Just follow the method and practice, is it that difficult?

  Nor is it an independently created martial art.

  Shen Yi felt a growing sense of confusion in her mind and gently rubbed her temples.

  A great many demons and monsters swiftly passed away.

  He finally sensed that the yin spirit in his dantian was undergoing a change.

  In the year 793, you think that this method may have only provided a way of thinking, and there is no correct answer after all, or maybe they are all correct answers. Instead of daydreaming, it's better to practice first.

  In an instant, the vast white fog was mobilized once again.

  They all flowed into the yin god, and slowly flowed in a mysterious trajectory within it.

  But the whole process of circulation is not smooth, but rather extremely awkward.

  There have even been cases where things changed direction halfway through.

  In the year two thousand nine hundred, you always feel that something is not quite right, just as if you had made a mistake, and then for the nth time changed your mind.

  “……”

  Shen Yi silently looked at the panel prompt and sighed in his heart.

  Fortunately, it was a yin spirit and not myself. With this kind of practice, I would eventually be driven mad by the fire entering my mind.

  Forget it, just consider it as practice.

  The majestic incense and wishes finally began to dwindle.

  In exchange came a dark spirit as solid as substance.

  It still sits cross-legged, its five senses becoming clearer and clearer, but its expression becomes more and more indifferent, as if it has left the world behind, escaped the red dust, and become more and more like a god statue on an altar.

  The most obvious change is that there is an extra auspicious cloud surrounding me.

  The white fog was still condensing, with a tendency to gather into a second layer of auspicious clouds, but suddenly it stopped changing and continued to maintain its misty state.

  Shen Yi subconsciously glanced at the incense stick's remaining length and found that about one-third was left.

  Lowering her gaze to look at the panel, it turned out that the demon's lifespan had been exhausted...

  In the year 4736, you had already broken through to become a middle-grade Wu Xian. Just as you were about to reach an even higher realm, you suddenly felt that your lifespan was coming to an end, and couldn't help but feel a sense of regret in your heart, silently letting out a sigh...

  Wu Xian. San Yuan Sheng Xian Fa: Xiao Cheng

  "Hiss!"

  Shen Yi suddenly covered his forehead, as if he had personally crossed the endless abyss and was about to reach the other shore, but suddenly ran out of strength and could only fall down in despair, being so close yet having no chance at all.

  He struggled to adjust his heavy breathing and reluctantly looked at another line of text.

  Remaining lifespan: two thousand nine hundred and fifty-six years

  It's exhausting the demon's lifespan, but not one's own, what a waste.

  After breaking through the Mixed Yuan boundary, he gained an additional two thousand years of lifespan. Now, at just over twenty years old, he was in his prime, and where would he be affected by such emotions?

  Shen Yi quickly regained his composure and continued to pretend to be a wooden stake.

  Release the Green Flower Lady and stuff her into the Dark Spirit.

  The next moment, a tall figure emerged from the white mist in the house, surrounded by auspicious clouds, and stood upright like an immortal descending to the mortal world.

  A powerful aura swept over, almost making Shen Yi unable to help but open his eyes to look.

  "My master's physical body is too overbearing, Qing Hua can't take it anymore..."

  The voice of Mrs. Qinghua echoed in her mind again.

  A thousand years of accumulated demonic energy, at this moment, is finally telling its grievances.

  “……”

  Shen Yi used his divine sense to touch and connect with Qing Hua between them, then forcibly connected the other party.

  The idea of rebirth opened his eyes.

  The young man sitting on the bed didn't move, and the yin spirit standing in the house slowly opened its eyes. The originally indifferent face added a few more cold and stern expressions.

  "Ah."

  Shen Yi was still getting used to controlling his dark energy, and he looked at his physical body with a slightly fresh gaze.

  Qing Hua didn't lie, this body of Yin God was indeed a bit too strong, the demon soul was relatively weak, and every move seemed to be somewhat slow.

  Looking at the auspicious cloud beside him.

