all.

Moreover, now that everyone is in important positions and has established influence, no one wants to offend them.

The middle-aged sword holder in the records office also laughed and stood up to greet him.

On that day, Xu Qing, Kong Xianglong and others confronted the Yao family in the Sword Holding Palace. Among the many sword holders who came, this person was among them. He had met Xu Qing once, knew what Xu Qing and the others had done, and felt deeply in his heart.

Little admiration.

Ning Yan was even more excited and stepped forward quickly. Xu Qing's voice was like the sound of nature to him, and his figure was like a rainbow. The ups and downs of his mood made him extremely grateful for Xu Qing's arrival.

Xu Qing nodded towards Ning Yan, and then returned the greeting with fists to the middle-aged sword holder who came to greet him.

"Excuse me, Brother Zhou, I will be Ning Yan's recommender."

When the swordsman surnamed Zhou heard Xu Qing call out his surname, his eyes immediately showed a bright light, secretly thinking that this person can be accepted by Kong Xianglong and others.

You must know that there were many sword holders who went to the Discipline Hall at that time. Although everyone met each other later, and Wang Chen and others also introduced them, time was short after all.

In such a situation, you can still remember your last name. This is your skill.

So he laughed and spoke.

"Brother Xu Qing's recommendation shows that Ning Yan has an upright heart and a pure character." After saying that, he immediately recorded the approval for Ning Yan, and then looked at Ning Yan with a stern look in his eyes.

"Ning Yan, I hope you will fulfill your duties faithfully after becoming a sword holder and don't embarrass Brother Xu Qing!"

Ning Yan quickly said yes.

Xu Qing didn't stay long. After saying a few words to the sword holder named Zhou, he said goodbye and left under the respectful eyes of everyone around him.

He still has to go back to the Prison Department to continue his understanding.

When he returned and passed by the ninth floor of the Prison Department, Xu Qing's figure had just appeared on the steps when he heard the stern voice of the palace master in the distance.

"Don't think that just because someone calls you a genius, you are pretentious. In my eyes, you, Kong Xianglong, are just a new sword holder, very immature!"

Xu Qing paused, looked over, and noticed that Kong Xianglong was standing at the junction of this floor with his head lowered.

The palace master was opposite him, looking majestic at the moment and scolding him coldly.

"Even if you look stunning to others, if you don't abide by the sword wielder's rules and miss work many times for personal reasons, sooner or later you will definitely cause a disaster. Do you understand this?"

The palace owner looked majestic and had some anger in his voice.

"The Palace of Sword Holding is not a place to grow flowers, nor does it need people who don't follow the rules. If you think you can rely on cleverness to

Misbehaving here..."

Seeing this scene, Xu Qing understood that Kong Xianglong must have been caught doing something private when he sent the prisoner for handover, which caused him to be reprimanded by the palace master. He was afraid that a jail sentence would be inevitable.

"Why is the Palace Master always staring at Brother Kong?"

Xu Qing was a little surprised in his heart, but he knew that the other party was angry at this moment, so he immediately lowered his head and walked towards the tenth floor.

But before walking down the steps, Kong Xianglong made a rare retort.

"I didn't do anything wrong. I completed the mission and got the mission items. It was just two days late that they were sent back. The lives of those victims were all in danger. Am I going to die without saving them!"

"Presumptuous!" The palace master snorted coldly. The sound was like thunder roaring in all directions, causing the guards around him to panic. Xu Qing also took a breath and looked back.

Kong Xianglong was seen raising his head at this moment, with an unconvinced look on his face, while the palace master was obviously even more angry, with a cold light in his eyes.

"You have the skills, haven't you? You have learned to talk back. If you continue to do this, why not get out of the county capital and find a small place to enjoy your hero's vanity."

Kong Xianglong's body trembled and he lowered his head after a while.

"Remember the first words I said when I saw you when you were promoted to Sword Holder?" The palace master looked at Kong Xianglong with a majestic face.

"As a sword holder, everyone is a sharp sword for the human race. We must always be prepared to die for the human race." Kong Xianglong heard this and spoke loudly.

Xu Qing was familiar with this sentence when he was on the 89th floor. When he first saw the palace master, the first sentence he spoke was exactly the same.

At this moment, the palace master's words continued to echo with severity.

"I hope you will fall on the human battlefield in the future instead of some despicable conspiracy!"

"With your character, it's not difficult to make plans for you. Someone comes and locks him up for two months this time. No one is allowed to visit during this period!"

The palace owner flicked his sleeves, turned around and left. His eyes widened when he passed by Xu Qing.

"What fun are you looking at? Did you discover Ding Yisan Er's secret? Have you completed the realization of Area C? Hurry up and go!"

