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

Luck turns into fire, and demons turn into firewood.

Yan Chixiao transformed from a lone star ridden with evil spirits into an enemy of demons.

Killing demons can strengthen your luck, practice is like divine help, and there are already three-level mysterious demon illustrations.

Such a huge change in Qi was an earth-shaking change, which gave Zhou Yi some confidence in the future.

Zhou Yi said: "Everything is over, Pindao will go now."

"Senior, your magic sword."

Yan Chixiao presented the Nanming Lihuo Sword. He did not dare to part with such a precious treasure.

"You are destined to have this sword, don't let this treasure of succumbing to demons live up to you!"

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, the clouds and fog flew away.

The Lihuo Sword of Nanming was in the hands of Yan Chixiao. Not long ago, it annihilated tens of thousands of powerful ghosts and seven ghost generals. Because he didn't kill it with his own hands, he received less than eleven Taoist rewards. However, when he added up, he got ten years of Taoist rewards. .

Originally, Chen Qing's next dream goal was Yan Chixiao.

One hundred thousand workers were employed to take the first step successfully.

…

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

All the officials stood at attention.

The Crown Prince's expression was gloomy, and he glanced coldly at the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

The Ministry of Rites is in charge of rituals, music and sacrifices, and the canonization of gods of the middle and lower grades is usually given by the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and the emperor is responsible for approving the names.

Yesterday, the evil god in the Yin world of Jinhua broke through, and the root cause was the mountain god of Heishan who was canonized by the Ministry of Rites.

"In just a few short months, first there was the evil dragon in the Red River, and then there was the black mountain tree demon. Zheng Aiqing has something to say?"

"Your Highness, since the founding of Da Qian, gods have often caused trouble..."

Zheng Shangshu took a step forward, bowed and said: "The root cause is that many gods are not human, and their minds must be different. The second reason is that gods have long lifespans. Even if they were highly virtuous and respected during their lifetime, selfishness will inevitably appear after a long time."

The prince nodded slightly and asked, "Does Zheng Aiqing have a solution?"

"The canonization of gods is far-reaching, and it is not advisable to make big moves. It is feasible for the time being to have the gods take turns to avoid sitting on the ground like a dragon, and then set up an assessment for the gods, and those who fail to pass will be stripped of their priesthood..."

Zheng Shangshu slowly narrated that as a first-class scholar who lived for more than three hundred years, he once governed three counties and pastoral four states.

I have long been familiar with the problems and solutions within Daqian.

Answering the question of the Prince of the Supervisory State is not like a confrontation between the king and his ministers, but more like a fixed cut-scene dialogue. I still remember that the late emperor also asked about this matter. The reason was that there was a city god in Feiyun Prefecture who used the convenience of being in charge of the underworld to seize the ghost souls and practice magic skills.

Zheng Shangshu's answer at that time was exactly the same as now.

"Well, what Ai Qing said is absolutely true, and the decree..."

Before the Prince Supervisor had finished speaking, another figure stood up.

"Your Highness, I have objections!"

Wang Bo'an came out and said loudly: "The canonization of gods is an ancestral system established by Taizu. So far, there are nearly ten thousand gods, big and small, in 123 counties in sixteen states. The oldest of them can be traced back to the Zhonghe period."

"The gods in various places work hard to supervise the place for the imperial court. Occasionally there are disloyal people, but they cannot change the ancestral system."

"Your Highness, it is not advisable to stop eating because of choking, please think twice!"

After Wang Boan finished speaking, several more people immediately came out to ask the prince to think again, saying that the laws of his ancestors were immutable.

Zheng Shangshu returned to the ranks of hundreds of officials. The old god was there and did not get angry because of the opposition of the officials.

The officials were not opposed because of Zheng Shangshu, but because the canonization of gods was related to their own interests, including Zheng Shangshu's interests.

Even a first-class Confucian scholar cannot guarantee that the family will always be prosperous. There are thousands of gods and goddesses in Daqian territory, and it is unknown how many of them are related to the Gongun princes in the dynasty.

