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

Du Si's back gradually faded.

Zhouyi thought for a long time on his return.

Yan Chixiao, Bai Yutang, Du Si.

"In the troubled times of great strife, it is quite difficult for a few good people..."

Zhou Yi returned to Qingfeng Xiaozhu and took out the white paper for summons.

"Taoist Master, are you there?"

The most annoying thing about chatting in the past life was the word "Are you here?" I didn't know how to answer it, or what if the other party borrowed money, but I still used it very easily.

After a while, a piece of text appeared on the paper.

——Fellow Taoist, is there something wrong?

"Taoist Priest, is this messenger paper troublesome to refine?"

——The refining of the communication spirit paper is not complicated...

After Taoist Sanwu explained, spiritual paper has a wide range of uses in the spiritual world. It is needed for talismans, seals, and formation diagrams. It is not a rare spiritual object.

The communication spirit paper is made from the skins of male and female animals called Tongxinyao, and then the communication array is arranged, and then the monks use magic power to cultivate it until the breaths of the two spiritual papers blend together.

"I see, the principle is not complicated."

Zhou Yi personally killed the Tongxin demon and knew that the characteristics of this kind of demon clan must be that males and females appear at the same time and have the innate magical power of having the same mind.

——The difficult part is the cultivation of mana. It took an old Taoist ten years of hard work to make two.

"Thank you, Chief Daoist, for informing me."

——Haha, if a layman wants to express his gratitude, he can just write a few more books.

"It's what you wish for!"

Zhou Yi chats with Master Sanwu on weekdays, and the two are already familiar with each other.

Zhouyi did not explore Sanwu's identity, and Sanwu did not inquire about Zhouyi's details. He only talked about books, wine, and swords, which felt like a friendship between gentlemen.

…

The fifteenth day of the lunar month is a good time to get married.

Zhou Yi and Zhang Cheng both received invitations a few days ago and attended Bai Yutang's wedding banquet together.

"A pair of white jade, Mr. Zhang congratulates the newlyweds."

"A volume of Taoist scriptures. Mr. Zhou wishes the newlyweds a happy marriage for a hundred years."

Immediately after the doorman called his name, a maid led the way.

After passing through the hall and passing through two doors, we arrived at the banquet hall.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Lao Zhang is a cheap apprentice. I'll take his account when I go to Chunfeng Tower in the future."

Zhang Cheng said: "The house in Wujin of Qinghuafang does not have three to five million yuan, and the relationship is not strong enough, so don't ask."

Zhou Yi followed behind him like a follower.

"Senior Zhang, you are here too, sit here." Li Xun saw the two of them and greeted them quickly.

His position was at the front of the banquet hall, and he belonged to a rather distinguished guest.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Cheng doesn't care about the position. With his status and age, he can sit anywhere.

Li Xun bowed and helped Zhang Cheng pull up the seat: "According to the genealogy, I have to be called Grandpa Zu, the Marquis of Dingdu. Grandpa Zu's daughter is getting married, so I must come to congratulate her."

Zhou Yi almost couldn't help laughing. Li Hongling was more than ten years younger than Li Xun, so she turned out to be a grandma.

The Li royal family has been inherited for 1,500 years. Among them, the most powerful monks are 300 to 500 years old, and there is a large gap in seniority among the various branches.

"You kid, you are just doing this useless thing. I asked you to copy scriptures and gain enlightenment, and spend three days fishing and two days drying nets!"

"Hehehe, we don't have Brother Yi's perseverance, let alone the talent for cultivation."

Li Xun helped pour the wine and said: "The 120-year-old Autumn Dew Nong was just stolen from the wine cellar. It is said that the top-notch wine was sent from Yuzhou, specially for the guests of the Marquis Mansion."

"That guy Li Laoba, he still has a good face after decades, but it's useless!"

Zhang Cheng took a sip and nodded slightly. After hundreds of years of ordinary wine, the taste was no less than that of Ling Jiu Xian Niang.

Others at the table, seeing Li Xun fawning over Zhang Cheng, immediately understood his identity.

Everyone is a fine person, and it became lively in just a few moments, and Zhou Yi who was with him did not feel left out at all.

The wedding banquet was semi-open, and there were no internal or external positions divided according to status. The main reason was that Luo Jing was a guest. Anyone from the Bai family had to be well received. Instead of treating the offending person differently, they simply allowed everyone to move around freely.

