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

Zhou Yi looked at the statue.

When facing my own statue, I feel a little strange.

He waved his hand and shot out a ball of golden light from the statue, which was a mixture of merit and divine power.

The Demon Sealing Temple does not have a canonization document from the imperial court and is a temple for evil sacrifices and obscenities, but it does not affect the collection of divine power.

Zhou Yi extracted the merits and returned the rest to the statue. He did not follow the incense and fire path. Refining the divine power would affect his practice.

Seeing this, Hou Yuan quickly explained: "Immortal chief, this method of refining divine power with incense is learned from the White Lotus Throne. It is extremely pure and is truly the supreme method for increasing one's spiritual conduct."

Zhou Yi shook his head and pointedly said: "Although there is a shortcut in practice, the gain and the sacrifice are always the same!"

Hou Yuan scratched his head and couldn't help but applaud and laugh.

"Heavenly Lord, every word and deed of the Immortal Master really contains the mysterious truth!"

At this time.

The old woman who climbed the mountain to worship came to the outside of the Demon Sealing Temple.

Zhou Yi used an invisibility technique and his figure disappeared. Hou Yuan turned around and escaped into the ground. .

The old woman came to the temple and gave a few peaches to Houjiu. The remaining fresh peaches were placed on the incense table, and then she kowtowed nine times and murmured to herself.

I kept saying the same words over and over again, praying for the blessings of the gods and for my son to achieve great success and return safely.

Hou Yuan waved his hand to take the peach, and in an instant, all he ate was the peach core, which he threw back on the incense table.

When the old woman heard the noise, she looked up and saw the peach core rolling down. She knew that the god had appeared. She burst into tears of joy and kowtowed to the statue.

After the old woman left, Zhou Yi showed his figure.

"Since you have eaten someone else's peach, you must get something in return. Go to southern Xinjiang to protect the safety of the old woman's son."

"Don't worry, Immortal, I will definitely keep him safe."

Hou Yuan is also a strong person among the first-level ones, and he has learned several Buddhist magical powers from the White Lotus Throne. It is too simple to bless a mortal.

Zhou Yi said: "One more thing, pay attention to the Southern Expedition at any time. If there are any changes, you can send a message through the tight hoop."

"As you command!"

Hou Yuan and Hou Jiu gave a few words of advice to be optimistic about the Demon Feng Temple, and then flew to the southern border in the clouds.

…

After leaving the Demon Feng Temple, Zhou Yi rode an ox towards Tongcheng.

By early summer, farmers were already working in the fields.

Along the way, we also saw a lot of deserted fields, and we could vaguely see the ridges of fields, and the weeds were half as tall as a person.

"Emperor Li has done a lot of practical things after all. Renting out the imperial land can at least ensure food and clothing."

Zhou Yi traveled here from Luojing and talked with the old farmers in the fields. Since the imperial fields were leased, a lot of land belonging to the landlord family has been left uncultivated.

The old farmer told Zhou Yi that the late emperor, whose posthumous name was Emperor Li, should be an extremely powerful emperor.

Going south along the official road, one could already see the city wall of Tongcheng, and Zhou Yi suddenly frowned slightly.

Not far away in an abandoned field, a white-haired old man hung on a tree.

When the wind blew, the hanging rope fluttered left and right, and the old man's face turned purple from suffocation, and he was about to die.

A flash of sword light flashed, and the hanging rope broke.

The old man fell to the ground softly, looking confused for a moment. Then he tied the rope and was about to hang himself again.

Zhou Yi exclaimed softly, and the sacred cow had the same idea, turned around and came to the tree.

"Old sir, you have lived this long, why do you want to commit suicide?"

"Cough cough cough..."

The old man coughed violently several times, sat down on the ground, and burst into tears.

Zhou Yi pinched the magic formula with his hands, used the Qingxin technique to stabilize the old father's mind, and asked again: "But what's the grievance?"

