Chapter 75: The Emperor's Birthday Banquet

"Sou Yao Lu" is divided into two editions.

Ordinary people can read this version and recognize the monster.

Another version was spread among monks to slay demons.

Zhuangyuan Hall has a good reputation among the common people, but in the eyes of the monks, it is just an ordinary bookstore.

Zhou Yi had already made a plan, and if it spread from Sanwu's mouth, it would definitely cause a sensation among the monks due to his status as a first-class real person.

——Fellow Taoist, isn’t there another version? Send them together for a look.

Sanwu's spiritual consciousness scanned and read, and he finished reading the Demon Searching Record in a moment, gaining a lot more knowledge about demons.

Sanwu, who was visiting friends in the Golden Light Cave of Qianyuan Mountain, thought more carefully about the demon search record, the more horrified he became about its detailed and vast content, which could be said to have completely analyzed the demon clan.

In the past, when encountering evil demons, hundreds of divine thunder blasted past them, leaving not even a trace of scum left. Now, there may be a more clever way to deal with them.

Yu Sanwu is of little use, but for middle and lower third-grade monks, the winning rate in fighting with demons is one to two percent higher.

"This layman Liuquan is even more powerful than the old Taoist expected. One book can save the world, and one book can help immortals. I really want to meet him in person and sit down and discuss the Tao!"

Zhou Yi's reply was quickly received on the blank paper. It was exactly the shortcomings that shopkeeper He pointed out during the day, and he added a sentence at the end.

——You and I have been discussing it for a long time, but we can’t see it as thoroughly as a mortal!

——Fellow Taoist has a big heart, and an experienced Taoist is ashamed of himself!

The two communicated for a long time, thinking about the shortcomings of "Monster Search" from a mortal perspective.

Sanwu is willing to summon friends from the Taoist sect and publicize the purchase of demon clan flesh and blood in the secular world, as evidence for the records in the book.

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Are you trying to compete with the Demon Slayer Division for business?"

——Lao Dao is today’s great-uncle. If anyone is dissatisfied, come to me for reasoning and see if Lao Dao’s fist is strong or not!

…

The sky is bright.

Zhou Yi came to the Ministry of Things and never thought that someone would come earlier.

"Brother Mu, it's so early."

"It's not too late, Lao Zhou."

The two of them held hands with each other, saying nothing.

In this Ministry of Things, a colleague was randomly pulled out, and no one had any secrets.

Li Mulaiwu did not hide his cultivation level. He was at the peak of the fourth level and was only one step away from gathering the Yin Shen of the Taoist Sect.

Although Monobu has a formation to block the evil spirit of the Great Hell, if it leaks a little bit, the environment will be much worse than that of Lingshan Paradise.

Normally, when a monk gathers his Yin spirit, he needs to find a place of peace and tranquility, but Li Mu has been waiting for Monobu for ten years.

Zhou Yi once met Li Mu. In the memory of the Black Evil Demon Lord, the following third-level cultivation broke the formation arranged by the God Refining Demon Lord, delaying the progress of the Black Evil Demon Lord's treasure refining, and was jointly surrounded by the Demon Slayer Division and the Immortal Feng Division. Killed and eventually captured alive.

In just ten years, he has risen from the lower third level to the fourth level, even if he drinks alcohol and takes medicine!

"This Demon Slayer Division is no longer stable."

Zhou Yi sighed, and the two clones escaped into the underground hell and killed six or seven demons.

Taoism has been growing for fifteen years.

The avatar of Earthly Evil's magical power allowed Taoism, which had been stagnant, to resume rapid growth.

Practice ten to twenty years of Taoism every day, five thousand years in one year, fifty thousand years in ten years, and one hundred thousand years in twenty years.

"The medium target doesn't seem too far away!"

Zhou Yi smiled slightly and wrote as if he were inspired, each character appearing on the paper.

"There are waves in the waves..."

Zhang Cheng pushed open the door and walked in. The wind blew in a strong smell of powder. He made a lot of money from selling paintings, and his life became more unrestrained.

"Ahem..."

Zhou Yi choked and coughed, and a drop of ink was about to fall on the paper.

The soul moved slightly, and the ink dot violated the rules of physics and returned to the tip of the pen.

"Um?"

Zhou Yi looked confused, he didn't use any magic power just now.

"Um!"

Zhang Cheng's eyes widened, looking back and forth between the tip of his pen and the Book of Changes.

