I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 19

　　 Wanshou Palace.

　　 Green smoke curls up.

　　 There is a faint sound of chanting.

　　 Wang Ye begged to see Emperor Jingtai. After the in-house attendant notified him, he waited for a long time before allowing him to enter.

　　 Jingtai Emperor Li Xian was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged on a futon, with a scroll of Taoism in his hand, he smiled when he saw Wang Ye coming in.

　　 "Wang Aiqing sees me, what can I do? The affairs of the DPRK and China can be discussed with the prince."

　　 "Your Majesty..."

　　Wang Ye looked around in the hall. A dozen middle-aged and elderly Taoists were meditating and refining qi.

　　 Emperor Jingtai said, "I love Qing but it's okay to say."

　　 Wang Ye bowed and said: "Your Majesty, one hour ago, a hundred miles southeast of Kyoto, there was a sword repairer who cut off the mountain with one sword. The dust-free real person said it was at least the first grade."

　　 "Well? First Grade Swordsman is indeed an extraordinary expert."

　　 Jingtai Emperor put away the Taoist scriptures, his expression slightly straightened.

　　 Da Qian is known as the dynasty, and there are a lot of high-ranking third-ranks, but reaching the first-rank realm is extremely rare, not to mention the sword repair who is famous for killing and cutting.

　　 Wang Ye continued: "Master Wuxiang uses the causal secret method to sense the remnants of sword energy and judges it to be a fairy sword."

　　 "The fairy!"

　　 Jingtai Emperor's voice became serious: "Master Wuxiang is sure that you read it right?"

　　 First-class sword repair is rare in the world, but there are still a few in the Dagan territory, such as the ancestor of the Luofu Sword Palace, the previous head of the Tongtian Sword Sect.

　　 Immortal device is already a treasure beyond the realm of the first rank. Once it exerts its strongest power, it can be compared to a real celestial arhat.

　　 Dagan ruled Yunzhou for 1,500 years, and there was no fairy weapon to suppress the national movement.

　　 "The remaining sword aura contains pure yang, and you can't go wrong."

　　 Li Ye pointed a little, a light curtain appeared in the hall, and it was the broken peak displayed inside.

　　 Emperor Jingtai waved his hand to capture a breath from the light curtain, carefully sensing it.

　　 "It really is an immortal sword! Mr. Chu, you go to investigate yourself, and remember to keep quiet."

　　 A figure appeared in the corner of the hall, the chief in charge of one of the four immortals, Lord Chu.

　　 The four immortal divisions, the demon-slashing division killing the tyrannical, the mysterious and profound guarding the dragon division, the vast interpersonal relationship of the immortal division division, and the internal servants can only make people listen to them.

　　 "Yes."

　　East Palace.

　　 The prince of Jianguo is reviewing the memorial.

　　 Dagan has a vast territory. The sixteen states used to be dozens of countries, but now they are under unified management, and the affairs that need to be reviewed every day are piled up.

　　 A little **** came in through the side door and whispered a few words in the ear of the prince.

Snapped!

　　 The prince's face was calm, and the pen in his hand was abruptly pinched into two pieces.

　　 "Please come, Mr. Tan."

　　 A moment later, the servant of the East Palace told Tan Hong to come in.

　　 The prince backed away, his face couldn't help anymore, and the clouds were hermetically sealed.

　　 "Sir, Li Ye, the official book of the Ministry of Rites, went to see the emperor. It is said that there are traces of the fairy sword..."

　　 Tan Hong tasted tea without rush, and paused slightly when he only heard the fairy sword.

　　 "His Royal Highness, don't care about the fairy sword, not to mention whether you can find a first-grade sword repairer with a fairy sword, who can take it from him?"

　　 The prince said in a deep voice: "Sir, if we can attract subordinates..."

　　 Tan Hong interrupted the prince's words: "His Royal Highness, you are now a prison country, and you are in control. You don't need to do anything, just wait slowly."

"Wait?"

　　 The prince's voice was louder: "I have been a prince alone for 30 years. Is it necessary to have to supervise the country for 30 years? So far, the prince has been called by the prince for 60 years?"

　　 "His majesty is talented in martial arts, and he entered the third rank in ten years. The first emperor praised him: Emperor Lei Guangming."

　　 Tan Hong said: "Now that he can withdraw from the court and devote himself to practice, he has already expressed his attitude to give his Royal Highness the right to supervise the country."

　　 "The lonely boy is not a teenager. He is over sixty years old. What power is in charge of supervising the country, does the sir believe it himself?"