The old man felt that the Taoist's face in front of him was kind and reassuring. He wiped away his tears and shook his head, sobbing as he spoke.

"The old man has no grievances, he just can't live anymore..."

"The son was snatched away to serve as a soldier, the daughter was sold into slavery, and the only old man left in the family..."

"The master came to collect the rent this morning, but the old man couldn't pay it, so he took the deed of the house to pay for it..."

"This hanging hemp rope was borrowed from a neighbor! Woo hoo hoo..."

My father-in-law was so sad that he cried loudly.

Generally speaking, the older you get, the clearer and more open-minded you are, but the old man still couldn't help crying, obviously extremely sad.

Zhou Yi wondered: "If there is no royal land for rent now, why do we need to pay rent?"

The old man cried for a while, relieved his grief and anger, wiped his tears and said, "How can we common people rent imperial land?"

Zhou Yi asked: "I remember that the imperial court issued an official document last year, stating that those who are extremely poor and have no land can rent ten acres of imperial land."

"Is the Taoist priest from out of town?"

The old man spat and cursed: "Those imperial fields have been rented by rich and powerful people. We can only rent from them again. If we pay an extra cent of the imperial rent for nothing, there will be no food left at all!"

"No! The imperial fields are right under the old man's feet. They are all deserted. You guys would rather rent private fields!"

Zhou Yi asked doubtfully: "No one will complain about such a violation of the imperial law?"

"Why didn't anyone file a complaint?"

A man whose father-in-law died once should have nothing to fear. He said: "Someone went to the Governor's Mansion to file a complaint, but after an investigation, it was found that the person who rented the land was a slave of a wealthy family. Instead, he was found guilty of false accusation and was slapped with a blackboard!"

"This world just doesn't give people a way to survive!"

"When Governor Pei was here in the past, he was the great master of Qingtian, and no one had ever starved to death..."

The old man started talking, and he talked a lot. Sometimes he missed the past, and sometimes he cursed.

Zhou Yi asked from time to time and learned a lot about the current situation in Tongcheng. Since the Pei family killed the nine clans, the newly appointed governor could not control the situation, and there was a power vacuum in Tongcheng for a period of time.

Several big families in the city took advantage of the situation, but ended up encountering an inventory of their fields, and a lot of them died.

Nowadays, the big and famous families in Tongcheng were just upstarts with no background when Pei Heihu was in office.

After these families came to power, they became many times more ferocious and cruel than before. They wanted to seize even a penny of benefits. They don’t understand sustainable development at all, so they can cut leeks one crop after another.

Of course, what the father-in-law said was just hearsay, and Zhou Yi needed to see it for himself.

"Old sir, keep this ingot of silver, people will always have to live."

Zhou Yi said: "What's more, being a soldier does not necessarily mean death. You have to live well and wait until your son comes back from the war."

"This silver..."

The old man had a face full of disbelief. He had less than ten ounces of silver in his hand. When he came to his senses and wanted to kowtow to thank him, he found that the Taoist had disappeared.

I quickly bit the silver hard and it was true. I couldn't help but murmured to myself that I had met a god coming down to earth.

…

It's approaching noon.

Zhou Yi rode an ox into the city.

When the soldiers on duty saw Luo Jing's guide, they did not dare to make things difficult and bowed to invite them in.

Luo Jing is a Taoist priest and bull rider. If you combine the three things together, there is a high probability that he is a Taoist immortal master.

The city was much livelier than last time. After just walking a few streets, Zhou Yi saw several soldiers arresting strong men.

On the way here, Zhou Yi asked the farmers in the field and found out that what the old woman and father-in-law said was basically true. The new Governor-General Shen Chongshan went everywhere to catch strong men, but the interesting thing is that neither ordinary people nor several big families were spared.

I heard that there was no substitute for Ding Yin, and all young and strong men over five feet tall were taken into the barracks.

