The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

This "Casting Body Refinement Needle" is definitely more advanced than the Pulse-seeking Needle Art, and even to a certain extent, it is already beyond the understanding of most people in this world.

In this acupuncture, whether people, beasts, or monsters can be replaced with needles and threads, to put it bluntly, Lin Jin can even sew a new beast with the viscera and tibia skin of various beasts.

So do people.

In addition, even if the spiritual body is damaged, it can also be repaired with acupuncture, which is a bit exaggerated, but the cultivation method is in front of him, and Lin Jin does not believe it.

This is the higher-level pulse-seeking acupuncture technique.

For Lin Jin, who had already touched the ceiling in acupuncture, this article "Refining the Divine Needle with Casting Body" came very timely, so he immediately began to practice, but to outsiders, he seemed to be self-involving Comprehend the same.

When people are cultivating, they always don't know the passage of time. Outside, Sang Er talked for more than half an hour, and then finished preaching to the few spirit beasts.

These forests do not know.

After that, Sheng'er and Shuxiaolou looked at Lin Jin's enlightenment from left to right, but he didn't know it either.

The whole night passed, and in the early morning of the next day, someone came to visit, but they were all blocked from the door. For ordinary people, Sheng'er said that if they were of higher status, Shuxiaolou would come forward.

In the morning, Shuxiaolou only went out once.

That's because Zhong Zifeng and the third prince Feng Ziqian came.

This morning, the emperor wanted to invite Lin Jianshi into the palace to have breakfast with him. This was a great honor. Feng Ziqian volunteered to invite someone, and Zhong Zifeng heard that he was also coming, but was stopped by Shuxiaolou.

Xiaolou didn't understand what kind of honor, she only knew that Lin Jin was comprehending the exercises, not to mention the emperor at this juncture, even if the immortal emperor came, he would not be accommodating.

There was a bookstore blocking it, and no one dared to break in.

Zhong Zifeng turned his head and glanced at Feng Ziqian, who had an expression I understood, then said goodbye and left.

Although it was a little difficult, Feng Ziqian didn't dare to delay or hide anything. After all, this time there was an old inner official, and the old man next to the father followed, so what did he say this time.

Emperor Tianxuan Feng Junwu still laughed when he heard it: "If that's the case, let's talk about it another day."

It doesn't seem to take it to heart.

But the emperor's mind, who can figure out clearly?

Later, Emperor Tianxuan Feng Junwu met the eldest prince Feng Ziyong.

In the past few days, Feng Ziyong has asked to see the emperor several times, but he has been turned away. It is not easy to get a summons this time, so Feng Ziyong is naturally very excited.

In a pavilion where the emperor was resting, Feng Ziyong fell to the ground.

"I heard that you want to see me these few days?" Feng Junwu flipped through the week, but did not lift his eyelids.

Feng Ziyong hurriedly bowed his head: "Ziyong hasn't seen his father and emperor in the past few days, and I miss him very much."

Feng Junwu nodded: "It's rare for you to have such a heart. Have you visited the Great National Teacher these few days?"

This time Feng Ziyong came here mainly to talk about this matter.

The third disciple Feng Ziqian was in the limelight at the last banquet, which made Feng Ziyong very unhappy, but the matter has already happened, and now I heard that Princess Naruoli and Feng Ziqian are still in love, and their relationship has grown by leaps and bounds, which makes Feng Zi's courage itch even more. After thinking about it, he felt that Feng Ziqian could not be allowed to be complacent.

Even if Feng Ziqian and Princess Naruoli get married, it doesn't matter. If the royal father is not optimistic about Feng Ziqian, it will be useless no matter how the other party behaves.

Therefore, Feng Ziyong has been wanting to see Feng Junwu for a few days to show his filial piety, but the more Feng Junwu doesn't see him, the more flustered he feels, and the more flustered, the more he keeps begging to see him.

Speaking of which, Feng Ziyong has lost his way.

Hearing the father's inquiry, Feng Ziyong hurriedly said: "Go, but the great national teacher said that he would think about it behind closed doors. He didn't see any visitors, and neither did he."

Suddenly, Feng Junwu slapped the notebook in his hand on the table, making a huge noise.

Feng Ziyong shivered.

"Don't you have a brain?" Feng Junwu cursed at the moment.

Feng Ziyong was too frightened, but he didn't realize why his father scolded him, and he was at a loss for a while.

Feng Junwu sighed very tiredly.

"Ziyong, you are the eldest son of the emperor. I have raised you as a successor since I was a child. Everything is the best for you, but what about you? Can't bear it, you are not as strategic as your second brother, you are more humble and mellow. You can’t compare with your third brother, you only rely on the identity of the first prince, this time you invited the great national teacher to attend the banquet, it was a big advantage, but in the end, you didn’t seize this opportunity at all.” Feng Junwu On his face, there was an expression of hating iron, and Feng Ziyong was even more nervous and scared. He felt that something was wrong.

In the past, his father had never reprimanded him so harshly.

"Why did the great national teacher think about it behind closed doors this time, do you understand? What is the identity of the great national teacher, do you think he is willing to think about it behind closed doors? This matter started because of you, you don't want to solve it, but it's like nothing, you let me Disappointed." Feng Junwu was really disappointed.

In the past, he also gave a little hope to this eldest son, hoping that the other party can slowly learn to be smarter and grow up, even if he can't achieve what he expected, as long as there is growth.

But reality is cruel.

After such a long time, Feng Ziyong can say that he has not made any progress. Today, Feng Junwu is also very disappointed, so he reprimanded him.

"I, me, the emperor, I..." Feng Ziyong was so terrified at the moment, his mind was like a pot of porridge, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

This is what makes Feng Junwu angry.

The Grand Master was invited by Feng Ziyong, and as a result, he stayed behind closed doors these days, even if Feng Junwu went to find someone to invite him, it would be useless.

The reason for this, Feng Junwu knew what was going on as soon as he inquired.

It was Senior Shu from Tianxuan Academy who reprimanded the national teacher Sima Qing, who dared to refute it, he must have honestly gone back and thought about it behind closed doors. To put it bluntly, Senior Shu did not speak, and Sima Qing did not dare to go out even if he wanted to.

If Feng Ziyong could be smarter, he should find a way to ask to see Senior Shu, or go to see Lin Jin and intercede with Senior Shu.

As long as Senior Shu opens his mouth, Sima Qing, the national teacher, can follow the trend.

However, Feng Ziyong never thought of or saw this truth. He is far inferior to those two younger brothers. It is said that Feng Zishan asked someone to invite Lin Jin, but he was rejected. Feng Ziqian has even said this in the past few days. He will I want to ask Lin Jinjian to plead with Senior Shu.

Why can't Feng Ziyong's elm head understand it?

"That's it!" Feng Junwu didn't want to waste any more time at this moment, and waved his hand to let Feng Ziyong retire.

The latter was frightened and could only leave obediently.

And an old internal official who was guarding outside the door knew at this moment that Feng Ziyong was completely out of the game, but it was no wonder that others, after all, to be in charge of power, Feng Ziyong is really not suitable for such a dull person, forcing him to do it, can only It is to destroy the foundation of Tianxuan.

At this time, the old emperor in the room called out, "Yan Quan, come in."