"Returning to His Royal Highness Gongzi, this is the elixir that has been practiced."

In the silent study, Ying Zheng was holding a jade box, which contained six pills that had just been refined.

These six pills are about the size of a thumb at every moment, black and not slippery, and not all of them are embarrassing, some are round and some are flat, pitted, ugly, and with a strong smell of burning, let alone the elixir, even if it is a charcoal ball, no one will doubt it.

Zhao Tuo knelt down and swallowed hard, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Although Ying Zheng had told him before refining the elixir that as long as he practiced the appearance of the elixir, after he actually practiced it, he was still a little apprehensive in his heart.

But....

There is really no way to do this, which pill given by His Royal Highness Gongzi is not at all like being able to practice the elixir!

He took the entire Fengqingmen to refine it day and night for nearly ten days, and just like that, it became a Dan!

The others were either burned to charcoal or turned into smoke......

It's not that they didn't try to knead the liquid medicine into the shape of an elixir and then refine it, but it still didn't take shape.....

Kneeling on the ground, Zhao Tuo waited like this, and looking at the pill in his hand, Ying Zheng didn't have too many ideas.

In fact, this time the alchemy ceremony, Ying Zheng did not fancy the so-called elixir at all, but the 'process of alchemy'.

Compared to the last Cheng Dan, the furnace cast during alchemy, the waste Dan produced, various medicinal materials, wood, traces......

And so on and so forth, all of which are quite important.

With these traces of real alchemy, future generations will be truly shocked, believed, and suspicious.....

As for this last Cheng Dan....

Ying Zheng looked at the few black pills in his hand, and closed the lid with a click.

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

"Good."

"I have inscribed 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 bury the Dan furnace of this alchemy ceremony, as well as many traces of alchemy and the remaining medicinal materials, utensils, etc., all of them into the earth."

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

"As for this furnace of elixir, bury it in it as well."

Zhao Tuo: "??? ”

Carefully taking the jade box, Zhao Tuo was stunned for a moment, and buried it in the earth? What is the rationale for this?

It took a lot of manpower and material resources, but in the end, was it like this?

Zhao Tuo was extremely puzzled in his heart, but he didn't say anything after all, just respectfully put the jade box in his pocket and replied respectfully.

"Yes."

"Then the remaining five copies of the Deadwood Sword Technique, let's also distribute it."

"Yes. Obey the orders of His Royal Highness Prince. ”

After responding respectfully, Zhao Tuo's figure gradually dissipated in 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 Dingqin Sword was placed on his knees like this.

'Zheng Zheng~'

The sound of the sword echoed in the room, and with the sound of a sword roar, the aura of heaven and earth in the entire room began to fluctuate regularly.

When the full moon is in the sky, the night is in the eye, and the colorful aura of heaven and earth that cannot be detected by the naked eye, with the operation of the dead wood sword technique, continues to flow into Ying Zheng's body, constantly strengthening Ying Zheng's physique......

As the minutes passed, the full moon in the distance gradually dimmed, and an imperceptible whiteness of fish belly appeared on the horizon.

And just when Ying Zheng continued to practice cross-legged, silently comprehending the deadwood sword technique.....

In the distance of the room, a dark shadow suddenly flickered.

Ying Zheng's eyes were closed, but he spoke calmly.

"What's the matter?"

The Shadow knelt respectfully on one knee, one of his three remaining henchmen.

"Returning to His Royal Highness Gongzi, Weichen has just received the news that the situation on the border between Zhao and Chu has eased somewhat, and Xiang Yan, the general of Chu State, seems to have some problems, and he is unwilling to continue to consume and retreat."

"The same is true for Zhao Guo's side."

"Now that there is a lot less friction on the border, Wang Jian and General Meng Fu are gradually preparing to withdraw their troops again."

"And just now, Lü Buwei and Empress Huayang's side issued an invitation at the same time, and they each held a banquet today, and the invited people were all important members of the Great Qin Army, among them, there were even Wang Jian and General Meng Fu."

"And the content of the council seems to be to redraft the enthronement ceremony for you."

The Shadow Squire, speaking respectfully.

"I see." Ying Zheng replied.

The Shadow Squire saluted respectfully, and then slowly dissipated.

Dark clouds obscured the full moon.

The cold light dissipated between heaven and earth.

Ying Zheng was silent.

After the friction ended, Lü Buwei and Mrs. Huayang were ready to redraft the enthronement ceremony, which meant that the two mountains temporarily ended the military infiltration.

The original mutual tilting has also decreased a lot, and the attention that had stayed with Zhao Chu and the two countries has also returned to the country.

This also means that his relaxed days are over.

In the future, if you want to build the ruins of wonders so easily, I'm afraid it won't be so simple.

Lü Buwei and Mrs. Huayang were destined to put most of their energy on dealing with him.

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

Especially Mrs. Huayang.

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

But the more silent he is, the more Ying Zheng knows that things will not be so simple.

As one of the strongest forces in Great Qin, the forces controlled by Mrs. Huayang are more than several times that of Ying Zheng.

Although there are already six foundation-building realms in Yingzheng's hands, Mrs. Huayang's side is destined to be no less.

Not to mention anything else, according to his investigation in the past few days, the four major forces of ink, soldiers, agriculture, and miscellaneous, even if they are extremely famous among the hundred sons, are all related to Mrs. Huayang and the Mi family behind her.

Not to mention Lu Buwei, who has the support of Taoism, Legalism, and even Zonghengjia.....

Silence.

Inky night sprinkled over the room.

The full moon has passed, the great sun has not come, and the silence and depth like black velvet envelop the entire hall, and the bamboo slips and scrolls record the heavy history, silent in the dark.

There was only a slight sound of breathing in the room.

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

"The mountain rain is coming...."

"Hope...."

"This time, the remains of the wonders can be in time."

"Bury yourself in the earth, and wait for the years to baptize."