This "Casting Body Refining God Needle" is definitely more profound than the pulse-seeking needle art, and even to a certain extent, it has surpassed the cognition of most people in this world.
In this needle art, no matter people, beasts, or monsters, they can be mended and replaced with needles and threads. To put it bluntly, Lin Jin can even use the viscera and tibia skin of various beasts to sew a new beast.
The same goes for people.
In addition, even if the spiritual body is damaged, acupuncture can be used to repair it. This is a bit exaggerated, but the cultivation method is in front of him, and Lin can't believe it.
This is a higher level pulse-seeking acupuncture formula.
For Lin Jin, whose acupuncture techniques had already reached the ceiling, this article "Casting the Body and Needling" came in a timely manner, so he immediately started to practice. However, in the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to be practicing on his own. Enlightenment is the same.
People always don't know the passage of time when they are cultivating. Outside, Shang'er talked for more than half an hour, and then ended preaching to those spirit beasts.
These forests do not know.
Afterwards, Shang'er and Shuxiaolou watched Lin Jin from left to right to understand, but he didn't know either.
A whole night passed, and early the next morning, when someone came to visit, they were all blocked from the door. Ordinary people, Zhang'er went to say that if they were of a 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 to the palace to have breakfast together.
Shu Xiaolou doesn't understand what kind of honor, she only knows that Lin Jin is comprehending exercises, not to mention being an emperor at this juncture, even an immortal emperor will not be accommodating.
There is a small book building blocking it, and no one dares to break in.
Zhong Zifeng turned his head and glanced at Feng Ziqian, who had an expression that I understood, and then took his leave and left.
Although it was a bit difficult, Feng Ziqian didn't dare to delay, and he didn't dare to hide anything. After all, this time there was an old internal official, the old man beside the father followed, so there was nothing to say this time.
Tianxuan Emperor Feng Junwu still laughed when he heard it: "If that's the case, let's talk about it another day."
It seems that he didn't take it to heart.
But who can figure out the emperor's mind
A little later, Tianxuan Emperor Feng Junwu met the First Prince Feng Ziyong.
In the past few days, Feng Ziyong asked to see the emperor several times, but was turned away. It was not easy to get summoned this time, so Feng Ziyong was naturally extremely excited.
In a pavilion where the emperor rested, Feng Ziyong fell to the ground.
"I heard that you want to see me these few days?" Feng Junwu looked through the twists and turns without lifting his eyelids.
Feng Ziyong hurriedly lowered his head: "Ziyong hasn't seen his father these few days, and he misses him very much."
Feng Junwu nodded: "It's rare for you to have such a heart. Have you visited the Great Master in the past few days?"
Feng Ziyong came this time mainly to talk about this matter.
The third younger brother Feng Ziqian was shown the limelight at the last banquet, which made Feng Ziyong very unhappy, but the incident has happened, and now I heard that Princess Ruoli and Feng Ziqian are still in love with each other, and their relationship has improved by leaps and bounds, which makes Feng Zicourage's teeth 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 Na Ruoli get married, it's okay, if the father doesn't like Feng Ziqian, no matter how the other party behaves, it's useless.
So in the past few days Feng Ziyong has been wanting to see Feng Junwu to show his filial piety, but the more Feng Junwu sees him, the more flustered he feels, and the more flustered he is, the more he keeps begging to see him.
Speaking of which, Feng Ziyong has already lost his position.
Hearing his father's question, Feng Ziyong hurriedly said: "I've gone, but the Great Master said that he would close the door and think about his mistakes, and he won't see any visitors, neither me nor him."
Suddenly, Feng Junwu slammed the playbook in his hand on the table, making a loud noise.
Feng Ziyong shuddered.
"Don't you have a brain?" Feng Junwu cursed at this moment.
Feng Ziyong was too scared, but he didn't realize why his father scolded him all of a sudden, he was at a loss for a moment.
Feng Junwu sighed very tiredly.
"Ziyong, you are the eldest son of the emperor. I have always trained you as my successor since I was a child. Everything is best for you, but what about you? You can't be reused. You are not as strategic as your second brother. You are more humble and mellow." You can't be compared with your third brother, the only thing you rely on is the status of the First Prince, this time you invited the Great Master to the banquet, it was a huge advantage, but in the end, you didn't seize this opportunity at all." Feng Junwu On his face was an expression of hatred, and Feng Ziyong was even more nervous and frightened. He felt something was wrong.
In the past, his father had never reprimanded him so severely.
"Do you know why the Great Master closed his doors this time? What is the status of the Great Master? Do you think he is willing to think about his mistakes behind closed doors? This matter started because of you, and you didn't want to solve it. Instead, you acted like nothing happened. You let me Disappointed." Feng Junwu was really disappointed.
In the past, he had expressed a little hope to his elder son, hoping that he would gradually learn to be smarter and grow up, even if he could not meet his expectations, as long as he could improve.
But the reality is cruel.
After such a long time, it can be said that Feng Ziyong has not made the slightest progress. Feng Junwu was also very disappointed today, so he opened his mouth to reprimand him.
"I, I, Father, I..." Feng Ziyong was terrified at the moment, his mind was in a mess for a while, and he didn't know how to deal with it.
This is what made Feng Junwu angry.
The great master was invited by Feng Ziyong, but he stayed behind closed doors for a few days, even if Feng Junwu went to find someone to invite him, it was useless.
The reason for this was that Feng Junwu knew what was going on as soon as he inquired about it.
It was the senior scholar of Tianxuan Academy who reprimanded the national teacher Sima Qing. If the latter dared to refute, he must have honestly gone back and meditated behind closed doors. To put it bluntly, if the senior scholar did not speak, Sima Qing would not dare to go out even if he wanted to.
If Feng Ziyong was smarter, he should think of a way to see Senior Shu, or to see Lin Jin, and plead with Senior Xiang Shu.
As long as Senior Shu opens his mouth, the national teacher Sima Qing can follow the trend.
But this truth, Feng Ziyong never thought or saw that he is far inferior to those two younger brothers. It is said that Feng Zishan asked someone to invite Lin Jin, but was rejected, and Feng Ziqian even said this in the past few days. Trying to find a way to ask Master Lin Jinjian to intercede with Senior Shu.
Why can't Feng Ziyong, with his elm head, figure it out
"That's all!" Feng Junwu didn't want to waste any more time, so he waved Feng Ziyong to back down.
The latter was frightened and could only leave obediently.
And an old internal official guarding the door knew in his heart at this moment that Feng Ziyong was completely useless, but it was no wonder that others had to be in power after all. A dull person like Feng Ziyong was really not suitable for him. It is to ruin Tianxuan's foundation.
At this time, the old emperor in the room called out: "Yan Quan, come in."