The prince stroked his gray hair: "All affairs in the middle of the kingdom are not under the control of the emperor. The lonely is just a tool and utensil. A few days ago, please peace with the emperor. The lonely white hair is gray and the emperor is light and healthy. I don't know who Father and son!"

　　 "His Royal Highness, be careful!"

　　 Tan Hong waved his hand to put down the soundproofing ban. Who knows how many emperors have eyes and ears in the East Palace.

　　 "Your Majesty, don't worry, we don't need to do it ourselves, just wait for Duke Chu to find the trail of the fairy sword. With your majesty's mind and character, conflicts will inevitably occur, and it will not be too late to recruit."

　　 "Sir, it's my humerus!"

　　 Tan Hong nodded slightly, pretending not to hear clearly.

　　 early morning.

　　 Zhou Yi woke up from a deep sleep and had breakfast at the inn.

　　 steamed buns, porridge, pickles, far worse than the Xingfang fish, but Zhou Yi had a great appetite.

　　 Chew slowly, the food was swallowed into the abdomen, and it was immediately refined into nothingness by the Huang Ting Dao Jing, and it would not deposit in the body at all.

　　 Most monks do not eat whole grains to avoid contaminating their innate body, and spend time to get rid of them with mana, but Zhou Yi is reluctant to part with the smoke and fire in the world.

　　 Huang Ting Tao Scripture does not have special attributes such as ice, raging fire, thunder and wind, and the only characteristic is that it continues to run on its own.

　　 Zhouyi wiped his mouth after eating and drinking, and asked: "The shopkeeper, why didn't you see the little brother Paidang yesterday?"

　　 The shopkeeper was clearing the accounts and responded without looking up: "I went out to watch the lights last night and I don't know what happened. I haven't come back yet."

　　 Zhou Yi shook his head secretly, without asking more questions.

　　 all the way through half of the southern city, came to the resident of the Demon Slayer.

　　 The token of the Ministry of Property, the identity was verified, and he returned to the Ministry of Property.

　　 Zhang Cheng hasn't come yet, Liu Yao has sent a booklet, which records the demon materials sent by the torture room yesterday.

　　 "Lao Zhang went to the Chunfeng Tower yesterday, but he probably won't wake up today."

　　 Liu Ya smiled: "With old arms and legs, I am not afraid of being entangled in a pile of women."

　　 "In the pile?"

　　 Zhouyi accurately grasped the key points. As for death is impossible, I have never heard of an expert in the realm of God refining to death.

　　 The two looked at each other, as if they had met a confidant, and the atmosphere suddenly became happy.

　　 The literary staff of other subjects arrived one after another, and they greeted Zhou Yi and chatted for a few words before starting to copy the books.

　　 Nearly evening in the afternoon, Zhang Cheng came to work in a hurry. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Zhouyi has finished sorting out the transcripts, and Zhang Cheng turned a few pages before sending it to Master Chen's book, and by the way praised the oiran of Chunfenglou.

　　 Master Chen was once a romantic talent, severely contemptuous

　　 Just the second day after he arrived, Zhou Yi had clearly felt the difference between Wubu and Xingfang. They were both inferior officials, probably the difference between formal workers and contract workers.

　　 I have been familiar with it for more than half a month, Zhou Yi has already gotten acquainted with his colleagues, and I went to drink a few times.

　　 The checkout was of course not Zhou Yi. The money he stayed at the inn was borrowed by Zhang Cheng, which can be said to be poor.

　　 This day.

　　 It's finally time for the monthly payment.

　　 The staff in charge of the work in the Wufang Fang does not enter the official rank, and the salary is not paid by the court, and the department handles it by itself.

　　 Zhouyi followed Zhang Cheng to see the official Bai Si, and received the scholar's salary.

　　 "Lao Zhang, this is yours, two waste pills, ten catties of inferior meat, and five hundred dollars."

　　 Bai Sili handed a package of things to Zhang Cheng, and looked at Zhouyi: "Last month, 13 days of work, half a month. One waste pill, five catties of inferior meat, five hundred dollars."

　　 "Thank you, Lord Bai."

　　 Zhou Yi took the money, a white porcelain bottle and a black meat strip.

　　 left the secretary's room.

　　 Zhou Yi smelled the meat strips and easily judged that it was the internal organs of the tiger demon race.

　　 Opened the porcelain bottle, there was a black pill in autumn, which should be the essence pill after sniffing.

　　Essence Qi Pill is the lowest elixir. It is made from the essence of the flesh and blood of the monster race.

　　 "Don't look at it, the meat is good, and the medicine is okay."

　　 Zhang Cheng opened the porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and threw it directly into his mouth.

　　 "The taste is a bit worse than before."

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