"Cough cough cough cough cough -"

The moment he heard the news that Xu Fu had brought back the elixir of life, the First Emperor Ying Zheng suddenly coughed violently.

But he didn't care about this at all, and just asked in a deep voice:

"Zhao Gao, do you really mean what you said! Then Xu Fu...has he really returned?!"

Hearing Lian Shihuang's question, Zhao Gao, who was kneeling below him, quickly responded:

"Your Majesty! It's absolutely true, it's absolutely true! That Xu Fu has indeed returned from overseas! And he also brought back the elixir of longevity!"

"good!"

Ying Zheng shouted excitedly, "Great! It's not in vain that we have waited for him for six years! Six years!"

Speaking of this, he actually gritted his teeth.

Immediately, Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Gao below the palace and said solemnly:

"With my order, Wang Jian is ordered to immediately lead troops to escort Xu Fu to my place. Anyone who blocks the way will be killed without mercy!"

Zhao Gao immediately obeyed the order and said: "Yes! Your Majesty!"

Then, he immediately stood up and ran quickly out of the palace.

Behind him, Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Gaoyuan's retreating figure, his heart couldn't stop surging, and he stood up unknowingly.

"Immortal...immortal..."

Muttering these words, the aging First Emperor began to wander silently in the hall with his hands behind his back.

Every step he took was heavy, as if he was bearing the weight of time.

Ying Zheng's eyes shone with a profound light, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. Maybe it was memories of the past, or maybe it was thoughts about the future.

Imagine the immortality you will get, and imagine the eternal glory of the Qin Empire.

But during this period, Ying Zheng was still unavoidably afraid that this was just an empty joy.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the sunset outside the hall and said in a daze:

"Xu Fu, Xu Fu, I hope you... don't let me down."

…

After a long time.

In the main hall, Xu Fu, who had white hair and beard, knelt on the ground respectfully, holding a small jade box in his hands. In the box lay a mysterious black pill.

He lowered his head and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, this is the elixir of longevity that I have gone through all kinds of hardships and sought from the Penglai Fairy Mountain."

Ying Zheng didn't respond, he just stared at the pill.

Somehow, the first moment he saw this pill, he felt his limbs trembling uncontrollably.

It is the trembling of greed, the trembling of desire.

This tremor seemed to be urging Ying Zheng to take the pill as soon as possible.

As long as you eat it, you will live forever.

"Send it up!" Ying Zheng said solemnly.

"His Majesty."

At this time, Zhao Gao, who was standing respectfully aside, immediately said warmly, "Do you need to try the medicine..."

"No!"

Ying Zheng waved his robe and said solemnly, "I can feel that this elixir is genuine."

Then, the palace attendant trotted to Xu Fu's place, carefully picked up the jade box from his palm, and then carefully walked to Ying Zheng's place step by step, bowed his head and presented it respectfully.

Ying Zheng didn't waste much time. He rolled up his sleeves and picked up the jet-black pill, then stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation.

Strangely enough, as soon as the pill entered his mouth, it immediately turned into wisps of ethereal breath, quickly spreading into his limbs, bones, and even his invisible soul.

"Well……"

Then, Ying Zheng felt a chill all over his body, so cold that it felt as if all his organs and marrow had been frozen into ice slag.

But the cold feeling that made him extremely uncomfortable only lasted for a moment.

It turned into a heart-warming heat that soaked into all areas of his body from head to toe.

"call--"

Exhaling an almost substantive breath, Ying Zheng felt that he had never felt so comfortable since he could remember.

All the heaviness and lethargy inside and outside the body were completely shattered.

This is not an illusion.

Because Ying Zheng was surprised to see...the loose, dark yellow skin on his hands suddenly split into pieces and fell off like a snake shedding its skin.

What is quite miraculous is that his height actually increased by several feet during the bursts of bones.

His body also expanded several times simultaneously.

It's not just about body shape.

Ying Zheng felt that he could kill a cow with one punch.

But in the eyes of outsiders, such as Zhao Gao and the many guards in the palace, it was a different scene.

They witnessed with their own eyes that His Majesty the Qin Emperor suddenly became taller and stronger after taking the elixir.

From an old man, he suddenly became a tall and tall man.

What's even more amazing is that two black horn-like protrusions suddenly appeared on His Majesty's forehead.

At first glance, it looks like a dragon's horns.

"Your Majesty..." Zhao Gao murmured in great fear, "Did he transform into a dragon?"

And Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the throne, was also amazed:

"Is this... the magic of immortal magic?"

At this time, Xu Fu said respectfully again:

"Your Majesty, this elixir of longevity was not given by an immortal."

"oh?"

Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the throne, asked in confusion, "If it wasn't taught by an immortal, who would it be?"

"This is..."

Xu Fu slowly raised his head, showing an extremely pious and fanatical expression, "Oh, the divine blood given by the Supreme Dragon God!"

"Zhuolong?!"

As soon as he heard this, especially the moment he heard the word 'turbid dragon', a large mass of obscure information suddenly exploded in Ying Zheng's mind.

Through this information, he quickly understood one thing.

That is to say, after taking the black pill, he officially became the so-called "Zhuolong", the true descendant of this god of heaven and earth - the blood descendant of Zhuolong.

From then on, he will have eternal life, and all kinds of weird and terrifying dragonborn secret powers and magic.

What's even more amazing is that under the influence of the blood of the Turbid Dragon, your body, soul, and wisdom will become stronger day by day, forever.

The most amazing thing is that Ying Zheng also inexplicably knows that...everything has some connection with him at the level of blood, cause and effect, and culture, big or small.

You can define it artificially, or you can unilaterally give the other party a lower-grade Zhulong bloodline, and then let the other party also obtain an immortal body, as well as various magical powers.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! What if the entire Qin Dynasty he ruled became an immortal race of gods.

But at the same time, Ying Zheng also learned something.

That is, all this is not free.

Zhuolong likes souls and blood, so only constant blood sacrifices to all spirits can maintain the existence of Zhuolong's bloodline.

Otherwise, the power of the bloodline will gradually decline and eventually turn back into a fragile mortal.

"God of the Turbid Dragon!"

Ying Zheng slowly stood up from the throne, and like Xu Fu, he suddenly showed an extremely pious and fanatical expression:

"From today on, I and the people of Da Qin will always worship Zhuolong as the supreme god! Until the end of time!"

The generous gift Xu Fu brought back was so great that it could change the fate of the entire Qin Dynasty.

As for the so-called blood sacrifice... it's really too simple.

"As long as it's all barbarians outside Great Qin..."

Ying Zheng said in a cold tone, "Everyone can be a sacrifice!"

No one in the main hall paid attention to Xu Fu, who showed a joking smile inexplicably:
To be continued...