Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Your Majesty, I will treat your erysipelas...
Today was the last day of the seven-day period. Zhu Dan was in high spirits and urged Cao Teng early in the morning: "Let's go back to Xianyang Palace to make the elixir and give an explanation to His Majesty."
In fact, she didn't want to go through so much trouble to rush back and forth, but the map was only in her mind, and she was the only one who knew what materials were needed.
However, Zhu Dan believes that after today, it will not be so troublesome. Once Zheng Ge is cured, she will stay in Lantian County permanently.
Although it is not impossible to invent something in the palace, Zhu Dan still feels more comfortable outside.
The carriage rumbled forward, and Zhu Dan glanced at Hu Hai from time to time.
He was resting with his eyes closed, his face pale, with dark circles under his eyes, and he had completely lost the spirit he had when he provoked Zhu Dan.
Zhu Dan knew the reason.
She extracted Hu Hai's luck when she was refining the elixir last night.
Not a lot, just a little.
It’s not that I suddenly felt soft-hearted towards Hu Hai, but after all, I was just trying out the feel of it last night, and today I have to refine the elixir in front of Zheng Ge.
This is just like rehearsing before a large-scale evening party. Zhu Dan strives to make no mistakes.
What if I draw too much and can’t draw it out when the day officially starts?
Although she could give the pills she made last night to Brother Zheng, it would still lack some shock.
Thinking of something, she praised Wutong: "Daoyou, your secret method is really good!"
It was her first experiment, and she was a little nervous. She was really afraid that it would be like the first time she used spiritual energy after drawing the energy into her body. She would be too excited and lose control of the degree, and use up all the spiritual energy she had, and lie on the ground exhausted for a whole day.
Unexpectedly, it went so smoothly.
Controlling the secret method is just like controlling your own hands and feet. You can extract as much luck as you want. If you extract too much, you can return it as long as it does not enter the alchemy furnace.
"You're welcome." Wutong's voice was light, but he was very proud in his heart.
How could it be bad? Heaven's way is to both guard against him and fear him.
This secret method is tailored to the situation of both parties.
"Mr. Zhu." Suddenly, Fusu's low voice brought her back to her senses. "Can this luck extraction only be done by Hu Hai? I see that he is in extremely poor condition..."
Zhu Dan was unhappy: "You want to replace him?"
"Can I..."
"No, the type of elixir has been decided. You two are completely different. You can't replace him." Zhu Dan said with a cold face, "Don't worry, you will have the chance to draw luck in the future."
She originally thought that Fusu committed suicide after Hu Hai forged the imperial edict, and that Fusu's luck must be inferior to Hu Hai's.
But the fortune of Hu Hai she had witnessed yesterday further deepened her impression that the fortune of the Great Qin was completely different from that of the world of cultivation.
More like the future than the present.
In the future, Fusu’s popularity will be no less than Hu Hai’s - popularity here does not distinguish between good and bad reviews, it is more inclined to the fact that black and red are both red.
After scolding Fusu, Zhu Dan scolded Hu Hai again, with a half-smile: "Looking at you like this, you must have had a bad sleep last night. What kind of nightmare did you have?"
Hu Hai's eyelids trembled violently, and he knew he could no longer pretend to be asleep.
He really wasn't sleepy. After finishing the alchemy yesterday, he lay in bed and had a nightmare all night about being forced to commit suicide. He didn't dare to fall asleep at all, for fear that if he fell asleep he would fall into another endless dream.
"I, I don't remember." He instinctively concealed the content of the nightmare.
Fusu couldn't help but ask, "Is there any solution? This isn't going to work."
Zhu Dan spread his hands and said, "My master never said that. It's just a nightmare. It won't kill him. When he gets really sleepy and his brain rests, he won't have nightmares anymore."
Fusu was skeptical: "You said that if I ask my father to postpone the seven-day deadline..."
"Don't." The more miserable Hu Hai was, the happier Zhu Dan was. She didn't want to let him get away with it.
But to Fusu, she changed her words, "Would I have encountered the same thing if I had moved back? My master said that luck rises and falls. It fell today, but it will be fine once it recovers. Aren't you turning something that could have been over in a moment into a long torture?"
"You have to respect Hu Hai's ideas. I believe he can make the right choice." Zhu Dan glanced at him. "Right, Hu Hai?"
I don’t want any of them! Hu Hai showed a smile that was uglier than crying: “I will listen to my father.”
When the group arrived at the Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng heard that the ingredients for Zhudan had been prepared and was ready to make the elixir.
