Begin immortality by slaying demons

“…”

Ye Lan had never thought that she would get such a straightforward answer.

In fact, she did not completely trust this young man last time. The more important reason was that she felt that this person had just joined the Demon Slayer Division and was still relatively inexperienced. He should be the kind of person who was restrained when doing things.

In short, he was more obedient.

And this trip to Baiyun Cave was a joint action of the three prefectures' Demon Slayer Divisions.

Ye Lan knew the character of the demon slayers very well. They would probably regard Shen Yi as a show-off, and would not have any so-called respect for him because of his identity as a demon slayer.

This is a good thing.

She had never thought of asking Shen Yi to be a good demon slayer. How could a young cultivator have the strength and judgment ability of this realm? The other party only needed to be an eyeliner who honestly watched Meng Xiuwen for her.

Let the surname Meng be a little more restrained.

But the current situation obviously exceeded Ye Lan's expectations.

If Shen Yi could really do such a big trick under the noses of the other two demon-slaying officials, it would not be a simple matter of disobedience.

She seemed to have personally promoted a second Meng Xiuwen, and judging from the attitude of the other party when he responded to her just now, this boy might be even worse than the one with the surname Meng.

"Huh."

Ye Lan exhaled a breath of fresh air, slightly turned sideways, and rubbed her eyebrows.

Due to the special nature of the Demon-Slaying Department, they did not have the concept of dismissal. The court could not allow a person who knew about the Demon-Slaying Department to return to the outside world, or even worship the three religions, or become an official in heaven.

But she could not really throw Shen Yi into prison or even behead him because of her momentary mistake. Wouldn't that be purely mentally ill?

As for letting Ye Jing be the demon-slaying official again... she couldn't even control one Meng Xiuwen, let alone two, there was no point at all.

Then there was only one way to go.

Fortunately, this young man was just seeing the clues, unlike Meng Xiuwen who had become an old hand, and there was still a chance to teach him well.

"Since it was your first offense, let it go this time. In the future, unless it is necessary, usually we will investigate and report to the higher-ups, and then take action after receiving orders."

Ye Lan's voice became gentler, and she even squeezed out a rare and barely detectable smile: "Do you understand?"

"I understand." Shen Yi nodded lightly.

"Hmm?" Meng Xiuwen was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at the two of them. This was not right. He had caused trouble before, but Ye Lan didn't have this attitude.

"Come with me."

Ye Lan turned and walked away, bringing Shen Yi to an open and secluded place, and then turned around: "Sit down."

As she spoke, she took out an iron plate, and her fingertips ran over it, and a thick yellow mist appeared.

Twisting the mist, Ye Lan looked at Shen Yi: "This is the salary of the Demon Slayer Division. Although your trip was reckless, you have saved the Divine Dynasty from disaster after all, and you can receive the imperial qi."

"To use this thing to overcome the heart calamity, you need to prepare many things in advance to avoid being trapped in it forever."

"Therefore, this time I will use it to adjust your realm for you... your foundation is too poor."

Ye Lan seemed to be able to see through the Cangmu in Shen Yi's body at a glance, and frowned instinctively, but then thought of the difficulty of casual cultivation, and the tip of her brows relaxed again.

It is not easy to use unconventional methods to cultivate to the realm of true immortal perfection, so how can you ask for too much.

In an instant, she clenched her five fingers, and the imperial qi instantly dissipated, turning into thousands of threads and sinking into Shen Yi's body.

The imperial qi is transformed by the will of all living beings.

Ye Lan closed her eyes, hiding the momentary distraction of her eyes. Soon, she digested the calamity power for others, and the remaining purest yellow mist had already seeped into the withered tree.

The power of one calamity made the tree green again, with new buds sprouting and silver light scattered.

"..."

Shen Yi sat cross-legged, feeling the powerful spiritual energy contained in the tree surge again.

For the seventh-grade realm, six calamities are already perfect. The extra calamity of the imperial energy did not allow the realm to be broken through, but made up for the previous defects.

At this moment, relying solely on the power of the true immortal, it can finally be comparable to the white rhino seal.

"Work hard, don't be impatient, what you can get, even the disciples of the three religions will envy."

Ye Lan retracted her palm. Based on the matter of Baiyun Cave, even if there was no mistake, it would be impossible to obtain more than one calamity of imperial energy, and the difference was far. This was her personal gift.

Last time, I didn't think it through. If you want people to listen, you have to give them some benefits first.

"Thank you."

Shen Yi carefully felt the changes and raised his eyes slightly.

One calamity of the imperial qi is nothing to him, it is just something equivalent to the life span of a demon. He still has more than 160 calamities on his body, so he doesn't need to digest any calamity power.

