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

"Amitabha!"

The old monk came to the stall and picked.

He selected more than a dozen pieces of scrap metal in a row, which made the honest man smile charmingly.

"The divine monk has a wise eye and knows beads. It is said that Buddhism has divine vision. You must have mastered it!"

"The poor monk knows a thing or two."

The old monk's face lit up with joy when he heard this. He took out an ancient book from his cassock and said, "As a monk, I don't have much to gain. Can this book of exercises be used to compensate?"

"Tai Shang Qing Yang Xuanyuan Jing".

There are many things that monks use to measure the price of goods, the most common ones are spiritual stones, elixirs, etc. However, most of them are still accustomed to bartering, so it is not out of the ordinary for the old monk to use his skills to pay for spiritual stones.

Tieniu carefully took the scripture and turned over three or four pages before looking down.

"Master, this technique is authentic from the Taoist sect, and its origin..."

The old monk said with a smile: "Donor, don't worry, that Taoist is very sharp and the poor monk can't debate the scriptures, so he uses his great magic power to kill the demons!"

"That's very good. This method can counteract spiritual stones."

Tieniu put away the skills, which were at least worth hundreds of spiritual stones if they were at the Qi Refining Stage and filled the library of a big family.

"Good, good, good!"

The old monk turned around and left with the scrap metal in his arms. Sun Ren led him to the next famous stall. .

It's approaching evening.

Tieniu finished selling his goods, packed up the stall banners, and disappeared into the crowd.

After a while, Tieniu and several of his accomplices came to the back door of Wanbao Pavilion, and were led to the backyard by the assistant.

At this time, Tieniu is still a simple and honest man, with monkey cheeks and a pointed mouth, and a thin body. He can pretend to be a monkey demon by sticking hair on him. He has been deceiving people in the market for so long without losing his life. The mysterious art of shape-changing is indispensable.

"Shopkeeper Liu, this is today's spirit stone."

Tieniu took out the storage bag, which contained mostly spiritual stones, as well as some elixirs and techniques.

Shopkeeper Liu was lying on the Taishi chair, sipping tea, and said with a smile, "Isn't it early to close the stall today?"

"I met two enemies."

Tieniu asked: "There is a senior who bought all the genuine goods."

"It doesn't matter, it's just some junk, and it's going to be sold anyway."

Shopkeeper Liu took out the Xuanyuan Sutra left by the old monk, turned it over page by page, and recited it silently in his heart.

After I finished reading the entire volume, I felt that my magic power had increased a little.

"This technique is somewhat mysterious!"

Shopkeeper Liu was surprised and read through it a few more times. It was indeed very effective. It was many times better than the Qi Refining Technique he practiced.

There was a faint uneasiness in my heart. Even the owner of Wanbao Tower couldn't produce such a mysterious technique. How could it be used to replace the scrap metal? He obviously wanted to refuse to recite, but he couldn't help but continue to recite until the waiter woke him up.

Shopkeeper Liu stuffed the Xuanyuan Sutra into his sleeves without changing his expression. Tieniu and others did not dare to say anything when they saw it.

Wanbaolou has more than a dozen stalls in Fangshi, selling various counterfeit spiritual items. Every time I come back, they go through shopkeeper Liu's hands. Unexpectedly, the highly valuable spiritual items never reach the owner.

"Take them to the warehouse and seize 50% of the goods."

"Thank you, shopkeeper Liu."

Tieniu followed the man to the warehouse.

The outside of the warehouse seemed to be an inconspicuous attic. The formation's aura flickered and entered a spacious hall.

There were rows of shelves in the hall, with jade boxes neatly arranged. Tieniu put away his greed and followed the waiter to the corner.

The clerk pointed to two piles of broken copper and iron in the corner and said: "The antiquities excavated from the ruins on the left are imitations on the right. Don't take the wrong ones."

"Eh."

Tieniu handed the man a spiritual stone before going to choose the real and fake relic treasures.

After a while.

The man took Tieniu away from the treasure house, and it was empty again.

suddenly.

