Qin Di traveled westward, constantly swallowing the fresh wood aura in the mountains and forests, and his skills were slowly increasing without realizing it.

It was almost dusk that day, and suddenly heavy rain fell from the sky.

Although Qin Di was not afraid of wind and rain, he did not want to hold on in the rain for no reason. When he looked around, he saw a dilapidated mountain temple on the top of the mountain ahead, so he activated the white tiger to run over.

When I came close, I saw that the mountain god temple was quite imposing. Although the temple gate was a bit broken, it was very spacious inside. There was a clay statue of the mountain god about till the height of the silhouette, with a square face and a wide mouth, a ferocious face, and a large iron spear in my hand. There was a table in front of the mountain god statue, and there was an eternal lamp on the table. I don’t know who had added the lamp oil. The lamp was always on, bringing a hint of warmth to the temple in the evening of stormy and rain.

Although Qin Di had only one person and one tiger, he didn't feel lonely. He took out the grill in the temple, took out the sixth-level spiritual mutton that Jiang Yunmu had hunted from Mingxia Island, sprinkled with cumin powder, and then grilled it.

The air is filled with an attractive scent, which makes people salivate.

The white tiger lay at his feet, and his body had shrunk to two feet long. He opened his big eyes and stretched his tongue to look at the grill, like a big greedy cat.

Seeing that the spirit mutton was about to be roasted, I suddenly heard heavy footsteps coming from afar.

The white tiger pricked up his ears, let out a low roar, and wanted to run out, but Qin Di gently kicked him and then lay honestly on the ground.

When I was not old, I saw a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old, walking in from outside with an old woman in his 50s on his back. The two of them were soaked all over, and the rain flowed down their trousers.

While putting the old woman down, the young man said, "Mom, we have worked so hard that we finally escaped to this mountain temple. You can rest for a while."

The old woman was soaked in the rain that she was cold and shivering. She looked at the grill in front of Qin Di and smelled the tempting smell of meat. She saw Qin Di enjoying herself in such a stormy evening, and knew that Qin Di was not an ordinary person, so she stepped forward and bowed: "I'm disturbing Xian Chang, we mother and I come in to take shelter from the rain. I hope you don't mind."

Qin Di divided half of the firewood under the grill and threw it in front of the woman, smiling and said, "I'm here to shelter from the rain. Since we meet, we have a destiny, roast the fire first and remove the cold air."

The woman hurriedly bowed: "Thank you, Immortal, for your kindness!"

Qin Di took out a knife and fork, cut the roasted spirit sheep into small pieces, put half into a clean plate, and half to the white tiger crawling on the ground.

The white tiger is like a big cat, and with a happy "ah woo", it opens its big mouth and ate it.

The old woman didn't dare to watch too much, so she could only stand quietly in front of the fire to cook the fire.

The young man couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and said timidly: "Immortal, Immortal, my mother hasn't eaten for two days. Can you do it well and give her some?"

Before he finished speaking, the old woman scolded, "Xiaohu, what are you talking nonsense! Is there a place where you speak?"

The boy was scolded and took two steps back and didn't dare to say anything more.

The old woman bowed to Qin Di and said, "This child has never seen the world. Please don't mind the immortal. I'll disturb you for dinner."

Qin Di said lightly: "It's not that I'm stingy, but that you can't eat this meat. Just a small bite can make people die. I think you have practiced it, but you gave up halfway, right?"

The old woman said, "Thank you, the immortal elder, my body's skills are gone, and I dare not taste the spiritual flesh."

The boy dared not say much, but his eyes showed disbelief.

Qin Di saw that the young man was a little reckless, but the old woman's behavior was very polite and gave people a favor, so he took out a large piece of first-order spirit fish, put it on the grill, greeted the young man, and said, "Little Tiger, come over, roast the spirit fish, and serve your mother's meal."

The boy was overjoyed and ran over in two or three steps, took the shovel and started grilling the fish.

The old woman thanked repeatedly and said, "You are so kind to the emperor. My child is very rude and has wandered in the mountains for too long. I have lost my etiquette. Please forgive me."

Qin Di shook his head slightly: "It's okay, old man, where are you from?"

The old woman looked at Qin Di, looked around the temple again, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "It's really a matter of fact, my family is far away. Xiaohu and I walked on the road for seven years before we finally arrived here."

Qin Di felt a little surprised, but said, "If there is any secret, you don't need to tell it."

The old woman said, "I am a great immortal and generous person, and I am generous and kind. Perhaps it is the opportunity between me and Xiaohu. To be honest, I don't know why I came here. Xiaohu's grandfather is a cultivator. He came back from Sun Lake ten years ago and said that Xiaohu's child has fire spirit roots, but he can't inspire him. Unless he can reach this mountain temple today, he will have unexpected opportunities. So we came here with great difficulty."

Qin Di asked, "Why didn't the child's grandfather send you here in person? Which sect is he a cultivator?"

The old woman sighed and said, "It's a long story. Many years ago, when Xiaohu was born, she originally lived around the Sun Lake. Xiaohu's father and grandfather were both monks of the Tianji Sect. Tianji Sect is a branch of the Dayan Sect and is famous for divination. Later, there was a riot in the Sun Lake. Xiaohu's father unfortunately died in battle. I was also a little injured at that time and lost my cultivation in the early stage of foundation building. It was Xiaohu's grandfather who fought a bloody path and sent us to the mother and the mother."

"Later, his grandfather settled us in a mortal town and led the enemy to escape. He didn't come back again until ten years ago. As a result, after talking for a while, the enemy chased us. He gave us a few invisible talismans and separated from us. Now I don't know where he went."

"Xiaohu and I followed his grandfather's instructions and walked all the way to the Dayan Mountain Temple. We leaned against the invisible talisman on the way and escaped the pursuit several times. We finally got here. Fortunately, we met the immortal chief. Maybe you are the opportunity that Grandpa Xiaohu said. I also asked the immortal chief to save us mother and mother."

Qin Di pondered: "If Tianji Sect is a branch of the Dayan Sect, it has a little connection with me. However, you can tell me what Xiaohu's grandfather said without missing a word and let me hear what happened."

The old woman said, "His grandfather left a jade slip and asked me to hand it over to the person I saw in the mountain temple. You will understand it at a glance." As she said that, she took out a jade slip from her collar and handed it over.

Qin Di took the jade slip and swept it, and saw that it read: "The world is in chaos, the Lingshan Mountains are falling, the floods are flooding, and the Four Saints Sects are rising. Li Zun's divine fire is merged into the temple, offering sacrifices to the immortals, and Yuan Xing entrusts the orphans."

The old woman said, "Xiaohu's surname is Chu, and his grandfather's name is Chu Yuanxing."

Qin Di looked at the jade slip without raising his head, and asked, "Yuan Generation? Is he the True Lord of the Yuanying?"

The old woman replied: "Well, Grandpa Xiaohu is the second elder of Tianji Sect. He has reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. He is very famous in divination, and even surpasses Wu Xujia, the great elder of Tianji Sect."

Qin Di focused on the lines in the jade slip. After reading for a while, he put away the jade slip, took out the yarrow for ten thousand years, and began to calculate.

It took him a long time to calculate, and the expression on his face became more and more serious, and the clouds on his face were almost dripping with water.

I don’t know how long it took, but Chu Xiaohu roasted the spirit fish and wanted to serve it for the old woman to have a meal, but the old woman stopped her eyes.
Chapter completed!