In essence, Qin Di is a cultivator and does not want to be a pure businessman.

No matter how much wealth a merchant accumulates, it is also a bird in a cage, a meat on a chopping board, and a dry bone in a tomb.

Qin Di was not confused by money, and he was always thinking about cultivating immortals.

In 1914, he was over 1.7 meters tall, looking like an adult. Because of his years of breathing and breathing, he had accumulated three breaths of true energy between his chest and abdomen, which were scattered in his muscles, bones and skin, which was like a golden bell cover. He could break hard granite with one punch, and kick a poplar tree with one foot, and a dozen or more men could not get close to him.

So he often ran away from home, and he went there for three or four months, and traveled all over the world...

At the beginning, Qin Hancheng and Zhu Wan were still very worried.

In order to calm their hearts, Qin Di specially found four bodyguards to follow him. In fact, when he left the Demon City, he often threw the bodyguards away and asked them to work as security guards in the pharmaceutical factory.

His purpose of going out was not to travel around the mountains and rivers, but to find a place with rich spiritual energy.

Qin Di is the reincarnation of an immortal, and his mind contains countless ways to cultivate immortals. He does not need to join any sect, nor does he have to worship others as his teacher. As long as he finds a place with spiritual energy, he can practice alone.

He has the five elements spiritual roots, which can absorb the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Therefore, when he went to Daxinganling in the northeast and Xishuangbanna in Yunnan, and saw the lush and lush ancient trees for more than a hundred years, he could stand under the tree, close his eyes and take a deep breath, and enjoy the essence of the trees.

He went to the black soil in the northeast, the Loess Plateau in the northwest, and the red soil in Jiangxi to absorb the essence of the soil.

He went to the source of the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, and the Lancang River, and sat quietly in the source of Sanjiang River, Gradandong, and absorbed the spiritual energy of water.

His footsteps were all over the Longgang volcano group, the Datong volcano group, the Tengchong volcano group, the Pulu volcano group in Xinjiang, the Tianshan volcano group, the Kunlun volcano group, and the Wudalianchi volcano group. He went to absorb the spiritual energy of fire and tried to find spiritual fire and fairy fire. However, these legendary volcanoes have been extinguished, and the fire spiritual energy he obtained is very limited, and he has not found spiritual fire and fairy fire.

He also went to Baiyun Ebo in Inner Mongolia, southern Jiangxi, northern Guangdong, and Daliangshan in Sichuan to find the origin of rare metals to absorb the spiritual energy of gold.

He found that although the spiritual energy on the earth became very thin, it cannot be said to be completely exhausted. As long as you persist and practice the Dharma, you can still build a foundation. As for whether you can form a golden elixir or even transform into a Nascent Soul, it is very difficult.

After some trouble and continuous absorption of spiritual energy, his skills have made great progress.

In March 1915, he finally entered the first level of Qi refining and left the category of mortals!

The first level of Qi refining is not easy. It has a speed of 9 seconds for 5 in a hundred meters. It can hold a heavy object of 400 kilograms with one hand, and can deal with a beautiful tiger with bare hands.

In April 1916, he stepped into the second level of Qi refining, with a speed of 8 seconds per 100 meters, lifted a 600-pound object with one hand, and could hit hundreds of people by one person.

In June 1917, he entered the third level of Qi refining, with a speed of 7 seconds of 100 meters. He could lift 800 kilograms of objects with one hand and kill an elephant with one punch. In addition, he was smart in his ears and eyes, had a sharp reaction, had thick skin and strong muscles and bones, and had extremely strong ability to resist hits. When he hit him, his fist was like tickling; his knife and axe chop had no effect on him; however, it was still not possible to face rifle shooting or machine gun shooting.

Then, his skills fell into a bottleneck and he was unable to step into the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Qin Di walked along the way and saw all the sufferings of people's livelihood.

In this year, although China's industry has flourished, the lives of ordinary people are very difficult, and there are many people who flee to famine, and it is not uncommon to sell their children and daughters.

On July 15, 1917, Qin Di walked through the Xiling Snow Mountain in Sichuan, breathed and breathed on the top of the mountain for three days and three nights, and came down from the mountain and settled in Dayi County.

Walking on the street, he saw a little girl kneeling beside the street. She was only six or seven years old, with sparse and yellow hair, dry and vegetable complexion, and her clothes were still intact.

The little girl knelt on the ground, with a strip of white cloth about a foot long in front of her, with the words "selling her body to bury her mother" written on it.

There are many people coming and going on the street, but none of them are willing to stop.

Qin Di stopped, squatted down, and looked at the little girl.

The little girl raised her head and showed hopeful gazes in her eyes, but she did not plead.

Qin Di stretched out his hand, pushed away the hair on her forehead, looked at her eyebrows and cheeks, and then looked at her neck and shoulders.

To be honest, the little girl is not ugly and is still a beauty. However, she is too young and has many years left before she grows up, so she kneels here for most of the day and no one comes forward to care about it. If she is over ten years old, she will probably be bought by someone!

Qin Di has no pedophiles, and he doesn't care about women.

If it was an ordinary girl, he would not be able to stop, and at most he would throw away a few silver dollars and leave.

However, this girl is very unusual!

Qin Di could see a faint white light above the little girl's head, just one meter away.

After getting closer and looking closely, after watching and touching the bones, he found that this girl actually had two spiritual roots: Shuimu!

Qin Di traveled all over the world, but so far, he has not found a few people with spiritual roots!

He once accidentally saw adults with spiritual roots in temples and Taoist temples, either high-ranking monks or Taoist priests who have practiced for many years. There are not many such people, and not one of them is necessarily one of them. As for children under the age of seven, it is very rare. Even if there are, they are treasures of various families and it is impossible to leave outsiders.

Therefore, Qin Di was happy in his heart, put his hand down, squatted two feet away, and asked with a smile: "What's your name?"

The little girl replied timidly: "My name is Yan Xue."

Qin Di pointed to the words on the white cloth strip and asked, "Is this what you wrote?"

The little girl nodded gently: "Yes."

Qin Di whispered: "Get up. From now on, you will follow me. I will help you bury your mother first."

"Thank you brother." The little girl got up from the ground, led Qin Di away from the local area, walked along the long street, and was about to walk out of the county town.

Seeing that she was struggling and shaking, Qin Di stopped at the city gate, bought a few steamed buns and handed them to her, and said, "Walk while eating."

Yan Xue looked at him gratefully, took a snow-white steamed bun, took a bite, and walked forward with tears in her eyes. She kept walking along a dirt road, but she was young and walked too slowly.

Qin Di didn't urge him, but just followed him slowly.

The two of them walked from 2 pm until it was dark. They walked about thirteen or fourteen miles and then returned to the foot of Xiling Snow Mountain.

There is a small mountain village there, but there is no sound of chickens and dogs.

Qin Di asked: "Is there a plague? Where are the people in the village?"

Yan Xue replied: "A few days ago, more than a dozen people died in the village, and the rest ran away. My mother died for two days and was still lying on the bed..."

"Where is your father?"

"He left home when I was two years old and never came back."

Yan Xue led him to a thatched hut and said, "This is my home, my mother is still here..." As he spoke, tears kept rolling down.
Chapter completed!