When Xu Qing returned, he immediately opened his jade slip and sent a message to Immortal Zixuan.

This was what Zixuan asked of him and Chen Erniu when the Eight Sects Alliance came to the county capital.

After all, when you are out in the field, risks will always occur, and Zixuan's real mission in taking charge of the branch sect is to add a layer of protection to the sword holders of the eight sect alliances.

At this moment, the sound transmission was over, and Xu Qing returned to his sword pavilion. He did not step in immediately but looked around to make sure that there were no traces of tampering with the layout before he left, and then walked in.

This is his habit, an instinct engraved in his bones.

In the Jiange, Xu Qing took a deep breath, recalled the entire process of this mission, and analyzed whether he had done anything wrong. Until night fell outside, he ended the review.

But the figure of the dying young man lying in the killing formation was very deep in his memory.

"His father should be the real Anzi..." Xu Qing murmured.

He didn't know if the mysterious Anzi made the young man an abandoned son and became one of the smoke that covered his traces.

Or maybe there are more existences like teenagers.

Or, Anzi chose to become a target himself, to cover up the information he really wanted to pass back, and hid it in other people.

Everything is unknown.

Xu Qing was silent for a while, shook his head, and then thought of the black-clad guard of the Eighth Palace who was killed by him.

"With my current combat power, I can kill the monks of the Eighth Palace at any cost, but for the Ninth Palace... it will be difficult." Xu Qing pondered, he knew that the combat power of the Eighth Palace is basically the limit of most four-fire qualifications.

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Of course, there may be even more evil beings inside. Although the 121st Dharma Aperture has not been opened, they have mastered the second emperor-level skill, or have a life lamp.

This type of person has the possibility of possessing the fighting power of the Nine Palaces.

"In addition, those monks who have reached the limit of the Heavenly Palace will most likely try to break through and step from the golden elixir to the Nascent Soul." Xu Qing's eyes showed deep thought.

The Nascent Soul is not so easy to break through, so many people who have reached the ultimate level of golden elixir are in the state of transforming into infants. The process is somewhat mysterious, so the outside world calls this kind of monks half-step Nascent Soul or fake babies.

Xu Qing also judged the combat capability of this fake baby through this mission.

"Beyond the Eighth and Ninth Palaces, infinitely close to the Ten Heavenly Palaces!"

"I'm still too weak. I need to speed up my practice. In addition, I need to go to the Demon Transformation Sect as soon as possible to learn the Demon Transformation Technique." Xu Qing feels that if his analysis is correct, the Demon Transformation Technique can make him know the Ghost Emperor of the Sea to a certain extent.

Transformed into reality.

"I wonder how much blessing the Ghost Emperor can give me after he appears." Xu Qing's heart arose with anticipation.

"I hope everything goes well. In that case, maybe I can have one more...Ghost Emperor's Palace in the Heavenly Palace in the future!"

"My limit is ten heavenly palaces. Now I have completed five. The remaining five... the sword palace can be considered one. If the ghost emperor palace can be used, there are only three choices left."

Xu Qing thought for a while.

"By the way, there is also the natal Mosasaurus."

Xu Qing took a deep breath and ended his analysis and thinking.

"Then the most urgent thing before me now is military merit. I took half a month off before, and now there are still seven days left. There is no point in going back early."…

Xu Qing's eyes showed desire. Learning the Demon Transformation Art requires military merit, and going to Chaoxia Mountain requires military merit.

Everything is inseparable from military merit.

"This mission should have a lot of military merit, but it's still not enough..." Xu Qing took out his command sword and began to search for the missions in it, and soon found an arrest mission in the county capital.

He checked his injuries and then walked out of the sword pavilion to earn military merit.

Time passes like this day by day.

Regarding the follow-up to their mission, Xu Qing had not heard anyone mention it.

He didn't know who the real assassin was, or whether he was successfully brought back.

Everything comes to an end with the end of the mission.

Seven days later, Xu Qing, who was immersed in earning military glory, received a reminder from the Department of Prisons, and his vacation was over.

So he had no choice but to stop his activities of earning military merit during the day and went to work at the Prison Department early in the morning.

Walking on the steps of the Prison Department, Xu Qing felt the familiar coldness and greeted several jailers from Ding District he met while still thinking about military exploits in his heart.

Until he reached Ding Yisan Er's cell door, he opened the cell door and walked in.

