I Have Been Slaying Demons in the Demon Slayer Division for Thirty Years

Chapter 161: Maitreya's Birth

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Zhou Yi declined the appointment at Chunfeng Tower.

Riding on the clouds, I arrived at Bibo Pond. It was midsummer and there were many tourists in the pavilion beside the pond to escape the summer heat.

After the Demon Slayer Division captured the Bibo Dragon King, he easily took away the fire veins at the bottom of the pond, and there was no grand scene near Luojing.

Zhou Yi cast an invisibility spell and escaped into the pond.

Most of the dragon palaces at the bottom of the pool were broken down, but only one of the main halls was renovated. It housed a sixth-grade black fish demon and several fish and turtle spirits under its command.

One of Lao Long's spies met Heiyu and came to visit him before escaping into prison.

In order to show off, the black fish demon sneaked ashore at night, kidnapped a few refugees outside the city wall, and treated the spy to a banquet.

"This evil beast is in the water, and his strength is comparable to that of a fifth-grade creature. Chen Qing can't even break the scales of a fish, so we need to leave him a way to break the situation."

A fairy peach branch appeared in Zhou Yi's hand. He cut off the branches and leaves and turned it into a peach wood sword...

A stream of mana entered the wooden sword, and he waved his hand and threw it into the ruins of the Dragon Palace.

There are no relics in the Bibo Dragon Palace. The Demon Slayer Division even scraped off the gold powder on the walls.

"This sword is enough to kill demons."

Zhou Yi made arrangements and left calmly.

Ma Laosan used it to test the magical power of marrying dreams. Chen Qing had a higher status, but he was also a test subject to explore the reward rules of the demon illustrated book.

If he wants to become a disciple, he will need to go through many tests, and he will most likely die in the process.

Opportunities and risks always coexist.

Zhou Yi will not become anyone's nanny, but a comrade who needs to slay demons.

Longevity Palace.

Master Zhu of Ziyun Temple was giving a lecture on the way of life cultivation.

The sound of the Tao was so clear that all the real people were mesmerized by it.

Emperor Jingtai sat upright with his eyes slightly closed, comprehending the wisdom of the Taoist sages, and smiled every time he heard the wonderful things.

suddenly.

There was a shock in his sleeves, and Emperor Jingtai suddenly opened his eyes.

"That's it for today. I'm tired."

Zhu Zhenren, who was excited about speaking, had a breath stuck in his throat. He couldn't swallow it and couldn't speak.

All the immortals had been accustomed to this for a long time. They stood up, saluted, and exited the Longevity Palace one by one.

Emperor Jingtai said again: "My companion, stand aside and don't let anyone get close to you."

Eunuch Chu appeared beside Emperor Jingtai, as if emerging from the shadow, and bowed to take orders.

Since anyone, including Eunuch Chu himself, he has been able to accompany Emperor Jingtai from the East Palace for more than a hundred years, but he has never inquired into His Majesty's secrets.

Emperor Jingtai was the only one left in the Wanshou Palace, which was empty and only filled with green smoke.

Emperor Jingtai shook his sleeves, and a simple bronze mirror fell into his hands. The surface of the mirror rippled like water, revealing a beautiful middle-aged woman.

"What's the matter?"

Emperor Jingtai looked calm and his voice was slightly gloomy.

The beautiful woman smiled slightly: "I miss Your Majesty all the time, so I came here to talk about old friendship."

"I am devoted to the Tao, and I have no old feelings for the Bodhisattva."

Emperor Jingtai snorted coldly: "There is an ancestor's mark in the palace. If you don't want to be hunted for another hundred thousand miles, just talk about business!"

"Keke, that old guy was seriously injured and declared himself. A little bit of real spirit can't detect my concubine."

The beautiful woman's face changed slightly, and it was obvious that she was not as relaxed as she said. She continued: "My disciples want to summon the ancestor to Tongcheng. There is an old guy there who is quite difficult to deal with. I'm afraid something might happen."

Tongcheng, an important military town in Hongzhou, Western Xinjiang of Daqian, has been unstable in recent years. There have been rumors of rebellion by the Maitreya Cult.

