I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 242

　　 I have been in the Thirty Years of Demon Slayer Division, Chapter 242, Ren Yuan Da Dan at midnight.

　　 The music on stage is beautiful.

　　 Platform will be awake and sleepy next week, and a yin **** will turn into a streamer and fly southeast.

　　 Wulong Mountain.

　　 Since Huayang Zhenxian passed on the Dharma Yunxiao Taoist Temple, it has become a rare fairy mountain in Yunzhou, and the Taoism has been passed on for tens of thousands of years.

　　 When the Yunxiao Taoist Palace was prosperous, there were more than a dozen Yangshen masters who held the Yunzhou Taoist gate, but it has been declining day by day, and only one half-yang **** sits in the town.

　　The Dagan ruled Yunzhou for thousands of five hundred years. The Baijia and martial arts in the side sect were extremely prosperous. On the contrary, the authentic Taoism and Buddhism of the Xuanmen descent. . Even after Jingtai suppressed the King of the Eighteenth Route and the immortals taxed them, Buddhism and Taoism became a vassal of Dagan.

　　 Yunxiao Taoist Palace is located on the mountainside.

　　 Surrounded by mountains and sheltered by deep forests, people are rare and seem quite deserted.

　　 Zhou Yi flew to a nearby place, and a transparent formation prohibited the manifestation, isolating the Yin God.

　　 The fat Taoist on duty woke up, flew over to check, found no trace, turned and left.

　　 after a moment.

　　 The fat Taoist went and returned. After checking, he found no abnormalities. A heavy trapped formation was arranged outside the formation.

　　 "Don't bother Dao Ye Qingxiu again, grab the stew!"

　　 Zhouyi stood aside, watching the Taoists come and go. Compared with the kindness and kindness of the monks of Jinguang Temple, the disciples of Yunxiao Taoist Palace were more deserted and dusty.

　　 then held the seal of the elders too, and the aura flashed, passing through the guardian array without any hindrance.

　　 Following the breath of San Wu, came to the back of Taoist Palace, a palace named Taoist.

　　 The night is quiet.

　　 There is no one on duty in the Taoist Temple, and if you don't meditate, you don't know what you're doing.

　　 Zhouyi Yinshen followed the crack of the door and quietly came to the second floor, and saw Sanwu writing.

There are many ancient books, jade slips, and even animal skins piled up next to 　　, and I talk to myself every few lines.

　　 "Thirty thousand years ago, which dynasty came from nearby?"

　　 Sanwu turned out a volume of ancient books, swept through the divine sense, and nodded slightly: "The country is a vassal of the Dao Palace, and the emperor is a disciple of the Dao Palace..."

　　 After checking it, he wrote and drew on the paper.

　　 Zhou Yi drifted closer, and when he saw San Wu's writing, he almost laughed and broke the Zheng Li Wuying Dao Fa.

　　 "In the thirty-seven years of the gale, the ancestor Huayang taught the method of becoming immortal, and asked: Is it possible to have longevity..."

　　 "For the sixty-five years of the gale, the ancestor Huayang took the fine gold of the day to make a fairy sword..."

Sanwu wrote that it didn't feel right, and it was overblown. After all, Huayang True Immortal did not leave any immortal artifacts, so he crossed out this sentence and re-written: "The method of refining immortal swords taught by the ancestor Huayang... "

　　 "Ahem!"

　　 Zhou Yi couldn't stand it anymore, and coughed to remind him.

　　 "When did the layman come?"

　　 Sanwu looked up and saw Zhouyi, and put away the booklet without a trace.

　　 "I just came here and I haven't seen anything."

　　 Zhouyi said: "I have something to ask a fellow Taoist."

　　 Sanwu waved his hand to empty the ancient books, and there were more jade pots and glass cups on the table.

　　 "A few days ago, the old ape sent the spirit wine, 3,000 years old monkey wine, the effect is comparable to the first-class spirit pill. It is said that it was brewed by its ancestors, and I can't bear to drink it!"

　　 The wine is amber color, the aroma is overflowing, the mana increases with a sniff, the tasting a product to comprehend magical powers, it is truly a peerless wine...

　　 Zhouyi heard the name of Hou'erjiu and recalled that Dragon Palace was drunk, and quickly refused: "Do not persuade fellow Taoists, I have quit drinking!"

　　 "Three thousand years of spirit wine, taste it."

　　 Sanwu filled the glass cup as he said.

　　 "Enough is enough!"

