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

"From now on, you will be called Gungun."

Zhou Yi picked up the iron-eating beast, and a pulse-opening pill appeared in his hand.

Ying Ying Ying!

The iron-eating beast squealed happily, rolled its tongue around, and swallowed the elixir into its belly.

His stomach turned and he fell into a deep sleep, relying entirely on God's will to refine the medicinal effect.

It is not difficult to prepare the Pulse Opening Pill. The main medicine is made from the blood of exotic animals and several kinds of elixirs. The grade is determined by the main medicine.

The main ingredient used in Zhouyi's refining of the elixir is the body of the golden-winged roc, and its essence is even better than the Pure Yang elixir that Emperor Jingtai deceived people. Anyway, the demon immortal's body is big enough and its true form is as big as a mountain, which is enough for decades of elixir refining.

Moreover, the rolling blood vessels are far less powerful than Mao Jiu. Taking Kaimai Dan can activate the blood vessels in the body and return to the origin.

The demon race is different from the human race, and is new with the times. They learn from the masters of heaven and earth, witches, demons, Buddhism, Taoism, various schools of thought, and so on.

Since ancient times, the method of cultivation of the demon clan has never changed, and it has always followed the principle that the older the bloodline, the stronger it is, and the purer it is, the more noble it is. .

From birth to death, any demon clan traces its bloodline upward until it becomes an ancient divine beast.

"The ancient gods all fought on iron-eating beasts. Even if they were defeated in the end, your ancestors must have been very strong, right?"

Zhou Yi rubbed his swollen belly, and his comfortable short legs kicked around, making a squeaking sound, and glistening saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"never mind……"

Zhou Yi immediately gave up the ridiculous idea of ​​cultivating Gun Gun into a powerful immortal pet.

Strongness is only temporary, but cuteness lasts a lifetime. His rolling appearance makes immortals feel comfortable, and a few pills can be used as cat food.

Zhou Yi holds Gungun in one hand and pinches magic formulas in the other to deduce the changes in Chen Qing's luck.

Ever since Chen Qing met Dragon Girl, every time he deduced his numerology, he would have the power to suppress him out of thin air. There is no one in the world who is more powerful than Zhou Yi. However, even the Qingqiu Fox Fairy can't do this despite being separated from the common people.

"Chen Qing is only using it to test the art of dream marriage. No one in the world knows what I am going to do, except..."

Zhou Yi raised his head and looked at the sky, with a clear understanding in his heart.

The general trend of heaven and earth!

"It seems that we need to cultivate the Hidden Sun to perfection as soon as possible. Go to Tianji Hall to ask for divination as soon as possible and get the treasure as soon as possible!"

…

early morning.

Zhou Yi opened the courtyard door and saw an old man dressed as a housekeeper, waiting outside the door.

"Mr. Zhou, I am the steward of the Wei Mansion. The head of the old family left Hexi yesterday."

The old butler's arm was wrapped with white linen, and he bowed and handed over the black invitation: "We are preparing a small banquet at home today, and we respectfully invite Mr. Zhou to come."

Wei Mansion is the left neighbor of Qingfeng Xiaozhu, and there lives an old man who is obsessed with Taoism.

Zeng spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy the house next door, just to be close to Zhouyi and get a taste of immortality.

"knew."

Zhou Yi took the invitation and was about to leave in the clouds when he suddenly sensed a wisp of evil spirit.

The source of the evil aura is the Wei Mansion, and the aura is very weak. If he hadn't traveled outside the territory, he would have thought that he had practiced some evil method.

There are many people in Luojing who practice evil practices, mostly to extend their longevity. Even if they make themselves neither humans nor ghosts, they are not willing to follow the cycle of heaven and earth.

Evil practices destroy Yin virtue, and you will have to live for a few more years. After death, you will have to suffer in the underworld and return.

Usually, they only use evil methods to harm themselves, not others, and the Demon Slayer Division doesn't bother to care.

Zhou Yi changed his mind and said: "Since we are neighbors, I should go and mourn."

"Huh? Mr. Zhou...please!"

The old housekeeper was waiting for Zhou Yi to leave, and he went back to the house to preside over the funeral. The invitation was just a courtesy, and he never thought that he would invite an expert in refining the gods to pay his respects.

The residents around Qingfeng Xiaozhu had various thoughts, but no one ever came to disturb Zhou Yi. Since Old Man Wei moved here, he has met Zhou Yi less than ten times, and the only thing he has said is that Mr. Zhou is good morning.

The neighboring Wei Mansion on the left was only a few dozen steps away, and we arrived quickly.