A gust of wind blew up out of thin air, picking up all the scraps of copper and iron and disappearing into the treasure house.

The formation restrictions that Wanbao Pavilion asked the master to arrange were full of loopholes in front of the Earthly Evil magical power formation.

…

Fairyland Residence.

The only inn on the left bank of Cangsuyuan.

Zhou Yi waved his hand to impose a ban and placed the purchased ancient broken copper on the table, worth several hundred yuan.

The only characteristic of these scraps of metal is that they are old enough. They are definitely not dug out of some immortal tomb. They are most likely the remains of an ancient city or battlefield.

He waved his hand and photographed the tip of one of the bronze swords, and his magic power circulated, displaying the yellow and white magic power.

The magic of yellow and white can turn stone into gold and change the characteristics of spiritual objects.

Zhou Yi's magic power circulated, and a bit of supernatural light fell on the tip of the sword. The dusty patina fell off and turned into a brand new sharp sword edge.

"There's still one thing missing."

The Soul-falling Bell appears in the hand, and a wisp of innate spirit breath is taken from the bronze bell body, and it uses yellow and white magical power to blend into the tip of the sword.

Buzz!

The tip of the sword made a soft sound and hung in the air on its own, exuding the most refined and pure Pure Yang Immortal Qi.

Zhou Yi opened his mouth and spit out spiritual fire to calcine, and the sword tip gradually melted into a ball of copper water, and the immortal energy contained in it did not weaken at all.

"As expected of the earthly evil spirit, no one can tell whether this fairy material is real or fake, but it still lacks one attribute."

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, a black hole appeared on his sleeve, and a peach branch slowly stretched out.

The fairy peach leaves fall and merge with the bronze, and the pure Yang fairy energy suddenly becomes full of vitality.

He closed his mouth and removed the spiritual fire, and the copper water turned into fist-sized copper pills, rolling down on the table, and tender green tree buds sprouted on the table.

"The rare immortal material in the world is enough to test the relationship between the immortal immortal and the demon clan. If there is really collusion..."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly. To kill a powerful Immortal Buddha, you must look for his weaknesses and consider the long term.

If you can't kill him with one blow, you will suffer the consequences.

Most of the immortal Buddhas died when their lifespan was exhausted, and few died midway. It was for this reason that the death of the White Lotus Virgin shocked the world.

Nowadays, the name of Yiqing Zhenxian is already famous among the immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons. When the death of the Witch God spreads, it will definitely cause an uproar.

Things hurt their own kind, rabbits die and foxes are sad, and all immortals and Buddhas will be wary of them.

So when he came out this time, Zhou Yi used the name Yun Zhongzi, so as not to cause another incident and make Yiqing's name completely useless.

"Let everything take its course. Those who go against the path of poor Taoism will run into each other sooner or later! This time, we also want to explore the progress of the Demon Court, which clan will rule the Demon Court, and which immortals and Buddhas will ascend to the throne of gods. …”

Zhou Yi gathered his thoughts and continued to destroy the ancient tatters, creating effects that took several months to produce wood fairy materials.

The fairy peach tree has been a little tired in recent days. It keeps making tea, making elixirs with peach branches, and refining utensils with peach leaves. The whole tree looks listless.

Zhou Yi promised to hunt down a demon fairy in the future, and let the fairy peach tree have its corpse for its own use, so as to soothe his resentment.

Within the magical power of Hu Tian.

The peach tree takes root in the ground and gradually transforms ordinary soil into spiritual soil.

The flaming red bird stood on the tree, its eyes staring down warily, its feathers standing tall.

"Meow!"

Mao Jiu transformed into a human form, rode on Gungun, and said with a kind face: "Come down and play together!"

call!

A wisp of golden flame shot out from the bird's beak.

Mao Jiu opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing the flames into the Hutian Cave Heaven, and said with a cold snort: "Meow! Little mother bird, don't know good from evil, I am the master of the harem!"

Yesterday, a little red bird came in during the winter in Hutian. Cat Jiuchu didn't pay much attention to it. Even if there were three thousand spiritual pets in the backyard, the immortal would only pet him.

