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

"The master's two disciples both have extraordinary bloodlines!"

A clear voice came from the courtyard.

A flash of light flashed in the pig demon's eyes. There was no one in the courtyard just now, and his innate magical power did not produce any response at all.

"I've met Zhou Xianchang!"

Miaoshan bowed and saluted, and said: "Two scoundrels cannot compare to the favor of an immortal."

When the pig demon heard this, he knelt down on the ground with a pop, and bowed and kowtowed nine times.

"Little demon Zhu Kang, meet the immortal!"

"What are you doing, you villain?"

Miao Shan was stunned and looked rather unkind.

He has transformed the monkey demon Hou Yuan and the pig demon Zhu Kang for decades. Although he has the title of master and apprentice, he has never received such a great gift. Sometimes the master and the disciple have different opinions and conflicts, and they need to recite scriptures and re-understand the situation.

Zhu Kang said matter-of-factly: "The human emperor is nothing more than an ordinary person. He even kowtows three times and bows nine times. When he meets an immortal, he must be treated with greater courtesy!"

"Hahaha! That makes sense!"

Mao Jiu laughed like a silver bell, jumped back into the courtyard, and got into Zhou Yi's arms.

Since there was an iron-eating beast in the family, Mao Jiu felt the crisis and went out with Luo Li less for experience.

Mao Jiu is very good at distinguishing between big and small. There are hundreds of millions of practitioners who have gone out to practice, but no one has become an immortal. . Occasionally there are legends of people who have achieved enlightenment and become immortals. Ultimately, experience is just an appearance.

On the contrary, if you hold your thighs well, the chicken and dog will have a higher probability of ascending to heaven.

"Interesting, come in."

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, the door opened without any wind.

"Amitabha, the young monk Miao Shan, a disciple of the Unprecepted Arhat."

Miaoshan explained the purpose of his visit: "Master and the Immortal Master parted ways from Jinguang Temple. After returning to the Buddhist realm, they often thought about him and specifically asked the young monk to pay homage to the Immortal Master."

"It turns out he is a disciple of Wujie, no wonder he is so wise!"

A flash of light flashed through Zhou Yi's eyes, and he discovered that a golden wheel of merit had grown behind Miao Shan's head, protecting his soul and body at all times.

There is a mysterious aura in the Miaoshan soul, which is somewhat similar to the soul soaked in the river water in the Wangchuan River seen in the underworld.

"I have nothing to entertain you in my humble house..."

Zhou Yi waved his hand and took a piece of fairy peach leaf, and said: "There is only a little tea to serve."

"Thank you, Immortal Chief."

Miao Shan carefully sat down with a respectful expression.

He traveled more than a million miles eastward and experienced lavish banquets such as human emperors and demon kings, but they were far inferior to this shabby little courtyard.

This is a humble house, and if there are immortals, there will be good things.

Zhu Kang had just sat down and followed the fairy peach leaves to where he saw the five-element sacred cow lying under the tree.

The sacred cow is taking a nap leisurely. It is docile by nature and does not like hustle and bustle. It never leaves the house unless called by Zhou Yi.

"This, this, this..."

Zhu Kang stood up suddenly, his tongue was a little knotted, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Sit down for good, evildoer. In the abode of immortals, don't be frizzy!"

Miaoshan's face turned cold. No wonder he scolded him, but instead he was protecting Zhu Kang's life.

The Longevity Palace looks dangerous, but in fact it has the reputation of a Buddhist monk. At most, it will be ostracized and suffer a little.

The immortal was gentle and gentle, but he really held the power of life and death. If he was really upset and crushed to death, the Buddhist realm had to give him a big gift to apologize.

"Lao Zhu, I'd better stand... no, squat in the corner."

Zhu Kang stooped and walked to the wall, squatted down, and showed what he thought was a kind smile to the sacred cow: "I've seen Mr. Niu, why don't you take a rest!"

Moo!

The sacred cow snorted and ignored Zhu Kang.

"Master Niu, my name is Zhu Kang. I once practiced in the Jinshi Cave in Qinshan Mountain. I have had a good impression of the Niu tribe since I was a child..."

Zhu Kang babbled in a familiar tone: "You may not know that my ancestors have the blood of the bull demon, and we were a family thousands of years ago!"

