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

"Brother Zhang, where is your home in Luojing?"

Zhou Yi asked Zhang Cheng where he lived for the first time and planned to move in nearby.

The area around Qingfeng Xiaozhu has almost become a ghost house, inhabited by a group of fake Taoist priests who dream of cultivating immortality and practicing Qi.

Unable to bear the pain of physical training and the boringness of Qi training, he devoted himself to meditating, chanting sutras, and dreaming of gathering the Yinshen.

Zhou Yi's background is no secret for a long time. The refugees can succeed, why can't the noble master extend his life?

"Luo Jing? It's such a smoky place that even dogs don't live..."

Zhang Cheng said: "I bought five to six hundred acres of land in the suburbs of Beijing, with mountains, lakes, and bamboo forests, and built a villa in the middle."

"That's good! How much does it cost?"

Zhou Yi silently calculated that he had nearly 50,000 taels in cash, which would be a huge sum of money no matter where he put it.

Zhang Cheng said: "I don't have much money. I can buy land, build roads, build platforms, plant bamboos, and raise iron beasts... maybe a million dollars."

"forget it."

Zhou Yi thought it would be good to live with Taoists, as it could hone the Taoist mind.

"Brother Zhou, my cousin misses you day and night."

Chen Ying said with a smile: "Prince Qing told my mother privately that if we can get married, there are several mountains with good spiritual energy as dowry."

Zhou Yi flicked his finger, and the light fell on Chen Ying's mouth, sealing it for twelve hours.

"I can gather Yin Shen because I never meddle in other people's business!"

The torture chamber.

The three clones received another over-the-top mission, and they must have made a report based on the ancient mirror.

Zhou Yi temporarily wrote it down in a small notebook, but fortunately he had a backup plan.

Three years will be added to the Taoist practice.

Daoxing plus two years.

Tao Xing plus four years...

The demon illustrated book is opened every once in a while, and the clone not only completes its own tasks, but also helps colleagues kill demons.

The most beautiful sound in the world is ding ding ding, which is either a system reward or a successful payment.

There is no ding ding ding in the Demon Illustrated Book, and the sound effects have been automatically loaded in Zhou Yi's mind.

Half a day.

Twenty-five years of Taoism have been added.

After ten thousand years of mana, the Taoist rewards were greatly reduced, and Zhou Yi experienced the pleasure of soaring mana for the first time in a long time.

"According to this rate, one year can increase at least ten thousand years of mana. The magical power of the Earth Demon is indeed infinite, and it needs more development."

The correct way to use the Demon Illustrated Book is to constantly fight the demons. In the process of chasing and being chased, you will naturally master the Taoist and magical powers thoroughly.

The only drawback is that it is more life-consuming.

Zhou Yi easily obtained the three magical powers, and only developed the most basic uses. When fighting, he still used his strength to crush them.

"No matter how exquisite the spell is, can it withstand a hundred thousand years of mana? If it's not enough, add another hundred thousand years!"

Zhou Yi strengthened his confidence and planned to send a few more clones there, which would indirectly save the lives of many torturers.

Chen Ying was so speechless that she could only write on the paper:

Make an appointment tonight?

day to day.

Zhouyi's Taoism grew in an orderly manner.

The prison quickly filled up with prisoners and returned to its former size. As expected, the three clones died from the impact of the evil energy.

A few days after his death, he found a replacement target one by one, transformed into his appearance and continued to slay demons.

New Year's Eve.

Zhou Yi spent sixteen years in Daqian.

Since ancient times, the New Year has been sad and lonely.

He refused the guest invitations of Chen Ying and Zhang Cheng and stayed alone in Chunfeng Tower, leaning on the soft floor and listening to the oiran's singing.

No wonder Chunfeng Tower is the top restaurant in Luojing. It does not close on New Year’s Eve, which represents the persistence of the service industry.

"Mr. Zhou, I'll give you a small change of one thousand six hundred taels of Chenghui."

The way the madam looked at Zhou Yi was like the next Zhang Cheng.

"..."

Zhou Yi paid the bill with a twitching corner of his mouth. Money can heal loneliness, but it's a bit expensive.

The streets are brightly lit, showing the prosperity of the times.

The red lantern reflected on the snow, and the refracted light dyed Luo Jing red.

Standing on the threshold of Chunfeng Tower, the inside and outside are separated, as if they are two worlds.

"Sir, is there anything to eat?"

The one who spoke was a young man, his voice cautious.

Zhou Yi looked at the young man. He had unkempt hair, dark face, and ragged clothes. He was nestling behind a stone lion to take shelter from the wind.

"May I have your name?"

"Luo Li."

"Your fists look familiar. Punch me."

"It will kill someone."

"If you can kill someone, how come you don't have food to eat?"

"My dad said that learning boxing is for fighting monsters."

"Who is your father?"

"..."

The young man didn't plan to answer at first, but when he saw Zhou Yi's eyes, he felt dizzy.

"Luo Yuanzheng."

"Fist controls Yizhou!"

Zhou Yi looked up at the cloudy sky. It had snowed in Luojing for several days.

…

Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

Zhou Yi had never had a party before, so he packed a New Year's Eve banquet from Dashun Zhai.

Luo Li had been hungry for several days. He didn't care to ask Zhou Yi's identity and just lay on the table and ate and drank.

