I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

Early the next morning.

Zhou Yi was walking on the street and heard people talking.

Ordinary people cannot sense the demonic energy that permeates the sky and the earth. The roar of dragons and thunderous fox tails are visible to the naked eye.

There is nothing new in the capital, and the greatest pleasure for many unemployed middle-class people is gossip.

Zhou Yi sneered at this. He heard someone spreading rumors mysteriously, saying that the demon suppressed by the palace was born.

As soon as I entered the Ministry of Materials, I felt a depressing atmosphere. My colleagues who used to be relaxed and smiling were all sitting on duty. Li Xun, who had always been playful and smiling, was also serious at this time.

Zhou Yi came to the Department of Five Internal Organs and found Zhang Cheng copying books.

In the past year, Zhang Cheng has rarely written.

Monobe's depressive aura came from Zhang Cheng, and frost almost formed on his old face.

At the third level of the Divine Refining Realm, the aura emitted unconsciously can already affect changes in the outside world.

"Brother Zhang, morning."

"Um--"

Zhang Cheng hummed in a neither yin nor yang manner.

Zhou Yi was disappointed and began to concentrate on copying books.

Two people were on duty and finished the day's work before noon. Zhang Cheng sat in a chair and meditated, and Zhou Yi copied the scriptures.

"Brother Zhang, did you hear what happened last night?"

Zhou Yi endured it for a long time and finally opened his mouth to ask.

This is by no means gossip, I'm really just curious about Zhang Cheng's views on this matter.

"The sound is so loud, who can't hear it?"

Zhang Cheng said angrily: "They have bullied them all the way to the door, and they are still laughing at each other. Sooner or later, they will become a joke!"

Zhou Yi didn't know who Zhang Cheng was mocking, it was nothing more than the officials of the imperial court, the Buddhist and Taoist masters, the city god and the like.

Although the nine-tailed fox is powerful, if it really comes to running rampant in Luojing, only the Qingqiu Fox Fairy is qualified.

Zhang Cheng cursed a few times, felt much better, and started mumbling to himself again.

"I can't stay in Kyoto anymore, there are no good people left..."

"Lao Zhang can't bear to leave the little lady of Chunfeng Tower..."

"Wuzhou has such a slim waist, but it's a pity that there is a stone from a latrine in Longchuan..."

Old people always like to talk to themselves.

Zhou Yi regarded Zhang Cheng as a lonely old man who had never heard of him having a family. He always regarded Chunfeng Tower as his home.

"...The question is: What is life? The answer is: The principle of life and life is a different name for yin and yang divine energy..."

He didn't listen and didn't ask, and he concentrated on copying the Taoist scriptures.

It is extremely difficult for Zhou Yi to part with the treasure land of Kyoto.

In recent days, my understanding of the scriptures has become deeper and deeper, and I have gained a lot more insights into the Taoist way of intertwining life and life.

Refining Qi is a life skill, and refining God is a sex skill. If you combine the two, you can achieve immortality.

This is what is said in the Taoist scriptures. Zhou Yi believed it for the time being with a skeptical attitude. After all, having a demon illustration does not necessarily lead to the same path as the Taoist gods.

Believe in the book, but you cannot trust the book in its entirety.

Zhou Yi paid his dues and returned all the way to Tongfu Inn.

On the side of Tongfu Inn, there is a new sign: Lao Zhou’s secret fried chicken.

As the founder of fried chicken, Lao Zhou has been busy with diners in recent days.

It was particularly deserted today. When Zhou Yi entered the door, he found that there were only seven or eight young people in colorful clothes surrounding a little girl.

The little girl was born cute, with exquisite facial features, crescent eyebrows, and braids. If you put it on a certain note in her previous life, she would definitely become the girl of all people.

"Why is she here?"

Zhou Yi frowned, returned to normal, and walked behind the counter to observe secretly.

The girl is none other than the nine-tailed fox, Hu Jiuying.

"Auntie, am I right? This fried chicken is particularly tender."

The leading young man, with a bruised nose and swollen face, and a slight limp on his right leg, boasted: "The fried chicken in the capital comes from here, and the Taibai Tower in Dashunzhai is all about picking up people's teeth!"

"Uh-huh, it's so sweet, the needle doesn't poke!"

On the table occupied by Hu Jiuying alone, there were more than a dozen large plates, some empty and some full, all filled with fried chicken of various flavors.

Young men in colorful attire stood aside, serving them carefully, handing them over immediately with just a wink.

