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

Demon Refining Cave.

Ground.

The evil spirit surges into the sky, and the sea of ​​bones ripples.

The Nine Nether Immortal Lotus floats in the sea of ​​bones, constantly absorbing the essence of the corpses.

Emperor Jingtai appeared carrying a human-shaped black shadow, hanging above the flower bones, looking at the ninth lotus seed that was about to mature.

"We captured more than sixty White Lotus demons and sped up the time by three years. Unfortunately, Bai Lian didn't listen to my advice and insisted on provoking the true immortal. He ended up dead and had to wait another two years!"

The humanoid black shadow was imprisoned all over. When he opened his eyes and saw the Nine Nether Immortal Lotus, he kept making whining sounds.

Emperor Jingtai waved his hand to open the black shadow restriction and said: "Listen to my orders and lead your fellow disciples to join forces, and you can survive."

"Ahem, cough, cough, making a clone is also called survival? I have been in the world for three hundred years. When I am dying, I am lucky enough to see this immortal plant that is about to mature. It is not a free time in this world."

The shadow coughed violently several times. He had experienced a lot of torture and torture. Ling Chi's soul burning was just ordinary. Being able to hold on and not go crazy was already a sign of perseverance. .

"What a pity, there are not many people in the world who can survive the interrogation of the Chamberlain!"

Emperor Jingtai grabbed the black shadow's head, crushed it into pieces with a pop, and threw the corpse into the lotus with his hand.

The Nine Nether Immortal Lotus smelled fresh blood, and its petals quickly closed. The dark divine light shone, and a faint scream of Yin Shen could be heard. After a while, the lotus petals slowly opened, leaving only a pale skeleton.

One of the famous deputy leaders of the White Lotus Sect died silently, without even a chance of reincarnation.

Emperor Jingtai took the bones, threw them into the sea of ​​bones, and waited quietly.

The Nine Nether Immortal Lotus swayed gently, and a lotus petal fell.

Emperor Jingtai put away the petals and stared at the fairy lotus seeds in silence for a moment.

Two years!

Time waits for me!

"A few aristocratic families in this area dare to disobey my will. They should spit out their wealth and anointing!"

…

Prince Yan's Mansion.

Li Le found spiritual wine from outside the region and invited Qin Qiong and other close friends to taste it at a banquet.

He sent someone to the Demon Slayer Department to ask Zhou Yi, but when he learned that he had not returned from his leave, Li Le ordered someone to hand over the spirit wine to Master Chen for safekeeping.

After drinking glasses and drinking wine, Li Leping stepped back, took out a book and said.

"This is news from southern Xinjiang."

Qin Qiong glanced at it, and it read that the barbarians were destroyed, and the dragon cavalry army occupied the magpie's nest and rebuilt Dashun.

Others have circulated it and discussed it a lot.

"How can this be?"

"Back then, the Zhongzong personally led a large army to conquer the country, but it only managed to quell the border troubles for several decades!"

"The barbarian high priest is cunning by nature. How can Xu Fengxian gain trust?"

"Didn't you see Xu Ye ascending the throne? Xu Fengxian has collapsed!"

"Xu Fengxian, a famous general of the generation, it's a pity..."

At the banquet, there were all the absolute confidants of King Yan, who were involved in life and death, and they spoke and discussed very boldly.

After the southern Xinjiang was pacified, Emperor Jingtai issued an order to record Xu Fengxian in the history books as the number one sycophant.

Li Le looked at the first person on the left and right. Qin and Fan frowned and said nothing, and asked: "Mr. Qin, Mr. Fan, do you have any doubts?"

"Your Highness, the barbarians can gain a foothold in southern Xinjiang and survive between our dynasty and Qingqiu."

Fan Wujiu said: "The fundamental reason is not the barrier of the mountains. How can the barbarians adapt to the mountains and rivers and compare with the demon tribe? In fact, it is because of the witch god. Legend has it that he has achieved the status of ghost immortal and has a good relationship with the Qingqiu fox immortal."

Qin Qiong nodded slightly and said: "It is true. The body of ghosts and immortals can enter and exit the Yin and Yang realms, which is extremely difficult to deal with."

"The royal files seem to be recorded by the witch god, and I have some news here..."

Li Le said in a deep voice: "All the people in Dashun now worship the true god named the Disperser of the Plague. According to the family members of the Dragon Cavalry Army, it was the Disperser of the Plague that destroyed the barbarians."

There was silence at the banquet.

