Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 640: Others may have read this sutra

"..."

Ye Lan never thought that she would get such a straightforward answer.

In fact, she didn't completely trust this young man last time. The main reason was that she felt that this person had just joined the Demon Slaying Bureau and was still relatively inexperienced, so he would be restrained when doing things.

In short, more obedient.

Moreover, this trip to Baiyun Cave was a joint action by the Three Prefectures Demon Slaying Bureau.

Ye Lan knew the characters of the demon slayers very well. They would most likely regard Shen Yi as a mere presence, and would not show any so-called respect to him because of his status as a demon slayer.

This is a good thing.

She had never thought of asking Shen Yi to be a demon slayer. How could a young cultivator have the strength and judgment to reach that level? He only needed to be an obedient spy to keep an eye on Meng Xiuwen for her.

Let the man with the surname Meng be a little more restrained.

But the current situation obviously exceeded Ye Lan's expectations.

If Shen Yi could really cause such a big trouble under the noses of the other two demon slayers, it would not be a simple matter of disobedience.

It seemed like she had personally promoted a second Meng Xiuwen, and judging from the other party's attitude when he responded to her just now, this guy might be even worse than the one with the surname Meng.

"call."

Ye Lan exhaled lightly, turned slightly sideways, and rubbed his eyebrows.

Due to the special nature of the Demon Slaying Bureau, there is no such thing as dismissal. The court would never allow someone who knows about the Demon Slaying Bureau to return to the outside world, or even to join the three religions, or become an official in heaven.

But it is impossible for her to throw Shen Yi into prison or even execute him because of her momentary mistake. Wouldn't that be sheer mental disorder?

As for letting Ye Jing be the demon slayer again... She couldn't even control one Meng Xiuwen, let alone two. There was no point at all.

Then there is only one way left.

Fortunately, this young man is just beginning to show his abilities, unlike Meng Xiuwen who is already a veteran, and there is still a chance to teach him well.

"Since this is your first offense, I'll let it go this time. From now on, unless it's absolutely necessary, we'll usually investigate the situation, report to the higher-ups, and then take action after receiving orders."

Ye Lan's voice became a little gentler, and she even managed a rare, barely perceptible smile: "Do you understand?"

"I understand." Shen Yi nodded his chin.

"Huh?" Meng Xiuwen was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the two of them. This wasn't right. He had gotten into trouble before, but Ye Lan didn't have this attitude.

"You come with me."

Ye Lan turned and walked away, bringing Shen Yi to an open and secluded place, then turned around and said, "Sit down."

As she spoke, she took out an iron plate and ran her fingertips across it, producing a wisp of thick yellow mist.

Twisting the mist, Ye Lan looked at Shen Yi and said, "This is the salary of the Demon Slayer Division. Although your trip was reckless, it helped the Divine Dynasty to resolve a disaster after all, so you can receive the imperial aura for this."

"To use this item to overcome the mental tribulation, you need to prepare many things in advance to avoid being trapped in it forever."

"Therefore, I will use it to adjust your realm this time... Your foundation is too poor."

Ye Lan seemed to be able to see through the dark wood in Shen Yi's body at a glance, and frowned instinctively, but then she thought of the difficulties of being a casual cultivator, and her brows relaxed again.

It is not easy to use unconventional methods to cultivate to the state of true immortality, so how can we ask for too much?

In an instant, she clenched her five fingers, and the royal energy instantly dissipated, turning into thousands of threads that penetrated into Shen Yi's body.

The imperial energy is transformed from the wishes of all living beings.

Ye Lan closed her eyes to conceal the momentary distraction in her gaze. Soon, she digested the calamity force for others, and the remaining pure yellow mist had seeped into the withered tree.

The power of a catastrophe makes the ancient trees green again, new buds sprout, and dots of silver light are scattered.

"..."

Shen Yi sat cross-legged, feeling the powerful spiritual energy contained in the ancient tree surge again.

For the seventh level realm, six tribulations are already complete. The extra tribulation of imperial energy did not allow the realm to break through, but instead made up for the previous defects.

At this moment, the power of the True Immortal alone can finally rival that of the White Rhino Seal.

"Work hard and don't be impatient. Even the disciples of the three religions will envy you for what you can achieve."

Ye Lan withdrew her hand. Based on what happened in Baiyun Cave, even if she didn't make any mistakes, it would be impossible for her to obtain enough imperial energy for one calamity. Moreover, it was far from enough. This could be considered a personal gift from her.

I didn't think it through last time. If you want people to obey you, you have to give them some benefits first.

"Thank you."

Shen Yi carefully felt the change and raised his eyes slightly.

One calamity of imperial energy is nothing to him, it is just equivalent to the lifespan of a demon. He still has more than one hundred and sixty calamities on his body, so he doesn't need to digest any calamity power.

