Xiu Xian asked, asking for nothing but immortality, but there are always some people in the world who are more peculiar, even if they don't practice, they can ask for the way of longevity.

For example, Yi in the original plot.

Longevity medicine is indeed a good thing. In theory, as long as human cells can divide in an endless loop, they can not die.

Maybe the elixir made by Cui Wenzi has this effect.

The exact details are still unknown.

Seventy-seven and forty-nine days were not short, and he did not complete the refining until Jiang Que successfully broke through to the middle of the pill formation stage.

Forty-nine days, one more day will not work, and one less day will not work.

He had already opened a furnace for refining in a secret place outside Xianyang City. There were many Qin soldiers guarding the surrounding area and he was guarded by Meng Tian himself.

Winning the government will come to see from time to time these days, even if he is sixty or seventy years old, and a handful of old bones are about to fall into the ground, he is not afraid.

Nothing is important for immortality.

"Why haven't it been refined yet?" Ying Zheng walked around anxiously, and was carefully helped by an old **** to walk around.

But the old **** was really afraid of when he accidentally burped, it was too tragic, after all, the elixir had already begun to be refined.

As long as there are no accidents, everything will be gone, so rest assured.

I am afraid of unexpected situations.

The old **** persuaded: "Your Majesty, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. You should rest. After all, the doctor Cui said it will take forty-nine days, so wait for forty-nine."

Anyway, a lot of time has been waiting, and it is not too late.

Mainly it's useless to be anxious.

He gave a bitter smile, because he was afraid that the bad old man who won the government would bump into him. Then he would follow the blood mold, which is not worthwhile.

Looking for a long time, listening to it is mysterious.

But can you really live forever?

The old **** felt that it might be fooled, and his winning boss might have been fooled.

If you don't pay attention, you have to kneel.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless dynasties from before the Qin Kingdom, even dating back to the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

I have never heard that they have had a long life, lived a long life.

The old **** helped to win the government, and felt that his boss must be crazy for longevity. There is no such thing as a longevity in this world.

No, except for the fairy master.

Is it an immortal master, or an ordinary mortal?

Absolutely not.

"What do you know?" Yingzheng shook his head and said: "If I don't rush, they, as courtiers, will never go all out to do things, so if you think carefully, you think I don't know, huh!"

He knows everything and everything.

The more anxious you are, the more your subordinates will feel that this is the case and should work hard for your majesty's sake.

Old eunuch: "..."

He looked at Winning with an innocent look, and thought: "Boss, although I am also one of your many duo of red sticks, I am actually very simple and don't understand anything."

It's a pity that he didn't dare to tell him honestly about this, he really didn't dare to say it.

Seeing that the old **** stopped speaking, Ying Zheng frowned and said: "Why is there no sound, squeak!"

It made him feel angry, but there was nowhere to vent it.

Old eunuch: "Squeak."

Winning politics: "..."

Outside Xianyang city.

Cui Wenzi was looking at the pill furnace anxiously, and kept instructing his men to start adding various materials.

Even if you have a pill, it is not so easy to refine the elixir of life, after all, the elixir of life is not an ordinary medicine.

"Hurry up and put the Heavenly Star Crumbs in. Be fast." He yelled hurriedly, his beard twitching at the corner of his mouth.

There must be no slippage at this critical moment, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Doctor Cui, what are you going to put next?"

"Next, just wait, increase the firepower, and don't be smart."

"..."

After a few words, the refining continued. Cui Wenzi hadn't closed his eyes for days and nights, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.

In the unlikely event that there is a problem with the pill, Ying Zheng is afraid that he will have his heart after eating it alive.

So no mistake can be made.

He absolutely couldn't let the medicine pill have something, so he didn't dare to sleep anymore, he was still scared in his heart.

With a bitter smile, Cui Wenzi secretly said: "This time refining the elixir of life, I am afraid that the old man will be half-life, and I don't know why the Beiyanshan people want me to refine it?"

He was puzzled.

I was depressed and sad at the same time. If I didn't take the matter, I guess I would be alive and well.

Life will be very easy and comfortable.

What a pity.

Ugh!

I shouldn't regret it at the beginning.

If Yingzheng knows what Cui Wenzi's thoughts are in his heart, I'm afraid he will slap him to death.

This **** bastard.

No one could ask for something like the elixir of life, and he couldn't envy it. Fortunately, he even disliked it.

However, Yingzheng did not know these conditions, let alone the extent to which the elixir of eternal life was refined.

A few more days passed.

Winning politics is another habitual urge, but Cui Wenzi and the others are used to it, and they have been telling them that they are about to succeed.

just wait.

So Yingzheng, the first emperor of the ages, stood motionless like a telephone pole-although there is no such thing as a telephone pole in this world.

The old **** next to him quietly pulled off his boss's clothes and said: "Your Majesty, or let's leave first, here..."

After all, the time is not up.

Your bad old man is in a good mood, and his legs are tougher than him. Didn’t you say that you’re going to die soon?

Okay, Bintian soon?

