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

Su Yu woke up leisurely.

It took him several hours to finally admit the cruel fact that he was not the child of destiny.

After all, he is a second-grade master. Even if he practices evil methods, his Taoist heart is as strong as iron.

The immortal sword failed to be refined and the foundation of the relic was damaged. It was necessary to return to the sect as soon as possible to collect the power of incense and vows to repair it.

Su Yu recalled what happened after coming to Yunzhou, and concluded that there was a spy who tipped him off. Once he left Wuzhou, Daqian monks would chase him.

"There must be a traitor in the religion, and we need to find a perfect solution!"

"Master White Lotus...I competed with that guy for the position of leader, it's not trustworthy!"

"Other deputy leaders also have gaps..."

Su Yu thought about a dozen people, but none of them were trustworthy. The main reason was that he was carrying a fairy sword. If he was exposed, he would definitely fall out on the spot.

suddenly.

Su Yu had a flash of inspiration and took out two Buddha statues from the storage artifact, a White Lotus Evil Buddha and a White Lotus Virgin.

The deputy leader of Bailian Dao is already at the top of the sect and can pay a certain price to send messages to the Buddha.

Whether or not the Buddha responds, and when he responds, depends on whether he is sincere...

"Buddha has not appeared for thousands of years, and the Holy Mother has been frequently sending orders to the Buddha recently. Time is running out, so let's send the message to the Holy Mother first."

Su Yu thought about the pros and cons, placed the Buddha statue in front of him, held the fairy sword in both hands and knelt down, reciting the Sutra on the Incarnation of the Bodhisattva.

"The power of the Bodhisattva, the name of the Great Master, pervades hundreds of millions of believers, saving all sentient beings..."

Halfway through the recitation, Su Yu sensed a strange force attached to the Buddha statue, and the originally dull and lifeless Buddha statue became agile and majestic.

Su Yu quickly said: "Holy Mother, my disciple Su Yu has found a fairy sword and is willing to dedicate it to the Holy Mother. May the incense of the Holy Mother continue forever!"

The Buddha statue shines with Buddha's light, and his eyes turn to look at Nanmingli Fire Sword, sensing the breath of pure Yang treasure.

"Where does the fairy sword come from?"

"The disciple fell into a trap and escaped by chance..."

Su Yu described in detail how he was seriously injured, how he firmly believed in the blessing of Bodhisattva, briefly mentioned stealing the fairy sword, and finally said: "Holy Mother, there are definitely spies in the religion, and they are definitely high-level."

"The disciple speculates that it may be the leader, and he is the only one who knows the disciple's whereabouts!"

The Buddha statue was silent for a moment, and then another message came.

"Wait here!"

Then the Buddha's light dissipated and the Buddha statue turned dull again.

About half an hour passed.

A stream of light escaped into the ground and appeared in front of Su Yu, transforming into a beautiful middle-aged woman.

The beautiful woman wears a crown and a moon-white robe, shrouded in Buddha's light, making it difficult to see her face, and it seems like countless faces are flashing before her eyes.

"Greetings to the Holy Mother!"

Su Yu immediately knew the identity of the beautiful woman, knelt on the ground and worshiped her. She joined the White Lotus Sect and saw the true form of the Bodhisattva for the first time in more than two hundred years.

"Amitabha! All living beings are equal, no need to be polite."

The Holy Mother of White Lotus pronounced the Buddha's name, a scroll of Buddha's light, and the Nanmingli Fire Sword fell into the hand.

"The Fire Pure Yang Immortal Sword is not those two handles. Even after casting spells and deductions, the owner cannot be found. Is it really an ownerless thing?"

The Buddha's light shines in the palm of the White Lotus Virgin, trying to refine the fairy sword.

Buzz!

Nanming Lihuo shines, burning the Buddha's light into flying ashes.

"The sword spirit has such wisdom, it is also the best among immortal weapons!"

As soon as the Holy Mother White Lotus thought, the Buddha's light surged tenfold.

boom!

Nanming Lihuo surged out from the sword and was in a stalemate with Foguang.

Su Yu was stunned as she watched from the sidelines. The Holy Mother of White Lotus, a being with supreme power and status in the hearts of the believers, could not even get a fairy sword.

"How dare you resist!"

The Holy Mother of White Lotus snorted coldly, and a wheel of Buddha's light appeared behind her head, suppressed by immeasurable Buddha's light.

