Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

"Master, do you mean that I can go in?" Xiang Yu was a little flattered. He thought he would never have the chance to see Yang Ling again.

"I still need your help, you must come in!" Yang Ling responded with a smile. What he was going to do next still required their help, and Ying Zheng and Fu Su were of noble status, so they could only provide limited help.

When Xu Fu entered the palace, Ying Zheng and Fusu were both surprised, because they had just learned that the bloody rain had come again and no one dared to go out.

"Has Lord Xu Fu been able to resist the erosion of the blood rain?" Fusu looked at Xu Fu in disbelief and asked.

"No!" Xu Fu shook his head without hesitation, then looked up at the two and said, "Your Majesty the First Emperor and Master Fusu, please follow me to the Master now!"

"What did you say?" Ying Zheng didn't even bother to look at the memorial in his hand. He stood up and asked uncertainly, "Does the master want to see us?"

"That's right, so please move faster!" Xu Fu nodded gently in response, his tone was not polite but respectful. After all, he was a person deeply influenced by feudal ideas, and his respect for the emperor and the royal family was deep in his bones.

"Let's go now!" Ying Zheng didn't even bother to change his clothes. He just pulled Fusu and urged him, "Let's go quickly. Don't let the master wait for us!"

When they were not in court, Ying Zheng and Fusu usually stayed together in casual clothes, so even if they didn't change their clothes and went out of the palace to see Yang Ling, they would not be discovered.

When the generals of Heibingtai saw Ying Zheng pulling Fusu out, they thought something had happened inside and rushed forward with their swords.

"Don't block the way. Give the order and go to the master's house now!" Ying Zheng raised his hand and pushed the general of Heibingtai away, and at the same time ordered Heibingtai to follow him.

"Yes, His Majesty the First Emperor..." Before the generals of the Black Ice Platform understood what they were supposed to do, Ying Zheng and Fusu had already run out. He could only obey the order respectfully and ordered the people of the Black Ice Platform to follow them.

At the same time as Ying Zheng and Fusu left, Xu Fu's figure also disappeared in the hall, which did not attract anyone's attention.

When Ying Zheng and Fusu arrived at the gate of Yang Ling's residence, the person who came out to open the door was Xu Fu.

There is no need to guess, as he used the art of flying to arrive one step ahead of Ying Zheng and Fusu.

However, even if they knew, they would not care. After all, they are disciples of the master, and it is normal for them to come back and report after completing the master's task.

"Master, please come in!" Xu Fu stretched out his hand and led the two people towards where Yang Ling was.

At this time, Yang Ling was making tea to entertain Xiang Yu and Rong'er. The tea here was sent by Fusu.

Although Fusu knew that Yang Ling was not particular about this, he was still very serious when making the arrangements.

He has always attached great importance to the affairs of the masters, and even if the masters don't care, he always puts them first.

Ying Zheng and Fusu were the same in this respect, as could be seen from the solemn and anxious looks they showed every time they met Yang Ling.

Rong'er took a sip of the tea in the cup, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but say: "The tea is top-grade Snow Top Silver Needle, but this water..."

"It was pulled from the well in the backyard!"

Hearing Rong'er's words, Yang Ling smiled and responded proactively.

He really didn't care much about things like tea, so it didn't matter what kind of water he used.

Most people can't tell whether a drink is good or bad, but Yang Ling forgot that Rong'er is gifted in this area, so her taste and ability are naturally extraordinary.

"The snow-capped silver needles should be paired with the dew before dawn. Slowly boil over low heat to extract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained in the dew and silver needles, and it will be a cup of natural spiritual tea!" Rong'er looked up at Yang Ling with a smile on her face and continued, "If you find it troublesome, Rong'er is willing to collect dew every day to make tea for you!"

"I'm not sure about these..." Yang Ling didn't want to trouble Rong'er to do these things, but before he finished speaking, he saw the expectation in Rong'er's eyes. He could only nod and say, "Rong'er, if you don't mind the trouble, go ahead and do it!"

"Thank you, sir. Rong'er will let you taste the spiritual tea as soon as possible!" Hearing that Yang Ling agreed to her request, Rong'er's smile became even brighter.

Fusu, who had just walked in, stood there in a trance, almost forgetting to salute. It was only when Ying Zheng whispered a reminder that he reacted.

"Greetings, Master!" The two of them bowed together and saluted until they saw Yang Ling waving his hand for them to stand up, then they stepped forward.

Xu Fu had already placed the chairs, and Yang Ling said, "Please take a seat!"

"Thank you, master!" Ying Zheng and Fusu responded in unison again.

Seeing the two people appear, Rong'er narrowed her eyes slightly, stood up calmly and walked behind Yang Ling. Yang Ling didn't understand what she meant, but he didn't stop her.