However, this method of using imperial energy to regulate one's realm is something that Shen Yi cannot access at all now.

"Whether it's a True Immortal or a Heavenly Immortal who has reached a higher level, they are actually preparing to obtain the Dao Fruit."

Perhaps because she had just exhausted some energy, Ye Lan sat down on the ground neatly. Her dress and behavior were all quite heroic. Only after she sat down, she hugged her knees with both hands, which showed a bit of tenderness.

"There are six tribulations for a True Immortal. If you don't pursue a Dao fruit that is too powerful, then there are only three tribulations for a True Immortal. You have already gone through most of it."

“But even the most common Dao Fruit, the one at the bottom of the list, requires at least dozens of calamities, millions of years, to overcome the physical calamity. Just think about how many times you will have to reincarnate and how many things you will have to look for to prolong your life.”

Ye Lan sighed softly. Perhaps because there was only a newcomer beside her and she didn't know much about the Demon Slayer Division, she relaxed for once. She put her fair and pretty face on her knees and glanced at him: "The Demon Slayer Division is a good opportunity for you. Seize the opportunity, save enough royal energy, and don't cause any more trouble."

"I'm really a little overwhelmed."

When she said this, a hint of helplessness flashed across the woman's eyes.

It is true that her subordinates work hard, but after they finish their work, a simple sentence of "someone will take care of it" means that she has to deal with those who have also picked the fruits of the Tao.

She was too young in front of those people and sometimes felt exhausted.

"Tell me, who did you offend this time? Was it that Baiyun Patriarch? How did you manage to do it under the nose of the immortal official?"

The severity of the trouble of angering a seventh-rank immortal official depends on what the other party is responsible for and how extensive his network of contacts in the immortal court is.

Of course, the simplest way is to isolate this news from the mortal world.

"fine."

Shen Yi shook his head. These two short words made Ye Lan stunned for a moment.

After he came to his senses, General Yan Lan subconsciously frowned. Getting into trouble was not a terrible thing, the most terrible thing was to conceal the trouble after it happened, thus causing a disaster. This was an absolute taboo in the Demon Slaying Division.

But before she could scold him, she saw Shen Yi hesitate for a moment, then turned his head and looked at her: "At least it's okay for now."

Eyes facing each other.

Ye Lan pursed her lips. It seemed that these two sentences were talking about the same thing, but in fact they represented completely different meanings.

The latter means that Shen Yi has his own judgment on the matter, not just empty words. But how can a True Immortal who has just entered the Demon Slaying Division make a judgment?

The demon slayer officer does have the power to guard a prefecture, but he had better make sure that he can bear the corresponding responsibility.

Ye Lan was silent for a long time, then slowly stood up: "If something goes wrong, you will lose your head, and even I can't stop it, but if nothing goes wrong..."

Most demon slayers, after getting into trouble, would simply leave the job of cleaning up after themselves to their superiors.

The more energy you consume, the more work you do.

This was the first time she had encountered someone saving trouble for her boss.

"Thank you."

Ye Lan took out a letter from her bosom, leaned over and placed it on the ground, then turned and walked towards the land temple: "I do have important matters to attend to, so I won't be able to take care of Jianyang Mansion next time. I will take you with me then. Jing'er said that you are an assistant to the practitioners, so I believe you will be very interested in the teachings of the Bodhi Sect giants."

This letter from her younger sister briefly described the trip, but it was not very clear and seemed to have concealed some key information.

There was only one thing she wanted to express, and that was that Lord Shen, as she called him, was a good man and quite capable, and he advised her not to be too harsh.

Therefore, Ye Lan had a private talk with Shen Yi today.

Do you really think you're happy being a wet nurse and taking care of everything? Yet you're still being despised.

Okay, let’s delegate the power.

Since the other party wants to be a real demon slayer, that's fine. We just need him to prove whether he has the ability to guard an area.

Ye Lan didn't look back and flew straight into the sky.

"What are you doing..."

Shen Yi watched the woman leave in silence, his expression gradually becoming strange.

This General Yanlan seems to have misunderstood.

The reason why he reminded that everything was fine for the time being was because Qinghua was handling the matter of Baiyun Cave, and if the Demon Slaying Division got involved inexplicably, it might cause other troubles.

But I can’t say it clearly.

After all, Shen Yi really had no way to explain it. He couldn't just say that he had a seventh-rank immortal official in heaven who was the Horse Keeper and also a guardian stone. The two of them could communicate with each other anytime and anywhere and could react immediately before any problems occurred.

What do you mean you can't take care of Jianyang Mansion for the time being? You look like you're just going to give up.

Isn't this funny?