Later, several big families joined forces to cause trouble, and public sentiment became fierce. Only then did Shen Chongshan promulgate the idea of ​​​​substitute silver, which could be converted into silver and exempted from tax.

There were rumors in the countryside that were both credible and false. Zhou Yi planned to see with his own eyes what kind of person Shen Chongshan was.

The soldier from Tongcheng is one of the Eight Great Zhenguo Army, and he is very important. If he is really an evil heretic.

Even if Li Long prohibited Zhou Yi from intervening in military affairs, he would still find a reason to beat Shen Chongshan to pieces.

Zhou Yi even thought of ways to frame him, such as turning into a young and strong farmer. If he stood on the street, he would be arrested and sent to the military camp in a short time. Treating a true immortal like this, Shen Chongshan's death would not be a pity!

About the time of one stick of incense.

Zhou Yi came to the inner city, took the sacred cow into the sun and moon cave, and used the Tiangang Taoist method to stand upright without a shadow, and the patrolling soldiers looked as if they were nothing.

There is a mansion in the middle of the inner city, with "The Governor's Mansion" written on it!

Zhou Yi used the Zhanwang Qi Technique and saw blue and purple Qi rising, which indicated that the owner of the house would have a prosperous official career and would be on a smooth road to success.

"There is no demonic aura, just a faint official?"

Zhou Yi flashed and entered the Governor's Mansion. He passed through several courtyard gates and followed the purple aura straight into the garden of the back house.

In the garden, there were faint sounds of crying and scolding.

I saw a man wearing a purple robe and gray hair, sitting on an official hat chair, pointing at a middle-aged beautiful woman and scolding her.

"I am deeply favored by the emperor and have been granted the title of Grand Governor. I must set an example for the army! You, a woman, dare to interfere in military affairs. According to law, you should be beaten with thirty military sticks!"

There were twenty or thirty people of men, women and men around, all bowing to listen and not daring to speak.

The beautiful woman cried even more miserably when she heard this, and knelt down and prayed: "Master, I beg you... Qi'er is just five feet tall... Can't carry a sword... How can you go to the military battlefield... You Just spare his life..."

"What a cry!"

The man's tiger eyes scanned the men and women around him and said: "Since this governor has issued a military conscription order, all those in Tongcheng who are five feet taller or taller, regardless of whether they are my son or grandson, will accompany the army in the southern expedition!"

The beautiful woman wiped away her tears, took out a stack of banknotes, and said, "In that case, as a flag bearer and a silver coin, does that mean I don't have to go to the battlefield?"

The man shook his head and said: "The men of the Shen family will either die in battle or achieve great military success, there is no other outcome!"

When the middle-aged beautiful woman heard this, her face was fierce, she got up and bumped into the flower bed.

"If the master wants to force Qi'er to death, I will also die!"

"snort!"

The man snorted coldly, waved his Qi and pushed the beautiful woman into the flower bed.

Phew!

His head was broken and bleeding, and he died immediately.

Seeing the beauty's miserable appearance, the others couldn't help but tremble, and no longer dared to say any words of mercy.

The man reprimanded a few more words, waved everyone to retreat, and began to deal with Tongcheng's military and political affairs.

Zhou Yi stood in the courtyard and quietly watched everything happening in front of him. The man was Shen Chongshan, the governor of Tongcheng, and those men and women were his wives, concubines, children and grandchildren.

A gust of wind blew.

The fallen leaves just drifted past the Book of Changes, passing straight through his figure, as if they were an independent shadow in the world.

Shen Chongshan was a first-grade martial arts master with extremely sensitive senses. However, Zhou Yi was standing about ten feet away and didn't notice anything strange at all.

For more than ten days in a row.

Zhou Yi secretly observed Shen Chongshan in the Governor's Mansion, and found that apart from the massive recruitment of troops, there was nothing wrong with anything else he did, and he was considered a good official.

The military and political affairs were handled fairly, and all judgments were firmly in accordance with Daqian law.

