Zhou Yi thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
What Lao Bai asked for was not difficult. Even if he was implicated by the Prince of Dongyang County, he would not kill his son-in-law's family.
The nobles of Fengyang have been married for generations, and if they are killed like this, not many will be left.
"Lao Zhou, thank you very much. People in the world say that I have eight hundred friends, but you are the only one I can truly trust."
As Lao Bai spoke, his pupils gradually became blurred: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to see you again after we say goodbye this time. I won't be able to sing with you over wine before my death. It's a pity, it's a pity!"
"When we meet again in the next life..."
Zhou Yi said slowly: "If you tell me that pear blossoms are white, I will know that you are reincarnated, and I will accompany you to drink from the cup of wine."
"Okay, okay!"
Lao Bai's voice became softer and softer: "This is how we agreed, let's just say pear blossom white, hahaha, be happy..."
Zhou Yi was silent for a moment, stroking his hands to help Lao Bai close his eyes.
Suddenly I remembered something.
He took out the bronze mirror from his arms and used his magic power to sparkle a spiritual light. He didn't find any ghost present, so he sighed and turned around to go out.
Outdoor courtyard.
Zhou Yi said to the men and women standing quietly: "Lao Bai is gone, prepare for the funeral."
There was silence for a long time, with sobs coming and going, and then he knelt down and kowtowed in farewell.
Then he summoned his servants and maids, arranged the funeral items that had been prepared long ago, and sent people to distribute funeral notes to all the prefectures in Shenjing.
Zhou Yi looked at all this with cold eyes, unable to say whether it was good or bad.
A few of the children were a little sad, but when the grandchildren heard the news, they howled and cried with grief.
People are like this. As they get older, they only care about interests, and their emotions become more and more indifferent!
Zhou Yi found Old Bai Yaozi and heard the message: "When we separate in a few days, remember to get the blood jade tablet. I promise your father that I will protect your life if something happens."
The youngest son's name is Bai Siyuan, and his mother is the former head of the Wuliang Sword Sect.
Bai Si's face flashed with joy, and he didn't know whether it was the surprise that his life was guaranteed, or the surprise that he was the most favored.
"No more worries."
Zhou Yi stood in the courtyard, looking up at the cold moon in the sky.
The noisy voices left and right became fainter and faded away, leaving the world and becoming independent in a trance, becoming immortal and ascending to immortality.
"Meet my benefactor."
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came, pulling Zhou Yi back to the present world from his loneliness.
Zhou Yi said: "It's you, girl. You thought you couldn't come back."
"My foster father was very kind to Jin Yu. When he found out that he was seriously ill, he put aside his military affairs and rushed back day and night."
Chen Jinyu was wearing black armor, with a black iron spear on his back. He had a heroic appearance and a bloody and vicious aura coming towards him.
Zhou Yi nodded slightly, not doubting Chen Jinyu's filial piety. He looked down at the boy she was holding, about seven or eight years old, and asked, "Is this Li Yi?"
Lao Bai told Zhou Yi during his lifetime that Chen Jinyu disguised herself as a man on the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang and entered the military camp, accumulating military merit and becoming a captain.
After Li Hong discovered this, instead of punishing him, he was promoted to general under his command.
Chen Jinyu confessed that he came to northern Xinjiang under the guidance of Zhou Yi and joined Li Hong's command.
Both of them practiced Guiyuan Jue, and they often sat and discussed Taoism. As time went by, they fell in love, so they became a Taoist couple and gave birth to a son named Yi.
Lao Bai kept sighing when talking about this matter. He once tried to bring his son and Chen Jinyu together, but they failed to live up to their expectations. He couldn't even compare to others, and in the end, outsiders took advantage.
"For the time being, I can only have the surname Zhou. My husband said that I should use this name to commemorate my benefactor. If one day in the future... I will definitely inherit it from Yi'er."
Chen Jinyi stroked Li Yi's head and said, "Call grandpa quickly."
"grandfather."
Li Yi's voice was soft, not as sharp as his mother's.
Zhou Yi was startled when he heard this. He had not yet become a father, but he actually called him grandpa first and agreed with a smile.
"Well. How old is Brother Yi? What grade are you in? Do you have a lot of homework? Grandpa has prepared a hundred sets of papers for you!"
"?"
Li Yi's eyes were confused and he couldn't understand what Zhou Yi was talking about. He only felt that there was great terror in it, so he hid behind Chen Jinyu and did not dare to show his head.
