I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 80

　　 At night, the Hobu Department will book a place in Dashunzhai.

　　Chunfeng Building is suitable for small groups to have dinner. It is a bit too much to celebrate with three to five hundred people.

　　 Not solemn.

The guests of 　　 Dashunzhai heard that it was a celebration of newly promoted monks. They immediately gave up their positions and congratulated them before they left.

　　 Among them are distinguished diners, specially leaving gifts, all of which are fine jade finger jade accessories.

The owner of 　　 Da Shun Zhai immediately announced that he was exempt from the order, only asking Zhou Yi to leave a pair of calligraphy.

　　 "This is just the beginning, Luo Jing has nothing new, you may have to work for a few days."

　　 Zhang Cheng's expression was rare and serious, and said: "After the prosperity, it will be ordinary after all. Don't get lost in the mortal world."

　　 Zhouyi bowed his hand to thank you, this is already spoken from the bottom of your heart, and you will not be admonished unless you are close friends.

　　 Master Chen pulled a young man over and smiled: "Old Zhou is busy with business, and there is no need to ask for leave or anything. Anyway, there is a new book official working. This is Chen Ying, a nephew of my family."

　　 "I have seen Senior Zhang, I have seen Senior Zhou."

　　Chen Ying respectfully salutes: "The juniors are here for the first time, and I will ask seniors to teach them more in the future."

　　 Zhouyi's eyes flashed brightly, the young Seventh Stage, with clear and vigorous luck, was not a simple nephew.

　　 Zhang Cheng said indifferently: "It's easy to talk about it, and Lao Zhang will take you to gain insight tomorrow. If you don't experience the red world, how can you see the red world!"

　　Even though the Demon Slayer Division has countless experts, it is hard not to attract the attention of the small five internal organs department that gathers two cultivators.

　　 Living with Zhilan, assimilated with it over time.

　　The masters of the gods practice ordinary chat and talk about the Tao, and only need to understand and understand a few words, and they can benefit a lot.

　　 Although it is rich, it is nothing.

　　 The wine and delicacies were served like flowing water, Zhou Yi took the lead, and the guests took turns to toast, and met many colleagues who were not seen in the ordinary days.

　　 Celebrating late into the night, I received a gift of tens of thousands of taels of silver, and it ended hastily.

　　 Zhouyi didn't want to be a big deal. After this period of time, he was still an ordinary and ordinary little official.

　　 Wanshou Palace.

　　 The soothing fragrance rises with green smoke.

　　 Emperor Jingtai was wearing a blue and gray robe, and a volume of books in his hand.

　　 "Xing Zhe Shuo".

　　 "The refugees more than ten years ago were able to condense the Yinshen with merit and enjoy hundreds of lives. I tried my best to rule the world and calm the world, but the country is peaceful and the people are safe, but they are stuck in their longevity!"

　　 "How unfair is God!"

　　 Emperor Jingtai flipped through blankly, muttering to himself from time to time.

　　 Chu's companion waited on the sidelines. At this time, the Longevity Palace was empty, and there were only two masters and servants.

　　 Emperor Jingtai put the torturer aside, and picked up the Taoist scripture on the table. It was the "Taiyi Refining God's Miaojing" spoken by the Lord Taiyi.

　　 The founder of the Taiyi Guan creation school is the Taoist real immortal.

　　 "This group of old guys really thought I was confused. They vowed to say that they could condense the yin spirit, or just wait for my life to be exhausted!"

　　 When Emperor Jingtai thought, the original secret code of the true immortal handwriting immediately turned into fly ashes.

　　 "The avenue is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine!"

　　 "There is still a ray of life in the common and ordinary, and can come out of the torture room and prolong life for hundreds of years, and I... also have it!"

　　 Chu's companion stood silently aside.

　　 Everyone in the world thinks that the emperor worships the door, ignores government affairs, listens to the scriptures day and night, and wants to condense the yin **** and prolong his life.

　　 Only Chu Dahan knew that Emperor Jingtai was very sane, knew that he would never condense the Yinshen, and even a real person did not believe a word of the scriptures.

　　 Emperor Jingtai said: "My big companion, take the second volume of the sword classic tomorrow and send it to the Demon Slayer as a gift."

　　 "Yes."

　　 Chu's companion did not ask the reason, bowed his head.

　　 Zhouyi Yufengfei returned to Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

After 　　 condenses the Yin Shen, you can fight the wind and drive the clouds, and finally you don't need to cast a spell secretly.

　　 I will find a magic technique in the future, and I will practice it in a pretended manner, and I will be able to use it publicly.

　　 Copying the scriptures can condense the genius of Yinshen, of course, comprehend the magic faster, it sounds fine!

　　 Before Zhouyi arrived home, he sensed a familiar aura at the door. He was a Taoist of Three Enlightenment.

　　 fell into the hospital and opened the door to welcome.

