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

Ministry of Things.

There was long-lost laughter.

Colleagues came to visit one after another, listened to Chen Ying bragging about his experience in southern Xinjiang, and received a special product from the Five Zang Department.

A picture of a lady.

By inputting mana, you can transform into a maid. The only flaw is that you are afraid of water.

Colleagues have long been covetous, and when they are on duty, there are even oiran-level beauties waiting on them.

Zhang Cheng is indeed a master of painting. The ladies' pictures distributed to each person have different postures, appearances and styles.

Chief Chen announced at the right time: "Everyone in Chunfeng Tower is here tonight, and I'm treating you to a guest."

Chen Ying went to southern Xinjiang and not only refined his energy and spirit on the battlefield, but also made considerable military exploits. With military merit, relying on the background of the Chen family, his career will be smooth in the future. .

Because Chen Ying lingered in Chunfeng Tower, her sister-in-law often whispered in her ears that she wanted to make dumplings by herself.

It was bustling all morning and then gradually calmed down.

Chen Ying copied the Taoist scriptures.

Zhang Cheng painted pictures of ladies.

Zhou Yi did not visualize the picture of Wan Jian returning to his clan, but took out a brass bell and stared at it.

The brass bell is about a foot tall and looks like an enlarged version of a copper bell, with complex inscriptions engraved on its surface.

As soon as you look at it, your soul will fall into it.

There seems to be a bell ringing in the Yin God, washing away evil spirits and purifying the soul.

Zhou Yi recovered from his absence and carefully understood the changes in Yin Shen. As expected, his resilience increased a little.

When the Yin God enters the fire, he needs to start from the Yin Fire and gradually increase the power of the flame until he can withstand the true fire of the sun before he can be promoted to the Day Tour.

This is an extremely complicated process that requires the tenacity of the Yin God. Zhou Yi has just adapted to the most common Yin Fire.

His eyes recovered from the confusion, and dozens of double images in front of him finally condensed into two.

Zhang Cheng, Chen Ying.

Chen Ying's eyes were dull, her mouth was drooling, and she was in a state of despair.

Zhang Cheng had woken up from the shock in his soul, but he didn't dare to look again and asked: "Old Zhou, where did you get this clock?"

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "We captured Dashun Kyoto and picked it up from the palace."

"Tsk tsk! Lao Zhou is so lucky that something good happened to him!"

Zhang Cheng clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "This clock shakes the soul just by looking at the inscriptions. It is a good treasure for refining the gods."

"Brother Zhang, the auspicious stars have been shining brightly in recent days, and you may also encounter good things."

Zhou Yi waved his hand and a spiritual light fell on Chen Ying's head, waking him up from his lost state.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

Chen Ying muttered to herself for a moment before slowly recovering her memory. Thinking of her idiot appearance, she quickly covered her face and wiped her mouth and turned around.

Zhou Yi laughed and continued to train the Yinshen through the falling soul.

After the death of the Witch God, he appeared in more than 400 pages of the Demon Manual and was rewarded with the Lost Soul Bell.

This treasure specifically attacks the three souls and six souls, and has miraculous effects on ghosts, ghosts, and souls.

Once it is used, it can make people lose their souls, and they will no longer have the power to resist. The soul's poor toughness will directly cause them to fly away.

The killing power of the Fallen Bell is far less than that of the Golden Dragon Scissors, but it requires much less mana, and it can restrain the soul, making it an additional killing weapon for fighting immortals and demons.

The bell rang, and the soul was lost. The golden dragon scissors clicked, sending you into reincarnation.

Zhou Yi thought of the memory fragments revealed in front of him after the death of the Witch God, and his good mood suddenly deteriorated.

There are three most important things in the memory of the Witch God.

The first is Emperor Guangming. When the shaman god used incense to enshrine him as a god, he was robbed by humans and luckily escaped into the underworld to escape with his life.

This made the witch god hate Daqian to the extreme. He found out that the ghost and fairy queen and the repeated invasions of barbarians were directly related to this.

The second is the inheritance of ghosts and immortals, by which the witch god is promoted to ghosts and immortals, and fortunately, his body is not taken away.