The prince of the prison kingdom was not angry either. Since he took the elixir and became light and healthy, his mind has become broader.

Another reason is that I am used to being criticized.

Emperor Jingtai was able to talk the talk, but he was really powerful with his fists. The Prince of the Supervisory State was not even in the Qi Refining stage. Even if he was the orthodox royal family, it was difficult for him to convince all the officials in the palace.

"Wang Aiqing said so, but what kind of wisdom is that?"

"Go back to Your Highness, it is not advisable to change the ancestral system just because a mountain god committed a crime."

Wang Boan said slowly: "But we must also take a warning. The root cause of the mountain god's disaster is the love between humans and monsters. How about adding a new law to prohibit the love between humans and monsters..."

The Crown Prince frowned slightly, Da Gan did not encourage men and women to fall in love, but he did not explicitly prohibit it either.

"Your Highness, what Wang Shilang said firstly does not violate the ancestral system, and secondly, it prevents the recurrence of the mountain god incident. It can be said to be the best of both worlds."

"Your Highness, falling in love between a man and a man is harmful and useless. It should have been banned long ago."

"Your Highness, please think twice!"

Officials one after another came out to support. They were not interested in human-male love, mainly because they could not change the canonization of gods.

"In that case, then..."

The Crown Prince thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that there was no harm in it: "I am promulgating a law to prohibit the love between humans and monsters. Violators will be reported to the Demon Slayer Division and will be treated as crimes against the human race."

"Your Highness is wise!"

All the officials looked happy and congratulated in unison.

The prince nodded slightly. This was the first time he had promulgated a new law since he took charge of the country.

This feeling is so overwhelming!

As for the deaths and injuries of people in several counties within Jinhua, the officials in the palace didn't care. It was just a trivial matter.

Among them, some officials are thinking very fast. There are more than a dozen vacancies for gods in these places. They are thinking about who among the clan has enough merit. They can take advantage of this opportunity to enjoy incense and worship, and they can also contribute to the growth of their family in the future.

It is easy for the rich to accumulate merit. They have already consciously acquired it on weekdays, and once there is a vacancy for gods, they can fill it.

The land of Chenghuang needs to be canonized after death, which is not a problem at all. First confirm the canonization list with the Ministry of Rites, and then die of illness at home.

Among ordinary people, there are people who can barely satisfy their merits by doing good deeds throughout their lives, and they still need to queue up at the back.

Perhaps even when the merits are exhausted and the soul dissipates, there is no time left for the gods to become vacant.

…

Jinhua is in Wuzhou.

The most famous one in Wuzhou is Longchuan Academy, one of the four major academies in Daqian.

To the east of Longchuan Academy is the Royal Tea Garden. The Longjing tea produced has the magical effect of enlightening the Tao and strengthening the mind.

It is said that the tea garden was originally a common tea tree, because the sages came to enlighten and preach here, and the tea leaves were transformed into spiritual tea by the sages.

The sky is slightly bright.

Misty.

The black and white iron-eating beast walked toward the tea garden one step at a time, seemingly slowly but actually quickly.

A copper bell was tied around his neck, and the tinkling sound woke up the sleeping birds.

"Madam, I am the heart of heaven and earth, and all things are one with me..."

The sound of Lang Lang reading came from the iron-eating beast's back, and the scholar in green shirt was leaning steadily on the bear's back to read.

The iron-eating beast entered the tea garden and was greeted respectfully by the tea farmer in charge.

"I've met Mr. Du."

The tea farmer said: "A Taoist came here early in the morning. He said he was your old friend from Luo Jing and was waiting for you at the pavilion."

The scholar is Du Si, the steward of the royal tea garden.

The origin of Du Si Tea farmers know that the story of angrily beating the invigilator has spread from Luozhou to Wuzhou.

Longchuan Academy is right next door, and anecdotes like these that strengthen the ambitions of scholars spread the fastest.

