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

elixir.

There is no precise definition since ancient times.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Marrow Cleansing Pill and the Beauty Pill and the Body Strengthening Pill can be called elixirs.

For lower-level third-level monks, the Realm-Breaking Pill, Qi-Gathering Pill, and Pulse-Opening Pill can be called elixirs.

At the level of god refining, only elixirs refined from at least immortal-level spiritual materials are qualified to be called elixirs.

"Emperor Jingtai is sitting in the Great Hall, so it is not surprising that he has immortal materials. He is dedicated to extending his life, so he would be so generous as to give elixirs to others?"

Zhou Yi was thinking, and the message spiritual paper received Sanwu's reply.

——Pindao killed the great wizard Yanhe, gained some understanding of Taoism, and planned to retreat.

——If there is a banquet in the future, it will be arranged for the poor Taoist, and the lay people can also go there to eat and drink.

There are not many banquets among the god-refining monks.

Today the City God got the elixir and organized a party to reward the elixir.

Tomorrow, Tu Tu Gong will be successful in refining treasures and will hold a treasure appraisal meeting.

Later on, he made great progress in realizing the Tao and Dharma, and invited his fellow Taoists to discuss the Tao.

The day after tomorrow, Dragon Lord’s concubine number one in ten thousand rooms was born, and a dragon feast was held...

Practitioners also need to communicate and have banquets in various names. It is not much different from a gathering of ordinary people, except that the people participating are of a higher level.

The generous sponsor entertained them with spiritual wine and spiritual things, while the stingy one directly declared that he would clear his cultivation mind and everyone drank the northwest wind together.

Zhou Yi's time to gather the Yinshen was still short, and he took a shortcut again. This was the first time that the City God invited him.

As time goes by, there will be many invitations from colleagues, and Zhou Yi will be happy to participate.

"Do you know that your Majesty is refining the elixir?"

——The elixir is the blood essence condensed from the remains of the Snake Immortal. The elixir has a hint of the pure yang of the snake fairy, which is helpful in condensing the yang spirit, and can barely be called an elixir.

"I see……"

Zhou Yi was immediately disappointed with the so-called elixir.

The Snake Fairy Liu Hengmei used the Heavenly Demon Pearl to backfire his inner demon, and the body he occupied was that of a warrior monk.

The body of the snake demon is formed by the soul gathering the vitality of heaven and earth. The real body is still sealed in Jinguang Temple, so there is no blood essence to refine it.

——These kinds of elixirs are useless to you and me earlier. The right way is to quickly write a record of searching for monsters!

Zhou Yi drew a "happy" expression and sent it.

"The book Searching for Demons will be finished soon, and I will definitely leave a special edition for fellow Taoists."

——Pindao is looking forward to it! What does this painting mean?

"I call them expressions... I just use pictures to express my current mood."

——Interesting, Pindao also posted one!

Then Sanwu sent a smiling emoticon.

"..."

Zhou Yi's face froze, and the chat ended.

…

The fifteenth day of the month.

On the night of the full moon, the yin energy in heaven and earth is the heaviest.

When Zhou Yi arrived outside the City God's Temple in Luojing, someone was already waiting for him outside.

"I'm waiting here. I have a friend coming."

A moment later, Zhang Cheng's figure appeared, and he also received an invitation from the City God.

Among the monks in the Luojing Refining Realm, Zhang Cheng is considered the number one among them.

When the ghost officer saw Zhang Cheng, his expression turned bitter, and he bowed and said, "Master Zhang, why are you not in Chunfeng Tower today?"

"You old ghost, you are so stingy!"

Zhang Cheng snorted: "I just picked up a few wisps of incense, and King Mingling didn't say anything."

"Please, please, please!"

The ghosts are helpless. Among all Luojing's god-refining experts, Zhang Cheng is the only one who can pick up incense in the underworld.

"Brother Zhang is famous!"

Zhou Yi stepped into the City God's Temple, and the void twisted, as if a layer of paper had been pierced.

There was a slight feeling of falling, and in an instant, I stepped into the underworld.

The gloomy air and the ghostly air are dense, not much different from the Chenghuang Temple on the ground, just like a replica of the reflection.

I don’t know if the Yinsi reflects the City God’s Temple on the surface, or if someone stepped into the Yinsi and built the City God’s Temple based on the Yinsi.

Zhou Yi looked up at the sky. There was no moon, and gray mist covered the sky.

