Chapter 967 No! Brother, no! Stop talking nonsense! The magic after disenchantment becomes even more magical!
Ying Chengxuan looked at Ying Zheng in shock and asked, "Is my brother a god?!"
Ying Zheng smiled and asked: "Is it my brother that I still want to deceive you?"
Ying Chengyu shook his head repeatedly and said: "I am not deceiving my eldest brother. If I were really a god, I would not hide these happy events from my eldest brother."
"It's just, why did I become a god?!"
I became a god, but I was the last one to know?
Is this reasonable?
Ying Zheng said of course: "Zheng Xian and other immortals all said that although I am a mortal, I have lost my divine status."
"Also, as a true immortal, Zheng Xian is willing to serve as a child for his younger brother, but he will follow his lead."
"If I am not a god, how can I do this?"
Ying Chengyu asked dumbfounded: "To this day, eldest brother still thinks Zheng Anqi is an immortal?"
Ying Zheng did not answer.
In other words, Ying Zheng thought he didn't need to answer this question, so he just opened a drawer and took out an already shriveled jujube.
Once the evidence is revealed, silence is better than sound!
Ying Chengyu explained helplessly and seriously: "Zheng Anqi and others are just swindlers."
"I have never exposed them, but I just used the name of the immortal to return to Qin to win the hearts of the people of our great Qin."
"The jujube in the hands of the elder brother seems to be a fairy jujube, but this jujube is just a result of the Zheng'anqi tribe using the technique of alder wood to graft different types of jujube trees into one, and it was selected after hundreds of years!"
"This technique can not only produce jujubes, but also cultivate bigger pears, sweeter changchu, and juicier radish according to the needs of Daqin. If you study deeply enough, you can even obtain rice with a higher yield per acre. , grain of millet! ”
"When Zheng Anqi and his tribe settle down, they will start grafting melons and fruits. By then, the eldest brother will not only be able to hold the so-called fairy dates, but also the so-called fairy raisins. It all depends on the eldest brother's will!"
Ying Chengyu patiently explained the principle of this immortal jujube, trying to persuade Ying Zheng to accept that Zheng Anqi was not an immortal.
But what Ying Chengxuan never expected was that the more Ying Chengxuan talked, the brighter his eyes became, and finally he cried out: "Zheng Xian's magic can not only obtain immortal dates, but also immortal raisins, Immortal Changchu, can you even get immortal rice and immortal millet? ”
"This technique is really an immortal technique!"
Ying Chengyu:......
Tell me plainly, I speak plainly!
Ying Chengyu asked feebly: "It's just a grafting technique that can be widely spread throughout the world and can be learned by all the people."
"Jujube obtained by grafting will not only be unable to help people become immortal and ascend, but it will also be unable to prolong life."
"Everyone in the world thinks that this jujube can revive the dead, make flesh and bones white, and help people transform into immortals and ascend. If this jujube really has such effects, how could Zheng Anqi not eat it first and gain immortality?"
"However, the fact is that Zheng Anqi's ancestors and great ancestors were both named Zheng Anqi, but they have both passed away. Every one or two generations of the Zheng Anqi family will choose one person to inherit the name of Zheng Anqi, and be active in the world as Zheng Anqi, so that People all over the world mistakenly believe that Zheng Anqi never died!”
"Brother, do you still think this is a fairy jujube or a magic trick?"
Ying Zheng looked at Ying Chengyu in disbelief and asked: "Is this the truth?!"
If no one reveals the secret of the immortals' immortality, ordinary people will not be able to figure it out no matter how hard they try.
Regardless of historical records, portraits or word of mouth, it is proved that the immortals have indeed lived for hundreds or thousands of years.
Will historical records still be false?
But once this layer of window paper is broken, the truth becomes easy to understand.
Historical records cannot be falsified, but names can be falsified.
Portraits cannot be faked, but it is not difficult to pick out a descendant who looks like you among your children and grandchildren.
Ying Chengqiu immediately raised his head and nodded wildly: "Yes, yes!"
"Brother, if you don't believe it, you can ask Zheng Anqi himself!"
Ying Chengyu's acting skills were almost zero in front of Ying Zheng's eyes.
So just by looking at the determination and calmness in Ying Chengyu's eyes, Ying Zheng knew that Ying Chengyu was not lying.
Lifting the dates in front of his eyes, Ying Zheng was silent for a few breaths and then sighed in disappointment: "Brother Wu Nai mistakenly thought that by finding Zheng Xian, he would be able to obtain Zheng Xian's ability to live forever."
"I never thought about it! Brother Nai really never thought about it!"
"Zheng Xian is obviously an immortal, but he still uses such tricks to deceive the world!"
Ying Chengqiu stopped laughing immediately, and asked in shock and speechlessness: "Brother, you already know that Zheng Anqi is deceiving the world, but you still think that Zheng Anqi is an immortal?"
Ying Zheng handed the date in his hand to Ying Chengxuan, and said slightly lonely: "People can deceive others, but things cannot."
"Brother Wang has just said that Zheng Xian's technique can not only obtain jujubes, but also large fruits, and can even increase the grain yield per acre."
"Isn't this technique enough to be called an immortal technique?"
"This technique is more worthy of being called an immortal technique than the technique of cultivating immortal dates that Brother Nai imagined!"
"Isn't the person who masters this technique enough to be called an immortal?"
Ying Chengyu was speechless for a moment by Ying Zheng.
Regardless of whether Zheng Anqi is a real immortal, if Zheng Anqi can really use grafting technology to cultivate grains and vegetables with a skyrocketing yield per mu, no matter what kind of grains and vegetables Zheng Anqi cultivates, as long as it can make the world eat an extra bite of food every time , he is a well-deserved immortal in the hearts of people all over the world! Even if Zheng Anqi passes away one day and the people of the world know that Zheng Anqi is not a thousand-year-old immortal but just an ordinary person, the people of the world will not despise him because of this. On the contrary, they will worship Zheng Anqi more sincerely and help Zheng Anqi obtain the title of god in the underworld. !
