I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 125

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Luoshui river surface.

Zhou Yi rowed the oars lightly, and the awning boat drifted freely.

"Waiting for nothing, who said that the monster's mind is straight..."

After coming out of the Dragon Palace, Zhou Yi turned into a fisherman and waited for rabbits on the river.

In the hall, dozens of demon kings gather, and as long as three or five pass through the water, they can earn a few sacred passage methods or immortal beasts in vain.

Judging from the memory of the Dream Eater, the demon clan of the foreign demon kingdom is destined to be destined to kill the demon division.

It's a pity that all ghost spirits are cautious in the territories of the human race and don't take the usual path.

"It's better to Kill Demon Division!"

Zhouyi's mana wrapped the Wu Peng boat, instantly turned into an arrow from the string, and drove towards Luo Jing.

When the sky was dark, I could see the Luoshui Wharf from far away, with hundreds of boats and thousands of sails, all over the river.

At this time, the fishing market was nearing its end. The fishermen who had finished the good fishmongers laid out the rest of the bad fish at will, lying on the boat to rest.

The shops on the shore were full of voices, and the fishermen and trackers gathered together to tell stories on the shore in the water.

The small boats of Zhouyi shuttled among the boats, turning abruptly and going straight ahead as they pleased, attracting the applause of the fishermen.

Boating is no better than driving a car, and decades-old fishermen dare not say that they are so flexible to maneuver the boat.

When approaching the shore, I saw a dozen people surrounding a boatman, shouting prices.

"Twenty taels!"

"Twenty-five taels!"

"Master Lu has thirty taels!"

"One hundred taels in Chunfeng Tower!"

Zhou Yi, the last person who bid the price, still knew him, a steward of Chunfeng Tower, whose name seemed to be Hu Da.

The sound of bidding attracted many fishermen. Hearing the price of one hundred and two days, even the men on the shore stretched their necks and looked around.

"One hundred taels!"

Zhou Yi turned his head and asked the fishermen watching the crowds next to him: "Boatman, how do you sell this fish?"

"A pen and a catty, buy ten catties and eight pens."

Zhou Yi suddenly felt a toothache. It turned out that his salary was so pitted by Chunfeng Lou!

With force under his feet, the Wu Peng boat quickly approached the boat house, and with a flick of his finger, the mana hit the back of Hu Da's head.

"Which..."

Hu Da turned his head angrily, and when he saw Zhou Yi, his waist instantly bends ninety degrees: "Master Zhou, are you here to buy fish too?"

The Chunfeng Tower is Luojing's top hook, and even the vixen can protect it, but two guests can't afford it.

One is Zhang Cheng, and the other is Zhouyi. The owner asked the stewards to recognize the portrait once a day.

An expert in refining the gods, he disdains the conflict with the Chunfeng Tower, but he wants to destroy it easily.

Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "I heard you bid, come and see, what fish is worth one hundred tael?"

"The Lord Zhou is really a Hong Fu Qitian. I met him as soon as I came here, fresh Luoshui dragon fish!"

Hu Da pushed left and right to clear the way for Zhou Yiqing and saw the besieged boatman clearly.

The boatman held the fish basket tightly, the fish inside were golden all over, and they were alive and kicking out of the water.

"Luoshui Dragon Fish, actually has a dragon spirit."

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed, and he found that the dragon fish had the breath of the dragon clan, and in a few years it would turn the demon.

"Boatman, how do you sell this fish?"

"One hundred... or fifty taels?"

Seeing Hu Da, who usually buys fish, bowed his knees to the man in front of him, knowing that he was noble, his expression was a little nervous.

Although there are patrol officers at the Luoshui Wharf, it can only make Hu Da and the others jealous, which is nothing in the eyes of real nobles.

Zhou Yi took out one hundred taels of silver notes and pointed to the Wu Peng boat: "One hundred taels, plus my boat, okay?"

This boat was bought from a fisherman last night. It cost fifteen taels. It was blessed by mana along the way. The wood was as hard as stainless steel, but the weight did not increase.

"Good job."