"Old friend?"

Du Si looked happy and patted the iron-eating beast's round head.

The iron-eating beast was very fast and came to the pavilion on the tea mountain. Sure enough, he saw a blue-robed Taoist tasting tea.

"Mr. Zhou, it is indeed you."

Du Si jumped up, crossed several feet, and landed in the pavilion.

"Pindao happens to be passing through Wuzhou, so I stopped by to see how you are doing."

After Zhou Yi looked at it carefully, he smiled and said: "Looking at you, you are very good."

Du Si's face was rosy, his spirit was clear and elegant, and he looked confident and energetic when he stood there. He already had a touch of Confucianism.

"There are books to borrow, spiritual tea to taste, and exotic animals to tame. So happy, happy!"

Du Si sat cross-legged opposite, bowed and poured tea for Zhou Yi, and said respectfully: "When I come to Longchuan, I would like to thank Shilang Wang for sending me to this place where sages preach."

I was once ignorant, but I felt that Mr. Zhou's words and words were shocking and filled his eyes with passion.

Nowadays, knowledge is increasing day by day, and the younger generation of Longchuan Academy is at a disadvantage. However, when they see Zhou Yi again, they feel more and more unfathomable.

Zhou Yi sipped the spiritual tea lightly and seemed to ask casually.

"Do you still remember those words that Pindao gave you back then?"

"of course I remember!"

Du Si's expression became solemn: "Sir's admonishment, always keep it in mind, recite it and copy it every day, and don't dare to forget it at all!"

Zhou Yi stroked his palm and said, "That's good!"

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time. Although they occasionally exchanged letters, they never had pleasant conversations in person.

The Book of Changes commented on Luojing Oiran, one session was not as good as the other, it was a pity that Du Si could not go to Chunfeng Tower.

"Mr. Zhou, the students have long heard that the courtesan Yaoyao used her own money to redeem her life for you."

"This is pure rumour. Pindao and Miss Yaoyao are innocent!"

Zhou Yi explained repeatedly, but Du Si didn't believe it at all. Even the tea farmers who were listening to the gossip showed contempt and envy.

Near Longchuan Academy, even the tea farmers are somewhat literary, and they may not be able to write or write. The romantic affairs of the scholars and courtesans can be talked about for days and nights.

As he talked, he was preaching about the scene of being demoted and seeing each other off in the same department.

"Unfortunately, that was the last time I met Zhu Tongke..."

Du Si sighed: "The only person who corresponds with me now is Meng Huaiyuan."

"Meng Huaiyuan, I have an impression that he was the number one scholar that year?"

Zhou Yi often went to Zhuangyuan Hall. At first, the words left by Meng Huaiyuan hung in the middle, then moved to the corner, and then seemed to disappear.

"Brother Huaiyuan cares about the world and has great ambitions. It's a pity that he got involved with the students because of his friendship."

Du Si said: "The dignified scholar is working as a magistrate in a small county in Zhenzhou, and his immediate boss is a county magistrate. It is simply insulting to politeness."

Du Si beat up Wang Shilang in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and the consequences were more than just being demoted to Longchuan. The subsequent series of suppressions have not stopped to this day.

Scholars who were in the same class as Du Si either broke off their relationship with him, or simply cursed him and turned against him. The energetic young man who used to play swords, compose songs, and paint with brushes eventually became a political creature.

Perhaps late at night when no one is around, I will secretly take out the farewell picture to look at it and recall my past ambitions.

"Relax, there is hope for the future."

Zhou Yi consoled him: "One day you will become a sage. These are all the interesting anecdotes of Saint Du, and they will be recorded in the history books."

Du Si's face turned red. He was now confident that he would become a great scholar, but he was still a thousand times farther away from being a sage.

After Daqian established its own country, no sage was born. This was partly due to the suppression of the royal family, and more to the scholars themselves.

During the heyday of the dynasty, not many people were willing to study with peace of mind.

suddenly.

