Qin Di thought about it for a long time, and there were no more than three ways to find immortal fate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

One is to wait for the rabbit, sitting in the yard and staring at the sky, maybe a god happens to pass by in the sky. This is theoretically possible, but in practice it is difficult to succeed. He is now fourteen years old, it is said that it may be a little late to cultivate immortals, if it is two years late, maybe it will be wasted!

The second is to go to the dilapidated Taoist temple outside the city, and continue to look for clues about the passage of the immortal family, but if no one recommends it, even if it is encountered, it may not be useful. This method is not too reliable.

The third option is to be bold and ask your grandfather. The old man, as a Taifu and Dazai, knows the state affairs of the Yue Kingdom very well, and at such an old age, he has eaten more salt than the water that Xiao Qin Di has drunk, so he may know some fairy traces.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, just do it!

changed to the previous little Qin Di, he didn't dare to ask, for fear of being scolded by his grandfather for not doing his job. The Qin family is a scholarly family, and no one has ever put aside their family business to seek immortals. This move is no less than deviance, and being scolded is considered light.

However, for the old Qin Di, who has fused his memory, this is a trivial matter. Old Qin Di has been tested for a long time, he has been tortured, his skin is rough and thick, and his face is like a city wall, what kind of blame are he afraid of! Not to mention that now he is nominally suffering from peach blossom drunkenness, his body is weak, and his future is bleak, and he has more reason to be unusual, and he may be able to find a new way!

So, he raised his legs and walked towards the Qin Mansion compound.

The Qin Mansion covers an area of thousands of acres and has nearly 10,000 houses. It is divided into three courtyards: left, middle and right.

The place where the old man lives is located in the middle, called "the quasi-holy church", the courtyard of the seven entrances before and after, the eaves and walls everywhere, the carved beams and painted buildings. The vermilion gate, the door is two tall and huge stone lions.

Qin Di didn't pay attention to the big man standing at the door, but walked straight inside, came to the third gate, and then bowed to the old man guarding the door and said, "Lin Bo, please excuse me, I want to see grandpa!"

The old man is an old servant of the Qin family, named Qin Lin, who followed the old man when he was a child, and he is considered a family member who knows the roots, and he is close to seventy years old this year, and he still refuses to go home to support the elderly.

The wrinkled old man smiled kindly and said, "Nineteenth young master, you are really here!" The old man said, if you come over in the past two days, you can go in at any time, and you don't need to tell you. ”

"Grandpa in the study?"

"Fishing in Houhaizi! You go around the side door, you don't have to go to the main hall, you can see him. ”

Qin Di's eyes flashed, and he made a simple appearance: "How is Grandpa's complexion today?"

The old man smiled slightly: "The sky is so good, but I am not very happy when I look at the master, and I don't know what's wrong." The little master should be careful, don't make the old man angry. ”

Qin Di thought to himself, the accident with the flowers was the secret of the Qin family, and the old man may not know it, so he nodded, walked through the side door, and walked along the cobblestone path of the garden, zigzags forward, and walked about a mile distance to the vast water's edge.

It is said that it is Houhaizi, but it is actually Tongtian River.

The Qin family is built by the water, and the back garden is the Tongtian River, where the aura is abundant, you can prolong your life, and you can also fish and rest. If you get a fishing boat, the fish and shrimp caught are enough for the Qin Mansion to enjoy.

It's spring, and the sun is warm, passing through the golden willows on the riverbank, and the spots are sprinkled on the riverbank.

Taifu Qin Gaolan threw away his Eguanbo belt, wore a loose spring shirt, sat under the willow tree, held a fishing rod, and fished with his eyes half-closed.

Not far behind him, a big man in black stood quietly, not moving, like a wooden stake.

Qin Di quietly walked over, stood quietly beside his grandfather, looked at the old man's somewhat grim face, was a little surprised, and said secretly: "I don't know what happened?

After a while, the old man turned his head, glanced at him, and said, "Little Nineteen, if you don't go to bed to recuperate, what's the matter with coming here?"

Qin Di bowed and said, "My grandson is bitter in my heart, so I came over and asked my grandfather to show me a clear way." ”

The old man frowned slightly: "Oh? What do you want? The matter has come to this, what can Grandpa do?"