I haven't been here for half a month, and the prisoners here are no different from before.

The cloud beast is still eating tentacles, the human woman is still coaxing the scarecrow to sleep in her arms, the old man of the Danqing tribe is shouting good morning with a kind look in his eyes, the millstone is also turning, only the head, the eyelids are rolled, and he sighs.

"We just stopped for half a month, why are you back again?"

As usual, Xu Qing checked each prisoner with an expressionless expression, then returned to the place where he had been meditating. As soon as he sat down, he suddenly frowned and looked around.

Today, he didn't see the little boy.

This situation was a bit abnormal. In his memory, every time he came, the little boy was always the first one to appear.

"Where is your luck?" Xu Qing raised his head and looked at the cage where the old man of the Danqing tribe was.

The old man from the Danqing tribe bowed after hearing this and spoke in a low voice.

"There seems to be something wrong with Qi Luck. I haven't seen him for several days."

Xu Qing frowned, feeling scattered in the cages, and stood up to search from every cage.

Finally, he stopped in a corner and saw the dying little boy lying there.

The little boy's body was very dirty, with some dirt on it, his little face was also dirty, his body was blurry and he showed unprecedented weakness.

Its condition was very bad, it seemed to be in pain, and its body continued to tremble in pain.

When it noticed Xu Qing approaching, it reluctantly raised its head, looking extremely depressed and unable to open its eyes. However, it still showed a smile to Xu Qing and tried hard to stand up and follow him, and continue to protect him.

But it couldn't do it anymore, and in the end it could only look at Xu Qing helplessly, opening its mouth as if it wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Compared with the liveliness of the past, the little boy at this moment makes people instinctively feel strong pity.

Xu Qing was moved, squatted down and observed the little boy carefully.

He gradually realized that what caused the other party's pain was a trace of black energy traveling in his body.

This black energy is affecting the little boy and changing it.

The shadow and the ancestor of the King Kong Sect were also transformed at this moment. The former looked at the little boy curiously, while the latter had a solemn look on his face...

"Master, based on the story books I have read, I can probably guess its situation."

The ancestor of the King Kong Sect spoke in a low voice.

Xu Qing looked over.

"It's contaminated. It must have wandered somewhere and encountered some unclean things."

Hearing this, the little boy nodded weakly.

Seeing that his guess came true, the ancestor of the King Kong Sect knew that the time had come for him to show off, so he looked solemnly and bowed to Xu Qing.

"Master, according to my experience, all unclean and evil things can be defeated by thunder. If Master allows, I can try to use my own thunder to purify myself of pollution."

Xu Qing pondered, he didn't know much about luck, and he didn't know what to do to help the little boy ease, but he thought of the palace master.

"Does the Palace Master know you exist?" Xu Qing asked softly.

The little boy nodded.

"Does he know your current state?" Xu Qing asked.

The little boy raised his hand weakly and gestured. Xu Qing frowned, he couldn't understand.

Shadow suddenly spoke.

"It seems... that the palace master knows... that it has been relieved and that it... will be fine soon..."

Shadow had obviously had similar experiences in this area, so he had a vague understanding of it.

The little boy nodded slightly, his body became weaker and his eyes slowly closed.

Xu Qingchen

Yin, looking at the uncomfortable little boy, he allowed the King Kong Sect ancestor to try it.

Upon hearing this, the ancestor of the King Kong Sect immediately raised his hand, and red lightning suddenly appeared in his palm. He cautiously approached the little boy and dispersed a trace of the thunderbolt from the Heavenly Tribulation.

As the thunder merged, the little boy was shocked, and the black energy in his body actually disappeared.

Seeing that it was effective, the King Kong Sect ancestor increased the intensity of his thunder. Soon, the black energy in the little boy's body continued to decrease, and his weakness slowly dissipated, and he began to recover.

It's just that this method cannot remove the root. There is still a strand of black thread in the little boy's body, which cannot be dispelled, and more is still spreading out.

But it could relieve its pain after all, so soon the little boy stood up happily and circled around Xu Qing, with a happy smile on his face.

But looking at the trace of black energy in the little boy's body, Xu Qing felt that this matter was not that simple.

But since the Palace Master has noticed, this matter is not something he can handle.

In fact, this was indeed the case. When Xu Qing came to Ding Yi San Er again the next day, the little boy had completely recovered, the black energy in his body had completely dissipated, and he became as cheerful as usual.
To be continued...