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Duan Qing was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, looking a little disappointed.

He thought of his second senior brother in Jin Xuanzong, Wuda.

After giving up on Senior Sister Su, Second Senior Brother was the only person he really cared about in Jin Xuan Sect.

It is a pity that the second senior brother died in the hands of the crazy Qingchen Zhenren in order to save Song Ling'er.

Recalling his second senior brother, Duan Qing couldn't help but think of the undead creatures in the underground space.

With his current knowledge, he still had no idea where those ghosts came from.

Although the second senior brother died at the hands of Master Qingchen, if we really want to go into details, those undead creatures are not immune to it.

If there is a chance in the future, we must eradicate those ghosts!

In addition, thinking that if he had mastered the art of alchemy, his second senior brother might not have died. Duan Qing secretly made up his mind. Now that he was temporarily stable, it was time to continue studying the art of alchemy.

After bidding farewell to Xue Wanyun, Duan Qing entered the cave and immediately opened the spirit beast ring and took out the bamboo tube containing the fantasy butterfly and mucus.

After putting the Fantasy Butterfly into the mucus in Ten Thousand Corpses Cave that day, he only observed it once on the way back to Shinto Sect. At that time, the Fantasy Butterfly had not yet woken up, and he did not know if it had woken up now.

At this time, the fantasy butterfly in the bamboo tube was obviously larger, and the mucus inside had disappeared. However, the fantasy butterfly was still curled up in the bamboo tube, as if it was not awake.

Feeling its much stronger aura, Duan Qing felt a little at ease.

The Fantasy Butterfly is very important to him. If it can save his life, it will definitely become his help in the future.

Looking at the fantasy butterfly in the bamboo tube, Duan Qing's mind wandered.

It can make the fantasy butterfly with only one breath return to its original state, and even become much stronger than before. The slime is really a magical thing.

Also, thinking about how powerful the giant Kun's true spirit is, the mucus produced in its body is not a mortal thing.

Even if he is as strong as Senior Yuan Wuwu, he still has to stay away from the real spirit.

It's a pity that at that time, he just put two bamboo tubes on a whim and failed to bring out more mucus.

At present, one bamboo tube is used for the Fantasy Butterfly, and the remaining bamboo tube can be well preserved. With its magical power, it may also be effective for monks. In critical moments, it can be a life-saving thing.

At this time, the fantasy butterfly in the bamboo tube suddenly twitched its wings and flew out of the bamboo tube.

While flapping its wings, it also conveyed a feeling of not waking up to Duan Qing.

Duan Qing was dumbfounded. It turned out that this guy had woken up a long time ago and was just sleeping!

Thinking about it, the creatures placed in the spirit beast ring will be nourished by the spiritual energy that the spirit beast ring continues to absorb, and will unconsciously fall into a deep sleep to maintain vitality.

The fantasy butterfly flew around Duan Qing and landed in front of Duan Qing, sending him a feeling of hunger.

Duan Qing quickly took out an unopened spiritual liquid from a bamboo tube, pulled out the cork, and placed it next to Huanyi Butterfly.

Upon seeing this, the fantasy butterfly immediately flapped its wings, flew to the edge of the bamboo tube, and sucked up the spiritual liquid in the bamboo tube.

Duan Qing was a little stunned when he noticed that the spiritual liquid in the bamboo tube was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This guy... his appetite has increased so much!

After looking at the small amount of spiritual liquid in the storage bag, Duan Qing couldn't help but have a headache.

After the last time he replenished the gourd sword and consumed all the spiritual liquid, he only made a small amount as a backup.

Now that the Fantasy Butterfly's food intake has increased greatly, his inventory will not last long!

It seems that I have to find a chance to get rid of the Yin Zhi inner elixir in my hand and exchange it for some spiritual stones to make spiritual liquid.

Not only does Fantasy Butterfly need spiritual liquid, but he also needs spiritual liquid for his own cultivation.

After the Fantasy Butterfly drank about 30% of the spiritual liquid in the bamboo tube at one time, it stopped eating and collapsed beside the bamboo tube, exposing its bulging belly.

Feeling the sleepiness coming from the Fantasy Butterfly to him, Duan Qing helplessly shook his head and put the Fantasy Butterfly and most of the remaining spiritual fluid from the bamboo tube into the spirit beast ring.

After releasing the fantasy butterfly, Duan Qing looked nostalgic when he saw the sleeping idiot in the spirit beast ring, and took the idiot out of the spirit beast ring.

Now that he has worshiped under the Makuyu Sect, he has temporarily stabilized and ended his wandering days. It is time for this stupid guy to see the light of day again.

The fool was placed on the ground by Duan Qing, still sleeping soundly and even snoring slightly.

Seeing the fool's sleeping look, every detail of his past interactions with the fool couldn't help but come to his mind.

Remembering that Idiot always liked to push his butt, Duan Qing suddenly became playful and kicked him on the fat ass.

"Stupid guy, get up!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

The idiot was in pain and subconsciously let out a stupid scream. Then he woke up and opened his eyes, slowly stood up from the ground, and looked around blankly, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

When he saw Duan Qing next to him, Idiot seemed to wake up a lot. He immediately ran around Duan Qing twice, and then rubbed his head against Duan Qing.

"Haha, you stupid guy!" Duan Qing was in a good mood when he saw the idiot like this.

Now everyone he cares about in Xiaonanjie is gone, and only idiot is still with him.

Thinking of this, Duan Qing patted the idiot on the back of the head. "Stupid guy, this is your new home, your good days are coming!"

The idiot seemed to sense Duan Qing's emotions, and immediately ooohed a few times, then ran out of the cave as if to inspect its new territory.

Duan Qing didn't stop him when he saw this.

Apart from him, there should be only three other people in Qingfeng Stream: Master Mu Yu, Senior Brother Yu Ya, and Xue Wanyun. There is probably no danger, so let this stupid guy indulge himself.

After watching the idiot leave, Duan Qing took out the Shinto Order he had just received and prepared to study it carefully.

After listening to Xue Wanyun's previous explanation, he was quite interested in the task system of the Shinto Sect.

In addition, one of the two requirements of Master Mu Yu was to complete ten heaven-level tasks.

To be honest, he was not sure about the other requirement, defeating Senior Brother Yu Ya within five years.

Therefore, in order not to be kicked out by Mu Yu in five years, he might have to start by completing ten heaven-level tasks.

His mind sank into the Shinto Order, and a lot of information suddenly appeared in Duan Qingzhi's mind.

Xuan-level task: Kill Liu Yuanji, the traitor of the Wuding Sect of Shenzhou.

Huang-level task: Find three silver bell grasses.

Xuan-level task: Find a mortal with a heaven-level wind attribute spirit root.

Tian-level task: Investigate the cause of death of Wan Buliu, the sword god of the Huanjian Sect.

Di-level task: Kill Fengliu Sanren.

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The information of the sect tasks made Duan Qing feel a little dazzled.

Each sect mission is marked with a mission level, and by focusing on a certain mission, you can get more detailed information.

For example, the introduction of the characters or items involved, the contribution that can be obtained after completion, the mission time limit, etc.

Duan Qing took a quick look and found that there were more than 10,000 sect missions, covering all levels, and the mission content was even more varied, which opened Duan Qing's eyes.