　　 Sanwu bowed his hands with a smile: "Lay, I take the liberty to visit, and please forgive me."

　　 There were a few female netizens in Zhouyi's previous life, but they never met successfully.

　　 For the first time in this world, I have experienced netizens' face base, which is a little strange.

　　 Fortunately, I often communicate with Sanwu on weekdays. I am already very familiar with each other. I know that the old-fashioned personality is free and easy, and I don't care about the subtleties of rituals.

　　 "Taoists don't need to be polite, please come in quickly, the ordinary courtyard is not as good as a spiritual mountain."

　　 "Great hidden in..."

　　 Before I finished speaking, I saw two trees in the courtyard when I entered the door.

　　 One is a jujube tree, and the other is a...peach tree!

　　The jujube branches are luxuriant and full of green dates.

　　 The branches and leaves of the peach are slightly sparse, and they seem to be infested by insects.

　　 In the eyes of Sanwu, the peach tree was so full of vitality that he almost thought it was a thousand-year tree fairy.

　　 "The Taoist peach tree is not easy!"

　　 "So-so, neglected on weekdays, and the leaves have fallen a lot."

　　 Zhouyi asked Sanwu to sit on a stone chair and take out the teapot and tea cup. The water is the spring water of Cuifeng Mountain.

　　 The fire spontaneously ignited out of thin air, and the water in the pot immediately boiled.

　　 Sanwu was looking at the characters on the stone table, nodded slightly, the standard is acceptable, but the typeface is too strong in craftsmanship, and there is less carefreeness.

　　 The jade unicorn paperweight in the corner of the rice paper attracted the attention of Sanwu.

　　 "High-quality artifacts!"

　　 Sanwu was surprised, and his evaluation of Zhouyi went up to a new level.

　　 Yunxiao Taoist Palace is already a Taoist tycoon, and the inheritance is longer than that of the great master. He is too elder to be extravagant enough to make paperweights with the above-mentioned magical instruments.

　　 Dharma artifacts are of the same level as monks, and are divided into nine ranks, upper, middle and lower ranks.

　　 This jade unicorn paperweight, as if a living thing was standing on the rice paper, a faint neighing sound came out.

　　 Ordinary trees, spirit woods, ordinary rice paper, top-grade instruments of paperweights, the three enlightenments are slightly subdued by the Zhouyi Xianfan's heart, free and at ease mood.

　　 Zhou Yi took a fairy peach leaf and dropped it into the boiling water of the teapot. Once it was brewed, it immediately released a rich fragrance.

　　 "This aroma is even more attractive than those few spirit teas in Baiyunguan."

　　Sanwu is not polite. You pour your own tea and taste it. Close your eyes and taste a few breaths~www.mtlnovel.com~ He sighed: "The little courtyard of Taoist friends is really a residence for immortals. No spiritual mountain and blessed land can compare to this cup of tea!"

　　 Zhouyi looked at San Wu carefully, his face was childish, his skin was like a baby, and the purple and gold brilliance shone and flowed on the surface of the skin.

　　 "The Taoist fellow is not from the deity, right?"

"good eyesight!"

　　 Sanwu nodded and said: "My identity is complicated and sensitive, and many people are staring at my whereabouts in secret. In order not to cause trouble with fellow Daoists, the deity is discussing swords with fellow Daoist Pei in the Heavenly Sword Sect, and Yang Shen slipped out of his body."

　　 Zhouyi admired: "Yang Shen is like a real person, Taoist friends are not far from the real immortal Dao Sect!"

　　 "One step away is like the difference between heaven and earth!"

　　 Sanwu sighed and said: "Pan Dao has been insecure for hundreds of years. I came to Kyoto this time just to try my luck and try to get the guidance of the true fairy."

　　 "True fairy? Is it..."

　　 "It is the one who confronted the Lord of Qingqiu and cut the evil Buddha with the sword!"

　　 Zhou Yimian changed his face and turned off the topic: "I have known the name of the Heavenly Sword Master for a long time.

　　 "On the sword... of course it is the theory."

　　 Sanwu chuckled and said, "Fighting swords, poor Dao is inferior to such a martial artist as Master Pei Jianzhu. So he agreed with him to discuss the concept of kendo in order to compare the best!"

　　 "Only about not fighting?"

　　Zhou Yi understood a little bit, just squabble with each other to see who can blow better.

　　 Of course, in the realm of San Wu and Pei Yu, bragging is impossible.

　　 For example, a sword that breaks the world and transforms all things and all souls is pure husky, and it is impossible for a real immortal to do it.

　　Swords must be methodical, at least it sounds like real kendo.

　　 Interest flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes, and said with his hands.

　　 "Pan Dao is very interested in discussing swords, why not discuss it with Dao friends?"

Chapter end