The fisherman nodded repeatedly.

Zhou Yi took the dragon fish and asked, "Is it difficult to catch this fish?"

"It's very difficult, the nobleman doesn't know, there was such a small fish last night..."

The boatman got the money and got the boat. He was in a good mood, dancing and describing: "Dragging my net, I swam for more than ten miles with one hazi, before he got it up."

"Sixth bragging, such a big fish can still drag the boat?"

"One hundred taels, hurry up and get married."

"You know what's wrong, Widow Sun has been on good terms with the sixth child, haha!"

The fishermen nearby made a lot of noises. There were many stories of rich wealth on the river. Rare fish were caught by casting nets, gold hairpins, jade bracelets, and jewellery were caught.

Of course, in the event of wind and rain, more fish feed over the boat.

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Then you have to thank God Jiang for blessing."

The boatman shook his head and said: "The nobles don't know, the Luoshui River is not under the control of the Jiang Shen, and you have to go to the Taizu Temple."

"Taizu Temple..."

When Zhouyi asked where Ming Temple was, his figure disappeared in no time.

Taizu Temple, next to Luoshui Pier, stands tall with red tiles and gold paint, which is extremely conspicuous in a low house.

As long as the fishermen on the riverside have a good catch, they will come to the temple to offer a stick of incense, so the pilgrims are already flowing in the early morning.

The temple occupies a large area, and there are soldiers on patrol.

There are free incense candles at the door, and those who enter the temple can take one.

Taizu Temple is not like other temples. There are no vendors or Mr. Tester yelling at the door, and the pilgrims are in order. In this way, it seems a little more solemn and pious.

Zhou Yi took three sticks of incense, and after queuing for a while, he entered the temple, where there were two temple gods waiting on the left and right.

The auras in his eyes flickered, and I wanted to see through the temple's cultivation base, but the strong incense and divine power obscured it, and I couldn't see clearly.

Directly in front is the statue of Taizu, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, majestic and majestic.

It is more than two feet tall, wearing a golden helmet, wearing a silver armor, a sword in one hand and a seal in the other.

There are no other officials on the left and right, only a golden dragon at his feet. Only the head of the golden dragon was exposed, and the dragon's body was turned into a seat for Taizu to sit on.

Zhou Yi bowed, lit the incense and inserted it into the incense burner, then turned and left.

The temple is not even looking up. The Taizu Temple is under the full-time jurisdiction of the Clan Mansion, which is much colder than the Buddha and Taoist temples.

If it is not for Taizu's legacy, anyone can enter the incense, and Taizu temples in Daqian will be closed, and no one will come near them for ten miles.

Zhouyi has a lot of admiration for Dagan Taizu. Although many monks call him an independent man or a butcher, Yunzhou's humanity prospered from the beginning of the establishment of a country.

For example, this dragon fish, before the establishment of the country, mortals caught misfortune or blessing.

At the slightest level, the door will be destroyed, but at the worst it will cause a flood, causing numerous casualties, declaring that the Dragon Palace cannot be humiliated!

Driving the cloud back to Qingfeng Xiaozhu, taking back the clone that had not yet been on duty, and found that Luo Li Shen Niu Mao Jiu was still asleep.

The tip of Zhou Yi's nose shook, and he smelled a strong alcohol from the branches and leaves of the peaches, and he picked up the flagon on the stone table and shook it.

Lost more than a thousand catties of monkey wine!

The immortal is drunk, but he doesn't want to wake up, he will still have a clear memory of everything he has experienced.

"Okay! I can't bear to pick a leaf on weekdays, now steal my spirit wine!"

Zhou Yi raised his brows. This fairy peach tree became increasingly useless. He tricked him into inputting mana for thousands of years every day.

Sword Qi flashed, and a peach branch fell into his hand, just enough to cut a wooden sword.

The fairy peach tree sensed the fall of the peach branches, and the branches and leaves tremble slightly. He woke up from the drunkenness, and was about to explain, and found that Zhou Yi had already taken the dragon fish to go for value.