Most people have heard for the first time that ghosts, immortals and true gods actually lead the rise and fall of a country behind the scenes.

"It's unbelievable. Maybe the Witch God has fallen."

Fan Wujiu turned to look at the mystery on the side and asked, "You are a man who is well-informed and well versed in the mysteries of heaven. Have you ever heard of the name of the Plague Disperser?"

"Hmm... I've probably heard of it!"

Xuanji wanted to say loudly that the Witch God was killed by himself together with the three immortal gods, but unfortunately he was not brave enough, so he found an excuse and said: "There are records in Tianji Hall that he is a true god who can control epidemics."

"The God of Disease doesn't sound like a true god. But the destruction of the barbarians is good news after all."

Fan Wujiu said: "Dashun occupies a natural barrier of 100,000 mountains, and has the blessing of the true god. This time it is really stable."

Hearing this, King Li Le of Yan said with a hint of envy: "The Xu family and his son are so lucky. I don't know where to find the true god."

Qin Qiong explained: "It's not necessarily luck. A true god needs faith and worship. The Dragon Riders' migration south has a population of over one million, and a hundred years of rest and recuperation can exceed tens of millions. It's not a small number for a true god."

Just as Li Le was about to say something, a guard hurried in.

"Your Highness, Eunuch Qing has an urgent message!"

"Send it over quickly."

Li Le opened the note. There were only six words on it, and his face turned pale instantly.

——Concubine Ning died of illness for no reason!

Others don't know Concubine Ning's identity and background, so how could Li Le not know that the contemporary saint of the Faxiang Sect has already condensed her relics.

He is immune to all diseases and has a lifespan of hundreds of years. How can he die of illness for no reason?

The only possibility is that the emperor discovered Ning Fei's identity as a Buddhist saint, ordered her execution, and announced that she died of illness.

Concubine Ning will definitely go through an interrogation before she dies. With the cruel methods of the chamberlain, it is very likely that her relationship with Li Le will be discovered.

A prince’s secret meeting with a concubine in the harem, regardless of whether there is any chance of exploiting, this kind of thing will only kill the wrong one rather than let it go...

"Ahem!"

Li Le coughed violently. The news came too suddenly, completely disrupting the original plan.

Fan Wujiu asked, "Your Highness, what happened?"

With Fan Wujiu's cultivation level, of course he could scan it with his spiritual consciousness and clearly see what was written on the note, and King Yan wouldn't be able to notice it either. However, it is extremely taboo to peek into people's privacy. Once discovered, there will be a gap.

"It's nothing, it's just that Concubine Ning died suddenly of illness."

Li Le's face changed, he thought for a moment, and suddenly looked at Qin Qiong and asked: "Shunzhou has a population of hundreds of millions, and Wuzhou is even more prosperous. Is there a true god...who is willing to accept worship from the people?"

"Um?"

Qin Qiong raised his eyebrows, wondering what happened to scare Li Le like this.

"It's probably possible, but the Daqian gods are all canonized by the imperial court, and the others are all evil sacrifices and obscene sacrifices. If found out, it will be the crime of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan."

"Mr. Qin is devoted to cultivation and does not understand the tricks of canonizing gods nowadays. Nowadays, gods in various places have become private temples of aristocratic families, and those with money and power can buy canonization."

Li Le snorted coldly and said: "I am a descendant of Taizu, so I will not break the ancestral rules, so everything will be done according to the imperial canonization process and I will spend money to buy a god."

Qin Qiong shook his head and sighed: "Even if you can buy a god's throne, it is extremely difficult to find a true god who is willing to take risks to do something great because the imperial court is suppressed by martial saints."

"This matter is very important and must be done as soon as possible."

Li Le didn't know when his father would punish him, or whether he died of illness for no reason at all. He said loudly: "You are all my confidants. Anyone who has a clue about the true god can be enshrined."

After he finished speaking, he added: "He must be a righteous god."

Everyone at the banquet looked at each other in confusion. They had only read about the gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas in books. Today, they heard the secrets for the first time. Where could they go to find clues?

When Xuanji heard this, he immediately thought of Hongluan Xingjun.

The marriage of the monarch of Hongluan Star belongs to the true god who cannot be more upright in Daqian, which attaches great importance to population growth.

Xuanji knew that people were talking lightly and did not dare to disturb Xingjun's practice. He planned to ask Zhouyi for advice after the banquet. The practice of the True God requires incense offerings, and King Yan Li Le needs the blessing of the True God, which is the best of both worlds.

