I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years

"I have been slaying demons for thirty years (!

Fairy apricot.

It is the fairy roots that Lei Zhenzi eats.

After taking it, the body will transform and become close to Fenglei and become a fairy.

Flat peaches extend life for three thousand, and fairy apricots change their roots and bones, neither can directly increase mana.

"To become ugly, or to become stronger, this is a question worth considering!"

Zhou Yi determined that taking Xianxing will give birth to double wings and become an ugly birdman.

Many people will say that big is good and strong is beautiful. However, being strong is only temporary, and ugliness will accompany you for a lifetime.

Moreover, the posture of becoming a fairy is no better than Zhou Yi's small goal.

"This stuff is still reserved for people who are destined. Maybe there is someone who is even uglier than Lei Zhenzi. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds to take Xianxing?"

Zhou Yi put away the Xian Xing and brought Pei Heihu's corpse to the refining cave.

Compared with the lively Demon Refining Cave, the number of Demon Dao demon is much less, and the spirit of resentment is not bad at all.

Glancing at the bottomless abyss, he threw the corpse into it and turned and left.

This is the emperor Jingtai taboo, maybe he is staring at him secretly at the moment, anyway, there are eight clones in the prison, and he can explore the refining cave at any time.

In recent days, evil corpses often appeared in the prison, all of which were beheaded by Zhou Yi's clone.

The other torturers were asleep, completely unaware of death

According to the news of Zhou Yi's inquiries, the evil corpses will appear more and more frequently, and now all of them disappear silently, which will disrupt many plans of the people behind the scenes.

If the pace is messy, more feet will be revealed.

Zhou Yi left the prison, returned the token, and got some merits.

Even if it is a small effort, the masters of **** refinement will be rewarded for meritorious service.

Only by gaining income and being fair and just can we unite all the monks and support the rule of the Dagan court.

Replied to the errand, handed back his waistband, and Zhou Yi returned to the Wu Department.

Pushing the door in, found that the inner space had expanded several times.

The small office, which was originally less than two feet, has become a large flat floor with a radius of ten feet. .

Several beautiful maids were standing at the door, and saw Zhou Yi coming in. There were left and right ministers, leading the way in front, and following behind.

There are red, green and green warblers and swallows in the room.

After a few breaths, the painting is finished.

Then I saw a beautiful woman coming out of the painting, with bright eyes and white teeth, peach cheeks smiling, dancing lightly.

This woman Zhou Yi recognized that it seemed that the oiran selected by Chunfeng Lou in July last year was Yaoyao or Qingqing.

Zhou Yi suddenly felt that the women serving in the right, left, and right directions might all be oirans of a certain period.

It was taken out alone and placed in the Chunfeng Building. It was a stunning beauty sought after by thousands of people. At this time, there were more than 20 small offices, and the appearance suddenly fell to nothing.

Chen Ying crawled out of the powder pile and greeted with excitement.

"Brother Zhou, Zhang's painting skills are truly incredible!"

"Lao Zhang has condensed his true meaning in painting?"

Zhou Yi was surprised. Zhang Cheng had reached the limit before. Even if he was a high-ranking master, he was already talented to break through in ten or eight years.

"Discussing the Dharma with the monk, I get a little bit."

Zhang Cheng smiled proudly and said, "Since the fame of poor Taoism has spread, I don't know how, it is like a divine help when practicing. Last night, I had a night talk with Girl Xuan Xuan and realized the true meaning of painting!"

When the painting reaches its true artistic conception, the scroll becomes real with a few splashes of ink.

It is rumored that there is a master of painting, who spent a hundred years to paint the style of a world, and the day of success will become the master of the world.

Among the top three high-ranking scholars of the philosophers, the largest number is the Great Confucianism, and the Mohist school followed the law school, and other schools are extremely rare. It's not that the elementary school is not strong, but the fundamental reason is that it is difficult to practice. Unlike Confucianism, there is a clear path before super quality.

Zhou Yi looked at a room of oirans and couldn't help saying: "The true meaning of Zhang Ge's paintings is incredible!"

"In the beginning, the oiran is the only stranger who can do the finishing touch!"

Zhang Cheng was half nostalgic and half sighing: "Lao Zhang, when I was fourteen years old, met with Fa Xiao to go to Goulan to play. I still remember going to the best place in the county town, ordering the most expensive girl to accompany, and beating his father the hardest!"

"In a blink of an eye, it has been nearly three hundred years...The true meaning of painting should be in Goulan Oiran, perhaps it is destined by God!"

Chen Ying praised: "Brother Zhang, really is a role model for our generation! It is not absurd to go to Chunfeng Tower, it is study, enlightenment, and serious practice!"

"Hehehe, Lao Zhang helps you enlighten you!"

With a stroke of Zhang Cheng's brush, the faces of several beautiful women surrounding Chen Ying quickly became old, and their blue hair turned white in a flash.

The gray-haired old woman, nestled in Chen Ying's arms, smiled shyly from time to time.

"???"

When Chen Ying's three legs became soft, she pushed away the chicken skin old woman.

"Gluck!"

