I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

"I can't stand the dragon clan being arrogant and keeping a low profile!"

Zhou Yi imitated Sanwu's tone and replied.

Chen Long: Fellow Taoist, do you know where Qian Huan went?

Zhou Yi answered truthfully: "I don't know, Yuan Chenzhu fell into Pindao's hands while he was walking on the road."

Shen Hou: The Yuan Chen Pearl is a bloodline spiritual treasure. How can fellow Taoists refine it?

Zhou Yi was thinking about making up a reason, and someone had already explained it for him.

Mao Tu: Master Sanwu is a descendant of the Li family, so it’s not surprising that he can refine it.

Zhou Yi asked: "Pindao is indeed of royal blood, is he destined to have this orb?"

Maotu: The person who refined the Twelve Yuan Chen Pearls was Taizu Daqian.

Chenlong: When Li Sheng traveled to Lishuzhou, the sad human race was weak and angry demons were rampant. Establish twelve sects and spread them all over Yunzhou to resist the demon clan and act as a barrier to the Great Qian.

Shenhou: The Chou Niu Pearl is the token of Qianhuan Sect Master. Where is she now?

"The northern part of Yunzhou is ruled by the Six Paths of Demons. It doesn't seem to be a demon tribe, right?"

Zhou Yi did not answer Shen Hou's question. He was dubious about what these people said.

Weiyang: After one of the Zishu worshiped into the Heavenly Demon Palace, he became a true demon and established his own family.

Zhou Yi continued to ask: "Where are the others? Why are there only five of us?"

No one answered Zhou Yi, and Chou Niuzhu sent messages one after another.

The Zi Mouse Pearl shattered the Heavenly Demon Palace.

The Yinhu Pearl shattered Baihu Ridge.

The snake pearl shattered into pieces across the sea.

Wu Ma Zhu, broken soup valley...

"According to what they said, all the twelve sects, except for the Tianmo Palace, have been destroyed."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly. If Taizu Daqian really established the sect, his strength would not be too bad. After all, he was a fierce man who swept across Yunzhou and established the Kingdom of God.

Chenlong: Master, if you can, please help Qian Huan. Limited to the blood oath, the twelve sects returned to Daqian, with no strength remaining.

"good."

After Zhou Yi responded and agreed, he quit the group chat.

There are many scammers in online chats, and you have to meet them in person to judge the authenticity.

The Yuan Chen Pearl has a strange origin. Zhou Yi did not cultivate it in Dantian and would not carry it with him. Instead, he placed it on the fairy peach tree.

If someone is plotting against you, taste the horns first!

…

East Market.

The prince was walking on the road back to the East Palace, and the soldiers in front were clearing the crowd.

Li Mu was also in the car, chatting with the prince, which showed the close relationship between the two.

Since taking the elixir to regain his youth, the prince has become more decisive in doing things. Especially when he sees the middle-aged fourth brother, he feels very happy.

"Get out of the way, even if you dare to stop the prince's car!"

The soldiers walked to a shop, and many people gathered in front of them. They had been coaxing for a long time but still hadn't dispersed.

One of them, a Taoist priest in blue shirt, was treating a patient. When he heard the noise of the soldiers, he waved his hand impatiently and froze them all in place.

brush! brush!

Two figures appeared in front of the carriage. They were monks secretly protecting the prince, with solemn expressions.

The Taoist was still concentrating on seeing the doctor and said slowly: "Your disease is not possessed by evil spirits. There is no need to burn incense and worship Buddha. I will give you a prescription."

As he spoke, he wrote the word "recovery" on the paper and handed it to the old man who told the fortune.

"Go back and drink some water. You will be cured within three days."

"Thank you, Master."

The old man looked happy, carefully put away the prescription, took out a penny and put it on the table, then turned and left quickly.

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A group of soldiers surrounded him, and he was the only one left in the Taoist stall.

"A poor man cannot give up on seeing a doctor midway and delay the noble man."

The Taoist raised his hand to the carriage, and all the soldiers resumed their actions.

Instead of retreating, the soldiers drew their swords one after another and surrounded the Taoist in the center.

Behind the guards of the East Palace is the imperial court of Daqian. They will see many strange people and strange people, so they will not have any fear.

