Qin Di thought for a long time and found that there were only three ways to find a fate of immortality.

One is waiting for the rabbit, sitting in the yard and staring blankly at the sky. Maybe a god happened to pass by the sky. This method is theoretically possible, but it is actually difficult to succeed. He is now fourteen years old, so it may be a bit late to practice immortality. If he is two years later, he might be useless!

The second is to go to the ruined Taoist temple outside the city and continue to look for clues about the passing of the immortals, but if no one recommends it, it may not be useful even if it meets it. This method is not very reliable.

The third method is to ask my grandfather with courage. As the Grand Tutor and the Grandpa, the old man knew very well about the state affairs of Yue. At such an old age, he had eaten more salt than Xiao Qin Di drank, so he might know some of the origins of the fairy trails.

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up: "Yes, just do it! Go and ask the old man!"

If it were the old Xiao Qin Di, he would not dare to ask questions, for fear of being scolded by his grandfather as if he was not doing his job properly. No one in the Qin family had ever left his family business and sought immortality. This move was no less than being rebellious, and being scolded was considered light.

However, for Lao Qin Di, who has integrated memory, this is a trivial matter. Lao Qin Di has been tested for a long time and has torture. He has a thick skin and a thick skin. His face is like a city wall. What are you afraid of? Not to mention that he is nominally suffering from peach blossoms, his body is weak and his future is bleak. He has more reason to be innovative and unusual. He may find a new way!

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

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

The old man lives in the middle, called "Missue Hall". The courtyard with seven entrances in front and behind is filled with eaves and walls everywhere, carved beams and painted buildings, and a vermilion gate, and two huge stone lions about twelve feet tall at the door.

Qin Di ignored the man standing at the door to watch the door, but walked straight in, came to the third door, and bowed to the old Cangtou who was guarding the door and said, "Brother Lin, please report it to me, I want to see my grandpa!"

Lao Cangtou is an old servant of the Qin family, named Qin Lin. He has been with the old man since childhood. He is a well-known family member. He is close to his seventies this year and refuses to go home to take care of his old age.

The wrinkled old man smiled very kindly and said, "Young Master 19, you are really here! The master said, if you come here in the past two days, just go in at any time, and you don't need to report it."

"Grandpa is in the study?"

"Fishing in Houhaizi! You can see him without going to the main hall."

Qin Di shook his eyes and looked simple: "How is grandpa looking today?"

The old Cangtou smiled slightly: "The weather is so good, but I am not very happy when I look at the master, and I don't know why. The young master should be careful and don't make the master angry."

Qin Di thought that it was the secret of the Qin family that something happened to appreciate the flowers, and Lao Cangtou might not know it, so he nodded, walked through the side door, and walked windingly along the path made of pebbles in the garden. He walked about a mile away and came to the vast waterside.

It is said that it is Houhaizi, but it is actually Tongtianhe.

The Qin family is built on the water, and the back garden is Tongtian River. It is rich in spiritual energy, which can prolong life and fish and rest. If you set up a fishing boat, the fish and shrimp caught will be enough for the Qin Mansion to enjoy.

It is spring and the sun is warm and the golden willows passing through the riverside are sprinkled on the river bank.

The Grand Tutor Qin Gaolan threw away the Eguan Bo belt, wore a loose spring shirt, sat under the willow tree, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and half-closed his eyes fishing.

Not far behind him, a man in black stood quietly, motionless, like a wooden stake.

Qin Di walked over quietly, stood quietly beside his grandfather, looking at the old man's somewhat grim face, feeling a little surprised, and said to himself: "I don't know what's wrong? Is it because of me?"

After a while, the old man turned his head, looked at him, and said, "Xiao Shijiu, if you don't go to bed and recuperate, what's the matter here?"

Qin Di bowed and said, "The grandson felt sad, come here and ask grandpa to show him a clear path."

The old man frowned slightly: "Oh? What clear path do you want? Now that things have come to this, what can grandpa do?"