The old woman laughed strangely, her face continued to grow old, the age spots quickly rotted away, and the skin on her face fell off in pieces.

The red face turned withered bones, the creaking bones rubbed, and the palms of the white bones hooked Chen Ying's chin, and they were eager to kiss each other.

"Uh--"

Chen Ying rolled her eyes and fainted.

Zhou Yi couldn't help but couldn't help but commented: "These oirans have about five ranks of strength. They attack in groups when fighting, and they are not afraid of death. There is indeed a mystery in painting."

Jiao Didi's glamorous oiran has the strength of the fifth rank, and the suppression of Chen Ying can't resist.

Instead, Zhang Cheng shook his head and said: "The fighting method is no better than the Confucian legalists. Unless the fifth-rank thugs are tens of thousands, they are just cannon fodder before refining the gods."

The painting monk waved his hand and sprinkled out a hundred scrolls of paintings, which seemed to be chic, but in fact it was not very effective. Until the painting of the first grade draws the third grade, the combat power can be equal to that of the same level.

If you lose, you will gain. In addition to being bad at fighting, painting is omnipotent in other aspects.

Painting the alchemy tripod can be used to refine alchemy.

The array drawing method is directly refined into an array map.

When painting monsters, the mount changes every day.

Drawing symbols and seals is even more of an incumbent.

This office has been enlarged several times.

Zhou Yi withdrew from the left and right maid, visualizing the return of Wan Jian to the sect, slowly recovering the Yin God.

Approaching the down value.

Chen Ying finally got rid of the fear of her red face and withered bones, and restored the male style, and met with Zhou Yi Zhang Cheng in the Chunfeng Tower.

"Look at Lao Zhang's methods!"

Zhang Cheng waved a few splashes of ink, and a lifelike five-color **** appeared on the rice paper.

Moo!

The sacred cow screamed and emerged from the picture scroll, seemingly like a real sacred cow.

Following the method, there were three more sacred cows in the house after a while.

"Today we are riding a bull, and we will surely be able to get a big surprise, and maybe we can save tonight's expenses."

Zhang Cheng said that he stepped on the cow's back, patted the cow's head, and the **** cow's feet gave birth to five-colored clouds of smoke and headed towards the Chunfeng Tower.

Since riding the real oxen, the value of oxen has been increasing day by day. Three sacred cows appearing indistinguishable from real celestial beings, just a gimmick is enough for Chunfeng Tower to make a fortune.

really.

Sanniu arrived at the Chunfeng Tower, attracting a large crowd of onlookers.

Who watched the girl dance, commented on the sacred bull, boldly stepped forward and touched it.

There are a few wealthy businessmen and gentry who have big business for themselves, praying for Zhang Cheng to sell cattle, and are willing to exchange it for equal weight of gold.

"Will this seat be short of golden pickles?"

Zhang Cheng pretended to be generous and walked away. In fact, the sacred cow, who painted the true meaning of Taoism, disappeared after one day at most.

"Ouch, Master Zhang, Master Zhou, Master Chen, it's finally here!"

The old bustard of Chunfenglou has already changed people. After the auction of Qianhuan Sect Master, for fear of the oiran who is favored by the master of refinement, he said something bad about Chunfenglou.

"Lao Zhang, didn't I just come here yesterday?"

"If you don't see Master Zhang for a day, it's like three autumns!"

The old bustard was talking and laughing, and led the three of them to an exquisite elegant room: "Today the owner bought some interesting new products from Jiaofangsi. I wonder if Master Zhang is interested?"

"Go ahead."

Zhang Cheng flicked his finger, and the big pearl of his thumb fell on the old bustard's chest.

The old bustard is worthy of being a professional.

"The three masters, wait a minute, let's make arrangements."

The old bustard left soon.

The oiran, who was singing on the stage, retreated and replaced it with a group of female dances.

These women were born with gorgeous looks and graceful postures, and all of them are not bad oirans. It's a pity that the dance moves are unfamiliar, and the coordination of each other is also messy, causing the audience to sigh.

咚咚咚——

Suddenly there was the sound of beating drums, and the women who were dancing turned pale with fright, and some were so frightened that they were so frightened that they couldn't move.

"what?"

Zhou Yi said in surprise and waved his hand to capture a ray of light from the drums.

The aura keeps flashing, echoing with the restraint inside the woman on stage.

With the sound of the drum, the restraint was activated, and the women frowned and trembled in pain.

Zhang Cheng wondered: "When was the Chunfeng Tower so generous and willing to use blood to restrain the girl?"

"Brother Zhang carefully smelled..."

The tip of Zhou Yi's nose moved slightly, and said, "There is a monster in them!"

When Zhang Cheng heard the words, his eyes flashed, and he immediately saw through the woman on stage.

"Half demon!?"

At this time, the dance on stage changed again.

I saw the women trembling with the sound of drums, and tails slowly emerged behind them, foxtails, snaketails, cattails, rabbit tails...

His face also gradually changed, and monster patterns appeared on his white face, and his ears, nose, mouth and eyes became half-human and half-demon.

hiss! call!

