All Heavens: The Lord God exploded

"Hey hey..."

"Done!"

At this time, Ye Wuque had already returned to the main god space.

What black shadow is integrated into the body of the First Emperor is of course just the main god’s destiny card.

And he, Ye Wuque himself.

At that time, he was very generous, opening the passage between the two realms, and then disappeared in front of the other party.

The only blame is that the other party has poor eyesight.

Of course, the First Emperor was not timid, he just had a sense of awe for the unknown.

Moreover, it is indeed true that the main divine destiny tablet entered the body.

"Okay."

"You're silent, right?"

"Ahem..."

"It seems that I am really old. Even ghosts and ghosts dare to bully me."

It's quiet in Luanjia.

The only sound was the gasping voice of the First Emperor.

Maybe.

I also know that my fate will not be long.

Since the beginning of spring this year, he has often suffered from a dull pain in his abdomen, accompanied by coughing up blood. If he does not take the pill for a day, he will not be able to rest for the whole night...

How can all these things be the image of immortality?

But he was very unwilling.

He is the First Emperor.

He is rich in the world, and he also wants to live forever and stay in the world for tens of millions of years.

Therefore, this fifth eastward tour is not so much that the First Emperor wanted to shock the Shandong nobles, but rather that he was giving himself the last chance for immortality.

There are rumors in the world that there are fairy mountains in the East China Sea.

One day Penglai.

One day, abbot.

One is Yingzhou.

He has already sent people to search for it.

Therefore, when we go here, we must go to the Jieshi on the sea to view the sea, and wait for Xu Fu, who claims to be a Qi practitioner, to deliver the elixir across the sea for His Majesty, the First Emperor.

Alas.

How else to say it.

Old people are easy to deceive.

Even His Majesty the First Emperor of Qin was not spared.

"Ahem..."

"Come out..."

"Get out of my body, are you still unwilling to show up?"

Our Majesty the First Emperor of Qin vomited blood again.

Time is a butcher's knife.

Even the greatest king in the world cannot defeat time.

"Alas."

In the space of the main god.

Ye Wuque also sighed quietly.

He really couldn't bear it.

However, if you don't push the other party into a hurry, the other party may not be willing to listen to you until the last moment. There is no need to sacrifice anything. For five thousand years, looking at these great kings in history, there are not many

A person who will take ghosts and gods seriously.

Therefore: you must let the other party taste the sweetness first.

This is the first step you must take.

Hmm.

It’s just as bad as boiling an eagle.

It depends on who can't stand it first.

I bet.

The First Emperor of Qin will definitely lose.

He was already terminally ill, but he also felt something foreign entering his body, so he stayed up all night and waited until daybreak. As expected, the First Emperor was already about to run out of oil.

And it seems to be a signal.

As soon as the sun comes out.

[Ding! The main god’s destiny card is being activated...]

[Host: Ying Zheng (the First Emperor of Qin).]

[Identity: Emperor of the Empire.]

[Body: Chronic poisoning, on the verge of death (counting down).]

【Luck:.】

【Dynasty Luck:.】

[Ding! The main storyline is being activated...]

[It is detected that the host is too weak and there is no main storyline. Please complete the self-rescue first. The following is the self-rescue plan.]

【Sacrifice:...】

"Hahahaha...ahem...you spoke, you really did."

The First Emperor felt that he had won the bet.

Very early in the morning.

Then he laughed, although his voice was a little desolate.

"Who are you?"

"Why is it hidden in my mind?"

"Eh!?"

"Also, host, why do you call me your host?"

"Speak..."

"Why is it called a widowed host..."

"Ahem..."

"I am about to die of chronic poisoning. This is impossible. Who dares to poison me?"

"Luck, ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, ninety-five nobles, this makes sense, and this dynasty's luck, it's talking about...I, the humble man, conquered this world...

.. Let me save myself, how to save myself, sacrifice, what is sacrifice, I have sacrificed to the ancestral temple, to God, to the three emperors and five emperors, to the sages of the human race, but I have never heard of it, what is it?

The main god needs sacrifices...cough...cough...where did you come from the wild temple?"

"Go away..."

"Get out of my body..."

The First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty will definitely not accept this food.

"Okay!"

"I...I just want to ask you one question...if I sacrifice like you, can I live forever...ah...can I live forever?"

Ye Wuque has been holding back from answering.

But now.

"Yes."

Ye Wuque instructed the subsystem to answer.

"Okay."

"Very good."

"I am rich in the world. If you want to offer a sacrifice, I will sacrifice that person for you. I just hope you don't deceive me."

Saying murderous words.

The oil lamp has dried up, but we, the First Emperor of Qin, cannot lose our magnanimity.

Look around.

It seems that there is nothing to sacrifice.

So he bowed his head.

At this moment, there are two things on the desk that are dealing with documents submitted from all over the country, which are most eye-catching.

One said: He's Bi is also the national jade seal.

Second: The Wentian Sword is a symbol of the emperor.

The Heshi Bi cannot be touched lightly. After it is made into a national jade seal, it is already related to the inheritance of the empire.

But although the Wentian Sword is the first of the ten famous swords, since it fell into the palace, it has only become his side sword. If it is said to be a killing weapon, it is far worse than a tool that symbolizes imperial power.

.

Touch it with your hand.

The First Emperor's eyes were a little complicated. After all, he had been following him for so many years.

But I have no choice.

【"Supreme Lord God!"】

["Have you heard my call?"]

["My Emperor Yingzheng, respecting the ancient covenant, please allow me to offer you a magic weapon: the Wentian Sword."]

This paragraph makes me laugh out loud.

The First Emperor swore that he had never felt that his voice was so numb.

God, have you heard my call?

I don’t know how this so-called main god can come up with such a second-rate language.

Isn’t it disgusting?

Hmm.

Ye Wuque naturally heard it.

But it’s so fun!

Qin Shihuang.

This is Qin Shihuang.

He is offering sacrifices to me.

It's just that this old boy is about to die of chronic poisoning. Yes, he must have taken too many fake elixirs. However, I don't seem to have anything in my hand that can be used to cure the erysipelas on his body.

What to do?

You don’t really need to change your tools, do you?

Of course not.

Ye Wuque thought again.

"That's okay."

"It seems that's the only way it can be."

After saying that, he rubbed his hands vigorously - of course, it was definitely not a nuclear bomb, but a ball of 'elixir' that was forcibly condensed purely from the air in the Lord God's space.

Nothing else.

It only brought a little bit of the bodily fluids of his newly promoted Lord God.

Treat illnesses and save lives?

Back to life?

Of course not.

Detoxification?

Neither.

But we can temporarily suppress the poison in His Majesty the First Emperor of Qin's body and let him live for a few more months.

Hmm.

This seems feasible.