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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty: Subduing the King, Ziwei Qi

"So I don't seem to have to choose?"

“And… do I have a choice?”

Zhao Yong said casually, but he couldn't hide the bitterness in his tone.

But in fact, as Zhao Yong said, Zhao Yong really had no choice, and this was originally something that Zhao Yong and Ying Ji had promised each other in advance, so there was nothing worth arguing about.

If Zhao Yong's guess is correct, there must be at least dozens of Iron Eagle Sharpmen or Knife and Axemen lurking outside the palace now.

If he disagrees, the King of Qin will definitely rush into the palace with his order, and the news of his sudden death in the Qin Palace will be heard tomorrow morning.

So Zhao Yong had no choice, and now this result has already made Zhao Yong very satisfied. Being more and more capable is not the way to deal with people!

And without realizing it, Zhao Yong had already replaced the name I had with me, which said everything.

"Welcome Wu Lingjun to join the Qin Dynasty!"

Ying Ji smiled slightly, and was extremely satisfied with Zhao Yong's answer.

After Zhao Yong joined the Qin Dynasty, Ying Ji's plans could also be started.

As the situation is still turbulent today, the Qin Iron Army has already become weak after conquering the world everywhere and is unable to mobilize extra troops to quell the rebellion in all directions.

But now the situation is different. Zhao Yong joined the Great Qin and Zhao State was incorporated into the Qin State.

In addition to the 200,000 Zhao army cavalry that Zhao State was still stationed on the Northern Great Wall and the 400,000 Zhao army that followed Bai Qi to pacify the world, more than 200,000 Zhao army still remained in Zhao State, which can be used at any time.

This is Yingji's capital to completely pacify the world!

"Welcome Wu Lingjun to join the Qin Dynasty!"

Zhao Gao and Wei Ran also said with a smile on their faces.

From now on, there will be no Zhao King Zhao Yong in the world, but only Zhao Yong, the Wuling Lord of Qin.

"Zhao Gao!"

Ying Ji clapped his hands slightly, and Zhao Gao, who was at the banquet, immediately understood it, took out a jade plate and walked in front of Zhao Yong.

When Zhao Yong looked at it, he found that there were two things on the jade plate, one was a small wooden box and another square thing.

"Mr. Wu Ling, it's time for me to fulfill my promise."

"In the wooden box is an immortal pill, called the Marrow Cleansing Pill. After taking it, you can cleanse the acupoints all over the body and improve Wu Lingjun's cultivation qualifications. It is of great use to Wu Lingjun."

"And another item I call is a book, which records a practice technique called "Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist"

When Wu Lingjun practices this technique to the level of great success, I will also give you a higher level of practice!”

Hearing the words of King Ying Ji of Qin, Zhao Yong's eyes flashed and he reached out to open the wooden box.

When Zhao Yong found a milky white pill emitting a white halo in it, as if it was exuding a fatal attraction, he couldn't help but feel a little quick in his breath.

"The immortal pill that can help others embark on cultivation is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

Zhao Yong carefully looked at the marrow-cleaning pill in the wooden box and exclaimed repeatedly.

Even Zhao Yong couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated at this time. This is an immortal pill, and even contains the opportunity for immortality. How can people not pay attention to it?

At this time, the last trace of unwillingness in Zhao Yong's heart had also dissipated!

Compared with the helplessness that only mortals who seem to be superior but have to be buried in the loess at any time, the immortal martial arts and immortal pills have a greater temptation to Zhao Yong.

"Is this a book? It can actually reflect all the content that can only be portrayed by more than a dozen bamboo slips in one book."

"King, if this thing is produced by energy, it will definitely benefit the people and bring blessings to the world for generations!"

Zhao Yong is worthy of being a king, and he can see the importance of books and papers at a glance.

Hearing Zhao Yong's words, Yingji, Zhao Gao and Wei Ran were all satisfied.

Because Zhao Yong's name for Ying Ji had changed just now, from King Qin to King of Kings, he was indeed a master of the times!

"Wu Lingjun has good eyesight. This day will come. At that time, please invite Wu Lingjun and I to welcome the arrival of a golden world!"

Ying Ji was full of passion and ambition at this time, and raised the wine bottle. Zhao Gao, Wei Ran, and Zhao Yong at the banquet also raised the wine bottle, touched it with vain and said, "Encourage with you!"

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for subduing the king and successfully conquering Zhao Yong. Zhao Yong's loyalty has increased to 75%. The system specially rewards 3,000 value points. The qi of Ziwei is a part of it. Please check it!"

...

The long-lost system prompt sound was in Yingji's mind, and there was a curl at the corner of Yingji's mouth.

Unexpectedly, after impressing Zhao Yong, he would still receive a system reward.

However, Yingji felt relieved after thinking about it. After all, Zhao Yong was once a king and was an existence of the same level as him.

But now I can subdue a king, and the system will probably not be stingy to reward me.

Thinking of the Marrow Cleansing Pill and the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist, Ying Ji couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Unable to be stingy, Yingji was unwilling to teach Zhao Yong a more powerful practice technique.

But in Yingji's hands, in addition to the Qin generals and his own exclusive practice techniques, the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist has so far been the most powerful practice technique in Yingji's hands.

However, the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist is actually not bad. Like the Bull Demon Big Power Fist, it is one of the top martial arts foundation-building techniques from the Yangshen world, and it can definitely support Zhao Yong's early practice.

As for the marrow-cleaning pill...

Yingji couldn't help but look strange at this time. In the past six months, Qin State was busy with war, so he had no time to invest manpower and material resources in the refining and research of elixirs.

This marrow-cleaning pill was brought back by Zhang Yi when he came back from Chu Qiao's world.

And what Yingji never expected was that this marrow-cleaning pill was actually made by Zhan Ziyu.

Zhan Ziyu, this iron-blooded cold-blooded hero, got the complete collection of primary pills from himself and turned into a elixir.

I spent all day long and forgot to eat and sleep, and once I got it, I made one of the most difficult marrow cleaning pills.

But what surprised everyone was that Zhan Ziyu actually refined the marrow washing pill.

After refining the Marrow Cleansing Pill, Zhan Ziyu seemed to have received great encouragement, and he was more concerned about the research on various pill recipes and the refining of pills.

After learning that Zhang Yi was going to return to the local world, he handed in a marrow-cleaning pill to seek credit and prove his strength.

And not only that, Zhan Ziyu also selected more than a dozen reeds, including Meng Feng, to study and refine elixirs.

"What's this?"

"The alchemy master who was delayed by the killer's career?"

"Forget it, it's good to let Zhan Ziyu get the prototype of the elixir production line that can mass produce elixirs in Chu Qiao Chuan world first!"

Yingji had a strange face, but Yingji still accepted such an unacceptable reality.

However, Yingji was also a little secretly happy. It seemed that it was an extremely correct decision to choose to subdue Zhan Ziyu.

Being able to kill people and refine elixirs is simply a genius!
Chapter completed!
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