The doctor looked at Qin Feng for a while and suddenly shook his head: "Qin Feng, why do you have to have such a stern face all day long so that everyone is afraid of you to death? Actually, I know that you care about every soldier of yours, others don't know, but I know that after every battle, you will be very sad because of those dead comrades."

Qin Feng sneered: "Is that so? I care that they didn't die sooner, right? Anyway, those who came to my camp were basically the same as those who died."

"Don't say that, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me. Before you became the lieutenant of the Death Camp, the battle loss rate of the Death Camp was 90%, but in the past few years you served as the lieutenant, the battle loss rate of the Death Camp dropped to less than 50%. "The doctor also sneered, "You seem to be ruthless, are actually really compassionate in your heart. When Wolf Tooth, Leopard, Kitten and Kitten were transferred, they all came to me, and they are all grateful to you."

"Bad, a few ungrateful wolves, I finally got a few helpers and ran faster than a rabbit." Qin Feng snatched the oil paper bag on the doctor's hand and tore it apart in a few seconds. It was a roasted golden roast chicken inside. The doctor always had no shortage of delicious food, and everyone in the camp flattered him!

The doctor laughed: "Qin Feng, you said I am a madman. In fact, in my opinion, you are a madman. Don't think that I don't know how Langya and the other three were transferred. That was when you went to find the Grand Marshal to get them away. It's a pity that they don't want them to die in the death camp. Don't look at me like this. Who am I? The famous miracle doctor in the army on the west roadside. Want to know what I can't find out. What can't I do?"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment and stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth again, "Is that so? Can you do anything?"

The doctor was so energetic that he was about to say a few more words, but his expression suddenly collapsed: "There is indeed one thing. I really can't think of any way to solve the consequences of the damn internal skills you practiced. Where did you get this internal skills? Damn, domineering is domineering, and powerful is awesome. When you practice it, you can make it awesome. But no matter what skill you have, you must have the yin and yang to balance water and fire. How can you go to the extreme like this? I, Shu, have a lot of knowledge, and have never seen such a skill. It is purely a harming person."

Qin Feng laughed: "I'm very happy to see you eating turtles."

The doctor suddenly became annoyed and suddenly reached out and snatched the remaining roast chicken from Qin Feng's hand and sent it to his mouth to chew around: "Hmph, happy? Qin Feng, I warn you, you'd better give up immediately and don't practice anymore. While your skills are not deep, I can still save you, but if you continue practicing, I will have no choice. In the end, you will really overflow internally. Do you know the terrible result at that time? You will burn from the inside out and burn you to death."

Hearing the doctor's angrily words, the smile on Qin Feng's face disappeared, and after a while, he said: "If I had dispersed my skills, I would die faster. Shu Crazy, do you know what the result would be without strong power in the army?"

"Qin Feng, there is not only one road in the world. After the merits are gone, I will take you out of the army. What can I do to live for the rest of my life? You are my only friend Shu Crazy in this world. I don't want you to die."

"It is better to die if you live a mediocre life." Qin Feng lowered his eyelids, "Or God will favor me, and you may give me another way."

Shu Chang sighed, "Qin Feng, I don't know what you want to do, but you have to know that life is the most precious. Without life, you will have nothing."

"Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. I cannot disperse my skills. Once I disperse my skills, I will become a useless person and will never have a chance to make a comeback. This battle is likely to be a risk of breaking out on the battlefield. Didn't you say that you gave me another bottle of medicine last time?" Qin Feng whispered.

Shu Chang shook her head, reached into her arms and took out a bottle, "Take it, take it, every time you eat one more, you will be one step closer to death, you will eat it! God never opens his eyes. If you count on him, you really misjudged the person."

"Thank you!" He reached out and grabbed the bottle, Qin Feng carefully put it in his arms.

"Thank you!" Shu Chang threw away the curtain angrily.

Qin Feng was the only one left in the big tent, and the smile on his face gradually faded away. Why didn’t he know that the skill he practiced was one step further on the way to death every deeper level, but he had to practice it and had to practice it.

When you start practicing it, the Hunyuan Spiritual Ability is destined to be your own nightmare. But when you start practicing it, how do you know that such a result will be?

