There are many opportunities to exercise, and it is acceptable to make slow progress temporarily, and it is more important to have a hole card to save your life at a critical time. He thought to himself.

Peng Shizhang looked at Liang Feng for a moment and asked with a slightly confused look: "Young Master, others who failed to try to advance to the Golden Pill all looked gray and depressed, but how can I feel that your spirit is much stronger than that of entering the cave?"

Liang Feng laughed dryly and said, "Hehehe, because I didn't have a lot of hope for advancement, young master, I didn't try it anymore when I saw that the situation was not good." He smiled again: "Uncle Peng, let's go, go back to drinking." The twenty bottles of Monkey Spirit Wine brewed this time are ready to drink!"

"Really?" Peng Shizhang clicked his mouth and shouted, "Great, great, let's go!" took out a wine gourd on his waist and poured a few sips to relieve his hunger, and then turned into the body of the Golden Feather Dapeng, flapping his wings and rising to the sky.

After returning to the Chuyang Pavilion of Tianyang Courtyard in a moment, Liang Feng and Peng Shizhang shared a bottle of fragrant monkey spirit wine, and then took out another nine bottles of monkey spirit wine and pushed it in front of Peng Shizhang, and said with a smile: "Uncle Peng, these nine bottles of spirit wine are yours." ”

Stretching out his tongue to catch a drop of spiritual wine slowly dripping from the inverted wine glass, Peng Shizhang shouted with his eyes open: "What a wine! Lao Peng, I have lived for hundreds of years and drank hundreds of other spiritual wines, but they are not as good as this wine!"

After smacking its mouth several times, it glared at it again: "Young master, it's not right—isn't it half of twenty bottles of spirit wine? Why only give me nine bottles of spirit wine?" When brewing this batch of spirit wine a few years ago, it and Liang Feng each produced half of the various rare elixirs that brewed spirit wine, and they also agreed to divide half of the spirit wine at that time.

Liang Feng lit up a delicate jade bottle in his hand and said with a smile: "What's wrong?

"Ah, didn't you treat this bottle just now, young master?" Peng Shizhang's two eagle eyes widened, and he shouted: "Why didn't you say it earlier?" Old Peng, I thought that young master you were in for a treat, so I was embarrassed to drink it. It's a loss, it's a big loss......" With another wave of his hand, the nine bottles of spirit wine on the table disappeared.

Liang Feng laughed twice and said, "If this is not the case, young master, I can only drink one cup of a bottle!"

After a few more jokes, Peng Shizhang shouted: "Young master, don't accompany me, Lao Peng, the inspiration in my heart is gushing out now, I have to go back to refine the golden feather!" After speaking, he rushed towards the door.

Liang Feng smiled, and suddenly remembered one thing-he forgot to ask Peng Shizhang what extent the 'Thunder Light Golden Feather', which might be a relic of an ancient real person, had been cultivated now, and had he found anything abnormal—such as what secret notes had been made by Ji Yingshen.

More than two months ago, in order for Mrs. Qi not to come to him when he was in retreat, he specially went to Dongqimen to meet Mrs. Qi in advance-

At that time, he heard Mrs. Qi say that the commander of the new guard battalion in Dongqimen would be in a month or two, and the commander of the new guard battalion was a member of the Blue Commander Command of the Legal Training Department. At that time, he wanted to find Peng Shizhang to confirm whether the 'Thunder Light Golden Feather' in his hand might leak secrets - obviously, after the new commander arrived, he would definitely dig three feet into the ground to investigate the cause of the Ji family's annihilation, so if the 'Thunder Light Golden Feather' had Ji Yingshen's secret mark, it would not be good-but then he forgot about it because of the advanced matter.

So he shouted, "Uncle Peng, Uncle Peng, come back, come back, have an important matter!"

"What's the matter, young master?" Peng Shizhang turned back.

Liang Feng asked the concerns in his heart, and finally said, "Uncle Peng, do you think there is a secret mark on the 'Thunder Light Golden Feather'?"

Peng Shizhang laughed and said: "Hahaha, young master, don't worry-it turns out that there are secret records of divine consciousness, and there are several! However, the 'Thunder Light Golden Feather' is a sacred relic of my Dapeng clan, and the secret memories of those aliens can only be left on the surface, Lao Peng, I destroyed them all when I practiced for the first time!"

Liang Feng nodded and put his mind at ease.

Peng Shizhang left, Liang Feng sat on the chair for a while, and asked Haitang, who was waiting behind him, "Haitang, is there anything important in the courtyard that I want to deal with recently?"

Begonia replied: "It doesn't matter. It is the six incense masters such as the courtyard guard Hongxiang master and the torture hall Zhang Xiangzhu who often come here to say goodbye. There is also the fact that Tianyang Changjing Chu's family was destroyed - many people say that the Changjing Chu family is also a member of the Ji family, and it is a very secret cave in the Ji family's 'three caves of cunning rabbits'. ”

"Oh, young master, I'll ask the lower court Wei Hongxiang Master and the torture hall Zhang Xiang Master in detail. Is there anything else?" Liang Feng's eyes flashed, and he asked again.

"And ...... Also, Deacon Yan Meizhen of the Torture Hall lived in the 'Sunset Pavilion' a few days ago—she said that the young master allowed her to live, and she also brought a maid to prepare for a long stay......"

"Oh, don't care about her!" Liang Feng waved his hand in agreement.

As soon as the words fell, the communication talisman in his arms rang 'ding', and he took out the spirit talisman and looked at it: "Senior brother, it's out of the customs, right, senior sister, I have important news to report to you! "The signature is 'senior sister who misses you countless times'.

Looking at the payment, Liang Feng struggled for a moment in his heart, and said secretly: "Malegobi, this is the last time, really the last time!"

A mocking voice suddenly sounded in my heart: "Shameless! I said it last time, I said it last time, I said it last time, I said it last time, I said it last time, I said it again...... Last time, I said it was the last time, and this time I said it was the last time?

"Malegobi, shut up for the young master! Shut up!" Liang Feng's face turned red, and he immediately closed the memory area of his previous life. He coughed majestically and instructed Haitang: "Young master, I have something important to do." You and Peony continue to calculate the questions that I had originally arranged, Young Master. ”

"Yes, young master!" Haitang agreed in a low voice.

So Liang Feng walked out of the Chuyang Pavilion and went to the Sunset Pavilion not far below. Before he walked out of the Chuyang Pavilion, the low curse of the begonia from the sound transmission god Gu sounded in his head: "Sao fox! What a sao fox! The young master came to seduce the young master just after he came out of the customs......"

When he arrived at the Sunset Pavilion, he walked to Yan Meizhen's boudoir with a familiar car, and Liang Feng unfolded his divine sense and scanned it-there were two people inside, one was Yan Meizhen, and the other was the spiritual pressure of the seventh grade of the Dao, and the spiritual power fluctuations were a little familiar-

"Senior Sister Yan's maids all have the cultivation of the seventh grade of the Dao?...... "I was a little strange in my heart, he pushed the door in and said with a smile: "Senior sister, what news do you want to tell ......?"

Seeing Yan Meizhen and Yan Xuefei, who were sitting side by side on the bed, looking similar, Liang Feng was stunned, and said with a dry smile: "...... Ah, Senior Nephew Xuefei, aren't you supposed to be in Youyun Courtyard, how did you get here?"

"I ...... I'm here to visit my mother!" Yan Xuefei's face flushed, and she lowered her voice and pulled up the quilt to cover her face—she had lived in this Sunset Pavilion for nearly a year before, and she had experienced such a scene many times, but she was rarely so shy today.