the strength of the soul is increasing, slowly but it can be clearly felt.

　　 Zhen Qi is also skyrocketing, far surpassing the gentle increase before, just like the tattoo on the chest can't suppress the Pengbai power in it, so he can only madly pour into Shen Hao's body with his mouth open.

　　 It was a little painful, because the meridians were also expanding, they were passive, and they were stretched open by the sudden surge of true energy. This situation is very strange, because the meridians would normally break directly under such a violent zhenqi flush, but now they are being broken and reconstructed inexplicably, slowly beginning to be able to accommodate the skyrocketing qi.

　　 This feeling is also very mysterious, as if it is changing overnight, making Shen Hao reluctant to leave. He didn't have to temporarily put it down until the sky was clear, and collected his energy.

　　 As soon as he got up, Shen Hao's whole body made a muffled sound like fried beans, and even his figure was raised an inch out of thin air!

　　 A mouthful of muddy air spit out half a stick of incense, and dust-like gray-black impurities spilled out of the shaking clothes, which all seeped out from Shen Hao this night.

　　 Shen Hao's face was horrified. At this moment, he realized that he actually broke through the seventh and eighth levels of Qi Refining in one night, reaching the final Great Perfection of the Ninth Level of Qi Refining Realm!

　　 At this moment, the bones and muscles are mingling, washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow, reaching the top of the Qi-refining realm!

　　 Afterwards, there is the first threshold of spiritual practice: focus on breaking the energy!

When 　　 is successful, you can enter the God-Gathering Realm and continue to practice your path; if you fail, you will spend your life here. Anyone has only one chance to cross the border, without exception.

　　 Working hard to calm his mood, Shen Hao didn't expect that he would successfully reach the top of the Qi Refining Realm so quickly. Even the day before yesterday, he felt that it would take at least ten years for him to reach the top of the Qi Refining Realm.

　　 But, he only spent one night? !

　　 opened his shirt and looked at the more vivid black beast tattoos in the bronze mirror, and couldn't tell what it was like.

　　 vigilant? Fortunately? doubt? Explore?

　　 Or maybe... Gradually getting used to it?

"This is just one night. I can feel that there is still a huge amount of energy in the tattoo that hasn't vented. I don't know how far my cultivation level will be pushed this time? It seems that I need to close the things in my hands as soon as possible, and then be quiet. It will take a while."

　　 The big case has just been solved, and there are so many things on Shen Hao. Only when they are straightened out as soon as possible can they apply for leave to Tang Qingyuan.

　　 When having breakfast, Shen Hao found that he became more edible than before, and he was afraid that his appetite would more than double? The Xia girl beside her frequently looked sideways, her pretty little face full of curiosity, her eyes were always peeking at Shen Hao's belly, and she was probably wondering why Shen Hao's belly didn't bulge after eating so many things.

　　 "Don't go to the East Market today." Putting down the third bowl of noodles, Shen Hao seemed to think of something, and said to the Xia girl beside him.

　　 "Huh? Master, why?"

　　 "There will be a head over there."

"Yeah! I'm not going anymore. I originally said that I would go with Sister Xin'er to choose some cloth and make a jacket for you." There is a caravan area near the East Market where a large number of cloth businesses are located, and Licheng is the best area around. The fabrics are usually purchased there.

　　 "Well, just pay attention to it yourself. By the way, Lin Xin'er makes good clothes. Don't forget to give the money."

　　 "I gave it all, master, don't worry."

"Ok."

　　 Shen Hao wiped his mouth, took a sip of the tea that Xia Nu had brought to her hand, and then took a sip from the goose ridge knife.

　　......

　　 It is not light every day, Li Chengdong Market has already opened up a day of hustle and bustle. There are not only the freshest daily fruits, vegetables, and meats, but also a wide range of North and South groceries.

　　Buy, sell, watch the excitement, hang out.

　　 Staring at the goods, staring at the people, staring at the money.

　　 There is a Dafang Gate on the south side of the East Market. Outside the gate is a 20-square-meter dam. Generally, each business company will set up a stand here to scream. Or maybe the court will choose to advertise it here if there is any big move, such as the previous decapitating show.

　　 Early in the morning, the two businesses that were still setting up the platform saw a line of eight black and brocade robe Xuan Qingwei came to this dam, and muttered in his heart, what is this for?

Then, these Xuan Qingwei slipped out two clean human heads from a bamboo basket, pulled the rope on the high pole erected on the dam, and pierced them through the heads, mouths, necks and eyes. , Tie a knot, and rise more than two feet high.

After 　　, another sign was placed next to the high pole. The sign was densely packed with hundreds of characters. The signature was signed by Tang Qingyuan from Li Chengxuan Qingwei's Baihu Office and Shen Hao's signature.

　　 After finishing this, the eight Xuan Qingwei packed up and left.

　　 Everyone on the dam immediately surrounded them, Xuan Qingwei’s sign, but whoever knows the word is not curious? Curious about who has his head chopped off and will be hung up for public display? What a sin is this? Before Li Jiamo's rebellious case, several principal offenders were exposed to the public for three days. Could it be that these two people were also guilty of treason?

But after these people who were literate read out the contents of the notice aloud, everyone realized that the two people who were hung out to the public did not commit treason but to kidnap children~lightnovelpub.net~the number is hundreds. !

　　Conspiracy for rebellion, everyone knows that it is the great crime of the Jiu Clan. But for ordinary people, it is impossible to talk about how much hate they have towards such people. After all, rebellion cannot be achieved by ordinary people.

　　 But kidnapping and killing children is different. Anyone who is in a right mind hates this evil dearly, even those who have children.

　　 "That!!!"

　　 "Xuan Qingwei's masters are amazing, this kind of brute who treats children with black hands should chop it off and hang it on a pole!"

　　 "I heard that many people lost their children before. Poor, they were all harmed by this kind of dog stuff?"

"How about Xuan Qingwei's uncles who are tough and capable? See what it says? They are all long-standing cases, and some of them are unsolved cases that the suffering master has been asking for for many years. There is no way for the yamen to hold them. Finally, Xuan Qingwei As soon as the prince came out, he solved the case immediately, and asked if you were convinced?"

There is no need for publicity with drums and gongs at all. Early in the morning, inside and outside the East Market are all things that are happening outside the lecture hall. Each is filled with righteous indignation and never forgets to praise Xuan Qingwei, especially at the end of the notice "Tang Qingyuan The signatures of "" and "Shen Haoyin" made these ordinary people feel an inexplicable sense of security.

　　 The uncles of Xuan Qingwei are not only staring at the conspiring beasts, but also the beasts who harm our people will be caught and beheaded.

　　 The sky was bright, and a couple suddenly squeezed into the dam of the East Market. They were holding a child, both of them were dressed in aprons and dressed up as a stall.

　　 squeezed in front of the notice, and the couple begged a scholar who could read to read the words on one side. As soon as the scholar finished reading the two couples, they burst into tears. The woman squatted on the ground crying hoarsely, crying sternly "My baby"; the man holding the child in his arms, muttering "the sky has eyes" in his mouth.