I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 216

There was a long-lost laughter.

Colleagues came to visit one after another, listening to Chen Ying boasting about the experience of southern Xinjiang, and by the way received a local specialty of the five internal organs.

A picture of a lady.

Entering mana can turn into a maid, the only flaw is that she is afraid of water.

My colleagues have long been greedy, and when on duty, there is an oiran-level Mei Jiao Niang waiting.

Zhang Cheng is worthy of being a master of painting. The pictures of ladies distributed by each person are different in appearance, appearance and style. .

Master Chen announced in due course: "All Chunfeng Building will be available tonight, and this official treats guests."

Chen Ying went to southern Xinjiang. Not only did she refine her spirit on the battlefield, she also made a lot of military exploits. Armed with military service, relying on the background relationship of the Chen family, his career will be smooth in the future.

Originally because Chen Ying lingered in Chunfeng Tower, the sister-in-law, who was often whispering in her ears, said that she would make dumplings by herself.

After the hustle and bustle all morning, it gradually calmed down.

Chen Ying copied the Taoist scriptures.

Zhang Cheng depicts a picture of a lady.

Zhou Yi didn't visualize the map of Wan Jian's return to the clan, but took out a brass clock and stared at it.

The brass bell is about a foot high and resembles an enlarged version of a copper bell, with complex inscriptions on the surface.

When I looked at it, Shenhun fell into it.

There seems to be a bell ringing in the Yin God, purging evil and pure spirit.

Zhou Yi recovered from his absence, carefully comprehending the change of Yinshen, and his resilience grew a bit.

To enter the fire, you need to start with the fire and gradually increase the power of the flames until you can resist the real fire of the sun before you can be promoted to the day tour.

This is an extremely complicated process, and what is needed is the tenacity of Yin Shen, and Zhou Yi has just adapted to the most common Yin Huo.

His eyes recovered from the confusion, dozens of double images in front of him, and finally two were condensed.

Zhang Cheng, Chen Ying.

Chen Ying's eyes were absent, her mouth was drooling, and she was lost in her soul.

Zhang Cheng has awakened from the shock of his soul, but he didn't dare to look again, and asked, "Lao Zhou, where did you get this clock?"

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "It broke through Dashun Kyoto and picked it up from the palace."

"Tsk tusk! Lao Zhou was so lucky that he encountered a good thing!"

Zhang Cheng said in amazement: "This clock will shake the soul with just one glance at the inscription. It is a good treasure for refining the gods."

"Brother Zhang has been shining brightly in recent days, and maybe something good will happen to him."

Zhou Yi waved an aura of light on Chen Ying's head, awakening him from a state of loss of soul.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

Chen Ying muttered to herself for a while before slowly recovering her memory. Thinking of her idiot appearance, she hurriedly covered her face and wiped her mouth and turned around.

Zhou Yi laughed and continued to exercise Yinshen through falling souls.

After the death of the witch god, he boarded more than four hundred pages of the demon illustration book and rewarded the falling soul bell.

This treasure specializes in attacking the three souls and six souls, and has miraculous effects on ghosts, yin gods, and primordial spirits.

Once it is cast, it can make people lose their souls, and there is no power to resist.

Luopu Zhong Shan's killing power is far inferior to the Golden Jiao Shear, but it requires much less mana, and it restrains the soul, and has another big weapon in the fight against the fairy.

The bell rang, and the golden dragon shears clicked, sending the king into reincarnation.

Zhou Yi thought of the memory fragments exposed in front of his eyes after the death of the wizard god, and his good mood suddenly deteriorated.

There are three most important things in the memory of the wizard god.

The first is Emperor Guangming, when the witch **** will use incense to seal the gods, he is plundered by others and escapes into the underworld to get his life.

This makes the witch **** hate Dagan extremely, and it is directly related to the fact that the ghost and the fairy queen, the barbarians have repeatedly invaded.

The second is the inheritance of ghosts and immortals, the witch **** was promoted to ghosts and immortals, and fortunately he was not taken away.

