I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 222

Zhouyi is visualizing the downfall clock, exercising Yinshen, and striving for an early promotion to the day trip.

Master Chen led a young man, opened the door and introduced him with a smile.

"Lao Zhou, this is the new official, the young master of the Cui family, Cui Yuan."

After Zhang Cheng's resignation, there were vacancies for the young officials. Many people took the path of Chen Zhubu, hoping to make contributions to the court. Unexpectedly, they would end up on Young Master Cui's head.

The Cui family is a big family with a lot of talents, so Master Chen can be called a young master, at least as a direct family member.

With such an identity, it is too wronged to be a small official in the Ministry of Materials, even if he is a colleague with Zhou Yi. .

Among the Cui clan, there are great Confucian scholars who are good at teaching apprentices, and they are far more promising than those who renounced the family halfway.

Cui Yuan did not have the arrogance of the young master of the family, and bowed and said: "I have met Zhou Zhenren, I have met Brother Chen."

"Um."

Zhou Yi promised, Cui Yuan smelled a familiar scent on his body, his eyes flashed with aura, and he performed a vision Qi technique.

The luck is gray and black, and his fate is soon.

The master book of Chen also confessed a few sentences to Cui Yuan, not about the rules of the material department, but constantly mentioning the Zhouyi and Chen Yingqin's practice, and there was no time to copy the bibliography.

Cui Yuan immediately understood, and said: "Uncle Chen, my nephew is born with obstructed meridians, and he is weak and unable to practice. Let me copy the book."

"That's right, it's not a problem to be too idle every day."

Master Chen took out a pack of tea leaves from the sleeve cage and put it on the table of Zhou Yi: "Lao Zhou, this is the spiritual tea made by my sister-in-law. Let me give you a catty to drink. There is not enough."

Chen Ying couldn't believe it when he heard the words.

Yangshenling tea is made from condensed flowers, and it is not one of them. There are spiritual fields suitable for planting condensed flowers in the mother's family.

The annual output is only 35 kilograms.

"Old Chen, don't be so restrained. Turn around and thank County Master Chen for me."

Of course, Zhouyi knows that spiritual tea is precious, and spiritual tea for cultivating the gods is far more than the spiritual tea of ​​Baiyunguan, and cannot hold up a large amount.

Master Chen suddenly let go, from a slight bow to a shy official belly.

"I told my sister-in-law that there is no need to be so solemn, because we can't borrow a volume of Taoism based on our friendship. I have already told the Chunfeng Tower, and I will go to drink in the future and I will put it on the account of the goods department."

"Haha, old Chen is magnificent."

Of course, Zhouyi does not lack the money for drinking and listening to music, but it leads Chen's book.

Master Chen is a scholar of the Eight Classics. He understands the value of "Jing Ming Shui Jing Zhu" and understands to guide Chen Ying's practice. It is not for spiritual tea or other, but pure friendship with friends.

Cui Yuan on the side was very curious about what Taoism could be worth a pound of spiritual tea.

On the contrary, it was the strange bronze clock on the table of Zhouyi. Cui Yuan glanced at it, and it felt very mysterious.

The next value is approaching.

After Cui Yuan handed in today's bibliography, he said: "Brother has booked a private room in Dashunzhai. Would you like Zhou Zhenren and Brother Chen to have a meal?"

Chen Ying smiled and said, "Brother Yuan, are you inviting guests sincerely?"

Cui Yuan nodded and said, "That's natural."

Chen Ying said: "Whoever goes to Dashunzhai sincerely is a place to talk about official affairs."

Cui Yuan wondered: "Where should I go?"

Chen Ying smiled and said, "Of course it is Chunfeng Tower!"

Of course, Zhang Cheng resigned. His spirit of going to the Chunfeng Tower if he had something to do, and going to the Chunfeng Tower if he had nothing to do, stayed in the Wu Department forever.

"I've been weak since I was young, and I've never been to..."

Cui Yuan looked like he was eighteen or nine years old, with a handsome face, a slightly haggard and pale face, and a thin figure, as if he would float away as soon as the wind blows.

"Brother Yuan thinks too much, we just went to eat and drink."