Zhou Yi went in and discovered that the layout in the courtyard was exactly the same as that of Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

Peach trees, jujube trees, stone tables and benches.

There were many people in the courtyard, including many old people from nearby. Among the moved residents, Old Wei was the first to ride a crane to the west, which was quite sad for the death of a rabbit or a fox.

Everyone was surprised when they saw Zhou Yi coming in. Old Wei sent out countless invitations before his death, but he couldn't get them. After his death, he finally got his wish.

Zhou Yi stepped forward, burned a stack of paper money, and bowed.

The filial son and grandson also recognized Zhou Yi, showed gratitude on their faces, and knelt in the hall to return the gift.

"I am sorry for your loss."

Zhou Yi did not leave after doing all this. Instead, he came to the courtyard and walked towards a thin old man.

This old man is seventy or eighty years old, and he is also a close neighbor. He is a little frail, and there is a middle-aged man next to him.

When the old man saw Zhou Yi coming, he quickly stood up and saluted: "I have met Mr. Zhou."

"Hello Mr. Zhao, who is this beside you?"

Although Zhou Yi didn't visit the house, he had an impression of the surrounding residents. Mr. Zhao was a well-known businessman in Luojing with a huge fortune.

Old Man Zhao said: "This is the old man's distant relative..."

"Mr. Zhao, you have to think carefully, he may not be human!"

A flash of light flashed through Zhou Yi's eyes. He was somewhat familiar with the middle-aged man's technique. It seemed to be the Heavenly Fox Secret Code with a modified version.

Old Zhao's expression changed slightly and his eyes flickered to avoid him. He wanted to find an excuse but did not dare to deceive Zhou Yi.

No matter how big a businessman is, even if he has a backer behind the scenes, he is no match for an expert in refining the gods.

The middle-aged man took a step forward, bowed and said: "I have met Senior Zhou, and Junior Zhao Jiu has learned heretical methods in the mountains for several years, and has never harmed anyone."

"Are you really a human? Or maybe you are a shemale..."

Zhou Yi's figure flashed and his sword pointed at the middle-aged man's forehead.

When the middle-aged man heard the word shemale, his expression changed drastically. He opened his mouth and spit out flames to stop Zhou Yi. He jumped up several feet and was about to escape from the yard.

Boom!

Thunder fell out of thin air and chopped the middle-aged man into flying ashes.

Before Zhou Yi left, he glanced at Old Man Zhao and warned: "It is not wrong to covet longevity. Knowing clearly that there is something wrong with his origins, but still holding on to a sense of luck will eventually harm you!"

Old Zhao was trembling and paralyzed on the ground, speechless.

The middle-aged man's name is Li Jiu, a shemale from Qingqiu Demon Kingdom, who is responsible for inquiring about information in Luojing.

Relying on his skills in refining elixirs, he became Old Man Zhao's guest.

Every time Old Man Zhao inquires about Luo Jing, he can exchange elixirs from Li Jiu. His health was worse than that of Old Man Wei, but now he can still walk out.

The life-extending pill is also a top-quality pill in the eyes of monks. How could Li Jiu know how to refine it?

The elixir that Old Man Zhao took had the effect of draining the essence and marrow. When his body recovered, he just regained his health.

"The Qingqiu Fox Clan actually got involved in the war in southern Xinjiang and became Xu Ye's help!"

Zhou Yi now understands what Sanwu said, there are many strange people in the dragon cavalry army, not only Daqianqian cultivators, but also the human demons from Qingqiu.

Human demons are human beings. Even if the demonic energy leaks out of the demonic practice, they can still avoid the heretical secrets.

Zhou Yi took out the message paper and explained the news to Sanwu in detail.

After a while.

Sanwu replied: "I reported this matter to General Gongsun. The old Taoist is still surprised that there are so many masters in Daqian!"

There are gods in Daqian who monitor all directions, and those who practice deep mountains are also known by their surnames. There are only a few who are not within the scope of the gods' inspection.

"Fellow Taoist, be careful of changes in the battlefield, don't fall into the trap!"

Zhou Yi warned: "It is said that Qingqiu Fox Fairy is good at planning. He really doesn't care about his face and makes plans to escape in advance."

Sanwu replied: "It shouldn't be like this. The Fox Immortal violated the taboo by taking action in person, causing the ancestor to break through. Only a demon immortal is no match. Besides, the Nine-tailed Clan has lived in Qingqiu for a long time, so they can escape. The monk can’t escape from the temple!”

Zhou Yi asked: "How long has it been since the royal family member showed up?"

Sanwu paused for a moment and replied: "It must have been more than ten years. What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"

"I hope there are no accidents..."