Meow!

Mao Jiu jumped and landed on the sacred cow's forehead with a serious look on her face. She had never seen such a shameless monster other than herself.

"Hey! Mr. Cat, I just had little red eyes that didn't recognize demons and fairies. I'm so rude! Here's a gadget..."

Zhu Kang took out a crystal pearl from his arms, the size of a fist, with clouds and water tumbling inside.

The sun shines brightly, and the faint sound of dragon roars can be heard.

Dragon Ball!

Judging from its aura, it was left by the Demon King of the Dragon Clan.

"A few years ago, when we were passing through a large river, Master discovered that the evil dragon was doing evil and poisoning the people on both sides of the river. Master was short of a mount and went to the Dragon Palace to recite sutras and become enlightened. Unfortunately, the evil dragon did not want to convert to my Buddha!"

Zhu Kang said: "In order to eliminate the evil karma of the demon dragon, Lao Zhu swallowed it, but only the dragon pearl teeth remained."

Meow!

Mao Jiu took the dragon ball, looked at it over and over for a moment, and then threw it back.

"It's so boring, not as good as the snacks I usually eat!"

As he spoke, a red ball appeared in the cat's paw, filled with the fragrance of red pills and pure Yang.

"hiss!"

Zhu Kang's eyes were wide open, his saliva was flowing, and he couldn't take it back.

Mao Jiu threw it proudly, and the pill fell into his mouth, making an extremely comfortable sound.

Ying Ying Ying!

Gungun smelled the fragrance, woke up from his sleep, rolled on the back of the sacred cow, and called to Mao Jiu for the elixir.

"Meow!"

Mao Jiu threw another pill, which accurately landed in the iron-eating beast's mouth.

She was hostile to the iron-eating beast. After all, she had taken away part of the immortal's favor. With a new pet in the courtyard, it was difficult to love just one cat.

On weekdays, you can make sarcastic remarks about foodies and silly people, but now in front of outsiders, you must take into account the face of a fairy and show the magnanimity of a big sister in the hospital.

Mao Jiu wandered around Luojing, and his most frequented place was the street teahouse, where he heard Mr. Shu telling historical stories. There are some powerful women in the story, such as Empress Li of the previous dynasty, Empress Wu of this dynasty, etc., and they learned a lot of ways to win favor from them.

Mao Jiu didn't take it to heart at all. He was just a silly iron-eating beast.

The reason for showing disgust and hostility is actually to remind the immortal master not to accept new favorites.

Mao Jiu's inner drama has been played out for more than ten episodes in the blink of an eye.

The iron-eating beast was enjoying the elixir intoxicatedly. He had no idea how many life and death separations he had experienced in the play...

Zhu Kang's copper-bell-sized eyes emerged from the elixir, then rotated along the parabola until they fell into Gungun's mouth. Looking down at the dragon ball in his hand, he felt chilled and embarrassed to take it back.

With a flick of his finger, he fell into the toilet in the corner.

"Master Cat..."

Zhu Kang was about to use his expertise, flatter him, and mix in some elixirs.

If there was a good thing in the world where you could get elixir by flattering, horses would be genocide and they would all be slapped to death.

"Ahem!"

Miaoshan coughed twice, interrupting Zhu Kang's words: "Immortal chief, this evil disciple came from the country and has never seen the world."

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "I've seen a lot of things in the world. Most people who come to my yard can't recognize the sacred cow."

The five-color sacred cow ranks among the immortal beasts. Its aura is restrained and its brilliance is dim. Sanwu has been here several times but has not been able to recognize it. He just thinks it is an ordinary yellow cow.

Raising cattle has become a common practice in Daqian. Zhou Yi raised one in the courtyard without attracting any attention.

"Master once mentioned to the young monk that the immortal has a sacred bull mount, and today I saw it, it is indeed very handsome!"

Miaoshan took the tea respectfully, took a sip, and found the pure Yang fairy energy contained in it, and praised: "The Immortal Chang tea is even more generous than the Lingshan Bodhi in the Buddha's realm!"

Zhu Kang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he sat back quietly.

"Chang Immortal, I, Old Zhu, am also thirsty. Can I ask you for a sip of tea?"