"You ancestors have so many identities!"

Emperor Jingtai said: "Hongzhou Yujing Academy was built by Taizu himself. Even I can't find the old master. Can you change the place?"

"How can such a big thing be changed at will? The other branches are inland, and we might run into nosy people again."

The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows and gnashed her teeth in hatred, but she didn't even dare to name the person who was meddling in her business.

Emperor Jingtai was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "When did Pei Heihu join the White Lotus Sect?"

Pei Heihu started from a young age and was able to rank in the first rank. In addition to his own talent, he also had the full support of Emperor Jingtai, and he was a confidant among his confidants.

In this way, Pei Heihu was able to appoint the governor of Tongcheng and take charge of military and political power.

"General Pei and my disciple hit it off immediately and became brothers."

The beautiful woman pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Without General Pei's permission, Tongcheng cannot even preach, not to mention summoning the ancestors."

"You said you would never touch my people!"

Emperor Jingtai's voice was cold, Pei Heihu was his confidant general, and together they once swept away Yunzhou and brought peace to the world.

Tongcheng was originally named Tongguan, the place where Emperor Jingtai fought the decisive battle with the six rebel kings. There are also eight fortresses such as Dasheng Pass and Zhenmo Pass. Today, eight first-grade warriors guard the place.

Emperor Jingtai willingly abdicated the throne and lived in seclusion behind the scenes to control the great cadres and was closely related to the eight generals.

The beautiful woman smiled and said: "I have lived up to your majesty. General Pei is old and willing to take refuge in my Buddha. I can't stop you!"

"Hmph! Incompetent guy!"

Emperor Jingtai quickly calmed down. Pei Heihu was not worthy of falling out with a beautiful woman.

"As I said before, Yujing Academy has been canonized by Taizu and pardoned by Zhongzong, so I can't let him return to the capital for no reason!"

"How can I make it difficult for Your Majesty to be a concubine? I have already considered this."

The beautiful woman said slowly: "There are divine monks in the Buddhist realm traveling eastward, preaching Buddhism all the way. They will pass through Luojing in three months. Your Majesty only needs to send an order for the four great scholars to come to Beijing to debate scriptures with the divine monks..."

"The old man will never miss the dispute between Confucianism and Buddhism."

"This is the third thing. I don't owe you anything from now on. Don't bother me again."

Emperor Jingtai thought for a moment and nodded slightly in agreement. One city of Tongcheng could offset one promise. As for what kind of trouble would arise after Maitreya Cult summoned the evil Buddha, it would be no more than one city at most.

"Your Majesty is really cruel."

The beautiful woman's voice was sad and sorrowful, and she sighed: "Why don't you return to my Buddha, and ascend to paradise with me, and live forever?"

Emperor Jingtai sneered: "What can be long-lived? If it is really long-lived, how can it die from the sword fairy?"

The beautiful woman's face became serious, and she said: "I have been certified as a Bodhisattva, but my life span is only a thousand years. My ancestor can be traced back to thousands and tens of thousands of years ago, and he lived longer than any demon fairy or real dragon."

"So the Bodhisattva plotted against the ancestor, wanting to replace him with his body and seek the secret of longevity."

Emperor Jingtai sarcastically said: "Humph, you are a person who bullies your teacher and destroys your ancestors!"

"Hehe, your concubine wants to bully your teacher and destroy your ancestors, but your majesty is an unfilial descendant, just in time..."

Before the beautiful woman finished speaking, the bronze mirror flashed with light, and the image immediately disappeared.

Emperor Jingtai put away the bronze mirror and thought silently for a moment.

"Chu Daban..."

After the voice fell, Eunuch Chu immediately appeared and bowed to wait for orders.

"Go to Jixia Academy and tell Mr. Shang that there is a Buddhist monk from the Buddhist world who is traveling west to spread Buddhism. I hope Mr. Shang Shen can debate with him and not lose his dignity."

"Yes, sir."

Eunuch Chu took the order and left, and went to Jixia Academy in person.

Other people in the academy, even the current headmaster, can be passed on by the eunuch, but Shang Shen is different.

