Even though my eyes were closed, I could "see" spiritual light spots of different colors floating around.

She began to practice her skills, and green dots of light floated towards her and sank into her body.

"Ah, I feel it! It's the wind! I have the wind spirit root!"

Cui Baoluo opened his eyes excitedly.

Shen Yizi smiled. She was also very curious when she first started practicing.

On this day, several people held a symposium focusing on cultivation, spiritual roots, and techniques.

Everyone benefited a lot.

Although Cui Mi is not a cultivator, some principles are applicable to him. As a great scholar with extensive knowledge, he can sometimes provide an interpretation from another perspective, which makes several cultivators feel suddenly enlightened.

As for Qingbao, he is everyone's happy pill and his only responsibility is eating and drinking.

The symposium ended only at dusk.

Shen Yizhi still felt unsatisfied, "We can communicate like this from time to time in the future."

Whether it is reading or practicing, it is not advisable to work in isolation. Communicate more with others. Often, at the moment of collision of ideas, you will get unexpected inspiration.

At night, Gu Xueting was alone in the empty room.

Because Shen Yizhi was occupied by Cui Baoluo.

He was very resentful about this. He had just tasted the joy of love, and he was addicted to it. He wished he could be with Shen Yizi every night.

He was alone and unable to sleep, but on the other side, Shen Yizhi and Cui Baoluo were very happy.

The two of them played with Qing Bao for a while, and only when he fell asleep did they lie down and talk in low voices.

"Sister Zhizhi, actually, when Bodhizi was absorbing spiritual energy and awakening during the day, I was not completely unconscious."

Shen Yizhi paused while patting Qing Bao on the back.

Cui Baoluo said, "I know you have been with me all the time and fed me elixirs. Every time Bodhizi awakens, he needs to consume a lot of spiritual energy. I didn't know this before, but now that I am a cultivator myself, I have noticed that the spiritual energy in this world is not rich and is far from meeting Bodhizi's requirements."

She turned over and rested her face on her clasped hands. "I will definitely return the spiritual stones and pills you used up in the future!"

She said it with great confidence.

But in fact, she herself was not quite sure. She suddenly changed from an ordinary person to a cultivator with cultivation, and she didn't know how to obtain spirit stones, but she knew that she had to do it.

Shen Yizhi: "Okay, this time you spent all my accumulated spirit stones, a total of 2,300 yuan. Considering our friendship, I won't charge you interest."

In fact, two thousand three hundred yuan was not even one tenth of what she had taken out, but she had never intended to ask Cui Baoluo to pay it back. She gave this number just because she didn't want her to feel that she owed her anything.

Cui Baoluo currently has no idea about spirit stones, and doesn't know whether two thousand three hundred spirit stones are a lot or a little.

"Sister Zhizhi, what does a spirit stone look like?"

Shen Yizi took out a piece and handed it to her.

"So this is what a spirit stone looks like." Cui Baoluo felt the abundant and pure spiritual energy inside when he held it in his hand, and he had the urge to absorb it into his body.

After playing with it for a while, she returned it, but Shen Yizhi confiscated it: "You keep it."

Cui Baoluo happily put it away.

The two people's voices gradually became lower, and they felt sleepy and fell asleep without knowing it.

"Sister Zhizhi, when you go to the imperial capital next time, you must come find me."

At the gate, Cui Baoluo hugged Shen Yizhi, reluctant to leave.

Today is the day she reports to the imperial capital. If possible, she really doesn't want to be separated from her grandfather and sister Zhizhi.

After hugging Shen Yizhi, she squatted in front of Qingbao again, saying pitifully, "When I think about not being able to see Qingbao for a long time, I feel like I can't breathe."

She covered her chest and looked like she was about to suffocate and fall to the ground.

Qing Bao exposed her without giving her face: "Sister Baoluo, didn't mother give you a photo stone? We can contact each other anytime in the future."

Cui Baoluo rolled his eyes and died in battle.

This mischievous look made Shen Yizhi burst out laughing.

Cui Baoluo revived on the spot: "I don't care, we are about to separate, you must kiss your sister, otherwise I will hold you tightly."

She put her arms around Qingbao, looking like she was going to do what she said.

Qing Bao sighed, with a helpless expression, "Okay, I'll kiss you."

When it was time to leave, Cui Baoluo smiled and waved to the people standing there: "I'm leaving! Don't miss me too much!"

Cui Mi wiped his eyes quickly and said, "Let's go quickly. I'll see what you can do if you can't catch the boat. Qian Tang, take good care of this girl when you get to the imperial capital."

Wang Qiantang was going to accompany Cui Baoluo to the imperial capital.

Cui Mi was still looking at them until the two of them disappeared from his sight. Shen Yizhi looked at the old man's lonely figure and felt pity for him. "Mr. Cui, if you want Bao Luo in the future, please tell me anytime and I will help you contact her."

"When a bird grows up, it must leave the nest." Cui Mi sighed and walked into the gate with his hands behind his back.

Shen Yizhi and Gu Xueting looked at each other, then they looked at Qing Bao at the same time and winked at him, asking him to chase after the old man and coax him.

Unexpectedly, Cui Mi came out carrying a bag not long after. Facing Shen Yizhi's puzzled expression, he smiled and said, "I have already handed over everything at the academy. Now I am a free man. The world is so big that I can go anywhere. Baoluo has gone to the capital to study. There is no need for me to stay here. Next, I plan to live in Lijiazhuang for retirement. Zhizhi, do you mind taking me, an old man, with you?"

Shen Yizhi smiled: "Of course I don't mind. Are you only taking this bag? You don't want to take those books, calligraphy and paintings? I have a Qiankun bag that can hold a lot of things."

"That's great, come with me."

Cui Mi took her to his study and brought along all his collection of ancient books, calligraphy and paintings.

Seeing Shen Yizhi's ease in collecting things, Cui Mi was surprised and a little envious.

Finally, Cui Mi gave a few instructions to the housekeeper, then left in a leisurely manner with Shen Yizhi's family of three.

When the Tianzhou passed a certain place in the city, Qing Bao pointed down and said, "There are so many people there."

Shen Yizi glanced at it inadvertently, his eyes suddenly fixed, and he stopped the Tianzhou.

Gu Xueting noticed her abnormality and asked, "What's wrong?" He looked in the direction she was looking.

In the crowd below, a woman was kneeling on a straw mat, with a sign next to her: "Selling myself to bury my husband."

Shen Yizi had seen many melodramatic TV dramas about selling oneself to bury one's father, but this was the first time he had seen one about selling oneself to bury one's husband.