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

In the evening, Monobu reserved a place at Dashunzhai.

Chunfeng Tower is suitable for small groups to gather for dinner, but celebrating with three to five hundred people is a bit too much.

Not dignified.

When the guests of Dashunzhai heard that it was a celebration for the newly promoted god-refining monks, they immediately gave up their seats and congratulated each other before leaving.

Among them were distinguished diners who specially left congratulatory gifts, all of which were high-quality jade finger rings and jade accessories.

The owner of Dashunzhai immediately announced that the order would be waived and only asked Zhou Yi to leave a pair of calligraphy treasures.

"This is just the beginning. There is nothing new in Luo Jing. You may have to be busy for a few days."

Zhang Cheng looked unusually serious and said: "After the prosperity, it will eventually become dull. Don't get lost in the world of mortals."

Zhou Yi handed over his hand and thanked him. These words were spoken from the bottom of his heart. Only a close friend would not advise him.

Chief Secretary Chen pulled a young man over and said with a smile: "Old Zhou is busy with business, so there is no need to ask for leave. Anyway, there are new scribes working. This is Chen Ying, a nephew of mine."

"I've met Senior Zhang, I've met Senior Zhou."

Chen Ying saluted respectfully: "This junior is here for the first time. Please give me more guidance from my seniors in the future."

A flash of light flashed through Zhou Yi's eyes. He was a young seventh-grade man with clear and strong luck. He was no simple nephew.

Zhang Cheng said nonchalantly: "It's easy to talk, Lao Zhang will take you to learn more tomorrow. How can you see through the world of mortals without experiencing the world of mortals!"

Even if there were countless experts in the Demon Slaying Department, it would be hard not to attract attention if there were two god-refining monks gathered in the small Wu Zang Department.

Living with Zhilan, I have become assimilated with it over time.

Masters of Shen Lian usually chat and talk about Taoism, and they can benefit a lot from just a few words.

Although the Mononobe salary is generous, it is nothing.

Wine and delicacies were served like a stream, and Zhou Yi took the main seat. Guests came up one by one to propose toasts, and got to know many colleagues whom they would never see in person on weekdays.

The celebration lasted until late at night, and after receiving gifts worth tens of thousands of taels, they ended hastily.

Zhou Yi was unwilling to make big plans. After this period of time, he was still an ordinary and unremarkable minor official in the Ministry of Things.

…

Longevity Palace.

The soothing incense rises with curls of green smoke.

Emperor Jingtai is wearing a gray Taoist robe and has a book in his hand.

"The Punisher's Theory".

"The refugees who lived more than ten years ago were still able to unite the Yins and Gods with their merits and enjoy hundreds of years of life. I tried my best to rule the world and bring peace to the country and the people, but I am limited by my life span!"

"How unfair God is!"

Emperor Jingtai looked through it expressionlessly, muttering to himself from time to time.

Chu Daban was waiting on the side. At this time, the Wanshou Palace was empty except for the master and the servant.

Emperor Jingtai put the torturer's story aside and picked up the Taoist scripture on the table, which was the "Taiyi Refining God's Wonderful Sutra" taught by Bairi Taiyi Guanzhu.

The founder of the Taiyi Guan Chuang Sect is a Taoist True Immortal, and this sutra is a secret refining scripture written by the True Immortal himself.

"These old guys really think that I am old and confused. They swear that there is something that can condense the Yinshen, but they are just waiting for my life span to run out!"

As soon as Emperor Jingtai had a thought, the original secret code written by the true immortal immediately turned into ashes.

"The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine!"

"There is still a glimmer of hope for ordinary people. I can escape from the torture chamber and extend my life for hundreds of years. I... also have it!"

Chu Daban stood aside quietly, silent.

Everyone in the world thought that the emperor believed in Taoism, ignored government affairs, listened to scriptures and practiced Taoism day and night, just to unite the Yin gods and extend his life.

Only Chu Daban knew that Emperor Jingtai was very sane and knew that it was impossible for him to gather the Yin Shen, and he did not believe even a word of the real person's lecture.

Emperor Jingtai ordered: "My dear companion, pick up the second volume of the Sword Code tomorrow and send it to the Demon Slayer Division as a congratulatory gift."

"As commanded."

Regardless of the reason, Chu Daban bowed and accepted the order.

…

Zhou Yi Yufengfei returned to Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

After condensing the Yin Shen, you can control the wind and clouds, and finally you don't have to cast spells secretly.

In the future, after finding the technique and practicing it in a pretentious manner, the Escape Thunder Technique and Sword Technique can be used publicly.

Copying scriptures can gather the genius of Yin and God, and of course it will be faster to understand the magic. It sounds fine!

Before Zhou Yi arrived home, he sensed a familiar presence at the door. It was Taoist Sanwu.

