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390 Last Words and the Dog

"Dongyang, you are my disciple. You are the same as me in cultivation. After I die... I will leave my Ziying and Qingsuo to you."

"Double evening, your swordsmanship is very talented, but you value face too much. You have to learn more about Zhou Bai in this regard. When human beings are in life and death, don't take personal honor and disgrace too seriously."

"Don't forget to continue learning the twilight Taoist technique. If you have any questions, go and ask Zhou Bai. He has already mastered the Tianhe Star Explosion Sword. He must be familiar with the ten layers of the twilight Taoist technique..."

Lu Chongyang lowered his head, his eyes showing sadness, as if he was recalling the past when Zhao Shouyi pointed at him.

Zhao Shouyi in the picture continued: "Qian Wangsun, your qualifications are very good. Unfortunately, your training conditions before entering school are too poor, and the current format is getting more and more urgent. Alas... I don't have much time left for you.

Among the few geniuses of this generation, you need more resources to improve your strength the most. All the cultivation materials and points under my name will be given to you."

Qian Wangsun remembered that Zhao Shouyi sacrificed Xiao Pei's quota at the moment of his most desperate moment and gave him a quota for reproductive surgery for limbs. He also thought about Xiao Pei's situation before.

He deeply felt Zhao Shouyi's love for himself, and the other party was still worried about his future as Qian Wangsun until his death.

At this moment, Qian Wangsun listened to Zhao Shouyi's advice, and an uncontrollable sadness surged in his heart.

Zhao Shouyi continued, "Zhou Bai, don't blame me for not leaving anything for you. With your qualifications and importance, the Four Great Dao proofreaders will definitely give you all. You will not lack anything. You don't even look down on me."

Zhao Shouyi stopped when he said this, and a trace of regret and sadness flowed out of his face: "Speaking of it, I don't want to die either. Who wants to die? I also want to witness the future of mankind, I also want to see your success... But there is nothing I can do if it is distorted, but I still have a regret in my heart that I can't forget..."

"What's going on with Xiao Pei? Was it distorted or was it transformed into a demon?"

"If she was still alive, she was transformed into a demon, or was distorted."

"You don't have to hold back, don't worry about me..." At this point, Zhao Shouyi was silent for a moment, a hint of regret and struggle appeared on his face, and then he slowly said: "Kill her and do this thing that I should have done."

Obviously, before leaving this last words, the battle in Xiyue City had not really begun, and Zhao Shouyi was not sure about Xiao Pei's situation.

Hearing Zhao Shouyi's words, everyone at the scene looked at Zhao Shouyi with a hint of respect.

Ying Kuo sighed in his heart: ‘Old Zhao… don’t worry, Xiao Pei’s matter has been resolved.’

Zhao Shouyi in the picture continued, "Zuo Dao, you are a genius in the art of refining weapons. I don't know much about refining weapons, but I know that you must be very tight in resources. Even if I post this little property to you, I'm afraid it will be a drop in the bucket.

So I have applied for the special-approval resources of the Weapon Refining Academy for you, which should be enough for you to practice to the seventh level."

Zhou Bai glanced at Zuo Dao who had come from afar. The other party seemed to have participated in a special training event during this period, with a hint of fatigue and sadness in his eyes.

Speaking of this, Zhao Shouyi sighed: "Zuo Dao, the matter of the Zuo family is also the fact that our generation is too useless and has not been able to protect your family well. If you have any needs, don't be alone in your heart. Zhou Bai, Qian Wangsun, Chongyang, you should help Zuo Dao more. The next era will depend on you."

After explaining this, Zhao Shouyi looked up at the sky, as if he was trapped in memories.

"I, Zhao Shouyi, have not been successful in my life. I have failed to fulfill the expectations of my parents and elders, neither have been able to cultivate the Tianhe Star Blasting Sword, nor have I been able to break through to the 9th level of cultivator, nor have I been able to fight back even an inch of human land from the hands of the demons.

Until I died, I found that I had been losing all my life, defeated by the demon, the god, the immortal, and the many geniuses of my peers.”

"But I am also very glad that before I died, I saw Zuo Dao, Qian Wangsun, and Zhou Bai. You gave me hope. I can no longer do it... The rest depends on you."

The picture paused at this moment, and it was obvious that Zhao Shouyi's last words had been explained.

However, the room was still quiet at this moment, and it was obvious that everyone was still immersed in their memories of Zhao Shouyi.

...

One day later, the Heavenly Court and the Thunder Department.

Qingyangzi has returned to the Central City and reported to the Zhengshen of Lei's Ministry as a special commissioner.

Zhenjun Ziyang looked at the monk in front of him and said, "Qingyangzi, I have basically understood the matter. Then escort Zhou Bai over."

Qingyangzi was slightly stunned and said, "True Lord, we have checked Zhou Bai, there is no problem. If we insist on escorting it over, I'm afraid the public opinion will have too much influence. It's better to let him continue to move within the human race and we will continue to observe him."

"Huh?" He hummed with the word "Zi Yang Zhenjun", and the air in the whole room seemed to suddenly become sticky and turbid.

Qingyangzi felt like a mountain was pressing against him, making him feel extremely heavy and difficult.

Ziyang Zhenjun said slowly: "How can you let Zhou Bai be outside in such a situation? How can you compare to the test conditions on your side? Immediately take him to the Central City, and the Plague Department will naturally be responsible for testing and studying his situation."

Qingyangzi felt the pressure coming and recalled the scene of countless human beings sacrificing their lives during the battle in Xiyue City.

Although Zhou Bai's strength turned the tide, the human side still lost the precious lives of many monks during the war.

Whenever he recalls this and compares the actions of the Lei tribe, Qingyangzi feels a fire burning in his heart.

At this moment, when he heard the orders of Ziyang Zhenjun, he finally couldn't help but say: "I think under the conditions of Xiyue City, the monitoring of Zhou Bai can be completely completed, and there is no need to be sent to Xiyue City.

And Zhou Bai is a hero who forced him to retreat tens of thousands of demons. If he insisted on capturing him to the Central City, he would probably be in a state of great rebellion."

When Ziyang Zhenjun heard this, his tense face suddenly smiled slightly: "What you said makes sense, so let's do it. You are tired of this battle in Xiyue City, so go and rest."

Looking at Qing Yangzi's back gradually disappearing from his sight, Zi Yang Zhenjun shook his head: "What a dog I'm not well-raised."

Ziyang Zhenjun tapped his knuckles gently and muttered: "Zhou...bai..."

Suddenly, his soul power moved slightly, and he had already transmitted his voice to a place several kilometers away: "Wen Guang, clean up, and then prepare to go to Xiyue City. There is someone, I want you to find out."
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