In this way, sitting with familiar people makes it seem lively.

After the wedding banquet started, Bai Yutang toasted table by table. The guests from Yuzhou were fine, but Luo Jing took this opportunity to make a fuss because of the guests from Dingdu.

Li Hongling was well-known in Kyoto, and she was a royal noblewoman. No one would have thought that she would marry a country boy.

Fortunately, in recent days, Bai Yutang has become famous because of the demon feeding case in Yanhe Village. Many people who know the inside story admire him for what he has done. At this time, it is more troublesome to make people drink and get close to him than to embarrass him.

It's Zhou Yi's turn, and Zhang Cheng is in the main position.

"Master..."

Bai Yutang already knows Zhang Cheng's identity. He is a second-grade god-refining expert and one of the best among immortal masters. It is definitely a great opportunity to become his master.

"Mother-in-law, please help me carry a few jars of Qiulun...and give me your name card."

Zhang Cheng was already a little tipsy among the compliments from the group of people.

Some people who paid attention to Zhang Cheng and Bai Yutang couldn't help being shocked when they heard the word "master" and put away many small thoughts.

An old guy who had lived long enough hummed and said: "No wonder Li Lao Ba married a daughter and had to do everything in a big way. He is actually reaching a high level..."

Bai Yutang looked embarrassed, handed over the name card, and then sent someone to move the wine.

Zhou Yi smiled on the side, secretly glad that he did not become a disciple of Zhang Cheng, which was a bit unreliable. He had already imagined that one day Li Hongling would find out that Bai Yutang spent a huge amount of money at Chunfeng Tower...

At this time.

A middle-aged man came over with a wine glass.

"Senior Zhang, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still as charming as ever."

Zhang Cheng glanced at the man and said, "If you don't stay in Shunzhou, what are you doing in Beijing?"

"I haven't seen my father for several years, and it happens to be Liang Jiazi's birthday, so I came here to celebrate."

The middle-aged man raised his glass to Bai Yutang and said, "Shunzhou Li Si, here uninvited, I wish the groom a happy marriage and a long life together."

"Thank you Mr. Li."

After Bai Yutang finished speaking, he heard a cold snort coming from his ear.

Li Si turned around and left after toasting, pausing for a moment at every table he passed, enjoying himself with everyone, and looking like he had a lot of friends.

Zhang Cheng snorted coldly: "You and Li Si should stay away from each other. The prince is so approachable, which is not a good thing!"

"Shunzhou, Li Si, the prince..."

Li Xun was suddenly startled and said in stunned silence, "Is this King Yan?"

When Zhou Yi heard this, his eyes flashed and he glanced at Li Si.

A black dragon is wrapped around the body, not hiding anything, and any monk who knows how to read one's breath and predict one's fate can see through it.

"Senior Zhang, can you help me make an introduction?"

Li Xun came to Zhang Cheng's side and pleaded: "When King Yan first granted Shunzhou, he must be lacking a lot of talents..."

"Are you a talent?"

Zhang Cheng glanced at him and said, "You still haven't given up after all these years?"

"How can you give up..."

Li Xun said: "My grandfather, grandpa, father, me, and my sons and grandsons have only one purpose, which is to revive the glory of the King of Zhongshan."

"Obsession is the most harmful thing!"

Zhang Cheng was about to agree when he heard a roll call coming from outside.

"Qin Qiong arrived at Wagang Mountain, wearing a pair of wind-chasing shoes and an ice sculpture of a mandarin duck..."

As soon as the voice fell, some uninvited guests in the banquet hall suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of the door.

Qin Qiong!

After a while, the maid came in with a man with a yellow face and black armor.

Sure enough it was him!

Some uninvited guests actually came forward to salute.

"Senior Qin."

"I've met Mr. Qin."

"Master ordered me to invite Mr. Qin to Wuliang Mountain as a guest..."

"Baiyunguan invites Mr. Qin to taste tea."

"younger generation……"

"..."

Prince Li Si didn't know when he walked to the door of the banquet hall, cupped his hands and said: "Shunzhou Li Si, I have heard Mr. Qin's name for a long time..."

A table of Zhouyi.

Li Xun looked shocked and pointed at Qin Qiong with a trembling finger: "What's going on here?"

"See, this is the right path..."

Zhang Cheng straightened his clothes and posture to show respect.