A month later, someone suddenly wrote a sarcastic poem about the toad and gave it to the songstress to sing.
Qin Di still didn't care and continued to absorb the Wood Spiritual Qi unhurriedly.
The songstress didn't dare to sing at first, but after singing a few lines in a low voice and seeing that Qin Di didn't respond, she became bold and continued to sing.
At night, when the bonfire was lit again, Qin Di took action again. He took out a fifty-kilogram first stage Golden Spear Spiritual Fish and roasted it on the grill.
After roasting for a while, the aroma was even stronger than the previous roast beef.
Someone couldn't take it anymore and walked over shamelessly. He asked, "Mr. He Zhu, what fish is this? Why does it smell so good?"
Qin Di smiled. "This is a specialty from my hometown, and I brought it here from afar. Do you want to try it?"
"Yes, yes, of course I want it!"
Hearing this, more people came over with smiles on their faces as if they were bosom friends who had known each other for many years.
Qin Di roasted for a while and cut a large plate for himself. He then said to the crowd, "You can't eat too much of this fish. You only need to eat one tael at most. Give the rest to the songstress. Everyone can have a little and have a taste."
The crowd didn't believe him, but they couldn't refute him. So, everyone got a plate and said with a smile, "No problem, I'll share it with them."
Qin Di only said one sentence and didn't try to persuade them. After eating, he hid in the Grotto-Heaven to learn how to forge weapons.
Who knew that the next day, when he came out of the tent, he would be surrounded by a group of servants. All of them pointed at him and scolded, "Demon! You poisoned my master to death, return my master's life! "
"This is a demon. I opened the tent just now and he wasn't inside at all! Where did he come from? "
"Demon, why aren't you running? You dare to harm people in front of so many of us? "
Qin Di chuckled. "Who died? Why aren't you carrying them over for me to see? "
No one dared to move. A few people held weapons in their hands and wanted to attack, but they were also worried.
This was because Qin Di's face was as white as jade. He clearly looked like a confident scholar. How could he be a demon?
Qin Di pushed through the crowd and walked to the side of the tent where the sound came from. He poked his head out and saw a person lying inside. His face was red, and he was sweating profusely. He had a high fever, and he kept shouting, "Oh, it's delicious. Give me another piece!"
Qin Di shook his head. He felt it was shameless, but he reached out and touched the man's body. He used the mental cultivation method of giving spring to a withered tree and absorbed ninety percent of the excess spiritual energy in the man's body.
That person shuddered and immediately woke up. "Huh? What was going on? I was dreaming of eating fish. Why are you awake? "
The servants described how he had fainted and how Qin Di had saved him.
Qin Di snorted coldly. "I've already told you that each person can only eat one tael at most. How much did you eat?"
That person's face turned red. "I, I only ate half a catty …"
Qin Di glanced at him. "If you die from eating, can you blame me?"
"Blame … blame …" That person couldn't say anything.
Qin Di touched everyone in the surrounding tents and woke up all the people who had fainted. Then, he cupped his hands at everyone and said, "Everyone, people who walk different paths can't make plans together. I'm going to go on my way alone!"
Everyone looked at each other. There was shame, resentment, and uneasiness in their expressions.
Qin Di shook his head and turned to leave. He sang, "Flies and dogs are greedy and forget their desires. How can humans and apes bow to each other? Righteousness comes from the dog butcher generation. Disloyalty comes from scholars. "
Hearing this, more people lowered their heads in shame. However, there were also people who were furious. They picked up stones from the ground and threw them at him.
Who knew that when the stones flew up, they would fall on their feet.
"Ouch, ouch, why did I hit my own feet? It hurts so much! "
After walking far away, Qin Di didn't feel too emotional about what happened just now. In retrospect, the reason why he wasn't liked was because he lived alone. He didn't pay attention to these people and didn't lower himself to communicate with them. Just like Qu Yuan, the whole world was dirty and he was the only one who was clear. Everyone was drunk and he was the only one who was sober. Therefore, he didn't have secular friends.
"If you don't, then don't. Anyway, I, Qin Di, am already a Perfected Cultivator. I should cut off my ties with the secular world step by step. I should drink the dew of the magnolia in the morning, eat the fallen flowers of the chrysanthemum in the evening, bathe in the orchid soup and enjoy the fragrance. I'll pick my clothes and wear them like flowers. The spirit curls up and remains, and the bright light is not yet over. That's the life of an immortal. "
Qin Di walked forward leisurely, looking for places with lush green trees. His footsteps seemed slow but were actually fast. He passed through mountains and ridges. While absorbing the wood spiritual energy, he could also appreciate the beautiful rivers and mountains. It was much more comfortable than hiding in the cave to cultivate.
He walked for 10,000 miles to the east and then turned south.
The further south he went, the thinner the spiritual energy became because he was further away from the Tongtian River. However, the innate wood spiritual energy released by the plants and trees was more tenacious.
Qin Di liked it very much because he had a few Heavenly Abode worlds and there were many thousand years old spiritual herbs in them. Therefore, he didn't lack the feminine part of the innate wood spiritual energy. The only thing he lacked was the masculine nature of the wild.
Therefore, he kept walking towards the south. After walking for 20,000 miles in one go, he saw that the green trees in front of him were getting fewer and fewer, and the wilderness was getting more and more desolate. He knew that he was already close to the Southern Wasteland.
The so-called Southern Wasteland referred to the barren mountains and ridges in the south of Yue Country. Because of the lack of spiritual energy, there were no tall trees, no large beasts, and no humans living there. Only thorns and weeds existed there.
Qin Di didn't want to go to the real Southern Wasteland. Therefore, he stopped and turned west, walking along the border of the Southern Wasteland.
He walked for ten days in a row, covering a distance of 18,000 miles. On this day, he crossed over a few lofty mountains and lofty ridges. When he looked down from the top of a mountain, he suddenly discovered a spacious valley below. The valley was filled with green mountains and clear waters, looking like a green gem. It was exceptionally beautiful. That intoxicating green color made people unable to bear to leave!
Qin Di floated down from the top of the mountain. When he was halfway down the mountain, he suddenly heard Xiao Tao's voice, "There is an abundance of spiritual energy here! I can smell the scent of a large wood vein and an earth vein! "
Upon hearing this, Qin Di stopped descending and started to look for a mountain path to slowly descend.
He didn't know what was in the valley, and he also didn't know if there were any secluded experts.
He felt strange in his heart. How could there be a large spiritual energy vein in the periphery of the Southern Wasteland? Could it be like what his grandmaster Shi Babao had said? Every five hundred years, an earth dragon would turn over and a spiritual energy vein would mysteriously appear in this barren mountain and ridges?
He gradually walked to the bottom of the valley. He didn't see any towering and magnificent palaces. He only saw a small mountain stronghold with dozens of simple and crude thatched houses. He also saw a group of people standing beside a large lake in front of the stronghold. The men were bare-chested, revealing their colorful tattoos. The women were wearing coarse hemp clothes. They were kneeling and worshipping the heavens and the earth under the lead of a shaman. There was a five or six-year-old girl in the lake in front of him. Her hair was tied into two buns, and she was wearing a beautiful deerskin skirt. She was tied to a large piece of wood, and her mouth was gagged. Her pretty little face was flushed.
At the back of the crowd, there was a woman who was constantly struggling under the coercion of two strong men. Her mouth was also gagged, and she couldn't cry even if she wanted to.
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