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

Lower value.

Zhou Yi declined the appointment at Chunfeng Tower.

Riding on the clouds, I arrived at Bibo Pond. It was midsummer and there were many tourists in the pavilion beside the pond to escape the summer heat.

After the Demon Slayer Division captured the Bibo Dragon King, he easily took away the fire veins at the bottom of the pond, and there was no grand scene near Luojing.

Zhou Yi cast an invisibility spell and escaped into the pond.

Most of the dragon palaces at the bottom of the pond were in ruins. Only one of the main halls had been renovated. It housed a sixth-grade black fish demon and several fish and turtle spirits under its command.

One of Lao Long's spies met Heiyu and came to visit him before escaping into prison.

In order to show off, the black fish demon sneaked ashore at night, kidnapped a few refugees outside the city wall, and treated the spy to a banquet.

"This evil beast is in the water, and his strength is comparable to that of the fifth grade. Chen Qing can't even break the fish scales, so he needs to leave him a way to break the situation."

A fairy peach branch appeared in Zhou Yi's hand. He cut off the branches and leaves and turned it into a peach wood sword...

A stream of mana entered the wooden sword, and he waved his hand and threw it into the ruins of the Dragon Palace.

There are no relics in the Bibo Dragon Palace. The Demon Slayer Division even scraped off the gold powder on the walls.

"This sword is enough to kill demons."

Zhou Yi made arrangements and left calmly.

Ma Laosan used it to test the magical power of marrying dreams. Chen Qing had a higher status, but he was also a test subject to explore the reward rules of the demon illustrated book.

If he wants to become a disciple, he will need to go through many tests, and he will most likely die in the process.

Opportunities and risks always coexist.

Zhou Yi will not become anyone's nanny, but a comrade who needs to slay demons.

…

Longevity Palace.

Master Zhu of Ziyun Temple was giving a lecture on the way of life cultivation.

The sound of the Tao is so clear that all the real people are fascinated and drunk.

Emperor Jingtai sat upright with his eyes slightly closed, comprehending the wisdom of the Taoist sages, and smiled every time he heard the wonderful things.

suddenly.

There was a shock in his sleeves, and Emperor Jingtai suddenly opened his eyes.

"That's it for today. I'm tired."

Zhu Zhenren, who was excited about speaking, had a breath stuck in his throat. He couldn't swallow it and couldn't speak.

All the immortals had been accustomed to this for a long time. They stood up, saluted, and exited the Longevity Palace one by one.

Emperor Jingtai said again: "My dear companion, stand aside and don't let anyone get close to you."

Eunuch Chu appeared beside Emperor Jingtai, as if emerging from the shadow, and bowed to accept orders.

Since anyone, including Eunuch Chu himself, he has been able to accompany Emperor Jingtai from the East Palace for more than a hundred years, but he has never inquired into His Majesty's secrets.

Emperor Jingtai was the only one left in the Wanshou Palace, which was empty and only filled with green smoke.

Emperor Jingtai shook his sleeves, and a simple bronze mirror fell into his hands. The surface of the mirror rippled like water, revealing a beautiful middle-aged woman.

"What's the matter?"

Emperor Jingtai looked calm and his voice was slightly gloomy.

The beautiful woman smiled slightly: "I miss Your Majesty all the time, so I came here to talk about old friendship."

"I am devoted to the Tao, and I have no old feelings for the Bodhisattva."

Emperor Jingtai snorted coldly: "There is an ancestor's mark left in the palace. If you don't want to be hunted for another hundred thousand miles, just talk about business!"

"Keke, that old guy was seriously injured and declared himself a self-declared servant. A little bit of real spirit can't detect my concubine."

The beautiful woman's face changed slightly, and it was obvious that she was not as relaxed as she said. She continued: "My disciples want to summon the ancestor to Tongcheng. There is an old guy there who is quite difficult to deal with. I'm afraid something might happen."

Tongcheng, an important military town in Hongzhou, Western Xinjiang of Daqian, has been unstable in recent years. There have been rumors of rebellion by the Maitreya Cult.

"You ancestors have so many identities!"

Emperor Jingtai said: "Hongzhou Yujing Academy was built by Taizu himself. Even I can't find the old master. Can you change the place?"