Ying Zheng sighed with regret: "What a pity!"
"What a pity!"
"Even an immortal like Zheng Xian who has mastered the magic of immortality cannot live a thousand years!"
"Zheng Xian is willing to serve as the king's younger brother. Could it be that he is learning the secret of immortality from the king's younger brother?"
Ying Chengyu suddenly sounded the alarm in his heart, sat up straight and stopped his waist and said: "No! No! Don't talk nonsense!"
"If I really have the way to immortality, I will definitely bring my elder brother to practice together. How can I take advantage of outsiders first?!"
"The reason why Zheng Anqi treats his younger brother like this is because Zheng Anqi was captured alive for his younger brother. My younger brother is in charge of Zheng Anqi's life and knows Zheng Anqi's details, so Zheng Anqi has no choice but to flatter him."
"The second reason is that I am very aware of the grafting techniques used by the Zheng Anqi clan and have already guessed about more and better grafting techniques. If Zheng Anqi does not join my sect, I will spread this technique to the Qin Dynasty. By then, Zheng Anqi will His reputation as an immortal can no longer be preserved, and Zheng Anqi will become an ordinary commoner."
"In order to flatter my younger brother, and also to join my younger brother's disciples without destroying my identity as an immortal, Zheng Anqi and other deceitful people just called themselves young boys under my younger brother's throne, nothing more!"
After saying this long string of words as fast as a military order, Ying Chengxuan quickly picked up the wine cup and moistened his throat with the sweet wine.
Ying Zheng's eyes were indeed more astonished: "Brother Wang is saying that Brother Wang has also mastered the magic that Zheng Xian has mastered, and he has mastered it better than Zheng Xian?!"
Ying Chengyu:......
Ying Chengyu nodded with difficulty and said: "That's just a grafting technique, not an immortal technique."
"But that's what it means."
Ying Zheng tilted his upper body slightly towards Ying Chengxuan, and asked forcefully: "In this case, why does Mr. Lechen worship him as the king's younger brother?"
"Is it possible that the king's brother also knows about the fine wine and fairy dew that Mr. Lechen has in his hands?!"
When he heard the word 'nectar and fairy dew', Ying Chengqiao smiled: "When I first heard about the fairy dew of fine wine, I didn't know what it was."
"After my soldiers seized a jar, I realized that it was just impure alcohol!"
Ying Zheng asked in confusion: "Alcohol?"
Ying Chengyu didn't answer but asked: "I drink before I go up to the battle. Brother, do you know the reason?"
Ying Zheng replied without hesitation: "On the occasion of battle, blood is exhausted and energy is wasted. Drinking alcohol to fill the stomach will help the soldiers fight for a long time."
"Fine wine enters the stomach and the drunkenness rises, which can give rise to the courage to fight and curb the fear of death."
"And wars occur more often in autumn and winter. Drinking alcohol can activate qi and blood and help soldiers be more resistant to cold."
Unless the war situation is extremely bad, drinking before the war basically only happens in the first camp.
The equipment of the first warriors was relatively simple, and their daily meals were barely enough to satisfy them. They needed a bowl of wine to provide them with energy and calories, allowing them to fight longer.
Moreover, the generals in the army do not need the warriors to have too much thinking and wisdom. They only need them to have the strength and courage to rush forward.
A drunken soldier is the most suitable person to die!
Ying Cheng nodded and said: "What the elder brother said is true!"
"The so-called alcohol means the essence of wine."
"The wine you and I drink every day contains more water than alcohol, and there are many impurities in it."
"Lechen uses a device to roast ordinary wine and cool it with water, so that the meal can be discarded, the water removed, and the wine retained."
“One bowl of drink can be worth five or even ten bowls!”
"After the soldiers drank this wine, they moved around again, and their blood boiled up, naturally becoming more and more excited. The alcohol numbed the soldiers' heads and flesh, making it difficult for the soldiers to feel minor injuries and pains, so they naturally became more daring to fight. In addition, with the blessing of the immortal The saying that the immortal dew entered the stomach gave the soldiers unparalleled encouragement and motivation, and they naturally became more adept at fighting. ”
People who have never drank high-alcohol liquor, or even drunk alcohol, drank two taels of high-altitude liquor in one gulp, and someone behind them shouted: You have been blessed, go and deliver it!
With the combination of drunkenness and psychological suggestion, his instantaneous fighting power will definitely be more brave than usual!
Ying Zheng was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Is the fairy dew just another kind of wine?"
"Lechengong's magic is just a way of making wine?!"
Ying Chengyu shook his head and said, "That's not true."
"The technology that Lechen masters is not wine-making. I call it distillation!"
"It's just that the Lechen clan's mastery of this technique is still very simple, and they cannot fully utilize the subtlety of this technique."
"My brother has sent people south to the Chu region to search for Eucommia ulmoides gum, and he has also given Lechen instructions on how to improve himself."
"If Lechen can learn the skills taught by his disciples, he can make real alcohol!"
As he spoke, Ying Chengyu became a little more excited in his words: "Real alcohol is not as simple as being drinkable."
"It can also make the injured area less likely to develop carbuncles. With the use of suturing techniques, I don't know how many lives of wounded soldiers can be saved!"
"In other words, the suturing technique combined with high alcohol is the real life-saving medical technique!"
How much Ying Chenglong once despised the immortals, now Ying Chenglong loves the immortals just as much.
These technical talents are really talented!
(End of chapter)