But this method of using the imperial qi to regulate the realm is something that Shen Yi can't touch now.

"Whether it is a true immortal or a celestial immortal, they are actually preparing to pick the fruit of the Tao."

Perhaps because she had just spent some energy, Ye Lan also sat down on the ground neatly. Whether she was dressed or acted, she was quite heroic. Only after sitting down, the action of holding her knees with both hands showed a bit of tenderness.

"There are six calamities for a true immortal. If you don't pursue a too powerful fruit of the Tao, there are only three calamities for a celestial immortal. You have already gone through most of it."

"But even the most common Tao Fruit, the kind ranked at the end, will take at least dozens of calamities and millions of years to survive the calamity of the physical body. Think about how many times you will be reincarnated and how many ways to extend your life you will have to find. ”

Ye Lan sighed softly. Perhaps it was because there was only a newcomer next to her and she didn't know much about the Demon Slayer Division. She relaxed rarely, put her fair and pretty face on her knees, and looked sideways: " The Demon Slayer Division is a good opportunity for you, seize the opportunity, keep enough imperial energy, and don't cause trouble again."

"I'm really at my wits end."

At this point, a hint of helplessness flashed across the woman's eyes.

It is true that her subordinates worked hard, but after finishing the work, a simple "someone will take care of it" means that she has to deal with those beings who have also picked the Tao Fruit.

She was still too young in front of those people, and occasionally felt exhausted.

"Tell me, who did you provoke again this time, the Patriarch Baiyun? How did you get it done under the eyes of the Immortal Official?"

How troublesome it is to offend a seventh-grade immortal official depends on what aspect of the matter he is responsible for and how wide his connections are in the immortal court.

Of course, the simplest way is to directly isolate this news from the mortal world.

"fine."

Shen Yi shook her head. These two short words made Ye Lan stunned for a moment.

After he came to his senses, General Yanlan frowned subconsciously. It's not scary to get into trouble. What's most scary is to hide it after getting into trouble, leading to a catastrophe. This is in the Demon Slaying Division. Chuno is an absolute no-no.

But before she could reprimand him, she saw Shen Yi ponder for a moment, then turned to look at her: "At least it's okay for the time being."

Eyes facing each other.

Ye Lan pursed her lips. It seemed that these two sentences were saying the same thing, but in fact they meant completely different things.

The latter shows that Shen Yi has his own judgment on the matter and is not just talking nonsense.

But for a true immortal who has just joined the Demon Slayer Division, how can he judge?

The Demon Slayer does have the power to guard a place, but the other party had better make sure it can shoulder the corresponding responsibilities.

Ye Lan was silent for a long time, then stood up slowly: "If something goes wrong with this matter, you will lose your head, and even I can't stop it, but if nothing goes wrong..."

Most demon slayers, after getting into trouble, would simply leave the matter of wiping their butts to their superiors.

As much imperial energy as you eat, you can do as many things as you want.

This was the first time she had encountered someone who saved her boss's troubles like this.

"Thank you."

Ye Lan took out a letter from his arms, leaned over and placed it on the ground. He turned around and headed towards the Tutu Temple: "I do have important things to attend to. I won't be able to take care of Jianyang Mansion next time. I will take you with me then." , Jing'er said that you are an assistant practitioner, and you must be very interested in the teachings of the great Bodhisattva."

This letter from my biological sister briefly described the trip, but it was not very clear. It seemed that some key information was concealed.

There is only one thing she wants to express, and that is that Master Shen in her mouth is a good person and quite capable, so she advises herself not to be too harsh.

Therefore, Ye Lan would talk to Shen Yi alone today.

Do you really think that you are happy to be a nanny just by taking care of things? But you are disliked for it.

OK, let’s delegate the power.

Since the other party wants to be a real demon slayer, that's fine. They just need to let him prove whether he has the ability to guard a place.

Ye Lan didn't look back and flew straight towards the sky.

"What are you doing..."

Shen Yi watched the woman leave in silence, her expression gradually becoming strange.

General Yanlan seems to have misunderstood.

The reason why he wanted to remind him that nothing happened for the time being was just because Qinghua was handling the matter in Baiyun Cave, and the Demon Slayer Division was inexplicably involved, which might cause other troubles.

But I can't say it clearly.

After all, Shen Yi really couldn't explain it. He couldn't say that he had a seventh-grade immortal official in the sky as Bi Mawen, and he was also a Zhenshi. The two of them could communicate with each other anytime and anywhere, and they could react immediately before problems occurred.

What do you mean you can't take care of Jianyang Mansion for the time being, and look like you are giving up.

Isn't this funny?

Leave the huge Jianyang Mansion directly to a newcomer who has just arrived.