Shang Shen's realm is the same as the headmaster, and the difference in strength is not big, but the former is the leader of the contemporary legalists, and several schools of legalists respect him.

Even Emperor Jingtai needs to treat him with courtesy.

The leader of Confucianism who opposes Shang Shen is Mr. Yan, the old headmaster of Yujing Academy.

...

The next morning.

Zhou Yi came to the Ministry of Things and received an invitation.

It said that on the seventh day of the laurel month, Zhang Cheng would hold a birthday banquet, and he would be 300 years old.

The birthday banquet of monks is either held on the 100th day of the 100th year, and it is too frequent to hold it once a year.

Zhou Yi was not surprised by the birthday banquet of the monks. He had attended it several times. Most of them were held in the name of banquets to invite people to discuss the Dao.

Zhang Cheng didn't seem to be the type who liked to discuss the Dao. Could it be that they were discussing the Dao together?

Zhou Yi was familiar with Zhang Cheng. He asked directly when he was puzzled: "Brother Zhang, why did you suddenly hold a birthday banquet?"

Chen Ying also pricked up his ears to listen. To him, the banquet of the spiritual monks was like a gathering of immortals, which was particularly grand.

Indeed, the immortals who were two or three hundred years old at the banquet talked about things a hundred years ago all the time. In the eyes of ordinary people, they were just myths and legends.

Zhang Cheng came early for a rare occasion. While drinking, he said: "How can I have the heart to hold a banquet? It's those descendants who think that I, Old Zhang, am old and must celebrate."

When Zhou Yi heard the word "old", he always felt that Zhang Cheng's tone was depressed and helpless.

Chen Ying, the leader's sweetheart, quickly changed the subject: "Brother Zhang is actually 300 years old, when Zhongzong was still alive."

Zhang Cheng said proudly: "Old Zhang, I have met Zhongzong and communicated with him!"

Zhou Yi was skeptical when he heard this. He had read Lu Tiancheng's diary, and it seemed that when Zhongzong was alive, Old Zhang had not yet successfully condensed the Yin God.

Zhongzong was already a super first-class martial saint at that time, how could he have any intersection with Old Zhang?

"Don't disbelieve it! On the Lantern Festival in the 275th year of Guangming, Zhongzong was on the palace wall that year, watching the lights with the people."

Zhang Cheng said: "I happened to pass by the palace gate and heard Zhongzong speaking on it. I nodded and agreed below. Is this a divination exchange?"

Chen Ying smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"Count it! Of course I count it. A few years ago, my aunt and I went to the palace and saw His Majesty teaching the prince. I listened for a while. So, His Majesty and I still have a master-disciple relationship?"

"Hahaha..."

A happy laugh came from Monobe.

When people are idle, time flies by very fast. In a blink of an eye, it was the seventh day of August.

Zhou Yi drove the cloud to the outskirts of Beijing and found Tiancheng Villa according to the direction Zhang Cheng said.

Zhang Cheng's name was Zichang, and his nickname was Tiancheng Taoist. His mother's surname was Lu, so when she wrote some works, she used Lu Tiancheng instead.

Lu Tiancheng's reputation in Luojing was more than ten times or a hundred times greater than Zhang Cheng's. As long as there was a hot leisure book on the market, there would soon be a special proofreading version by Lu Tiancheng.

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Some people are not in a hurry to buy new books, and they have to wait for Lu Tiancheng's version. After being disappointed, they will buy the original version.

Zhou Yi landed from the cloud, and Zhang Yu, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, came forward with a few young people with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhou, please come in! Junior Zhang Yu, the ancestor has already ordered that you go to the backyard to find him when you come."

Before entering the door, two rows of beautiful maids saluted in unison.

"Welcome, Mr. Zhou."

"Yes."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, said nothing, and stepped into the manor.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a black and white beast, twisting and turning, hugging Zhou Yi's thighs.

Mee mee mee!

The black little eyes looked at Zhou Yi, a little cunning.

"This is the iron-eating beast raised by the ancestor, quite psychic."

Zhang Yu rubbed the head of the iron-eating beast, took out a blood pill, and threw it towards the bamboo forest.

