Begin immortality by slaying demons

Qingzhou, Yushan County.

The moon is like water.

On the quiet long street, a big man in a short coat burped drunkenly.

He shook his head and suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Looking towards the sky in a daze.

I saw a long sword hovering in the air more than ten feet high, looking at me indifferently like an eagle.

The next moment, the sword light, which was richer than the moonlight, poured down.

Pfft——

The big man's body was dismembered in an instant, and the pieces of meat fell to the ground, turning into huge downy limbs. The ferocious beast's head widened its eyes, filled with deep confusion.

The plasma spread uncontrollably, dyeing the bluestone tiles dark red.

The long sword turned around and headed towards Qingzhou City.

He crossed the city, flew into the Zhenmo Si Yamen, and finally landed on a stone table in a quiet courtyard. The clean sword did not have any blood stains on it.

Jiang Yuanhua opened his eyes, looking a little tired.

The Yin God can leave the body and wander around, but patrolling city after city is really a tiring task.

Bai Ziming handed over the tonic tea soup that had been prepared: "Master, please use tea."

"You are the only one who is somewhat filial. The others..."

Jiang Yuanhua took the tea cup and moistened his throat calmly.

Bai Ziming coughed: "Senior sister and the others are back."

"Among the others, Qiu Lan is still sensible." Jiang Yuanhua put down the teacup and looked outside the courtyard.

It’s only been a little over a month in total, why am I back now?

Even if the prince has a problem, he probably doesn't dare to show it in front of his mother and concubine.

Qiu Lan has a cold temperament and rarely gets angry with others.

When two people like this get along, they must be polite and there will be no problems. In the eyes of Princess Ji, she probably thinks that the situation has improved gradually among young people.

Once she feels at ease in her heart, she won't be stingy about inviting a Hunyuan Grandmaster from Xuanguang Cave for Qingzhou.

When the time comes to deal with Xiaoyue Demon King, there will be no need to pay attention to this sour old lady.

"Go and ask your senior sister to come over. I have something to ask her."

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuanhua nodded lightly.

Bai Ziming was about to take a step forward to invite someone, but he saw a man wearing an ink shirt walking in slowly.

"How's it going?" Jiang Yuanhua smiled.

Jiang Qiulan looked at the master quietly: "I offended Princess Ji, and she asked me to give you a message."

As soon as he said this, the smile on Jiang Yuanhua's face froze slightly, but he still said patiently: "What are you talking about?"

"She said that when you are beheaded by the Xiaoyue Demon King, you must remember that it is all my credit."

After Jiang Qiulan finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

Listening to this calm tone, Bai Ziming subconsciously looked away and took two steps back to the side.

As expected of a senior sister, there was no sense of violation when these words came out of her mouth.

Jiang Yuanhua put away his smile and watched his apprentice walk away expressionlessly, until his figure disappeared into the night.

He looked back at the sword on the table.

His eyes were as calm as an ancient well.

"Master, don't you want to do something to your senior sister?" Bai Ziming suddenly felt a little nervous.

But he saw his master glance at him, as if he was looking at an idiot.

Jiang Yuanhua rubbed his brows and had no intention of calling Jiang Qiulan back. From those words alone, you could tell that the way to ask for help from the princess had been completely cut off.

As for what happened, it no longer matters. The apprentice just came to inform him.

Chen Qiankun's reminder echoed inexplicably in his ears.

Everyone is betraying their relatives and leaving...

He put down his palm with emotion and was silent for a long time before saying: "Your senior brother You once explained to Qiu Lan for me that I only taught the golden macaque martial arts, gave it a sword, and let it travel and practice. I had no intention of harming it. .”

"So Senior Sister misunderstood?" Bai Ziming said softly.

"There is no misunderstanding." Jiang Yuanhua looked at the neatly arranged wine vats under the tree in the distance and said calmly: "I can see what it is going to do at a glance. I just deliberately wanted it to die, and I have never regretted it."

Hearing this, Bai Ziming stopped talking.

If you don’t regret it, then why bring it up again.

"When I was a general in Tanzhou, I saw the state city fall once. I don't want to see it a second time."

"For that, I don't give a shit."

Jiang Yuanhua stretched out his hand to take the sword, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the cold light appeared in his eyes again.

The trace of regret that had arisen in my heart before was erased in an instant.

Do you really not care... Bai Ziming quietly rolled his eyes. Obviously, compared to the failure to ask for help, the way the senior sister said those words in an understatement made the master's mood more shaken.

So much so that you have to find someone to talk it out to relieve your depression.

But as the disciple he trained, Senior Sister Jiang still cannot gain the trust of her master even though she has performed amazingly now.

How can we enjoy a normal master-disciple relationship with such a way of getting along?

"Did Aqian go back?" Jiang Yuanhua regained his composure.

"Well, the location of Xiaoyue Demon King has been sent back." Bai Ziming took out a booklet and opened it.

I saw the master glance briefly, then closed his eyes again, his whole body turned into a sculpture again, and the sword swept through the sky again!

The long-term confrontation has become a daily routine between this martial immortal and the demon king.

This time I'm afraid it will be another few months of meditation.

…

In a side courtyard of the Demon-Suppressing Division.

Shen Yi sat quietly on the edge of the bed and looked inwards, with a bit of doubt in her expression.

I saw that in the air sea, I don’t know when there were many more faint white lights, and there seemed to be a lot of them.

The Tiantian Neidan quickly absorbed it, making it look like a jade pill filled with white mist.

What is this?

Only a gentle knock on the door was heard.

He opened his eyes again: "Please come in."

Jiang Qiulan pushed the door open and entered without mentioning the general soldier. She knew that the other party would not be interested, let alone care what the general soldier thought.

"I'm going back to Yushan County."

She sat down at the table. She was used to being alone, but today she suddenly thought of saying goodbye to the other party: "If there is any problem..."

"I want to know what kind of breath will come to me."

Shen Yi was sure that this was not the effect of any demon martial arts, so he didn't hide it and asked directly.

Hearing this, Jiang Qiulan was slightly startled: "Xianghuo Yuli... But you are only a temporary general, so this should not happen."

She thought for a while and then said: "Are you at Qingzhou Temple?"

Ever since the imperial court established the Demon Suppression Department, there has been no such thing as a temple for demons to be built with great fanfare. Even if they were, it would at best be limited to a small area due to special circumstances.

"..." Shen Yi shook his head. How could he have the spare time to make a statue of himself and place it in a temple? Just thinking about it made him extremely embarrassed.