Mao Jiu flew in the air, circling around Luo Li, the tip of his nose twitching.

"It's a woman!"

Bang!

Zhou Yi played Mao Jiu and his head went crazy: "It's a girl."

The magic weapon of transformation worn by Luo Li was quite clever, but it could not be hidden from Zhou Yi's discernment.

Mao Jiu has mysterious eyes and is proficient in mind reading, and he also recognized the identity of the girl Luo Li.

Luo Li's hands shook as he was eating. He pretended not to hear and continued to cook.

Ninth-level martial arts cultivation, his skin is as tough as an old ox, he can shoot a five-stone bow, and he can easily kill ordinary people with one punch.

Martial arts practice begins with eating, and after reaching the ninth level, his appetite for food exceeds that of ordinary people.

The entire New Year's Eve dinner went into Luo Li's stomach.

belch--

After a long burp, Luo Li stood up and saluted: "Thank you, sir, for the meal."

"What does your father teach you on a daily basis?"

Zhou Yi looked at Luo Li, who was full and full of food and drinks, and compared with him, who was huddled in the corner and became taller and taller.

Luo Li replied: "My dad said that you must stand and box every day."

Zhou Yi asked again: "How did your father die?"

Luo Li was silent for a moment, then took out a jade slip and said, "My father took me to have a divination. The divination said that if you wait at the entrance of Chunfeng Tower, there may be a glimmer of hope."

"Who did you ask for the fortune telling?"

Zhou Yi's spiritual consciousness scanned the jade slip, and it turned out that it was Luo Yuanzheng's last words.

Luo Yuanzheng's betrayal of the Sky Demon Alliance was exposed, and he was hunted down by the deputy leader, and died.

The Yin God in the Riyou Realm has a keen sense of life and death. He asked an old friend to do a divination, and the divination showed that the Luo family was dead and without life.

After Luo Yuanzheng returned, he immediately disbanded the entire clan and fled in all directions. He sent people to escort his daughter Luo Li to Kyoto.

The jade slip ends here. Now Luo Li is alone. It is obvious that the Luo family is in bad shape.

Luo Li recalled for a moment and said, "It's an old man. It's called Yunxiao Taoist Palace."

Zhou Yi waved his hand and a figure appeared: "Is it him?"

Luo Li shook his head.

"It's not Sanwu. There are other first-class ones in Qianyuan Dao Palace?"

The first thing Zhou Yi thought of was Sanwu, knowing that he was a frequent visitor to Chunfeng Tower.

A few days ago, during the chat, Sanwu was fighting with the barbarian great wizard.

Everyone has multiple identities. Sanwu is at odds with the royal family, and he also serves as the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Bureau. He received the emperor's order to go to Northern Xinjiang to assist General Gongsun.

Sanwu could flatly refuse, but Emperor Jingtai had nothing to do with him, which would make Wulongshan Yunxiao Taoist Palace uncomfortable.

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Emperor Jingtai's move to collect the "immortal tax" was a risky move. If he succeeded, he would gain not only taxes, but also the suppression of Taoist and Buddhist sects.

In the past, the cultivating sect lived in isolation, claiming to be an outsider, and ignored calls from the imperial court. Da Qian used tax laws to drag them into the world, and the court could use experienced political skills to drive them to do things without bloodshed.

Zhou Yi thought for a moment, and there was a high probability that someone was proficient in divination. It would not be difficult to calculate the cause and effect between the Luo family and him.

It may also be that someone is plotting against Zhou Yi and deliberately sending Luo Li to him.

"Your father's friend, sit back and watch the Luo family be destroyed?"

Zhou Yi knew that Luo Yuan was a casual cultivator, otherwise he would not have practiced both martial arts and Taoism, and settled in Yizhou where Buddhism was prevalent.

Luo Li lowered his head and said: "My father said that if they can get revenge and have past friendships, they will help the Luo family make a comeback. If they can't stand on their own feet, it will be in vain for others to help."

"Then do you want to take revenge or change your identity?"

Zhou Yi said: "Revenge is difficult, and there is a high probability that you will die. If you change your identity, I can ensure that you live a stable life. I believe your father will not blame you."

The deputy leader of the Heavenly Demon Alliance is, as expected, the split soul of the Holy Mother White Lotus. She is actually a true immortal-level demon.

The fox fairy clone can crush the first-level one, and the white lotus clone soul is not inferior in strength, let alone the young one.

The composition of the Heavenly Demon Alliance is even more complicated. The demon clan, human clan, Zhengdao, evil spirits, Yunzhou, Outland, and the Daqian imperial court are all involved with it...

"My father said that we must avenge the Luo family!"

Luo Li waved his fist, looking determined.

"In that case, then you follow my lead."

Zhou Yi said: "I can't guarantee how much you learn and whether you can take revenge."

Luo Li was silent for a moment and asked, "Are you great?"

"Probably awesome!"

As soon as Zhou Yi's thoughts moved, the Ziying Sword rose into the sky, and the terrifying power of the sky shattered the clouds in an instant.

Many god-refining experts in Luojing who were having New Year's Eve dinner sensed the aura of the fairy sword and looked up to the sky in astonishment.

I couldn't help but secretly curse in my heart, why is this big boss so crazy during the Chinese New Year?