The Main God Space is Coming

Since the Renyin Palace Change, Emperor Jiajing moved from the Forbidden City to Xiyuan for more than ten years.

He no longer went to court, nor did he collectively summon the cabinet members, and spent more time practicing Taoism and mysteries every day.

It is called "governance by inaction".

Led by a Jin Yiwei with a determined face, wearing a flying fish suit, and wearing an embroidered spring knife on his waist, Beigong Wuyue also arrived at the destination - Yuxi Palace.

The vigorous and round regular script characters "Yuxi Palace" and the five small characters in respectful regular script "Chen Yan Song Jingshu" on the lower left side of the plaque can be seen clearly.

A huge three-legged alchemy furnace has been erected in front of the palace.

Bei Gong Wuyue looked at the eunuchs and guards lined up in rows with a calm expression.

In an unobvious place, he also saw the person he wanted to see.

In other words, it was this person who summoned him from a place thousands of miles away.

There was a tall and thin middle-aged man in a light silk toga and a black beard fluttering in a bun.

It is Zhu Houjun, the current Jiajing Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!

His pale and almost bloodless face hinted at his frailty and frailty.

That's right, I have been poisoned by heavy metals for a long time, so it's amazing that I didn't die immediately!It's God giving him face.

"Meet Your Majesty."

Beigong Wuyue made a Taoist salute.

The eunuch on the side was furious: "Bold!"

Life and death things!I don't know how much blessing I have accumulated to be able to meet the emperor, but I dare not do five prostrations and three prostrations!

Raise your hand lightly.

Jiajing smiled slightly, an unexplained look flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he also saluted.

"I heard that Mr. Ji is good at the technique of outer alchemy, can you hear it?"

Straight to the point.

Jiajing directly named the main purpose of this time.

Although he looks like a fairy, he is really not convincing at such a young age.

Can't make people believe that Bei Gong Wuyue is an old guy who has returned to his old age, right?

In front of the emperor, being handsome is not a meal.

Beigong Wuyue cupped his hands and bowed again: "You're showing your ugliness."

Simple and straightforward!

He just likes it that way.

Emperor Jiajing's soft sentence revealed everything inside and outside the words - capable, live!Useless, bully the king, die!

A well-known alchemist who is good at alchemy.

This is the identity of the system arrangement.

Now, he was lucky enough to be invited to the power center of the entire Ming Dynasty, so he had to work harder.

Now that everything has been discussed, Beigong Wuyue began to check the medicinal materials that had been prepared before.

As for Jiajing's gaze on him, he didn't respond at all, just doing his own thing.

At this time, even kneeling and begging for mercy would have no effect.

He will give Jiajing what he wants.

After finishing the preparations, Beigong Wuyue flicked his finger, and a ball of flame as thick as a fingertip came out of his hand and landed on the black charcoal under the alchemy furnace.

puff!

The black charcoal burned violently.

Jiajing narrowed his eyes, his internal strength reached a very high level and he could barely do it...

interesting.

"Huh?" The next moment, Jiajing lost his composure.

I saw that a series of hieroglyphic runes glowing with golden light were continuously struck out from Beigong Wuyue's hands, just like small dragons falling into the sea, submerging and disappearing.

Beigong Muzuki, who had a calm or even indifferent expression, suddenly became taller in his eyes.

Extraordinary handsome, ethereal appearance, austere black Taoist robe, ordinary jade-colored hair bun... no longer ordinary.

"emperor……"

"Silence!"

Jiajing struggled to lower his voice and looked sullenly at Yan Song who had just arrived.

In his heart, even this so-called good minister is not as good as Beigong Wuyue who is refining alchemy at this moment.

Yan Song, who had white beard and eyebrows and solemn face, immediately shut his mouth.