"Yes!" Xu Qing quickly lowered his head and left quickly.

Before leaving, he glanced at Kong Xianglong and found that the other person was also looking at him. The two looked at each other helplessly.

Xu Qing withdrew his gaze and hurried towards the ninetieth floor. While he felt deep in his heart that the palace master was harsh, he also had thoughts in his eyes.

"Palace Master knows that I am feeling something?"

Xu Qing understood that as the palace master, he controlled the entire Prison Department, and he knew that he was realizing that this matter itself was not difficult.

However, there are so many things going on in the entire Prison Department, and they are still aware of their own movements, which shows that the Palace Master is paying attention to her.

Xu Qing was deep in thought, and soon reached the ninetieth floor. As soon as he walked in, he saw Guishou sitting there drinking wine. He smiled when he saw Xu Qing.

"I must have been reprimanded by the palace master. I heard the roar from above even here."

Xu Qing nodded, feeling depressed at the bottom of his heart. Being reprimanded this time was an unforeseen disaster.

"Palace Master, his character is like this. He is strict with everyone, especially himself." Guishou threw a pot of wine and said with a smile.

"The more he scolds you, the more he cares about you."

Xu Qing remembered his previous guess.

"The palace master has no disciples, and his heirs also died in battle, so he is very concerned about qualified sword holders. You are like this, and so is Kong Xianglong."

Guishou sighed and took a sip of wine.

"The heir died in battle?" Xu Qing looked at Guishou.

"Yes, the newcomers don't know about this, but most of the elders know that the palace owner has two sons, both of whom are swordsmen with amazing qualifications."

"But one died due to the mission of infiltrating the Shenglan clan and committed suicide in order not to be captured alive. The other died because of someone's plot based on his personality."

Ghost Hands sighed and said no more.

Xu Qing was silent, looked up at the eighty-ninth floor above, bowed to the ghost hand after a while, walked towards the mural, and stepped into the small world.

In East Thirteenth District, which he is responsible for, four prisoners who meet the standards have been executed. However, Xu Qing found other jailers in District C three days ago and exchanged several prisoners who met the requirements with the prisoners in the area he was responsible for.

Come here.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the volcano, looking up at the sky, and as the heaven and earth roared, the heavenly sword reappeared.

Xu Qing's expression was calm. Now he was no longer as anxious as he was at the beginning. Instead, he was in peace, silently staring, silently comprehending, and silently imprinting it in his mind.

In his mind, the shadow of a knife formed again and again.

But it collapsed and dissipated again and again.

Despite this, Xu Qing still persisted.

It was not until half a month later that he came to realize again and again that there were not many foreign prisoners left in exchange.

At this time, Xu Qing did not continue to use the prisoner's cultivation breakthrough to draw the sword of heavenly calamity. Instead, he sat cross-legged, recalling and illustrating in his mind, raising his right hand many times, and copying again and again.

A relatively stable knife shadow finally appeared in his mind, which he carefully protected and gradually deepened.

This process is very boring, like forging a peerless blade.

Gradually a sharp edge emerged, and actually at this point, Xu Qing knew that it was over.

But he realized that the power of the sword he was comprehending at this moment was astonishing, but it was not the way he thought, but the body and soul.

"It's different from what I thought..."

Xu Qing pondered, and simply did not end it. Instead, he continued to copy and deepen his understanding of Hai Daoying. He wanted to see what would happen if he continued to understand.

But sometimes, if the method is wrong, a short forging time is fine, but if it takes a long time, what you get will not be a sharp blade, but scrap metal.

So half a month later, when he came here again and again to continue to comprehend, his mind was suddenly shocked, and the sword he copied in the sea of ​​​​consciousness still collapsed.

Because of his long-term investment, Xu Qing's body trembled violently as the knife shadow was torn apart, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

"How could this be so..."

Xu Qing looked sluggish and unwilling, muttering in a low voice.

Whether it was Tai Cang's sword or the shadow of Ghost Emperor Mountain, he never felt it was so difficult, especially since he had clearly realized it before, but in the end, he collapsed again for some unknown reason.

It was as if the knife could leave an outline in the mind, but it was beyond his reach to leave a deeper mark.

"Is my method wrong?"

Xu Qing was silent, closed his eyes and sat there cross-legged, lost in thought.

Until a long time ago, he gave up on understanding the sword itself, and instead recalled the prisoners who were beheaded, and the scenes of the collapse of the road foundation after the sword fell.

As the images continued to appear in his mind, after a long time, Xu Qing suddenly trembled and opened his eyes suddenly.

"I'm going in the wrong direction!"
To be continued...