Chen Jinyu didn't understand the meaning either, but it was normal for a distinguished person like her benefactor to have some quirks in her speech.
"Lonely!"
Zhou Yi clicked his tongue a few times, and the sadness of Lao Bai's passing suddenly faded a bit.
Having seen many dead people in recent years, Zhou Yi has become somewhat accustomed to it. He will not be overly sad if he sees them before they die.
Chen Jinyu sent a message: "My dear friend, are you looking for clues to the immortal way through Jin Yiwei?"
"how do you know?"
Zhou Yi's voice was calm, with a hint of coldness. He had a huge secret, and he would kill anyone who dared to pry into his privacy.
"I forgive you for my kindness, I didn't mean to investigate."
Chen Jinyu quickly explained: "My husband has placed spies in Jinyiwei. I just learned the news not long ago. I guess it may be related to my benefactor."
Zhou Yi did not hide anything, nodded and admitted: "It is indeed me."
Chen Jinyu solemnly said: "My husband and I will definitely help each other to find a path to immortality for my benefactor. I wish my benefactor eternal blessings and longevity!"
Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "Listen to this, you two don't want to cultivate immortality?"
Chen Jinyu said: "My husband and I are dedicated to avenging our clansmen and are busy dealing with military affairs. Our training time is getting shorter and shorter, and we are destined to have no hope of becoming immortals in the future."
Zhou Yi was noncommittal. With Li Hong's talent, he could take revenge even if he devoted himself to cultivating immortality. However, this was a personal choice and no one needed to persuade others.
"What's the current situation in Northern Xinjiang?"
"In recent years, the Zhao family has been busy fighting among themselves and has no intention of managing the armies in northern Xinjiang. Several generals have already become vassal towns."
Chen Jinyu said confidently: "However, the Xuanjia Army controlled by my husband and I is the largest feudal town!"
Zhou Yi said: "Don't be obsessed with expanding your army. You can't win the world by relying on this alone."
"What my benefactor said is absolutely true."
Chen Jinyu said: "Nowadays, Northern Xinjiang lacks talents to govern the people and the country. This time Jinyu returned to Shenjing and wanted to win over some talented people."
When Zhou Yi heard this, he thought of Yu Su who was trapped in prison: "I recommend someone to you who has the talent to govern the country."
Chen Jinyu said in surprise: "The person who can catch my eye must be a great talent. I don't know who his name is?"
"Yu Su, Yu Shouzhuo!"
"It turns out it's Yu Qingtian, and Jin Yu has heard about it in Northern Xinjiang."
"You can contact him in advance, but if you want to win over to Northern Xinjiang, you have to wait for him to rise and fall again, and then be defeated again."
"I have already gained a huge reputation after rising and falling in Qingtian. How can I lose again if I rise again?"
"What she asked for was destined to fail."
Zhou Yi and Chen Jinyu talked for a long time, decided on the means of communication in the future, exchanged information, and left the White Mansion.
…
Return to the courtyard.
Zhou Yi drank a few cups of tea to calm down and took out a jade slip from his arms.
The jade slip comes from the tomb in the south of the Yangtze River. The other gold, silver and jade articles buried with it have no spirituality. Only this jade slip can be activated by inputting magic power, and the soul can read its contents.
It contains a volume of Qingmu Jue, a volume of preliminary explanations of the Formation Dao, and the travel notes of Taoist Lingyun.
Qingmu Jue is similar to Guiyuan Jue, but the content is more complete. From the first level to the thirteenth level of Qi training, it is stated at the beginning that wood spirit roots are needed to practice.
Only then did Zhou Yi confirm that cultivating immortals indeed required spiritual root qualifications, but he did not have any spiritual roots.
"Tianyan Forty-nine, one can escape from one! Everything has a glimmer of vitality. It is not impossible to practice without spiritual roots. For example, if you are born with martial arts, you can activate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
"However, how many people in the world can become a genius in martial arts?"
Zhou Yi checked the preliminary explanation of the formation again, and found out that he recognized each word, but when they were put together, he was confused.
"Recite it over and over again on the road, but it's only one or two out of a thousand, and you still need to understand it slowly."
"I got the Talisman Notes from Yu Jie, and now I seem to have made a profit. I really got a preliminary explanation of the Talisman Seal. I don't know how many years it will take to learn it."
