The shabby environment, dilapidated boilers and large pots covered with rust made this place not suitable for alchemy at all. Fortunately, Master Wu was not so particular. He placed a large pot on the stove and lit it to boil. In order to prevent the loss of the medicine,
He also bought a big pot lid and covered it tightly.
"This...are you sure you are making elixirs?"
Ding Wushang, who came over to help, felt numb when he saw this scene.
In his old age, he has never seen anyone making alchemy like this. It's almost enough to cook hot pot! The most important thing is to get some cheap ingredients for hot pot. Throw in these 'celestial-level' medicinal materials and see.
It really hurts me. Now that Senior Sister is the head of the house, if the Heavenly Master comes back, he might have someone beaten.
"This is too wasteful! Hey, hey, hey... don't throw it away, this is the heaven-level white jade Ganoderma..."
"It's none of your business, get out of here."
Wu Chong was not interested in giving Lao Ding a popular science lesson. When he saw his tirade, he waved his hand and drove him away. Ever since the old man lost his baggage of being a master, his style of acting has gone further and further away.
"Hey? What are you doing? Do you know who I am!"
The cursing old Ding was held up by several guards and thrown out. After finishing, the two guards stood on the left and right at the door to prevent him from re-entering.
Ding Wushang spat, patted his butt and walked away.
He just chattered a few words out of habit. If he really didn't want to come out, the two guards couldn't lift him. This is also one of Lao Ding's strengths. He never pries into secrets that Wu Chong doesn't want to tell him.
While Wu Chong was hiding in the outer city and secretly refining elixirs, the double in the inner city was still eating and drinking in the Jinghai Prince's Mansion. Occasionally he would bring a bird cage to the Zhenwu Sect and visit the Wujiang County Prince's Mansion, as if he was really on vacation.
No matter whether there is someone spying on you secretly, the substitute's job is to go out and attract other people's attention.
Royal palace, back garden.
The jet-black-haired Emperor Qi sat quietly in the back garden, petals from the apricot tree nearby falling down on his hair. There was a small wooden table in front of him, with a blue and white porcelain plate and a few glasses of wine on it.
The palace maid and the eunuch sat on their knees in the distance, prostrate with their hands on the ground and their foreheads.
No one dared to take a second look at him.
Emperor Qi is dying. This is a rumor that can no longer be suppressed outside. Now it has spread to everyone in the world. Countless ambitious people are gearing up, waiting for the moment when the sky collapses. However, that is an outside matter. For them,
For those who live in the palace, Emperor Qi is still God, and he can still determine their life or death with one word.
Not to mention that the current Emperor Qi has undergone earth-shaking changes. He is no longer the old man who was lying in bed waiting to die.
"Yang Qi, have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?"
Opposite Emperor Qi, Imperial Master Wang Qian, who was wearing a gray-white Confucian shirt, said in a deep voice.
This person is none other than Imperial Master Wang Qian who has been missing for nearly eight days. There are two other people not far from him.
One monk at a time.
It is Zen Master Liaochen, the old master of Zhenwu Sect and the abbot of Daming Temple.
"The teacher is still so stubborn."
"The general trend of the world will never be changed by the wishes of a few people, just like when the Wild God and the Ancient God broke into our world." Qihuang stood up, and the aura of overwhelming the world appeared on him again. .
The so-called weakness seems to be just a rumor to this emperor.
But the three people present knew that the previous Emperor Qi had really run out of gas. An emperor who was clearly on the verge of death had now returned to his peak state. What price had been paid for this was probably only Emperor Qi himself. Just known.
"I told you back then that mortals cannot reverse gods..."
"What kind of god! Where did the god come from in this world?"
Before Emperor Shi Wanggan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Emperor Qi. Imperial Master Wanggan was his teacher when he was still the prince. He really didn't want to go to this step unless necessary.
But now, he has no choice.
"So you sold the whole world? Let everyone go crazy with you."
The Heavenly Master next to him said indifferently.
People who don't know think that Emperor Qi is the great hero, but if they knew about this emperor's behavior, everyone in the world would probably be excited. The three of them were only tall, and they were just in front.
"Gu is the son of destiny!"
Emperor Qi Yang Qi glanced at the old Heavenly Master. Among the three people, the old Taoist priest was the most difficult to deal with. If he hadn't been caught off guard this time, he really wouldn't have been able to trap him.
"Everything in the world belongs to Gu, and everyone must follow Gu's will. Those who disobey it are rebellious officials and traitors."
When he talked about the rebellious ministers and traitors, he took a special look at the Heavenly Master.
This old Taoist priest did not disobey for a day or two.
Of course, at their level, there is no such thing as a loyal minister. The old monk and the imperial master next to them have never done anything against the imperial authority.
The 'Petian Trio' is the best proof.
"Your Majesty has become possessed."
Zen Master Liaochen said something.
"Possessed?!"
When the old monk said these words, Qihuang's figure suddenly distorted, and his originally handsome face suddenly distorted like liquid. The surrounding scenes all appeared inexplicably distorted, even the apricot blossoms that previously exuded the fragrance of flowers. The tree also turned into a ferocious monster, and the falling petals turned into flying strange moths!
The grass on the ground also turned into a black desert, and the original floor tiles turned into an open and closed mouth.
The entire back garden seemed to be dragged to another space, and the palace buildings further away disappeared, leaving only inexplicable monsters roaring in the black mist.
The eunuchs and maids in the distance were all trembling, and they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to raise their heads.
This situation has happened countless times in the past few days, and every time those who were afraid to make a sound or looked up were dragged away by the monsters behind them.
No one knows where these monsters come from.
What is it again.
"You bald donkey! You haven't even seen God, how dare you talk about demons!"
With Emperor Qi's roar and roar, everything in the palace changed.
"quiet!"
Zen Master Liaochen took action, and golden light appeared in the palm of his hand.
His granite-like muscles were exposed under the monk's robe. As the abbot of Daming Temple, Zen Master Liaochen is the strongest Buddhist master in the temple! Dragon patterns flashed on his burly body, and powerful power gathered in the palm of his hand.
The roaring Emperor Qi slapped him down.
boom!
The violent force beat the twisted Qihuang into a puddle on the spot.
Black and red blood spattered everywhere.
It's just that this flesh and blood seemed to be alive. After being broken up, it quickly returned to reorganize, but in the blink of an eye it regrouped into the appearance of Emperor Qi.
"It's useless. The world is beginning to sink. This is a general trend and you can't stop it."
Emperor Qi angrily shouted filial piety, but as soon as he moved, countless flickering chains were revealed on his body. These chains were like formations, connecting him with the three powerful men and the palace maids and eunuchs outside.
Together with the back garden, it is locked into a painting.