Demon Slayer: The beginning of an immortal sword

The old man was very happy.

"This little thing is good."

With a thought, Ju Qingyan flipped his right hand slightly.

A black light flashed, and a black flag more than half a meter high appeared in his hand.

The flag was as black as ink, and a hideous and terrifying red skull was embroidered on the flag. Just looking at it would make you feel a chill. This is the treasure that Ju Qingyan just got-the Refining Ghost Banner!

I heard that one of the important reasons why Muzan Kibutsuji did not allow the ghosts to gather together on a large scale was that he was worried that these ghosts would unite and rebel.

After all, after this scumbag boss was intimidated by Jiguo Yuanyi, everything became cautious.

In the original work, after seeing Tanjiro's earrings, he didn't even dare to do it himself.

However, Tachibana Qingyan felt that the statement that Muzan Kibutsuji was worried about his subordinates rebelling was not very tenable.

In fact, the relationship between demons is very complicated. There are competition and contradictions between them, and it is basically impossible for them to truly unite.

However, the appearance of the Refining Demon Banner will change this situation.

Now that he has such a good thing in his hand, Tachibana Qingyan can't help but think of some tricks.

He thought of a way to disgust demons.

For example, subdue the twelve demon moons.

Then use Muzan's subordinates to deal with him, isn't it beautiful?

That picture is beautiful just thinking about it.

According to the characteristics of the Refining Demon Banner, this plan is feasible!

I just don't know if Aya is willing to pay for the lives of demons after subduing the twelve demon moons.

After all, the two of them agreed to pay for killing demons.

"Forget it, if you encounter this thing, just collect the ghost first. Whether it lives or dies is up to you."

Ju Qingyan no longer worries about this problem. After licking his old face and borrowing 100,000 yuan from Chanahui, he left the Butterfly House with the three of them.

A taste of soft rice, half a month's salary of Butterfly Chanahui is really fragrant.

As the saying goes, a good iron must be hard.

Although he has a variety of powerful plug-in abilities, it is always beneficial to learn the experience of killing ghosts from the old predecessors.

As an old retired water pillar, Urokodaki Sakonji has experienced countless battles and accumulated valuable experience and skills.

If he can learn from him, Ju Qingyan can learn a lot of skills, thereby improving the efficiency of making money from Azai, and at the same time avoiding being exploited by some strange ghosts when he is swiping.

Life is only once. In this dangerous world, although it is not necessary to hide, it is still not too wasteful.

Thinking of this, Ju Qingyan's heart was burning, and his pace became faster.

The distance between Butterfly House and Sakiyama is not short, and it takes several days to travel on foot.

Everyone traveled during the day and looked for hotels or villages nearby to rest at night.

This is why Ju Qingyan borrowed money.

He had just arrived and was penniless, so he was more familiar with Butterfly Kanae, so he asked for it with a thick face.

Otherwise, he would have to sleep outside in the dark.

Ju Qingyan came from a hundred years later, and it has only been ten days since he traveled through time, so he obviously cannot fully adapt.

Unless it is a situation like the selection of Fujixi Mountain, he will not suffer himself.

No, not at all.

In this way, time passed day by day, and it was three days later in a blink of an eye.

It was a sunny day with a clear breeze, a good day for sunbathing.

After a long journey, the four people of Ju Qingyan finally arrived at the foot of the Sagiri Mountain.

It was noon at this time, and the sun was high in the sky, casting warm light on the earth. I think Muzan would like it.

There was silence all around, with only the breeze blowing the leaves and making rustling sounds.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Ju Qingyan looked up at the towering peaks. The mountains were steep and surrounded by clouds and mist, giving people a mysterious and majestic feeling.

Presumably, a little further up was where Urokodaki Sakonji lived.

This distance would not take much time.

After a while, a small wooden structure house appeared in front of them.

From the outside, the house looked a little old, but it had a historical charm.

It was surrounded by a dense forest, as if it was integrated with nature, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace.

On the side, you can also see a small and exquisite courtyard with various common vegetables planted in it.

"You all passed the selection?!"

At this moment, Urokodaki Sakonji happened to open the door of the room.

The appearance of several people surprised the old man, especially when he saw that there were no wounds or blood on the bodies of Santo and the others, he widened his eyes under the Tengu mask, unable to hide his inner shock and confusion.

The hand ghost was captured by Urokodaki Sakonji himself and put into the Wisteria Prison many years ago. In addition to the death of his previous disciples, he knew the strength of the ghost very well.

Among the three, Santo's strength is likely to pass the selection, but it would never be so easy and comfortable.

But it seems so now.

The three people were neatly dressed, their clothes were spotless, their faces were full of confidence and calmness, their eyes were bright and firm, as if they had just taken a relaxing and pleasant trip, rather than a fierce and cruel battle.

That's right, it was all thanks to the 100,000 borrowed by Tachibana Qingyan from Kanae that they avoided sleeping in the wild.

Even after traveling for so many days, their hair was not messy or bloody, their faces were clean and fresh, their skin was healthy and shiny, and there was no sign of fatigue or scars.

Of course, Ju Qingyan was not kind-hearted. The money he spent was recorded in the account of Xuantu and others.

Although less than 20,000 yuan was spent in the past few days, after the Demon Slayer Corps paid wages next month, there was no way to escape the repayment of 100,000 yuan, and each person had to pay 100,000 yuan.

Such behavior would make capitalists cry and loan sharks cry.

It cannot be said that Ju Qingyan was cruel. After all, he could not repay the life-saving grace, and a little money was a bargain for them.

However, these are all later stories.

"What does your skeptical and shocked tone mean, old man?"

After hearing what Urokodaki Sakonji said, Santo immediately became angry. He widened his eyes and said confidently, "How could I fail the selection? I want to be a water pillar in the future!"

Makomo on the side also echoed, "That's right, Master, you said it as if you don't want us to pass the selection."

While she was talking, she didn't forget to reach out and pat Santo on the shoulder to show her support and encouragement for him.

After being patted by Makomo, Santo immediately straightened up and looked more energetic.

He crossed his arms and looked determined, as if he had seen the day when he would become a water pillar.

Makomo stood beside him, slightly tilting his head, with a confident smile on his face.

Both of them looked at Urokodaki Sakonji, as if waiting for his response.

"Did they really all pass?"

Under the mask, Urokodaki Sakonji frowned and confirmed again in confusion.

This shouldn't be the case. What's going on?

Could it be that these three little guys encountered some adventure or got help from a noble person?

Thinking of this, Urokodaki Sakonji's eyes finally fell on Tachibana Qingyan who was looking up at him.

He noticed this strange boy as soon as he saw him, but he didn't think about it at first.

But since the three of them brought him here, there must be a reason for doing so.

Now it seems that the reason why his disciple was able to pass the selection is most likely because of this person.