I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years

　　 It's difficult for a bad person to become a good person, and vice versa.

　　 Dulong Jushi is like this, so is Qingyou Fairy.

　　 One is Xuanmen Zhengzong, the other is Qingxiu in the deep mountains, and fell into the abyss with only one step wrong.

　　 "This day of the Demon League, the water is a bit deep..."

　　 Zhouyi closed the dossier and checked the dossier of other states and counties.

　　 There are quite a few monsters of Grade 3 or higher on record. As the years accumulate, they increase year by year, and most of them have become unsolved cases.

　　 Regardless of the authentic Taoist demon, or the side gate of the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts, there are many ways to hide your identity after reaching the upper three ranks, and it is difficult to pursue it without proactive exposure.

　　 Gu'an County Guards only had the fourth rank, and could manipulate the people of a county. The upper third rank demons quietly swallowed several villages, disappearing and nowhere to inquire.

　　 In this world, after all, the fairy and the demon are on top.

　　 Zhou Yi can only do less, and less.

There are many records of killing demons and killing demons in the 　　 volume, which requires effort to check.

　　 For example, the hunting target is the wolf monster, you can spend a small amount of merit to check the process of the wolf monster that has been captured and brought to justice, and judge the wolf monster's talents, supernatural powers, and weaknesses.

　　 "There is an expert in the Demon Slayer Division, and he thought of going with me."

　　 Zhouyi kills monsters can check the memory fragments. Basically, there will be memories before and after the arrest, and the habits during his lifetime are more accurate and clear than the records of the monsters.

　　 After inquiring for a short period of time, he left the file department.

　　 Zhouyi returned to the Wu Department and saw that Zhang Cheng was copying the picture scroll. It was still Yan Chixiao. From the beginning, it looked like it, and it had already begun to have a magical meaning.

　　 Yan Chixiao charged across the horse, almost rushing out of the picture, killing all quarters.

　　 "Brother Zhang, in the Scholar's Hall a few days ago, I saw that you were selling your paintings?"

　　 Zhouyi laughed and said: "A painting is one thousand taels, so I have to make an appointment in advance."

　　 Zhang Cheng did not lift his head: "What? Do you think it's not worth it?"

　　 "Value! Of course it is!"

　　 Zhouyi is not flattering, but really worth the money.

　　 Although Zhang Cheng's paintings have not reached the realm of true meaning, they also have the effect of exorcising evil spirits and suppressing evil spirits, and ordinary ghosts and charms hanging in the hall dare not approach.

　　 "This is not the envy of painting a daughter, I want to learn how to paint."

　　 "Your kid has some talent, don't be proud, or put your mind on the Taoism."

　　 Zhang Cheng put down his paintbrush, and said: "Let you have a peculiar talent and not condense the yin god, it will be too late to regret when your life is near."

　　 Zhouyi always felt that Zhang Chengyi had something to say, but it seemed to be just a sigh.

　　 "Thank you, Brother Zhang, for your suggestion."

　　 The copying of the writing scriptures seems to others to be boring and tasteless. When Zhouyi was copying, he could always appreciate the growth of soul and spiritual consciousness and enjoy it.

　　 Three months have passed since the rebellion in Kyoto. After only three days of hot search for Xu Guogong's rebellion, he was overwhelmed by the joy of being auctioned off by the new oiran of Chunfenglou and Qingqing girl.

　　 The news that the Dragoons swept through the seven counties of southern Xinjiang and defeated the Allied Forces of the Three States did not affect the business of Chunfeng Tower in the slightest.

　　 The story of Xuanping Hou Shizi who threw 150,000 pens and became the guest of Oiran Qingqing. There are more than a dozen versions circulated in the market.

　　 Zhouyi is on duty every day, slaying three or five monsters, increasing Taoism, and perfecting "Sou Yaolu".

　　 Since taking the fairy peach leaf tea, the soul has grown much faster, and indeed the fairy peach tree is full of treasures.

　　 If it weren’t for the Ziying Sword, one would be cut into a mahogany sword, which would surely be easy to use.

　　 The deity gradually became in harmony with the light, but the clone "Qin Qiong" was quite busy, visiting more than a dozen sects around Luojing.

　　 Originally, the sects lived in seclusion in the mountains, escaped from the world and repaired, and after the reunification, they gradually gathered near Kyoto. Even if they were not relocated, they also set up important branches.