A flash of light flashed through his eyes, and he looked outside the City God's Temple. There was a faint ghost leading the ghost towards the river in the distance.

The water in the river was blood-yellow, and the ghosts jumped into the river one by one, rushing in different directions.

Zhou Yi asked: "What is the name of the river?"

"Principal Zhou, this is the Wangchuan River that connects the Yin Division in the world. There is also this river in the Yin Division outside Yunzhou."

Gui Cha knew that Zhou Yi was here for the first time and took the initiative to introduce: "The ghosts can flow freely along the river. When the karma on the body is washed away, they can leave Wangchuan and reincarnate."

"There is also the Wangchuan River..."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Walking all the way through the Chenghuang's various halls and arriving at the main hall, there were already more than twenty people, all of whom were high-ranking third-rank men.

Luojing gathers the essence of Yunzhou, which is far more remote than Yizhou.

The City God of Luojing has been in charge of the Yin Division for hundreds of years. He is the head of the City God of Daqian, and he has many friendships with the masters of god-refining in the capital.

In this way, dozens of god-refining monks can be invited to a moderately large pill appreciation party. However, most of the palaces are of the third grade, with few second grade ones, and even less first grade ones.

Zhou Yi didn't know anyone. He was a newcomer to the God Refining Realm, and he looked familiar following Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng greeted everyone along the way, and at the same time communicated with Zhou Yi to tell him who this person was, his cultivation background, and then added a comment.

"...This guy has a dark heart, don't have any deep friendship with him!"

"...This city is very deep, and they are thinking about conspiracies all day long!"

"...This guy is not a good person. He is hundreds of years old and married to a lovely wife!"

"...This guy is really bad and will do anything he wants!"

"..."

Zhou Yi couldn't help hearing it, and asked through a message: "Brother Zhang, there are no good people here!"

"If you are over two hundred, you are either deep or bad!"

After Zhang Cheng said this, he still said hello with a smile on his face, and even went up to chat for a few words, as if he was an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Lao Zhang, come here, come here."

The speaker was a little beggar girl with a clear voice.

Zhang Cheng's face froze, and he turned around helplessly: "Fellow Daoist Hong, long time no see!"

Hong Yue snorted coldly: "I went to the villa several times to look for you, but no one was there, and I don't know which vixen I'm looking for."

"Busy at work, busy at work!"

Zhang Cheng stopped wandering around and found a seat next to him.

Zhou Yi saw Lao Zhang frustrated for the first time and couldn't help but smile.

"Is this the newly promoted fellow Daoist Zhou?"

Hong Yue said: "Hong Yue, a poor man, is the deputy leader of the Beggar Clan."

"Book of Changes, casual cultivator."

Zhou Yi sensed that Hong Yue's aura was somewhat similar to the old beggar he had seen before.

"Really a casual cultivator? Come to the Beggar Clan, he is also the deputy leader!"

Zhou Yi smiled and shook his head. He had no shortage of resources for cultivation, many techniques, and he was at ease alone.

There are all god-refining monks in the hall, and they are accompanied by the chief officers of the twenty-four divisions of City God, so they have many topics in common.

The two most discussed matters are both related to war.

First, the war in Northern Xinjiang was initially decided. General Gongsun destroyed dozens of tribes in Beirong, killed a first-level wizard, and frightened away the White Lotus Holy Envoy and the Yaksha Demon Lord. The prisoners will be presented to Beijing in the near future, and the imperial newspaper has been announcing it for several days.

The second thing happened was that on the way back to the fiefdom, King Yan was assassinated by the White Lotus demon and was seriously injured. It was said that he was a remnant of Bodhi County.

"Mr. Fan next to His Royal Highness King Yan is the former dean of Bailu Academy in Jiangzhou, and Mr. Qin is also traveling with him."

An old Buddhist monk frowned and said worriedly: "This can seriously injure King Yan. The White Lotus demon is so rampant! We must report to His Majesty and thoroughly investigate the hidden demons in Luozhou..."

If Zhou Yi didn't know the truth of the matter and saw everyone laughing strangely, he would really believe that the old monk was worried about the country and the people.

Zhou Yi saw the assassination of King Yan with his own eyes, it was like child's play.

Several warriors who chanted the slogan of White Lotus used their divine power to break through dozens of Qi refining masters, and pierced King Yan's chest under the watchful eyes of Qin Qiong and Fan Wujiu.