Moo--

The sacred cow opened his eyes, his horns against the branches of the fairy peach.

What to say and what not to say, you know!

Cat Jiuyi leaped on the back of the sacred cow and stepped on it to loosen the bones of the sacred cow.

"Master Niu is mighty! Master Niu, there must be monkey wine in that old way, why don't you go find him and beg for a drink?"

Only Luo Li in the courtyard was really drunk, slowly refining the effects of spirit wine in his deep sleep, and the eighth rank of martial arts was about to break through.

After several years of diligent study and practice, it is worthwhile to step into the Ninth Rank, and after a few months of practice with the immortal, you can be promoted to the Eighth Rank.

There is nothing more wonderful in life than this.

Zhou Yi carried the fish basket in one hand and the copper pot in the other.

Chen Ying saw it, and quickly picked it up, and recognized the dragon fish at a glance.

"As expected of Brother Zhou, I found such a rare spirit fish. It just so happened that I learned how to make fish from the Imperial Kitchen, and it finally came in handy today."

Zhou Yi didn't care about Chen Ying, who was from a wealthy family. Why would he be proficient in brewing, tea frying, cooking, drama, female celebrities...

"Lao Zhang is still in Chunfeng Building?"

I saw Lao Zhang at the Chunfeng Building last night and couldn't bear to look directly at the scene.

A pear blossom pressed a crabapple tree.

Chen Ying skillfully killed the fish and scraped the scales, and said: "Brother Zhang is not in good health, so I have asked for leave today."

Before he could say anything, Zhang Cheng appeared in the room, the lip prints on his face were not wiped, and his clothes were tied crookedly.

"Lao Zhou, you are going to be developed!"

Zhou Yi looked puzzled, could it be that Qingfeng Xiaozhu was going to be demolished.

Zhang Cheng said, "Do you remember San Wu? It was the Taoist who blocked the Demon Slayer."

"Of course I recognize it."

Zhou Yi didn't conceal the fact that Chenghuang Yincha had all come to the door, and the relationship between the two could no longer be concealed.

Outsiders think Sanwu is a book idiot, so I will hand in the Zhouyi next to Zhanjie. Sanwu believed that Zhouyi was a great sage who lived in seclusion and compiled books for the human race, so he regarded it as a close friend.

"Tsk tut."

Zhang Cheng circled Zhouyi twice and asked: "You and Lao Zhang, I'll be honest..."

Zhou Yi snorted in his heart. Could it be that Zhang Cheng has seen through his hidden identity? Once exposed, the Demon Slayer will definitely not be able to stay.

"...Are you the kind of extravagant luck, or the kind of picking up money on the streets every day?"

"Will I still live in Deshengfang?"

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes, Lao Zhang, as a fellow, thought all day, what kind of luck can be better than the support of the readers!

Chen Ying boiled the water and put the cut arowana slices in.

High-end ingredients should be cooked in the simplest way, just soak them in boiling water, open the package and put the seasoning, you can produce endless deliciousness.

At the same time, he asked with a look of gossip: "Brother Zhang, what happened?"

"Ahem, according to reliable sources, Sanwu's fellow...No, it's Sanwu senior who is actually related to the real fairy riding a bull."

Pointing to the painting on the wall, Zhang Cheng said with a mysterious face: "The named disciple of Huayang Zhenxian, that is, the ancestor of Sanwu Zhenren!"

"How did you know?"

Zhou Yi was wondering ~www.mtlnovel.com~ What happened in a few hours, how did it spread so quickly, it caught up with the hot search.

"The news that Luojing Chenghuang released. He and Sanwu have been friends for hundreds of years. Last night, a mountain **** participated in the Dragon King Banquet. I saw it with my own eyes!"

Zhang Cheng affirmed: "Even if you are bold enough, no one dares to fax a fairy message indiscriminately. It should be true."

"That's not sure..."

Zhou Yi looked weird, some people were bolder than the sky, and dared to change and pretend to be a real fairy.

Chen Ying's face was full of envy, if he had a true ancestor, that would be great.

What else do you learn to make fish? Come and make fish for me!

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