Chen Yingshun said, "Brother Zhou has been there for a few years, and now he is still...uuuuu?"

"Shut up if you can't speak!"

An hour later.

Cui Yuan hugged left and right, so happy.

This fully proves that happiness can be contagious, and that bad learning is self-explanatory.

Cui Yuan's appearance and temperament are just the weak scholar in the girls' dreams. Coupled with the Cui surname, he is even more perfect than the man in the script.

Approaching child time.

Cui Yuan reluctantly bids farewell to several newly recognized sisters, and promises to come back to talk tomorrow.

Zhou Yi asked with a smile: "Why don't you stay overnight?"

"Brother Zhou should be able to see my condition. If you want to live a few more days, you should exercise restraint."

Goulan is really a good place to pull in relationships. After only coming once, Cui Yuan's restraint in front of Zhouyi was much less.

Zhouyi is different from Cui's great Confucian, gentle, approachable.

Zhou Yi asked: "Can't the Cui family do anything?"

Cui Yuan shook his head and replied, "They said that unless the real immortal comes, there is no cure."

Zhou Yi said: "That shouldn't come to the Wu Department, the underground evil spirit is a bit heavy."

"They arranged, I can only come."

Cui Yuan was talking, and when he saw the carriage waiting at the door, he arched his hands and said, "Brother Zhou, the younger brother is going home."

"Um."

Zhou Yi looked at the carriage disappearing into the night, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Interesting, that old dragon's son is really all over the sky!"

At first sight of Cui Yuan, he smelled the smell of dragon blood, which seemed to be hidden by some secret method. If it hadn't been for Zhou Yi to kill a lot of Dragon Palace spies and refining the blood of the true dragon by himself, he might not have been able to sense it.

The half-dragon body, although the cultivation aptitude is inferior, the physical body should be far beyond the ordinary, and the lifespan is longer than the simple human race.

"A poor man again!"

There was a cloud under Zhou Yi's feet, soaring into the air, and returning home in a flash.

Gumun was sleeping soundly on the fairy peach tree, refining the pill in his body by himself, and suddenly flew into the air.

Huh, huh!

Without opening his eyes, he smelled a familiar smell, turned over and continued to sleep.

Cat Jiu looked at him with eager eyes, Xian Chang returned home, and did not talk to the lord of the backyard first.

"There really is a different kind of blood!"

Zhou Yi exerted his supernatural powers, and there was a ray of supernatural power in his body, extremely weak, as if there was something like nothing.

After beheading the Goshawk Demon King, he gained the magical power of the earth evil: Tiaoqi.

The method of adjusting the birds, taming the beasts and defending the beasts can be pure, inspire the blood of the beasts, and return to their ancestors.

Meow!

Mao Jiu jumped on Zhou Yi's shoulder, rubbing and acting like a baby.

Zhou Yiyi pointed at Mao Jiu's forehead and used his magical powers to adjust the birds, and he immediately sensed the power of the vigorous bloodline.

The power of blood is flowing, and there is faint Buddhist music singing.

Hululu!

Mao Jiu let out a comfortable purr, feeling that his strength has grown rapidly.

"Sure enough, Immortal Chang still spoils me the most!"

The night is heavy.

The county town was silent, and occasionally a few dog barks were heard.

Rustle...

A group of people followed the root of the wall ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and gathered from all directions, surrounding a mansion.

Fushun Escort.

The total dart head ranks fourth, and there are six gas-refining dart heads under his command. There are hundreds of talented dart masters, and they are well-known in Hangzhou County and even Jinhua County.

When the dawn is approaching, people sleep the deepest, and the secret whistle on duty is also exhausted.

The shadows hidden in the dark fell into the hospital and removed the dark whistles one by one.

The smoke was blown into the room where the **** guards rested, and when the effect of the medicine took place, he opened the door and tied everyone inside.

call out!

Suddenly Ming Dy soared into the sky, very ear-piercing in the silence of the night, awakening the master of the dart board.

The qi refining master rose into the air and roared when he saw the arresting figure surrounded by the dart board.

"Enemy attack!"

Chapter end