Later, I learned that the immortal demon was nasty, and I was so frightened that he did not dare to return to the tomb of the ghost and immortal.

These two things, ordinary people know, will be regarded as peerless secrets.

Zhou Yi disagrees, reading a lot, just like reading a history book, it can't attract any mood swings.

The third thing made Zhou Yi frown.

In the memory of the Witch God, the deputy leader of the Sky Demon League, that is, the Divorce of Our Lady of White Lotus, once conspired with the Witch God to trap Dagan Wusheng.

The witch **** revealed his aura in Dagan territory, and "it just so happened" that Wu Sheng was roaming here, and a fierce battle broke out, and the witch **** fled in embarrassment.

Wu Sheng fell into a trap during the chase and was attacked by the Mother of White Lotus, severely wounded and defeated.

"The Sky Demon League, it's really lingering."

Zhou Yi looked in the direction of the imperial palace.

Chunfeng Building.

The old bustard knows the bead with wise eyes.

The repertoire was immediately changed on the stage, and Zhang Cheng was happy to hear it, and then he admired another bead.

The murderous grievances accumulated in Southern Xinjiang slowly dissipated in the Oiran dance music, and the killer from the battlefield became a small official.

Yin Shen gradually became clear from the murderous intent, Zhou Yi recalled what he had done, and the murderousness was a bit more serious.

Of course, it will still be the same after starting again.

"It's no wonder that when the slaying calamity is coming, the immortal demons have lost their minds and have fallen into the tribulation without knowing it."

After Zhou Yi listened to a few songs, he got up and drove away, without even noticing Zhang Cheng beside him.

Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

Luo Li sat cross-legged under the fairy peach tree, exercising his qi.

Not long after the Chinese New Year, he successfully promoted to the Qi Refining Realm during a time of demons and slayers.

The aura under the fairy peach tree is extremely rich, and in just two months, it has already reached the sixth level of Consummation.

Mao Jiu squatted on the stone table and pointed to the billowing nose to reprimand.

"Stealing every day, are you a bear or a pig..."

"After eating so many elixir, the cultivation base can't grow..."

"Xian Chang said that you have the bloodline of the ancient alien beast, and there is still the ancient beast?"

The billowing body grew fast, stood up a head taller than Mao Jiu, frightened by the threat of rations, had to lie down and let the blame. With small pitch-black eyes rolling around, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the sitting figure in the blue shirt behind Mao Jiu.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Mao Jiu suddenly became angry, and was about to take out the majesty of the backyard lord, rubbed the top of his head with one palm.

"Meow!"

The familiar breath made Mao Jiu let out a comfortable cry: "Xianchang, you are back."

Luo Li heard Mao Jiu talking and opened his eyes to see Zhou Yi who was drinking tea, and quickly got up to salute. ,

"Yes, Zhen Qi will be cultivated into the viscera."

Zhou Yi said: "You must remember that there is a degree of relaxation in practice, and don't be too tight, which is not conducive to understanding the location in the future."

Luo Li bowed and said, "Mr. Xie taught."

"Hahaha! Sure enough, I was right. You can't practice too hard."

Mao Jiu proudly said: "My mother once said that penance is just because there is no shortcut. The easiest way to become a fairy in the world is to hug the thighs of the fairy."

"If you don't work hard, you will be overtaken by Luo Li!"

Zhou Yi rubbed the top of Mao Jiu's head vigorously and asked, "How did you learn your magical powers?"

"Xianchang, this supernatural power suits me too!"

Mao Jiu opened his mouth, the void twisted slightly, and then it slowly got into his mouth.

The cat's body disappeared, and the soul's mana swept past, but no trace was found.

Zhou Yi bends a little, and a gap opens in the place where Mao Jiu disappeared, and the consciousness sweeps through.

The space with a radius of one hundred meters is full of various foods, enough for Cat Jiu to survive for several years.

Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "I can really cultivate it. I don't know if it fits with Mao Jiu or is talented."

The magical pottery pot can open up a private space to store living creatures, and after Mao Jiu is completed, he installs himself in it.