Buddha Realm Bodhi is a Buddhist fairy. Zhu Kang has been practicing with Miaoshan for decades. He only smelled it once at the Banquet of Ten Thousand Buddhas and never expected to taste it.

Now that the same immortal object is within reach, Zhu Kang tried his best to suppress his excitement and imitated Miaoshan's tone and respect.

"Of course. There are fewer guests here in Pindao, and there are even fewer interesting people like Xiao Zhu."

Zhou Yi waved his hand and there was a teacup on the stone table.

"No need to trouble the Immortal, I, Old Zhu, will do it myself."

Zhu Kang noticed that Miaoshan's cup was only seventy percent full, so he quickly picked up the teapot and poured it by himself until the cup was full and almost overflowing.

He opened his mouth and took a sip, and all the tea fell into his mouth. His whole body felt relaxed and clear. A mark deep in the soul, a mysterious aura washed over it, and suddenly dimmed a little.

Zhu Kang remained calm on his face, but deep down he was ten times more excited than before.

"Chang Xian, you drank too quickly and couldn't taste the flavor of the fairy tea. Can I have another cup?"

"Please!"

Zhou Yi's eyes were filled with smiles, as if he was truly a kind-hearted immortal.

"Thank you, Immortal!"

Zhu Kang poured another glass, but this time he didn't dare to swallow it in one gulp. He sipped it carefully and tasted it like a fine wine.

Carefully sensing the mysterious scent in the tea has indeed washed away the mark of the soul. As long as you drink it regularly, you will definitely be able to regain your freedom.

How much can a cup of tea have? Zhu Kang tasted it slowly, and it was gone in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Kang said shamelessly: "Master Immortal, you don't know something. My senior brother is recovering from his injuries in his belly. He said he also wants a drink..."

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "I am quite knowledgeable in medical skills. Do you need to take a look?"

Zhu Kang said quickly: "No, no, senior brother, it just wants to drink tea. Just drink a few more cups and it will be cured."

That guy Hou Yuan has an impatient temper, and it shows on his face. Letting him out to drink tea will definitely reveal his flaws.

"Then have a few more drinks."

Zhou Yi waved his hand, and two more fairy peach leaves fell into the teapot.

Suspicion flashed in Miaoshan's eyes. She turned the rosary in her hand several times and found nothing unusual. Thinking that the second disciple Zhu Kang's mind was very changeable and he was not as straightforward as the first disciple, he might be harboring some bad thoughts.

Just as he was about to urge the Buddha to calculate carefully, he suddenly heard Zhou Yi speak and quickly responded carefully.

Zhou Yi said: "Master's disciples are so interesting, but I don't know how to worship Buddhism?"

"The Immortal doesn't know something. This is the disciple of the poor monk in his previous life."

Miaoshan did not hide the secret of his reincarnation. In front of the true immortal, the aura of the soul could not be concealed at all. He continued: "The poor monk made a great wish in his previous life to save the world's demons and save the human race from being poisoned and harmed!"

"Good ambition!"

Zhou Yi patted his hands and praised Miao Shan, finding Miao Shan more pleasing to the eye.

There is not much difference between saving the demons in the world and killing all the demons in the world. They can barely be considered as being in the same camp.

The Great Vow of Buddhism is one of the ways to become a top monk and to be promoted to Arhat.

The sacred monk condenses a great wish with the supreme Buddha Dharma, and then tries his best to carry it out. When the great wish is realized, it is the day when he becomes a Buddhist Arhat.

"The Immortal has praised me greatly! I failed in my great wish and died in Qingqiu Fox Fairy's plan. Fortunately, I was blessed by my merits and left a trace of my true spirit in reincarnation."

Miaoshan said: "These two disciples are the poor monk who was saved in his previous life. They knew that the poor monk had succeeded in reincarnation, so they took the initiative to find him and renew their fate as master and disciple."

Zhu Kang, who was sipping tea, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"So it turns out that the Buddha Realm is truly unparalleled in its wonderful method. There is actually a secret method for crossing the Wangchuan River."

Zhou Yi had been to Chenghuang Yinsi more than once. Even with the power of a true immortal, he did not dare to test the water of Wangchuan River.