After asking about the specific requirements and knowing that there was no need for a specific location, as long as the place was spacious enough, he found a yard for her and called other alchemists to watch.
Although Zhu Dan said that she was the only one who could make elixirs, Ying Zheng was obviously not giving up and wanted other alchemists to learn as well.
Perhaps some people show talent and are noticed by the gods and accepted as disciples?
As for the immortal fate, you can never have too much.
However, those alchemists had obviously misunderstood. When they were brought in by the armored guards, they were trembling with fear and their faces were pale, as if they were about to be executed.
After all, the King of Qin said that if the golden elixir could not be produced within seven days, all the alchemists would be killed.
They looked at Zhu Dan, who was standing in the center of the field with a calm demeanor, but they did not hold any hope in their hearts, until a giant tripod over two meters in height appeared out of thin air.
"ah!"
"Bang!"
Hu Hai, who had seen Fusu before, found that he would still be shocked if he saw him again. Ying Zheng, who had never seen him but had heard the report from Jiawei, had his pupils suddenly shrink, but his body did not move.
Others did not have his composure. Some retreated hastily, some fell to the ground, and some even cried out in fear.
Ying Zheng waved to the guards, and immediately someone dragged the screaming slave away.
He had clearly already explained...
Looking at Zhu Dan who was putting things into the alchemy cauldron in an orderly manner without shaking her hands, Ying Zheng felt relieved that she was not affected.
Zhu Dan was indeed not affected.
This is her problem. Once she concentrates, no matter if there is someone making a lot of noise outside, even if there is someone undergoing a thunder tribulation next to her, as long as it doesn't strike her, she won't be affected.
This time was different from the previous attempts. She used the companion fire.
In the world of cultivation, the companion fire can absorb external spiritual power, but here it can only use the one in the alchemy furnace. Zhu Dan dare not be distracted at all.
However, using fire to refine the elixir is indeed much smoother than using firewood, and she can clearly feel that some changes have taken place in the elixir itself.
It's a good change.
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Gongsun Liu looked at her senior sister with admiration, then looked at the alchemist who was curled up in a ball, and curled her lips in disgust.
Each of them has eyes bigger than copper bells. They are so ignorant.
The alchemists had indeed never seen such a scene. At this moment, everyone remembered what Zhu Dan said when he signed the military order in front of the King of Qin seven days ago.
They didn't believe it at the time.
What kind of female body can produce a true golden elixir? Which famous alchemist throughout history was not a man?
But at this moment, they couldn't help but think that this might be true.
The hope of seven days actually lies in this inconspicuous Zhu Dan!
Why did my mother create me as a man? No, since Zhu Dan could be transformed into a woman by the gods, I think I can do it too...
Some people feel desperate, while others believe they have found a way out.
As for whether it is ridiculous for a man to become a woman?
It doesn't exist. This is a fairy fate!
At the same time, Ying Zheng also recalled Zhu Dan's nonsense and looked at the group of alchemists. From their enthusiastic expressions, he guessed their thoughts:
Can one refine elixirs and attain immortality by transforming from a male body into a female body? Ying Zheng's mouth twitched.
Are they underestimating the concept of immortality and gods?!
Although there were indeed some ambiguities about Zhu Dan's entry into the palace - he had people keeping a close eye on Zhu Dan for these seven days, and naturally they also checked her past.
All those involved have been interrogated one by one.
Ying Zheng already believed that Zhu Dan was a disciple of the immortal, but he still had doubts about whether he had changed from a man to a woman.
Rather than believing that the gender change was caused by gods, he suspected Lu Sheng more.
One was the result of the interrogation, and the other was that he repeatedly recalled every detail of Zhu Dan's hasty self-rescue seven days ago.
Of course, even if this matter was 80% false, Ying Zheng decided to send some more female officials to Zhu Dan.
These alchemists are no good.
If he were a god, he would definitely abandon them and choose Zhu Dan.
Ying Zheng's attention returned to Zhu Dan, who was controlling the divine fire to refine the elixir, and he rarely smiled.
He didn't know how to make elixirs, but he saw a lot of things.
Zhu Dan's movements were as smooth as flowing water, without any awkwardness.
Was this kind of calmness just something he practiced last night?
Either Zhu Dan was extremely gifted, or she was once a deity, and now she has come down to earth to experience trials and tribulations. At the critical moment of life and death, her master awakened her memories of her time as a deity...
Ying Zheng had many guesses in his mind and spontaneously completed Zhu Dan's past. This was something Zhu Dan, who was refining the elixir, had never imagined.
