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

Shinto practice is the shortcut.

The more believers there are, the more incense and magic power grows rapidly.

There are gains and losses. Some things that believers ask for are difficult, and the gods must do them.

Even if things don't work out, you still have to deceive the believers, otherwise you will be resentful. The impact on your reputation will be small, but your karma will be big.

Especially those who have accumulated good deeds for hundreds of years, not to mention Jiang Shen Aorong, even evil spirits and heretics would not want to mess with them.

If you collect incense and do nothing, your golden body may be struck by lightning.

Ao Rong asked about the bad luck of the treasure mirror and followed the traces of the Book of Changes to ask for a visit.

Zhou Yi said: "You are a third-grade Jiang Shen who can't take care of things, so you are sure that Pindao has a way?"

"I dare not hide it from sir."

Ao Rong took out the treasured mirror, used the power of merit to activate it, and said, "This treasured mirror can predict right, wrong, and bad luck. The little god only knows that Mr. Xun is right about this."

Zhou Yi waved his hand and took a picture of the treasure mirror. After careful inspection, he found that there were originally inscriptions on the back, but it was completely empty. .

Bao Jing felt fear in her heart and couldn't help but tremble.

Zhou Yi returned the mirror and said, "Do the calculations to see if Pindao will help you. If the calculation is correct, I will get rid of the demon."

"this……"

Ao Rong pondered for a moment, pretended to make magic tricks with his hands, and said: "The little god has also learned a few divination skills. Is it correct to predict that my husband will refuse?"

"It should be refused temporarily."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly.

A successful demon king of the fox clan must come from Qingqiu. A big event is about to happen. If he takes action rashly, he may be able to scare off the enemy. With Hu Ling'er's courage, he would rather abandon Qingqiu and escape after hearing the turmoil related to Zhouyi.

The clan's life and death, the demon clan's face, how can it be more important than one's own life.

Ao Rong said happily: "Sir, the little god is right!"

"After dinner, Pindao and you will go have a look."

Zhou Yi agreed, and the little dragon in front of him looked quite pleasing to the eye.

The atmosphere suddenly became harmonious. Ao Rong kept pouring wine for Zhou Yi, telling stories about his experiences or interesting things he had heard, and turning to the fairy book as he talked.

"I have to say that this fairy book has endless magical uses."

Ao Rong praised: "Many methods for identifying evil spirits are simple and practical. The fox demon has great magic power and can transform into a human form to seduce men, but it is not able to hide it."

"Billions of people have survived countless times because of this book, and their merits are immeasurable."

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Could it be that this guy or Baojing recognized his identity.

I deliberately didn't say it out loud, just to flatter him, but Zhou Yi was secretly relieved to hear it.

"You can also write books to gain merit! I heard that when "The Punisher's Theory" was written, the author was just an ordinary person."

"Hiss! Little gods don't dare to do anything to accumulate merit, but don't write novels!"

Ao Rong waved his hands repeatedly: "It's a thankless effort. I can't tell you which stroke made people unhappy. It's just cause and effect."

"This fox demon was surrendered by you and is waiting for his tribe to seek revenge. There must be no karma related to the real person who wrote the book!"

"Besides, most people can't bear the weight of such great merit!"

Ao Rong explained clearly the disadvantages of writing a book in a few words.

"You can see clearly that in everything, there are gains and losses."

The massive merits gained from the two volumes of Zhouyi have long attracted the attention of experts. However, his rise was too fast and he had no time to plan and occupy, so he could only cooperate happily.

After having enough wine and food, Zhou Yi called the waiter to calculate the money.

The shopkeeper came over with the waiter and said respectfully: "Master Tao, you look like a master from the looks of it!"

"My boss has long ordered that when a master comes as a guest, he will not ask for money for drinks. Mr. Dao's cow is taken care of by a waiter, and he has already drank."

"Is there still such a rule?"

Zhou Yi looked at Ao Rong with a strange expression on his face.

Ao Rong shook his head and said: "It's not my arrangement, this rule has been in place for a long time. It is said that when Anlongjiang God came here, he did not ask for wine money, so he came to drink every day. Until one day, the drunken man showed his true form. He praised the wine and drunk the dragon. That’s why we got the names of Qinglongzui and Longlai Pavilion!”

Ao Rong's face didn't turn red, his heart didn't beat, and he calmly told the story of freeloading and cheating on wine.

"I see."

Zhou Yi asked curiously: "Then how to judge who is an expert? If someone deliberately comes to eat for free, wouldn't it be a big loss?"

"Master Dao is joking. Masters are not that easy to deal with. Just because of their temperament and demeanor, they cannot be faked if they are poor. No one who is really rich would do such a thing."

The shopkeeper knew everything and truly treated Zhou Yi as a master. He said with a smile: "Of course there are some special signs. For example, a Taoist who comes riding a bull will definitely treat you to a meal of wine!"

“Fun and fun!”

Zhou Yi touched his palms and smiled. Sure enough, he had to read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. He could not see such interesting things and wonderful people in Luojing.

"Did your boss set this rule because he was obsessed with seeking immortality?"

