After the Taiji diagram dispersed, there was nothing on the ground, Ye Yuan curled his lips when he saw it, and said in disdain.

"Poor ghost!"

Xu Fu, the descendant of the mysterious Guiguzi, actually only carried two treasures that could catch the eye.

One is the jade he used to deal with Ying Zheng before, and it should have been torn up by Ying Zheng now.

The other one is the bamboo slip in Ye Yuan's hand, now he has seen the true face of the bamboo slip.

Magic weapon: talisman? escape (one-time)

Introduction: The escape method that Guiguzi casually inscribed on an ordinary bamboo slip turned decay into magic, but after all, the carrier is extremely ordinary and can only be used once.

Effect: After being activated, it can be randomly teleported thousands of miles away in an instant, and cannot be tracked.

"It's a handy work, Guiguzi...it's really extraordinary!"

Just when Ye Yuan was feeling emotional, the world suddenly changed.

"hold head high!"

Accompanied by a dragon chant, it indicated that this assassination without warning came to an end.

In the end, Ying Zheng survived successfully.

But to say that the assassination was a complete failure, that's not necessarily the case.

After the rain, the sky cleared up, and the dark clouds over Xianyang City also completely dissipated.

Under the setting sun, ordinary people who knew nothing went out of their homes one after another, continuing their ordinary life as before without any impact.

But those officials couldn't do it, and Ying Zheng urgently called a court meeting.

Although the assassination incident was over, its impact was enormous.

Before it got dark, the arrest warrants about Xu Fu, Zhao Gao and their family members were posted all over Xianyang, and spread rapidly in all directions.

When it was dark, Yingzheng issued an imperial decree that Fusu would strictly investigate Zhao Gao's party, while he himself stayed behind closed doors after the court meeting was held.

There was only one old man by his side, and at the same time, Li Si was also left to "assist" with government affairs.

Xianyang Palace, Qin Emperor's bedroom.

A thin bed curtain can't stop Ye Yuan's searching eyes at all.

As a cultivator, he can see clearly.

Lying on the bed, Ying Zheng's complexion was as pale as paper, and his breath was as thin as a thread, as if he would die at any moment.

Also, Ye Yuan didn't smell blood, which showed that Ying Zheng wasn't injured.

But judging from his face, Ying Zheng definitely lost a lot of blood.

So, what kind of magical power is Ying Zheng turning into a black dragon?

The effect is really extraordinary!

Knowing that Ye Yuan was coming, Ying Zheng turned his head sideways, looked in Ye Yuan's direction, and said softly.

"Gu Sheng..."

Ye Yuan hurriedly cupped his hands in salute, and replied.

"exist."

Ying Zheng looked at Ye Yuan longingly, and said pleadingly.

"I need pills... better pills."

There are better medicines, of course, but...

Ye Yuan already knew the real situation of Ying Zheng, so he couldn't help being silent.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng's heart sank, and he said quickly.

"I will use the power of Great Qin to assist Mr. in refining medicine."

Ye Yuan shook his head and explained helplessly.

"Your Majesty, your physical condition... the elixirs I made are no longer helpful."

Ying Zheng's face was ashen, and he said in disbelief.

"impossible!"

He opened his eyes wide, staring at Ye Yuan firmly, trying to see a false look in Ye Yuan's eyes.

Unfortunately, no!Not at all.

Ye Yuan's expression was serious and determined.

The next moment, he was even more outspoken.

"Your Majesty, your body has been devastated to the point of being broken. If only this is the case, the power of the pill can still be revealed slowly..."

Before Ye Yuan could finish speaking, Ying Zheng urgently urged.

"Then alchemy!"

"But the biggest problem is... your lifespan is consumed too much, and you are about to die! I... can't do anything about it."

Shouyuan is coming to an end!

He is going to "old" die!

These words were like a sledgehammer hitting Ying Zheng dizzily, almost fainting.

He has been pursuing immortality all his life, but now Ye Yuan tells him that he is going to die, you know he is only in his early forties, this is really a great irony.

Although the blow was heavy, Ying Zheng still held on!

He is Yingzheng, Qin Shihuang, the first emperor in all ages, and the founder of the first unified dynasty...

He wanted to build the Great Wall to repel the Huns.

He also wants to live forever.

He is not willing to die like this!

Can…

No matter how unwilling he is, that's the reality.

In fact, after observing this period of time, Ye Yuan discovered that refining the elixir of life in this world... is impossible with a high probability.

During this period of time, he has never even seen a single plant of medicinal material that can prolong life, let alone refining the elixir of life.

I don't know if there are no life-prolonging medicines in this world, or someone monopolizes them.

In short, Yingzheng has no hope of prolonging his life.

After all, Ying Zheng was a real emperor, and he quickly recovered from his despair, asking as if talking to himself.

"Gu Sheng, you say you are powerless, so who can?"

Ye Yuan thought for a moment, then replied.

"I don't know, maybe the big monks of Taoism and medical schools, and hidden powers like Guiguzi have this ability."

A ray of flame ignited in Ying Zheng's eyes, a kind of flame called hope, which was very weak.

Ying Zheng knew clearly in his heart that even if they agreed to make a move, they were not sure whether they could do it.

And, would they be willing to come and rescue him?

The answer is obviously no.

Great Qin is not a qualified empire in the minds of various schools of thought, and the relationship between the two parties is delicate.

Ye Yuan left, left Xianyang Palace, and left Alchemist Academy.

Ying Zheng was still thinking about how to ask a hidden expert to help him, when a thin old man suddenly appeared beside the bed and shouted softly.

"His Majesty."

Ying Zheng came back to his senses, his eyes filled with burning hope, and asked.

"Wei Liao, go invite the Yin Yang family..."

Before Ying Zheng could finish speaking, Wei Liao interrupted him helplessly.

"His Majesty!"

Interrupt the emperor's words!

Ying Zheng was a little dissatisfied and asked.

"what happened?"

Wei Liao sighed and said.

"Your Majesty, all the main characters of the Yin Yang family are gone."

Ying Zheng's pupils shook sharply, and he was extremely shocked, and then he was extremely angry, almost roaring.

"Onmyo family! Cough cough cough..."

With a flash, Wei Liao appeared next to Ying Zheng, entered the mana, and reminded.

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

Wei Liao's mana was like a trickle, temporarily maintaining Ying Zheng's dilapidated body.

At the same time, Ying Zheng also calmed down a little, and said with a look of regret.

"Only when the ancestor of the Yin Yang family comes forward, they will all leave without saying goodbye."

Wei Liao thought the same way, and agreed.

"Indeed, otherwise they wouldn't be so united."

Since the yin and yang families who have always been friends with Daqin have always behaved in this way, the attitudes of other families are self-evident.

There is little hope for help.

Ying Zheng said with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Legalists, military strategists..."

Wei Liao understood Ying Zheng's worries and couldn't help explaining.

"Your Majesty, don't worry too much. The military family is different from the general schools. Even if the military sage comes forward, the generals will not sell his face. Besides, there is Lord Wu An as the leader."

"As for the Legalists, only Daqin can give them what they want."

"That's true, Wei Liao, you go..."

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