Qin Di traveled all the way west, constantly swallowing the fresh wood aura in the mountains and forests, and before he knew it, his skills were slowly growing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was nearly dusk on this day, and suddenly a heavy downpour fell from the sky.

Although Qin Di was not afraid of wind and rain, he didn't want to be in the rain for no reason, and when he looked around, he saw a dilapidated mountain temple on the top of the mountain in front of him, so he urged the white tiger to rush over.

Come to the front, you see that the mountain temple is quite imposing, although the temple door is a little broken, but the inside is very spacious, there is a clay statue of the mountain god in the middle, the square face is wide-mouthed, the face is hideous, and the big iron gun is held in the hand. There is also a table in front of the statue of the mountain god, and there is an ever-bright lamp on the table, and I don't know who refills the lamp oil, but the lamp has been on, bringing a trace of warmth to the temple in the stormy evening.

Although Qin Di only had one person and one tiger, he didn't feel lonely, so he took out the grill in the temple, took out the sixth-order spirit mutton that Jiang Yunmu hunted from Mingxia Island, sprinkled cumin powder, and grilled it himself.

The air is filled with an enticing fragrance that makes people salivate.

The white tiger crouched at his feet, shrunk to two feet long, with a pair of big eyes and a tongue sticking out to look at the grill, like a big cat with a greedy mouth.

Seeing that the spirit mutton was about to be roasted, he suddenly heard heavy footsteps in the distance.

The white tiger pricked up his ears, let out a low roar in his mouth, and wanted to run out, but was lightly kicked by Qin Di and lay on the ground again.

In a short time, I saw a burly young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, carrying an old woman of about fifty years on his back, walking in from the outside, and the two of them were soaked up and down, and the rain was flowing down the trousers.

The young man put the old woman down and said, "Mother, we have worked hard to finally escape to this mountain temple, and you can rest for a while." ”

The old woman was drenched in the rain and shivered, looking at the grill in front of Qin Di, smelling the tempting aroma of meat, and seeing Qin Di enjoying himself calmly in such a stormy evening, she knew that Qin Di was not an ordinary person, so she stepped forward and said, "Disturb the immortal, we two come in to avoid the rain, I hope you don't mind." ”

Qin Di divided half of the firewood under the grill, threw it in front of the woman, and said with a smile: "I also came in to shelter from the rain, since we met is fate, first bake the fire, go to the cold." ”

The woman hurriedly saluted: "Thank you Immortal Chief!"

Qin Di took out a knife and fork, cut the roasted spirit sheep into small pieces, put half of it on a clean plate, and threw half of it to the white tiger on the creeping ground.

The white tiger is like a big cat, with a happy "ah-woo", and opens its big mouth to eat.

The old woman did not dare to look more, so she could only stand quietly in front of the fire and roast it.

The young man swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and said in a timid voice: "Immortal, immortal, my mother hasn't eaten for two days, can you do well and give her a little bit of old man?"

Before the words fell, the old woman scolded: "Xiaohu, what nonsense are you talking about!

The boy was instructed to take two steps back, not daring to say more.

The old woman bowed to Qin Di and said, "This kid has never seen the world, please don't mind." Excuse me, Immortal, for your meal. ”

Qin Di said lightly: "It's not that I'm stingy, but you can't eat this meat, as long as you take a small bite, you can kill people." I see you've cultivated too, but you've given up halfway, right?"

The old woman said: "Thank you Immortal Elder, the old body's skills have been wasted, and I don't dare to taste the spiritual flesh." ”

The boy didn't dare to say more, but his eyes showed disbelief.

Qin Di saw that the young man was a little reckless, but the old woman's behavior was very polite and gave people a good impression, so he took out a large piece of first-order spirit fish, put it on the grill, greeted the young man, and said, "Little tiger, come here, grill the spirit fish, and serve your mother for dinner." ”

The boy was overjoyed, ran over in two or three steps, took a shovel and began to grill the fish.