While I was thinking about this, Zhou Yi's voice suddenly sounded in my heart.

"The real person can inform King Yan of Hongluan Xingjun. Her sect is inherited from Taizu Daqian."

Xuanji trembled with fright and secretly marveled at how terrifying the immortal was.

Tianji Palace is not only good at plotting heavenly secrets, but is also good at concealing them. Xuanji has already cast dozens of spells and restrictions on his body to conceal heavenly secrets, and he also has such refined magic weapons that he won't feel any emotion when he utters a person's name.

As a result, I just thought about Zhenxian's name and received a reply immediately.

Xuanji suppressed the fear in his heart and said: "Your Highness, if someone else asks the true god, it may be extremely difficult. I know a senior who studied under Taizu and is ranked as a true god..."

"Taizu inherited it, isn't that the king's relative?"

Li Le's eyes lit up, he stood up quickly, bowed to Xuanji and saluted: "Please give me some advice, Master, I will personally come to the house to recognize you, and welcome Haosheng back to Shunzhou to worship you."

Xuanji reminded: "It is a happy marriage for Lord Xing. Your Highness must first obtain a pardon from the court and then go to the gods to show your sincerity."

"Yes, yes. I will make arrangements and buy all the similar canonizations for marriages, happy events, etc."

Li Le's worries turned into joy. The Xu family didn't know where they found the true god. How could he compare to Xingjun? They were both descendants of Taizu, so they were naturally close to each other.

Fan Wujiu said: "Your Highness, I have several students who serve in the Ministry of Etiquette and are responsible for the canonization of gods. Leave this matter to me."

A first-grade scholar is at the top of the human world, and is nothing in front of the true god. Fan Wujiu will not miss the opportunity to be on good terms with the true god.

"Then thank you Mr. Fan for your hard work."

Li Le warned: "It's best if you can be in charge of marriages and happy events in the entire Daqian. If you can't, then separate the prefectures and counties to buy them. Money, spiritual objects, etc., sir, go to the treasury and get them as you like, but you must be quick!"

Most of the gains from the victory in southern Xinjiang were turned over to the national treasury, and a small part withheld made the Yan Palace rich.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, the imperial court attaches great importance to the gods of land, mountains and rivers, and there is no official position for marriages and happy events yet. It is difficult to seal the first-class priesthood in charge of Daqian. It should be no problem to divide the prefectures and counties and take them separately."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Fan Wujiu's voice: "In recent years, the number of gods in various places has increased, and the prices have been higher every year. Your Highness has pacified the three states in southern Xinjiang, freed up countless seats, and made hundreds of officials rich. I should have thanked Your Highness long ago." ”

"A swarm of silverfish."

Li Le changed the topic and said: "I have been in Beijing for a long time and miss Shunzhou. I will ask you to come back tomorrow."

Everyone is rejoicing. If he gets the support of the true god, King Yan will be one step closer to the throne. Suddenly I heard Li Le saying that he was going back to Shunzhou, and I almost thought he heard it wrong.

"Recently, all the officials in the court have been in secret fights with my father. Yesterday, several cabinet ministers were in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, pointing at Wang Shilang and scolding him for not being a son of man."

Li Le said slowly: "With my father's temperament, I will never take a step back..."

Wang Shilang was promoted by Emperor Jingtai. The officials did not dare to raise the table with Emperor Jingtai, so they pointed fingers and scolded Huai.

Qin Qiong asked: "Is it because of the land survey?"

"Mr. Qin has been practicing hard and has heard the news. There is already a storm outside."

Li Le said: "My imperial brother has a soft ear. He talks about benevolent politics and punishments every day, and he doesn't know how to fight with hundreds of officials. As long as I stay in the capital, I will definitely become my father's knife..."

Originally, he was just looking for a reason to cover up his secret meeting with Concubine Ning, but as he continued to talk, Li Le believed even himself.

"Use retreat to advance, Your Highness is a great talent."

Fan Wujiu nodded with a smile. It turned out that His Highness was not only good at marching and fighting, but was also good at officialdom.

Everyone at the banquet also clapped their hands and praised him. The true god is just a foreign aid, and he needs to strengthen himself.

Qin Qiong glanced at Li Le. He was not as ethical as Fan Wujiu, and he had already scanned the writing on the note with his consciousness.

The next day.

King Yan wrote a letter asking him to return to Shunzhou.

The Emperor is accurate.

All the officials in the court praised him one after another. King Yan knew the general situation and treated his brothers with respect.