After investigation, it was found that the Huangtian incident had nothing to do with Shen Chongshan. First, the judge was the previous Grand Governor, and second, the wealthy families took advantage of legal loopholes.

According to the imperial land order issued by the Ministry of Agriculture, slaves are among the types that can be leased.

Even though there was a large-scale military recruitment, Shen Chongshan took the lead. All the men in the clan who met the requirements joined the army, and no one was left out.

The whole family pressed forward, and he was a loyal minister like no other in the world!

Zhou Yi didn't think this was a good thing, but his doubts became more and more serious.

"When Emperor Jingtai was on the throne, all the high-ranking men of the third rank, not to mention the whole family, would run away as quickly as possible once their lives were in danger. Why could Emperor Hongde allow Shen Chongshan to risk the lives of his entire family and send his sons and grandsons to the battlefield?"

"First, Yan Ying and Zheng Shan committed suicide assassinations, and now Shen Chongshan has raised his family to serve the country!"

"Emperor Hongde is just the grandson of the emperor, how can he be so charming?"

This is not normal!

Through the observation of Qi, Shen Chongshan was surrounded by green and purple, and there was no evil or evil aura.

While Shen Chongshan was practicing, Zhou Yi cast a spell to detect his true energy. The aura was pure and pure, and it definitely belonged to the authentic martial arts.

Counting with fingers, the secrets of heaven are covering up, and no information can be deduced.

Suppressing his murderous intention, even though Shen Chongshan would most likely board the demon illustrated book, Zhou Yi turned into a ray of light and flew towards the Tianji Palace.

Tianji and others were able to predict the fate of the demon clan, and Shen Chongshan should also be able to trace the source.

Zhou Yi has always been decisive and direct in his work. Slow investigation, unraveling, and the joy of investigating are all boring to a true immortal.

…

Tianji Palace.

As soon as Zhou Yi approached, the clouds and mist covering the mountain peak dispersed on their own.

A long rainbow crossed the sky and landed at Zhou Yi's feet.

The three Tianji brothers and their disciples lined up to welcome and bow down to pay homage to the true immortal.

Zhou Yi nodded slightly and looked at a seven or eight-year-old Taoist boy behind Tianji and the others.

Tao Tongsheng's brows were clear and slender, and he seemed a little timid. He hid behind Tianji and secretly read the Zhou Yi. The most mysterious thing was that there was a golden thunder texture between Tao Tong's eyebrows.

Zhou Yi asked: "Who is this kid?"

"My dearest immortal, when the spring thunder sounded this year, I felt something in my heart."

Master Tianji caressed his beard and said: "After divination in the Tianji diagram, I found the successor of Tianji. His mother got pregnant after hearing the sound of thunder. She was born three years ago. She was born close to thunder, so the old Taoist accepted him as a closed disciple."

"My little nephew has a mysterious talent and feeds on thunder. He is only two months old and is as old as seven or eight years old."

Master Tianyi said: "But don't worry, Immortal, we have repeatedly calculated and confirmed that my nephew is a pure human race."

Tao Tongsheng's brows were clear and slender, and he seemed a little timid. He hid behind Tianji and secretly read the Zhou Yi. The most mysterious thing was that there was a golden thunder texture between Tao Tong's eyebrows.

Zhou Yi asked: "Who is this kid?"

"My dearest immortal, when the spring thunder sounded this year, I felt something in my heart."

Master Tianji caressed his beard and said: "After divination in the Tianji diagram, I found the successor of Tianji. His mother got pregnant after hearing the sound of thunder. She was born three years ago. She was born close to thunder, so the old Taoist accepted him as a closed disciple."

"My little nephew has a mysterious talent and feeds on thunder. He is only two months old and is as old as seven or eight years old."

Master Tianyi said: "But don't worry, Immortal, we have repeatedly calculated and confirmed that my nephew is a pure human race."