Who makes our cat's nine bloodlines extraordinary!

Who would have thought that the little red bird's innate fire technique would turn out to be the legendary true fire of the sun, with extraordinary bloodline.

Mao Jiu suddenly became wary and wanted to tame the little red bird so as not to lose the majesty of the master of the backyard. However, the little red bird is good at fire escape, and the cat and the nine-earth escape can do nothing for each other.

"My mother said that elixirs and magical medicines are not a pity. They will not hinder you from becoming an immortal, but you must not lose the favor of the immortal!"

Cat Jiu howled and chased the little red bird on the peach tree.

…

Ten days later.

A bell rang throughout Cangsuyuan, waking up Zhou Yi who was meditating.

In the past few days, Zhou Yi would go around the market, but unfortunately he didn't find any more extraordinary spiritual beasts. The monks from Wanbao Tower investigated for several days, but could not find the thief, and all that was lost was scrap metal, so they did not continue to pursue the case.

today.

The Fairy Fair has officially begun.

Lines of spiritual light flew up from the left bank, passed through the clouds and mist, and fell into the Immortal Palace on the right bank.

The residences of true immortals are mostly in unknown places covered by clouds and mountains. Occasionally, there is a place where immortals fight and practice intensively, which will attract many parties to fight for it.

The Immortal Immortal is willing to open up his practice place and hold a gathering of immortal spirits. Even if there is no need for spiritual objects, most monks are willing to come and soak up the immortal energy.

Once in a hundred years, unless you are promoted to a master in refining the gods, you only have one chance in your life.

Zhou Yi drove through the clouds and mist and landed on Yinxian Terrace. He found that the internal space was much larger than it looked from the outside, and the whole space resembled a giant city.

The Immortal Introduction Platform is outside the city gate. There is no city wall or gate in front of it. Countless monks can be seen shuttled among the scattered pavilions and pavilions.

Looking further into the distance, a layer of colorful light curtain divides the city into inside and outside.

I have been to the periphery several times in the past few days. In Zhou Yi's opinion, it is no different from the ordinary market, except that most of the fakes are missing, and most of the stall owners are not weak in magic power.

The Taoist priest told me that the fairy spirit will be turned on and the colorful light curtain formation will be turned on.

suddenly.

There was a rumble in the sky, causing all the monks to look up.

A huge black shadow appeared in the clouds and mist, and then a section of the bow of the ship was revealed, followed by the huge hull of the ship.

The building ship slowly landed ten feet above the ground. It was clear that there were rows of soldiers standing on both sides of the ship. They were majestic and did not hide their Qi Refining Realm cultivation.

"Hiss! Qi-refining monks are soldiers, what a grand display!"

"Could it be that some true immortal has arrived?"

"The flag symbol should be the Holy Land of Humanity, Daqian!"

"Daqian, that place where the human race rules a continent? Legend has it that humanity is prosperous there, and the gods are everywhere, but the Qi refining is not as good as that of dogs!"

"It's not that exaggerated, not much different."

"A few days ago, I met a dozen or so refining gods from the Taoist League and the Buddhist League from Daqian!"

"How can it become a special case and allow building ships to land on the right bank?"

"It's so scary!"

"..."

In the realm of refining gods, one is still the overlord outside the territory. As a human, one can establish a family, and as a demon, one can compete for the master of the demon city.

True immortals are too far away from the mortal world. Most of those who rule the place are in the realm of refining gods, and each of them is famous.

While everyone was discussing, streaks of light flew out of the building ship.

A curious monk used a spell to detect, and the old man in Taoist robes in the lead snorted coldly, and there were screams of soul backlash.

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with light. The old man at the front had a strong sense of death. He was similar to the Great Sun Monk who died in the hands of the Fox Immortal. He should be an old man from the royal family who proclaimed his longevity.

The two people who followed him were wearing the purple robes of the Dragon Guard Division, and they were also of the first rank.

Working alongside the Dragon Guard was a chamberlain, whose aura was somewhat stronger than that of Eunuch Chu.

