Wang Lingce lowered his head and frowned without even looking at it.

This disgusting voice, this disgusting name, you don't need to think about it to know that it must be that turtle bastard.

"Your Majesty the Criminal Division."

When the black robe saw the person coming, he quickly saluted.

A man in a silver robe walked towards him, followed by seven or eight masters, all of whom seemed to be at the Spiritual Breathing Realm.

Shao Baxing, Xishan [Demon Punishment Division] Punishment Division.

He and Wang Lingce started at the same time, and they were also at the [Shangmiao Realm]. Their official positions were ranked eighth among the eighteen grades of Xuantian Pavilion, so they were considered to be on the same level.

"Old Shao, aren't you guarding Xishan? Why are you here?" Wang Lingce's eyes darkened, and he said with some displeasure.

Since they were teenagers, the two of them have disliked each other and have been constantly comparing themselves to each other, whether on the road of spiritual practice or on the road to promotion.

"Aren't you here to attend the [Demon Punishment Department Safety Prevention, Management and Rectification Meeting]..."

Shao Baxing grinned and pointed behind him.

"Alas... I accidentally got the plaque of [Excellent Security Office] again..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two palmers deliberately gathered the plaques in their hands high and waved them in front of Wang Lingce.

There are only thirteen [Demon Punishment Departments] in Xuantian Pavilion in the capital, and only one [Excellent Security Department Office] is selected every month.

"I don't have anywhere else to hang up... why don't I hang up at your place?" Shao Baxing asked with a smile.

The corners of Wang Lingce's eyes twitched unnaturally, and he forced out a smile.

"You can keep it to make a coffin."

"Hahaha... Touchi, why are you talking sourly when you come back this time?" Shao Baxing was not angry, but laughed.

"I heard that the assessment you conducted in Wangxuan City did not go well?"

"Do you still have to hear about riding on a horse?" Wang Lingce gritted his teeth and said.

"That's right...you've shown off your face this time...after all, not everyone can see the eight great demons in the world...I heard that you are even competing with people from Guixu? By the way...

Have you found the third lady of the Jianjun Mansion?"

Shao Baxing's concern for Wang Lingce was beyond words, but every time he said something, Wang Lingce's heart felt as if someone had hammered him hard.

Those bad things that he had finally put behind him started to leak out uncontrollably like they were escaping.

"I still have official duties, so excuse me..."

Wang Lingce gritted his teeth, forced out a sentence, walked around Shao Baxing, and left.

"By the way, there will be a commendation meeting for me in the museum in two days. You have to come...drink two more drinks then..."

Shao Baxing shouted loudly, and his hospitality and brotherhood echoed on the long and cold road.

Just this sentence almost caused Wang Lingce's wound to open and the old injury to relapse.

"No, something big has happened... The Xishan Demon Punishment Department has asked someone to bring it to you..."

At this moment, a harsh shout suddenly came, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Wang Lingce suddenly stopped and turned around, only to see a faint fire rising into the sky toward the west mountain in the suburbs, reflecting half of the red color.

"This...how is this possible!?"

Shao Baxing's eyes widened and he shouted loudly, and the plaque of "Excellent Security Department" behind him also crashed to the ground in the astonishment of the two executioners.

"Old Shao, when is your commendation coming?"

Wang Lingce turned around and didn't want to leave.

"Let's go."

Shao Baxing's face was heavy, and he stood up suddenly and flew away from Xuantian Pavilion.

"Sir, it's really fun this time..." Heipao looked at Shao Baxing's retreating figure and couldn't help but joked.

"I'm afraid it's not fun, but trouble..." Wang Lingce frowned, but there was no proud smile on his face.

"Something big is going to happen."

…

It's late at night.

The full moon is setting in the west, and the jackdaws standing on the branches have stopped chirping.

When Li Mo returned to Mingju in the eastern suburbs, the fire in the west mountain direction had become much smaller.

"Master, do you live here?"

Wang Jiu looked at the mountain of graves and couldn't help but ask.

"What do you know? This is a huge green area, a private territory, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, with space for appreciation, and you can always listen to the voice of the soul..."

Li Mo glanced at him and settled Wang Jiu first.

These days, the little bastard can live with him.

Li Mo has the identity of a Xuantian Pavilion disciple, so he is considered safe.

"Xiao Li..."

At this moment, an old voice came from outside the door, and Li Mo knew it was Uncle Ma's unique voice.

"Master Ma, what's the matter?" Li Mo asked through the door.

"It's nothing, I just want to remind you, don't go out and run around at night...there are a lot of murders and arson these days..."

"I know...I know..."

Li Mo looked strange and responded casually, and then he heard the sound of the other party's footsteps moving away.

"I can't hold it in anymore..."

Seeing Uncle Ma leave, Li Mo rushed directly into his room. The Taiyin corpse shroud melted away in his palm, isolating the entire room like a big net.

The next moment, the roar of a group of monsters came from his dantian, and faintly, a miniature black turtle spirit image appeared, turning into a golden elixir, revealing the mysterious cultivation of life and hiding the infinite longevity.

The energy of the demons, the energy of the ghosts, the Dharma of longevity, the golden elixir of pure yang... many powers were tempered like great medicine, and were transformed into Li Mo's Dantian.

Suddenly, the nine-inch Dao Vein Spiritual Root that had been integrated into one body shook violently, like a plant pulling out its teeth, like a black turtle taking off its clothes, and a young sprout unexpectedly sprouted out.

Rumble…

In an instant, a terrifying aura soared into the sky from Li Mo's body. If it were not blocked by Taiyin Xuansha Qi, this aura would be enough to level all the surrounding graves.

Since ancient times, no one has seen the creation, and a little spiritual light has entered this realm.

At this moment, the inner breath in Li Mo's Dantian was transformed, and his spiritual energy was transformed into a gray patch.
Chapter completed!