Yang Ji murmured in his heart. Although the reward was only one ingot, the size of a thumb, considering that he would get it frequently in the future, this kind of gesture was quite astonishing.
Using rare talisman steel to win people's hearts, Yang Ji gained another level of understanding of this little prince of Jiuding.
"Only the last one is left. I wonder what's hidden inside?"
Bang, Yang Ji gently opened the last thing. Before he could see the thing, a light green mist with a cool breath immediately floated out from the gap in the box.
"This is... such a strong elixir! Much stronger than the Jingqi elixir!"
Yang Ji looked at the red sandalwood box. A pill the size of a pigeon egg was lying quietly at the bottom of the box. In the pill, Yang Ji felt a strong spiritual energy fluctuation, orthodox and vast.
Although Yang Ji had never come into contact with it before, he could tell at a glance that this kind of elixir was definitely made by masters of alchemy and could not be refined by ordinary people.
Yang Ji himself is also a practitioner of alchemy, and he can tell at a glance that the value of this elixir is definitely not as high as that of the talisman steel.
"What kind of elixir is this?"
Yang Ji asked.
The woman who delivered the elixir was a little uneasy, thinking something had gone wrong. She held up the tray and said in a frightened voice:
"This is the 'Yimudan' in the Imperial Capital, sir, but what's the problem?"
Hearing the woman's panicked voice, Yang Ji reacted, sneered and waved his hand:
"Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything else. I'm just asking."
Taking four things from the woman's hand, Yang Ji waved his hand and sent the woman away. The small folding fan of real gold and the banknotes were swept into the mustard bottle by Yang Ji.
Although the talisman steel is precious, it is useless if it is only the size of a thumb. Of course, it can also be auctioned.
The little prince of Jiuding has obviously made arrangements. Only by surrendering to him and staying loyal to him can he get a steady stream of talisman steel. When the small ones are gathered into many, they can finally exert their power.
Yang Ji threw the Talisman Steel into the Najie Vase, and in the end only the Yimu Pill remained.
Yang Ji took the Yimu Pill the size of a pigeon egg. He glanced at the sun. It was crystal clear and emerald green. From the perspective of alchemy, this pill is definitely at the level of a great alchemist, and is still at the level of a ghost pill.
Above the teacher.
There are so many masters in the Jiuding Palace, and there must be a shortage of masters of this kind of alchemy. Yang Ji guessed that the so-called Yimu Dan was refined by the alchemists in the palace.
"I'm really dozing off, and someone brought me a pillow. I was just one step away from hitting the first Zhou Chong point in the Great Zhou Heaven, so I didn't expect this pill to be delivered to me!"
Yang Ji held the elixir with two fingers and laughed.
Each of the seventy-two Zhoutian acupoints is a powerful barrier that cannot be broken through easily. Yang Ji's strength was originally a hair short of breaking through the first acupoint, but this Yimu Pill came at just the right time.
Mumble!
Yang Ji opened his mouth and threw the elixir in his hand into his mouth. The elixir melted in his mouth, and a strong medicinal gas quickly filled his mouth like mist, making him feel very comfortable.
For this reason alone, the level of the alchemist who refined this elixir was much higher than that of Yang Ji.
The elixir enters the stomach and explodes quickly. The medicinal properties are not violent, but very strong. Since the elixir has just been swallowed, the elixir energy has not been digested yet. This is when it is the strongest.
Yang Ji quickly extracted energy from the flame demon, replenished the energy, and at the same time, combined with the energy of Yimu Dan, started the impact of the Zhoutian acupuncture point again.
"Boom!"
The blood energy roared, and streams of red light came out from Yang Ji's body. After a moment, the blood energy combined with the alchemy energy, turned into a huge wave, and rushed towards the already loosened "Zhou Chong point".
"Boom!"
Hearing an earth-shaking loud noise, Yang Ji's whole body suddenly tightened and then relaxed, as if he had broken through some kind of shackles.
The originally stagnant blood flowed out wildly, rushing towards the rear...
Zhou Chong point is finally opened!
"Success!"
Yang Ji's mind was empty. He had no thoughts and was completely immersed in the joy of success. His spirit spread out. At this moment, Yang Ji could clearly feel that his body's attraction to the spiritual energy between heaven and earth increased.
Not only that, the blood in the body is also thicker!
These are all the effects after breaking through the first Zhoutian acupoint! The seventy-two Zhoutian acupoints themselves have the effect of attracting spiritual energy. Yang Ji fused them, which is equivalent to integrating this heavy spiritual energy attraction effect.
"Boom!"
The blood flowed turbulently in the body. After passing through the first "Zhou Chong Point", it rushed to the second Zhou Tian Acupoint. With a roar, it spread out in all directions, but the second Zhou Tian Acupoint did not move at all.
"The further back you go, the harder it is indeed! This second Dragon Tide Point is much stronger than the Zhou Chong Point!"