Hunyuan Divine Art was once the most famous top martial art in the world, but since he was born, the only one who truly practiced him was the most powerful empire in the world, Li Qing, the founding monarch of the Tang Empire. Since Li Qing's death, this martial art has become a terrifying sound. After a thousand years, it was finally forgotten in the world. The Tang Empire, which had been passed down for thousands of years, also underwent drastic changes a hundred years ago. According to legend, the Tang Empire, which had been dying for thousands of years, was at the end of the road and was usurped by Cao Wen, a powerful minister in the country. A blood flowed into a river in the thousand-year-old imperial capital Chang'an, turned into ashes in the raging fire. This forgotten martial art that had been hidden deep in the palace, disappeared.

After this drastic change, the Tang Empire also split into four countries, the Western Qin, the Southern Chu, the Northern Vietnam, and the Eastern Qi, which inherited most of the Tang Dynasty's territory.

Qin Feng now understands why the Li family's children have not been able to practice this Hunyuan Spiritual Art for thousands of years since Li Qing. Because those who practice him have no doubts, they will die. One or two deaths can be said to be careless in practicing, but as long as they practice, they will die, it can only mean that there is something wrong with this martial art. No one knows why Li Qing practiced but others could not practice it, or that they can only explain it with the extraordinary talent of this eternal emperor.

Qin Feng undoubtedly followed the old path of countless people who have practiced this kung fu, but he understood it too late.

Hunyuan Divine Art is extremely domineering, and it is extremely fast to get started, and it is very fast to enter the country. Qin Feng started practicing this technique at the age of ten. At the age of sixteen, he broke through to the third level. But at this time, Qin Feng also discovered something wrong. The breath in his body was like flames, as if there were countless fires burning in his body. Only killing could try to calm him down and calm him down. This is also the reason why Qin Feng joined the army. He naturally joined the western border army because the battle between Southern Chu and Western Qin has been constantly conquering and endlessly fighting for a hundred years. Only in the army, killing is legal.

Qin Feng volunteered to sign up for the suicide camp. During the six years, he used his killing and his ferocity to not only scare the enemy, but also scared other comrades in the suicide camp. The people in the suicide camp changed generation after generation. There were only a few veterans left when Qin Feng entered the camp, but Qin Feng's reputation was passed down from the soldiers' mouths.

In fact, not long after, Qin Feng discovered that this was just a drink to quench his thirst. Killing could calm the turmoil of the inner breath, but it would make the practice of Hunyuan Spiritual Art faster. In the six years of the Death Camp, Hunyuan Spiritual Art quickly broke through the fourth level. This made Qin Feng frightened and uneasy. He fell into a vicious circle. If he did not kill, the inner breath would rebel, but the constant battle would make this restless inner breath continue to become stronger.

Qin Feng himself knew that once the Hunyuan Spiritual Ability reached the fifth level, his meridians would no longer be able to bear it. He would be like those who had practiced this technique, and would be dead.

At this time, Shu Fengzi's accident occurred, which temporarily alleviated the crisis. When this wandering doctor came to the Death Camp, he thought he was a liar, but soon, Shu Fengzi convinced everyone in the Death Camp that he would be respectful. No one would offend a doctor who could compete with the King of Hell. The reason why he came to the Death Camp also shocked Qin Feng, because the Death Camp was notorious, he came here just because he could do whatever he wanted to do. Qin Feng had seen this person treating the disease that broke the living person's belly. Although seven or eight out of ten would usually be cured, one or two could survive by chance. And these ten people would have absolutely died. And as time went by, Shu Feng had now survived three or four out of ten people, and Qin Feng knew what an amazing achievement this was.

If he was the Yama of the Death Camp, then Shu Crazy is definitely the living Bodhisattva of the Death Camp. Shu Crazy, who had amazing medical skills, soon discovered something wrong. After treating him, he locked himself in a tent and thought hard for several days and nights. When he came out, he handed him over to Qin Feng the current pill.

"He can broaden your meridians and buy you a little time, but it is also a dose of poison, which will make you more violent than before when you have an attack in the future. There is only one way to cure your problem, scatter your skills!" Qin Feng refused the solution that Shu Fengzi came up with, but he flatly refused.

He chose to take medicine.

In the past three years, the inner breath has indeed become much more honest, but Qin Feng knew very well that this was because Shu Fengzi's medicine broadened his meridians and allowed him to accommodate more internal breath. Otherwise, if his current inner breath flows in his original meridians, he would probably have been burned to death.
Chapter completed!