Chapter 8: A Year of Tempering
When the old man saw his excited face, his face was a little unswerving, and he stretched out his hand and tapped on the door of his head: "You kid, what do you say about you? The road of cultivating immortals is not easy to walk! How many young people have never returned, and there is no news of them! How many people have achieved nothing and have fallen into a disabled body! Every ten years, Zhujiawan has an immortal ascension meeting, and hundreds of disciples are recruited each time, but I have heard that the largest sect in Tongtian River only has dozens of masters who have more than the foundation building period! If you cannot build a foundation for cultivating immortals, it means that there is no entry! If you have cultivated for decades, you are still only a low-level Qi refiner, and there is not much difference from mortals. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoOnce you stop cultivating, within a year or two, your kung fu will be back!
Qin Di smiled and said: "No, if your grandson has an immortal fate, he will definitely be able to get ahead, and he will definitely be able to cultivate into a Jindan Ancestor!"
When the old man heard this, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he said: "If that's the case, then it's the creation of the Qin family! It's just that Xiao Nineteen, you have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to go step by step on the road, first measure the spiritual root, and then talk about anything else! Remember, once you leave the Qin Mansion, you are not a descendant of the Qin family, and if you can't build a foundation, don't come back! Even if you come back, you can only take a sneak look, and you can't reveal your identity, you know?"
"My grandson knows!"
The old man said again: "There is still a year left, you can't be idle, first practice with Lin Qiang, see if you can raise your body a little stronger, otherwise the wind will blow down, even if you have a spiritual root, it's useless! Lin Qiang, come here!"
The man in black came over from a distance: "Master, what do you command?"
The old man said: "From today onwards, you will practice for nineteen or eight hours every day! As long as you have one breath, you can't let him stop!"
"Yes!" The man in black opened his eyes, stared at the thin Qin Di, and said with a cruel smile: "Little master, you go and change your clothes, let's start!"
Qin Di shouted: "Grandpa, I'm hungry, I have to eat first!"
"Hmm, what's going on?" the old man was a little surprised.
The black-clothed man stretched out his hand and touched Qin Di's veins: "Yo, the ruler is strong and the guan is weak, the bones are strong and the flesh is thin, the kidney qi is vigorous, the spleen and stomach are empty, and I really haven't eaten enough!
The old man smiled reluctantly: "In that case, go down to eat first, and then practice after an hour! Lin Qiang, you have been the head of the 800,000 forbidden army, and this kid will be handed over to you! There is only one year to see what you can practice!"
He only said that the child was weak, but he didn't mention the reason, because the old peach tree was a taboo for the Qin family, and Lin Qiang was not a member of the Qin family, although he was a loyal servant, he couldn't explain the truth.
Since then, Qin Di, who has been looking for hardships, has ushered in a day of suffering.
He was completely locked up and confined again, never returned to his own courtyard, never greeted his parents, never saw Qin Shi and Qin Xiaoyu, and didn't know how his grandfather arranged it. It seems that since you want to fake your death, you can't contact too many people anymore.
Qin Di gets up before dawn every day, runs, lifts stone locks, practices black tiger boxing, and practices white horse golden guns, which can be regarded as smelling chickens and dancing.
I don't sleep every day when it's dark, rolling stones, taking medicinal baths, and practicing iron palms, but I can't be regarded as forgetting to sleep and eat. for he eats more than all the pigs. I have to eat twenty steamed buns and more than a dozen catties of meat at each meal, and my body has not gained much weight, but I have slightly increased my weight, and I am not so skinny.
Qin Di himself also felt strange: "Although the practice consumes a lot, according to the conservation of energy, the calories I eat far exceed the consumption, where is the excess calorie? Could it be that it has something to do with the disappeared peach pit?"
For many days, he searched for the peach pit, but he never found it. Even the squatting toilet paid attention to it, but it turned out that the peach pit did not come out.
Every midnight, there is such a cup of tea, he can feel that his abdomen is slightly hot, and he looks inward, as if there is a peach pit hiding in the position of the lower abdomen dantian.
Therefore, Qin Di has reason to believe that it was the peach pit that was helping him consume calories, forcing him to eat twice as much food every day.
Although he ate a lot, there were also unexpected benefits, his tolerance was getting stronger and stronger, his muscles and bones were getting stronger and stronger, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger, which surprised Lin Qiang, who taught him his fists and feet.
Time passed day by day, Qin Di has practiced more than a dozen sets of fists and feet, including Black Tiger Boxing, Iron Lion Boxing, Golden Monkey Boxing, Dragon Descending, Fuhu, Liuhe, Bagua, Plum Blossom Pile, etc., as well as a complete set of white horse golden guns that the Vietnamese military must practice, and even cultivated the iron sand palm that everyone on the rivers and lakes feared to seven or eight minutes!
Later, Qin Di's arms combined were able to pull out the strong bow of seven stones, and he could have the strength of 500 catties with one punch! This is a fourteen-year-old boy who is weak and can't help the wind, and he is even stronger than the soldiers of the forbidden army who have been cultivating for many years!
Even Lin Qiang felt embarrassed, because he could only pull out the six-stone strong bow, and he only had the strength of three hundred and eighty catties with one punch.
The cultivation continued until the spring of the following year, on the evening of the eighth day of the third month, Qin Di was called to the Tongtian River of Houhaizi, and when he looked closely, he saw a flat boat tied to the water's edge, and there were two people standing on the shore, one was his grandfather Qin Gaolan, the other was his father Qin Guangling, and one was sitting in the flat boat, wearing a hat and black clothes, but it was Lin Qianglin's sect leader.
Qin Gaolan didn't speak, took out a round bronze medal from his arms and handed it to Qin Di.
Qin Guangling's hands trembled slightly, he took out a few gold ingots from his sleeves, and then two shiny stones, and said, "My son, I don't have much ability for my father, and it took a lot of effort to only exchange two spirit stones for you, and you take it with you." Take care of yourself in the days to come. I don't know if there is a chance to say goodbye here. ā
The corners of Qin Di's eyes were moist, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his father and grandfather.
"Father, grandfather, the child is not filial, you two take care!"
He knew that at this time, his father might still be able to see him, but his grandfather was old, but he might not be able to see him.
Although Qin Gaolan is old, he has seen through the world, his bearing is like a mountain, his wisdom is like the sea, and he can still be calm and comfortable at this time: "Good boy, if the spiritual root test is not good, come back early." If you climb the Immortal Mountain, you won't be able to come back easily! You also know that the joints in it can't be cultivated to build a foundation, so you can't say that you are a child of the Qin family!"
Qin Di replied respectfully: "Grandson remembers." ā
Qin Gaolan said to Lin Qiang in the flat boat again: "Twenty miles north from here, there is a giant tree in the sea, where there is a big ship of the immortal family going to Zhujiawan, you send the nineteenth to the boat, and wait there." Half a month later, if he is not selected, Nineteen will be sent back there. If selected, you come back on your own. Cuong, thank you for your hard work!"
Lin Qiang, who was wearing a hat to cover half of his face, said in a deep voice: "Master, don't worry, everything has me." ā