My wife is a sword god.

Prison Luosi failed to find out any news.

The concierge of the imperial physician's mansion and a group of servants saw with their own eyes that the old imperial physician got out of the carriage, had dinner, read medical books in the study until late at night, and then went into the room to rest.

As a result, in the early morning of the next day, as soon as the cleaning maid came into the house, she called a few times but got no response. After sniffing with her fingers, she was surprised to find that the old doctor had swallowed her breath, and hurriedly attracted everyone in the mansion.

Everyone was naturally sad, but seeing the old doctor's expression, when they left, they were considered peaceful.

His son quickly found a friend who was acquainted with the old doctor to check him up.

Several imperial physicians said "sorry" and confirmed that they had passed away.

From beginning to end, there was nothing suspicious.

Listening to Prison Luo Si's report, Emperor Ming didn't say much, but just responded to show his understanding.

On the other side, in a restaurant, by the firelight in the room, I saw a slightly hunched figure, but in the blink of an eye, his figure became tall and straight.

It was clear that there was only one person in the guest room, and there was no one there, but there was a heavy voice: "Did that person tell me who the other imperial physicians who treated Deng Mo were?"

The man poured himself a glass of wine, and said casually: "The old guy's bones are still quite hard, and he still bit his mouth tightly before he died."

"Is it the old guy who is stubborn, or did you kill too fast and didn't have time to ask?"

"In the end, I still can't hide it from you, but it's okay, there are only a few highly skilled imperial physicians in the palace, and they rarely do anything on weekdays, only treating the dog emperor.

I believe that those who are worried about Deng Mo are among them. If it is really impossible, I would rather kill the wrong than let it go! "The tone is full of murderous intent.

"Where do you think Fengtian City is? With so many imperial doctors dying, how can Prison Luosi not be vigilant? I advise you to restrain yourself, and don't ruin the young master's plan."

The man waved his hand, indicating that he knew.

Then he asked again: "By the way, did you find out who killed my younger brother in Jinyang City back then? Don't tell me, you don't know yet!"

The room fell into silence for a while, and the heavy voice sounded again after a long time: "Qin Family, Qin Feng."

"It turned out to be him." The man sneered.

In front of the candles in the house, Qin Feng looked at his palm and couldn't help sighing.

Ji Yi's cultivation is not smooth, although he can compress the Primordial Immortal Qi to the size of half a palm, but if he wants to continue to improve, he has encountered a bottleneck, and it is difficult to improve.

Think about it, too, if he can comprehend the technique that has made countless martial artists flinch in a short period of time, how can this embarrass other martial artists?
He also had a fluke mentality, thinking that with the current control over the Primordial Immortal Qi, maybe he might be able to extradite Xiantian Qi.

The result was naturally disappointing.

Of course, although there are many things that go wrong, it is not that there is no good thing.

Just like now, Xuan Yi's phantom manifested again.

Qin Feng's face was filled with joy, and he immediately mobilized his consciousness to flow into the sea of ​​spirits.

Since this period of time, every night, Senior Xuan will demonstrate to him the method of immortal luck in the sea of ​​gods.

Tonight, it should be to demonstrate the immortal technique——Seven-step Tiangang!
In the Divine Sea, Qin Feng could only see Senior Xuan's white phantom floating in the air, and there was still aura circulating in his body, emitting a dazzling white light.

And every time Senior Xuan took a step, the movement of that breath would change.

Qin Feng paid all his attention, not daring to miss any details. He didn't relax his mind a little until all the seven steps of the sky were displayed, and recalled the scene just now.

This is already the seventh immortal method that Senior Xuan showed him!

Strange to say, although in order to prevent being wiped out by the Dao of Heaven, he only memorized and did not practice, but those fairy arts seemed to be engraved in his mind, and could not be dissipated. Even his body seemed to have memorized the method of luck .

Qin Feng even had the illusion that as long as he wanted to use those immortal techniques, he would be able to flow like clouds and flowing water without any resistance!

"Could it be because of my strange pair of pupils, or the innate qi in my pupils?" Qin Feng was thoughtful.

Just as he was pondering, Xuan Yi reminded again: "Don't, before mastering the divine power, don't arouse the Primordial Immortal Qi at will to cultivate the Immortal Technique.

Immortal arts are beyond the laws of this world. Every time you master one, you will be contaminated with aura. With your current strength, at most three methods may be wiped out by this law of heaven and earth. "

Qin Feng nodded. Naturally, he would not be sloppy when it comes to matters of life.

Only by learning the power of the gods and entering the mysterious state that is not bound by heaven and earth, can he use immortal methods as he pleases!

With his consciousness withdrawing from Shenhai, Qin Feng opened his eyes.

Pushing open the door, a gust of night breeze came.

He walked to the courtyard outside the house, found an open space again, and began to ponder the ultimate intention.

Putting the palm on the ground, arousing the primordial celestial energy, and then moving it away, half of the palm print is clearly visible, about three inches thick.

And this is already the limit of what he can do.

After a helpless sigh, a fragrant wind suddenly came from around him.

Turning his head to look, Liu Jianli, who was dressed in white and looked like a fairy from the dust, floated down.

Tonight is Jianli, Qin Feng thought so.

"Xianggong, what are you doing here?" Liu Jianli looked down and saw countless palm prints in the corner of the courtyard, and couldn't help showing curiosity.

Qin Feng didn't hide anything, he told the truth about the bottleneck in his practice.

"I see." Liu Jianli slightly parted her vermilion lips and nodded slightly.

Then she came to the side, turned her right hand into a palm, and waved lightly towards the ground.

As the ground shook for a while, Qin Feng looked astonished, because there was a black hole the size of a pinhole above the ground, wouldn't it be exactly the same as the extreme intention shown by his father? !

"Miss, have you understood?" Qin Feng said in surprise.

How long has it been, a little over a month?
The ultimate intention that has made countless warriors daunting, and even the poorest can't grasp it in a lifetime, is it easy for the lady to display it?

What a monster this is!
Liu Jianli shook her head: "It's still far from actual combat, but I just touched a little threshold.

However, I should be able to give Xianggong a lesson or two. "

Hearing this, Qin Feng was overjoyed.

That unreliable old man really taught him once, and then he didn't show up again, letting him figure it out by himself and groping hard.

Fortunately, now that there is a lady to guide him, he may be able to go a step further.

"Master, stretch out your hand." Liu Jianli said softly.

Qin Feng did so immediately, and then saw that the lady stretched out her palm and clasped her fingers with him.

The slender, smooth, and warm touch reaches Qin Feng's heart from the palm of his hand.

As the night breeze was blowing, Liu Jianli lifted the hair beside her ear, and said again: "Then I will circulate the energy in my palm, and I will feel it carefully, maybe I can gain some understanding."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Feng felt as if his palm had been put into a stream.

The cool water flows across the fingers and palms, and then converges at a certain point, bringing a more powerful impact.

Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized that the bottleneck that had been unable to break through for a long time seemed to have opened a crack.

He put all his heart and soul into it, perceiving it carefully.

The long dark night passed quietly while the two of them interlocked their fingers.