She is now in a difficult situation.
I don’t know if it’s the change brought about by the companion fire, or if everyone present is contributing spiritual energy to her. Most of this spiritual energy is attributeless, but some has attributes.
They entered the alchemy furnace and were directly integrated into the material. The time was too short and the properties did not disappear.
Zhu Dan actually anticipated this, after all, they had rehearsed it, but it didn't have much impact.
The main reason is that the structure of the elixir has been determined, and the integration of attribute spiritual energy into it will not change the substance itself, but will only improve the quality of the material to a certain extent, and make up for the lack of nourishment from spiritual energy.
Therefore, Zhu Dan had a premonition that the quality of the refined pills would be more than one level higher than that during the rehearsal.
But because of this, the consumption of spiritual energy was much greater than Zhu Dan expected.
Higher-grade materials must be matched with the same quality to achieve the best results, so Zhu Dan was faced with a difficult decision:
If the quality of all the ingredients of the detoxification pill is piled up, the final product will definitely be perfect, but it will face the crisis of insufficient spiritual energy.
She would not be satisfied if she did not accumulate, and this improvement has already begun.
Zhu Dan didn't have time to think carefully, so she decisively followed her heart.
She wanted perfection, and her intuition told her that she could be perfect.
The essence is extracted from each material one by one, and finally it comes to the last step: fusion.
Zhu Dan shouted, "Hu Hai!"
Hu Hai suddenly got an idea.
There seemed to be a voice ringing in my ears: Are you willing to give away your luck?
He didn't want to, especially after having such a terrible dream last night.
But he looked at his father who was staring at him not far away, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I do."
Zhu Dan succeeded in refining the elixir yesterday. It would be useless for him to destroy it now, and it would only make his father dissatisfied with him.
Zhu Dan breathed a sigh of relief.
The secret method connected her and Hu Hai, and she truly saw the luck in him. Unlike Fusu who was like a little sun, Hu Hai was like a coal ball, surrounded by black air and full of malice.
Zhu Dan could feel the black spiritual energy floating towards her from time to time, which showed Hu Hai's resentment towards her. She was really afraid that Hu Hai would change his mind halfway.
She would never want to ruin her perfect work.
If Hu Hai dares to let her down at this time, don't blame her for being cruel!
The main ingredients are all here, and fusion is no longer a problem.
The medicinal liquid solidified rapidly, and almost at the point when his spiritual power was exhausted, Zhu Dan cast his last spell.
The companion fire went out, and a golden pill rushed out from the cauldron. She tiredly held the cauldron, stretched out her right hand, and used the last bit of spiritual power to pull the pill into Zhu Dan's hands.
Perhaps the golden light of the elixir was too bright, which dazzled Zhu Dan's eyes. In a trance, she saw a bean field.
Zhu Dan held the golden elixir and lay down on the cauldron.
Tangyuan was also very tired, and her little voice was very weak: "Master, are you okay?"
"It's okay, let me take a break." She was used to over-consumption.
Ying Zheng had been staring at Zhu Dan and naturally noticed her abnormality. He took a step forward worriedly, but then stopped.
Before Zhu Dan made the elixir, he instructed that no one should disturb him.
Although the flames were extinguished and the golden elixir appeared, it should be over, but...
Ying Zheng summoned Wang Changshi and gave him some instructions.
His eyes turned, passed by a group of kneeling servants, saw Liu Bai who was writing furiously, and walked over.
Liu Bai was holding a drawing board and a black charcoal stick in his hand. He was sweating profusely and looked fanatical. He didn't even notice Ying Zheng walking over.
When the king asked him to work for Zhu Dan, he was unwilling to do so and felt that he was being exiled. When he recalled it now, it seemed like a lifetime ago.
The more he interacted with Zhu Dan, the less he thought so, but it was not until this moment that the shock completely shattered his heart.
Liu Bai realized later that it was not exile at all, but his chance, thanks to his ancestors!
He was fortunate to witness all of this, fortunate to record all of this, and people in later generations will see all of this through his hands... Just thinking about it made him feel energized and he could paint for three days and three nights!
He would carve it out with meticulous care and would not allow even the slightest mistake.
He deeply believed that this was a major historical event that was no less significant than the Qin Dynasty's conquest of the six kingdoms and the six kingdoms sending captives to pay homage!
Because everyone present was providing Zhu Dan with spiritual energy, her weak body quickly regained some strength.