Qin Di's eyes widened, looking at the old man's still bright eyes, and said in a low voice: "Grandson wants to ask for immortals, ask grandpa to point out immortals, I don't know if it's okay?"

Hearing this, the old man's eyebrows jumped, waved his hand, and asked the black-clothed man to step back, and then said, "Little Nineteen, the immortal road is very difficult to walk, I advise you not to try." ”

When Qin Di heard this, he really had a door! and hurriedly said: "My grandson is weak, and he can't live long if he is not so long, I want to try." ”

The old man shook his head slightly: "It's because of weakness that I can't do it anymore." If you're fit, you might have a chance. I don't even have the slightest chance now! Son, you're still dead!"

"My grandson's heart is beating alive! I am full of blood, where can I die! I don't believe you touch it!"

The old man was almost amused by him: "Hmph! Even if you want to cultivate immortals, you don't have a spiritual root!"

Qin Di had a look of hope on his face: "Spiritual root, what spiritual root? Grandpa, you haven't tested it, how do you know that your grandson doesn't have a spiritual root? Maybe I have a spiritual root!"

The old man glanced at him and said with a smile: "Our Yue country lacks spiritual energy, and even the people who bring the people of Yue Guo are born to lack spiritual roots, and there is not a single young man with spiritual roots among millions of people! Even if he barely has a spiritual root, it is only a low-grade spiritual root, and it is of no great use! Cultivating immortals and cultivating a half-hanged person will be empty in the end! Not to mention building a foundation, even the middle level of qi refining cannot be reached, and it will not save your life!"

Qin Di stepped forward, grabbed the old man's sleeve, and pleaded, "Grandpa, grandson wants to try." I often have the feeling of a fever in the dantian, maybe there will be a spiritual root. Do you believe that if you touch my pulse, the aura is vivid, like a bead walking on a plate, how can there be no spiritual root?"

The old man's eyes stared at him, and his expression became serious: "Grandpa is not an immortal, and the spiritual root can't be touched." Kid, do you really want to cultivate immortals? I heard that you've been looking for immortals, not just for a momentary interest?"

Qin Di nodded, his expression was firm, and he pursed his lips: "Grandson really wants to cultivate immortals." ”

"Do you know that this road is very difficult, and you are really determined, can you bear that kind of suffering?"

Qin Di took out the strength to fool his mentor back then, and resolutely said: "Grandson has determination and perseverance!

The old man was silent for a moment and said, "I don't want you to win glory for the Qin family, but I want you to be incognito." If you want to cultivate immortals, you must fake your death and get out of touch with the Qin family, you can do it too?"

Qin Di was stunned: "Grandpa, why is this?"

The old man sighed: "On the road of cultivating immortals, I am cheating, if you are not careful, you will provoke the enemy, our Qin family has a great cause, but we are all weak scholars, and we can't afford to hurt it! If you really want to cultivate immortals, you can only hide your name, you can't say that you are the descendants of the Qin family in Ningcheng! Can you do it?"

"No need to change your last name?"

"It's not enough to change the surname, Qin is the surname of Yueguo, and there are thousands of people with the surname Qin, as long as you don't mention the Qin family in Ningcheng, it's fine. ”

Qin Di gritted his teeth: "Grandson can fake his death!"

The old man's face sank like water: "Fake death is just to prevent accidents." What's more, you also have to test the spiritual root, if you don't have the spiritual root, you won't even have a chance to try!"

"Where can I test the spiritual root?"

"It's too early, every ten years on the tenth day of March, Zhujiawan, a small island five hundred miles away, there is an immortal ascension conference. At that time, the spiritual root can be measured, and those with excellent spiritual roots can enter the immortal gate. ”

Qin Di smiled bitterly: "Ten years? That's too long! By then, the grandchildren will be old!"

The old man shook his head slightly: "Kid, you're lucky, the most recent one is next year!"

Qin Di jumped up when he heard this: "That's only one year! Can my grandson go? Zhujiawan is open to outsiders?"

The old man snorted lightly: "If you want to go to Zhujiawan, you must be able to board the boat!" Grandpa kept a token, which can be regarded as a ticket to board the ship, which was left to me by a familiar Taoist thirty years ago. If you really want to go, you have a chance to test it. ”

Qin Di hugged the old man's arm: "Thank you, grandpa!"