Later, when I learned that the immortals and demons were dirty, I was so frightened that I never dared to return to the tomb of the ghosts and immortals.

If ordinary people knew about these two things, they would treat them as secrets.

Zhou Yi disagreed. After reading too much, it was like reading a history book, which did not cause any emotional fluctuations.

The third thing made Zhou Yi frown.

In the memory of the Witch God, the deputy leader of the Heavenly Demon Alliance, the split soul of the White Lotus Virgin, had conspired with the Witch God to trap the Daqian Martial Saint.

The Witch God showed his presence in the territory of Daqian, and "just by chance" the Martial Saint was wandering there. A fierce battle broke out, and the Witch God fled in panic.

During the pursuit, Wu Sheng fell into a trap and was attacked by the Holy Mother of White Lotus. He was seriously injured and defeated.

"The Heavenly Demon Alliance is really haunted."

Zhou Yi looked in the direction of the palace and already understood why Emperor Jingtai was acting wantonly and no one came forward to control him.

…

Chunfeng Tower.

The old bustard has a sharp eye and knows the pearls.

The music was immediately changed on the stage. Zhang Cheng was delighted and rewarded another bead.

The murderous resentment accumulated in southern Xinjiang slowly dissipated in the oiran dance, and he changed from a battlefield killer to a Monobe official.

The Yin Shen gradually became clear from the murderous intent. Looking back on what he had done, Zhou Yi found that his murderous intent was a bit too great.

Of course, it will still be the same if you start over.

"No wonder it is said that when the murderous calamity comes, the immortals and demons are so obsessed that they lose their minds and fall into the calamity without even realizing it."

Zhou Yi listened to a few songs, got up and left in the clouds, without even noticing Zhang Cheng beside him.

Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

Luo Li sat cross-legged under the peach tree, exercising her Qi.

Not long after the New Year, during a battle to slay demons, he was successfully promoted to the Qi Refining Realm.

The spiritual energy under the Xiantao tree is extremely rich, and in just two months, it has reached the sixth level of perfection.

Mao Jiu squatted on the stone table, pointed at his rolling nose and scolded.

"Eat every day, are you a bear or a pig..."

"After taking so many elixirs, my cultivation has not improved..."

"The Immortal Chief said that you have the blood of ancient strange beasts. Was there a Yingying beast in ancient times?"

Gungun grew very fast and stood a head taller than Mao Jiu. He was frightened by the threat of food rations and had no choice but to lie down and let the criticism go. His small dark eyes flickered, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of the figure in green clothes sitting behind Mao Jiu.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

Mao Jiu suddenly became angry and was about to show the majesty of the master of the backyard when he rubbed the top of his head with one hand.

"Meow!"

The familiar breath made Mao Jiu cry out in relief: "Immortal, you are back."

Luo Li heard Mao Jiu talking, opened his eyes and saw Zhou Yi drinking tea, and quickly stood up and saluted. ,

"Yes, the true energy will be refined into the internal organs."

Zhou Yi said: "You must remember to practice relaxation and relaxation. Don't be too tight, which will not be conducive to understanding the external scenery in the future."

Luo Li bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr., for your teaching."

"Hahaha! It turns out I was right, you can't practice too hard."

Mao Jiu said proudly: "My mother once said that practicing hard is just because I haven't found a shortcut. The easiest way to become an immortal in the world is to hug the thigh of an immortal."

"If you don't work hard, you will be overtaken by Luo Li!"

Zhou Yi rubbed the top of Mao Jiu's head vigorously and asked: "I taught you the magical power. How did you learn it?"

"Chief Immortal, this magical power is perfect for me!"

Mao Jiu opened his mouth, the void was slightly distorted, and then it slowly got into his mouth.

The cat's body disappeared, and the magic power of the soul swept across it, but no trace could be found.

Zhou Yi pointed a finger, a gap opened where Mao Jiu disappeared, and his spiritual consciousness swept over it.

The hundred-foot square space was filled with all kinds of food, enough for Mao Jiu to survive for several years.

Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "I can actually cultivate it. I don't know if it's because of my compatibility with Mao Jiu or because of my unique talent."

The magical power of Hu Tian can create a private space to store living things. After Mao Jiu completed the cultivation, he installed himself in it.

The divine passage method rewarded in the Demon Illustrated Book comes with a method of practice. Zhouyi taught Mao Jiu to test whether it can be completed.

Mao Jiu felt his consciousness sweep over him, and came out of the Hutian space dejectedly, sighing: "It's still not safe enough!"

"If you practice hard enough to achieve great success, even ordinary immortals can't break the entrance to Hutian. You can build a cave inside, plant elixirs, and stay in seclusion for hundreds of years."

Zhou Yi set a goal for Mao Jiu so that he would not just think about hugging his thighs and fall behind in his practice.

I brewed several pots of peach leaf tea, gave Luo Li advice on his doubts about practice, and then returned to the house and fell asleep soundly.

Supernatural powers.

Marry dream.

…

Chunfeng Tower.

Zhang Cheng drank wine, listened to music, and picked a few girls he liked to go to the second floor.

As he was about to go upstairs, Zhang Cheng suddenly turned back and looked at the seat to his left.

"When did Lao Zhou leave?"

How could a god-refining expert forget? Just as Zhang Cheng was about to cast a spell to recall, the girls immediately became anxious.

Everyone knows Zhang Cheng’s famous name, he is good at getting along with others and is perseverant. Where in the world can there be a better thing than enjoying making money...

"Brother Zhang——"

"Chengcheng——"

Zhang Cheng's heart was filled with joy when he listened to the orioles' voice, and he couldn't think of the Book of Changes.

"I'm coming!"

A spring night under the hibiscus tent.

It was not until dawn that Zhang Cheng fell into a deep sleep.

In sleep.

Zhang Cheng found himself above the sky, among the clouds and mist, looking down at the lights of thousands of houses in Luojing, and accurately found the red lantern of Chunfeng Tower.

"Dream? Or illusion?"

He looked up and saw a Taoist figure shrouded in purple aura, shaking the dust with his hands as he looked at himself.

A flash of light flashed across Zhang Cheng's eyes, but he still couldn't see the Taoist's face clearly. He immediately knew something in his heart, and he quickly bowed and saluted: "Junior Zhang Cheng, pay my respects to my senior."

"I am the Yuzhu Cave of Zhongnan Mountain, Yun Zhongzi!"

Covered by purple energy, Zhou Yi said with a smile on his face: "The world is about to change, and a great disaster is about to occur. Are you willing to slay demons and save the people of Li?"

"I don't want to."

Zhang Cheng said decisively: "This junior has low magic power and is about to end his life. He cannot take on big responsibilities. I know a son of destiny with great head and great luck. Why don't you look for him elsewhere?"

Zhou Yi asked: "What is the name of this destined son?"

"My surname is Li Mingmu. Not only does he have great luck, but he also possesses a treasure that is enough to take on a big responsibility!"

Before Zhang Cheng went to southern Xinjiang, he had already investigated who was behind the scenes. Don't underestimate Master Lian Shen's network, especially if he has lived for three hundred years, he can easily be traced to Li Mu.

A dignified god-refining expert would never try to plot against a junior.

Not only was this a great opportunity, Zhang Cheng immediately thought of Li Mu.

"In this case, I will go find Li Mu..."

Zhou Yi's voice changed and he said: "In order to prevent the news of the catastrophe from being leaked, I can only silence you. When you are reincarnated, tell me your name as a poor man, and you will be reborn into a wealthy family in the next life."

"Well?"

Zhang Cheng's expression froze. This Taoist's aura was righteous and majestic. He was obviously a Taoist master. Why did he act so unreasonably?

I saw the Taoist waving the fly whisk, and the majestic magic power turned into a giant palm and struck down, carrying the power of heaven and earth, which was irresistible.

"Senior, wait!"

Zhang Cheng said quickly: "This junior feels uncomfortable if I don't slay demons for a day, so he deserves to take on this important responsibility!"

"Children can be taught."

