Ji Bai was taken down, and the smell was so bad that the people under him were daunted.

He jumped into the tub by himself, and after washing it, he was finally in clean shape.

Hai Lao took Ji Bai to Ji Bai's study, and then turned and retreated.

Ji Zhaoling was looking at the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the study at this time, and he didn't speak after finding out that Ji Bai was coming, and continued to bury his head in the history of the Great Zhou.

Entering the study, Ji Bai felt that he might be scolded again, but after thinking about it, he should not be able to scold himself when he accompanied Li Xingqiu out.

Although I was embarrassed when I came back, it was also because I ate Shimizu Pills, so I don't blame myself.

But soon this idea was thrown away by himself, if he thought so, wouldn't he throw the pot to Li Xingqiu.

No, resolutely not.

But no matter what, if you don't spend money indiscriminately when you go out, your own Lao Tzu will have no angle to punish yourself.

The more he thought about it, the more confident Ji Bai became, and even crossed his legs, poured himself a pot of tea, and made a small fruit bowl and began to enjoy it.

The silence in the study disappeared, and from time to time there was the sound of pouring tea and eating fruit.

Ji Zhaoling put down the history book and looked at Ji Bai.

"Where did you go with Immortal Master Li today?" Ji Zhaoling asked.

Hearing this, Ji Bai put down the teacup and said in a general manner: "Dad, I didn't spend any money today." ”

"I know you didn't spend any money, you just closed the confinement, you can have a few children. When I came back, I didn't see anyone asking me to go out and pay, I was asking you, where did you go with Li Xianshi? ”

Ji Bai explained all the places he went to today, and finally said that it turned out that cultivators could make money so much, and a single pill could make the owner of the Star Picking Tower grit his teeth.

From Ji Bai's words, all reveal the yearning for cultivation.

But the purpose of his cultivation was actually very naïve, and Ji Zhaoling knew this very well.

Seeing that his son was so naïve, his temperament was not too stubborn, and he could actually change it with a little axe, but Ji Zhaoling's face was very helpless.

"I also know that I can't cultivate in this identity, don't worry, I won't cause you trouble."

Seeing Ji Zhaoling's expression, Ji Bai's words surprised Ji Zhaoling.

Your own child, seems to have grown up?

The sadness was slightly soothed, and Ji Zhaoling revealed a secret: "Actually, since twelve years ago, Da Zhou has not had eyeliner in Lishan City. ”

When Ji Bai heard this, his eyes immediately widened, and he looked at his father incredulously.

"But I still clear the account book every year and send a lot of things to King Zhou."

"That day I went to the capital to meet the new king, the new king gave me a very different feeling from the previous king of Zhou, the new king has a lot of majesty in his heart, he tried to help the great Zhou back up.

The new king gave me a promise that Da Zhou would no longer spy on us from now on, nor would he care where we went, and even if we wanted to establish ourselves as kings.

But I just want to be free, I don't want to be the king or anything, and it's not better than anything to make some money honestly?

However, the Great Zhou may be coming to an end, and no matter how outstanding the new king's ability is, he is also born in the wrong era. ”

Ji Zhaoling opened the history book in front of him, this history book is not very thick, and recorded the day of the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty to the day when the previous king of Zhou died.

There are many things that can be seen from the history books, such as the mediocrity of the king, and some involuntary helplessness.

Regarding Ji Qianmo's death, it was also recorded in the history books.

The introduction in the history books is more brief, only saying that Ji Qianmo and other loyal soul soldiers encountered accidents when they went out on the expedition and died tragically on the battlefield.

Few people know the real situation, but Ji Zhaoling, as a descendant of King Yan, knows something.

The exercises cultivated by the Loyal Soul Army were compiled by Ji Qianmo himself, and Ji Qianmo even practiced that kind of exercise himself, but that exercise was adapted from the Demon Dao Cult.

The cult killing atmosphere is strong, as long as the knife is used to kill, all you want is the head of the person to roll, and the bones are everywhere.

Ji Qianmo is definitely a genius, a genius, using soldiers like a god, and his attainments in cultivation are also amazing.

He adapted the cult and erased the evil nature, leaving behind a monstrous murderous intent.

But Ji Qianmo didn't pay attention to it, the killing intent was too deep, and it could also affect the heart.

The most profound influence is Ji Qianmo himself, when he was resting at home, when he dreamed at night, he dreamed that there was an enemy attacking him, Ji Qianmo grabbed the long knife in his hand and killed the enemy.

When he woke up the next day, Ji Qianmo saw his wife and children all dying tragically on the couch.

He understood,

It's the cultivation that has gone wrong.

Later, the people in the Loyal Soul Army also began to appear in various situations one after another, and some even had blue skies and white days, their eyes were blood-red, and they swung the knife in their hands at the robe.

It took Ji Qianmo a long time to erase the influence of the exercises, and he was indeed about to do it, but at that time, he was no longer himself.

At the end of the period, the Loyal Soul Army was almost a force from Hades.

Wherever they passed, not a single grass grew.

The eyes of those people were scarlet, as if the demon god of Hades had come down himself, and when they passed through a walled city, the people in the walled city were originally greeting the loyal soul army, but the walled city was full of blood.

Ji Qianmo knew that even if he finished modifying the exercises, he would not be able to save these comrades who were full of only the desire to kill. So he was thousands of miles away and begged the king of Zhou for death.

King Zhou once thought about asking Ji Qianmo to make more efforts, but Ji Qianmo knew that these loyal soul soldiers would not die, and the world would be restless!

Their hands were originally stained with the blood of the enemy, but gradually, they were also stained with the blood of innocent people.

The appearance of the Loyal Soul Army was supposed to protect the family and defend the country, but now it kills innocents indiscriminately, and it should be destroyed.

In the end, King Zhou had no choice but to agree to Ji Qianmo's request.

At that time, there were also the eldest son and the second son under his knees, and the two sons also practiced that kind of killing technique, but only one newborn child did not touch these.

The end of the Loyal Soul Army was extremely tragic, and Ji Qianmo, who watched his comrades fighting, was full of grief in his heart.

After all, the existence of this loyal soul army is too short to help Da Zhou completely stabilize the dynasty.

The truth is also buried in the dust. The last version that came out was that the contemporary King of Zhou believed that King Yan was highly meritorious and gave King Yan death.

After hearing these truths, Ji Bai couldn't help but gasp.

"But in that case, why don't you let us cultivate?" Ji Bai asked with a frown.

Ji Zhaoling said: "Because the ancestor of our lineage was born after King Yan had already cultivated the Demon Killing Skill. King Zhou was worried that his bloodline would be affected by his killing demon skills, so he didn't let us cultivate. ”

"These truths will only be known when you become the Yan King, and of course, there is no Yan King now."

After that, Ji Zhaoling smiled.

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Ji Bai frowned, feeling that his father's words were very unpleasant.

Ji Zhaoling smiled: "Doesn't this always feel that this incident is very dangerous, I have to explain to you first." ”

"Phew, talking about this kind of nonsense, there is Boss Li here, what are you afraid of." Ji Bai's face was a little displeased.

Ji Zhaoling waved his hand: "Although the immortal master of the Yunchao Sect is strong, everything must be prepared for the long term. You remember this account book, this is the division of the correspondence with Da Zhou, if there is really any accident, you can get it yourself.

My promise with Xinwang is that we will always supply resources to Da Zhou, for a hundred years, and Da Zhou will not care about us at all, and we will not need to protect our eyeliner. ”

In order to pave the way for his son, Ji Zhaoling also tried his best, if he really had an accident, he would also find someone who could be entrusted to Ji Bai to take care of him.