According to daily experience, the iron-eating beast will loosen its legs and leave when it sees the blood pill.

Mee!

The iron-eating beast looked at Zhang Yu with contempt, and continued to hug Zhou Yi's legs, rubbing its big head back and forth.

"Little guy, try my newly refined elixir."

A magical pill appeared in Zhou Yi's hand. It was a blood pill made from the flesh of the lion demon.

There is only one word difference between pill and pill, but the effects are very different. Pill is just refined from the flesh and blood of the demon beast, and its essence is still flesh and blood. Pill is made with more than a dozen auxiliary medicines and refined with spiritual fire, which has the mysterious effect of tempering the body.

Meow!

The iron-eating beast opened its mouth and swallowed the blood pill. Its little black eyes lit up and it called out to the bamboo forest not far away.

Meow meow meow meow!

A series of calls stopped, and a rustling sound came from the bamboo forest, and then more than 20 iron-eating beasts of different sizes crawled out.

They formed a circle and looked at Zhou Yi expectantly.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm very sorry. I usually spoil them a little."

Zhang Yu said in panic: "I'll coax them away..."

"No need."

Zhou Yi shook his head and waved his hand to sprinkle a handful of blood pills.

The iron-eating beasts immediately scattered around, searching for the blood-qi pill all over the ground.

The iron-eating beast holding the thigh had a look of desire on its black and white face, and wanted to let go several times to grab the blood-qi pill.

Finally, it gritted its teeth and still held the thigh without letting go, bleating pitifully.

"Hahaha! What a psychic little guy!"

Zhou Yi smiled heartily, and a Hunyuan Pill appeared in his hand. It was dark yellow earth color, like a stubborn stone.

Three Earth Pills.

After taking it, it can cleanse the essence and marrow, and improve the affinity of earth attribute aura.

The eyes of the iron-eating beast lit up, and it opened its mouth to swallow the Three Earth Pills, and then reluctantly let go of the thigh.

"Lead the way ahead."

Zhou Yi smiled, and finally realized his dream.

"Mr. Zhou, please!"

Zhang Yu saw that Mr. Zhou was really happy, and smiled immediately, bowed in front to lead the way.

Tiancheng Villa has a large area, with rockery and strange rocks, pavilions and waterside pavilions along the way. It took a full quarter of an hour to reach the back half.

Zhang Yu said, "Mr. Zhou, the ancestor is in retreat in front. Without a message, the younger generation is not qualified to enter."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly and walked through the gate. The style of the backyard changed suddenly.

The front half of the villa was exquisite and delicate, and everything was gorgeous. After the gate, there was a large bamboo forest with only a single thatched cottage in the middle.

Old Zhang's voice came from the bamboo forest: "Old Zhou is here, and the tea is ready."

Zhou Yi's figure flashed and landed in front of the coffee table. He sniffed and knew it was Zui Chungui from Baiyun Temple.

"Old Zhang, your 300th birthday party, why is the birthday star hiding here?"

Zhang Cheng poured Zhou Yi a cup of tea: "Hide away in peace and quiet, that birthday party is not prepared for Old Zhang, if you are filial, you might as well go to Chunfeng Tower and book a few days."

Zhou Yi said: "I think they are quite filial. Zhang Yu is not bad. He has a good temperament and is a good seedling for cultivation."

"It is because of filial piety that I am so annoyed. Why don't the old Zhang family produce a few prodigal sons who directly squander the family, so I don't have to worry about it!"

Zhang Cheng shook his head helplessly and took a sip of tea: "I don't know how many years this Zui Chun Gui can last."

Zhou Yi's eyes condensed and asked: "Is Brother Zhang's life coming to an end?"

In the same realm of refining spirits, the life span ranges from 300 to 500 years. Those who are good at the longevity skills can live about 600 to 700 years.

Generally speaking, the Yang God realm is 600 to 700, and the third-grade night wandering Yin God is at the lower limit.

"Almost, only 30 to 50 years left to live."

"Back then, I wanted to be strong in martial arts, so I merged my Yin spirit with the external world. Not only did I cut off my Yang spirit path, but I also shortened my lifespan."

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