Perhaps it was caused by the cloudy days, and there was a hint of coolness in the air on the night of the eighth day of May, and the water surface of Taiye Pool was rippled.

The West Garden looks brightly lit, as if it is a world of its own.

The guards in the palace were loyal and strictly guarded the palace gate. Armored teams came back to patrol the palace roads, and a group of palace maids in court dressed in court gathered towards the altar with plates.

In the center of Wanfa Altar in the northwest corner, a Xidan Pavilion has been built here. A brightly colored curtain is hung on the walls, and sacrifices and incense are placed in the middle of the roof.

A group of Taoist priests were dancing in front of the Xidan Chateau. The sound of gongs beside them followed the pace of the Taoist priests. A ritual was being held here.

As the weather became more and more stuffy, Jiajing's body improved. Although he had no energy to deal with the memorials, he had gradually started to practice the rituals seeking immortality.

When the "Invitation for God" was completed, Jiajing, wearing green leaves, walked up the steps and climbed directly to the roof of Xidan Pavilion, standing at the highest point here.

In front of the incense table, the Qing Ci, which was burned with ink fragrance, was skillfully engaged in activities to pray for immortality.

His Taoist heart did not change at all. In addition to the ritual activities, he also ordered the Minister of Works Lei Li to personally preside over the construction of the Zichen New Palace, and decided to build another Yugu Hall to continue his great Taoist practice.

As the night gets deeper, a semicircular moon hangs high in the sky.

After these Taoist links, as Jiajing, who was wearing green leaves, devoutly appealed to heaven for his vision of immortality, this ritual also entered the final stage of giving away the gods.

Jiajing was in a state of malfunction. A layer of sweat had already emerged from his forehead. He did not return to Wanshou Palace immediately, but went to the palace inside to rest.

Huang Jin arranged for the palace maids to serve Jiajing to wash his face and clean his hands, and prepared a bowl of lotus seed soup for Jiajing.

Jiajing was still quite kind at some point, especially those who helped him practice Taoism, who gave him a bowl of delicious lotus seed soup to important people who participated in the fasting and worship activities.

Tonight, Xu Jie and Wu Shan were staying in Xiyuan, as well as the palace's first alchemist Liu Wenbin, Wang Jin and Tao Chengen. Five people were holding lotus seed soup in the front hall and ate it.

Xu Jie and Wu Shan knew that it was not appropriate to eat in front of the emperor for too long. In addition, this was a gift from the emperor, so they also made it faster to eat. Wu Shan's eating style seemed quite elegant.

Liu Wenbin, Wang Jin and Tao Chengen were not so particular, but they kept waving the porcelain spoon with their hands, making them look like they hadn't eaten for a few days.

Jiajing's appetite was obviously bad. After eating only half of it, he handed the lotus seed soup to Huang Jin who was standing next to him to serve.

Huang Jin handed the bowl to the little eunuch outside, then pushed his face with a smile and said, "Master, I'm so happy!"

"Where does the joy come from?" Jiajing was already familiar with the so-called joys and responded calmly.

"Isn't this going to build a new Zichen Palace? Officials from the Ministry of Works inspected Zichen Palace this afternoon, but found a secret grid in the alchemy room of Master Guo Tian. There was a place left by Master Tao Tian on the formation ark inside...

A hundred-year-old pill!”

The sound was not loud, not only penetrated into Jiajing's ears, but also reached the ears of the five people below. Smiles appeared on the faces of Liu Wenbin, Wang Jin and Tao Chengen, and shocked appeared on Xu Jie and Wu Shan's faces.

Jiajing's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately said in surprise: "Is it really the hundred-year-old pill of Tao Tianshi?"

Since he practiced Taoism, the most powerful alchemist was undoubtedly Tao Zhongwen, and Tao Zhongwen's most powerful elixir was the Centennial Pill. Even if ordinary people took this pill when they were young, they could still live to hundreds of years old.

Huang Jin smiled and pointed at his nobleman Liu Wenbin and the other two and said, "This matter has been certified by several Taoist masters!"

Jiajing's eyes immediately fell on Liu Wenbin and the other two. Liu Wenbin took the lead and said, "Your Majesty, this pill is the 100-year-old pill refined by the family master. It has been moistened by many years of spiritual energy, and its effect is stronger than the 100-year-old pill.

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"How many particles are there?" Jiajing asked eagerly.

Liu Wenbin sighed heavily and said, "Report to the emperor, because the days are too long and this pill is indeed precious, only six pills are left!"

"It is hard to find a spiritual pill, and six pills are not easy! In the past, Master Tao Tian's cooking was only two or three pills. Please take them for me to take them!" Jiajing felt a little regretful, and then expressed his understanding again.

When Huang Jin heard this, he was preparing to present the six hundred-year-old pills.

"Your Majesty, you must not take this pill!" Wu Shan's face was slightly shocked, and he immediately stood up to stop him.

However, Liu Wenbin was not afraid of the second assistant of the dynasty, and immediately said tit-for-tat: "Old Master Wu, this pill is the precious pill left by my master for the emperor. What's wrong with this?"

"How to prove that this pill was left by Master Tao Tian?" Wu Shan always felt something was wrong, and he also questioned.

Tao Chengen seemed to be ready and immediately stood up and said, "My father's notes mentioned this matter, but he has never found it in his father's room, so he has never mentioned this matter!" As he said that, it was right again

He said to Jiajing: "Your Majesty, this pill is indeed a hundred-year-old pill. I am willing to swear to heaven!"

"Your Majesty, that copper furnace is my master's belonging, and who can still refine the hundred-year-old pill today?" Liu Wenbin also stood up and said loyally.

Wang Jin originally wanted to stand up, but found that he seemed to be redundant, but he was standing aside to observe the situation.

Facing the disadvantage of one against two, Wu Shan bowed clearly and said, "Emperor, whether it is doubtful for the hundred-year-old pill left by Tao Tianshi, if it is not tested, the saint is very serious, how can he be surrendered?

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The so-called loyal ministers, if they do something wrong with the emperor, they must stand up and stop them.

"Master Wu Ge, this pill is iron-like in the world! There are only six such precious spiritual medicines left in this world. If you try two or three more pills, then what can the emperor be left? Yan Song can live such a long life

, It is precisely because he was lucky enough to take a Centennial Pill with poor ingredients back then!" Liu Wenbin seemed to be reasonable and genuine.

The return of Yan Song's longevity is already attributed to the Centennial Pill. In fact, Yan Song did eat a Centennial Pill back then, and Yan Song's longevity is also an indisputable fact.

Wu Shan is a very principled person. He refused to give in to what he thought was right, but he knelt on the ground and persuaded him: "The emperor is a body of thousands of gold, how can he take advantage of this danger? I beg the emperor to go first as usual

Try the pill and decide whether to take it or not!”

"Your Majesty, the hundred-year-old pill has seen the light of heaven again, just like the spiritual fruit collected. If you try the pill, you may lose your essence. I beg the emperor to take it as soon as possible!" Liu Wenbin also knelt down and said.

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Chapter completed!