　　 "The last one!"

"Continued Cup……"

　　 After a while, the wine is hot, and it's so unpleasant, so let's put aside the drinking diary or something.

　　 Since ancient times, saints and sages have been lonely, only the drinker keeps his name.

　　Zhou Yi exclaimed: "This class of spirit wine is superb and extraordinary. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is Qiongzhiyuye, that old ape is actually willing?"

　　 "Hahaha, the layman doesn't know something, the old ape begged to come a few days ago."

　　 Sanwu said: "It has been trapped in the realm of the Demon King for thousands of years. It has seen the end of its life and cannot touch the threshold of the demon. I beg me to introduce the true ancestor, and ask about immortality."

　　 Zhou Yi asked in confusion: "Father of Daoist agreed?"

　　 "How can I be honest and trustworthy, Peng Dao, never slander, tell the old ape Dao Palace bluntly that there is no true celestial ancestor!"

Sanwu said helplessly: "It happened that the old ape didn't believe it, and Sapo Dangdong offered the spirit wine, but he couldn't accept it. Poor Dao could only agree to it. When the true immortal ancestor came to the Taoist palace, he would use this wine to entertain the true immortal, and mention it by the way. name."

"I see."

　　 Zhouyi's spirit-sensing hip flask, almost bottomed out, and said: "It's finished today, what would you take to entertain the ancestor?"

　　 Originally thought it was Sanwu please drink some wine, but now I always feel that Sanwu stole his own wine.

　　 "Entertain the ancestor of a ghost..."

　　 Sanwu didn't dare to talk: "Others don't know the truth, but the layman still doesn't know the truth? The old Taoist rummaged through the Taoist Temple, and found no relationship at all!"

　　 Zhouyi teased: "What did the fellow Taoist write about the 37th or 65th year of Gale?"

　　 "Have you seen all the laymen?"

　　 Three Wushang faces without red heart, and takes out a book, which is just the past of Huayang Zhenxian and Yiqing Taoist who has just been compiled.

　　 Zhou Yi sent a few pages and asked: "How do you know that the Zhenxiandao number has been cleared?"

　　 Sanwu nodded and said: "Pan Dao didn't know it originally, it was the news from the old ape, and it seemed to make a lot of noise outside the domain."

　　 Zhou Yi touched the ink and paper and reminded: "This paper and handwriting are too new, and no one believes it when I take it out."

　　 "Hey, this is just the first draft, look at this."

　　 Sanwu took out another volume of classics, the paper was slightly yellow, and there was only one page on it.

　　 Zhouyi took the ancient books, and through mana detection, he found that the handwriting paper was at least 30,000 to 40,000 years old.

　　 "Interesting! Put this ancient book in the tomb and then touch it out. It is perfect."

　　 "Haha, Pang Dao once met a little friend, and he is a family of tomb robbers with names and surnames in the ordinary world."

　　 Sanwu proudly said: "Because of the curse of the tomb owner, he used ancestral fraud to understand Erlingdan in the old way. This is one of the methods, such as the five words of longevity..."

　　 Sanwu said that he took out a stack of ancient books, which were all left by the Patriarch Huayang when he was alive, and quickly flipped it with a wave of his hand.

　　 Divine Consciousness scanned the ancient books and found five characters on five pages respectively, and then directly photographed the handwriting with mana and arranged them in sequence on the newly compiled ancient books.

　　 "This method, the combination of immortality and commonplace, exquisite!"

　　 Zhouyi can understand at a glance that the ordinary use of this method will always leave traces of counterfeiting. Directly use mana to clear the ancient writings, and then use mana to capture the writings, even the top masters can't distinguish the true from the false.

　　 Sanwu heard the words, and suddenly laughed proudly. This method is his proud work, and it will be more useful in the future.

　　 "But there is still a flaw."

　　Zhou Yi reminded: "If you want to lie to others, lie to yourself first. No matter what you do in the future, you must regard the true immortal as the true ancestor."

　　 Sanwu doubted: "What does the layman mean?"

　　 "For example, this spirit wine, since it is used to entertain real immortals..."

　　 Zhouyi poured a cup on his own and said: "Then you have to save it carefully, and believe that the true ancestor will come."

　　 "It makes sense!"

Sanwu always felt that there was a problem, thought for a moment, and said: "I and the old ape sent a message, saying that the wine was sent to the true immortal, and the ancestor liked it. Let it send another hundred jin, and wait until the true immortal arrives. Just let it come and welcome it."

　　 is worthy of being the real person of Sanwu, and he immediately understood the essence of it. Not only did he think that the real fairy would come, he even sold the seats for the ceremony.

