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

"Uncle Emperor, what are your plans?"

Emperor Jingtai asked himself and also asked Chu Daban.

Sanwu's sudden change made Emperor Jingtai feel worried. This was a critical moment and no accidents were allowed to occur.

Eunuch Chu reminded: "Your Majesty, I can't even guess it, but someone must know it."

"Dragon Lord Ao Jing!"

Emperor Jingtai immediately understood: "I have seen it before. It was empty and short-sighted. Its little thoughts could not stir up any trouble in front of the emperor's uncle."

Luoshui Dragon Palace was nominally under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, but in fact it remained independent and jointly governed Yunzhou with Daqian.

Ao Jing's attempt to borrow the power of a foreign demon country is tantamount to luring a wolf into the house, which is extremely stupid.

"Your Majesty, Ao Jing is in trouble, and there is that old dragon behind him."

Chu Daban said: "The Chamberlain knows the first-grade monks very well. The emperor's uncle's swordsmanship talent is indeed a little bit behind..."

"Um?"

Emperor Jingtai naturally believed in Chu Daban's ability to do things. He had some guesses in his heart and his face suddenly turned ugly.

"Uncle Emperor, no matter how stubborn his character is, he wouldn't be so courageous, would he?"

"Thank you, my dear friend, take the imperial silk and go to Luoshui Dragon Palace."

"As you command!"

Chu Daban hated people mentioning things like brothels.

Sanwu has a bad mouth and often makes jokes.

Every time, every sentence is written down in a small notebook.

…

Ministry of Things.

Zhou Yi was meditating when he suddenly felt the message paper vibrating.

——Fellow Taoist, are you here?

Immediately replied: "I am on duty at the Ministry of Things, what do you want from me, fellow Taoist?"

——The old Taoist is in Qingfeng Xiaozhu. He has something important to entrust to him, and he also invites his fellow Taoist to come back and tell him.

Zhou Yi wondered what was important about Sanwu, so he told Chen Ying and asked him to help him apply for leave.

He drove the escaping light through Luojing and returned home after a while.

Sanwu sat in front of the stone table with a haggard face, as if he had aged hundreds of years overnight.

Zhou Yi quickly asked: "What do you want from me, fellow Taoist?"

Sanwu gathered his thoughts and said slowly: "Last night, Pindao took advantage of his drunkenness to do something important. Looking back now, I don't regret it, but I have to arrange the funeral arrangements for the Taoist palace."

Zhou Yi asked: "What are the funeral arrangements? I heard it early in the morning. Now there is a True Immortal Ancestor in the Yunxiao Dao Palace, and the scenery is endless!"

Sanwu's face turned pale, and he sighed and said, "Old Taoist and fellow Taoist, tell the truth, the true immortal last night was transformed by me."

Zhou Yi shrugged: "Fellow Taoist, I will tell you the truth. In the evening, in the name of fellow Taoist, I used my sword to frighten the demons."

Sanwu frowned: "Fellow Taoist and I tell the truth, why are we joking?"

"I'm telling the truth too!"

Zhou Yi was thinking about whether to have a showdown with Lao Dao so that he would not be frightened all the time, when San Wu spoke first.

"Time is running out, the real immortal will come at any time, so I won't joke with my fellow Taoist."

Sanwu said: "Yesterday, the old Taoist attended the Dragon Lord's banquet under the name of a true immortal in order to intimidate the new Dragon Lord into swearing an oath."

Zhou Yi said: "No matter how mysterious the transformation technique of fellow Taoist is, it cannot be hidden from the real dragon. Wouldn't it be a pity if the old dragon slapped fellow Taoist to death regardless of his face?"

During the Dragon King's banquet, Lao Long took action secretly with the help of Ao Xun. If Zhou Yi hadn't taken over, San Wu might not have been able to escape.

"If you die, just die, you won't lose the face of our ancestors! If the old Taoist doesn't have Taizu's talents, will he even lose his courage?"

Sanwu looked solemn and said solemnly: "Dragon Lord's blood oath is related to Taizu's legacy. It's a big shame, the honor and disgrace of the human race!"

"The Luoshui River flows through three states and eighteen counties, and the Dragon Palace rules the Yunzhou Monster Clan. Take a step back to make an inch more, and your patience becomes even more severe. I don't want to see the day when the Daqian Law adds a ban on fishing in the Luoshui River!"

"If that's the case, it would be better for the old Taoist to die early and out of sight!"

