Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons Chapter 233

Chapter 233 Return to the Imperial City Martial Temple

Changqing Zhenren walked out of the martial arts temple expressionlessly.

 For the declining Dagan, sacrificing the fallen golden body of the transformed **** is almost their most severe warning, second only to awakening the only ancestor of the transformed god.

These golden bodies may not be able to compete with the real monks in the realm of spiritual transformation.

 But it is completely possible to crush Hunyuan Wufu.

With Mr. Wu's cultivation level, how long can he sustain the Dharma image for one stick of incense, or two hours? Master Changqing didn't know and didn't dare to gamble.

 He gritted his teeth and secretly comforted himself.

 This group of **** can only act arrogantly in this ruined imperial city.

 Just a watchdog.

 “Qingzhou Shen Yi…”

 After adjusting his mood, Master Changqing recited the name silently in his heart, with some doubts in his eyes.

Hearing this, the remaining three people looked at each other in confusion. If Shen Yi hadn't done it...it was obviously not him. The other party was once a demon-suppressing general in Qingzhou. With the mess in Qingzhou, it would be good if he could barely hold down the local demons.

 Haven't recognized the reality yet and want to regain your previous status?

　　Wu Daoan curled his lips: "How could I know."

Sacrificing the golden body and the Dharma is majestic and majestic, but isn't this equivalent to acknowledging the matter?

Changqing Zhenren was adjusting his clothes. This news was obviously prepared by the Martial Temple in advance and was now released to deceive others.

In the courtyard of the Martial Arts Temple, the remaining three temple ministers were also at a loss: "Senior Brother Wu, what are you doing?"

　　　He is good at making up stories, and the stories he tells are simply laughable.

Qingqiu Fox has been investigating for so long, but has not been able to find out the details of Shen Yi. The entire Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division seems to be accustomed to keeping silent. No matter what kind of relationship they have, as long as this name is mentioned, they will immediately Become mute.

Where would you provoke a passing fox demon for no reason?

 Originally, I was just asked by someone to stop by and ask.

If he refuses to obediently take care of Xuanguangdong's house and nursery, he can't even do it well as a dog. I'm afraid he will have to be whipped a few more times to improve his memory.

Even if some people are willing to talk, they can't make it clear at all. They don't know who their master is, what method they practice, or their specific state.

 In the first few months, I was still dealing with the first-level dog demon, and then I started to kill the dragon of Baodian Perfection, which was wrong.

“That's all, just tell the truth.”

 But the reaction of the martial arts disciples made his heart skip a beat.

Thinking of this, he sneered and turned back to look at the towering martial arts temple, as if looking at a poor and shabby household.

“But I know Shen Yi's talent. Anyone with eyes can see it, let alone those fox monsters in Qingqiu.”

To spend so much effort to protect this person seems to have great expectations for him.

“Were those Qingqiu disciples really killed by Shen Yi?”

 When Master Changqing left on a cloud.

Wu Daoan glanced at a few people and saw that the other person was as terrifying as a Pixiu. He was a natural-born Yin Shen monk. Once the news got out, Thousand Monster Cave would definitely strangle him in the cradle.

 “That's true.”

Several temple ministers nodded, recalling the scene when the young man drank up the aura of the golden body during the training in the martial arts temple.

Compared with the leak of this matter, taking another blame is nothing.

“Senior Brother Wu, it's best to remind him again that he should try not to leave the imperial city unless necessary.”

Hearing this, Wu Daoan suddenly clenched his hands and uttered a rare expletive: "What a bullshit! I just didn't keep an eye on him for one night, and he ran away to Songzhou."

 “What are you going to do in Songzhou?” The temple ministers were full of doubts.

“I gave him the position of deputy inspector of the Demon Suppression Division.” Wu Daoan sighed, thinking of Liu Kun who hurriedly came to report that day, and suddenly felt a headache.

"Didn't you tell him clearly that it was for incense?" Several people said indifferently. Is it true that there are Yin Shen monks who will patrol Jiuzhou honestly without looking at whether you can do this job?

As soon as these words came out, Wu Daoan hesitated a little: "Should I have made it clear?"

He couldn't directly say the three words "eat free money" clearly, but anyone with a bright mind should be able to understand the meaning of the words.

"Look at what you have done. He is a young and energetic person. How can he withstand the pleading of that group of people." The chubby Miao Zhu rolled his eyes, turned around and walked outside, casually admonishing:

“Don't worry, Songzhou Yang Qianxiang knows the importance, and he won't really let your precious junior brother be in danger.”

“Senior Brother Wu, go and have a rest. We can handle the rest of the training.”

 With the cultivation level of the above-mentioned martial immortal, he can forcibly control the lion and camel dharma.

Even though Wu Daoan practiced the Lion Camel Golden Body Technique and was quite familiar with it, he was still very reluctant. Just a few casual moves just now would take at least more than ten days to restore the Yin Shen to a perfect state.

  “No need.”

Wu Daoan shook his head and looked silently in the direction of the Zhenmo Division's office. For some reason, he felt a little panicked, as if he had gotten into some trouble.

Is something really going to happen to Junior Brother Shen?

 Seven or eight days passed by.

The flow of people at the Zhenmosi Yamen is still endless.

Liu Kun was sitting in the cabinet, looking absent-minded.

 The newly appointed inspector was invited by Songzhou right under his nose and has not returned yet.

 He knows the situation in Songzhou better than anyone else.

That is a big trouble that can explode at any time. On the surface, it looks like it can be maintained, but in fact, once there is a slight deviation, the end will be even more dangerous than Qingzhou.

 “Yang Qianxiang! Damn you…”

Liu Kun gritted his teeth and begged the old man not to be confused. If something happened to the patrolman, the Wu Temple would have to tear him alive.

Yang Qianxiang heard this curse just as he walked to the cabinet.

The old man pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer the question.

 After a moment of silence, he cleared his throat: "Cough."

 “Hiss!”

Liu Kun came back to his senses, saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of him, and quickly stood up: "General Yang, why are you here?"

Yang Qianxiang smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he didn't mean to care. He cupped his hands and said, "Master Shen asked me to come to the general office to report on my work."

 After saying that, he handed over the brochure he had prepared.

Liu Kun flipped through two pages randomly and found that they were still talking about those **** things: "Why are you showing me these? Who in the entire Demon Suppression Division doesn't know that you have lost four counties? Where is Master Shen?"

There is only one low-level martial immortal in Songzhou who has to guard two demon kings. The general office really can't send anyone to support him, but he still knows it in his heart and won't insist on throwing all the responsibilities on this skinny old man.

 “Master Shen? He went back to rest.”

Yang Qianxiang was stunned for a moment and realized that not only Master Shen was ignoring him, but also the Demon Suppressor didn't seem to take him too seriously.

I seem to be the commander-in-chief of Kyushu who has come to plead guilty... at least give me some reaction.

 “You stand here, don't leave!”

Liu Kun jumped out of the Yamen, rushed into the main hall of the Martial Arts Temple, and soon came back with four old men in green shirts.

 Until he was surrounded by four people with cold expressions.

Yang Qianxiang suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

 (End of this chapter)

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