The old woman thanked her again and again, and said, "Immortal Elder, you are too merciful. My kid is rough, and he has been wandering in the mountains for too long, and he has lost his manners, so I ask the fairy chief to forgive me. ”

Qin Di shook his head slightly: "It's okay, old man, where are you from?"

The old woman looked at Qin Di, looked around the temple again, hesitated for a moment, and replied: "To be honest, my home is far away from here, and Xiaohu and I walked on the road for seven years before finally arriving here." ”

Qin Di felt a little surprised, but said in his mouth: "If there is any secret, there is no need to tell it." ”

The old woman said: "I look at the immortals and the elders are extraordinary, and I am generous and kind, which may be the opportunity for me and Xiaohu." Truth be told, I don't know why I'm here. Xiaohu's grandfather is a cultivator who came back from Sun Lake ten years ago and said that Xiaohu's child had a fire spirit root, but he couldn't inspire it. Unless you can get to this mountain temple today, you may have an unexpected chance. That's why we've worked so hard to get here. ”

Qin Di asked, "Why didn't the child's grandfather personally send you over?" Which sect is he a monk?"

The old woman sighed and said, "It's a long story. Many years ago, when Xiaohu was born, he originally lived around Sun Lake. Xiaohu's father and grandfather were both monks of the Tianji Sect, a branch of the Great Yan Sect, which was famous for divination. Later, there was a riot in Sun Lake, Xiaohu's father unfortunately died in battle, I was also injured at that time, and lost the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, or Xiaohu's grandfather fought a bloody way to send our mother and mother out. ”

"Then his grandfather settled us in a mortal town, and led the enemy to flee himself. It wasn't until ten years ago that he came back again, only to speak for a while, when another enemy came after him, and he gave us a few invisibility talismans, and then separated from us. I don't know where he went now. ”

"Xiaohu and I followed his grandfather's instructions and walked all the way to the Great Yan Mountain Temple, relying on the invisible spirit runes on the way, we escaped the pursuit several times, and finally came here. Fortunately, I met the fairy chief, maybe you are the fate that Grandpa Xiaohu said, and please ask the fairy chief to rescue our mother. ”

Qin Di muttered: "If the Heavenly Machine Sect is a branch of the Great Yan Sect, then it still has a little relationship with me. However, you will tell Xiaohu and his grandfather exactly what they said, let me hear what is going on. ”

The old woman said, "His grandfather left a piece of jade slip for me to give to the people I saw in the mountain temple." Say you can see it at a glance. As he spoke, he took out a piece of jade from the placket of his shirt and handed it over.

Qin Di took the jade slip and swept it, and saw that it was written: "The world is in turmoil, the spiritual mountain is falling, the flood is overflowing, and the four holy sects are prospering." Leave the sacred fire, merge in the temple, pay tribute to the immortal chief, and Yuan Xing Tuogu. ”

The old woman said beside her: "Xiaohu's surname is Chu, and his grandfather's name is Chu Yuanxing." ”

Qin Di looked at Yu Jian, didn't raise his head, and asked, "Yuan Zi Generation?" is he Yuan Ying Zhenjun?"

The old woman replied: "Well, Grandpa Xiaohu is the second elder of the Tianji Sect, and he has reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant Sect, and he is very famous in divination, even surpassing the Great Elder of the Tianji Sect, Wu Xujia. ”

Qin Di stared between the lines of the jade slip, looked at it for a while, and then put away the jade slip, felt out the 10,000-year-old yarrow, and began to calculate.

It had been a long time since he did this, and the expression on his face became more and more serious, and his face was full of clouds, almost dripping water.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Xiaohu roasted the spirit fish, and wanted to serve it to the old woman, but was stopped by the old woman with her eyes.

Chu Xiaohu could only look at Qin Di pitifully, hoping that he could finish the calculation earlier.