An old voice came.

"Xiao Duzi, don't rush to greet me when I come!"

The voice was outside the tea garden just now, and the next moment the person had arrived at the pavilion. It was an old man with gray hair.

The old man was about to say that Du Si stole the tea and drank it. When he raised his eyes and saw Zhou Yi, his eyes blinked again and again, and the words were stuck in his throat.

"Um?"

Zhou Yi wondered: "Who is this?"

Du Si quickly stood up, bowed and saluted: "I have met Mr. Li Shan."

Then he introduced: "Mr. Zhou, this is Mr. Li Laoshan of Longchuan Academy."

Zhou Yi stood up and cupped his hands and said, "I have met Mr. Li Shan."

Li Yuanbai immediately responded: "I've seen it before, where are you from?"

"Coming from the south."

Zhou Yi did not say the specific location, but Li Yuanbai nodded in confusion.

Li Yuanbai said: "I am ashamed that Longchuan Academy is in Wuzhou and I still need to trouble Mr. Zhou."

"No trouble."

A peach leaf appeared in Zhou Yi's hand and he said: "This is the spiritual tea refined by Pindao. It is quite different from this Longjing tea. Laoshan Chang can taste it."

The peach leaves fall into the boiling water, and the rich fragrance penetrates directly into the soul.

“Good tea!”

Li Yuanbai exclaimed in admiration: "The last time I saw this kind of spiritual creature, I was still two hundred years old. Senior Qi from Cangliyuan was lucky enough to taste it at his birthday party."

Du Si sipped a cup and asked doubtfully: "It's better than the top Longjing, but it won't make the old mountain leader so amazed, right?"

"Your level is too low, you don't understand!"

Li Yuanbai clicked his tongue and said: "Fa Zheng is very good, and it is also your boy's opportunity."

The two people enjoying tea turned into three people, and they quickly became familiar with each other.

Li Yuanbai didn't care about his status, otherwise he wouldn't be on good terms with Du Si, and now he is the same as Zhou Yi.

Until noon.

Zhou Yicai said goodbye and left on the clouds.

Li Yuanbai looked at the distant clouds and was lost in thought.

"Old Mountain Chief, are you a little strange today?"

Du Si wondered: "Mr. Zhou is a very kind man. If it weren't for his support and help, I would probably be farming in my hometown now and succeed my father as a rich man in the future."

"You are a disrespectful kid. How can you comment on your parents like this?"

Li Yuanbai said: "Of course Mr. Zhou is a good person, a very good person... Can you tell me how we met him?"

"That was a few years ago..."

Du Si was about to tell, but was interrupted by Li Yuanbai.

"Forget it, forget it, since Mr. Zhou is hiding his identity, the old man can't spoil his mood. I'm tired today. I'll come to your place for tea tomorrow. Remember to save more special Longjing. Anyway, those guys in Luo Jing can't drink it well!"

After Li Yuanbai finished speaking, his figure turned into nothingness and disappeared.

Du Si was lost in memories and did not notice Li Yuanbai, who also called Zhou Yi sir.

…

Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

The clone has just gone off duty and is studying the magical power of concealing the sun in the yard.

Zhou Yi made the clones' magical power practice more and more sophisticated. Although the number of clones did not increase, the control of each clone became much more flexible.

The clone has ten functions and ten thoughts, without the chaos at the beginning.

Zhou Yi lowered his cloud head, put away his body, and caught a glimpse of the iron-eating beast crawling on the peach tree.

The fairy peach tree condenses spiritual fluid every day, which is used to feed the iron-eating beast, and its body grows day by day.

After all, it is a real spiritual beast, not the cute Gungun from his previous life, who grew to over a foot long in just a few days.

"come over."

As soon as Zhou Yi waved his hand, the iron-eating beast jumped up from the tree and was about to jump into its master's arms.

Unfortunately, the body was too heavy and the balance was not well controlled, so he landed on the ground and rolled a few times.

"This is Gungun..."