Shen Yi never thought about proving anything. Even the reason why he joined the Demon Slayer Division was because he wanted to find a big tree to rely on temporarily.

Now this "big tree" just slaps its butt and leaves?

"There shouldn't be any problems."

Thinking of this, Shen Yi's eyelids twitched slightly. After all, he was still at the feet of the Divine Dynasty. Two things that happened one after another were already ridiculous. It should be calm for a few months.

That's all, there's no need to worry about it.

Look for the best in everything.

Previously, General Yanlan mentioned the Dharma lectures given by the giants of the Bodhi Sect. If he really took him there, he would have the opportunity to complete the path of the practitioner.

When the time comes, with the support of the demon Shouyuan for more than a hundred kalpas, he can directly win the Dragon-Tiger fruit position and reach the fifth-grade Arhat realm, then most of the troubles will no longer be considered troubles.

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Jianyang Mansion, at the end of the long street.

It was noon, and the street was bustling with people. Two figures with bare right shoulders slowly stepped onto the hot bluestone. The straw sandals under their feet were tattered, and their bodies were thin and thin, looking like ascetics.

They walked through the streets but did not beg for food.

Until they entered a civilian alley.

Outside a flat house somewhere, an ascetic monk was earnestly persuading the old lady. Before he could finish speaking, two rough palms had already patted his shoulders.

The monk looked back, and then his face showed surprise: "Brother Zhiming! Brother Zhiqing! Why are you here?"

It was Monk Zhikong who was still recovering the golden book.

"Come."

The two smiled at each other, shook their heads slightly, and then waved him into the deserted alley.

"The elders are worried that you are too immature and are deceived by the spiritual light. The Dragon and Tiger Sutra is of great importance, so they sent me and I to help and capture him back to the sect." Monk Zhiqing stood still and slowly said his intention. .

While talking, the two of them were closely observing Zhikong's reaction.

"Elder, you are too worried. I have already taken back the Dragon and Tiger Sutra from Senior Brother Lingguang. Once the matter here is resolved, I will send it back to the religion immediately." Monk Zhikong did not doubt that he was there, and immediately smiled and said the previous Things come to light.

Hearing these words, the two new Bodhi Sect disciples obviously breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other. Finally, Zhiqing said: "Thank you for your hard work, Junior Brother, but the Dragon and Tiger Sutra is too important. If it is already Take it back, can you let us take a look, so that we can feel at ease."

"That's natural!"

Monk Zhikong took out the gold-leaf booklet from his tattered monk's robes and handed it to the two of them.

Seeing the Dragon and Tiger Sutra with his own eyes, Monk Zhiming hurriedly stretched out his hands, held it in his palms with eager eyes, rubbed it carefully for a long time, and then reluctantly raised his head: "Junior brother, I guess you haven't read it before, right?"

When they asked this question, the eyes of the two of them could not hide their heat, and the anticipation in their pupils almost overflowed from their eyes.

However, Monk Zhikong's reaction was to pour cold water on them: "Brother, what are you talking about? The elders sent me to retrieve the scriptures. How can I read this without the consent of the teacher?"

The two of them quietly clenched their fists, somewhat hating that iron could not become steel.

If they were anyone else, they would definitely think they were being deceived, and they wouldn't say it even if they saw it, but this is Zhi Kong... this is a fool!

If the other party has checked it once, they can also take the opportunity to ask for it to be checked again, but now——

Zhiqing forced a smile and said, "It's okay if you haven't read it. We are too talkative. However, I think my junior brother seems to have other things to be busy with. Why don't you give this sutra to me and let us escort you back to the church to avoid anything happening?" meaning……"

Before he finished speaking, the booklet was already withdrawn by Monk Zhikong with a whoosh: "Senior Brother, I'm sorry, my elders told me before I came out that I must send it back in person. Please don't worry, Senior Brother, I will be careful."

Zhiming looked at his empty palms, his fingertips twitching slightly.

He raised his head angrily and couldn't help but complain: "I heard what my junior brother said earlier, who invited some Taoist monk from the Ziyun Sect and some kind of friend Shen Xian. I can't trust outsiders, but I can't trust my fellow disciples."

After hearing this, Monk Zhikong's face suddenly changed slightly, showing a hint of guilt: "Senior brother, senior brother has misunderstood, Zhikong didn't mean that."

Zhiqing keenly captured this detail, narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and suddenly interjected: "Junior brother, no one else has ever seen the Dragon and Tiger Sutra, right?"

The seemingly casual question caused Monk Zhikong to fall into silence.

He lowered his eyes slightly and stared at the tips of his shoes.

Roll the throat several times.

After a while, Zhikong finally put his palms together, closed his eyes and said, "No."