The shopkeeper said respectfully: "Master Tao lost well. My boss is devoted to Tao. It's a pity that there is no fate and he can't pass it on!"

Zhou Yi nodded and said: "Go get paper and pen!"

"Master Dao, wait a moment."

The shopkeeper immediately ordered the waiters to bring the prepared high-quality pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Whenever an expert waived the money for drinks, most of them would leave the inkstones.

The owner specially built a loft and hung all the calligraphy in it, so he could copy and comprehend them whenever he had time.

Among them, the authentic works left by Ao Rong are also collected in a secret room and are family heirlooms.

Other customers in the store were not surprised by this. Some people said that the owner was so eager to seek truth that he attracted a lot of swindlers to fool him into eating and drinking.

An old scholar who once claimed to be a great Confucian did not use a writing brush when he was writing his calligraphy treasures. He took a sip of fine ink and started spraying words. He was known as the master of the school.

Some people also say that the boss still has a destiny, the Dragon King has been here, but it is a pity that he could not learn the Taoism.

Daqian established the Immortal Division, collected taxes from the gods, and pulled down the high-ranking monks from the altar. Ordinary people can also discuss it. The uncle who plays chess in the village can talk about the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism.

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment. Since my boss is seeking Tao, he should write the word Tao.

It's all done in one go.

road!

The shopkeeper has seen a lot of calligraphy and is also a good judge of goods. He couldn't help but praise: "Good calligraphy!"

Just this one word, whether you are an expert or not, is worth the price of wine.

"Of course it's a good word!"

Ao Rong was envious, but he didn't dare to ask for words. The real immortal calligraphy treasure belonged to fate and could not be forced.

If you want to see the calligraphy of real immortals in the future, you can dream of this restaurant owner.

Zhou Yi said: "The word Pindao is of no use. It cannot comprehend the Taoism. Hanging it at home can deter some evil spirits."

The shopkeeper wasn't surprised either. Other experts said the same thing and ordered the clerk to put away the copybook and send the two of them downstairs in person.

Ao Rong reminded: "The name of your restaurant also needs to be changed. It should be called Xianlai Pavilion."

The shopkeeper said doubtfully: "Sir, this is the message left by the Dragon King. Even the county governor has praised it."

"Not to mention the Dragon King, even the Dragon King's grandfather must change!"

When Ao Rong saw Zhou Yi walking away with the cow, he quickly caught up with him.

"Sir, how do you know that the fox demon is in the east?"

"Smell it."

Zhou Yi asked: "Is that old dragon in Luoshui your grandpa?"

Ao Rong nodded. Ninety-nine percent of the dragon bloodlines in Yunzhou are related to the old dragon of Luoshui.

"It's a pity that Grandpa Ancestor took the wrong path and fled outside the territory in embarrassment. The Luoshui Dragon Palace was ruined."

"Do you think Lao Long is wrong?"

Zhou Yi's eyes were strange. Could it be that this guy was telling the truth because of the real immortal in front of him?

"The little god is just a mixed-blood green dragon. He doesn't care about the dragon clan's great cause and the future of the monster clan. He has been accustomed to Anlongjiang for three hundred years."

Ao Rong said: "Once the two clans fight, and the little god goes to drink and reveal himself, what will be left is not a good talk, but the demons causing chaos!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, knowing that peace is not easy when war comes.

Of course, hoping for peace does not mean fearing war. The world will fight for a long time, and life and death through blood and fire will determine the ownership of future interests.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was in a good mood, Ao Rong said with a shy face: "Sir, the little god invites you to drink dragon blood wine, and you can also keep a pair of calligraphy treasures!"

Zhou Yi seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said, "Why do you think Pindao left a message?"

"Um……"

Ao Rong did not dare to neglect, and after thinking carefully, he said: "The boss is sincere and will waive the money for drinks when meeting an expert, no matter he is real or fake. Finally, I met Mr."

"So, only sincerity can lead to calligraphy! The little god has a very sincere heart, especially sincere!"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said: "Put aside the sincerity of such things, you need to have money first. There will be people in the restaurant eating and drinking. If you don't have money, it will be closed before you meet me!"

Ao Rong pondered deeply. The words spoken by a true immortal must have profound meanings and must be understood sentence by sentence.

"Sir, you are saying that only with continuous high investment can you get high returns. Taoism and Buddhism control the skills and spiritual objects. They can recruit talented disciples, create more skills, and occupy more spiritual objects. Side sects can only always be side sects... …”

"With this, we can understand the great truth that the strong are always strong!"

Ao Rong suddenly bowed and saluted: "Thank you, sir, for your guidance!"

"is not what it means……"

Zhou Yi suddenly asked: "Are there two trees in front of your house?"

Ao Rong looked bitter, shook his head and said: "Sir, you are wise, the little god can only understand the surface!"

"You're overthinking it. You just want Pindao's words. Don't go to such trouble."

Zhou Yi said: "When Pindao lived in seclusion in Luojing, he copied a lot of Taoist scriptures and exchanged them for money. If you want them, buy them. If you buy a few more, you will always find the real ones."

"Hiss! Immortal fate is left in the Taoist scriptures, and those who are destined and rich can get it!"

