When the old man saw his excited face, his face was unchanging, he reached out to his forehead and pointed: "What's the point of saying you, a child? The road to cultivation is not easy to walk! How many young people will never go back and die without any news! How many people will achieve nothing and become disabled! Every ten years, Zhujiawan ascension to the Immortals will recruit hundreds of disciples each time, but I heard that the largest sect in Tongtian River is only dozens of masters above the foundation-building stage! Cultivating immortals cannot build foundations, which means that they have not started! If they have been practicing for decades, they are still low-level Qi cultivation, and there is no big difference from mortals. Once they stop practicing, they will retreat within a year or two! Cultivating truth will not build foundations, and they will be in vain until they are old!"

Qin Di laughed and said, "No, my grandson has a connection with immortality and will definitely be able to make a name for himself. Once he is able to cultivate himself into the Golden Elixir Ancestor! Maybe he can become the True Lord of the Yuanying!"

When the old man heard this, he suddenly became more energetic in his eyes and said, "If this is the case, that's the fate of the Qin family! It's just that Xiao Shijiu has to eat one bite at a time, and the road has to be taken step by step. First measure the spiritual roots, and then talk about something else! Remember, once you leave the Qin Mansion, you are not a descendant of the Qin family. If you fail to build a foundation, don't come back! Even if you come back, you can only take a secret look and cannot reveal your identity. Do you know?"

"I know, grandson!"

The old man said again: "There is still one year left, so you can't be idle. Practice boxing and feet with Lin Qiang first to see if you can keep your body stronger, otherwise the wind will fall down, and even if you have spiritual roots, it's useless! Lin Qiang, come here!"

The man in black came over from a distance: "Master, what are you asking?"

The old man said: "From today, you will practice for 198 hours every day! As long as you have a breath, you can't let him stop!"

"Yes!" The man in black opened his ring eyes, stared at the thin Qin Di with a grim smile: "Young Master, go change your clothes, let's start now!"

Qin Di shouted: "Grandpa, I'm hungry, I have to eat enough first!"

"Hmm? What's going on?" The old man was a little surprised.

The man in black reached out and touched Qin Di's pulse: "Oh, the ruler is strong and the gate is weak, the bones are strong and the flesh is thin, the kidneys are strong, the spleen and stomach are empty, I really haven't eaten enough! If I eat enough, it might be a good piece of food!"

The old man forced a smile: "Since that's the case, go down to have a meal first and practice in an hour! Lin Qiang, you have been the coach of the 800,000 imperial guards, and this child 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 did not mention the reason, because the old peach tree was a taboo of the Qin family, and Lin Qiang was not a member of the Qin family. Although he was a loyal servant, he could not explain the truth.

From then on, Qin Di, who was seeking hardship, had a life of suffering.

He was completely detained and never returned to his own courtyard, asked his parents for his care, nor met Qin Shi and Qin Xiaoyu. He didn't know how his grandfather arranged it. It seems that since he was going to pretend to die, he could not contact too many people anymore.

Qin Di gets up before dawn every day, runs, holds stone locks, practices black tiger fist, and practices white horse and golden spear, which can be regarded as dancing when you smell a chicken.

Every day, he still doesn't sleep when it gets dark, rolling stone mills, taking medicine baths, and practicing iron palms, but he can't be considered to be forgetting to eat and sleep. Because he eats more than pigs. He eats twenty steamed buns and more than ten pounds of meat at each meal, but his body doesn't gain much weight, but he just increases his weight slightly and is less skinny.

Qin Di himself also found it strange: "Although I consume a lot of exercise, according to the conservation of energy, the calories I eat far exceed the consumption. Where did the excess calories go? Could it be related to the disappearing peach pits?"

For many days, he was looking for peach pits, but he never found them. He even paid attention to squatting in the toilet, but he didn't find peach pits.

Every midnight, with such a cup of tea, he could feel a slight fever in his abdomen and concentrate inwardly. It seemed that there was a peach pit hidden in the dantian of the lower abdomen.

Therefore, Qin Di had reason to believe that it was Taoshen who helped him consume calories, forcing him to eat twice as much food every day.

Although he ate a lot, he also had unexpected benefits. His tolerance became stronger and stronger, his muscles and bones became stronger and stronger, and his strength became stronger. This surprised Lin Qiang, who taught him fists and feet.

As time passed day by day, Qin Di practiced more than a dozen sets of fists, including Black Tiger Fist, Iron Lion Fist, Golden Monkey Fist, Dragon Subduing, Tiger Subduing, Liuhe, Bagua, Plum Blossom Stump, etc., as well as a complete set of white horse and golden spears that the Vietnamese military must practice, and even practiced the iron sand palms that everyone in the world feared to a certain extent!

Later, Qin Di's arms combined to pull out a strong bow of seven stones, and a punch could produce 500 kilograms of strength! This is not a weak fourteen-year-old boy, who is simply stronger than the imperial guards who have practiced for many years!

Even Lin Qiang felt sorry for himself, because he could only pull out the Six-Stone Bow, and only with one punch could he have 380 kilograms of strength.

The practice continued until the spring of the following year, on the evening of the eighth day of the March, Qin Di was called by Houhaizi's Tongtian River. When he looked closely, he saw a small boat tied by the water. There were two people standing on the shore, one was grandfather Qin Gaolan, the other was father Qin Guangling, and the other was sitting in the small boat, wearing a hat and black clothes, but it was coach Lin Qianglin.

Qin Gaolan didn't say anything, took out a round bronze medal from his arms and handed it to Qin Di.

Qin Guangling's hands trembled slightly, took out a few gold ingots from his sleeve, and then took out two shiny stones, and said, "Young son, I have no ability for my father. I have spent a lot of effort to buy you two spirit stones, and you can take it with you. Take care of yourself in the future. If you part here, I don't know if there is any chance to see you again."

Qin Di's eyes were wet and he knelt on the ground, kowtowing to his father and grandfather.

"My father, grandfather, my child is unfilial, you two should take care of yourself!"

He knew that when he parted, 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, with a mountain of dignity and wisdom as the sea, and can still be calm at this time: "Good child, if the spiritual root test is not good, come back early. If you climb the fairy mountain, you cannot come back easily! You also know the joints in it. If you cannot cultivate the foundation, you cannot be said to be a child of the Qin family!"

Qin Di replied respectfully: "I remember it."

Qin Gaolan said to Lin Qiang in the small boat again: "Twenty miles north of here, there is a huge tree in the sea, and there is a large immortal ship to Zhujiawan. You send 19 to the boat and wait there. Half a month later, if you are not selected, 19 will be sent back there. If you are selected, you will come back by yourself. Thank you for your hard work!"
Chapter completed!