"How can such a big thing be changed at will? The other branches are inland, and we might run into nosy people again."

The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows and gnashed her teeth in hatred, but she didn't even dare to name the person who was meddling in her business.

Emperor Jingtai was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "When did Pei Heihu join the White Lotus Sect?"

Pei Heihu started from a young age and was able to rank in the first rank. In addition to his own talent, he also had the full support of Emperor Jingtai, and he was a confidant among his confidants.

In this way, Pei Heihu was able to appoint the governor of Tongcheng and take charge of military and political power.

"General Pei and my disciple hit it off immediately and became brothers."

The beautiful woman pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Without General Pei's permission, Tongcheng cannot even preach, not to mention summoning the ancestors."

"You said you would never touch my people!"

Emperor Jingtai's voice was cold, Pei Heihu was his confidant general, and together they once swept away Yunzhou and brought peace to the world.

Tongcheng was originally named Tongguan, the place where Emperor Jingtai fought a decisive battle with the six rebel kings. There are also eight fortresses such as Dasheng Pass and Zhenmo Pass. Today, eight first-grade warriors guard the place.

Emperor Jingtai willingly abdicated the throne and lived in seclusion behind the scenes to control the great cadres and was closely related to the eight generals.

The beautiful woman smiled and said: "I have lived up to your majesty. General Pei is old and willing to take refuge in my Buddha. I can't stop you!"

"Hmph! Incompetent guy!"

Emperor Jingtai quickly calmed down. Pei Heihu was not worthy of falling out with a beautiful woman.

"As I said before, Yujing Academy has been canonized by Taizu and pardoned by Zhongzong, so I can't let him return to the capital for no reason!"

"How can I make it difficult for Your Majesty to be a concubine? I have already considered this."

The beautiful woman said slowly: "There are divine monks in the Buddhist realm traveling eastward, preaching Buddhism all the way. They will pass through Luojing in three months. Your Majesty only needs to send an order for the four great scholars to come to Beijing to debate scriptures with the divine monks..."

"The old man will never miss the dispute between Confucianism and Buddhism."

"This is the third thing. I don't owe you any more from now on. Don't bother me again."

Emperor Jingtai thought for a moment and nodded slightly in agreement. It was perfectly fine for one Tongcheng to cancel out one promise. As for what kind of trouble will happen after the Maitreya Sect summons the evil Buddha, it will only be a city at most.

"Your Majesty is really cruel."

The beautiful woman's voice was sad and sorrowful, and she sighed: "Why don't you, your majesty, become one of my Buddhas, and ascend to bliss together with me, and live forever?"

Emperor Jingtai sneered: "What can lead to immortality? If it is really immortal, how can it die from the Sword Immortal?"

The beautiful woman's face straightened and she said, "My concubine has achieved the status of Bodhisattva only after a thousand years of life. My ancestors can be traced back to tens of thousands of years ago, and they will live longer than some demons, immortals, and true dragons."

"So the Bodhisattva plotted against the Patriarch and wanted to take his place in order to find the secret of his immortality."

Emperor Jingtai said sarcastically: "Hmph, you are a man who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors!"

"Keke, I want to deceive my master and destroy my ancestors. Your Majesty is an unfilial descendant. It just so happens..."

Before the beautiful woman could finish speaking, the bronze mirror flashed with light, and the image immediately disappeared.

Emperor Jingtai put away the bronze mirror and thought silently for a moment.

"Chu Daban..."

As soon as the voice fell, Eunuch Chu appeared immediately, bowing and waiting for orders.

"Go to Jixia Academy and tell Mr. Shang that there is a Buddhist monk traveling westward to teach Buddhism. I hope that Mr. Shang Shen will debate the scriptures with him and not lose the majesty of Daqian."

"As commanded."

Eunuch Chu was ordered to retreat and go to Jixia Academy in person.

Other people in the academy, and even the current mountain chief, can pass on their father-in-law, but Shang Shen is different.

Shang Shen is in the same realm as Shan Chang, and there is not much difference in strength. However, the former is the leader of the contemporary Legalist party, and is respected by several legalist schools.

Even Emperor Jingtai needs to be treated with courtesy.