After Zhou Yi sent this sentence, Sanwu never replied, maybe he also had doubts in his heart.

Some of the things Emperor Jingtai has done in recent years have been extremely outrageous, but no one has come to take care of them.

…

The Demon Slayer Division.

Ministry of Things.

Zhou Yi wrote and drew on a piece of paper, sometimes thinking deeply and sometimes frowning.

Lao Zhang was sleeping at his desk. Did he call Lili Zhuzhuyingyingyanyan's name? You didn't need to guess to know that he was dreaming.

At the end of the 55th year of Jingtai, Chen Ying was finally promoted from the seventh level to the sixth level and successfully entered the Qi Refining Realm.

In the Qi Refining Realm, he is commonly known as an innate master, and he is already a great figure.

He is only twenty-five years old and can be regarded as a young talent. Unfortunately, in the Ministry of Finance, he should serve tea or serve tea, and he should pay the bills or leave the accounts.

"Brother Zhou, what are you busy with?"

Chen Ying asked doubtfully: "In recent days, I keep seeing you adding and subtracting names. Could these deleted ones be dead?"

In his impression, when a god-refining expert writes a name, there is a high probability that it is the secret technique of the Nightmare Victory Curse.

This scroll is three or four feet long, with names densely packed on it. It looks like there are men and women, and the various surnames are irregular.

"It won't be a problem if you die, but there won't be many benefits."

Zhou Yi thought for a moment and added the name Lu Gang.

When Chen Ying heard this, her eyes lit up: "When will my name be posted?"

Zhou Yi said: "You kid, you are not qualified for the time being!"

Chen Ying was promoted to the third level and could fly with Qi. He was considered a little master, but unfortunately he had never actually fought against a demon. Not to mention encountering monsters with weird thoughts, Chen Qing, who was only in the ninth rank, had more than a dozen ways to make Chen Ying depressed until death.

Chen Ying looked pityful and changed the subject: "Brother Zhou, have you read the imperial edict this morning?"

"It's a good thing that it's forbidden for men and women to fall in love."

Zhou Yi expressed his support for this. Humans and monsters are different species, and most of them will not have good results if they are forced to be together.

After giving birth to an heir, the offspring is half human and half demon. He is ostracized by the demon clan, and is also unpopular among the human clan. He is ostracized from both sides, and eventually becomes desperate and inevitably turns to the path of demons.

"Hehe, what I want to say is not this, but the Dao Sect..."

Chen Ying smiled and said: "I have heard that many real people in the Taoist sect are in love with women transformed by spiritual beasts. This law has been promulgated, can they be separated by force?"

"What do you know, kid?"

Zhou Yi said: "It's just a rule that you can't fall in love with the demon clan. The wife of Daoist master is a spiritual beast."

It is actually difficult to distinguish between monsters and spiritual beasts.

If the demon clan cultivates demon energy, it will corrode the human body.

Spiritual beasts cultivating Qi Qi are not harmful to humans.

The newly added laws of Daqian are very vague, but the mystery lies in the vagueness.

The right to interpret the law rests with the Ministry of Punishment and the Department of Demon Slayers, so whether a human-monster falls in love or a spiritual beast falls in love, it depends on who is the person in the couple.

As the next day approached, Zhou Yi carefully rolled up the roster and put it away.

"Brother Zhang, are you going to have a rest tomorrow on New Year's Eve, or will you be on duty for the whole day?"

The Ministry of Finance's only holiday every year also needs to be guarded to prevent accidents in the prison.

"Yanyan..."

Zhang Cheng moved his head, changed his position and continued sleeping.

Zhou Yi knew that Zhang Cheng agreed. In the Yin Shen realm, he could communicate with others in his sleep.

Chen Ying lowered his voice and said, "What's happened to Brother Zhang these days? You sleep during the day and night, and you don't go to Chunfeng Tower much. Is there something wrong with your practice?"

"Painting the Tao to condense the true spirit requires consuming part of the Yin Shen. Tiredness is normal."

Zhou Yi flicked his finger, and the light fell on the rice paper Zhang Cheng was lying on, and traces of painting appeared on the originally blank paper.

Scenes of scenes of men and women appeared and disappeared on the paper, making Chen Ying's eyes widen.

"I've learned, I've learned! Brother Zhang is truly a role model for our generation!"

Both Zhang Cheng and Chen Ying had breakthroughs, and Zhouyi did not fall behind. The Taoist practice accumulated for 29,998 years.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the execution chamber will be open as usual, with the number of Daoxing stably exceeding 30,000.