"My aunt is really a fairy from heaven who descends to earth. She is unique in the sky and unique on earth... The moon closes and the flowers are shy, the fish sinks and the wild geese fall..."

The young man at the head of the group smacked the fox with all his heart, but it was a pity that he didn't study much on weekdays, so he was at a loss for words after speaking a few words.

Seeing Hu Jiuying eating happily, her mind turned around and she thought of a new trick.

"Shopkeeper, come here!"

Zhou Yi held the Taoist scriptures in his hands and said without raising his head: "What orders do you have, sir?"

"Huh? He's still a scholar, no wonder he's so cool!"

The young man limped to the counter, knocked on the table and said, "Do you know who I am?"

"have no idea."

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with spiritual light, and he subconsciously used the spiritual eye technique.

After staying in the Demon Slayer Department for a long time and seeing Zhang Cheng a lot, I always felt that there were dragons and crouching tigers hidden in Kyoto, and the beggar squatting at the door gnawing chicken bones might be a third-level master.

An ordinary person with uncoagulated blood and mottled breath, who has not reached the ninth level.

Zhou Yi was relieved, it seemed that he was just an ordinary dude, and he used the Qi-gazing technique to watch again.

A dandy in Kyoto generally has a loose golden aura, mixed with a brown-gray sense of decadence, and his family is in decline.

There was a chaotic mist above the young man's head, and there was a vague aura swirling inside, making it difficult to see clearly with the aura technique.

"Interesting and interesting, it turns out to be a magic weapon that conceals the secrets of heaven!"

Zhou Yi became interested, mana poured into his eyes, golden light flashed through, and he saw through the fog of chaos.

A black python coiled above the young man's head. It looked like an eagle and a wolf, as if sensing Zhou Yi's prying eyes, it flicked its tail uneasily and made a hissing sound.

People who are angry and become pythons will be trapped and embarrassed in times of trouble, and they will be brave and heroic in troubled times.

Boom, boom, boom!

Seeing Zhou Yi in a daze, the young man emphasized loudly: "I am the son of General Longqi, Xu Ye, have you heard of me?"

"Xu Ye? Of course I've heard of it."

Zhou Yi's eyes were deep and he showed a strange smile.

"Haha, Brother Ye's name is indeed extraordinary."

"Of course, Brother Ye is one of the four major scourges in Luo Jing!"

"What are the four major scourges? Brother Ye is obviously responsible for it alone, and the other three are considered pests at best."

"That's nothing compared to my aunt. Brother Ye, aren't you here to serve me? Auntie, please don't do it yourself, let the younger one do it!"

Several other young men in fine clothes couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Instead of being angry, Xu Ye looked proud.

"You know how powerful I am, right?"

"Well, what's the matter with Mr. Xu?"

Zhou Yi obtained the Qi Watching Technique for more than ten years, observed many people, and saw the condensation of Qi for the first time.

The theory of luck has been around since ancient times, and can generally be divided into luck and destiny.

Qi is determined by heaven, destiny is determined by oneself, and the two influence each other.

Luck is not a foregone conclusion. It increases and decreases, rises and falls, wins and losses, and can change at any time.

Even some crazy people who do not respect ghosts, gods, heaven and earth still believe in the existence of luck and lament that "every time comes and heaven and earth work together, but heroes are not free when they are transported".

Everyone's luck is strong or weak. The starting point is determined innately, and the influence increases or decreases the day after tomorrow.

Among them, there are those who are born with extraordinary luck. If their luck in a certain aspect is extremely strong, they will turn emptiness into reality and gather energy to form.

Qi turns into a python, which is one of them.

Xu Ye didn't know that Zhou Yi had seen through him and said arrogantly: "The cook said that you invented the secret recipe for fried chicken and dedicated it to my aunt. You, the shopkeeper, will cover it up."

"You tell me how to get along with her, and I'll teach you the secret recipe."

When Zhou Yi was talking, he secretly used the magic of confusing gods, and Xu Ye, who had no cultivation, was immediately caught.

Xu Ye's eyes were misty and he couldn't help but said: "My aunt is so beautiful, I'm jealous..."

"Xiao Yezi, let's go to the next restaurant. The fried chicken here has a weird smell!"

Hu Jiuying's clear voice immediately woke Xu Ye up from his daze, and then left the inn surrounded by a group of dandies.

Xu Ye had no idea what was going on. He mainly thought that Hu Jiuying liked him, so he quickly chased after her.