The leader of Confucianism who opposed Shang Shen was Mr. Laoshan Changyan of Yujing Academy.

…

Early the next morning.

Zhou Yi came to the Ministry of Things and received an invitation.

It says that on the seventh day of the lunar month, Zhang Cheng will hold a birthday banquet to celebrate Wu Jiazi's 300th birthday.

Monks' birthday banquets may be held every year or every hundred years, so holding them once a year is too frequent.

Zhou Yi was not surprised at the monks' birthday banquets. He had attended them several times, mostly in the name of banquets, inviting people to discuss Taoism together.

No matter how Zhang Cheng looks at it, he doesn't seem to like discussing Taoism. Should we discuss Taoism together?

Zhou Yi was familiar with Zhang Cheng, and when he was confused, he asked directly: "Brother Zhang, why did you suddenly hold a birthday banquet?"

Chen Ying also pricked up his ears to listen. To him, the banquet of the god-refining monks was like a gathering of immortals, especially lofty.

This is indeed the case. At banquets, gods who are two or three hundred years old often talk about things that happened a hundred years ago. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are just myths and legends.

It was a rare occasion for Zhang Cheng to come early, and while drinking, he said: "How can I have the heart to hold a banquet? It's those descendants. Counting Lao Zhang, I am old, so I must celebrate."

When Zhou Yi heard the words "older", he always felt that Zhang Cheng's tone was dejected and helpless.

The leader's caring little cotton-padded man, Chen Ying, quickly changed the topic: "Brother Zhang is actually three hundred years old. Zhongzong was still alive at that time."

Zhang Cheng said proudly: "Lao Zhang, I have also met Zhongzong and had interactions with him!"

Zhou Yi looked suspicious when he heard this. He had read Lu Tiancheng's diary. It seemed that when Zhongzong was still alive, Lao Zhang had not yet succeeded in condensing the Yinshen.

Zhongzong was already a super-first-grade martial saint at that time, so how could he interact with Lao Zhang?

"Don't believe it! In the 275th year of the Guangming Dynasty, during the Lantern Festival, Zhongzong held lanterns on the palace wall with the people."

Zhang Cheng said: "I happened to pass by the palace gate and heard Zhongzong speaking from above. I nodded in agreement below. Is this an exchange of fortune?"

Chen Ying chuckled and nodded repeatedly.

"Forget it! Of course, a few years ago, I went to the palace with my aunt and saw His Majesty teaching the prince, and listened for a while. So, do you think I still have a master-disciple relationship with Your Majesty?"

"Hahaha……"

A cheerful laugh came from Monobe.

When people are free, time flies by very quickly, and in a blink of an eye it’s the seventh day of August.

Zhou Yi rode the clouds to the outskirts of Beijing and found Tiancheng Villa according to the direction given by Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng's courtesy name was Zichang, his nickname was Tiancheng Taoist, and his mother's surname was Lu. When writing some works, he was replaced by Lu Tiancheng.

Lu Tiancheng's reputation in Luojing is more than ten times and a hundred times greater than that of Zhang Cheng. As long as there is a popular idle book on the market, there will soon be a specially proofread version by Lu Tiancheng.

By the way, the novel app I’m using recently, [app] is supported by Android and Apple phones!

Some people are not in a hurry to buy new books, but wait for Lu Tiancheng's version. After being disappointed, they will buy the original version.

Zhou Yi lowered his head, and Zhang Yu in Chinese clothes came forward with several young people with smiles on their faces.

"Mr. Zhou, please come quickly! Junior Zhang Yu, my ancestor has already given instructions. When you come, go directly to the backyard to find him."

Before entering the door, two rows of beautiful maids saluted in unison.

"Welcome Mr. Zhou."

"Um."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly and stepped into Zhuangzi without saying anything.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a black and white strange beast, twisting over and holding Zhou Yi's thigh innocently.

BAA Baa baa!

His small black eyes looked at Zhou Yi with a hint of cunning.

"This is the iron-eating beast raised by our ancestors. It is quite psychic."

Zhang Yu rubbed the iron-eating beast's head, took out a blood energy pill, and threw it in the direction of the bamboo forest.

