Qin Di drove the vast sea boat and flew to a place less than a thousand miles away from the capital of Yue Kingdom. Then he came down from the air and landed flat on the water of Tongtian River, turning into an ordinary fishing boat and drifting towards the south bank.

At this time, he simply took out the fishing rod, hung a first-level spiritual worm that could buy three cans of spiritual stone, and fished leisurely on the water.

The vast sea boat is automatically without wind, like a leaf, drifting with the waves and slowly moving south.

Qin Di sat quietly, thinking about what situation he might see after returning home.

He merged with Xiao Qin Di's soul when he traveled through time, so he had no rejection of the Qin family, and just hoped that his family would be safe and sound.

"I left home and returned to my eldest son. My accent has not changed. My hair has faded. Children don't know each other when they meet. I ask where the guests come from.

"Time flies, and the moon passes by, nine years pass in a flash. The Qin family is a big family in Yue, with many descendants. There must be many newborn children. It is normal to meet me if I don't know them. Of course, there may be an old man who passes away. I just hope that both parents and the old man will be alive."

"I have no musical books outside the mountain. After winter and spring, I feel even more timid when I get close to the hometown. I dare not ask the people. Is this what I feel?"

At this moment, Qin Di also thought of his relatives in his previous life, and felt very sad and a little confused for a moment.

Humans are animals with emotions. Even if they have been practicing immortality for thousands of years, they cannot erase the softness in their hearts.

Xiao Qin Di is still a pure boy and has sincere feelings for his family.

Although Lao Qin Di is a scholar over 50 years old, studying every day is like being addicted to cultivating immortals, so his mind is simple and his feelings for his family are equally warm and strong.

He knew that since he had embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, as time goes by, life and death are different, and the sky is different. However, as long as he can seize the days of life and be able to do without regrets.

Qin Di has been traveling through time for ten years, and he doesn’t know what his relatives in his previous life are now.

"Ten years of life and death are vast, and I can't forget it without thinking. There is no place to talk about the desolate graves of thousands of miles away. Even if we meet, we don't know each other, our faces are covered with frost. When we come to the night, we suddenly return home. The window is dressed up. We look at each other without saying a word, but we only have thousands of tears..."

Since he couldn't go back in his previous life, he could only devote his remaining emotions to the Qin family in Yue, hoping to make some compensation to the Qin family without changing the overall situation. The Qin family is a scholarly family and has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years. He cannot break the tranquility. Because cultivating immortals seems good, but in fact it is very dangerous. Instead of fighting and killing, living today and dying tomorrow, it is better to spend your life peacefully.

Of course, if the spiritual roots are good and there is a future for cultivation of immortals, that is another matter.

Hanhai Boat quietly leaned against the shore. Qin Di saw that there was no one around, so he put away the spiritual boat and walked towards Qin's mansion.

When he came closer, he saw that the Qin Mansion was still as beautiful as a gaze, red bricks and green tiles, and the palace was majestic, so he felt relieved.

Qin Mansion is very large, covering an area of ​​thousands of acres and nearly 10,000 houses. It is divided into three courtyards on the left, middle and right.

The "Missue Hall" where the old man lives is located in the middle, with seven courtyards in front and behind, a vermilion gate, and two stone lions about thigh at the entrance.

These are exactly the same as when he left.

But Qin Lin, the old man who was guarding the door, was no longer there. I don’t know if he was dead or went home to retire.

Qin Di gently activated a hint of "distractedness" in his mind when he looked at the man guarding the gate, and then walked in with a swagger.

It was early spring in February, and the weather was still a little cold. I thought the old man would not go to the backyard to fish, so Qin Di went straight through the yard. After passing three doors, he asked someone to ask and knew that his grandfather was in the study.

When he arrived at the door of the study, he knocked on the door lightly outside.

A powerful voice came from the room: "Come in. The door is open."

Qin Di pushed the door and saw the old man Qin Gaolan sitting on the chair of the Grand Master, hanging high with his pen in one hand, and drawing a calligraphy and painting.

Although he is nearly 90 years old, the old man is still not deaf, his eyes are not blurred, his waist is straight, and his hair is gray. However, he has become very thin and his skin is no longer shining.

Qin Di walked over and looked quietly for a while. It was not until the old man finished drawing a picture of flowers and birds and stamped it on it again. Then he gently called out: "Grandpa, I'm back."

The old man looked him up and down, and his eyes were filled with relief: "It turned out to be Xiao Shijiu! I haven't seen you for a few years, you have grown so tall! And you are even more handsome! Look at your body, with wide shoulders, thick back, tall and strong waist, and no one believes that it is our Qin family! Fortunately, I can still recognize you as a bit elegant."

Qin Di smiled: "My grandson practices every day and there are a large number of spirit fish and monsters. He eats sea scatter every day, so he will naturally grow strong."

The old man smiled slightly: "Okay! It's good that you can come back! Have you achieved success in cultivation and established a foundation? Or have you not practiced and been driven back by someone? It's okay, no matter which one, the Qin family can accept it, as long as you live."

Qin Di smiled and said, "The grandson is nothing. He has neither foundation building nor expelled from the sect. I am just worried about my family, so I come back on the way to practice and stay for a while before leaving."

"Oh? Which sect did you join? Is it a decent or an evil sect?"

"My grandson joined the Jindan Sect, which is a famous sect and the number one sect in the local area."

"Then what kind of immortal skills have you practiced? Can you show your skills and show it to grandpa?"

Qin Di looked around and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Your space is too small, and there are all precious calligraphy and paintings, so my grandson can't use it."

"Then what do you know? No need to use it, just talk with your mouth."

Qin Di roughly talked about his introductory experience and cultivation, and then took out a bottle of Shou Dan: "Grandpa, this is the Shou Dan I got from the Five Mysterious Realm. It is said that eating one can increase your life for a hundred years. You can try one first."

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but open his eyes wide and suddenly stood up: "What kind of elixir is this? Can it really increase your life for a hundred years?"

"You try it, it's not poisonous anyway."

What he thought to himself was: "Even if it is poisonous, I don't have to worry about it. I can save it even if it is poisonous."

Qin Di opened the jade bottle and poured out a longan-eye pill with a green jade-like pill from it.

The old man's hands trembled slightly, took the pill and looked at it, raised his hand and put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

It wasn't too late, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, and suddenly he said "Ouch": "You wait a moment, I'll go."

Qin Di waited for half a stick of incense before seeing the old man walking back lightly, and while walking, he grabbed the old man on his arm. When he saw that the old man on his face had been exposed by him, revealing a face about 40 years old.

The old man Qin Gaolan returned to the study and looked at a mirror. He looked surprised: "Well, this is still the same as fifty years ago! Fifty years ago, I just became the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Someone drew a portrait for me. If you don't believe me, I'll find it for you." As he said that, he went through the cabinets and went to find the portrait.
Chapter completed!