After the Tai Chi diagram dispersed, there was nothing on the ground. Ye Yuan looked like this, but curled his lips in disdain and said in disgust.
"Poor guy!"
Xu Fu, the mysterious descendant of Guiguzi, actually only carries two eye-catching treasures with him.
One is the jade jue he used to deal with Ying Zheng before, but now it should have been torn into pieces by Ying Zheng.
The other item 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 use)
Introduction: The escape method that Guiguzi casually burned 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 instantly and randomly teleported thousands of miles away and cannot be tracked.
"A casual creation, Guiguzi...it's really extraordinary!"
Just when Ye Yuan was sighing, the world suddenly changed.
"hold head high!"
Accompanied by a dragon's roar, it heralded the end of this assassination without warning.
In the end, Ying Zheng successfully survived.
But to say that the assassination was a complete failure is not entirely true.
After the rain, the sky cleared up, and the dark clouds over Xianyang City completely dispersed.
Under the setting sun, ordinary people who knew nothing about it walked out of their homes one after another and continued their ordinary lives as before without any impact.
But those officials were unable to do anything, and Ying Zheng held an urgent court meeting.
Although the assassination incident is over, its impact is huge.
Before it got dark, wanted notices for Xu Fu, Zhao Gao and their families were posted all over Xianyang, and spread rapidly in all directions.
When it got dark, Ying Zheng issued an imperial edict, asking Fusu to strictly investigate Zhao Gao's party, but he himself stayed behind closed doors after convening the court meeting.
There was only an old man by his side, and Li Si was left to "assist" in handling government affairs.
Xianyang Palace, the residence of Emperor Qin.
A thin bed curtain could not block Ye Yuan's probing gaze at all.
As a practitioner, he sees it very clearly.
Ying Zheng was lying on the bed, his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was as thin as a thread, as if he might die at any moment.
Also, Ye Yuan did not smell blood, which means that Ying Zheng was not injured.
But judging from the look on his face, Ying Zheng definitely lost too much blood.
So, what kind of unique magical power does Ying Zheng have when he transforms into a black dragon?
The effect is really extraordinary!
Knowing that Ye Yuan was coming, Ying Zheng turned his head, looked in Ye Yuan's direction, and whispered weakly.
"Gu Sheng..."
Ye Yuan quickly raised his hands in salute and replied.
"exist."
Ying Zheng looked at Ye Yuan longingly and said seemingly pleading.
"I need elixirs... better elixirs."
There are naturally better elixirs, but...
Ye Yuan already knew the true situation of Ying Zheng and couldn't help but remain silent.
When Ying Zheng saw this, his heart sank and he said quickly.
"I will use the power of Great Qin to assist you in refining medicine."
Ye Yuan shook his head and explained helplessly.
"Your Majesty, your physical condition...the elixirs I made are of no use."
Ying Zheng looked ashen and said with disbelief.
"impossible!"
He opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Yuan, trying to see a false look in Ye Yuan's eyes.
Unfortunately, no! Not a trace.
Ye Yuan looked serious and determined.
The next moment, he spoke bluntly.
"Your Majesty, your body has been destroyed to the point of being broken. If that's all, the power of the elixir can still be used slowly..."
Before Ye Yuan could finish speaking, Ying Zheng urged him eagerly.
"Then let's make an elixir!"
"But the biggest problem is... your lifespan has been consumed too much, and you are about to die! I... can't do anything."
Life is about to end!
He is going to die of "old age"!
These words were like a sledgehammer hitting him directly, making Ying Zheng dizzy and almost fainted.
He has been pursuing immortality all his life, but now Ye Yuan told him that he was about to die. Considering that he was only in his early forties, this was really a huge irony.
Although the blow was severe, Ying Zheng still held on!
He is Ying Zheng, the first emperor of Qin, the first emperor in history, 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, it doesn't matter. This is the reality.
In fact, after this period of observation, Ye Yuan discovered that refining the elixir of life in this world... is most likely impossible.
During this period of time, he had not even seen a single medicinal plant that could prolong life, let alone refine an elixir of immortality.
I don’t know if there are no life-extending medicinal materials in this world, or if someone has a monopoly.
In short, Ying Zheng has no hope of extending his life.
Ying Zheng was a real emperor after all. He quickly recovered from his despair and asked as if talking to himself.
"Gu Sheng, you said you are powerless, then who is?"
Ye Yuan thought for a moment and replied.
"I don't know, maybe Taoist and medical monks and reclusive masters like Gui Guzi have this ability."
A wisp of fire lit up in Ying Zheng's eyes, a very weak flame called hope.
Ying Zheng knew clearly in his heart that even if they agreed to take action, they were not sure whether they could do it.
And, will they be willing to rescue him?
The answer is obviously no.
Da Qin was not a qualified empire in the minds of various scholars, and the relationship between the two sides was subtle.
Ye Yuan left, left Xianyang Palace and Alchemist Academy.
Ying Zheng was still thinking about how to ask the hidden master to come to save his life, when a thin old man suddenly appeared beside the bed and shouted softly.
"His Majesty."
Ying Zheng came back to his senses and asked, his eyes filled with the burning fire of hope.
"Wei Liao, go and invite the Yin Yang family..."
Before Ying Zheng could finish speaking, Wei Liao reluctantly interrupted him.
"His Majesty!"
Interrupt the emperor!
Ying Zheng was a little dissatisfied and asked.
"What's wrong?"
Wei Liao sighed and said.
"Your Majesty, all the main figures of the Yin Yang family are missing."
Ying Zheng's pupils trembled, and he was extremely shocked. Then he became extremely angry, almost roaring.
"Yin Yang family! Cough cough cough..."
Wei Liao's figure flashed and appeared next to Ying Zheng, entering the mana and reminding him.
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
Wei Liao's magic power was like a trickle, temporarily maintaining Ying Zheng's broken body.
At the same time, Ying Zheng also calmed down a little and said with a confused look on his face.
"Only when the founder of the Yin Yang family comes forward will they all leave without saying goodbye."
Wei Liao also thought so and agreed.
"Indeed, otherwise they wouldn't be so united."
Since the Yin Yang family, which has always been on good terms with Da Qin, behaves this way, the attitude of the other families is self-evident.
There is little hope for help.
Ying Zheng looked melancholy and said worriedly.
"Legalists, military strategists..."
Wei Liao understood Ying Zheng's worries and couldn't help but explain.
"Your Majesty, don't worry too much. Military strategists are different from ordinary sects. Even if the Soldier Saint comes forward, the generals will not betray him. Besides, there is still Jun Wu'an in command."
"As for the Legalists, only Da Qin can give them what they want."