Qin Feng took a closer look and said: "You mean that your fellow disciples and brothers have already had their abilities, but they have only improved after joining the Fusheng Pavilion. The master of the pavilion is not omnipotent?"

Long Qi realized what Almighty meant, and he understood it. He nodded and said, "That's exactly it."

Qin Feng became even more excited, this is the right thing, this is the right thing!

It is said that there are specializations in the arts. I heard about the Fusheng Pavilion before and thought it was strange. So many people have made achievements in different fields from the same master. How powerful is the person who teaches them, and how many professions are they proficient in?

Unless someone brought a plug-in when traveling through time, it would be difficult to explain. In this case, it would be reasonable. This pavilion master should be the same as him. He should have received higher education and has extensive knowledge, but he is not specialized in everything. After all, there are specialties in the arts.

Using one's own knowledge to guide these disciples and giving appropriate advice is also called teaching, and when they become the master of Fusheng Pavilion, they feel a little famous. Is the title of the military advisor of the emperor of the first dynasty resounding?

The reputation of Fusheng Pavilion is so great that these disciples can naturally benefit from it. When they leave Fusheng Pavilion and go out to fool around, they will announce that they are from Fusheng Pavilion. Isn't it awesome?

The more Qin Feng thought about it, the more something was wrong. Was it the Master of the Fusheng Pavilion who wanted to attract disciples, or was he being sought after by the world and forced to become the master of the Fusheng Pavilion with so many peaches and plums all over the world?

It’s a pity that the pavilion master has passed away, and now it’s the next question: “Why did the pavilion master die?”

"The person who was with the Pavilion Master in the end was indeed Xiao." Long Qi frowned and said, "In my memory, the Pavilion Master pushed Xiao into the dark room. There was water in the dark room, which should lead to the sea. Xiao Xiao vaguely remembered that he went up smoothly.

Got the boat."

"After boarding the boat, it should have sailed smoothly to the shore. I clearly remember the scene of landing, but then it fell into the water inexplicably. There were still some gaps in the middle, causing the front and back to be disconnected. However, the Fusheng Pavilion was invaded by the enemy, and the pavilion was

It is true that the Lord is being coerced."

"But the Pavilion Master was not killed by others, but... committed suicide."

Long Qi's tone was very firm: "The pavilion master once drank a cup of tea mixed with medicine when he pushed me away. His eyes were firm, and he looked at me with a sense of farewell."

Long Qi borrowed pen and ink from Qin Feng. He was not good at painting and drew a distorted pattern on the paper: "I once saw him draw this picture on the table of the master of the pavilion, with a sad look on his face."

"Let me ask you, how similar is the picture you drew to the original picture?" Qin Feng's head hurt when he looked at the ghost-like pattern.

Long Qi himself couldn't tell the truth in his paintings, let alone him?

"Hmm...three points?" Long Qi's reluctance was still so serious, but Qin Feng started to complain crazily in his heart. He really wanted this guy to say it again according to his heart, three points? All these things are mixed together.

Yes, what can you see?

Three points is still possible, but I’m afraid there will be no points at all!

Long Qi didn't remember what happened after landing on the island, so he didn't know how he fell into the river again, and his inner strength was blocked by who.

But these are enough. The space Master Lou mentioned and the lecture hall are enough to explain the origin of the pavilion master. Qin Feng put away the picture drawn by Long Qi and said: "Let's relax about the matter at hand."

, you accompany me to Fusheng Pavilion."

"It's far away on the sea, and it takes a long time to go back and forth." Long Qi said: "It's difficult to have more than a month."

Qin Feng naturally wanted to save money, so he could only list this matter as a plan. When to act, he had to wait until the things at hand became more relaxed. Human brain capacity is limited. He couldn't sleep yesterday. It was like a ghost pressing down on the bed. That was because of his body.

The fatigue has reached its extreme.

Even a hepatobiliary specialist in modern times would die from overwork. Is it possible that he would die for this reason in East Vietnam? Impossible!

"Of course, you can only relax to a certain extent. I won't go to Anding Mansion today and will work here. You and Feng Bao will go there and help me pick up some things. I'll write them down."

Long Qi felt relieved, took the list, went out to find Feng Bao, and closed the door behind him.

Qin Feng sat alone in the study, still excited about the true identity of the pavilion master. However, if he looked closely, he felt that the pavilion master he had never met had some control over his own actions. He might have escaped from the Emperor Kaichao's hand.

None of it is easy.

Later, he found a place to live in peace, but he was pushed to that height by the world, and he created some kind of Fusheng Pavilion, which attracted strange people from all over the world to join him and become his disciples. Later, he was forced to die.

If it is true as Long Qi said, this is simply a history of glory and helplessness for time-travelers. From the peak to the bottom of the peak, Qin Feng thought about himself and couldn't help but smile. It is not easy for time-travelers, but it is not easy to meet them.

One, separated by life and death!

In the evening, maybe Qin Fengruo had something on his mind, Master Lou came again with Qin Qi. At the door, they met the princess carriage returning home. Qin Qi hurriedly ran over with small steps: "I've seen you before."

Princess sister-in-law."

Qin Qi has recovered from the shock of losing his biological mother. Although his voice is still childish, his eyes are much calmer than before.

Sure enough, hardships can make people mature and help them grow overnight. Xiao Lingyao thought of Zhao Lun who was still in the palace, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke his head, and whispered softly: "Miss you second brother?"

"I also miss the princess sister-in-law and the delicious food in the princess mansion." Qin Qi said: "But today I brought something for the princess sister-in-law and my second brother. I made it specially."

When Qin Feng came out, he saw Xiao Lingyao's gentle look towards Qin Qi. His gentle eyes were not fake. If he were Qin Qi, he would probably melt under such eyes. I think she also used this kind of eyes when she was little.

Look at Zhao Lun.

Thinking of the aggrieved look on Zhao Lun's face when he saw Xiao Lingyao last time at Yuchun Tower, he now had an explanation. The separation of sister and brother, and the fact that he had to watch his sister being so kind to other men, made him feel unhappy as a younger brother.

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Qin Feng thought for a while and couldn't help but smile. To be honest, Zhao Lun was a bit pitiful. He was working under Qin Laozi without telling his blood connection. He watched Qin Laozi ruthlessly attack his other sons. He didn't know what Zhao Lun was doing.

Thoughts?

With royal bloodlines from two dynasties, Xiao Lingyao and Zhao Lun are unique figures.

Master Lou also came over to salute the two of them, and said with a wry smile: "I knew before that this kid had a talent for craftsmanship, but I didn't expect that besides building boats, he would also be interested in all kinds of carpentry. I didn't know which direction to take him in."

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Qin Feng was stunned. Master Lou is an expert in shipbuilding. He does not manufacture, but designs and transforms, which can improve the combat capabilities of warships. It is of great use in this not-so-peaceful era.
Chapter completed!