But it's not just the spirit energy that's consumed, it's also the soul. Spirit energy is easy to obtain, but the soul can only be restored through sleep. Zhu Dan pulled himself together and looked at Zheng Ge: "Your Majesty."
The sound was not loud, but Ying Zheng heard it and immediately left Liu Bai and walked over.
"Mr. Zhu, how is it? I have asked Attendant Wang to prepare your favorite venison."
Zhu Dan touched his stomach and felt a little hungry.
The spiritual energy in Daqin is thin, and eating can replenish energy.
Jiawei quickly brought a chair and Ying Zheng personally helped her onto the chair.
Zhu Dan couldn't wait to see the effect of the elixir: "Your Majesty, I will treat your erysipelas."
Ying Zheng wanted to say there was no rush, but seeing Zhu Dan's expectant look, he nodded and sat down opposite Zhu Dan.
"How to treat it? Just take this detoxification pill?"
Witnessing Zhu Dan refining the elixir on the spot, he believed in the effect of the elixir even more than Zhu Dan himself, and had no intention of letting his servants test the poison.
Zhu Dan, on the other hand, firmly refused: "Of course not."
"Although I have carefully considered this detoxification pill and have examined your physical condition, it can be considered tailor-made for you. However, this is my first time refining an elixir in Daqin. Without sufficient clinical data, how can I allow Your Majesty to take it casually?"
Although in Zhu Dan's mind, volunteers for drug trials are equal, she also admits that the existence of Qin Shihuang is very important to the Qin Dynasty.
Ying Zheng once again felt Zhu Dan's appreciation for him, and his voice became softer as he said, "So, what do you think, Mr. Zhu?"
"This medicine is originally for external application." Zhu Dan thought and spread out his right hand. Golden round particles as big as grapes slowly floated up.
Ying Zheng's gaze followed the golden elixir.
Originally, he thought that the elixir offered by the alchemist was dazzling and truly extraordinary, but now that he saw a real immortal disciple refining the elixir, he realized that the elixir was not round enough and not natural enough.
It is bright, but it lacks some spirituality after all.
This feeling is very subtle. Perhaps it is because once you have seen the authentic product, you will not be deceived by the counterfeit one.
The pill fell on Ying Zheng's head, like a small golden lamp, enveloping him completely. He seemed to be immersed in warm and soft water, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.
He felt something being washed away from his body, becoming lighter and lighter.
He seemed to be floating up and flying into the sky.
Zhu Dan's eyes widened.
Fusu murmured: "Father..."
Even Hu Hai, who was anxiously awaiting the consequences of his luck being extracted, looked over in horror.
They saw it.
Under the golden light of the elixir, black particles floated out of Ying Zheng's body, like moths to a flame, and covered the elixir.
The grape-sized pill began to swell until it became the size of a fist, and the golden color of the pill turned into a dull black.
The last ray of golden light struggled for a few times and then went out. The black ball rolled and hit a wild grass when it landed.
The next moment, the weeds turned yellow and withered.
"Hiss!" Everyone gasped, and the guards guarding Ying Zheng and Zhu Dan almost instinctively stood in front of them.
Zhu Dan was stunned for a moment: "Is it so poisonous?"
"Brother Zheng is so amazing! He can still be so alive and kicking even with so much poison in his body. This is definitely due to good luck!"
This complaint was quite loud, and everyone who heard it nodded in agreement.
Only the king would do this. If it were them, hiss...
Zhu Dan sat down and rested for a while, and after regaining some strength, he stood up and wanted to take a look at the black ball.
Seeing her walk over, Fusu said worriedly: "Mr. Zhu..."
"It's okay, I can judge the toxicity." Zhu Dan squatted down and released spiritual perception from a distance.
Huh?
It was indeed poisonous, but it didn't seem as toxic as she thought...
At this moment, Ying Zheng's joyful voice came from behind: "Mr. Zhu."
Is Zheng Ge awake?
Zhu Dan blinked and was about to stand up, when suddenly the inner cauldron of his soul shook violently, as if an incomparably powerful aura was crashing onto the shore like a huge wave.
Too too much, too much!
A strong feeling of dizziness came over me.
Zhu Dan covered her head, feeling as if she had a concussion, uncomfortable, and wanted to vomit, but she knew that this was not her feeling, it was Tangyuan's.
"Tangyuan, what's wrong with you?"
Tangyuan didn't answer, but Wutong said in a cold and urgent voice: "Daoyou, you are in trouble! Now calm down and listen to me..."
Zhu Dan didn't hear the rest of the words clearly. He just felt dizzy and passed out.
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