Demon Suppression Division, branch courtyard.
Several Golden Eagle Captains placed the precious shirts in their hands on the bed in the house, and then quickly boiled water and tidied the room.
After finishing everything, he bowed and said, "Sir Shen, is there anything else you want to tell me?"
The general is not in Qingzhou, and the Demon-Suppressing General is stationed in the twelve counties.
In the yamen, the other party's close follower who has not left yet can be said to have a very high status. He can command the support of hundreds of people. Even if he is released to the outside world, he is equivalent to the elder of a first-class family or sect.
"It's all right."
Shen Yi waved his hand, watched them leave, and sat on the edge of the bed.
He reached out and took the gilded hollow wolf-patterned hair crown, subconsciously wanting to pinch it with his fingertips.
Suddenly he realized that with his current strength, he could crush not only real gold but even fine iron.
He put down the hair crown, picked up the thin shirt, and gently stroked the yin-yang fish pattern on it. After a long time, he put it aside.
"This is rising too fast."
Shen Yi lay on the bed, with his arms resting on his pillow, feeling the hard-earned softness and comfort.
It would be fine if he was promoted based on his own ability, but he knew better than anyone how much water was mixed in the achievement of killing that Ningdan dragon.
Could it be that the real reason why my predecessor was wandering in Baiyun County was that he was the illegitimate son of a demon-suppressing general and was wandering outside?
I have always felt that I have a clear conscience, but at this moment I inexplicably feel a little uneasy.
"cheap!"
Shen Yi curled his lips. Is it necessary to be targeted to feel at ease?
On the way back, he also learned a lot from Hong Lei about the Demon Suppression Division and the realm of martial arts, such as the personal attendants. Each Demon Suppression General was only accompanied by four or five of them, and some even had none at all.
Among them are many old generals who have followed the enemy for one or two hundred years. They have all emerged from countless captains relying on their merits. The perfection of Jade Liquid is just a threshold.
Among the twelve generals, Mr. Chen is the one closest to his death.
Fortunately, the Yin Spirit nurtured by the inner elixir has grown, adding a little vitality to this candle in the wind.
If he really had the talent he had shown, and he could have gone from an ordinary person to Jade Liquid Perfection in two months, and he would have an external elixir containing the cultivation level of the Dragon King... When the day came that the other party could no longer hold the Mixed Iron Halberd, it would be almost impossible for the position of the Demon-Suppressing General to fall into the hands of others.
Governing a county with millions of people was something Shen Yi could hardly imagine when he was in Baiyun County.
The pity is that this "talent" requires a large amount of demon lifespan to accumulate.
"…"
Thinking of the demon's lifespan, Shen Yi's eyes flickered slightly on his calm face.
Now that he has perfected his cultivation of Jade Liquid, if he wants to continue to improve, he needs the real method of condensing the pill.
Although I can understand the stability and peace that the Demon Suppression Bureau seeks, when it comes to me, I still lament their rigidity and stubbornness, and they always use "years" as the unit of measurement.
Shen Yi could wait, but he didn't want to just sit and wait.
Apart from the Demon Suppression Division, this kind of thing exists outside as well. With the identity of a close lieutenant general, there is room for maneuver in many matters.
Of course it would be best if you could get it in advance.
But before doing those things, you still need to have enough strength as a foundation, otherwise it would be embarrassing if you catch someone by the tail and surround them but end up not being able to defeat them.
"Ahem." Imagining that scene, Shen Yi couldn't help but curl his lips.
At present, there are still many areas for improvement.
Ever since meeting the young dragon from Shuiyun Township, the previous body tempering method is obviously not enough. Fortunately, the Bodhi Vajra Body that is about to be obtained can allow the body to be upgraded again.
besides.
Shen Yi looked inward, looking at the Heavenly Demon External Pill that was suppressed by the Melting Sun Treasure Furnace.
The power of the evil spirit is only halfway there.
If it can be filled up, it is equivalent to having twice the cultivation of Jiao Jun. At that time, under the Baodan realm, as long as it does not involve Yin Shen and Hunyuan means, wouldn't it be possible to walk sideways as you like? Unfortunately, the Rongri Treasure Furnace has reached its limit. If you want to suppress more powerful demonic power, you may have to rely on communicating with more acupoints.