He looks at winning politics, his legs and feet are neat, and his body is tough. He wants to live a few more years.

Kind of special.

Better than I thought.

Winning Zheng is naturally not aware of a series of psychological activities of the old **** beside him, if he knows it, I am afraid that I will be dumbfounded.

Before the forty-nine day, the refining of the longevity medicine continued.

However, Xianyang city ushered in an uninvited guest-Jiang Que, the immortal master of the Great Qin State Guardian, a guy who wanted to win the elixir of life.

Not only for the power of the world's origin, but also for the three longevity medicines.

After all, there are only three.

Moreover, he felt that this bad old man who had won the government was a lot of age, so it was better not to live, otherwise many people in this world would suffer.

Taking the longevity medicine can also be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

Besides, he is in his 60s and 70s when he wins politics. What is the point of being alive?

It would harm the three thousand beauties in the harem for no reason. No, if he wins the government and lives for more than two thousand years, he will do more harm.

There may be salvation after death. After all, the prince Fusu Gongzi is a relatively humble person, and he absolutely can't bear to let the woman who wins the boss follow to be buried.

"Is there still nine days?" Jiang Que murmured secretly, "It's still too late in time, not bad."

Very secure.

Recently, there have been a lot more warriors in Xianyang City, and I don’t know who leaked the news. The fact that Yingzheng refined the elixir of life in a secret place outside the city quickly spread throughout the world.

So much so that Meng Tian killed wave after wave of people, and it was still impossible to kill this kind of thing.

In the end it was the same pit.

Can't help but suffer.

As time approaches, many warriors want to take the risk, perhaps they can get one or two longevity medicine.

After all, this possibility is great.

Others wanted to get in first, and they would help collect them after Cui Wenzi succeeded in refining.

There are not a few people who have such ideas, there are simply too many people, but anyone with a little strength will think so.

After all, longevity is not easy.

After a little chance, who is willing to let it go-anyway, for them, that bad old man who won the government is a waste of life, and if he dies, he will be a hundred.

It just happened to pull him off the horse.

Ying Zheng coldly looked at the information in his hand, and suddenly ordered: "These people really don't know what is good or bad, thinking that there are many people, and there is no way for me to use them?"

Humph, too naive.

He immediately said: "Meng Tian, ​​you must protect me with the longevity medicine if you lead an army of one hundred thousand. If one hundred thousand are not enough, then two hundred thousand!"

It can be even more.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Meng Tian nodded solemnly, the burden on him was very heavy, "The minister must do his best to repay your grace."

He was able to excel because of the importance of winning politics. It can be said that winning politics is his Bole. Without this winning boss, there would be no current Mongolian general.

With the mighty grace of the emperor, it is natural to find ways to repay him, but now the opportunity is here.

It's just that there are more people who want to seek longevity medicine every day. He is also in his 50s, and he seems a little weak.

"If the second brother Meng Yi is at home, it will be fine." He couldn't help but sigh, "If Meng Yi is here, he will be able to protect His Majesty's longevity medicine."

Pity.

Yi Xiaochuan had left Daqin a long time ago, and went to a place where only he and Yu Shu were left, no one knew.

Can a hundred thousand army stop those all-pervasive warriors?

Meng Tian smiled secretly, "Although the situation has improved a lot this time, it is also very difficult."

Very bitter.

The depression on my face is more than in previous decades~lightnovelpub.net~ I really regret coming here, not worth it.

The time of the nine days passed quickly, like a white horse passing a gap, it was so fast that it was unimaginable, and it was simply jaw-dropping.

A large number of warriors were killed, but at the same time a large number of warriors came, everyone knew that his elixir for winning politics was about to start.

No one thinks it will fail.

Seeing that the critical moment was approaching, Jiang Que naturally hid his figure in Cui Wenzi's alchemy place and secretly said, "Cui Wenzi, Cui Wenzi, don't blame me for quietly collecting the elixir. After all, you can make eternal elixir. There is also my factor in it."

Cui Wenzi naturally didn't know these things. He had already expressed joy, "Hurry up and turn off the fire. The pill will be successfully refined. At this time, we must not add fire."

"The elixir, my Cui Wenzi is finally about to refining it successfully, hahaha!" He laughed wildly, extremely happy.

This pill furnace is a longevity medicine, who can refine it in the world?

Even Jiang Que, who is known as a fairy master, can't do it. He is the only one who succeeds, and he can definitely be recorded in the annals of history.

After all, longevity is also a taboo. Some people want to live forever, then some people don't want to live forever.

For example, there are many people who don't want to see him longevity as a bad old man like Yingzheng, otherwise it would be fine, and the world is afraid that it will be subverted.

Winning politics will never live forever!

At this moment, the most critical moment was reached in the alchemy room.

The most nervous one is Cui Wenzi himself. Success or failure depends on this.

"Open the furnace, come out!" Cui Wenzi shouted loudly, "The elixir of life has been refined, and it is the world's great joy."

Outside the door, Meng Tian was already waiting.

Inside the house, Jiang Que was also waiting, and it was time to harvest a wave of world origin!