The immortal sword continued to tremble, making bursts of sword sounds, and Nanming Lihuo quickly disintegrated.

Seeing that the Buddha's light was about to be refined into the immortal sword, a sigh came out of thin air.

"Pity!"

Nanming Lihuo's sword rose into the sky and turned into a thousand-foot red rainbow. Lihuo soared into the sky, and there was a purple sun in the sky.

The sun fell, and the soul of the White Lotus Virgin was scattered.

The aftermath spread hundreds of miles and turned into a raging fire. Su Yu instantly turned into flying ashes.

Nanming Li's fire sword cut off all the evil spirits, turned into a ray of red light, and flew towards Luo Jing.

…

Ministry of Things.

Zhou Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and many pictures flashed before his eyes.

Su Yu's important experiences in his life appeared before his eyes. He was originally a casual cultivator in the Demon Kingdom, but was lucky enough to join the Six Paths Demon Sect and become a disciple of the White Lotus Dao.

The White Lotus Sect is an evil heretic in Daqian, and countless monks are rushing to join it in Jizhou. After that, he spent more than two hundred years and ascended to the position of deputy leader by relying on his tolerance, good intentions, and ruthlessness.

At first glance, going smoothly is extremely inspiring, but in fact it is not something that ordinary people can achieve.

For example, Su Yu's master was a good man who also practiced the Buddhism of longevity and longevity. He endured decades of crotch humiliation before he succeeded in killing his master.

When Su Yu was about to die, the Buddhist lantern made by his master had not yet been burned out.

This is just a representative one among many memories. With a life span of more than two hundred years, he has experienced all the sufferings and conspiracies in the world.

"Perhaps the master of refining the gods can be written into a volume of biographies..."

Zhou Yi recalled the upper three levels he had killed, and when he picked each one out individually, his rich experience was far beyond the ordinary.

After thinking about it for a while, I gave up again. It was just some evil things that lead people to evil. If it spreads widely, all practitioners will imitate the same, and all of them will become deep and scheming old ghosts in the city.

Then how to slay demons?

"Brother Zhou, the tea is ready."

After Cui Yuan arrived, he took over the office affairs such as making tea, cleaning, etc. from Chen Ying.

Chen Ying licked her face and came over, drank a cup of spiritual tea, and noticed that Zhou Yi was in a trance.

"Brother Zhou, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm planning to take a few days off to visit an old friend!"

Zhou Yi looked through the Demon Illustrated Book, and on page 260, the Holy Mother of White Lotus sat on the lotus platform, with eight arms on all sides, expressing happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy, each holding a tin staff, a purification vase, orbs, and other magic tools.

After killing the clone of the Holy Mother of White Lotus, the demon illustrated book lit up a little corner, creating a vague connection with its true form.

Chen Ying's face turned bitter when he heard this. How could he have the nerve to hang up the account without Zhou Yi? His eyes rolled, and he hugged Cui Yuan's shoulders with enthusiasm.

"Brother Yuan, I heard that the Cui family's mountains, forests and acres are comparable to a county together?"

"This is absolutely false."

Cui Yuan said with a serious face: "It is obviously the land of two counties, I just calculated it not long ago!"

There are 120 counties in the sixteen states of Daqian, and one county spans thousands of miles. It is no wonder that the Cui family is known as the first of the famous families and the first of the aristocratic families.

"If you don't have time to count how much land you have at home, you might as well find a way to sell a few hundred acres for money..."

Chen Ying suddenly thought of picking up antiques from her father's study, and unexpectedly saw a letter. It said that Wang Bo'an, the left servant of the Ministry of Revenue, was going to inspect the fields. He hoped that Chen Ying would refute one or two things and not change the laws of his ancestors.

Wang Shilang Jian is in the emperor's heart. He has gone through six departments in just a few years. He will definitely join the cabinet in the future. His memorial represents His Majesty's wishes.

Therefore, there is no stopping us from checking the fields, it’s just a matter of time.

Chen Ying looked strange and said: "You kid won't want to do anything bad, right?"

"How can you denounce someone's innocence out of thin air like this!"

Cui Yuan quickly changed the topic and said: "From now on, when I go to Chunfeng Tower, there will be a younger brother paying the bill."

"That's good."

Chen Ying suddenly beamed and was too lazy to think about anything else. As long as he was promoted to the third level, these were all trivial matters.

"Brother Zhou, I'll see you off tonight..."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Yi's location, but there was no one there, and he disappeared at some point.