Qin Di opened his eyes wide, looked at the old man's still bright eyes, and whispered: "My grandson wants to seek immortality, and ask grandpa to point out the immortal fate, I wonder if it is possible?"

When the old man heard this, his eyebrows jumped, waved his hand, and asked the man in black to retreat, and then said, "Xiao Shijiu, it is difficult to walk on the fairy road, I advise you not to try."

When Qin Di heard this, he really had a way! He hurriedly said, "My grandson is weak and cannot live long without such a long life. I want to give it a try."

The old man shook his head slightly: "It is because of his weakness that he is getting worse and worse. If you are strong and strong, you may still have a chance. Now you don't even have a chance! Child, you should give up!"

"My grandson's heart is pounding! He is full of passion, how can he die? If you don't believe me, please touch me!"

The old man was almost amused by him: "Hmph! Even if you want to cultivate immortality, you still have no spiritual roots!"

Qin Di's face looked hopeful: "Spiritual roots? What kind of spiritual roots? Grandpa, you haven't tested them yet, how could you know that grandson has no spiritual roots? Maybe I have spiritual roots!"

The old man looked at him and sneered: "We in Yue Kingdom lack spiritual energy, and even the people of Yue Kingdom are born without spiritual roots. No one in a million people with spiritual roots! Even if they barely have spiritual roots, they are only low-level spiritual roots, which is useless! Cultivating immortals and practicing half-baked will be a waste in the end! Not to mention building foundations, even the intermediate level of Qi refining cannot be achieved, and it cannot save your life!"

Qin Di stepped forward, grabbed the old man's sleeve, and begged: "Grandpa, grandson wants to try it. I often feel like I have a fever in my dantian, and maybe I will have spiritual roots. If you believe me, touch my pulse, and the spiritual energy will appear, like a bead, and how can I have no spiritual roots?"

The old man stared at him with his eyes and his expression became serious: "Grandpa is not an immortal, and his spiritual roots cannot be found. Child, do you really want to cultivate immortality? I heard that you have been looking for immortality, not just a momentary interest?"

Qin Di nodded, with a firm expression on his face, and pursed his lips: "My grandson really wants to cultivate immortality."

"Do you know, this road is very difficult, and you really made up your mind? Can you bear that kind of suffering?"

Qin Di showed off his enthusiasm to fool the mentor back then and said resolutely: "The grandson has the determination and perseverance! He will definitely achieve the right result! He will bring glory to the Qin family!"

The old man was silent for a moment and said, "I don't want you to win glory for the Qin family, but instead want you to hide your identity. If you want to cultivate immortality, you must pretend to die. If you have to break away from the Qin family, can you do it?"

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

The old man sighed: "On the road to immortal cultivation, you will be cheated and you will attract enemies if you are not careful. Our Qin family has great achievements, but they are all weak scholars and cannot afford to hurt you! If you really want to cultivate immortals, you can only hide your identity and cannot be said to be descendants of the Qin family in Ningcheng! Can you do it?"

"Don't change your surname?"

"It's not like changing the surname. Qin is a major surname in Yue. There are thousands of people with the surname Qin. As long as you don't mention the Qin family in Ningcheng, it's okay."

Qin Di gritted his teeth: "The grandson can pretend to die!"

The old man's face was as deep as water: "Fake death just to prevent accidents. What's more important is that you also have to test the spiritual roots. If there is no spiritual roots, you won't even have the chance to try!"

"Where can I test the spiritual roots?"

"It's too early. Every ten years on the tenth day of March, there will be an Immortal Ascension Conference for Zhujiawan, a small island 500 miles away. At that time, you can measure your spiritual roots, and those with excellent spiritual roots can enter the Immortal Gate."

Qin Di smiled bitterly: "Ten years? That's too long! Then the grandson will be old!"

The old man shook his head slightly: "You are lucky, your child, the most recent one is next year!"

Qin Di jumped up after hearing this: "It's only one year! Can my grandson go? Zhujiawan is open to outsiders?"

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