It is difficult to become a bad person, but it is easy to become a good person.

This is true for Mr. Dulong, and so is Fairy Qingyou.

One is the authentic Xuanmen, and the other is the cultivator of the deep mountains. He fell into the abyss by just one step.

"This Heavenly Demon Alliance is probably not a demon clan force..."

Zhou Yi closed the sect volume and checked the sect volumes of other prefectures and counties.

There are quite a few demons above the third grade on record, and as the years accumulate, most of them have become unsolved cases.

Whether it is the authentic Taoism, Buddha, demons, or the side of the hundred martial arts, there are many ways to hide their identities after reaching the top third level, and it is difficult to pursue without actively exposing them.

The Gu'an County Magistrate is only a fourth-rank, and the upper third-rank demons quietly devour several villages, hiding and igniting nowhere to inquire.

There are many records of demon-killing and eliminating demons in the sect. They need to be consumed to check the merits. For example, the target is a demon of the wolf clan. You can consume a small amount of merits to check the passage of the wolf demon who has been arrested, and judge the weaknesses of the magical and magical habits of the wolf demon.

"There is a master in the Demon Slaying Department, but he actually thought of going with me."

Zhou Yi can view memory fragments when he kills demons, and basically he will have memories before and after being arrested.

Leaving the volume section, Zhou Yi returned to the underground object section.

Zhang Cheng was copying the scroll, but he was still Yan Chixiao. He had already begun to have a spiritual meaning since the beginning.

Yan Chixiao charged over the horse, almost rushing out of the scroll and killing all directions.

"Brother Zhang, I saw you selling your paintings in Zhuangyuan Hall a few days ago?"

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "A pair of one thousand taels is needed, but you have to make an appointment in advance."

Zhang Cheng didn't even raise his head: "What? Do you think it's not worth it?"

"Value! Of course!"

Zhou Yi is not flattering, but really worth the money.

Although Zhang Cheng's paintings have not reached the realm of true thought, they also have the effect of exorcising evil spirits. Ordinary ghosts hanging in the hall dare not approach them.

"This is not envy, I want to learn to paint."

"You boy have some talent, so you should focus more on the Taoist scriptures."

Zhang Cheng put down his brush and sighed: "No matter how talented you are, you will not condense the Yin spirit, and it will be too late to regret it when your life is approaching."

Zhou Yi always felt that Zhang Chengyi was pointing out, and when he was commenting on someone, he seemed to be just sighing.

"Thank you Brother Zhang to guide."

In the eyes of others, copying the Taoist scriptures is boring. When copying Zhou Yi, you can always experience the growth of the soul and spiritual consciousness, and enjoy it.

Three months passed in the Kyoto Rebellion. The rebellion of Duke Xu was only on the hot search for three days, and was combed and pushed down by the new ceremonial courtesan Qingqing girl in Chunfenglou.

The news that the Dragon Cavalry swept across the seven counties in the southern border and defeated the coalition forces of the three prefectures did not affect the business of Chunfenglou at all.

The story of the Prince of Xuanping spent 150,000 yuan and became the Qingqing guest of the curtain, and more than a dozen versions were circulated in the market.

Zhou Yi is on duty every day, killing three or five demons, increasing his Taoism, and perfecting the "Sei Demon Record".

Since taking Xiantao Leaf Tea, the soul has grown much faster. Sure enough, the Xiantao Tree is full of treasures.

If it weren't for the Ziying Sword, one would have been broken into a peach wood sword, and it would have been easy to use to eliminate demons and demons.

The deity gradually became ashamed of light, but the clone "Qin Qiong" was quite busy and visited more than a dozen sects around Luojing.

Originally, the sect lived in seclusion in the mountains and cleared away from the Qing Dynasty. After the Daqian unification, it gradually gathered near Kyoto.

King Li Si of Yan repeatedly invited him, and after the woman tried the house to fail, she finally threw out the final bait.

"Your Highness once obtained a copybook of the Martial Saint's handwritten book. Please come to the palace to appreciate it!"

"The Martial Saint's Handbook!"

Zhou Yi pretended to think for a moment and nodded in agreement.

The previous rejection of King Yan was the reserved monk of a first-class cash withdrawal. He also wanted to get close to Li Si as an entry point for exploring the big work.

The fourth son of Emperor Jingtai, the younger brother of the prince of the regent, and the King of Yan Li Le, most of the secrets that should be known.

...

Qinghuafang.

Yan Prince's Mansion.

Li Le opened the middle door wide to welcome Zhou Yi.

I knew that Zhou Yi didn’t like the excitement, and there were no outsiders at the table, but only the chief officials of the royal palace, Sima, Jijiu and others.

During the meal, Li Le asked in a drunken mood: "Mr. Qin, don't you know where Wagang Mountain is?"

"The unknown mountainous land is in the Bijiang River Basin northwest of Juanzhou."

The location mentioned by Zhouyi is indeed named after careful examination. However, after a few decades ago, crocodile demons caused trouble, and all the villagers around the villages moved.

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

"Juanzhou, it will be unstable in the near future."

Li Le said: "Xu Ni defeated the Juanzhou army and expanded several counties northward. Humph, he was very arrogant!"

"Qin lived in seclusion in the mountains and heard that Xu Fengxian was named after him. Before he could visit him, he became a thief!"

Zhou Yi asked casually: "Your Highness knows that even though you know you will be defeated, why does the Xu family still rebel?"

Li Le shook his head and said, "I can't figure it out either. Maybe I'm old and have a bad mind!"

Others on the table agreed deeply, and the entire big fighter did not think that the Xu family would rebel. Even if they rebel, they would not succeed. They would only kill all nine clans, but they would rebel!

"Mr. Qin, I invite you to come this time, in addition to appreciating the handwritten books of the Martial Saint, there is another thing to ask for."

"A few days ago, the prince's brother was injured in his heart and lungs, and he experienced Xu Ni and became angry again."

Li Le said sadly: "I am a brother of the prince. I hope my brother can live a hundred years old. I have long heard that Qi training practitioners have the method of qi calculation. I also asked Mr. Qin to use magic to help me see the life of my brother!"

Zhou Yi was slightly stunned, then asked the prince's birthday and cast a spell to calculate.

There are several magical magic rewards for the Demon Illusion, among which there are several magical methods, but Zhou Yi rarely uses them on weekdays.

In a world where immortals and demons are rampant, the lifespan of mortals has changed greatly. Perhaps they encounter a fate of immortality before they die, and all diseases have disappeared and they embarked on the path of immortality.

Or if you have deep resentment when you die, you will turn into ghosts and ghosts, which is also an alternative way to prolong your life.

"Huh? Your Highness is already ninety-nine..."

Zhou Yi said awkwardly: "Your Highness the Crown Prince shines with great blessings, and you will be free of life for a hundred years."

"That's really great. I'm afraid my brother is in bad health."

Li Le said happily, "My father's health is getting worse day by day. Seeing that his life expectancy is approaching, the prince's brother must be healthy and work hard to be stable."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly: "Your Majesty's practice is already at the top of the world. He is only 123 years old, how can he suffer from a lifetime of life?"

"Mr. Qin has lived in the deep mountains for a long time and should not know something."

Li Le sighed and said, "The father is extremely talented and is already at the top of martial arts at a young age. Unfortunately, success is luck, failure is luck, and it is impossible to condense the Yin God of Buddha's Tao..."

Yin God!
Chapter completed!