I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 133

Long-sleeved dancing, singing and dancing.

The singing of the oiran drew cheers, but Zhou Yi was disturbed, so he got up and left Chunfeng Tower.

The sky and the moon are round.

Meow-

Cat Jiuyi landed on Zhou Yi's shoulder.

Luo Li appeared from the corner. Since the Luo family was destroyed, unless he was beside Zhou Yi, he was hidden in the dark unconsciously at other times.

"Sir, you said we would go shopping together during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Luo Li's voice reminded Zhou Yi that it was the Mid-Autumn Festival again.

"OK."

Zhou Yi smiled and agreed, time flies so fast, it's Mid-Autumn Festival again.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival in previous years, I would either be alone with Mochizuki feelings, hoping that the two circles would have the same moon, or have a gathering with my colleagues in the Chunfeng Building for a lively night.

This year there are Mao Jiu and Luo Li, but they are a little different, at least someone is waiting for him.

With Zhang Chengzhi, there was a cat squatting on his shoulders, Luo Li led the way and wandered on Luojing Street.

There is no curfew during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the streets are full of people, and all kinds of noises converge.

Luo Li walked through various stalls and bought all kinds of food, most of which went to Mao Jiu's mouth.

In front of a stall, Luo Li pointed to the red round fruit.

"Sir, there are Yizhou specialty products here!"

The stall owner smiled and said: "The young man is very knowledgeable. This is indeed a special product from Yizhou, Lingyuan fruit. If you eat it, you can soothe your nerves and replenish your brain, and you will be admitted to the top prize."

Lingyuanguo is not a Linguo, and there is no wife in the wife's cake, just like a good name.

Luo Li's eyebrows were open and smiled, and he paid for a large bag, and frowned slightly when he tasted it.

"The smell is a bit weak."

"really."

When Zhou Yi thought, he understood the origin of Ling Yuan Guo.

Dagan is also planted in greenhouses, and the greenhouse created by the formation method allows the fruits of southern Xinjiang to grow well in Luojing.

Finally, Ling Yuanguo threw it into Mao Jiu's mouth again and rushed to the next stall.

There were only those kinds of entertainment in ancient times. Except for listening to music in Goulan, other riddle guessing tricks and tricks were boring.

Luo Li watched other people's iron gun lock their throats for fun, jumped up and smashed their iron gun three times, and ran away quickly losing money.

The two of them strolled around three streets. It was almost midnight. They bought some sweet-scented osmanthus wine and moon cakes and were planning to go home.

Suddenly, Zhou Yi sensed the fluctuation of mana and looked up at the eaves above his head. A tabby cat was shuttled down the roof.

Behind the tabby cat, several black cats chased and killed them, spitting out black aura and smoothly cutting the tiles.

Luo Jing forbids fighting, and a few cats are good at strength, only daring to fight secretly.

Seeing that it was about to be overtaken, the tabby cat rolled into a bird, flapping into the air.

The black cat seemed to have expected it, and opened his mouth to spit out a black net, enveloping the birds.

The bird's wings vibrated, and the body shrank rapidly, turning into a bee buzzing and escaping from the gap in the black net, and dived into the crowd.

The black cat jumped off the eaves, followed the direction of the bee's escape, and quickly chased it up.

"What a subtle technique of change!"

Zhouyi's magic power swept across the eaves, and there was a thumb-sized orb in his hand, white as jade, with lines of lying cows inscribed on the surface.

When the tabby cat was changing the bird, he took the opportunity to hide the bead in the gap of the eaves, and then led the hunter to go elsewhere.

If it was an ordinary object, Zhou Yi would not care. The magical instruments in his dantian could arm a family of sects, but this spiritual pearl had a pure Yang breath.

Zhou Yi poured mana into the orb, and then gave back a ray of soul power.

This strand of soul power is extremely pure, and it blends into the Yin God without refining, and its effect is comparable to ten-day visualization.

Zhou Yi's eyes lit up: "Don't let others lose it, it will be mine if they pick it up!"

