After taking care of everything and sending Wang Fen away, Chen Feng looked at the room full of medicinal herbs, and his face showed ecstasy.

Gently sniffing the medicinal fragrance in the air, Chen Feng only felt that the spiritual power in his whole body had a feeling that he was about to come out.

Cultivation is an act against the heavens, and the best way to absorb spiritual power is to find some excellent medicinal materials.

Especially those medicinal herbs that have been for a long time, because of time, they have absorbed a large amount of heaven and earth aura, which is a good medicine for the monks themselves.

It's a pity that in the world of Uncle Jiu, due to the scarcity of heaven and earth aura, coupled with the high progress of industrialization at that time, there are not many wild medicinal materials left, and he can only rely on himself to absorb the few auras between heaven and earth.

Originally, I only saw the best medicinal materials, but I was wasted by that group of warlocks, and I felt a little pity in my heart. simply fooled Ying Zheng, but he didn't expect Ying Zheng to be so attentive and send so many medicinal materials.

"It seems that I have to have some real skills, otherwise I'm really sorry that Yingzheng sent so many things."

Chen Feng touched his chin and thought.

I picked up an antique wooden box and looked up and down.

"In the end, it's Yingzheng, he deserves to be the king of a country, and even the box containing medicinal materials is fucking rosewood."

Although Chen Feng didn't know much about these, he still heard about some sky-high prices of wood from the news of later generations, among which rosewood was one of the best, and it could even fetch a sky-high price, which was more valuable than some antiques.

As for the material of this wooden box in his hand, coupled with its own history, if it is not worth more than ten or two hundred thousand, I am sorry for itself.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng was even more curious about the medicinal materials contained in the wooden box, and what could be packed with such a precious thing must not be a simple item.

When I opened the wooden box, I saw a ginseng lying in the wooden box, but because it had been too long, the ginseng had dried up.

"Good stuff, good stuff"!

Chen Feng was stunned when he saw the ginseng in the wooden box.

Carefully hold the ginseng in your hand. Looking at the tendrils as dense as the roots of a tree, Chen Feng couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The ginseng in front of him, Chen Feng just estimated that it had been at least five hundred years old, and such a wild ginseng was no less than an opportunity for the monk.

Three days later, in one of the palaces, the shirtless Ying Zheng was waving his fists with a red face.

"The immortal master is really powerful, I feel as if I have returned to my youth, full of strength."

Ying Zheng felt the changes brought about by his body, his heart was almost ecstatic, and his eyes were also hot.

"Your Majesty, this is just the beginning, wait for the poor Dao to completely complete the marrow washing of Your Majesty, don't dare to say anything else, at least dare to guarantee the extension of Your Majesty's life for ten years."

Chen Feng sat panting on the side, his face was pale, and cold sweats broke out from time to time between his eyebrows. All this is not pretending, but Chen Feng's consumption is too great.

Chen Feng never thought that washing the marrow for Ying Zheng would be so troublesome, it was completely different from the one he had done for Dong Quan, if he hadn't taken several pills in a row, I am afraid that even the first marrow washing would not be able to support it.

Ying Zheng, who was excited for a while, extinguished the passion in his heart, and then smelled a foul smell on his body.

Gently touched himself with his hand, a black cotton appeared on the surface of his body, and Ying Zheng showed a disgusted expression on his face.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, these are all dirty things in Your Majesty's body, anyone who washes the marrow, unless he has been cultivating since he was a teenager, if he cultivates halfway, this will naturally happen."

Chen Feng gently explained, Ying Zheng's situation was exactly the same as when he worshipped Uncle Nine as his teacher, and after accepting Uncle Jiu's aura cleansing, he was also very excited at first, and then found out that he was dirty.

"The immortal master has worked hard, and I promise that if you get immortality in the future, you will definitely have a share of the immortal master."

Ying Zheng saw that Chen Feng's face was pale, and it seemed that he might fall at any time, and after thinking about it, he said to Chen Feng with a smile.

"Thank you so much, Your Majesty"!

Chen Feng smiled lightly, but in his heart, he didn't believe Ying Zheng's words at all.

If nothing else, at least if there is really an elixir, I will never share it with others, especially a person whose identity is unclear and unclear.

Now Ying Zhenggui is the king of a country, and once he is immortal, he will rule the entire atmosphere forever. If there is a person who is as immortal as himself, I am afraid that Yingzheng will sleep restlessly for the rest of his life.

"Your Majesty, this is the elixir refined by the Poor Dao, and all the medicinal materials used in it are sent by Your Majesty.

There are three of them here, Your Majesty takes one every three days, remember not to take too many of these pills, there is a huge amount of energy, once you take too much, it is very likely that the body will not be able to bear it, resulting in deficiency and no replenishment."

After resting for a while, Chen Feng took out three pills from his body and put them in front of Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng hurriedly picked up the pill and carefully held it in the palm of his hand, for fear that others would rob him.

Chen Feng saw that the situation was similar, so he stood up and said goodbye to Yingzheng.

As long as he is in the palace, he feels like an ant on a hot pot restless, his own life is completely in the palm of Ying Zheng's hand, as long as Ying Zheng gives an order casually, he is likely to become a pile of rotten meat.

Especially this guy Yingzheng, his mind is really weird! No one could guess what Ying Zheng was thinking.

At this time, Chen Feng finally understood what it meant to be a gentleman's heart as deep as the sea. Now Ying Zheng still has to ask for himself, and he feels that he can't keep up with Ying Zheng's footsteps at all.

After returning to the house, Chen Feng went into the room and ordered Dong Quan to stand guard at the door, while he selected a ginseng from the medicinal herbs in the room, gently cut it into several slices and put it in his mouth, and at the same time used the spiritual power of his whole body.

A piece of ginseng the size of a fingernail was put in his mouth, but in just seven or eight minutes, it was completely consumed, and it was not until this time that Chen Feng's face improved a little.

Time flies like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, it is a year.

In the past year, Chen Feng went to the palace from time to time to wash the marrow of Yingzheng, and most of the rest of the time he hid in the mansion and did not go out at all, ignoring the invitations of some dignitaries in the court, and even caused some people to complain.

"It's been a year, Xiaochuan and they should be here too"!

In a secret room, Chen Feng opened his eyes and said softly.