The **** channel method rewarded by the Demon Illustrated Book is accompanied by the method of cultivation. Zhouyi taught Mao Nine to test whether it can be cultivated.

Cat Jiu sensed the sweep of the divine sense, and got out of the pot space with his head down and sighed, "It's still not safe enough!"

"Efforts to cultivate to the highest level, the entrance of the Hutian can't be broken even if the entrance of the ordinary real fairy can't be broken. A cave can be built inside, and elixir can be planted.

Zhou Yi set up a goal for Mao Jiu, lest he just want to hug his thighs and fall into practice.

After making a few pots of peach leaf tea, he pointed out Luo Li's doubts about cultivation, and went back to the room to sleep soundly.

Supernatural powers.

Marry a dream.

Chunfeng Building.

After drinking wine and listening to the music, Zhang Cheng picked a few pleasing girls up to the second floor.

As he went upstairs, Zhang Cheng suddenly turned his head and looked at the seat on his left.

"When did Lao Zhou leave?"

How could an expert in refining gods have forgotten, Zhang Cheng was about to cast a spell to remember, and the girls on the left and right were immediately anxious.

No one knows the name of Zhang Cheng, who is good at dealing with people, and is tenacious. Which side of the world is better than enjoying making money...

"Brother Zhang——"

"Sincere--"

With the sound of Yanyu Yingying, round beads and jade, Zhang Cheng was full of heart when he heard it, and he couldn't even think of Zhouyi.

"I'm coming!"

A night of spring at the bottom of the Furong tent.

It was not until dawn that Zhang Cheng fell into a deep sleep.

In my sleep.

Zhang Cheng found himself above the sky, among the clouds, looking down at the lights of Luo Jing's Wanjia, and accurately found the red lantern of the Chunfeng Tower.

"Dream? Or illusion?"

He looked up and saw a figure of a Taoist man surrounded by purple air, hitting the floating dust with his hand, looking at himself.

Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed through, but he still couldn't see the Taoist's face. He immediately had a spectrum in his heart, and he hurriedly bowed to salute: "Junior Zhang Cheng, pay homage to senior."

"I am the Yuzhu Cave of Zhongnan Mountain, Yunzhongzi!"

Under the purple qi, Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Heaven and earth will change, and the catastrophe will rise. Are you willing to cast down demons and eliminate demons and save the people of Li people?"

"Not willing."

Zhang Cheng said decisively: "The younger generation has low magic power, and his life is almost exhausted, and he can't bear the responsibility. The younger generation knows a son of destiny who has a strong head and strong luck. How about a senior looking for him?"

Zhou Yi asked: "Who is the name of the Son of Destiny?"

"The last name is Li, Mu, not only is fortune, but he is also carrying a lot of treasures, enough to take on the great responsibility!"

Before going to Southern Xinjiang, Zhang Cheng had already investigated clearly who was secretly doing the bad things. Don't underestimate the network of real god-cultivating people, especially those who have lived for three hundred years and easily found Li Mu.

A person who cultivates the gods dignifiedly, he can't play with the juniors.

There was a big chance for this, and Zhang Cheng immediately thought of Li Mu.

"In that case, I went to find Li Mu..."

Zhou Yi's voice turned and said: "In order to prevent the news of the catastrophe from being leaked, this seat can only silence your mouth. When you reincarnate, you can report the name of the poor, and you will be able to reincarnate the rich and the rich in the next life."

"Uh?"

Zhang Cheng's expression was stagnant, this way of vitality was righteous and magnificent, and he was obviously an expert of Taoism. How could he act so unreasonably?

I saw the Taoist waving the whisk, the majestic mana turned into a giant palm and photographed, carrying the power of heaven and earth, irresistible.

"Senior, wait a minute!"

Zhang Cheng quickly said: "The younger generation feels uncomfortable if they don't drop demons and eliminate demons for a day, so they should take on this important task!"

"Russ can be taught."

Zhou Yi almost couldn't help but smile, took out the list of conferred gods, and granted Zhang Cheng the qualifications of conferring gods.

