It felt like I had entered the alchemy room of Saint Taiqing.
This is not an exaggeration, because Di Xin actually went into the alchemy room of Saint Taiqing.
And not just once.
Taiqing Saint, who has the constant-temperature method, usually makes the temperature in the alchemy room extremely comfortable even when he is refining alchemy.
But that was just when I was practicing some ordinary elixirs.
If you are practicing the Nine-turn Immortal Pill, the top elixir in the ancient world, in order to ensure the success rate, even I, who has the status of a saint, will give up some unnecessary steps.
For example, controlling the temperature of the alchemy room.
If there were just some ordinary elixirs, the power of the alchemy furnace might not even be able to break the temperature-maintaining formation in the alchemy room.
But the Nine Transformations Elixir is different.
As the top elixir in the prehistoric world, it will cause strange phenomena in the world when the elixir is produced. After the elixir is completed, it contains the laws of the great road. Even the top elixir furnace in my hand needs to be run at full capacity to successfully refine it.
possibility.
At this time, just a trace of power leaked from the alchemy furnace during the alchemy process made it impossible for the formation in the alchemy room to persist.
In order to ensure that the interaction between the elixir and heaven and earth will not be affected during the elixir refining process, I will not repair the formation.
However, for a saint, he is immune to cold and heat, and those formations are only for comfort, so even if they are destroyed, they will have no impact on him.
The temperature in the alchemy room will naturally not reach the level in the alchemy furnace.
In fact, even when refining the nine-turn elixir, the leakage from the alchemy furnace and the increased temperature in the alchemy room are actually nothing to the immortal cultivator.
But for ordinary people, this environment is not very friendly.
This is the environment in this palace now.
In the palace, the eunuchs and maids responsible for filling in coal and cleaning up ashes were covered in sweat, and their thin clothes clung to their bodies.
After Di Xin entered the palace, he saw the eunuchs and maids who had completed their work, and walked out of the palace carrying the cleaned ashes.
Then.
A thud.
I saw one palace maid suddenly couldn't hold on and fainted on the ground. However, the other eunuchs and palace maids were not surprised. After skillfully collecting the ashes scattered on the ground, two or three people separated and carried the palace maid out.
And during this process, they didn't even have the energy to perform the simplest courtesy with Di Xin standing at the door.
But Di Xin didn't care about this either.
He was about to continue walking forward when he heard the old eunuch waiting in front of Long Tao suddenly said: "Your Highness, it's stuffy in the palace, it's better to go out first, take off your heavy clothes and then come in."
Di Xin looked up and saw the old eunuch, also wearing thin clothes, looking at him kindly.
This old eunuch Di Xin also knew.
Before the old emperor ascended the throne, he was the personal eunuch of the old emperor who was still the prince at that time. After the old emperor ascended the throne, his status naturally increased and he became the internal affairs manager of the palace.
In theory, all eunuchs and maids in the palace are under his jurisdiction.
Regardless of whether they were King Cheng, King Yu, or the following princes, including King Qi, this old eunuch watched them grow up.
When the old emperor was busy with government affairs, it was this old eunuch who was taking care of the princes.
But the most important thing is that this old eunuch is also a powerful magician with extraordinary magical powers.
When Emperor Xia Yan was purging the imperial court and suppressing internal and external affairs, it was this old eunuch who, with his mutilated body, blocked many forces from secretly assassinating the old emperor.
If it weren't for the fact that the old eunuch's strength had inevitably declined due to his age in the past few years, it's still unknown whether the Ban Ren assassin from the Western Land could have surpassed him.
The old eunuch's message went through his mind in an instant.
Di Xin did not pause. After nodding slightly to express his gratitude, he took two steps back and left the hall.
He didn't go far, so he took off his thicker clothes at the door and handed them to the two young eunuchs guarding the door.
Although it was late autumn, it was not winter yet, and the weather was not bad, so Di Xin did not wear too thick clothes.
Otherwise, if it were winter, with the cumbersome clothes in this era, Di Xin would have to go to the side hall and take off all the warmth of the inner lining in half an hour.
After taking off his clothes, Di Xin felt a hint of coolness in late autumn.
And when he stepped into the hall again, he returned to the hottest summer again.
But this time Di Xin did not stop and approached Long Tu directly.
"My son, I pay my respects to my father."
Since he had assumed the identity of someone else's son, Di Xin naturally didn't mind calling him "Father" in front of the old emperor, as a way of fulfilling his filial piety for the deceased King Yu.
But as a human emperor, it was impossible for him to kneel and kowtow to others.
Therefore, although Di Xin said he was paying his respects, he actually just bent down slightly and then cupped his hands.
The old eunuch beside Long Tu had a strange look in his eyes.
But the old emperor lying on the bed didn't seem to care about this. He just opened his slightly closed eyes and glanced at Di Xin.
"Xiaowu is back?"
The old emperor's voice sounded weaker than in Di Xin's memory, but the domineering spirit from before could still be vaguely heard.
The emperor grew up amid internal and external troubles. Even though he was seriously ill, he was still the lion who looked down upon the world.
"Yes, my son is back."
Like a real son, Di Xin asked with a hint of concern and worry: "I heard that my father was seriously ill, so I dared to come back all night long."
"Now that I see that my father is well, my son and I will feel at ease."
"Oh, am I okay now?"
The old emperor twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and the small piece of frost on his face that still stubbornly survived in this temperature also moved.
And his next words made Di Xin almost unable to maintain the expression on his face.
"You're not Xiao Wu, right?"
Di Xin was shocked.
Coming to the Ancient Moon Realm as a clone and taking over the identity of the local residents in a silent way. This is a realm lord level method. Even a saint can't see through it. This is just the Ancient Moon Realm of a low-demon world, so what?
Will anyone be able to see through this?
Qiang Zi stabilized his mind and said without changing his face: "Father, what do you mean by this? I don't know?"
"I don't know?"
The old emperor chuckled, and in his narrowed eyes, the emperor's power fell on Di Xin.
It is a pity that this momentum, which is enough to make ordinary people tremble, is nothing to Di Xin.
After a while, the old emperor withdrew his gaze and returned to his harmless appearance again.
"It seems that I am still looked down upon by others!"