Yang Ji secretly thought, after some evaluation in his mind, he knew that with his current strength, it was impossible to break through the second Zhoutian acupoint, so he stopped.
…
In the garden corridor of the Golden Guanyi, a branch of curling winter plum blossoms bloomed beautifully. The branches and leaves spread upward, looking full of vitality.
Plum blossoms in midsummer are rare, but with the warrior's ability to create heaven and earth and steal the essence of the sun and moon, this kind of reversal of the cold and heat climate is really not a big deal.
Confucianism has always admired plum blossoms. There is a saying that "the sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." After experiencing the bitter cold, plum blossoms bloom in full bloom and have a wonderful fragrance. This is what Confucians admire.
Yang Ji is a descendant of literary Confucianism. After seven years of studying hard in a cold window, Confucian culture has been edified to his bones. When he saw plum blossoms, he couldn't help but come and take a look.
No matter how fragrant the plum blossoms were, they couldn't hide the worry on Yang Ji's eyebrows.
It has been three days since he entered the Golden Post Office, but except for the first day, Yang Ji has made no progress.
"This won't work!"
Yang Ji raised his head, looked at the criss-crossing plum blossom branches above his head, covering the sky, and thought to himself.
For other people, time may not matter. But for Yang Ji, it counts on his fingers. Yang Ji must race against time to win the trust of the little prince Jiuding in the shortest possible time.
But until now, Yang Ji has not even met the young prince Jiuding. Perhaps the young prince Jiuding is not in a hurry at all, or he is waiting for a suitable time or something.
But Yang Ji couldn't wait.
Standing among the lush plum trees, smelling the faint fragrance in his nose, Yang Ji's mind became clearer and his thinking became more agile.
"This won't work! We have to find a way to approach the young prince Jiuding and attract his attention."
Yang Ji raised his head, his heart filled with confusion.
Almost all the people who set up the curtain for the Little Prince Jiuding were waiting in the hall, completely passively waiting to be summoned, but Yang Ji was different.
There are no restrictions on movement in the Golden Official Post, so Yang Ji did not stay in the room to relieve his guilt and have fun like others. Instead, he moved around, proactively looking for opportunities and inquiring about news.
The corner where Yang Ji is now seems to be remote, but in fact, the view is wide, and he can take in most of the official post. Whether the people inside want to go out, the people outside want to come in, or the people in the garden are moving, Yang
You can basically notice it.
Unfortunately, Yang Ji did not collect any useful information in three days.
The entire golden official post was silent. It seemed that the people under the young prince Jiuding had just arrived, and all their thoughts were on this golden official post, thinking about how to adapt here.
"If we really can't find any chance, we can only find a way to find the young prince Jiuding!"
Yang Ji sighed and thought to himself.
No matter when he self-recommends himself, he can only register for the next book, especially when his identity cannot be exposed. But if the situation is forced and there is no chance, Yang Ji can only find a way to get a chance to win.
No matter what, it's better than waiting for death!
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way quickly!"
Just as Yang Ji's heart was going up and down, a sudden burst of angry shouting came. The door of the golden official post opened with a bang, and a figure helped another figure and walked in hurriedly from the door.
Both figures had blood on their heads and faces, and the one being supported was covered in blood and motionless.
"They are people close to the young prince Jiuding."
Yang Ji stood under the plum tree, and with a flash of his eyes, he saw the wild dragon symbols on the clothes of the two of them. The two of them were clearly wearing the brocade clothes of Prince Jiuding's Mansion.
"These two people seem familiar..."
Yang Ji looked carefully and suddenly remembered:
"It's them!"
Yang Ji walked around every day and observed everything under the plum blossom tree. People in Jinguanyi came and went, and he was basically familiar with them.
These people are clearly the cooks brought by the young prince Jiuding from the Imperial Capital.
The nobles of the royal family were well-dressed and lavishly fed, and they were generally very picky when it came to eating, and ordinary things simply could not enter their stomachs.
When Yang Ji was in Jin'an City, he even heard from merchants traveling from north to south that these royal nobles and children of the royal family did not eat the best food. They would spit it out after taking one bite and could not swallow it at all.
However, Taiyuanzhou is located in the eastern border. Although it is rich, after all, it is much worse than the imperial capital, and the food is much worse. The only solution is to bring your own cook, buy it locally, or even transport the ingredients remotely.
These people almost every day before dawn, Yang Ji saw them going outside to purchase ingredients. Then they returned to Guanyi with a lot of precious ingredients.
"Who actually injured the people around the young prince Jiuding?"
A light flashed in Yang Ji's eyes, and he immediately felt something fishy.
The young prince of Jiuding is a member of the royal family. Although he does not have any official title, his status is there. This kind of person is not something ordinary people can mess with.
No matter whether they are wealthy businessmen or wealthy families, no one dares to provoke them. When you encounter such people when buying groceries, sometimes you even have to give them to them for free because you can't afford to offend them.
In a place as important as Zhou Mansion, there are not many people who can afford to offend the young Prince Jiuding.