The huge Jianyang Mansion was directly thrown to a newcomer.

Shen Yi never thought about proving anything. In fact, his purpose of joining the Demon Slaying Division was to find a big tree to rely on temporarily.

Now this "big tree" just walks away?

"It shouldn't be a problem."

Thinking of this, Shen Yi's eyelids twitched twice. After all, they were under the Divine Dynasty. Two things happening in succession were already ridiculous. It should be peaceful for a few months.

Never mind, there is no need to worry too much.

Always think positively.

Earlier, General Yanlan mentioned the Bodhi Sect's great master's preaching. If he really took me there, then I would have the opportunity to complete the practitioner's path.

By then, with the support of more than a hundred kalpas of the demon's lifespan, he would be able to directly obtain the Dragon-Tiger Fruit and enter the fifth-grade Arhat realm. By then, most of the troubles would no longer be considered troubles.

……

Jianyang Prefecture, at the end of the long street.

It was noon, and the street was crowded with people. Two figures with bare right shoulders slowly stepped onto the hot bluestone slabs. The straw sandals on their feet were already tattered, and their bodies were thin and gaunt, dressed like ascetics.

They walked the streets, but did not beg for food.

Until we entered an alley.

Outside a bungalow somewhere, an ascetic monk was trying earnestly to persuade an old lady. Before he could finish his speech, two rough hands had already patted his shoulders.

The monk looked back, and then showed surprise: "Senior Brother Zhiming! Senior Brother Zhiqing! Why are you here?"

It was the monk Zhikong who was still retrieving the golden book.

"Come."

The two of them smiled at each other, shook their heads slightly, and then waved and led him into an empty alley.

"The elders are worried that you are too naive and might be deceived by the spiritual light. The Dragon-Tiger Sutra is of great importance, so they sent the two of us to help and capture it back to the sect." Monk Zhiqing stopped and slowly explained his purpose.

While talking, the two of them were closely observing Zhikong's reaction.

"You are worrying too much, elder. I have already taken back the Dragon-Tiger Sutra from Senior Brother Lingguang. I will send it back to the sect as soon as I have resolved the matter here." Monk Zhikong did not doubt him and immediately told the story of what had happened with a smile.

Hearing this, the two new disciples of the Bodhi Sect were obviously relieved. They looked at each other, and finally Zhiqing spoke up, "Thank you for your hard work, Junior Brother. But the Dragon and Tiger Sutra is too important. If it has been recovered, can you let us take a look at it? It will also put our minds at ease."

"That's natural!"

Monk Zhikong took out the gold-page booklet from his tattered monk's robe and handed it to the two men.

Seeing the Dragon and Tiger Sutra with his own eyes, Monk Zhiming quickly stretched out his hands, held it in his palms with eager eyes, and carefully rubbed and examined it for a long time before reluctantly raising his head: "Junior brother, you have never read it before, right?"

When they asked this question, their eyes could no longer conceal the heat, and the anticipation in their pupils almost overflowed from their eyes.

However, Monk Zhikong's reaction was to pour cold water on them: "Brother, what are you talking about? The elders sent me here to retrieve the scriptures. How can I read them without the permission of the sect?"

The two men clenched their fists quietly, with a look of disappointment in their performance.

If it were someone else, they would definitely think that they were being deceived and would not tell anyone even if they saw it, but this was Zhikong... he was a fool!
If the other party had checked once, they could also take the opportunity to ask for another check, but now——

Zhiqing forced a smile and said, "It's good that you haven't seen it. We were too nosy. But I think my junior brother seems to have other things to do. Why don't you give this scripture to us and let the two of us escort it back to the sect to avoid any consequences..."

Before he finished speaking, the booklet had been taken back by Monk Zhikong with a whoosh. “I’m sorry, Senior Brother. My elders told me before I came out that I must deliver it back in person. Please don’t worry, Senior Brother. I will be careful.”

Zhiming looked at his empty palms and his fingertips began to twitch slightly.

He raised his head in dismay and could not help but complain: "From what Junior Brother said before, he invited some Taoist companion from Ziyun Sect and some Immortal Friend Shen. He can trust outsiders, but he cannot trust his fellow disciples in the sect."

Hearing this, Monk Zhikong's face suddenly changed slightly, revealing a guilty conscience: "Brother, you misunderstood, Zhikong didn't mean that."

Zhiqing keenly caught this detail, narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and suddenly interrupted: "Junior brother, other people should have never seen this Dragon Tiger Sutra, right?"

This seemingly casual question caused Monk Zhikong to fall into silence.

He lowered his eyes slightly and stared at the tip of his shoes.

Roll the larynx several times.

After a moment, Zhikong finally put his palms together, closed his eyes and said, "No."

(End of this chapter)