Drop into the courtyard and open the door to welcome.

Sanwu smiled and held his hands in his hands: "Businessman, please forgive me for taking the liberty of visiting."

Zhou Yi had several female netizens in his previous life, but he never successfully met.

It was my first time in this life to experience a face-to-face encounter with a netizen, which was a bit strange.

Fortunately, I communicate with Sanwu frequently on weekdays, and I have become very familiar with each other. I know that the old Taoist has a free and easy personality and does not care about trivial customs.

"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite. Please come in quickly. This small ordinary courtyard cannot compare to the blessed land of Lingshan."

"The Great Hidden Hidden in..."

Before Sanwu finished speaking, he saw two trees in the courtyard when he entered the door.

One is a jujube tree, and the other is... a peach tree!

The jujube branches are leafy and full of green jujubes.

The leaves on the peach branches are slightly sparse and appear to be infested with insects.

In Sanwu's eyes, the peach tree was so full of vitality that he almost thought it was a thousand-year-old tree monster.

"Fellow Taoist, this peach tree is not simple!"

"It's just so so. I neglected to take care of it on weekdays, and a lot of leaves have fallen off."

Zhouyi asked Sanwu to sit on a stone chair and took out a teapot and tea cup. The water was Qinquan water from Cuifeng Mountain.

The spiritual fire spontaneously ignited out of thin air, and the water in the pot boiled immediately.

Sanwu was reading the words on the stone table and nodded slightly. His writing skills were acceptable, but unfortunately the handwriting was too craftsmanlike and he lacked some carefreeness.

The jade unicorn paperweight in the corner of the rice paper attracted Sanwu's attention.

"High-quality magic weapon!"

Sanwu was surprised for a moment, and his evaluation of Zhouyi went up a notch.

Yunxiao Taoist Palace is already a giant of the Taoist sect, and its inheritance is older than Daqian. He, the Supreme Elder, cannot afford the luxury of having a top-grade magic weapon as a paperweight.

The grade of magical artifacts is the same as that of monks, divided into nine grades, upper, middle and lower. Anything beyond the first grade is an immortal artifact.

This jade unicorn paperweight looks like a living thing standing on the rice paper, and there is a faint hissing sound.

Ordinary trees, spiritual trees, ordinary rice paper, and high-quality magical paperweights, Sanwu was slightly impressed by Zhou Yi Xianfan's free-spirited state of mind.

Zhou Yi took a piece of fairy peach leaf and dropped it into the boiling water of the teapot. Once brewed, a rich fragrance immediately wafted out.

"This aroma is more alluring than the few spiritual tea plants in Baiyun Temple."

Sanwu was not polite, he poured the tea by himself, closed his eyes and savored it for a few breaths, and sighed: "Fellow Taoist, this small courtyard is really the residence of immortals. No spiritual mountain blessed land can compare with this cup of tea!"

Zhou Yi looked at Sanwu carefully. He had fair hair and a childish face, and his skin was like a baby's. The purple-gold light shone on the surface of his skin.

"Fellow Taoist, aren't you from me?"

"good eyesight!"

Sanwu nodded and said: "My identity is complicated and sensitive, and many people are secretly watching my whereabouts. In order not to cause trouble with fellow Taoist, I discussed swordsmanship with fellow Taoist Pei at the Tongtian Sword Sect, and Yang Shen slipped out of his body."

Zhou Yi praised: "Yang Shen is like a real person, and fellow Taoists are not far from the real immortals of Taoism!"

"One step away is like the difference between heaven and earth!"

Sanwu sighed: "I have been making no progress for hundreds of years. I came to Kyoto this time just to try my luck and see if I can get the guidance of a true immortal."

"True immortal? Could it be..."

"He is the one who fought against the Lord of Qingqiu and killed the White Lotus Evil Buddha with his sword!"

Zhou Yi looked slightly embarrassed and quickly changed the topic: "I have heard about the name of the Master of Tongtian Sword for a long time. I wonder how you two talk about swords?"

"It's a matter of swordsmanship... of course it's a matter of course."

Sanwu chuckled and said: "In sword fighting, Pindao is not as good as a martial artist like Sword Master Pei. So I made an agreement with him not to fight, but to explain the concept of swordsmanship to compare!"

"Just talking about not fighting?"

Zhou Yi somewhat understood that they were competing with each other to see who could boast better.

Of course, at the level of Sanwu and Pei Yu, it is impossible to brag.

For example, a sword can open up the world and transform all living things into being. This is purely nonsense and cannot be achieved by a true immortal.

Discussing swords must be methodical, at least it sounds like real swordsmanship.

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with interest, he raised his hands and said.

"I am very interested in discussing swords. How about discussing it with fellow Taoists?"