Demon Slayer: The beginning of an immortal sword

The two of them were very happy.

Xiantu turned aside and prepared to introduce Tachibana Qingyan with a proud look on his face, saying: "Teacher, this is my half-brother, Tachibana Qingyan."

"Demon Slayer Swordsman Tachibana Qingyan, meet Senior Urokodaki."

Tachibana Qingyan nodded, neither humble nor arrogant.

Faced with the attitude of the retired Water Pillar and Trainer of the Demon Slayer Corps, if it were someone else, Xiantu and others might have already started to spray.

However, this person is Tachibana Qingyan, and everything that happened to him seems so reasonable.

After all, he is the one who dares to bargain with Ubuyashiki Yoya.

As soon as he finished speaking, Makomo on the side couldn't wait to add: "Master, you would never have thought that Brother Tachibana only used one knife to kill the hand ghost."

Her eyes flashed with admiration, and she had turned into a little fan girl.

Then, as if to verify Urokodaki Sakonji's guess, Santo and Makomo ignored Tomioka Giyuu who was about to speak, and began to brag about Tachibana Qingyan's story.

Describe in detail everything that happened in the Wisteria Prison, including the battle with the ghost and the subsequent operation of paying protection fees in exchange for a safe seven-day tour.

Seeing his apprentice so much respect for this boy, Urokodaki Sakonji couldn't help but be moved.

It's not surprising that he won the game without doing anything.

It turned out that not only Santo and others passed, but all members were 100% qualified. This is unprecedented in the selection of previous years.

Hearing this, Urokodaki Sakonji nodded, and there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes when he looked at Tachibana Qingyan.

If he hadn't known that the other person had his own breathing method, the old man would have prepared to accept him as a disciple.

"Good, good... I'm glad you're back."

The disciple returned intact, and Urokodaki Sakonji was filled with joy and excitement, saying several good things in a row.

Although his expression could not be seen due to the mask, it could be known from the trembling voice that the old man was not calm at the moment.

Then, he continued, "Young man Qingyan, I won't say much thanks. I'll go prepare dinner first. Everything is in the wine."

"Master, I'll help you."

Xiantu's eyes turned, as if he had thought of something, and he hurried to the side of Urokodaki Sakonji and whispered in his ear, "Master, Brother Tachibana can eat a lot, so you have to prepare more."

"Don't worry, ghost hunters consume a lot of energy, and they are usually big eaters. I know my limits."

Although he said so, Urokodaki Sakonji still felt that his eldest disciple was exaggerating a bit.

As a former water pillar, he knew the appetite of ghost hunters.

"If it doesn't work, Master, you can just take a rest, and the three of us will do it."

Seeing that Urokodaki Sakonji didn't take his words to heart, Xiantu simply cooked himself, and at the same time, he didn't forget to wink at Makomo and Tomioka Giyuu behind him.

He had seen how much Tachibana Qingyan ate, so he naturally didn't think he was making a fuss, and even thought that the planned ingredients might not be enough.

The other two immediately understood, and after settling Tachibana Qingyan, they hurried to meet up with Santu.

"No matter how much this kid eats, there must be a limit. I just don't believe it."

Then, Urokodaki Sakonji was asked to leave the kitchen by his disciples, and he still kept muttering.

Unable to find anything to do, he could only sit on the steps outside the house with Tachibana Qingyan.

The two of them each held a teacup to cool off in the shade of the trees, and refilled the tea from time to time. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Tachibana Qingyan wanted to learn more about the Demon Slayer Corps through Urokodaki Sakonji.

Similarly, Urokodaki Sakonji also became interested in him, especially the ancient knife.

The two chatted with each other.

However, when asked about his origins, Tachibana Qingyan could only say that he had come from the western continent across the ocean.

Urokodaki Sakonji was a little surprised about this, but he did not show much surprise.

A few hours later, it was evening.

In the room, Tachibana Qingyan and the four masters and apprentices sat together by the fire, making the already small house seem more crowded, but also lively.

A few fresh fish were strung in the ashes to make a simple robatayaki.

In the center of the fire, a casserole was hung above the flames, and in the pot was cooked radish salmon, which was Tomioka Giyu's favorite.

At this time, Urokodaki Sakonji had taken off the Tengu mask and turned into a dry eater.

"Urokodaki senior, I heard from Santo that your training method is very interesting?"

"I came here to see it for myself."

While eating, Ju Qingyan did not forget his main purpose. He took the initiative to bring up the topic and said straight to the point.

"Those are just gadgets that I use to train my disciples in my spare time. With your strength..."

Urokodaki Sakonji already understood Ju Qingyan's intention and did not finish his words.

What he did not understand was that with the opponent's strength, there should be no need to carry out these meaningless training.

"It is naturally unnecessary to open my eyes, so I will try it with my eyes closed."

Ju Qingyan picked up a tempura and swallowed it in one gulp, then said without hesitation.

"Close your eyes? This is interesting. Young people are full of fighting spirit."

Urokodaki Sakonji laughed heartily and nodded, "You will know tomorrow when you go up with me."

"In that case, I thank you in advance."

After thanking him, Tachibana Qingyan continued, "In addition, I know that my swordsmanship is not mature and sophisticated enough. I was able to kill the demon during the selection just by relying on the weapon."

"Therefore, I came here to ask the senior for advice, hoping to learn more about swordsmanship and skills to improve my strength."

"If you can If you say so, I hope you can practice with me after I close my eyes and finish the training. "

Seeing that Tachibana Qingyan was planning to do this to him, Urokodaki Sakonji was a little surprised and said, "You are making things difficult for me, an old man in my sixties."

"You are a young man, and you come to deceive and sneak attack me, an old man in my sixties. Is this okay? This is not good!"

Hearing this, Tachibana Qingyan was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and raised his glass and smiled, "That's right. Urokodaki is still strong and his strength is one of the best in the entire Demon Slayer Corps."

Senior, don't underestimate the affirmation from the younger generation.

As the saying goes, flattery never wears out.

If you want something from someone, you have to say something nice.

Sure enough, no matter who it is, it is difficult to resist the compliments of others. After all, everyone has the desire to be recognized and praised. This psychological need is a common instinctive reaction of human beings.

Hearing this, a sense of pleasure rose in Urokodaki Sakonji's heart. He, who was nearly seventy years old, could not suppress the strange excitement in his heart for a moment.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, he agreed immediately.

In response, Tachibana Qingyan raised a triumphant smile.

Must eat!