The cultivation of the spiritual realm mainly relies on visualization, supplemented by the growth of spiritual things.

Lunar Moon Hua's rank is a bit low. After all, the fairy peach leaf is not a proper spiritual object for raising the gods.

Other spiritual things that grow Yinshen are of great value. Zhouyi can only visualize diligently every day. It is estimated that he can try to enter the fire in one hundred and eighty years and be promoted to the day tour.

This is already ten thousand years of mana back feeding the flesh and soul, and the talent for visualization efficiency is extraordinary.

This precious orb just made up for the shortcomings of practice.

Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

Zhou Yi dismissed the clingy cat nine and studied the orb in the house.

It's a pity that no matter how mana was poured, there was no soul power feedback, and several refining methods were tried, but the orb did not respond.

"One-time magic weapon? Wouldn't it be a waste of joy!"

Zhouyi inspected the orb carefully and found that it was a whole body, except for the lines on the cow, without any prohibition marks.

Among the ordinary magical artifacts, there are various prohibition inscriptions arranged by the refiner, which have the equivalent of increasing power, additional spells, and countering the back door. The orb seems to be naturally polished from jade.

"You don't give face, then don't blame the Lord for being rude!"

Zhou Yi took out an inferior artifact, stroked it **** the orb, and replaced it with a middle-grade or high-grade artifact, without leaving a trace.

Then the Ziying Sword appeared in his hand and slashed on the orb.

A hazy white light glowed from the orb, and the sword's edge was kept out.

"Small, since there is a hint of wisdom, it's easier to know that you are afraid!"

Zhou Yi took out the new overlord Jin Jiao in the pubic area, and placed the orb at the gate of the scissors, and then cut it down forcefully.

Hum!

The orb kept trembling, sending out a message of fear and begging for mercy.

"Count you acquaintance!"

Zhouyi casts mana again and refines the orb smoothly.

This treasure is called the Twelve Yuan Chenzhu, a set of twelve, and has two effects.

The first is to refine the demon soul, turning it into pure soul power, which is used to increase the Yin Shen.

The previous owner, the raccoon cat that ran away, killed a big demon in the daytime, and the stored soul power could not be refined in the future, and it was cheaper in Zhou Yi.

The second utility is communication.

The refining materials of the Twelve Yuan Chenzhu are true immortal jade bones, which have mysterious feelings between each other. After refining, they can communicate with other eleven people.

Zhou Yi stroked the Orb lightly, and two messages came into his mind.

Maotu: Qianhuan, you are finally here, have you gotten to work?

Weiyang: Does Dagan have no monsters?

Maotu: Qingshan, how is your situation there?

Zhouyi judged from these two sentences that Qianhuan should be a ugly cow, and not asking with a code name indicates that it is likely to know the true identity.

At the same time, as soon as the divine consciousness entered, they found that Zhouyi was online, so the orb had a reminder function.

"Group chat?"

Zhou Yi did not say anything, and silently observed them chatting.

Weiyang: Very bad, Ao Xun is the proud blood of that old dragon, and he is still hunting for the human monks.

Chenlong: Do I need to go there?

Weiyang: We can stand it, and if real people cultivate into real immortals as soon as possible, we will be much easier.

Chenlong: It's not so easy for a real fairy, unless the chance is against the sky, in case there is no hope. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Shenhou: Qianhuan, why didn't you reply? Did something happen?

Zhouyi observed for a while and found that from beginning to end, there were only four people: Maotu, Weiyang, Chenlong, and Shenhou.

As soon as he thought, he asked aloud: "Poverty Dao San Enlightenment, the treasure I picked up on the road, I don't know who you said Qianhuan is?"

Weiyang: Sanwu real person!

Shenhou: A true fairy!

Maotu: Master of Kendo!

Chenlong: Which Taoist Fellow is the three enlightenment of slaying the dragon with one sword?

Zhou Yi couldn't help but smack his lips, when did Sanwu become so famous!

High-speed text beat me in the 30-year chapter list of the Demon Slayer Division

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