"Brother Zhang, I don't know what's going on..."

Zhou Yi's inner thoughts are about to be exposed. Should he imprison Zhang Cheng and threaten him to ruin his happiness if he dares to reveal the secret?

"Tsk tsk! Incredible! Incredible!"

Zhang Cheng nodded and shook his head: "You kid has actually made it this far. In a few days, it's time to praise fellow Taoist..."

After Zhou Yi inquired further, he realized that it was a sign that the Yin Shen was about to condense, and his spiritual consciousness was about to turn from emptiness to reality, and could already slightly affect external objects.

June passed in the blink of an eye.

The refugees in Kyoto came and went again and again, one group after another, and I don’t know where the people in front went.

Zhou Yi used the Qi-gazing technique to observe and found a few refugees with clear luck among them, and arranged things through relationships with colleagues.

Working as a waiter in a restaurant, a long-time squire, a helper in a shop... is not a good thing, at least you can have enough to eat.

The help is nothing more than that. Zhou Yi never asks about what will happen in the future.

until mid-June.

The Royal Forest Army cleared the streets and drove all the refugees out of Luojing. The birthday of Emperor Jingtai was approaching.

The prince of the prison country congratulated his father on his birthday and decreed a general amnesty for the whole country. Those in prison who were not guilty of treason and capital crimes would be given their place of origin.

On the twenty-third of the month, there is a birthday banquet in the palace.

Prince Yan's Mansion.

Li Le personally supervised the loading of all the treasures dedicated to his father into six carriages.

The first one among them is a whole piece of thousand-year-old warm jade bed. It is a newly discovered treasure in the Shunzhou Ling Mine and is priceless.

Thousand-year-old warm jade contains pure yang energy. Practicing on it can nourish the body's yang energy and prolong life.

Li Le knew his father's wishes very well, and there were no treasures in the royal family's secret treasury, so he could only choose the right ones for birthday banquet gifts.

"Chief Wang, please order the palace guards to be careful and make sure nothing goes wrong!"

Wang Changli bowed and agreed. Some time ago, a white lotus demon sneaked into Kyoto, seemingly looking for someone, and accidentally robbed the gift from Prince Huai's Mansion.

Prince Huai's Mansion has been unlucky in recent years. First, it provoked the nine-tailed fox demon, and then it was infected by the white lotus demon.

The carriage slowly drove out of Prince Yan's Mansion. When it approached the main gate, a commotion came.

"My brother is a piece of shit. The things passed down by my father should at least be divided equally..."

"Why should he take everything as the elder brother..."

"I scolded him. If the elder brother is unreasonable, don't blame the younger brother for scolding..."

"& x-on:... # %! &... # ..."

The voice behind was unbearable to hear. It was just like a country woman scolding in the street, which was incompatible with the magnificent Prince Yan's Mansion with red walls, yellow tiles and golden splendor.

Li Le lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Who is over there? Bring it over!"

The guards of the palace took the order and brought over a middle-aged man and a young man.

Li Le asked, "What's the commotion?"

"I heard that a brother was unfair to his younger brother..."

The middle-aged man explained in detail that the cause was that the young man separated from his elder brother and was targeted by his brother and sister-in-law, so he had to leave the house.

So he was so angry that he cursed a few words.

"Your Highness, when I was young, I was also bullied by my brother. At that time, I didn't know how to resist. If it were now, &! # *! # ! x-on:&!* x-on:%..."

The middle-aged man spewed out a series of rural slangs, and the officials and guards of the palace were stunned.

"You bastard, that's your brother, like a brother!"

Li Le taught him a lesson: "How can you scold him in broad daylight?"

"My uncle taught me a lesson!"

The middle-aged man bowed and saluted, which was actually the etiquette of the younger generation meeting the elders among the royal family.

"Huh? Who are you?"

"I am Li Xun, a descendant of the King of Zhongshan."

Li Xun said respectfully, "I was introduced by Senior Zhang to work as the accountant in my uncle's mansion."

"I remember it now."

Li Le smiled and said, "Since we are from the same clan, let's attend the birthday banquet for our father and celebrate the birthday of your... great uncle."

"Thank you for your support, my nephew is grateful!"

Li Xun's legs softened with excitement, and he fell to his knees with a plop.

"Haha, you are a little timid, you need to see blood in the future to train your courage."

Li Le ordered people to bring horses and let Li Xun accompany him into the palace to celebrate the birthday.