　　 Zhouyi drank lightly and slowly, wondering when to be free, and came to Yunxiao Taoist Palace as Yiqing.

　　 There are millions of miles away to chase and kill the Virgin Mary of the White Lotus, spreading to several continents.

　　 Everyone in the world thinks that the sword immortal is Yiqing, and Zhouyi's performance is better, and no one doubts it.

　　 Sanwu put away the ancient books and asked: "When the layman came, he said that he had something to inquire. I don't know what it is?"

　　 Zhouyi said: "I have long heard that Taoism has a secret method for refining Yuanda Dan, but I have not been able to see it. I have come to ask Taoists for advice."

　　 "Ren Yuan Da Dan...This method has two kinds of righteous and evil, which one does the layman want?"

Sanwu explained: "The righteous law uses life to enter the Dao, yin and yang forge the body, and refine it into a golden pill, break the pill to become an infant and become a yin god. The evil law is to refine the pill by humans and inject many elixir into the body, turning the medicine man into the soul of the day after tomorrow. Body, taking it can prolong life."

　　 Zhouyi said directly: "Evil Law."

　　 "Think about the old ways..."

　　 Sanwu reminisced for a moment, and took a few volumes from many classics with a wave of his hand.

　　 Five volumes of ancient books, two jade slips.

　　 Zhouyi opened the ancient book, and it turned out to be the evil spirit Yuan Da Dan. It described the refining method in detail, including the alchemy experience and the medicine formula.

　　Medicine Man formula is refined into various acquired spirit bodies, and the corresponding attribute monks take it, and the effect is better.

　　 The other three volumes have similarities and minor differences. Until the last volume of ancient books, Zhou Yi discovered the humanity name of alchemy: Huayang.

　　 "In his later years, Patriarch Huayang has been unable to condense the true spirit. It is likely that he will not be able to cross the samsara, so he has to find another way."

　　 Sanwu sighed and said: "One of them is the method of the Great Pill of Human Yuan. It is a pity that the ancestor gave up in the end, sitting in peace, reincarnation..."

　　 The true immortal is the sect of the sect, which is related to the inheritance of prosperity and decline. Countless disciples of the sect are willing to dedicate their bodies and souls, without force, and absolutely voluntary. It is difficult to judge right or wrong.

　　 "There are few true immortals in the world who can penetrate life and death. Huayang true immortal is admirable."

　　 The Book of Changes quickly turned over and found that the method of refining in the classics was somewhat similar to the method used by the old dragon to cultivate dragons.

Huayang Zhenxian refines the Yuan Da Dan, also intends to add the remnants of the soul to the memory. After thousands of attempts, he refines the Immortal Yuan Da Dan. In the end, he said that this method has harm to the heavens and self-employed soldiers. Unreincarnation.

　　 This medicine has immortal roots in his body, and has a unique talent for cultivation. The Yunxiao Taoist Palace has high hopes, but it is a pity that it ended at the peak of Yangshen and failed to condense into Qingyun.

　　 Zhouyi sweeps through the formula of the medicine man, which requires a large amount of high-quality spiritual objects, and the core is a piece of wood genus fairy plant.

　　 "This method should be prepared for the old dragon. It's hard not to die! The fairy peach tree has some uses."

　　 Rubbing the formula and refining experience again, boasting the talent of Shaping Pills, even the immortal pill can be refined.

　　 Zhouyi waved his hand, and dozens of top-grade magical instruments landed in front of Sanwu.

　　 Sanwu's eyes were wide, and the entire Yunxiao Taoist Palace didn't have so many treasures. Pressing and holding the hand that touched the five-element spirit sword, Yizheng said.

　　 "What is the meaning of the layman? The old Tao has promised that the spiritual objects of the Taoist palace can be used by you. How can you go back?"

　　 Zhouyi laughed and said: "These artifacts are self-refining by the poor Dao, and there is a lot to refining the Renyuan Great Pill, and it cannot delay the cultivation of the disciples."

　　 "The layman is too polite, in fact, the disciples of the disciples are harder, which is good for tempering the Dao Xin."

　　 Sanwu said that he put the fairy sword into his cuffs, put the vestments on his body, put the spiritual crown on his head, put the precious bracelet on his hands, and tried the size of the mysterious ring.

