I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

After Zhou Yi recorded the daily bibliography, he also copied a volume of Taoist scriptures.

After a few months of copying again, the font has changed slightly.

Zhang Cheng walked in humming a tune and was amazed when he saw the font of Zhouyi.

"You boy, you are quite enlightened."

After that, I made a pot of tea, spread out the rice paper, and started to draw Yan Chixiao again.

Zhou Yi asked doubtfully: "Brother Zhang, is he in love with spring?"

"Go, go, stop talking nonsense!"

Zhang Cheng snorted: "Old Zhang, I live a miserable life. I can't help but feel envious when I see someone who is happy."

"That's good, otherwise I'm afraid and have to find another place to do things."

Zhou Yi also took out rice paper and began to think about the structure of firearms and the composition of bullets...

He doesn't plan to build any automatic rifles. A single-shot handgun can pose a great threat to the rough-skinned and thick-skinned lower-level third-level monsters.

According to the expected scenario, as long as a few bullets are hit and the monster's movement speed slows down, it can be chopped with a knife.

Zhang Cheng drew a few pictures, stretched his neck to take a look, and let out a light sigh.

"How do you know about firearms?"

"??"

Zhou Yi was even more confused than Zhang Cheng and said, "Brother Zhang has seen firearms?"

"Of course, I have seen a lot of Lao Zhang, even real immortals."

Zhang Cheng said proudly: "You are too old. Those people from the Mo family will laugh to death when they see you."

"Can the Mo family make firearms?"

Survival is not easy, Zhou Yi sighed, he really doesn't know much about this world.

He believed that all schools of thought, no matter Confucianism, Legalism or Ink Painting, fundamentally used the power of magic.

Little did they know that the flying birds, wood immortals, puppet beasts, aerial ships, etc. manufactured by the Mohists were directly supplied to the Daqian army and were important weapons for guarding the four frontiers.

Zhang Cheng asked back: "Tell me first, how do you know this?"

"When I went home this time, I saw some lower-level third-grade monsters..."

Zhouyi told the story of the yellow-skinned spirit he met in the mountain temple, with nine truths and one falsehood.

"You actually met Yan Chixiao!"

Zhang Cheng was like a groupie after hearing news about a star. He took out the painting and asked, "Do you think my painting looks like it?"

"...It's very similar."

Zhou Yi nodded helplessly and continued: "At that time, I had an idea in my mind to create a weapon that ordinary people can attack the demon clan. After thinking about it through fireworks and firecrackers, I designed this."

"You kid are lucky to have met me, otherwise you would have lost your head now!"

Zhang Cheng explained: "Back when Taizu was able to unify the Yunzhou countries, firearms and artillery played a great role. After Taizu passed away, the remnants of the countries were in trouble, and later generations destroyed and banned them. Now it is even stricter, except for the palace. , and keeping the rest privately will be regarded as treason."

Zhou Yi suddenly said: "So..."

"When people have guns, they don't use them to kill monsters. They use them more to kill people..."

Zhang Cheng chuckled, his voice was dull and dangerous: "There is still rebellion!"

Zhou Yi tore several drawings into pieces.

"You're a smart boy. Copying Taoist scriptures well is better than anything else."

With a touch, Zhang Cheng turned the shredded paper into ashes and patted Zhou Yi on the shoulder.

"Foolish people can still be trained! Once they master the power, they can cause more harm than demons!"

…

Lower value.

Zhou Yi walked aimlessly on the street without using the Five Elements Escape Technique.

Even if he is an immortal, he does not have the power to reshape the world, and he cannot do whatever he wants.

What's more, what Zhang Cheng said is not unreasonable. Judging from the past life, more people died from thermal weapons than demons.

"I am...a casual person...lack of a close friend..."

It was not until evening that Zhou Yi arrived at Xingjiao Fang.

Most of the stalls are being cleaned up, and the night curfew has been caught, and they will be closed for at least ten and a half days.

Zhou Yi walked into Lu Ji's old shop and shouted: "Master Lu, just the same."

