Begin immortality by slaying demons

Master Changqing walked out of the martial arts temple expressionlessly.

For the declining Dagan, sacrificing the fallen golden body of the transformed god is almost their most severe warning, second only to awakening the only ancestor of the transformed god.

These golden body dharma images may not be able to compete with the real monks in the realm of transformation into gods.

But it is completely possible to crush the Hunyuan martial artist.

With Wu Laogui's cultivation, how long can he support the Dharma image for one stick of incense, or two hours? Master Changqing didn't know and didn't dare to gamble.

He gritted his teeth and secretly comforted himself.

This group of bastards can only act arrogantly in this ruined imperial city.

Just a guard dog.

"Qingzhou Shen Yi..."

After adjusting his mood, Master Changqing recited the name silently in his heart, with some doubts in his eyes.

Originally, I was just asked by someone to stop by and ask.

But the reaction of the martial arts disciples made his heart skip a beat.

Qingqiu Fox has been investigating for so long, but has not been able to find out the details of Shen Yi. The entire Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division seems to be accustomed to keeping silent. No matter what kind of relationship they have, as long as this name is mentioned, they will immediately Become mute.

Even if some people are willing to talk, they can't understand who their master is, what method they practice, or their specific realm.

He is good at making up stories, and the stories he tells are simply laughable.

A few months ago, I was still dealing with the first-level dog demon, and then I started to slay the Dan-Bao Perfection Dragon, which was completely wrong.

"That's all, just tell me the truth."

Master Changqing was adjusting his clothes. It was obvious that the Martial Temple had prepared this information in advance and was now releasing it to cover up the public's deception.

To spend so much effort to protect this person seems to have great expectations for him.

Haven’t recognized the reality yet and want to regain your former status?

Thinking of this, he sneered and turned back to look at the towering Martial Temple, as if looking at a poor and poor family.

If he refuses to obediently take care of Xuanguangdong's house and nursery, even a dog can't do it well. I'm afraid he will have to be whipped a few more times to improve his memory.

When Master Changqing left in the clouds.

In the courtyard of the Martial Arts Temple, the remaining three temple priests were also at a loss: "Senior Brother Wu, what are you doing?"

The majesty of offering a golden body is majestic, but isn't this equivalent to acknowledging the matter?

"Were those Qingqiu disciples really killed by Shen Yi?"

"..."

Wu Daoan curled his lips: "How could I know."

Hearing this, the remaining three people looked at each other in confusion. If Shen Yi hadn't done it... it was obviously not him. The other party used to be Qingzhou's demon-suppressing general. With Qingzhou's mess, it would be good if he could barely hold down the local demons.

How could he provoke a passing fox demon for no reason?

"But I know Shen Yi's talent. Anyone with eyes can see it, let alone those fox demons in Qingqiu."

Wu Daoan glanced at a few people and saw that the other person had a terrifying talent like a Pixiu. He was a natural-born Yin Shen monk. Once the news got out, Thousand Monster Cave would definitely strangle him in the cradle.

"That's true."

Several temple ministers nodded, recalling the scene when the young man had completely absorbed the aura of the golden body during the training in the martial arts temple.

Compared with the leak of this matter, taking another blame is nothing.

"Senior Brother Wu had better remind him again that he should try not to leave the imperial city if it is not necessary."

Hearing this, Wu Daoan suddenly clenched his hands and uttered a rare expletive: "What a bullshit! I just didn't keep an eye on him for one night, and he ran away to Songzhou."

"What are you going to do in Songzhou?" The temple congratulators looked puzzled.

"I gave him the position of deputy inspector of the Demon Suppression Department." Wu Daoan sighed, thinking of Liu Kun who hurriedly came to report that day, and suddenly felt a headache.

"Didn't you tell him clearly that it's for incense?" Several people said indifferently.

Is there really a Yin Shen monk who will patrol Kyushu honestly without looking at whether you can do this job?

As soon as these words came out, Wu Daoan also hesitated: "Isn't it clear?"

He couldn't just say the three words "eating for free" directly, but anyone with a bright mind should be able to hear the meaning behind the words.

"Look at what you have done. He is a young and energetic person. How could he withstand the pleading of those people?" The chubby Miao Zhu rolled his eyes, turned around and walked outside, casually admonishing:

"Don't worry, Songzhou Yang Qianxiang knows the importance, and he won't really let your precious junior brother be in danger."

"Senior Brother Wu, go and rest. We can handle the rest of the training."

With the cultivation of the above-mentioned martial immortal, he can forcibly control the appearance of the lion and camel.

Even though Wu Daoan practiced the Lion Camel Golden Body Technique and knew it quite well, he was still very reluctant. Just a few casual moves just now would take at least ten days to restore the Yin Shen to a perfect state.

"No need."

Wu Daoan shook his head and silently looked in the direction of the Zhenmo Division's general office. For some reason, he always felt a little panicked, as if he had caused some trouble.

Could something really happen to Junior Brother Shen?

…

Seven or eight days passed by.

There was still a steady flow of people at the Zhenmo Si Yamen.

Liu Kun sat in the cabinet, looking absent-minded.

The newly appointed inspector was invited by Songzhou right under his nose and has not returned yet.

He knows the situation in Songzhou better than anyone else.

That is a big trouble that can explode at any time. On the surface, it seems that it can be maintained, but in fact, once there is a slight deviation, the end will be even more dangerous than Qingzhou.

"Yang Qianxiang! Damn you..."

Liu Kun gritted his teeth and begged the old man not to be confused. If something happened to the patrolman, the martial arts temple would have to tear him alive.

"..."

Yang Qianxiang had just walked to the cabinet when he heard this curse.

The old man pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.

After a moment of silence, he cleared his throat: "Cough."

"hiss!"

Liu Kun came back to his senses, saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of him, and stood up quickly: "General Yang, why are you here?"

Yang Qianxiang smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't mean to care. He cupped his hands and said, "Master Shen asked me to come to the general office to report on my work."

After saying that, he handed over the booklet he had prepared.

Liu Kun flipped through two pages randomly and found that they were still talking about those bullshit things: "Why are you showing me these? Who in the entire Demon Suppression Division doesn't know that you have lost four counties? Where is Master Shen?"

There is only one low-level martial immortal in Songzhou, and he has to guard two demon kings. The general office really can't send anyone to support him, but he still knows it in his heart and won't insist on throwing all the responsibilities on this skinny old man.

"Master Shen? He went back to rest."

Yang Qianxiang was stunned for a moment and realized that not only Master Shen was ignoring him, but also the Demon Suppressing Department didn't seem to take him too seriously.

I seem to be the commander-in-chief of Kyushu who has come to plead guilty... at least give me some reaction.

"You stand here, don't leave!"

Liu Kun jumped out of the yamen, rushed into the main hall of the Martial Arts Temple, and soon came back with four old men in green shirts.

Until he was surrounded by four people with cold expressions.

Yang Qianxiang suddenly felt that something was not quite right.