Qin Di looked at the little girl and asked, "How is this child's spiritual root?"

The old woman sighed: "It's a pity that it's just a sixth-grade wood spirit root."

Qin Di frowned slightly and thought to himself: "Since the other party is a Nascent Soul monk, you won't be able to detect the spiritual roots of your descendants incorrectly. But what happened when I buzzed in my mind before?"

He was puzzled and took out a few yarrows, prayed to the sky, and threw them on the table.

The old woman looked at it quietly, not daring to say a word.

Qin Di threw it six times in a row, looked at the hexagrams, and began to count the fingers.

Half of it was calculated, but before the result was found, I heard a soft voice from a woman coming into my mind: "No need to forget it, this child is the reincarnation of a seventh-level celestial immortal! He was also considered a miserable person back then. Her spiritual roots were covered and can be opened by the method of wood sacrifice. You take her as a disciple. If you have any problems in the future, your teacher will help you."

Qin Di was shocked and immediately changed his spiritual consciousness: "Master? Haven't you left yet?"

"Well, my master's clone is still on Wushan Goddess Peak and will leave soon."

"What's the name of this child in his previous life?"

"No need to ask too much, knowing it too early will not be beneficial. When she advances to the spiritual immortal, she will naturally wake up; if you can become a high-level immortal, you can also know its foundation."

"Thank you, Master, take care of yourself!"

At this time, Qin Di was thinking in his heart: "It seems that what Dayan Seventy-three said is true. After I became a disciple of Yao Ji, I had a layer of ties, and I might be affected during divination. However, as long as I am pious in my heart, an extra cause and effect may not be a bad thing."

The old woman saw him open her eyes and couldn't help asking, "Senior, have you finished it? Is this child's path easy to walk on?"

Qin Di seemed not to hear the question and asked back: "What's the name of the little girl?"

"Her name is Qin Luo."

"Qin Luo? The same surname as me? This is God's will! Old man, which sect do you come from?"

"I am a casual cultivator."

"That's even better. In the lower Qin Di, a monk from Jindan Sect, wants to accept Qin Luo as his personal disciple."

The old woman was shocked, with a suspicious look on her face, not knowing whether she should believe it. Because Qin Luo is only eight or nine years old, and her spiritual roots are only sixth-grade. In a place like Lingshan where Zhong Lingding is beautiful, it can be said that her qualifications are very poor. How could she worship the disciple of the Hedao Ancestor? Such a Hedao Ancestor is either a madman or a liar. Anyway, the chance of being a good person is extremely small!

Qin Di said again: "Don't worry. To show sincerity, I will give you a pill first to extend your life for thirty years." As he said that, he took out a jade bottle and poured out a green pill from it.

Although the old woman could smell the rich fragrance emitted from the pills a few feet away, she knew in her heart that this was indeed a rare longevity pill, so she took it, leaned closer to her nose and smelled it, and then opened her mouth to swallow it.

She is a stubborn old lady with only five or six years left, and she is not afraid of others' poisoning. Besides, ordinary poisons cannot be poisoned by the Nascent Soul monks, and those who can be poisoned will not be used on old people like her.

The little girl held the old woman's arm with both hands, held her body, and looked at her worriedly.

After about a cup of tea, the old woman's face became much better and her eyebrows became a little shiny. She was happy in her heart. No matter what, she could spend at least thirty years with her child!

"Thank you for giving such a precious longevity pill!"

Qin Di put the jade bottle on the table and said, "There are two more pills here. You will take one tomorrow and another one the next day. Although it cannot last for ninety years of life, it can fill your qi and blood and stabilize your soul. By the third day, you will swallow another sycamore seed and you will be able to advance to the point of becoming weak!" As he said that, he took out a small paper bag and placed it on the table.

The old woman was frightened by what he said: "Senior, do you think I can still advance to Buxu?"

The peak of the Nascent Soul only has a lifespan of three thousand years at most, but Buxu has a lifespan of ten thousand years. Just like living for two more lives, how can it not be surprising?

Qin Di nodded: "That's right! After you advance to Buxu, you will help me guard this store for at least five hundred years. I'm going to sell some things here. Next, let's discuss the transfer of the store. How much does it cost to pay?"

The old woman's mind was still "buzzing" and thinking: "Can I still advance to Buxu? Is this a dream? Store? What else do I want to do in the store? Senior, you took Qin Luo as your disciple and gave me a longevity pill to help me advance to Buxu. If I can really advance to Buxu, I will give this store and help you stay here for another two thousand years!"

Qin Di said ok, and then said, "You closed the store and follow me to Xianmiao Peak. Find a secluded place to advance to Buxu!"

The old woman locked the door, hugged Qin Luo, and followed Qin Di. Xianmiao Peak was not far away. She had been here for a long time and naturally knew the location.

Only when she passed through the two major formations, ascended to the top of Xianmiao Peak, and looked at the immortal palaces and the magnificent Afang Palace, did she feel completely relieved.

Qin Di found a small vacant palace and arranged for the old woman to go into seclusion.

Then, he entrusted Qin Luo to A Zi and Bai Hu and asked the two little girls to go out to play.

In just three months, the old woman advanced to Buxu. When she walked out of the palace, she had become a middle-aged woman in her thirties and forties. Yinghua was introverted and kind-hearted, and saluted Qin Di: "My younger brother Lu Lan, thank you for helping you!"

Qin Di entrusts her to run the store, and early on, he sells some Jindan, Liyingdan, Buxudan, and some spiritual weapons, talismans, and spiritual arrays. They are all things that everyone has refined while practicing. They do not aim for profit, but they just don’t want to make a profit.

Although there are not many immortals, most of these people are Buxu cultivators, and the things they refined are not as ordinary as possible.

Qin Di also asked Lu Lan to pay attention to the situation of the Four Saints Immortal Ruins. If you can find a more suitable place, you can also think of changing it. After all, you may sell more advanced items, such as fairy talismans, immortal arrays, and immortal pills in the future. Moreover, if the place is spacious and there is a large courtyard, you can also set up a teleportation array and go directly to Xianmiao Peak.

Then, in front of Lu Lan, he called Qin Luo over and asked the little girl to sit in a large wooden barrel full of runes, crushed a few pieces of heaven and earth spiritual wood, threw it into the barrel, poured some wood spiritual liquid, and began the process of wood sacrifice.

In just seven hours, Qin Luo's closed spiritual root was opened.

When her little hands were placed on the spirit measurement plate, a green light was as high as two feet high!

Lu Lan was stunned, excited, and tears almost shed.

"Excellent immortal-grade wood spiritual roots! God, A Luo is actually an immortal-grade spiritual roots!"

"Senior, is this true? It's like a dream!"

Qin Di smiled and said, "This is what you saw with your own eyes, can it be fake?"

Lu Lan was so happy that it was hard to describe.

Fan Yao also happened to be watching from the side, and couldn't help but be surprised: "The little junior sister's spiritual roots are so strong? She has surpassed me!"

Qin Di said lightly: "The spiritual root is only important at the beginning, it does not mean anything. How far can you go to in cultivation depends on your mind!" When he said this, he thought to himself: "Qin Luo was a seventh-level celestial immortal in his previous life, so how could he die easily? He didn't know what happened during this period."

Fan Yao nodded gently: "Master, you are right."
Chapter completed!