  He inexplicably thought of the three cloud patterns on the uniform of the Town Demon School Lieutenant.

  Perhaps the reason why Yunwen is used as a symbol is also because of this three-yuan ascending immortal method. A single auspicious cloud represents the middle boundary of Wu Xian, and when three cloud patterns gather together, it represents the ability to condense the golden body, slay demons, subdue evil spirits, and protect the great universe.

  "Just use it for now and change it later."

  Shen Yi handed over control to Qing Hua and returned to his own body once again.

  There isn't a more powerful demon right now, so I'll just have to make do for now.

  "What's wrong?"

  The lady in blue was somewhat stunned, but didn't dare ask more questions.

  Is the master's divine power so strong that even the yin god can be replaced?

  Is it going to be myself...

  At this point, Qinghua's wife suddenly came forward timidly and carefully pinched Shen Yi's shoulders.

  The yin god can mobilize the incense and fire willpower, although it is of no benefit to the flesh, but also warm and comfortable.

  Shen Yi was already somewhat exhausted from thousands of years of emotional feedback.

  He didn't refuse either.

  Wu Shixiong said that all martial artists have strange habits, but he himself likes to use his inner energy to massage his physical body, which doesn't seem strange either.

  As long as one concentrates on communication, no one can tell that this flesh is "alive".

  "When no one is around, you change your appearance."

  Shen Yi quietly glanced at that face and felt a bit uneasy.

  "Green flower obeys orders."

  The white mist beside the yin god slightly rolled up, instantly transforming into the appearance of Qinghua Furen, it was just a small obstacle magic of Xiang Huo's willpower, not a difficult task.

  She was once a notorious and famous demon king, who had never served anyone else before, her technique was slightly awkward, fortunately Shen Yi didn't mind.

  Had a good rest for one night.

  The next morning.

  Shen Yi withdrew his gloomy expression and then put Qing Hua Furen back on the panel. After all, this was under the eyelids of a Jie Dan stage cultivator, so it's better to be more careful.

  The demon's lifespan is over, and staying in the Wu Temple has lost its meaning.

  He walked out of the courtyard.

  Perhaps due to the early morning hours, there were many more people inside the courtyard of Yi's residence, all chatting idly.

  That pair of white-shirted companions seemed to be of extremely high status, though they were taciturn and rarely spoke, others would always ask for their opinions no matter what they were discussing.

  At this time, he suddenly stood up and smiled: "Young master, stay."

  A middle-aged man held a sword scabbard in his hand, slightly cupped his hands: "I am Lin Qingyang from Guizhou, this is my wife, and I haven't asked your honorable surname yet?"

  Lizhou Qizong.

  Peerless treasure?

  "Thank you, Shen Yi."

  It is heard that two people are talking, and the rest of the students in the other courtyard have quieted down, bowing their hands to the young man.

  Although the other party looks young, since they have entered the first institute, that means they have the opportunity to achieve the realm of godhood. In terms of status, the other party is a disciple of the martial temple and can also be considered as their master among this group of people.

  "Are you going out? Is there anything we can help with?" Mrs. Lin smiled and asked.

  "Go take your seat."

  Shen Yi simply responded and then bid farewell to everyone.

  Although the ultimate treasure is tempting, it won't run away if left there, but for now, the lifespan of the demon is more important.

  Sitting in class? As Shen Yi walked away, everyone looked at each other in dismay.

  He has just entered Wu Miao and must have obtained the Gong Fa. If he doesn't focus his mind on cultivation, what kind of class is he going to attend? Is it possible that the other party is still serving in the imperial court?

  ……

  The Wu Temple stands tall, with two General's Mansions standing separately on either side.

  Early in the morning, many people gathered here.

  There are those who have received rewards, those who have been trained in martial arts, and those who have returned to report on their duties.

  Shen Yi looked at the long queue and walked straight in, attracting attention from many people.

  "Unarmored and ununiformed, which state's general are you?"