Ao Rong took a breath of air and praised: "Sir, you are so wonderful, every move has deep meaning!"

"Your flattery skills are no good!"

"The little god is magnanimous and never flatters you!"

The streets were bustling with people, and no one noticed that one person, one cow, and one dragon disappeared silently.

…

Nameless Valley.

The flowers are in full bloom, and many flowers of different seasons bloom together.

There is a fence in the valley, and a few hens are clucking. There is a thatched house in the middle, and the sound of reading can be heard from it.

Ao Rong patted Chai Men hard and shouted: "Boy Zheng, come out!"

A handsome young man with a pale face came out of the house, holding annotations on the Five Classics in his hand. When he saw Ao Rong, he opened the door quickly and bowed to salute.

"I've seen God Ao Jiang!"

"Hmph! It seems that the fox demon has told you his identity as a god. Why don't you listen to the advice?"

Ao Rong walked around the yard and mocked: "How can a thousand-year-old fox pretend to be kind? Does he really intend to live with you for a long time?"

"Lord Jiang Shen, Yue Niang has been eating vegetarian food every day since we got married and devoted herself to Taoism."

Zheng Yu said loudly: "According to the laws of the Qian Dynasty, monsters are considered good if they do not violate the law and will not be arrested and expelled. As a god canonized by the imperial court, does Jiang Shen not know the law?"

"Don't argue with me and act like you are not afraid of power!"

Ao Rong showed the injury on his chest and said: "My injury is caused by the fox demon. If I go to the capital to file a complaint, I will definitely be included in the Monster Slaying Department's pursuit report!"

Ao Rong had actually reported it to the court, but the first-grade demon king was already at the top of the mortal world, making it difficult to catch him.

The fox demon did not kill humans, but fell in love with a scholar and lived in isolation. The Demon Slayer Division only opened a case for investigation.

Zheng Yu didn't know this. When he heard the demon-slaying department and the fatwa, he immediately panicked and bowed down to pray.

"Lord Jiang Shen, my wife and I truly love each other. She has never harmed anyone. I hope you will forgive her!"

"You said it didn't harm anyone. Did you know it before? How can you guarantee it in the future?"

Ao Rong snorted coldly: "Go and call her out quickly. I will arrest her today. I really can't sentence her to death. You can wait for her to come out and renew your relationship..."

Zheng Yu said: "I am not in good health today. I am infected with the cold. My wife has gone to the mountains to collect medicine!"

"It is indeed a harmful fox. It has said that the reason for your weak body is that you have been corroded by evil spirits!"

Ao Rong said: "The erosion of the demonic energy shows that the fox demon is not good. Do you really think that this god does not distinguish between good and bad?"

"Ahem! Of course I know, it's already written in the fairy book."

Zheng Yu coughed violently several times, his face was pale, and blood marks on the veins were highlighted.

Just as Ao Rong was about to scold him, a ray of light flew from a distance and instantly transformed into a woman in a snow-white Taoist robe.

The woman was fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was pretty and charming. She was holding a purple Ganoderma lucidum in her hand. She was none other than the fox demon Hu Jiuyue.

"You're such a scoundrel, you're here to harass me and your husband again, you really think I don't dare to be cruel!"

Ao Rong was horrified by the aura of the first-level demon king and took a few steps back. He then thought of the immortal protection and stepped forward again.

"You fox demon, you have violated the laws of Daqian and committed the crime of harming others with your evil spirit. You also controlled your own magic power and injured this god, which is an added crime!"

Ao Rong said: "At this time, if you are captured obediently, there is still a glimmer of hope, otherwise... hum!"

"The shameless snake must have such courage because there is someone behind him!"

Hu Jiuyue's eyes flickered, and the demonic aura swept across the entire valley, but no strange aura was found.

There was a formation arranged by Hu Jiuyue in the valley. Once someone broke in, the induction ban would be triggered, so she quickly returned from the way to collect medicine.

"Are you looking for poverty?"

Zhou Yi rides a sacred bull and his figure appears from nothing.

Hu Jiuyue frowned. The fox fairy's spiritual eyes couldn't see through the Taoist's depth.

The spiritual light fell on the Taoist without causing any ripples, as if a drop of water merged into the ocean.

What shocked Hu Jiuyue was that the ox under the Taoist's seat was also incomprehensible, as if it was really an ordinary cattle in the field!

"You fox demon seems to have some connection with an old friend of Pindao."

Zhou Yi waved his hand gently, and his magic power turned into a big hand and grabbed it overwhelmingly. The vitality of heaven and earth imprisoned Hu Jiuyue, and he couldn't even use his escape technique.

Carrying Hu Jiuyue in front of him, Zhou Yi said coldly.

"What is your relationship with Jingtai?"

"Jingtai?"

Hu Jiuyue's eyes were confused and confused.

Zhouyi suddenly realized that Emperor Jingtai did not reveal his identity as the leader of the Heavenly Demon Alliance until his death. After his death, the Demon Alliance collapsed, and his elders and deacons regained their freedom.

"Are you a remnant of the Heavenly Demon Alliance?"