　　 Yan Wang Li Si repeatedly invited, after the house ticket girl tried to be invalid, she threw the final bait.

　　 "His Royal Highness once obtained a copybook of Wu Sheng's handwriting, please visit Mr. Qin to appreciate it!"

　　 "Wu Sheng handwriting!"

　　 Zhouyi pretended to think for a moment and nodded in agreement.

　　 The refusal of King Yan was the reservedness of the first-grade monk, and he himself wanted to approach Li Si as a starting point for exploring.

　　The fourth son of Emperor Jingtai, the younger brother of the Prince Jianguo, the king of Yan, Li Le, chat with him, maybe some gains.

　　……

　　 Qinghuafang.

　　 Yan Palace.

　　 Li Le opened the door to welcome Zhouyi.

　　 Knowing that Zhouyi does not like to be crowded, there are no outsiders on the table, just the officials of the palace, Sima, Jijiu and others.

　　 Li Le drunkenly asked: "Mr. Qin, I don't know where Wagang Mountain is?"

　　 "An unnamed mountainous land lies in the Bijiang River Basin in the northwest of Juanzhou."

　　 The location mentioned in the Zhouyi, a careful inquiry did indeed have the name of the Wagang Mountain, but a crocodile demon made chaos decades ago, and the surrounding villagers have moved.

After the crocodile demon was arrested and brought to justice, he died in the hands of Zhou Yi and contributed three years of Taoism.

　　 "Puanzhou, it's not peaceful these days."

　　 Li Le said: "Xu Ni defeated the Juanzhou Army and expanded to the north by several counties. Hey, he is very arrogant!"

　　 "Qin lived in the mountains, and once heard of Xu Fengxian's fame, martial arts superb, loyal minister and good general. Who knows that he has become an anti-thief before he visits the house!"

　　 Zhouyi asked casually: "Xu Feng knew that he would be defeated, why did he rebel?"

　　 Li Le shook his head and said, "This king can't figure it out, probably because Xu Ni is getting older, so his mind is not working well!"

　　The others at the table thought that they were right. The whole chief executive did not think that the Xu family would rebel. Even if the rebellion would not succeed, it would only kill the nine races, but they did not hesitate to reverse it!

　　 "Mr. Qin, please come to www.readwn.com~ in addition to appreciating Wu Sheng's handwriting, there is one more thing to ask for."

　　 "A few days ago, I presided over the big exam. The prince's brother broke his heart and lungs, and experienced Xu Ni's rebellion, which made him angry."

Li Le looked sad and said: "This king is a prince's compatriot. Since childhood, he has a deep brotherhood. This king hopes that his brother can live a long life. He has long heard that the morale training is expected to be a calculation method. He also asked Mr. Qin to use his magic skills to help. Let's take a look at the life span of my brother's brother!"

　　 Zhou Yi was taken aback for a moment, then inquired about the prince's birthday, and used a spell to calculate.

　　 The magical powers rewarded by the Demon Illustrated Book, among which there are several ways of numbering, but Zhouyi seldom uses them in weekdays.

　　 In the world where immortals and demons are rampant, the life span of mortals has changed greatly. Some have deep grievances when they die, and they turn into ghosts and ghosts, which can be regarded as an alternative way of prolonging life.

　　 "Huh? His Royal Highness's birthday is already ninety out of nine..."

　　 Zhouyi said embarrassingly: "His Royal Highness shines brightly, and it is safe to live a long life."

　　 "That's really great, I'm afraid that my brother will not be in good health."

　　 Li Le looked happy, and said: "Father's body is not as good as the day. Seeing his life is approaching, the prince brother must be healthy and work hard to be stable."

　　 Zhou Yi frowned slightly: "Your Majesty's cultivation is already the best in the world. He has only been in the hundred and twenty-three years, so how can he suffer from longevity?"

　　 "Mr. Qin has lived deep in the mountains for a long time, and he should not know some things. This is not a secret."

　　 Li Le sighed: "Father is extremely talented, and he is already a martial artist at a young age. It is a pity that success is luck, and failure is also luck. The soul is affected by the country's luck, and it is impossible to condense the Buddha, the path and the gods..."

　　 Yin God!

　　 Zhou Yi was shocked suddenly, and many pictures flashed in his mind, and he had already caught a key clue.