According to daily experience, the iron-eating beast will loosen its legs and leave when it sees the blood energy pill.

What!

The iron-eating beast glanced at Zhang Yu with disdain and continued to hug Zhou Yi's legs, rubbing his big head back and forth.

"Little guy, try my newly made elixir."

A spiritual elixir appeared in Zhou Yi's hand, which was a blood elixir refined from the body of the lion demon.

There is only one word difference between pill and pill, but the effects are very different. Pills are just refined flesh and blood of monster beasts, and their essence is still flesh and blood. The elixir is prepared with more than ten kinds of auxiliary medicines and refined with spiritual fire. It has the mysterious effect of tempering the physical body.

What!

The iron-eating beast opened its mouth and swallowed the blood pill, its little black eyes lit up, and it called out to the bamboo forest not far away.

Baa baa baa!

A series of cries stopped, and a rustling sound came from the bamboo forest, and then more than twenty iron-eating beasts of different sizes crawled out.

They formed a circle and looked at Zhou Yi expectantly.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm extremely sorry. I dote on them a little bit on weekdays."

Zhang Yu said in fear: "I'll coax them away..."

"Need not."

Zhou Yi shook his head, waved his hand and sprinkled a handful of blood pills.

The iron-eating beasts immediately scattered in all directions, searching for the blood pills.

The iron-eating beast holding its thigh had a look of longing on its black and white face, and it wanted to let go several times to grab the blood pill.

He gritted his teeth for the last time, still holding his thigh and not letting go, bleating pitifully.

"Hahaha! What a psychic little guy!"

Zhou Yi smiled heartily, and the Hunyuan Dan Pill appeared in his hand. Its appearance was black and yellow, like a stubborn stone.

Three earth pills.

After taking it, the essence can be washed and the marrow can be washed to enhance the affinity of the earth attribute aura.

The iron-eating beast's eyes lit up, he opened his mouth and swallowed the three earth pills, and then reluctantly let go of his thighs.

"Lead the way ahead."

Zhou Yi was all smiles, his dream came true.

"Mr. Zhou please!"

Zhang Yu saw that Mr. Zhou was really happy, and immediately smiled and bowed in front to lead the way.

Tiancheng Villa covers a vast area, with rockeries, rocks, pavilions and waterside pavilions along the way. It took a full quarter of an hour to reach the second half.

Zhang Yu said: "Mr. Zhou, the ancestor is doing the Qing Xiu in front. There is no summons, so the juniors are not qualified to enter."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly and walked through the courtyard. The style of the backyard suddenly changed.

The first half of the villa is exquisite and exquisite, and everything is gorgeous. After the courtyard gate, there is a large bamboo forest, with only a single thatched cottage in it.

Lao Zhang's voice came from the bamboo forest: "Lao Zhou is here, and the tea is ready."

Zhou Yi's figure flashed and landed on the opposite side of the coffee table. With a sniff, he knew it was the drunken spring return of Baiyun Temple.

"Lao Zhang, why is the birthday man hiding here during your 300th birthday party?"

Zhang Cheng poured a cup of tea for Zhou Yi: "Get some peace and quiet. The birthday banquet was not prepared for Lao Zhang. If you are filial, you might as well go to Chunfeng Tower to book a few days."

Zhou Yi said: "I think they are quite filial, and Zhang Yu is good. He has a good temperament and is a good young man for spiritual practice."

"It's just because of filial piety that it's so annoying. Why didn't the old Zhang family have a few prodigal sons, and the family was completely ruined? I don't have to worry about it!"

Zhang Cheng shook his head helplessly and took a sip of tea: "I wonder how many more years I can drink this drunken spring."

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed and he asked, "Brother Zhang is about to expire?"

They are both in the realm of refining gods, and their lifespans range from 300 to 500 years. Those who are good at life-extending exercises and magical powers can probably live to be 600 or 700 years old.

Generally speaking, the realm of Yang Shen is between six and seven hundred, and the level of third-level Yin Shen who travels at night is at the lower limit.

"That's almost it. It's only a good job for thirty to fifty years."

"Back then, I was greedy for martial arts and used the yin spirit to merge with the exterior scenes. Not only did my path to the yang spirit stop, it also shortened my lifespan."