[Primary prescription: whether to buy a two-year life span…]

"Buy!"

...

A stream of light lit up and fell into Ying Jichang's eyebrows. Warm energy burst out, and countless words appeared in his heart. Although it was not a big seal script, he understood it all at once.

At this moment, countless words exploded, and a blurred figure in white clothes appeared, a large cauldron in front of him, and the earth fire rose, refining it over and over again.

The two-year life span is not only the prescription, but also the experience of refining. With this sweetness, Ying Jichang suddenly had the idea that two-year life span is not expensive.

People are always like this!

Whether in the past and present, I am greedy for small gains. Although I feel that the things I buy are a bit expensive, I get free items when I see a small event.

Immediately, the mood of buying expensive will disappear without a trace, and then I feel like I have obtained a bargain.

The same is true for Ying Jichang today!

...

As soon as the thought moves, the information panel is called:

Host: Ying Jichang.

Race: people.

Bloodline: royal family.

Cultivation: 0.

Lifespan: 1 year.

Practice: Qi and Blood Transportation Technique "The use of refining and strengthening Qi and Blood, combined with the treasure medicine of heaven and earth, can create the supreme foundation of Tao"

Treasure: Tianhuang Emperor's Salute "The peak of ordinary soldiers, slaughtering nine million creatures, and you can advance to the lowest-grade magic weapon." Xuanhuang inner armor "The peak of ordinary soldiers, and you can withstand the peak of Qi training."

"Total mission: Longevity and longevity" "Progress 0". Side mission 1: Reversal of historical tragedy and extend lifespan! "Progress 0""

"Side Mission 2: Take the 100-year life-long prolonging medicine to prolong life, "0/10""

Prescription: Primary prescription.

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"Why!"

After looking at the information panel, Ying Jichang was silent, leaving only one year of life. In fact, he could feel the changes in his body without looking at the information panel.

Although it seems as always, Ying Jichang can clearly feel the loss of life.

...

One night passed, and when the sun was hanging in the sky, Ying Jichang walked out of the dormitory.

After a brief adaptation, he was used to some trivial matters.

Feudal society was the most friendly era for men. As long as they were in a high position and had a lot of power, they would have someone to feed them even if they were dressed and washed.

...

After jogging in the cold Liyang Palace, Ying Jichang came to the Imperial Medical Office. He needed medicinal materials to prolong his life to survive.

One year's lifespan is too worrying.

"I have seen the young master!"

Ying Jichang nodded and glanced at the officials in the Imperial Medical Office: "Where is the Imperial Medical Order?"

If Mr. Xian was seriously injured, he would inevitably gather the entire Liyang Palace medicinal materials to death. At this time, Ying Jichang could only make a time difference.

Even if Mr. Xian had eaten thousand-year-old ginseng, he would have lost his life. In contrast, Ying Jichang cared more about his own life span.

"Young Master, the Imperial Doctor Order went to the palace and was called away by the eldest master!" A young doctor came over, smiled at Ying Jichang, and said.

"Go and get two thousand-year-old ginseng from the Imperial Medical Office for this master to take over. This master will be of great use!"

The absence of the imperial physician order is more beneficial to Ying Jichang. After all, no one in the entire Liyang Palace does not know.

Upon hearing this, Bian Xingzhou smiled bitterly: "Young Master, don't be a minister. If the Imperial Physician is not here, I can't sit down!"

"Hurry up, don't force me!"

He glared at Bian Xingzhou, Ying Jichang sneered and said, "It seems that you are going to do the right thing with me? Even if it is the imperial physician order, I dare not refuse my request."

"Go and get it quickly. When the Imperial Physician ordered me to ask, he said it was taken by me. It has nothing to do with you!"

"promise."

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Taking two ginseng, Ying Jichang returned to the dormitory. He took the ginseng out of the box and chewed it and ate it.

Ginseng is very fat, the juice is fragrant, which makes people feel salivation. When ginseng enters the stomach, it bursts out with calories. At this moment, he quickly uses the qi and blood transport technique.

"The host refines one hundred-year-old ginseng, and the life span will increase by one year. The next time it is refined by two hundred years! The rest of the genus is not limited, and it takes more than a hundred years."

"This liar!"

"This liar, Bian Xingzhou, actually lied to me!"

Looking at another ginseng with similar roots, Ying Jichang felt the urge to kill for the first time. The thousand-year-old ginseng he wanted was given to him by Bian Xingzhou.

...

"Young Master, you have returned to Liyang last time. The eldest master asked me to come down to inform me!"

When Ying Jichang heard that his father had arrived in Liyang, his anger suddenly subsided. He knew that it would be impossible to find trouble for Bian Xingzhou at this time.

"lead the way!"

...

Today is a good weather, with bright sunshine and low breeze. Walking on the road, the whole person is warm and makes people feel very comfortable.

After a while, Ying Jichang walked into the main hall of Liyang Palace. At this moment, everyone was there.

"My son has met the king and father, and the mother!"

Seeing Ying Jichang salute, a smile appeared on Duke Xian’s pale face and nodded: “Ji Chang is here, okay, very good!”

"Mr. Father, your wound..."

"Mr. Dad is fine, don't listen to your elder brother, he is just too worried!"

...

Due to the system, Ying Jichang could clearly feel the loss of Xian Gong's vitality, but it was probably not a few days before.

"Everyone is here today, I have something to say!"

With the help of Ying Quliang and others, Duke Xian sat up, looked at Ying Qian and the other two and said, "For the father, there are only three children."

"Shao Liang was seriously injured for his father in the battle, so I'm afraid there will be no more time!"

"The Ying surname is different from other old clans. The patriarch of the prince is not only the patriarch of the Ying surname, but also the monarch of the Qin State!"

"For your father, there are only three descendants. The next Duke of Qin must be one of you. They are all here today. Let's talk about your own thoughts!"

Qin Xiangong knew in his heart that the Qin Dynasty is too poor and too weak now. The Ying family must be united. Only when Ying Qian and the other two are united can they cut off gold.

Once there is chaos in Qin, I am afraid that I will die and die. It is precisely because of this that this is the special conversation today.

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As soon as Mr. Xian said this, the entire hall suddenly became silent, and no one dared to speak easily, but Ying Jichang was not moved at all about this.

At this time, Qin State was a pit, and he didn't want to be a grandson. If this was the period of the Qin Empire, Ying Jichang might have considered it.

The thoughts in his mind moved. When he saw that everyone was not talking, he couldn't help but grin and said, "The king and father, the son and minister are talented and knowledgeable. They have no idea about the throne, and they are not enough to take on important tasks."

"The son minister only shows one attitude here. No matter what the king and father decide, the son minister supports it!"
Chapter completed!