Qin Di thought about it for a long time. There were only three ways to find immortal fate.
The first was to sit in the courtyard and stare blankly at the sky. Maybe an immortal would happen to pass by. This method was theoretically possible, but in reality, it was very difficult to succeed. He was fourteen years old now. Logically speaking, it was already too late for him to cultivate. If he was two years late, he might become a cripple!
The second was to go to the ruined Taoist temple outside the city and continue to look for traces of immortals. However, if there was no one to guide him, it might not be useful even if he met them. This method was also not very reliable.
The third method was to be bold and ask his grandfather. As a tutor and chancellor, the old man was very familiar with the affairs of the Yue Kingdom. At such an old age, he had eaten more salt than little Qin Di had drunk. Maybe he knew some traces of immortals.
Thinking of this, his eyes lit up. "Yes, let's do this! I'll ask the old man! "
If it was the old Qin Di, he would not dare to open his mouth and ask. He was afraid of being scolded by his grandfather for not doing proper work. The Qin Family was a scholarly family. No one had ever abandoned their family business to seek immortality. This was no less than treason. Being scolded was considered a light punishment.
However, for old Qin Di, who had fused with his memories, this was a small matter. Old Qin Di had been tested and tortured for a long time. His skin was coarse and his flesh thick. His skin was as thick as a city wall. Why would he be afraid of scolding? Not to mention that he was suffering from Drunk Peach Blossom. His body was weak and his future was uncertain. He had more reason to be unconventional. Maybe he could find a new path!
Therefore, he lifted his legs and walked towards the courtyard of the Qin Residence.
The Qin Residence covered thousands of acres and had nearly ten thousand houses. It was divided into three courtyards on the left, middle, and right.
The old man's residence was in the middle. It was called the "Sacred Hall". The courtyard had seven entrances. There were flying eaves and walls everywhere. It was richly ornamented. There were two huge stone lions at the entrance of the vermilion gate, each about three meters tall.
Qin Di didn't pay any attention to the guard standing at the door. Instead, he walked straight to the third door and bowed to the old man guarding the door: "Uncle Lin, can I trouble you to tell them that I want to see my grandfather?"
Old Man Cang was an old servant of the Qin Family. His name was Qin Lin. He had been with the Old Master since he was young, so he knew him very well. He was almost seventy years old this year, but he still refused to go home to retire.
The wrinkled old man smiled amiably and said, "Nineteenth Young Master, you really came! Old Master said that if you come over these two days, you can go in at any time, and there is no need to report. "
"Grandpa is in the study?"
"Fishing in Hou Haizi! You can go around the side door. You don't have to go to the main hall to see him. "
Qin Di blinked his eyes and pretended to be honest. "How's Grandpa's complexion today?"
Old Cang's smile faded. "The weather is so good, but I don't know why you don't look very happy. Young Master, you must be careful and not make Old Master angry. "
Qin Di thought that the incident while admiring the flowers was a secret of the Qin Family. Old Cang might not know about it, so he nodded and went through the side door. He followed the cobblestone path in the garden and walked forward in a zigzag manner. After walking for about a mile, he came to the side of the vast water.
Although it was called Hou Haizi, it was actually Tongtian River.
The Qin Family was built by the water, and the back garden was Tongtian River. The spiritual energy here was rich, and it could prolong one's life. It could also be used for fishing and resting. If they got a fishing boat, the fish and prawns they caught would be enough for the Qin Family to enjoy.
It was spring, and the sun was warm. It passed through the golden willows by the river and sprinkled on the riverbank.
Grand Tutor Qin Gaolan threw away his hat and belt. He wore a loose spring robe and sat under a willow tree. He held a fishing rod in his hand and fished with his eyes half closed.
Not far behind him, a big man in black stood quietly. He didn't move at all, like a wooden stake.
Qin Di quietly walked over and stood beside his grandfather. He looked at the stern face of the old man and was surprised. He thought to himself, "I wonder what happened? Could it be because of me? "
After a while, the old man turned around and looked at him. He said, "Little Nineteen, why aren't you resting in bed? Why are you here?"
Qin Di bowed and said, "I'm suffering. I'm here to ask Grandfather to show me a bright path."