　　 What a coincidence, I can't take it off after wearing it!

　　 tried to use the mana to test the spirituality of the treasure, which is more mysterious than his treasure Yimu Lingzhan.

　　 "The layman goes to the Lingku, take whatever you want!"

　　 Sanwu smiled from ear to ear: "After some time, Dao Meng Zhai Jiao, the old Dao will blind them!"

　　 are both high-ranking Yangshen, with little difference in realm and mana, and the number of magic weapons that determines the level of strength.

　　The spiritual library of the Yunxiao Taoist Palace is a small inconspicuous attic with a large interior area.

　　 tens of thousands of years of accumulation, there are countless souls, Zhou Yi selected one by one, and collected two pieces of human-yuan dadan needed.

　　 went back to the Taoist Temple and continued to talk to Sanwu about Xuanlun Dao.

　　The two talked from Taoism to supernatural powers, and they argued over the strong and weak of Dagan Jianjing and Zhongzong Xinjian. They mentioned Zhongzong, and then went to check the fields.

　　 One night is fleeting.

　　Dawn breaks in the east, and the day is rising.

　　 Chaoyang purple air follows the edge of the window, reflecting on the Yin God of Zhou Yi.

　　 There was nothing unusual in the beginning, but it was not unusual until the purple energy of the Chaoyang turned into the real fire of the great sun and the merits and virtues of the Yin God manifested.

　　 Sanwu Muran was shocked, and after careful sensing of the divine consciousness, he still couldn't detect any traces of the yin divine, so he tentatively asked.

　　 "Does the layman come out of the yin god?"

　　 "Why didn't you say it was a clone?"

　　 With the thought of Zhou Yi, the merits and virtues converge, just like a real person.

　　 "The old Dao claims to be proficient in the method of incarnation outside the body, this point of vision is still there. The clone is nothing more than magic, sustenance, and change. Carefully distinguished, there must be traces of inscription prohibition, how can it be compared with the soul."

　　 Sanwu enviously said: "Ordinary yin gods travel, as long as they have some eyesight, they can easily see through. The firmness of the lay soul is difficult to distinguish between false and true, which is comparable to the legendary fairy clone!"

　　 Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Poverty Dao didn't practice much, so it was natural."

　　 These words are not false, Zhou Yi Yin Shen is only a day trip realm, not even Yang Shen. After a large amount of merits and virtues, the Yin God has some characteristics of the gods and golden body, which is no different from a living person.

　　 Sanwu suddenly felt that the magical artifacts all over his body were not fragrant~www.mtlnovel.com~ The magical artifacts were foreign objects after all, and the foundation of Taoist cultivation was Yin Shen.

　　 Zhouyi said: "Taoists only need to accumulate a lot of humanity merits, and sooner or later they will be able to achieve such a realm."

　　 "What is humanitarian merit?"

　　 Sanwu had some guesses in his heart, and still couldn't help asking.

　　 "Saving lives, writing books, building bridges and paving roads, etc., is good for the human race and has human virtues."

　　 Zhouyi's voice gradually became low: "One of the quickest ways to accumulate is to kill demons!"

　　 Sanwu suddenly realized: "This is the purpose of the layman's reclusive residence and the Slashing Demon Division?"

　　 Before Zhou Yi lived in seclusion in the Monster Slashing Division, it can be said that it was for the sake of writing a book.

　　 Now that two volumes have been written, I still don't want to leave. It turned out to be for humanitarian merit!

　　 Sanwu has no opinion on this method, and it is not an evil method that harms others. On the contrary, he was envious, but his identity was determined to be unable to enter the Demon Slayer.

　　 "It's a pity, it's a pity, I shouldn't have turned my face with Jingtai early, because I lost my chance!"

　　 After returning from Nanjiang, Emperor Jingtai gave ten elixir of elixir, and the angry Sanwu resigned the next day, forcing the clan mansion to cross out his name and remove his name from the royal family again.

　　 It is rumored that Emperor Jingtai heard about this and took several elixir to relieve his anger.

　　 Zhouyi looked at the sky, and said, "The time is almost the same, I should go back to the property department on duty."

　　 Sanwu bowed his hands and said goodbye, suddenly.

　　 "Next month, the Cangsuyuan Fairy Society, the old way is going to have a long experience, will the layman go?"

　　 "Of course I want to..."

　　 Zhouyi's voice was faint, suddenly a little uncertain.

　　 "I've heard about the name of the real immortal Changsheng for a long time, and I have long wanted to see it."

Chapter end