Zhou Yi could hardly hold back his smile, took out the list of gods, and gave Zhang Cheng the qualification to become a god.

Appraisal of humane merits, expected dissatisfaction.

The aura of the Gods' List shone brightly, and a purple energy fell down and merged into Zhang Cheng's body.

Zhang Cheng found that there was a long blank slot in front of him, and nearly 10% of the left side was purple.

"Senior, what is this?"

Zhou Yi said: "This is the merit of humanity. When your merit is complete, you will become an immortal immediately."

Zhang Cheng asked doubtfully: "Senior, I give gold and silver to help the poor every day, how can I have so little merit?"

Zhouyi explained: "Only by killing demons and demons can you accumulate humane merits!"

"I see, this junior is going to slay demons and demons. I will never let down my heavy responsibility."

Zhang Cheng didn't believe a word of what the Taoist said, but the situation was stronger than the others, so he had to get over it first and then look for other methods.

"That's very good."

As soon as the words fell, the figure disappeared.

Zhang Cheng fell from the clouds, and no matter how he tried to escape, it was ineffective, and he watched helplessly as he fell into the Chunfeng Tower.

"Oh!"

With a scream, Zhang Cheng woke up from his deep sleep and cast dozens of spells in succession. He found no traces of spells and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It turns out it was really a dream!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng felt a little empty and sad.

When he was young, he had a dream of immortality. He excitedly went to find the opportunity and almost died at the hands of evil demons.

Now that I have dreamed of becoming a fairy, my mentality is completely different, with fear and loss.

"But this dream is too false. There is no good thing in the world where you can instantly become an immortal by conquering demons. If you haven't killed all the demons outside the territory... huh?"

Zhang Cheng's face gradually stiffened, and a long blank slot appeared in front of his eyes, with the left end dyed purple.

hiss--

He took a breath of air, put on his clothes haphazardly, and appeared outside Chunfeng Tower in a flash.

As the night wind blew, Zhang Cheng calmed down and began to think of countermeasures.

"Go to Baiyun Temple to burn incense? No, that bastard from Changchun is still remembering the Lingcha incident."

"How many days will you stay at the City God's Temple? I just picked up incense a few days ago, but now I can't even get in."

"We can only go to Bodhi Temple! The poor monk is a disciple of Buddhism, and the Buddha will definitely bless him..."

Zhang Cheng put on his monk's clothes and cassock, and flew to Bodhi Temple. He made up his mind to hide for a while and ask the Buddha to drive away evil spirits.

…

early morning.

The sky is bright.

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Zhou Yi woke up from his sleep.

When he scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, he turned out to be an eunuch from the Internal Affairs Department, a third-level martial artist.

Eunuch Zhu felt his spiritual consciousness sweep over him and said loudly: "Zhenren Zhou, our family is here to pay Chu a thousand years old."

The courtyard door opens by itself.

Zhou Yi sat on the stone chair in the courtyard, the fairy peach tree restrained its breath, and the sacred cow disappeared directly.

"It's disturbing the real person's practice."

Eunuch Zhu had a kind face and cupped his hands and said, "Eunuch Chu heard that the real person is good at refining elixirs, so he sent us to ask if we can refine this elixir?"

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper, on which dozens of spiritual objects were densely written, but the name of the elixir was not marked.

Zhou Yi thought for a moment and said: "It seems to be a life-prolonging elixir that can be refined."

"Zhen Zhenzhen is such a talented person, we will have to worry about him a lot in the future."

Eunuch Zhu's eyes lit up. Regardless of whether Eunuch Chu needed to refine elixirs or not, he also wanted to have a good relationship with the alchemy master.

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "My father-in-law doesn't mind the simplicity of the small courtyard. You are welcome at any time."

"Then let's go back and recover first."

Eunuch Zhu surrendered and turned into a stream of light to escape towards the Chamberlain.

Waiting to return to the Yamen Office of the Internal Affairs Department.

Eunuch Zhu suddenly remembered that the purpose of his trip was to investigate the traces of the real immortal in the capital. He took out the jade plate magic weapon, but found no reaction.

"Well, Master Zhou has nothing to do with the True Immortal!"