After that, he was enshrined by the Immortal Bureau, who had a few connections with the Book of Changes, Yangshen Zhenren Xuanyuan, and a first-grade divine monk Jingxin.

After the six first-level masters, they were followed by a dozen second- and third-level martial arts masters, all of them filled with evil spirits. They were obviously the murderers killed among the dead.

Monk Daqian disappeared in the blink of an eye and entered the seven-colored light curtain, leaving behind many surprises.

Such a team is not luxurious. It can be said that except for immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons, it can easily sweep through any force.

"Jingtai is so aggressive that he must be seeking something from the Fairy Association..."

Zhou Yi thought for a moment, then turned into escaping light and fell outside the light curtain.

When the Taoist priest saw Zhou Yi, he quickly bowed and saluted: "Senior Yun Zhongzi, please come in quickly."

The monks who were queuing up for inspection quickly moved out of the way. The only person who could be so respected by the Taoist priests who received him was the master of refining the gods.

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, and the black and yellow long banner wrapped around his body, turning into a stream of light and falling into the colorful light curtain. Colorful lights flashed before my eyes, as if traveling through time and space. After about three or four breaths, I felt the solid ground beneath my feet.

The long banner protecting the whole body flickered with light and turned into an ordinary whisk.

The spirit-gathering formation arranged by the True Immortal captured spiritual energy from thousands of miles away, and the surface of the earth condensed into a spiritual mist more than a foot thick.

Zhou Yi walked by, the mist rolling under his feet, as if he had entered a fairyland in a storybook.

The old greeter bowed and stood aside. It was not until Zhou Yi looked over that he respectfully asked: "Chief Immortal, is this your first time to attend the Fairy Spirit Meeting?"

"Yes. Yunzhongzi, a poor Taoist, has heard about Cangsu Yuan in Yuzhu Cave in Zhongnan Mountain for a long time, but this is his first time here."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, and the seven-colored light curtain outside was useful for identifying one's identity and cultivation level.

The apricot yellow flag wraps the body to prevent the appearance of the deity from being exposed, and deliberately releases a wisp of pure yang immortal energy to reveal the realm of true immortals. That's why the old master of refining gods is so respectful.

"Chief Immortal, please follow the path."

There were clouds at the feet of the old Taoist, and they all held up the Book of Changes together, and said: "The fifteen days before and after the meeting of immortals are meant to talk about mysteries and Taoism, and to exchange knowledge. The founder has prepared a residence for the immortals, which is far away from the outside and saves the time." were disturbed."

He said respectfully and flew towards the center of the fairyland.

Under the colorful light curtain, the heaven and earth of the fairyland are round, and the spiritual energy becomes richer towards the center.

In the center of the fairyland are a dozen tall towers, four of which are shrouded in layers of auspicious clouds, making it difficult to see clearly what is going on inside the towers.

"Immortal Chief, these eighteen spiritual pagodas were built by the Patriarch himself to welcome the Immortal Chief. Among them, the Eternal Life Tower is where the Patriarch practices practice, and the other seventeen are also the same."

The old Taoist bowed and said: "Among them, three of them, Mingwang, Qiongge and Shoushan, already have immortals living there. You can choose the other spiritual pagodas at will."

Zhou Yi sensed the auras in the four towers and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He unexpectedly met an old friend and pointed to the Fatian Tower next to the King's Tower.

"This one will do."

"Please, Immortal."

When the old Taoist spoke, a spiritual light came out.

The disciples waiting outside the Fatian Pagoda immediately activated the restriction, attracting billowing spiritual clouds to gather around the spiritual pagoda.

Zhouyi lowered his head, and the gate of the spiritual pagoda was opened.

"Welcome to the True Immortal."

The handsome Taoist boy on the left and the beautiful Taoist woman with a crown on the right all greeted her in unison.

Zhou Yi nodded slightly and said, "Go down, I like to be clean."

"The Immortal has a long life."

The Taoist girl bowed her head again and bowed.

True immortals have many eccentricities. Some like to be popular and mingle with the world, while others like to be quiet and withdrawn. They can practice alone. No matter what, they can just go with their will.