  The people in front looked back in surprise.

  If the commander joins the queue, then it's not considered cutting in line.

  However, next, they saw Liu Kun in the cabinet suddenly push open the Town Demon General in front of him, and stand up straight from his chair, with a posture as straight as a long gun.

  "Director Shen, what's this?"

  "Where am I?"

  Shen Yi walked to the back of the counter. Liu Kun was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly pointed to the adjacent compartment: "I'll take you there right away."

  "You don't have to, you're busy."

  Shen Yi walked over at a moderate pace and entered after lifting the curtain.

  “……”

  Liu Kun swallowed his saliva and subconsciously turned around to look at the crowd of Zhēn Mó Sī people waiting in line.

  As expected, the expressions on those people's faces had changed.

  Even if Liu Kun didn't say his position, they are not fools and can see the situation in front of them.

  After many years, the Demon-Slaying Department finally had an additional Inspector.

  "It's broken!"

  Liu Kun pinched himself secretly, he was usually quick-witted in doing things, but here he had fallen into a trap.

  It was thought that things were clear and transparent, but this Mr. Shen was pushed up by Mr. Wu to "eat empty salary", so he didn't prepare at all.

  Who knew he would actually come to the headquarters to show off a bit?

  Now so many people have seen it...... How can this be stopped?!

  The nine states have been plagued by evil spirits for a long time, and no one is without worries.

  When the time comes, Lord Shen will lose face, and you'll probably be punished severely.

  "Everyone be quiet and line up!"

  He gritted his teeth and slapped the cabinet hard, finally making everyone withdraw their gaze, but the whispers were unstoppable and spread out.

  At the end of the team.

  A middle-aged man wearing a black armor walked from afar, stopped and stood still, letting his companions boast there, only occasionally responding with a smile, but his eyes were filled with unshakeable anxiety and sorrow.

  "Zhang, it's not me saying this, but what's so great about Songzhou that you're still stuck there? You should come to Wu Miao with me sooner rather than later. The precious medicine and martial arts skills are plentiful here, and you can also meet many masters."

  Jiang He chuckled and patted him on the shoulder: "Just yesterday, I met another outstanding young master from Qingzhou. The other party is a strong practitioner who has entered the second level of Bodhi, young and talented, with a demeanor that resembles that of a Huayuan sect master. I exchanged a few moves with Shen brother and gained quite a bit, my realm has also increased significantly."

  "Congratulations, Brother Jiang." Zhang Xuan forced a smile. The other party could call himself "brother" with him, the great general of the Demon-Suppressing Department, relying on that deceitful mouth of his. If he believed it again, he would be an idiot.

  Just then, faint voices of conversation finally spread.

  Even the demon hunters on that side came over, they were best at gathering information, and one of them directly shouted out a name.

  "I have an acquaintance in Wu Temple, a fellow named Shen who is the General of Qingzhou. He just arrived at the Imperial City yesterday and was promoted to Vice Inspector!"

  The shouting voice entered Zhang Xuan's ears.

  He stood there for a long time, rubbing his ears in some disbelief: "Inspector... Inspector..."

  It was as if he remembered something, Zhang Xuan suddenly turned around and grasped his companion's palm: "Brother Jiang, you just said that you met a Qingzhou prodigy with the surname Shen, could it be... Can you introduce us?"

  If this time the surname Jiang didn't boast, and really had that kind of relationship, if he could invite a patrol officer to go back with him.

  Zhang Xuan's breathing gradually became heavier.

  "Uh."

  Jiang He licked his lips, and his body suddenly stiffened: "Maybe I remembered it wrong, probably it's some other surname..."

  Looking at Zhang Xuan's fervent expression, he showed a bitter smile: "I'll try my best, don't have too high hopes."

  Just know someone's name, nothing more.

  Moreover, this patrol might not be what Zhang Xuan imagined, and the other party is not a master of Hunyuan Sect, otherwise why would they enter the Wu Temple?

  (End of chapter)