Chapter 71: Brotherly Love

It is difficult for bad people to become good people, but it is easy to become good people.

This is the case with Dulong Jushi and Qingyou Fairy.

One is an orthodox sect of Xuanmen, and the other is a secluded cultivator in the mountains. They fell into the abyss with just one wrong step.

"This Tianyao League is most likely not a demon clan force..."

Zhou Yi closed the clan volume and checked the clan volumes of other states and counties.

There are quite a few demons above the third rank recorded, and they are increasing year by year with the accumulation of years, and most of them have become unsolved cases.

Whether it is the orthodox sect of Taoism, Buddhism, demons, or the side sects of the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts, there are many ways to hide their identities after reaching the third rank, and it is difficult to track them without actively exposing themselves.

The governor of Gu'an County is only the fourth rank, but he can manipulate the people of a county. The third rank demons swallowed several villages silently and disappeared without a trace.

There are many records of demon slaying in the Zong volume, which need to consume merit to view. For example, if the target is a wolf demon, you can consume a small amount of merit to view the process of the wolf demon that has been captured and brought to justice, and judge the wolf demon's magic, supernatural powers, habits and weaknesses.

"There is a master in the Demon Slaying Department, and he actually thought the same as me."

Zhou Yi can view memory fragments after killing demons, basically all the memories before and after being caught.

Leaving the Zong volume department, Zhou Yi returned to the underground material department.

Zhang Cheng is copying the scroll, still Yan Chixiao, from the beginning of the appearance, has begun to have divine intention.

Yan Chixiao rode his horse and charged, almost rushing out of the scroll, killing all around.

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

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "One thousand taels per pair, and you have to make an appointment in advance."

Zhang Cheng didn't even raise his head: "What? You don't think it's worth it?"

"Worth it! Of course it's worth it!"

Zhou Yi is not flattering, but it's really worth it.

Although Zhang Cheng's paintings have not reached the realm of true meaning, they have the effect of exorcising evil spirits. Ordinary ghosts dare not approach when they are hung in the hall.

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

"You 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, if you don't concentrate on the Yin spirit, it will be too late to regret when your life is almost over."

Zhou Yi always felt that Zhang Cheng had a certain meaning. He was commenting on someone, but it seemed that he was just sighing.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang, for your guidance."

Copying the Taoist scriptures seemed boring to others. When Zhou Yi was copying, he could always feel the growth of his soul and spiritual consciousness and enjoyed it.

The Kyoto Rebellion passed in a blink of an eye for three months. The rebellion of Duke Xu was only on the hot search for three days, and was replaced by the new courtesan Qingqing Miss of Chunfeng Tower.

The news that the Dragon Cavalry Army swept across the seven counties of southern Xinjiang and defeated the coalition forces of the three states did not affect the business of Chunfeng Tower at all.

The story of the son of the Marquis of Xuanping spending 150,000 strings of cash to become the lover of the courtesan Qingqing has been circulated in more than a dozen versions.

Zhou Yi is on duty every day, killing three or five demons, increasing his Taoism, and completing the "Monster Search Record".

Since taking the fairy peach leaf tea, his soul has grown much faster. It is true that the fairy peach tree is full of treasures.

If it were not for the Purple Ying Sword, he would definitely break off a branch and cut it into a peach wood sword, which would be very useful for exorcising demons.

The original master gradually became one with the world, but the clone "Qin Qiong" was quite busy, visiting more than a dozen sects around Luojing.

Originally, the sects lived in seclusion in the mountains and retreated from the world. After the unification, they gradually gathered near Kyoto.

Yan Wang Li Si repeatedly invited him, and after the house money woman tried to no avail, she finally threw out the final bait.

"Your Highness once obtained a copy of the handwritten calligraphy of the Martial Saint. Please come to the mansion to appreciate it, Mr. Qin!"

"The handwritten calligraphy of the Martial Saint!"

Zhou Yi pretended to think for a moment and nodded in agreement. The reason for rejecting the Prince of Yan before was to show the reserve of a first-class cultivator. He also wanted to get close to Li Si as a starting point for exploring the big things.

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

…

Qinghuafang.

Prince of Yan's Mansion.

Li Le opened the central door and welcomed Zhou Yi.

Knowing that Zhou Yi did not like crowds, there were no outsiders at the banquet, only the chief officials, Sima, and Jijiu of the palace.

During the banquet, Li Le asked drunkenly, "Mr. Qin, where is Wagang Mountain?"

"It is a nameless mountain in the Bijiang River Basin in the northwest of Juanzhou."

The location Zhou Yi mentioned was indeed named Wagang Mountain after careful investigation, but there was a crocodile monster causing trouble decades ago, and the surrounding villagers moved away.

After the crocodile monster was captured and brought to justice, it died in Zhou Yi's hands, contributing three years of Taoism.

"Juanzhou has not been peaceful recently."

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

"Qin lives in seclusion in the mountains, and has heard of Xu Fengxian's name. He has not even visited him, but he has become a rebel!"

Zhou Yi asked casually: "Your Highness, do you know why the Xu family rebelled when they knew they would lose?"

Li Le shook his head and said: "I can't figure it out. Maybe it's because I'm old and my brain is not working well!"

Other people at the table agreed with him. The whole group did not think that the Xu family would rebel. Even if they did, they would not succeed. They would only be killed. But they rebelled!

"Mr. Qin, I invited you here not only to appreciate the handwriting of the Martial Saint, but also to ask for a favor."

"I presided over the big exam a few days ago, and the prince injured his heart and lungs. He also experienced Xu Ni and got angry."

Li Le said with a sad face: "I am the prince's brother. I hope my brother can live a hundred years. I have heard that the qigong practitioners have the method of predicting qi. Please use the magic to help predict the life span of my brother!"

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

Among the supernatural spells rewarded in the Demon Manual, there are several methods of magic, but they are rarely used in Zhouyi.

In a world where immortals and demons are rampant, the lifespan of mortals changes greatly. Maybe they meet the fate of immortals before they die, and all diseases are gone, and they embark on the path to immortality.

Or you may be filled with resentment when you die and turn into a ghost, which is also an alternative way to extend your life.

"Huh? Your Highness the Crown Prince is already ninety-nine percent..."

Zhou Yi said awkwardly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is blessed with good fortune, and he is sure to live a long life."

"That's great. I'm afraid that my brother is not in good health."

Li Le looked happy and said: "My father's health is getting worse day by day. Seeing that his life is approaching, the prince brother must be healthy so that he can be stable."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly: "Your Majesty is already at the pinnacle of cultivation in the world. He is only a hundred and twenty-three years old. How can he suffer from longevity?"

"Mr. Qin has lived in the mountains for a long time, so it's reasonable that he doesn't know some things."

Li Le sighed: "My father is extremely talented, and he is already at the pinnacle of martial arts at a young age. Unfortunately, success depends on luck, and failure also depends on luck. It is impossible to gather the Yins and Gods of Buddhism and Taoism..."

Yin Shen!

Zhou Yi was suddenly startled. Many pictures flashed through his mind, and he had already caught a key clue.