The old man frowned slightly. "Oh? What bright path do you want? Now that things have come to this, what can Grandfather do? "
Qin Di opened his eyes wide and looked at the old man's bright eyes. He said in a low voice, "I want to seek immortality. I want to ask Grandfather to show me a path to immortality. Is that possible?"
The old man's eyebrows twitched when he heard that. He waved his hand and dismissed the big man in black. He then said, "Little Nineteen, the path to immortality is difficult. I advise you not to try."
Qin Di heard that and felt that there was a way! He quickly said, "My body is weak. If I don't do this, I won't be able to live a long life. I want to try."
The old man shook his head slightly. "It's because you're weak that you can't. If you were strong, you might have a chance. Now, you don't even have a chance! Child, you'd better give up! "
"Grandchild's heart is beating fast and lively! How can I die when I'm filled with hot blood! If you don't believe me, feel it! "
The old man was almost amused by him. "Hmph! Even if you want to cultivate, you don't have spiritual roots! "
A hopeful look appeared on Qin Di's face. "Spiritual roots? What spiritual roots? Grandfather, you haven't tested me yet. How do you know I don't have spiritual roots? Maybe I have spiritual roots! "
The old man looked at him and sneered. "Our Yue Country lacks spiritual energy. Even the people of Yue Country lack spiritual roots since they were born. There's not even one youth with spiritual roots in a million people! Even if they barely have spiritual roots, it's just a low-grade spiritual root. It's not very useful! Cultivating Senshu is just a dabbler. In the end, it's all for naught! Not to mention Foundation Establishment, you can't even reach the middle level of Qi Refining. It won't save your life! "
Qin Di took a step forward and pulled the old man's sleeve. He pleaded, "Grandfather, I want to try. I often feel my dantian heat up. Maybe I have spiritual roots. If you believe me, feel my pulse. Spiritual energy is alive like pearls moving on a plate. How can I not have spiritual roots? "
The old man stared at him and his expression became serious. "Grandfather is not an immortal. Spiritual roots can't be felt. Child, do you really want to cultivate? I heard you've always been looking for immortal fate. It's not just a momentary interest? "
Qin Di nodded with a resolute expression. He pursed his lips. "I really want to cultivate."
"Do you know that this path is very difficult? Have you really made up your mind? Can you endure that kind of pain? "
Qin Di took out the vigor he used to trick his teacher and said resolutely, "I have determination and perseverance! I'll definitely achieve success! I'll bring glory to the Qin Family! "
The old man was silent for a moment. He said, "I don't want you to bring glory to the Qin Family. Instead, I want you to hide your identity. If you want to cultivate, you must fake your death and cut ties with the Qin Family. Can you do that? "
Qin Di was stunned. "Grandfather, why is that?"
The old man sighed. "The path of cultivation is full of deceit and deception. If you're not careful, you'll attract enemies. Our Qin Family is a big family, but we're all weak scholars. We can't afford to hurt them! If you really want to cultivate, you can only hide your identity. You can't say that you're a descendant of the Qin Family in Ning City! Can you do that? "
"I don't need to change my surname?"
"There's no need to change my surname. Qin is a common surname in Yue Country. There are thousands of people with the surname Qin. As long as you don't mention the Qin Family in Ning City, it'll be fine."
Qin Di clenched his teeth. "I can fake my death!"
The old man's expression was gloomy. "Fake your death is just to prevent any accidents. More importantly, you still have to test your spiritual roots. If you don't have spiritual roots, you won't even have the chance to try! "
"Where can I test my spiritual roots?"
"It's still early. Every ten years, on the tenth day of the third month, there's a Grand Immortal Ascension Assembly on a small island five hundred miles away from here. At that time, you can test your spiritual roots. Those with excellent spiritual roots can enter the immortal sect. "
Qin Di smiled bitterly. "Ten years? That's too long! I'll be too old by then! "
The old man shook his head slightly. "Child, you're lucky. The closest one is next year!"
Qin Di jumped up. "That means there's only one year left! Can I go? Is Zhu Jiawan open to outsiders? "
The old man snorted. "If you want to go to Zhu Jiawan, you must be able to board the ship! Grandfather kept a token, which is also a ticket to board the ship. It was given to me by a familiar Taoist priest thirty years ago. If you really want to go, you have a chance to test your spiritual roots. "
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