the study.

The sharp Ding Qin sword was placed on his knees just like that.

'clank~'

Clanking and clanging sword sounds echoed in the room, and accompanied by faint sounds of sword sounds, the aura of heaven and earth in the entire room began to fluctuate regularly.

The full moon is in the sky, the night is in the eyes, and the colorful heaven and earth aura that cannot be detected by the naked eye, along with the operation of the dead wood sword art, continuously flows into Yingzheng's body, constantly strengthening Yingzheng's physique.
Time passed by, the full moon in the distance gradually dimmed, and an imperceptible white belly appeared on the horizon.

And just as Ying Zheng continued to practice cross-legged, silently comprehending the Dead Wood Sword Art,
In the distance of the room, a black shadow flickered suddenly.

Ying Zheng closed his eyes, but spoke calmly.

"what's up."

Soi Ying knelt on one knee respectfully, it was one of his three remaining confidants.

"Reporting to Your Highness, I have just received news that the situation on the border between Zhao and Chu has eased. There seems to be some problems with Xiang Yan, the general of Chu, and he is unwilling to continue to waste, so he retreated. .”

"It's the same with Zhao Guo."

"Nowadays, the friction on the border has decreased a lot. Wang Jian and General Meng Ao are gradually preparing to withdraw their troops again."

"And just now, Lu Buwei and the Empress Dowager Huayang's side issued invitations at the same time to hold a banquet today. All the people invited were important officials of the Great Qin Army, including Wang Jian and Meng Meng. General Ao."

"And the content of the parliament seems to be to re-draft the enthronement ceremony for you."

The shadow attendant spoke respectfully.

"I see." Ying Zheng replied.

The shadow attendant saluted respectfully, and then his figure slowly dissipated.

Dark clouds obscured the full moon.

The cold radiance dissipated between heaven and earth.

Ying Zheng was silent.

After the friction is over, Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang are preparing to re-draft the enthronement ceremony, which means that the military infiltration of the two mountains has temporarily ended.

The original rivalry has also been reduced a lot, and the attention that was originally focused on Zhao and Chu has also returned to the country.

This also means that his loose days are over.

In the future, if you want to build wonders and ruins so easily, I'm afraid it will not be so simple.

Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang are destined to devote most of their energy to dealing with him.

Killing Mi Qing that time did show his tough attitude, but it also attracted the attention of Mrs. Lu Buwei Huayang.

Especially Mrs. Huayang.

After killing Mi Qing, she never mentioned this matter, as if it never existed at all.

But the more silent he was, Ying Zheng knew that things would not be so simple.

As one of the most powerful forces in Great Qin, the power controlled by Madam Huayang is several times that of Ying Zheng.

Although Yingzheng already has six Foundation Establishment Realm figures in his hands, there are bound to be only a few more on Mrs. Huayang's side.

Not to mention anything else, according to his investigations in the past few days, the four major forces of ink, soldiers, agriculture, and miscellaneous are extremely famous even among hundreds of schools of thought, and they are all related to Mrs. Huayang and the Mi family behind her. There is a certain connection.

Not to mention Lu Buwei who is backed by Taoists, Legalists, and even Strategists
Silent.

The night like ink sprinkled in the room.

The full moon has passed, and the great day has not yet come. The quiet and deep like black velvet enveloped the entire hall, and the bamboo slips and books recorded the thick history, silent in the darkness.

There was only slight breathing in the room.

After a long time, when the first rays of sunlight rose from a distance, Ying Zheng slowly opened his eyes.

"The rain is coming"

"hope."

"This time, the relic of the spectacle will be available in time."

"Bury it in the ground, just wait for the years to baptize it."

(End of this chapter)