There was a sound of cold air from the stage, all eyes widened and looked at the tail, no matter how good the dance was.

With the popularity of the torturer's talk and the search for monsters, the mystery of the monster clan has been unveiled in front of ordinary people. Although there are worries and fears in their hearts, desires have overcome fear.

Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the demon **** the stage is in a weak state, and there is no time for mercy and love to shout and scream.

The drums gradually stopped, and the pain was relieved, but the women did not dare to stop and continued dancing.

At this time, no one disliked that the dance did not perform well, and they all applauded. Whatever the silver ingot jade pendant catches and throws, it is like reading a book in a cool place, without spending money and not having fun!

"come over."

Zhou Yi waved his hand, and the bustard, who was always paying attention, came over.

The old bustard said proudly, "Master Zhou, are you still satisfied?"

Zhou Yi asked, "Do you know that they are not pure-blooded demon races, they have half of human blood in their bodies?"

"Of course I know, the officials of Jiaofang Division said, they are all half-monsters born of humans and demons."

The old bustard seemed to sense Zhou Yi's unhappiness, and said cautiously: "If it is a real monster, the owner will not dare to keep it."

"Humph!"

Zhou Yi coldly snorted noncommittal: "Where are they from?"

The old bust deliberately said: "Master Zhou, a few days ago, a new law was promulgated to prohibit the love between monsters and monsters. Their parents violated the law..."

"Brother Zhou, Brother Bai told me about this. He participated in several arrests."

Chen Ying took the conversation and said: "The imperial court demanded to separate immediately before the promulgation of the law, and to never see each other, so we will forget the past."

"However, there are many **** couples who have lived for ten or twenty years. Faced with court decree, they would rather die than separate, and will be sent to jail for the crime of demon and await trial."

"The family property is confiscated, the men are enlisted in southern Xinjiang, and the women are enrolled in the teaching workshop."

The old bustard nodded repeatedly and said, "That's it. The owner bought it from the court, and everything is in accordance with the court's laws. Lord Zhou, if you don't like it, let's change it right away?"

The owner of the Chunfeng Tower is very discerning. It is expected that the Half-Monster will become the signboard of the Chunfeng Tower, so it took a lot of money and access to buy the Half-Monster.

as predicted.

The first appearance of the new year made the guests very much sought after.

But no matter how much money you make, you can't make Master Zhou unhappy. This is the first day that the owner has been on the bustard, and he has repeatedly told him.

"never mind."

Zhou Yi waved his hand, suddenly feeling a little disappointed.

The old bustard retired quickly, thinking about his favorite song secretly, and arranged it immediately when the half-demon dance was over.

"Old Zhou, just get used to it."

Zhang Cheng said leisurely: "When I was as old as you, I didn't feel happy in my heart. Now I smashed this Chunfeng Tower. However, after living for a long time, I have seen more tragedies, and I can't get angry anymore."

Zhou Yi Yao Yao head, did not explain anything.

The half-demon is not accepted by the demon, and is regarded as a different kind in the human race, and can only hide in the dark and die alive.

Now exposed to the sun, fate can no longer be controlled by others, and rests in the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy of others.

Zhou Yi comforted himself that there is no good result in the relationship between the monsters, not that the monsters have no real feelings, but that you can't just care about love.

What happened today is the throes of reform.

Half of the stage stumbling and stumbling to finish the dance, the old bustard shouted from customers, and immediately ordered people to change the track.

"Daisy in the Dragon Palace."

Two distinguished guests in the Chunfeng Tower, Zhang Cheng likes to make trouble in Jinluan, and Zhou Yi loves to make trouble in Dragon Palace.

This repertoire has been filled and modified by many literati and influential people. From the initial prototype of the story, it has gradually become a classic. Its core power is the dragon palace of the human race, and it directly hits the people's longing.

Of course, the revised story has a cause, a history, and a combination of wits and courage. It is very attractive to the audience, but it is very different from the real history.

"good!"

Zhou Yi was happy to hear it, and waved a few silver coins.

The old bustard suddenly opened his eyes and smiled, and bowed his head to pick up the gift from the master to distinguish it from the other guests.

The time flies quickly when I push the cup and change the light, and it is already close to the time.

Zhang Cheng and Chen Ying looked at each other, their hearts itching, but they waited until Zhou Yi left.

According to the usual situation, Zhouyi would leave the meeting before Zishi, and the two of them asked ten or eight girls to go to the second floor for an in-depth discussion.

When it's over.

Chen Ying motioned with Zhang Cheng's eyes and asked, "Brother Zhou, when are you leaving?"

"Stay overnight tonight!"

Zhou Yi's voice was not loud ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but Zhang Cheng exclaimed.

"Lao Zhou, have you finally figured it out?"

"I don't want to figure it out... It's an uninvited guest at home, I don't want to see it."

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "I only drink and listen to music. If you are tired, go to the second floor by yourself."

"How can this work!"

Zhang Cheng rolled his eyes and patted his chest to make sure.

"I'll talk to the old bustard, those two fox girls are not bad, I will arrange them for you..."

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