Thirty Years of Exorcising Demons at the Demon-Slaying Bureau

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Daqian Nanjiang, the upper reaches of Yangning River and the bottom of the river. A herring was swimming aimlessly when it suddenly discovered an old clam half buried in the soil, giving birth to a black pearl. "That must be delicious!" The herring swam towards the old clam. Under the sunlight, the surface of the black pearl shines with misty black light, like a small black hole, as if it can absorb even the sun's rays. The herring swallowed the pearl in one gulp and felt as if something was broken. "I finally transformed! This cultivation speed is really too slow. I heard from other great demons that blood sacrifice can speed up cultivation..." One of the tributaries of the Yangning River converged into a small pool, which was three feet deep. A herring the size of two people was swimming in it. Through the relatively clear water, some broken bones could be vaguely seen at the bottom of the pool. "It seems that someone has come over? It's not the time for sacrifice yet? It looks like we can have a good meal again!" The herring swam faster and quickly rushed out of the water. A big human man was sitting on the shore, holding a piece of jade in his hand and knocking it constantly. This is looking for the owner of the jade, and it is also the last sacrifice on the altar. "Well, that's him!" Qingyu took one look and locked the target. The black fish opened its mouth and spit out the black pearl. The black pearl drew a parabola in the air and fell accurately into the hands of the big man. "Thank you very much!" The big man caught the pearl and put it in his arms. This pearl is completely black, plump, smooth, and round. It has obviously taken countless years of tempering to condense into a pearl. "Who are you?" The big man asked. "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I want you to know that I can not only provide you with treasures, but also take you to the top of your life!" Qingyu smiled. The big man frowned: "What do you mean?" "What I mean is very simple! I can give you strength and wealth, and even help you kill your enemies and help you take back your world. Do you still want to know?!" Qingyu transformed into a young man and stepped closer. "I don't want to anymore!" The big man put the pearl in his hand on the stone beside him, turned around and left. "You don't want to know, but I won't let you go!" Qingyu pulled out a long sword from his waist and ran straight towards the big man. The long sword cut across the water, splashing a few waves. The long sword is covered with barbs, and the blade is so sharp that it will tear open the flesh with just the slightest touch. "What a powerful swordsmanship!" The big man was secretly surprised. However, the big man is not afraid of this sword. "Little boy, don't think that you have gained so much skill and you dare to go against me! I advise you to be wise and spit out this pearl quickly. I can spare your life, otherwise..." Before the man finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. When he looked down, he saw a sharp sword had passed through his chest! Blood gushed out along the tip of the sword, dyeing Qingyu's clothes red. The big man was shaking all over in pain and couldn't say a word. This kind of pain made him feel the breath of death. "You, you actually dare to kill me?" Qingyu looked at him coldly, without any mercy in his eyes: "I have told you before, your fate has been controlled by me a long time ago!" Qingyu pulled out the long sword, pulled it out, and stirred it a few times in the big man's belly. The big man instantly lost his breath. Before he died, the big man grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, as if he wanted to pull Qing Yu's hand away. The death of the big man seemed to anger Qingyu. He dragged the big man's body to the shore and threw it into the pond. The big man's body instantly sank into the river and disappeared quickly. The herring turned and left, continuing to swim in the lake.

A rare good book about fairy tales, it should be revealed

What everyone dislikes is not the protagonist's world view of human supremacy, but the joke that after killing a monster, you have to go through its memory and say that it didn't kill anyone but just drove people away. In the scene of rescuing the general's son, even if the situation was critical at the time, based on the previous foreshadowing, the protagonist was fully capable of showing up and ending the situation instead of directly killing the demon. Thinking about the recognized strength of an immortal, even if the demon gives up saving people, he will just leave. Later, another memory came up, saying that the innocent demon was implicated, and it was disgusting to watch. If you want to write about killing monsters for rewards, don't make excuses. If you feel that the people you are close to are more important, then write thoroughly and don't make excuses or double standards. After raising the little fox for so long, I wrote very ruthlessly, saying that I would kill it if I saw it killing people. Taoshu brought the double standard of murder and looked at it. Standing up and bitching is the most disgusting thing.

Personally, I think it's well written, keep up the good work!