If I remember correctly, when I was deducing the Wind, Thunder and Melting Sun Manual that day, it took more than two hundred years to open four new orifices, a total of two hundred and seventy-five orifices, which was still a long way from opening all of them.
"Don't worry, take your time."
Shen Yi lazily got up from the bed and poured himself a glass of boiled water.
Such a huge gap in lifespan cannot be filled in a short period of time, but at least now there is a direction, which is better than groping around like a headless fly in Baiyun County.
"Does Lord Shen usually quench his thirst with plain water?"
There was a teasing sound from the courtyard. Shen Yi looked over and saw a handsome young man in white shirt carrying two pots of wine with a smile on his lips: "Bai Ziming, working in the medical clinic."
This name seemed to have been heard by Hong Lei, listed alongside Fang Heng and Lin Baiwei, and ranked last.
Shen Yi glanced at Fang Heng behind him, took a sip of warm water, and said lightly: "Tea is too bitter, and I'm not used to other drinks."
My previous life was miserable enough, so I don't have the leisure to savor the sweetness amidst the bitterness.
"I have a special tonic tea that nourishes yin and yang, replenishes qi and strengthens the kidneys. It has a mellow and sweet taste. Bring two packs for Lord Shen next time."
Bai Ziming walked into the room in a familiar manner, put the wine pot on the table, and took the lunch box from Fang Heng's hanging hands. He looked at Shen Yi quietly, and then said, "My junior brother has an impatient temper. He offended me before, so I brought him here to apologize."
Hearing this, Shen Yi looked towards the tall and strong man.
Fang Heng said honestly: "No, he doesn't believe that there is a warrior stronger than him in the younger generation. He is unwilling to accept it, so he comes to find your weakness so that he can sneak attack you next time we spar."
"..." Bai Ziming's eyes twitched and his smile became a little stiff.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. Lord Shen is very powerful. I am ashamed to say I am not as good as him. I am just a doctor. How dare I talk about sparring with him?"
Shen Yi looked at Fang Heng again.
The rough man raised his head and said, "No, Senior Sister Jiang has achieved perfect Dan. When she came back last time, he shot a newly developed poison needle from her back, knocking her to the ground with a sword. She lay there for two months."
"You guys chat." Bai Ziming said expressionlessly. He put down the lunch box and turned to leave. "I have something else to do."
When Master comes back, I will report this to him and have this ungrateful traitor expelled from the sect!
"Brother Bai."
Fang Heng called him, his arms hanging down, and said apologetically: "Can you pour the wine for me?"
"I'm suddenly neither hungry nor thirsty." Bai Ziming said this with a cold face, but he still took out three small wine glasses from the food box and filled them with the wine in the pot.
He pushed the cup to the two of them, then picked up the wine cup.
"Senior Brother, please help me close the door again." Fang Heng took a deep breath.
Bai Ziming's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and he looked at him with a sinister expression: "Mr. Fang, I don't bully disabled people. Wait until your injury is healed, and you wait."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves, turned around and walked out the door, slamming the wooden door shut.
"…"
Looking at this funny couple, Shen Yi fell silent, and after a moment he asked, "What's going on?"
Fang Heng clenched his teeth, and with his almost numb hands, he reached for the wine glass, tried to lift it up, and then drank it all in one gulp.
He didn't know how long he had been struggling, but he finally mustered up the courage to say, "I want to ask you... not to go to Linjiang County, at least not for the next few months."
It wasn't a loud word.
But it made the two people outside the gate stop slowly.
The middle-aged man with broad shoulders looked inside silently. The little girl sitting on his shoulders suddenly looked cold and her two white and tender legs stopped shaking.
Bai Ziming was standing in front of the door. He had just heard the words inside and had not yet reacted when he caught a glimpse of a figure in the distance out of the corner of his eye. Sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
This stupid junior brother, without saying a word, actually brought me here to cheat? !
(End of this chapter)