Rong'er is his own person, this is his place, and naturally it is also Rong'er's home. He can do whatever makes him feel comfortable at home.

"What are your plans regarding the bloody rain in Xianyang City?" Yang Ling put down the cup in his hand, looked at Ying Zheng and Fusu and asked.

The bloody rain in Xianyang City had a lot to do with him, and it might even have been caused by him. This time, so many innocent people were harmed, and Yang Ling's cause and effect had already been formed, and he still wanted to resolve this cause and effect as soon as possible.

When Yang Ling and his companions went to Donghuang Mountain, the first bloody rain occurred in Xianyang City. Ying Zheng and Fusu did not think of a solution at that time, so they could only pin their hopes on Yang Ling.

Afterwards, Yang Ling and Xu Fu came back and didn't stay in Xianyang City for long. Yang Ling went to the eastern suburbs to collect herbs after leaving the city, and only came back now. Even if they wanted to discuss a solution to the bloody rain, they had no chance.

Yang Ling had no idea that a bloody rain had already fallen in Xianyang City, so he went into seclusion after returning, and left Xianyang City after coming out of seclusion.

"In response to the master's words, Xianyang City has encountered bloody rain twice, and the situation was extremely tragic. Even the many masters in the Great Qin Palace were powerless. We are just about to ask you for advice on this!"

Fusu stepped forward, first bowed deeply to Yang Ling, and then spoke respectfully.

Yang Ling had long anticipated the possible answers from the father and son. He was not surprised to hear Fusu say this. He just waved his hand gently, motioning Fusu to sit back in his seat.

Fusu nodded slightly and returned to his seat quietly. His behavior revealed an impeccable upbringing, which many people could not match. However, as the future emperor of the Qin Empire, he still had some airs that were difficult to remove. This air was cultivated from Ying Zheng and was difficult to change easily.

Because of this, although Yang Ling understood all of this, he was unwilling to entrust important matters to them, nor did he intend to have a close relationship with them.

"The bloody rain in Xianyang City may be related to the East Wasteland Mountain. You should dispatch personnel to start from the east gate of Xianyang City and dig a passage to the East Wasteland Mountain. The deeper the better."

Yang Ling picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and gave instructions calmly.

When the bloody rain first descended on Xianyang City, it was when they triggered the sacrificial formation of the God Dili Shiva in the East Desert Mountain. It was hard for Yang Ling to believe that the bloody rain had nothing to do with the God Dili Shiva.

Therefore, in order to fundamentally solve the bloody rain in Xianyang City, it is necessary to find out the connection between the Dili Shiva sacrificial formation on Donghuang Mountain and Xianyang City and cut it off, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Yang Ling knew this very well, as did Xu Fu, but Ying Zheng and Fusu knew nothing about it. They had never set foot on the East Wasteland Mountain, let alone seen the Dili Shiva Sacrifice Formation, so naturally they had no idea.

“We will do our best to carry out your instructions, Master. However, there is one thing I don’t understand. Please enlighten me.” Ying Zheng stood up and bowed to Yang Ling with an extremely respectful look, like a disciple seeking knowledge.

Rong Er, who was standing next to Yang Ling, had a flash of surprise in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it. Most of the people present were focused on Yang Ling and Ying Zheng, so no one noticed the change in the little girl's expression.

"please say."

Yang Ling raised his chin slightly and gestured.

"Yes."

Ying Zheng's attitude was still respectful, without any trace of the majesty of the killer tyrant that was rumored by the outside world. He was even surrounded by a faint golden light, which made him look quite immortal.

Yang Ling also noticed this and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked, "Your cultivation is improving very quickly! Have you had any adventures recently?"

He remembered that when he and Xu Fu had just come out of the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain, Ying Zheng's cultivation was not as fast as Fusu's.

Now, after not seeing each other for more than half a month, Ying Zheng's strength has surpassed Fusu, and even Xu Fu is no match for him.

"In reply to your words, Master, I was facing a bottleneck when you returned. Recently, I had the honor of being close to you and feeling the aura of the Great Dao in you, which allowed me to break through."

Talking about this, Ying Zheng's eyes were full of excitement and gratitude. Everything he said was true, and this time he was able to achieve such a big breakthrough, all thanks to Yang Ling.

When Yang Ling and Xu Fu just came out of the Kunlun Mountain Secret Realm, Ying Zheng and Fusu saw them. Although Yang Ling and Xu Fu looked exhausted at that time, the power of the Great Dao they had realized in the Kunlun Mountain Secret Realm permeated their bodies.

Ying Zheng had already encountered a bottleneck. He made rapid progress in practicing the Human Emperor Technique taught by Yang Ling, but he lacked an opponent. Fusu and he had different cultivation paths, so the two could not have an in-depth exchange of experiences, and he could only comprehend on his own.