Guys, go and see if this is the second updated book

"The real immortal is dead!" The people in the capital whispered "The real immortal? Which real immortal?" An unkempt beggar came forward. Smelling the sour smell on his body, the onlookers stayed away from him "Which one else? Just the one who fought with the fox demon last time!" The beggar was stunned. "That is a godly figure, how could he die?" "I heard that the fox demon joined forces with the golden-winged Dapeng ancestor, and other demons The golden dragon scissors that showed off their power in the capital that day are now in the hands of the fox demon!" Everyone was shocked. "How could this happen?" The person who broke the news seemed to have aroused everyone's interest. "I really know something inside!" "Come on, tell me!" Everyone urged. The guy slowly took a sip of tea, "I heard that several demon immortals joined forces and massacred dozens of cities in Yunzhou. However, the real immortal had no way to save people, and he couldn't do anything to those demon immortals. He watched the lives in ruins and was furious. Stepping into the trap set by the demon fairy." "They are all old monsters who have cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years. The trap they set is so terrifying. Outnumbered, the sacred cow was beheaded and taken away by the Jinpeng ancestor. The two fairy swords belonged to the White Lotus Demon. Monk! I heard that there was a powerful and terrifying flag that flew through the air and disappeared without a trace." The guy finished speaking and took a breath, "What a pity that the real immortal, who obviously has the ability to reach the sky, died!" Everyone looked at each other." Even the True Immortal is dead. How can we survive in this damn world?" "Bah, it's a good death. What a True Immortal, bullshit!" When they heard someone scolding the True Immortal, everyone was furious. Someone actually raped them. They followed the sound and fell silent again. They knew the speaker. He was once a well-known good man with a prosperous family. He helped poor people in the city every year and was respected by everyone. Later, he watched his family die tragically in front of the fox demon disaster. If Wu Zong hadn't taken action, he and his poor grandson would not have been spared. "It's good to die." The man walked away with a puff of his sleeves. "Only Mr. Wuzong can be considered an immortal. Such a ruthless person who can't even save a mortal is not worthy of being immortal." Everyone was worried. Many people lost their family members in that disaster. It is impossible not to hate them. I hate the fox demon and even hate the immortal who attracted the fox demon. He obviously has great cultivation, but he watched mortals die. It was Mr. Wuzong who saved them. For a moment, everyone lost their conversation and dispersed, leaving the beggar standing there blankly with only a wry smile. After a while, the beggar limped back to the place where the refugees gathered. After a while, someone came from the Demon Slayer Division and looked at the demon slayer. The beggar came forward and said, "Name?"

Brother, even if you are a demon clan, you can't live in a garbage den, right? I can accept a blanket made of human hair, but are you going to put skeletons under the blanket? No, you eat humans, monsters, and eat the flesh. Why do you keep the bones under your body? What's the matter, is there no spiritual wood, or is there nothing to promote cultivation? I know you want to describe the plight of mankind, but a world of spiritual practice and a society with wisdom cannot be like what you are describing now. So it's too tiring to read this kind of book. Everyone is smart, so why should you be so clean while I'm just a coward? You pursue good food and good wine, while I can only eat human flesh and drink bad wine. Why? Shouldn't a strong race establish its own country and its own clan? As you said in your article, the Fusang King's clan is the Golden Crow. As the Golden Crow, shouldn't it have its own culture and its own racial vassalage? For example, the Fire Crow clan is a prince of the Fusang Kingdom. Just like the human race, there are many ethnic groups, and the Fusang Kingdom is also a multi-ethnic country? The Dragon Clan should also have a big kingdom, because there are too many types of dragons, such as true dragons, Yinglongs, Jiaolongs, etc. It is a huge dragon kingdom. It is definitely a great feeling for the protagonist to conquer such a big country. You can also add other settings to the dragon family. For example, because the country is in the ocean, most dragons do not eat terrestrial food. Or according to the legend of dragons and golden-winged rocs preying on each other, a kingdom full of golden-winged rocs was established on the ocean, and the two were hostile to each other. This should be much better than the current situation of all the demon clans gathering together, because it is definitely much more satisfying to suppress such a country than to bully a group of rabble gathered by a mountain king. Even just a little bit

Chapter 73: Why didn't the protagonist kill the peach tree demon? Isn't the protagonist firmly on the side of the human race? Don't all demons who kill people deserve to die? Some people say that the Peach Tree Demon kills refugees and is a bad person. But the protagonist's concept is that as long as the demon kills people, no matter whether they kill good or bad people, they all deserve to die. Moreover, the refugee peach tree demon can be killed? What right does it have to kill? Either notify the authorities or let the protagonist handle it. When can a demon kill people openly and openly in the capital with impunity? And it makes these people's souls fly to pieces! Weren't the bandits that the wolf demon killed before bad guys? If the protagonist doesn't kill him anyway, then why doesn't this peach tree demon kill him!

I published it last year, well, I should be able to finish it, so book friends, don't worry. At present, I have written about 20 chapters since I posted it last year. So, keep waiting. Thank you all on the 25th.