Humanitarian merits appraisal, unsatisfied as expected.

The spiritual light of the Fengshen Bang shone, and a purple qi fell into Zhang Cheng's body.

Zhang Cheng found that there was a long blank slot in front of him, and nearly 10% of the left side was purple.

"Senior, what is this?"

Zhou Yi said: "This is a humanitarian merit. Once your merits are complete, you will be able to become immortal right away."

Zhang Cheng wondered: "Seniors, juniors donate gold and silver every day to help the poor, how can they only have so little merit?"

Zhou Yi explained: "Only by slashing demons and eliminating demons can we accumulate humanitarian merit!"

"So that's the case, the younger generation will go to kill demons and slayer demons, and will never live up to the important task."

Zhang Cheng didn't believe a word of the Taoist's words, but the situation was stronger than that of people.

"It's so good."

The voice fell, and the figure disappeared.

Zhang Cheng fell from the cloud, no matter how to use the escape method, it was useless, and he watched himself fall into the Chunfeng Tower.

"Oh!"

With a scream, Zhang Cheng woke up from his deep sleep and cast dozens of spells in a row, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It turned out to be a dream!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng's heart was quite empty and sad.

When he was young, he had a dream of immortal fate, eagerly seeking fate, and almost died in the hands of the evil demon.

Now that the fairy dream is made again, the mentality is completely different, with fear and loss.

"But this dream is too fake. There is no such good thing in the world that demons can be cast down and demons can become immortals on the ground. The demons outside the territory are not killed... eh?"

Zhang Cheng's face gradually stiffened, and a long blank slot appeared in front of him, the left end of which was dyed purple.

hiss--

Taking a breath of air-conditioning, he put on his clothes indiscriminately, and his figure appeared outside the Chunfeng Tower for a moment.

As soon as the night breeze blew, Zhang Cheng calmed down and began to think about countermeasures.

"Go to Baiyun to watch Zhuxiang? No, Changchun's miscellaneous hair still remembers hating Lingcha."

"How many days do you live in the Chenghuang Temple? I just picked up the incense a few days ago, and now I can't get in."

"You can only go to the Bodhi Temple! The poor monk is a Buddhist disciple, and the Buddha will definitely bless..."

Zhang Cheng put on a monk's clothes, put on a robe, flew to the Bodhi Temple, made up his mind to hide for a while, and asked the Buddha to drive away evil spirits.

early morning.

The sky is bright.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Zhou Yi woke up from his sleep.

Sweeping the divine sense, he turned out to be a servant eunuch, third grade martial arts.

Father Zhu felt the sense of God swept away, and said loudly: "Zhou Zhenren, our family Feng Chu Chitose is visiting."

The gate opens by itself.

Zhou Yi sat on the stone chair in the courtyard, the fairy peach tree condensed its breath, and the sacred cow disappeared.

"Excuse the real person to practice."

Father Zhu looked kind, and said, "Duke Chu heard that real people are good at alchemy, and he sent our family to ask if he can refine this pill?"

Speaking, take out a piece of paper ~www.mtlnovel.com~ There are dozens of spiritual things written densely on it, without the name of the pill.

Zhou Yi thought for a moment, and said: "It seems that it is a kind of pill for longevity and longevity, and it can be refined by itself."

"Zhou Zhen is a talented person, our family will have to talk more in the future."

Grandpa Zhu's eyes lit up, and whether Grandpa Chu needed to make alchemy or not, he also wanted to befriend the master of the alchemy.

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "My father-in-law does not think the courtyard is simple and simple, he is always welcome."

"Then our family will return to life first."

Zhu Gonggong retired, turned into a streamer and fled to the servant.

Waiting to return to the Office of the Department of Internal Attendants.

Zhu Gonggong suddenly remembered the purpose of his trip, which was to investigate the traces of the true immortals in Beijing, and took out the jade plate artifacts, but did not find any reaction.

"Well, Zhou Zhenren has nothing to do with Zhenxian!"

Chapter end