However, although the world had changed over the past twelve years, the changes had not been rapid enough for him to make a breakthrough.

This was still a familiar place to him, and he was surrounded by familiar people, but he could not achieve a breakthrough with just these.

This situation was not broken until Yang Ling showed up. Ying Zheng felt the power of the Great Dao in Yang Ling, and broke through three realms in succession that night. Now his strength is vaguely equal to Rong Er's.

Ying Zheng had been suppressed for a long time, and this time he was able to break through three realms in a row due to the power of the Great Dao, which was also his own good fortune. Therefore, Yang Ling did not take credit for it.

"This is the result of your own dedicated practice. It has nothing to do with me."

After Yang Ling finished speaking, he seemed to be worried that Ying Zheng would continue to be polite, so he continued: "Now tell me your problem."

Yang Ling knew all about Ying Zheng's speculation, because he cleared himself of the matter with just one sentence. But Ying Zheng's breakthrough, whether from the perspective of the Emperor's technique or the aura of the Great Dao, was inseparable from Yang Ling's contribution. Ying Zheng knew clearly that this was not just a polite remark.

However, having said that, Yang Ling was unwilling to let him continue speaking, so Ying Zheng naturally had to hurry up and ask questions to avoid upsetting Yang Ling and getting kicked out, which would be counterproductive.

"Master, what was the purpose of digging a road from the east gate of Xianyang City to the East Desert Mountain?"

Ying Zheng showed a puzzled look on his face and continued, "Donghuang Mountain is hundreds of miles away from Xianyang City and has been abandoned for hundreds of years. No one from the Qin Dynasty has ever set foot there."

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Xu Fu immediately frowned and stepped forward to remind him: "Your Majesty, my master and I just came down from Donghuang Mountain two days ago."

"Although the master is from the Great Qin, he has long transcended the secular world and naturally cannot be considered an ordinary person."

Before Ying Zheng spoke, he naturally thought of Yang Ling, but he did not take Xu Fu seriously, so he seemed a little careless.

However, even if it was not rigorous, his words were not completely unreasonable. Xu Fu went with Yang Ling, so they could not be compared with ordinary people.

"I understand your idea."

Yang Ling waved his hand to signal Xu Fu to leave. After Xu Fu stood aside, he continued, "It is true that no one from the Great Qin has ever entered the East Desolate Mountain, but the root cause of this bloody rain is not within a hundred years, and it is not necessarily caused by the people of the Great Qin."

Strictly speaking, Donghuang Mountain can no longer be considered a mountain in Qin State. However, due to its remote location and lack of resources, it became a deserted place with no one paying attention to it. After the Qin State unified the six kingdoms, it naturally became part of the Qin State's territory.

Because of this, Ying Zheng thought that the bloody rain might have nothing to do with the East Wasteland Mountain, and even if it did, it had little to do with the Qin people. However, this was just his imagination. Yang Ling never said that the East Wasteland Mountain was related to the Qin people, let alone the bloody rain.

Having said that, it was common for people in high positions to worry too much, and Yang Ling didn't mind.

Yang Ling's words made Ying Zheng realize that he had misunderstood, and a trace of shame flashed across his face.

"Do you have any other questions?"

Yang Ling raised his eyes to look at Ying Zheng who had been silent for a long time, and asked curiously.

"To reply to the master, there is no more."

Ying Zheng was brought back to reality by Yang Ling's voice and immediately shook his head in response.

"Then do it."

Yang Ling nodded gently and instructed: "Try to complete this within three days, otherwise it will be impossible to prevent the third blood rain."

Now he could roughly determine that the blood rain in Xianyang City was related to the Dili Shiva sacrificial array on Donghuang Mountain. The last time the sacrificial array was only interrupted by interference, it was not completely destroyed.

According to the customs of the South China Sea, their actions had angered Lord Dili Shiva, and they should have been retaliated by Lord Dili Shiva long ago.

However, for some reason, they still haven't seen the legendary evil god.

However, even though the evil was not seen, the acts of revenge did not stop.

All the Qin people who were killed and disappeared in the city of Xianyang due to the blood rain might be the sacrifices taken away by the god Shiva.

In order to stop Lord Dili Shiva, the sacrificial array must be completely destroyed.

But when Yang Ling left, the East Wasteland Mountain had already collapsed. With the characteristics of the sacrificial array, once it leaves its original location, it will completely disappear, and no matter what method is used, it cannot be found, and it will exist forever in the world.

Yang Ling asked Ying Zheng to order the digging of a passage between Xianyang City and Donghuang Mountain, hoping to find the place where the sacrificial array disappeared through the blood river.

As long as he finds the place where he disappeared, he will be able to destroy the sacrificial array. (End of this chapter)