Sign In Buddha’s Palm

"The eunuch in red?"

The white-robed man looked extremely ugly.

In the Tang Palace, eunuchs who can wear red eunuch uniforms are basically first-rank grandmasters.

of course there are exceptions.

Although Eunuch Hong, who was beside Concubine Li, had a second-grade cultivation, he was still given a red eunuch uniform.

But such examples are rare.

And at this time, the white-robed man could feel that the six breaths that enveloped the entire mansion were all first-rank grandmasters.

"I didn't expect it to be Jin Yiwei's pacifier."

The red-robed eunuch immediately recognized the identity of the white-robed man.

Although the Jinyiwei of Nanming made all the countries in the world fearful, it is not that the countries did not resist at all, especially the Tang country, who made the basic investigation of the high-level Jinyiwei clear.

"Tang Huang is a good way."

The white-robed man smiled and his expression suddenly calmed down.

"Want to break your heart and commit suicide?"

The red-robed eunuch who walked in smiled disdainfully, took a step directly, appeared beside the white-robed man, and pressed his five fingers lightly.

hum! ! !

The white-robed man only felt that his vision began to blur, and the heartbeat that was about to be broken started to slowly repair.

"you?!"

Before the man in the white robe could speak, he fell into a coma.

East Palace.

Inside Youchunfang.

Su Qin sat cross-legged, and the real essence in his body slowly revolved, continuously circulating according to the Nine Yin Sutra, condensing to the power of yin.

After a long time.

Su Qin slowly opened his eyes.

In an instant, with Su Qin as the center, the temperature dropped rapidly in a radius of tens of meters.

"kindness?"

Su Qin frowned.

Immediately.

The temperature that had previously dropped continued to rise, and returned to normal in a blink of an eye.

"This Nine Yin Sutra is a bit interesting."

Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated, thinking silently in his heart.

Compared with Jiuyang Divine Art, Jiuyin Sutra is even more bizarre, and it is almost at the two extremes of Jiuyang Divine Art.

"But isn't that exactly what I want?"

A smile appeared on Su Qin's face.

With the physical body he has transformed three times now, the ordinary power of yin and yang has no effect at all, and it cannot even affect Su Qin's physical body, let alone improve it.

"In two days at most, you can cultivate the Nine Yin Sutra to the highest level, and condense the nine types of ultimate yin power."

Su Qin estimated in his heart.

If it is an ordinary martial artist, if you want to cultivate the Jiuyin Sutra to the highest level, no one can't do it for decades or hundreds of years.

But Su Qin is different.

As the Arhat Venerable of the Three Heavens, with a high house and a high-rise building, coupled with the systematic instillation of all the essence of the Jiuyin Sutra, Su Qin felt long for even two days.

the next day.

Su Qin came to Cheng'en Hall.

"Third brother, you are here."

Prince Li Sheng walked over with a face full of joy.

"After Yunniang drank the medicine prescribed by the third brother, her health improved significantly. Even the imperial doctor beside her father felt incredible when she saw it."

Prince Li Sheng looked at Su Qin with gratitude.

"yes?"

Su Qin didn't feel much.

He helped his little sister Su Yueyun get rid of the yin qi, which was nothing at all.

"correct."

"Do you remember yesterday's assassination?"

Prince Li Sheng suddenly thought of something, glanced around, and whispered.

"What's wrong?"

Su Qin asked casually.

"In the morning, I went to see the father, and I felt that the father was in a good mood. It should be related to the assassination of the Nanming mission yesterday."

Prince Li Sheng spoke out the guesses in his heart.

Although Tang Huang did not tell him clearly at the time, he also reminded him a few words intentionally or unintentionally.

"I see."

Su Qin nodded slightly,

It seems that the six first-grade Grandmasters who left the palace yesterday caught a big fish.

Otherwise, according to the character of Emperor Tang, if it hadn't really been a big gain, it wouldn't have behaved like this.

Next, Su Qin chatted with Prince Li Sheng for a while.

In fact, it was mainly Prince Li Sheng who was talking on the side, while Su Qin just listened casually.

And most of what Prince Li Sheng talked about was about court affairs, such as which minister came forward to impeach him

Obviously, although under the will of Emperor Tang, he successfully sat on the throne of the prince, but it is obvious that this position is not very stable, and even has been questioned a lot.

"If you become emperor in the future, what do you want to do?"

Su Qin listened for a while and asked casually.

Although Li Sheng carries nearly one-tenth of Tang's national fortune, as long as he doesn't die, the future throne is basically Li Sheng's.

But Su Qin also wanted to know what Li Sheng planned for the future.

"Third brother, you must never say this kind of thing outside, the father is just getting better now," Prince Li Sheng said quickly.

Hearing this, Su Qin shook his head slightly.

Emperor Tang's body, Su Qin, could not be more clear. If there was not a great first-rank master who was willing to exchange his life for his life, he would have died a long time ago.

But even so, Emperor Tang couldn't live for long. Even the martial arts myth of Venerable Arhat has a limited life span, let alone a human emperor?

The 'improvement' in the eyes of Prince Li Sheng was nothing more than a return to light.

After half an hour.

Su Qin returned to Youchunfang again.

"almost."

"Strive to cultivate the Jiuyin Sutra to the highest level, and then work hard to complete the fourth physical transformation."

Su Qin sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and began to practice.

at the same time.

Southern Ming capital.

Inside the palace.

Emperor Ming sat high on the dragon chair and looked at the information in his hand.

"The assassination failed?"

Emperor Ming whispered to himself, his voice did not fluctuate, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Report to Your Majesty."

"In addition to the failure of the mission, I, Jin Yiwei, placed in the stronghold of Chang'an, and the Zhenfu made all the adults lose contact with each other."

The commander of Jinyiwei was wearing a flying fish suit and said with cold sweat on his head.

"Oh?"

"Not only did the assassination fail."

"Even people were captured alive?"

Emperor Ming put down the information in his hand, looked at the commander, and said lightly.

"Your Majesty forgive me."

"Sinners deserve ten thousand deaths."

The commander of Jinyiwei knelt on the ground with a thud and said in a trembling voice.

In the Southern Ming Kingdom, the three characters Jinyiwei are like ghosts and mystical creatures. I don't know how many people are in awe and fear. Even the princes and ministers in the court are afraid of Jinyiwei like a tiger.

But only the commander made him know that the so-called Jinyiwei was just a dog under Emperor Ming.

If this dog is useful, Emperor Ming will naturally not be stingy with rewards.

But if it doesn't work, get another dog.

Perhaps the Jinyiwei organization still exists, but whether the position of commander is his, then no one knows.

"This minister will go to Chang'an in person to prepare for the assassination again."

The commander of Jin Yiwei made his forehead touch the ground and said quickly.

"No need." After a long time, Emperor Ming's voice came slowly: "Since the first assassination failed, there is no need to try again."

When Emperor Ming said this, he paused for a while and continued: "I remember, some time ago, a prince of Tang country wanted to contact me and cooperate with me?"