The proprietress came out of the kitchen and said with a smile: "Lao Lu is chanting sutras and praying. Mr. Zhou will wait for a moment."

"Um."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, and he heard the buzzing sound of chanting sutras in his ears.

I didn't feel anything at first, but after listening to a few words intermittently, Zhou Yi pricked up his ears.

Zhou Yi asked curiously: "What sutra is Master Lu reciting?"

"This is the Sutra of the Bodhisattva's Incarnation. I heard people say it can protect your home and your home."

The landlady took out a book from behind the counter, opened one of the pages and said, "Mr. Zhou, look at it, what's written in the book?"

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed and he took the book. The paper was rough and of poor quality, and "The Punisher's Theory" was written on the cover.

There is an additional story in the book that Zhou Yi does not recognize. Later, he uses his tone to promote a scripture called "The Sutra of the Bodhisattva's Coming to the World."

"I now inherit the power of the Bodhisattva and the name of the Great Master to spread among thousands of billions of believers to save all sentient beings..."

Halfway through the recitation, Zhou Yi sensed a strange force that kept distorting his spirit, and he actually felt an inexplicable sense of identification with the Bodhisattva he had never seen before.

"snort!"

Zhou Yi snorted coldly, and his power collapsed instantly.

"Crooked ways!"

Zhou Yi, who was already angry, immediately became furious.

This scripture spreads through the influence of the torturer theory and achieves the purpose of gathering incense belief.

At this time, Master Lu came out of the back hall, also holding a book of "The Punisher's Theory" in his hand.

"Mr. Zhou, I've been waiting for a long time. I'll do it now."

"No."

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "Where did you buy this book?"

"At this time, when I went back to my hometown in the countryside, someone was giving away food for free."

Master Lu replied: "The methods in the book can ward off ghosts and exorcise evil spirits. They are said to be written by gods."

"Master Lu, you have lived in Luojing for a long time, don't you understand the law?"

Zhou Yi pointed to the Buddhist scriptures in the book and said: "According to the Daqian Law, Taoist sects that are not recognized by the imperial court are strictly prohibited from reciting any scriptures."

"This is the scripture recorded in the immortal book!"

Master Lu looked a little excited: "I don't care about the law, but after reciting sutras for a few days, I feel light and healthy. What's wrong with my spirit?"

"very good!"

Zhou Yi spoke several times, his voice getting colder and colder.

Suddenly I understood a little bit, what Zhang Cheng said about stupid people can be taught.

Master Lu clearly knew the imperial laws, but still insisted on chanting sutras and believing in Bodhisattva of unknown origin.

The monster who used "The Punisher's Theory" to spread scriptures was even more hateful, and he had no choice but to directly discredit Zhou Yilian.

At this time, there was a noise outside.

A group of dragon-scale armored soldiers surrounded a shop and quickly captured seven or eight people from inside.

These people were not afraid at all when faced with the fierce soldiers, but kept chanting Buddhist scriptures.

"...the Bodhisattva's divine power widely benefits all living beings, and spreads it widely... thousands of billions of mokos, inheriting immeasurable divine power... save all living beings, benefit all living beings..."

The silver-armored general riding on the horse suddenly turned gloomy after hearing the Buddhist scriptures.

"Daqianlu, those who believe in evil spirits and heretics, kill them!"

Swish, brush, brush!

The soldiers drew their swords decisively and killed all the people shouting the Buddha's name on the spot.

The general shook his reins and looked around with an evil look on his face.

"You all listen carefully, whoever dares to spread evil scriptures privately will suffer the consequences!"

The dragon scale soldiers came and left just as quickly, leaving only a mess of blood on the ground. Soon there were servants pushing carts to take away the bodies.

The one who died was Shopkeeper Liu, who sold coarse cloth. He was always kind to others and would always give him an extra inch and a half when cutting cloth.

"Master Lu, please listen carefully. Don't recite evil scriptures again in the future."

Zhou Yi stood up and left. When no one was around, his body changed and turned into a yellow-faced man.