After a while, Qin Di kept the grass and said with a serious expression, "Senior Chu left a spiritual fire, where is it?"
The old woman took out a small jade box and handed it over.
Qin Di took the jade box and waved his hand, "Hurry up and eat, it's going to get cold if you don't."
Chu Xiaohu quickly served the spiritual fish, "Mother, you eat first!"
The old woman said, "Silly child, let's eat together."
Qin Di opened the jade box and inside was a spiritual fire the size of a broad bean. Although it looked small, it was very lively and kept jumping.
He put the spiritual fire close to the altar lamp on the table in front of the statue. Once it got close, the spiritual fire jumped on it and the altar lamp shone brightly. Its brightness suddenly increased by a hundred times and it was as dazzling as the sun in the sky.
The old woman and Chu Xiaohu were both startled, and the plates they were holding started to sway.
"Mother, why is the lamp suddenly so bright?"
The old woman shook her head, she also didn't know what happened.
Qin Di understood that the fire seed that the old woman took out was a Heaven Tier Low Grade Reverend God Fire. However, this Eternal Brightness Lamp was already a Level One Immortal Fire. It was also a Reverend God Fire. Immortal Fires had intelligence and knew to hide their strength. Thus, it was very difficult for people to discover them. However, when it swallowed this Heaven Tier Low Grade Spiritual Fire, it revealed its original dazzling radiance.
The question now was, where did this altar lamp come from? It wouldn't stay here for no reason.
Qin Di calculated for a while and knew that a cultivator died here, but he didn't know who it was.
Since he couldn't calculate it, he didn't care so much. He opened his mouth and spat out the level four Reverend Li fire he cultivated and fused it with the altar lamp.
In an instant, the altar lamp became several times brighter and lit up the mountain god temple. It passed through the broken temple door and lit up the space hundreds of miles away.
Someone in the distance exclaimed, "The sky is bright! The sun is out! "
"Hmm, strange, why did the sun rise from the north?"
Qin Di took a step forward and shook his sleeves, covering the light of the altar lamp.
Not long after, the Level Four Divine Fire that had swallowed the Eternal Brightness Lamp suddenly advanced to the Level Five Divine Fire, fluttering in the air, almost flying up into the sky.
Qin Di hastily opened his mouth and used the Fire-Devouring Art to swallow the Divine Fire.
He recalled what his master, Zhu Xianxing, had said. Immortal fires of the sixth level could automatically ascend. Right now, it was only at the fifth level, but it already looked like it wanted to ascend. From the looks of it, if it wanted to advance further, it would have to use the control immortal talisman.
As the immortal fire entered his abdomen, the temple was plunged into darkness. Only two bonfires were still burning.
The old lady and Chu Xiaohu did not dare to speak. They quietly finished eating the spiritual fish and looked at Qin Di, who was still silent.
At this time, Qin Di was still thinking about those words in his mind: The world is in chaos, the Holy Mountain collapses, the flood spreads, and the Four Sacred Sects rise. He had just divined the heavenly secrets and already had some ideas, but he still had to ask his master, Dayan 73, to confirm the future.
When he came back to his senses, he looked at the two people in the temple. The coldness on his face was wiped away, and he became calm and natural. He said, "Since I have accepted Senior Chu's gift, I will take care of you and your son. Stay in my grotto-heaven for a period of time. When I return to the sect, I will let you out. From now on, Xiaohu is a disciple of my Golden Pill Sect, but he has to start from the outer sect. "
The old lady said, "Immortal Master, Xiaohu's spirit meridian has not been stimulated yet. I wonder what you plan to do."
Qin Di smiled and said, "Don't worry. When I return, I will use Lord Li's Divine Fire to burn his 18 major meridians, and the fire spirit meridian will be stimulated. However, this process is a little slow. I can only open one meridian a day. If I open two meridians hastily, I'm afraid he will not be able to bear it. "
"Can Xiaohu be a disciple of Immortal Master?"
Qin Di pondered and said, "There are many fire cultivators in our Golden Pill Sect. I will help him find a good master."
Then, he arranged for the mother and son to enter the grotto-heaven.
He also went into Fangcun Mountain to ask for guidance from the seventy-three Dayan.
The seventy-three books of the Dayan once again appeared in the state of a wooden statue. After a long time, he woke up. When he opened his eyes and saw Qin Di, he said indifferently, "Disciple, why have you come to find me again?"
Qin Di told him what happened before and asked, "Master, what do you mean by these words? The world is in chaos, the Spirited Mountain topples, the flood is rampant, and the Four Divine Sects rise. I have roughly calculated. Although I understand the general direction, I can't determine the specific time. "
The seventy-three Dayan glanced at him and said lightly, "I have already calculated this matter. Otherwise, why would I accept you as my disciple?"
Qin Di was stunned. After thinking for a while, he understood. Master was the previous generation's sect master of the Dayan Sect. Normally, he would not accept a disciple of the Golden Pill Sect. Since he accepted Qin Di, it meant that Spirited Mountain would undergo a drastic change, and the original sect rules would be broken.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. "Master, so you were lying in ambush here!"
The seventy-three Dayan smiled and said, "Not only me, but also Shi Babao and Fang Jiufu. The reason why they opened their hearts and taught everything was because the world was about to collapse and the human world was in chaos. Spirited Mountain would collapse and the connection between heaven and earth would be cut off. Only the immortal level transportation formation left by the patriarch would be the last path. If no one raises the flag and has four grandmasters, the Four Divine Sect will have no ladder to ascend in the future! "
An indescribable feeling welled up in Qin Di's heart. After a while, he said, "Master, this burden is too heavy. I am young and weak, I'm afraid I can't bear it."
The seventy-three Dayan said lightly, "If you want to live forever, you have to walk this path yourself. Other than this, there is no other choice. Otherwise, you will be trapped on this continent until you die. "
Qin Di had a distressed expression. He didn't know why he was carrying such a heavy burden. Although he had thought about this before, it was mostly a joke and he had never seriously considered it. He only wanted to do something within his power, but now he had to seriously consider it. If what his master said was true, then he really had no other choice.
After a while, he asked, "Master, according to your calculations, how many years do I have left?"
The seventy-three Dayan said, "At least three thousand years, at most ten thousand years."
Qin Di let out a sigh of relief. "Hehe, that's still early. Master, you scared me to death."
The seventy-three Dayan said, "However, the nine peaks of the Spirited Mountain won't collapse at the same time. The first peak could collapse at any time, and the flood could come at any time. You have to prepare in advance. "
Qin Di's heart was in his throat again.
Once the flood came, the entire Scarlet Flame Island would be submerged. The Qin Manor on the south bank of the Skyfall River, and even more than half of the Yue Kingdom would be submerged. What would he do then? Who knew how many people would die?
"Master, why would the nine peaks of the Spirited Mountain collapse?"
The seventy-three Dayan shook its head. "This matter involves the Spiritual Realm, and even the Immortal Realm might be involved. I can't divine it either."
"Could it be that there are too many people in the Spiritual Realm? Is that why they have to resort to this?"
The seventy-three Dayan shook its head again. "Who knows."
Qin Di thought for a while, then tossed out a few stalks of ten-thousand-year-old grass to calculate. In the end, he discovered that the flood wouldn't come for at least three to five years, so he tossed it to the back of his mind.
"Hmph, birds face the sky when we die, but we live forever if we don't!"
"We'll deal with it when it comes. Why should I be afraid of it?"
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