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"Is this the ultimate intention?" Qin Feng said in shock.

Father Qin stood up and patted his shoulder: "Three feet of ice does not last in a day. It seems simple to you, but from ancient times to the present, many martial artists have spent a lifetime of effort, but they have not been able to reach the ultimate goal." threshold.

Dad, I would like to advise you, if you are unable to do it, give up early and don't waste your time. "

After saying these words, Father Qin put his hands behind his back and left, leaving only a handsome figure behind Qin Feng.

Qin Feng looked at the pinprick-like black hole, and the white inches on his fingertips gathered together and became as thick as a silver needle.

Bai Cun was submerged into the pinhole, Qin Feng continued to extend the length of Bai Cun. He wanted to see how deep the hole was!

With his current strength, Bai Cun could extend a hundred feet, but even so, he still couldn't reach the bottom of the black hole.

Qin Feng put away the Bai Cun technique and said with emotion: "It's just a casual blow to achieve this effect. The martial artist's ultimate intention is really amazing.

If I can master this technique, not only will I have the opportunity to learn divine power, but my strength will also be greatly improved, but this is definitely not an easy task. "

After thinking about it, Qin Feng calmed down and carefully recalled all the details that his father had just said.

He aroused the Hongmeng Immortal Qi in his body, poured it into his palm, and then pressed it lightly on the ground, and a palm print was clearly visible.

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, looked at his palm, and then looked at the palm prints.

If you want to learn the ultimate intention, you must first understand the power of concentration. He thought it would take some time, but he didn't expect to succeed all of a sudden?

"It seems, it's not that difficult?" Qin Feng scratched his head and murmured to himself.

At the corner of the corridor, Father Qin, who had not left, opened his mouth when he saw this scene, not knowing what to say.

After a long time, he explained to himself: "As expected of my son, he does have some talent, but the difficulty of concentration and ultimate intention are very different. I hope he can quit early."

Having said that, Father Qin did not leave immediately. Instead, he observed for a while and after confirming that Feng'er could not use his ultimate intention, he breathed a sigh of relief and left.

Qin Feng in the courtyard practiced until sunset.

Looking at the countless palm prints on the ground, Qin Feng shook his head and sighed: "It's still not that easy after all. It seems that we can only try to figure it out slowly."

Qin Feng turned around and left the courtyard, but did not notice that the last palm print he left was slightly smaller and deeper than the previous ones.

The silver moon is like a hook, and the night wind is getting colder.

A carriage drove out of the palace and headed west on the wide stone street.

There were two people sitting in the carriage. One was an old man with gray hair and a white robe. He had a wooden medicine box on his right hand.

The other one was a middle-aged man with a respectful look. He was asking questions about pharmacology in a humble manner.

And this old man was the famous Dr. Pang in the palace, and he was also one of the most skilled people in the palace.

Doctor Pang obviously enjoyed the middle-aged compliment, squinting his eyes and stroking his beard.

After the questions were answered, the middle-aged man said with admiration: "I have benefited a lot. I really have benefited a lot. Listening to Dr. Pang's words is better than practicing medicine for more than ten years."

Imperial Physician Pang shook his head and said with a smile: "That's ridiculous, Imperial Physician Chen, it's just that practice makes perfect.

With the qualifications of Imperial Physician Chen, his medical skills will surely surpass those of old age in the future. "

"Mr. Pang is so humble. It will be enough if my future achievements can reach one-tenth or two of yours."

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, then said again: "Speaking of which, I still have something I want to ask you."

Doctor Pang smiled and said, "But it doesn't matter."

"I have heard someone mention that the current Demon Slayer Commander of Fengtian City, Sizheng Deng Mo, was the previous Commander of the Eastern Territory.

At that time, against the enemy Asura tribe, they guarded the border for three days and three nights without losing any force, and reached an agreement with the Asura tribe that the other side could not invade Daqian territory again.

Such a great person was seriously injured in that battle. He could only return to the imperial capital to retire, and rely on the medical skills of the imperial doctors in the palace to breathe a sigh of relief. I don't know if that is true or not? "

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Dr. Pang's face instantly faded, and his wrinkles gathered together: "Who told you these words?!"

"Looking at Dr. Pang's appearance, this matter is most likely true, but I don't know who else, besides Dr. Pang, is there among those doctors who are worried about Mr. Deng?" The middle-aged man still had humility on his face. His smile, but his eyes clearly showed murderous intent!

"You are not Dr. Chen, who are you?" As soon as he finished speaking, Dr. Pang suddenly widened his eyes, clutched his chest with his right hand, and his breathing became extremely difficult.

He looked at the middle-aged man and said with difficulty: "What did you do to the old man?"

The middle-aged man stood up slowly, shook his head and sighed: "The imperial doctors in the palace now only have this kind of medical skills, but they don't even know that they have been poisoned?

But seeing that you are old, I will give you a chance to save yourself and tell you what kind of poison you are suffering from. "

The middle-aged man approached the old man and whispered, "This is the incense that returns to heaven!"

Hearing this, Dr. Pang had a look of horror on his face. He had naturally heard of this kind of poison. It can cause heart muscle necrosis and make people unable to breathe, leading to death from suffocation, but people cannot notice that it is caused by poison.

What surprised him the most was that this kind of poison had clearly disappeared into the long river of history along with that sect.

"Your poisonous door!"

The middle-aged man didn't answer, just sneered, and then just watched the old man helplessly, slowly losing his vitality.

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The driver of the horse raised his whip and passed by the men of Prison Luosi who were guarding the street.

The two stared at each other all night, and an assassination disappeared into the night.

The next day, after the morning court, Emperor Ming returned to the imperial study and continued to review the memorials.

"What is that kid from the Qin family doing after he reaches the fourth level?"

Eunuch Li respectfully replied: "Your Majesty, apart from teaching at Taiping Academy, I have been practicing at home and have not gone anywhere.

On the other hand, his two wives were practicing outside Fengtian City every day, and their strength seemed to have improved. "

Hearing this, Emperor Ming raised his brows slightly: "That boy is really lucky. Speaking of Taiping Academy, I remembered that the imperial examination will be held in August. How are all the preparations for it?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the arrangements have been made."

"Yes." Emperor Ming nodded, continued to read the memorial in his hand, and asked at the same time: "Is there anything urgent that needs to be reviewed?"

Eunuch Li hurriedly said: "There was a natural disaster in the Western Region some time ago, and the Western Region sergeants and the Demon Slayer Division suffered heavy losses.

Not to mention the two Thirty-Six Stars who died, one of the Twelve God Generals defected, and the overall strength plummeted.

The King of Chu implored him to enter Fengtian City and select a master above the third rank to fill the vacant position of the god general. "

Emperor Ming moved his hands for a moment, thoughtfully, and then replied after a moment: "That's right."

"By the way, Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Pang passed away in the palace last night. We need to add another Imperial Physician to treat Mr. Deng."

"What was the cause of death?"

"After examination by other imperial doctors, he should have passed away."

"End of life?" Emperor Ming tapped the document with his finger and frowned: "Let Yuluo Si investigate and see if there is anything suspicious.

As for the candidates for additional imperial doctors, there is no rush for now, I will make my own arrangements. "

"As you command, Your Majesty."