Zhou Yi was astonished in his heart. He had never thought that the old naughty boy Sanwu had such a big heart. No wonder he liked the torturer's theory and searched for monster records, and even blocked the door of the Monster Slaying Department in order to find the author.

"I heard someone say that the real immortal rode a five-color sacred bull last night. Where did you get the sacred bull, fellow Taoist?"

The main reason why Sanwu was able to fool Ao Jing was the divine bull, which was as fast as a first-grade demon king's mount and had never been seen before in Yunzhou.

"That cow..."

Sanwu's face turned red and he took off the hairpin on his head: "This is the magic weapon left by the ancestor. I relied on it to refine my external incarnation."

As he spoke, he tossed the hairpin and turned into a five-color sacred cow.

Moo——

The sacred cow was sleeping under the peach tree, its eyes widened, looking at another sacred cow in disbelief.

Sanwu glanced at the true sacred cow and said: "Didn't my fellow Taoist learn how to ride a bull? I raised a cow, but it's a little thin and the size doesn't match."

"Cattle are too expensive now."

Zhou Yi shrugged. In order to avoid killing a few cattle thieves, the sacred cow usually changed its image.

"Not only is it expensive, the price of a bull demon that can change its body is not even calculated in terms of spiritual stones."

Sanwu waved his hand and took back his external avatar. Normally, it was fun to ride it out to show off, but riding it by himself felt a little awkward after all.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, I have come to see you because I have something important to entrust you."

Sanwu looked solemn and said: "I have left the Dao Palace..."

Sanwu and Zhou Yi confessed their plans to restore the royal family tree in order to preserve the Yunxiao Dao Palace.

When the real immortal comes to take revenge, and the royal family has the protection of the sword master, Sanwu will only die in the end.

"The old Taoist sacrificed his life to satisfy the wrath of the true immortal, but the Taoist palace has lost one rank to guard it. With Jingtai's narrow-minded and evil heart, he will definitely take revenge secretly..."

Sanwu said: "So I invite fellow Taoists to take over the position of the old Taoist and serve as the Grand Supreme of the Taoist Palace."

"??"

Zhou Yi looked puzzled, wondering if he had some magical power.

I picked up an inn for free and worked as a shopkeeper for a while, but now I picked up a Taoist palace for free.

"The old Taoist knows that this matter is difficult, but Jingtai's reputation is the most important, and he has the support of the Taoist Alliance, but his life is not in danger."

Sanwu prayed: "My fellow Taoist is practicing alone, and there are many things that are hard to do. All the resources of Yunxiao Taoist Palace, elixirs, magic weapons, and Lingshan mineral veins can be deployed at will."

Yunxiao Taoist Palace has a long history. Even though Daqian has repeatedly suppressed it, it is still a truly wealthy family.

Zhou Yi was very excited. The opportunity to get rich was right in front of him. As long as he agreed, he could build an empty villa like Lao Zhang's.

"Why are fellow Taoists looking for me? There are always three or five first-grade monks in the Taoist sect."

"Humph! The poor Taoist went to Baiyun Temple early in the morning. Unfortunately...those old guys are obsessed with fawning over the real immortal. If they know what the old Taoist has committed, it would be better if they don't sell the Taoist palace directly."

Sanwu said: "Pindao is known as a bookworm. He is good at observing people through books. The layman wrote "The Punisher's Theory" and "The Search for Demons" and saved countless human races."

"Such a big heart is far inferior to that of a seasoned person. That's why I have the nerve to ask for help."

Sanwu stood up, bowed deeply, and said, "I would also like to ask my Taoist friend to serve as the Supreme Prince of the Taoist Palace and save the life of an old Taoist disciple."

Zhou Yi saw that Sanwu's eye sockets were sunken, his energy and spirit were listless and haggard, it was obvious that the true immortal was under a mountain of stress.

"I have a question, why do fellow Taoists say that the true immortal is the ancestor of the Taoist palace?"

"Hmph! At that time, there was a guy in the Dragon Palace who pretended to be a seasoned Taoist, acted wantonly, was shameless, and was not a son of a man..."

A series of forbidden words popped out of the old Taoist's mouth, and he was so angry that he wanted to take out the pretender and cut him into pieces.

"At that time, the old Taoist was angry and wanted to scare him, so he made up the story of the True Immortal Patriarch."

Zhou Yi listened to the old Taoist scolding, and now made up his mind, it was Sanwu himself who teased Dragon Girl in Dragon Palace last night!