The great power of reincarnation is one of the fundamentals of heaven and earth. Even the true immortals and Buddhas cannot disobey it in the slightest. Buddhism actually has the secret method of reincarnation, which can preserve the reincarnation of the true spirit, which is equivalent to another kind of life extension and rebirth.

With the ability of the True Immortal Buddha, he can arrange everything before his death, and after reincarnation, he can take out the secrets and quickly restore his realm.

A glint flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes, and he suddenly became interested in Buddhism.

"There is more than one secret method of reincarnation in Buddhism. There is the top Three-Phase Chakravartin Tripitaka in the Buddhist realm. However, as far as the young monk knows, they are probably of no use. They are all written down the exercises imagined by the sages."

Miao Shan inexplicably felt a shiver run down his spine, and quickly explained: "The young monk did not practice the secret art of reincarnation before he was reincarnated. He fell into the Wangchuan River and became chaotic. Ninety-nine percent of his memory was wiped out, leaving only the Golden Wheel of Merit and the Great Master. Willing to persevere.”

"So that's it."

Zhou Yi sighed, reincarnating like this is equivalent to dying in the previous life, only leaving some inheritance.

"The poor Taoist temple monk has perfected his merits and has made great vows. His previous life failed, and he doesn't know what to do in this life?"

Miao Shan solemnly replied: "The poor monk has made a great wish to save the demons in the world."

"There are so many demons in the world, billions of them in number, and they only last a few hundred years in a lifetime. How can we save them all?"

Zhou Yi said: "If the demons are not slain and the great wish is not fulfilled, wouldn't it mean that there is no hope of Arhat status for the rest of your life?"

"Amitabha!"

Shan Shan announced the Buddha's name in seconds: "If the body of one life is endless, then the body of the second life will continue. If the second body dies, the body of the third life will continue. There are countless demons and demons, but the reincarnations of poor monks are endless. One day, my great wish will come true!"

"I will never become a Buddha until the demons are gone!"

"The holy monk makes a great wish, please!"

Zhou Yi raised his glass and praised: "The poor Taoist has never had a good impression of Buddhism, and he has some karma with the two people who take lives and Wujie. Today, I see the demeanor of a divine monk. Buddhism can be passed down for endless years, and it is not only the mysterious power of magic!"

"The Immortal has praised me a lot, but the young monk has seen too many monsters causing trouble, and his obsession is a bit deeper."

Miao Shan drank the immortal tea in one gulp and was recognized by the true immortal. He was no longer as reserved as before: "When the master was teaching the Dharma, he told all his disciples about the cause and effect of the immortal, and admitted his mistakes several times and admitted that he was greedy. "

"Hmph! It's not just greed!"

Afterwards, Zhou Yi combined the memories of Ba Snake and the pursuit of killing and Bai Lian to figure out the cause and effect.

The White Lotus Virgin is greedy for Fahai's body, so how can she not kill Arhat?

The remnant soul of the killing Arhat first joined forces with Fa Hai to suppress the White Lotus Virgin's clone, but did not stop the White Lotus Sect from causing rebellion. Instead, it secretly released the Ba She Yuan Shen. This caused Fahai to be completely disappointed with Jinguang Temple, and he voluntarily gave up his body and became a murderer.

When Zhou Yi prevented the inner demon from releasing Ba Snake, he was exposed to the eyes of the murderous Arhat.

If he hadn't killed Ba Snake and the Demon Illustrated Book had rewarded him with a five-color sacred cow, Zhou Yi would have been a thug for free.

Such a cause and effect can no longer be easily solved!

"The Immortal, calm down!"

Miaoshan hurriedly explained: "The Patriarch Shasheng separated the soul of the Patriarch Fahai, and found the immortal lotus root from Cangliyuan to reshape the body of the immortal spirit."

"Patriarch Fahai? Immortal Lotus Root?"

Zhou Yi's eyes were strange, and the appearance of Fahai with white and fat limbs appeared in his mind.

"The Patriarch Fa Hai has given guidance to the Patriarch of Life-killing, and they call each other brothers. The junior monk is naturally the junior."

Miao Shan's expression and tone were not disrespectful at all.

Fa Hai became the Patriarch of the Buddha Realm in one fell swoop, and he was higher than the Arhat without Precepts. Of course, there were countless disciples who were dissatisfied.

After that, Patriarch Fahai defeated them one by one!