The prince lifted the curtain of the car, looked at the long banner stuck beside the Taoist, and wrote: fortune telling, healing and saving lives.

He said loudly: "Which mountain does the Taoist practice?"

The Taoist Jishou said: "The mountains have no surnames, the caves have no names, and a few monks in the mountains have seen His Highness the Prince."

"Do you recognize Gu?"

"The purple energy covers the top, and the golden dragon surrounds it. No one but the prince can do it."

The Taoist did not lie to flatter him. Apart from his incorrect name, the prince of the prison country was not much different from the emperor.

The prince nodded slightly. Many Taoist masters in the palace who were proficient in qi-watching techniques had already seen his luck for him.

This man had some abilities, but that was all he could do. Then he lowered the curtain and went all the way back to the East Palace.

Li Mu looked at the Kirin paperweight in the Taoist's stall, the magic pen for writing talisman paper, and the robes he was wearing. They were all priceless high-grade magical instruments.

The magic tools that the masters of refining the gods regarded as treasures were placed casually on the stall. This Qing Taoist was definitely unusual, so he secretly made a note of the stall in his mind.

Sunset.

The streets were sparsely populated, and there were no customers. The Taoist priest was closing his stall.

"Master Yiqing, junior Li Mu."

Li Mu bowed and saluted, guessing that the Taoist was a third-grade master.

The Taoist cupped his hands and said, "Should I call you a real person? A layman reading a face or reading a calligraphy?"

"Reading faces."

"good."

The Taoist looked at Li Mu carefully, counted with his fingers, and then frowned slightly.

Li Mu asked: "What can the real person see?"

“A layman’s heaven is full and the pavilion is round, his fortune is clear, he is rich and noble.”

The Taoist's voice changed: "As long as you ask for something big and feel guilty, your efforts will most likely be in vain. It's better to let go as soon as possible."

Li Mu's eyes narrowed, and his voice suddenly became serious: "What does the real person mean? This junior doesn't understand."

"If you don't understand, you don't understand. A layman has a strong mind, so there is no need to tell fortunes."

The Taoist smiled and said: "Destiny is unpredictable. One moment and another, I just say what I see."

"Junior Meng Lang."

Li Mu held up his hands and apologized, and then asked: "This junior is really guilty. Is there any way to solve this problem?"

The Taoist raised his finger: "One penny creates a cause and effect."

"cause and effect."

Li Mu hesitated for a moment, then took out a penny and handed it over.

The Taoist waved his hand, and there was a book and a jade talisman on the stall: ""The Chapter of Ming Zhen and Breaking Illusion", the secret code of Yunxiao Taoist Palace, which can be copied every day to break the heart barrier. The soul-suppressing talisman, a first-class magic weapon, After refining, it can calm the inner demons."

"Layers, please choose one!"

"I choose..."

Li Mu hesitated for a moment and picked up the soul-calming talisman: "I work hard on duty and have no time to copy Taoist scriptures."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter which one you choose."

After finishing speaking, the Taoist packed up his stall and disappeared around the corner holding a long banner.

Li Mu looked at the magical talisman in his hand. Among the high-grade magic weapons, the soul-soothing type was the most valuable, and many god-refining experts couldn't get it.

When contemplating the Yin God, many desires arise, which extremely tests the monk's concentration. Once indulged in it, he may become possessed.

The soul-suppressing talisman can protect the soul, and the Yin God has an extra layer of protection.

"Yiqing Taoist, I have never heard of..."

Li Mu was confused and would deliberately take a detour to pass the stall every day when he was on duty.

I found that the Taoist priest was extremely popular. Every day when he went out to the stall, he would be surrounded by ordinary people. No matter whether he read fortune tellers or asked for medical advice, everything was accepted. After further inquiry, it turned out that Taoist Yiqing had been out of the stall for a long time.

After several days of investigation, Li Mu asked an expert from the East Palace to identify the talisman. There were no hidden dangers, and he finally felt relieved.

Then he sold the magic talisman to a Yang Shen monk in the East Palace at a high price, in exchange for a sum of spiritual stones that even the masters of god refining were jealous of.

"The formation flag finally comes down!"