Qin Di steered the Vast Sea Boat until it was less than 500 kilometers away from the capital of the State of Yue. Then, he descended from the sky and landed on the surface of the Tongtian River. He transformed into an ordinary fishing boat and floated towards the southern shore.
At this time, he simply took out his fishing rod, hung a spirit stone on it, and leisurely fished on the water.
The Vast Sea Boat moved on its own even though there was no wind. Like a leaf, it drifted with the waves and slowly moved southward.
Qin Di sat quietly, thinking about what he might see when he returned home.
He had integrated with the soul of little Qin Di when he traveled to this world, so he did not reject the Qin family at all. He only hoped that his family could be safe and sound.
"Leaving home at a young age and returning at an old age, the accent of the village unchanged, the hair on the temples withered, the children did not recognize each other, smiling and asking where the guest came from."
"Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, nine years have passed. The Qin Clan is a large clan in the State of Yue, and they have many descendants. There are definitely many newborn children. It is normal for me to meet someone I don't know. Of course, it's also possible that some elderly people have passed away. I just hope that my parents and grandfather are still alive. "
"Outside the ridge, the sound of the book ends. After winter comes the beginning of spring, the feeling of being close to home is even more timid. I dare not ask who is coming. Is that how I feel right now? "
At this moment, Qin Di thought back to her loved ones from her past life. Her heart was filled with sadness, and she was at a loss.
Humans were sentimental creatures. Even if they had cultivated for thousands of years, they would not be able to erase the softness in their hearts.
Little Qin Di was still an innocent youth, and his feelings for his family were sincere.
Although Old Qin Di was a scholar who was more than 50 years old, he studied every day as if he was addicted to cultivation. Therefore, his thoughts were very simple, and his feelings for his family were also warm and strong.
He knew that since he had embarked on the path of Immortal Cultivation, as time went on, sooner or later, they would be separated by life and death. However, as long as he could seize the days he was alive, he would be able to live without regrets.
Qin Di had already transmigrated for ten years. He didn't know how his relatives from his previous life were now.
"Ten years of life and death. Even if I don't think about it, it will be unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, with no place to speak of desolation. Even if they met, they would not know each other. His face was covered in dust, and his hair was like frost. In the night, a deep dream suddenly returns home. She is dressing up by the small window. We look at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears … "
Since he couldn't return to his previous life, he could only devote his remaining emotions to the Qin Clan in Yue Country, hoping to make some compensation to the Qin Clan without changing the bigger picture. The Qin Family was a scholarly family that had been passed down for nearly ten thousand years. He could not break that peace. Although cultivation seemed like a good thing, it was actually very dangerous. Rather than fighting and killing, living today and dying tomorrow, it was better to live a peaceful life.
Of course, it would be a different story if one had a good spirit root and a bright future in cultivation.
The Vast Sea Boat quietly approached the shore. Qin Di looked around and saw that there was no one around, then he put away the Spirit Boat and strode towards the Qin's Mansion.
When he got closer, he saw that Qin Manor was still the same as before, with red bricks and green tiles, and majestic palaces. He felt relieved.
The Qin Manor was very large. It occupied thousands of acres of land and had close to ten thousand houses. It was divided into three courtyards on the left, middle, and right.
The "Sacred Hall" where the old man lived was located in the middle. It had a courtyard with seven entrances, a vermilion gate, and two stone lions about ten feet tall at the entrance.
Everything was exactly the same as when he left.
However, the old man guarding the gate, Qin Lin, was no longer there. It was unknown whether he had died or gone home to retire.
Qin Di faced the big man guarding the gate, gently activated a trace of "Daze Attraction" in his mind, and then swaggered in.
It was still early February in spring, and the weather was still a little cold. He thought that the old man would not go fishing in the backyard, so Qin Di directly went through the courtyard and passed through three doors. Then he asked someone and found out that his grandfather was in the study room.
When he came to the door of the study room, he gently knocked on the door from outside.
A vigorous and powerful voice came from inside the room. "Come in. The door is open. "
Qin Di pushed the door and entered. He saw the old man, Qin Gaolan, sitting on the armchair, holding a brush in one hand and drawing a painting.
Although he was nearly ninety years old, the old man was still not deaf and blind. His back was straight, and his hair was white. However, he had become very thin, and his skin had lost its luster.
Qin Di walked over and quietly watched for a moment until the old man finished drawing a painting of flowers and birds and stamped it with his seal. Then he called out softly, "Grandpa, I'm back."
The old man looked him up and down, and his eyes revealed gratification. "So it's Little Nineteen! I haven't seen you for a few years, and you've grown so tall! And you've become even more handsome! Look at your body, broad shoulders and thick back, strong and stocky waist, tall and strong. I'm afraid that no one would believe you if you said you were from our Qin family! Fortunately, you still have a bit of a scholarly aura, and I can still recognize you. "
Qin Di smiled. "I cultivate every day, and there are a large number of spiritual fish and demonic beasts. I eat them every day, so of course I'm sturdy."
The old man smiled and said, "Sure! It's good that you can come back! Did you succeed in your cultivation and already build your foundation? Or did you fail in your cultivation and get kicked out? It's fine, it's fine. No matter which it is, the Qin family can accept it. It's good as long as you're alive. "
Qin Di smiled. "I'm neither. I didn't build my foundation, and I wasn't kicked out of the sect. I'm just worried about my family, so I came back to take a look during my cultivation. I'll stay for a while before I leave. "
"Oh? Which sect did you join? Is it a righteous sect or an evil sect? "
"I joined Jindan Sect. It's a famous and orthodox sect, the number one sect in the area."
"Then what kind of immortal technique did you cultivate? Can you show me some of your skills and show me? "
Qin Di looked around and couldn't help but smile bitterly. "The space here is too small, and it's all precious calligraphy and paintings. I can't show them."
"Then what do you know? You don't have to show them, just talk about them. "
Qin Di told him about his experience and cultivation, and then he took out a bottle of longevity pills. "Grandpa, this is a longevity pill I got from the Five Mysteries Realm. It's said that eating one can increase one's lifespan by a hundred years. Try one first."
Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but widen his eyes and suddenly stood up. "What kind of immortal pill is this? Can it really increase one's lifespan by a hundred years? "
"Try it, it's not poisonous."
He thought in his heart, 'Even if it's poisonous, I don't have to be afraid. I know how to revive a withered tree. Even if it's poisonous, I can save it.'
Qin Di opened the jade bottle and poured out a longan-sized, jade-green pill.
The old man's hands trembled slightly. He took the pill and looked at it, then he put it in his mouth and swallowed it.
Not long after, he felt some discomfort in his stomach. Suddenly, he said, "Wait a moment, I'll be back soon."
Qin Di waited for the time it took for half an incense stick to burn before he saw the old man walk back with light steps. As he walked, he pulled the old skin on his arm. When he looked again, the old skin on his face had already been peeled off, revealing a face that looked to be about forty years old.
The old man, Qin Gaolan, returned to the study room and looked at a mirror. His face was filled with surprise. "Yes, this is the same as it was fifty years ago! Fifty years ago, when I just became the assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue, someone drew a portrait of me. If you don't believe me, I can find it for you. "As he spoke, he rummaged through the drawers and cabinets to find the portrait.
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