After a while, Jindan Zhenren said again: "Your child is unique, with good spiritual roots and deep blessings. Maybe... may be able to break through to the Golden Calendar stage in the future. Don't blame me for treating you like that last time, but your wooden spiritual root is really troublesome! I think you also know that the sect now lacks the follow-up skills of the Qinglong Art, so no one can advance to the Golden Calendar, including the master you are about to meet, are also worried about this. She has not taken disciples in the past twenty years, and it is because she does not want to delay the good seedlings."

"Don't worry, uncle, you know these principles. Since you have chosen this path, you will not regret it. I believe there will always be a solution in the future."

Jindan Zhenren sighed: "It's been three thousand years, and how many disciples with Mu Ling's roots are full of confidence. Later, they are abandoned. It makes people feel heartbroken to think about it..."

Qin Di had nothing to say because he didn't know where to find the subsequent exercises. It is not certain whether Temu Zhenren has left behind any exercises, let alone three thousand years have passed. Even if he left behind the exercises, he might be blown away by the rain and wind.

But he believed that even if he could not find the remains of Temu Zhenren, he could always find the magic tricks left by other cultivators.

Because there are often experts from the Buxu period or even the Hedao period in the sky who flew from west to east, from Lingshan to the Dead Sea, and then disappeared there. As long as they can find the place where they died, they will definitely find the remaining items. If one is not enough, two is not enough, three are not enough. After a long time, you can always find them.

The only difficulty now is how to enter the depths of the Dead Sea where the dead energy is slightly reduced in half a month.

He had never seen death energy, so he had no way to start. He could only wait until his skills were slightly higher and then try it out after he walked out of Chihuo Island.

Everyone was waiting in the square, and many people were sighing.

At this time, Qian Xinghua walked over with a tangled face and said, "Uncle Li, what should you do if you look at these bets? Otherwise, forget it, whoever sets the bet will be returned to whom?"

Jindan Zhenren glared at him: "Nonsense! I want to eat the shit I've been sucking? One spit and one nail, and if you don't keep your word, you won't be farting!"

Qian Xinghua was a little unwilling to accept it, looked back at everyone, and said, "I gave it to my junior nephew. Will those senior brothers cause trouble afterwards?"

Jindan Zhenren said angrily: "I think who dares! They are all old people, so you still have shamelessness! Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and give him the bet!"

Qian Xinghua had no choice but to come forward, handed a small storage bag to Qin Di, and said, "Nephew Qin, this is all yours!"

Qin Di was very surprised: "Why do you have something to give me? What is it?"

Qian Xinghua had no choice but to tell the story of everyone's gambling just now, and finally smiled bitterly: "Congratulations to my junior nephew! You are so lucky! With these wealth, will your future cultivation still be like a fish in water?"

Qin Di looked into the storage bag and found that except for the seventh-level spiritual talisman and the hidden array plate, the rest were middle-grade or above spirit stones. There were always more than a thousand top-grade spirit stones. He was shocked and turned to look at the resentful eyes of the foundation-building uncles, and couldn't help but shivering.

"There are too many. Uncle and aunts, please take them all back. Thank you for your kindness." As he said that, he opened the storage bag and took out all the spirit stones.

All the foundation-building monks looked at me and I looked at you, then turned to see the real person of Jindan, but none of them dared to come over, but instead shook their heads and waved their hands: "Nephew Qin, please put it away quickly. Since you have placed a bet, how could you take it back? Isn't that slap Uncle Master in the face? Look at my smooth and smooth face, why are you embarrassed to slap it on the face?"

Seeing that everyone didn't dare to ask for it, and they all looked noble, Qin Di had to put it away again and said, "Thank you, uncle, I have something to do in the future. Just tell me, as long as my nephew can do it, I will go up to the mountain of swords and fall into the sea of ​​fire, and I will not say anything."

A good-looking foundation-building monk laughed: "Okay, that's all. If you don't have any spiritual food to eat, you will go to your place to catch Qiufeng. I heard that it was the first one of you who caught a second-level blue gold spirit fish from Lingxi, right?"

Qin Di said: "I'm lucky because I'm a kid! I have some tricks to fishing for spiritual fish! I won't say anything else, I still have spiritual fish. I'll be satisfied with the food."

"It can't be a first-level spirit fish. It must be a second-level or above spirit fish, preferably a third-level. As long as you can get it, I won't feel sorry for how many spirit stones I spend!"

"It's easy to say, uncle, your surname is yours?"

"My surname is Ma, Ma Xinggui. If you really have a good spiritual fish in the future, you can send a message to me." As he said that, he took out a small warm jade that looked like a seal and handed it to Qin Di, saying, "This is my exclusive Yingui. As long as you find my name on the identity token and click on it with Yingui, you can talk directly."

Qin Di took Yingui but did not dare to try it on the spot. He kept saying, "It's okay, when I finish my work, I will invite Uncle Ma to my place to eat grilled fish."

Qian Xinghua also came over: "Nephew Qin, what about me? I really have a spirit fish, I can't forget me! I still got this bet!"

Qin Di laughed and said, "It's easy to talk about, no matter how many people there are, the more lively you will be, you will bring it to your old Yingui!"

Qian Xinghua said, "I don't need Yingui. You just need to click my name on the ID card and send me a few words."

Zheng Xingping also came over and handed a Yingui to Qin Di: "Xiao Qin, there is really a third-level spirit fish, don't forget me!" In his heart, he had already placed Qin Di at a high position, and he dared not doubt that Qin Di could catch a better spirit fish.

"Of course, I don't dare to forget Uncle Zheng even if I forget others. It was your veteran disciple who led you into the door. It is natural to respect you."

There was a middle-aged monk next to him with eyebrows as eyebrows as lying silkworms, but he couldn't help but snorted coldly: "You can catch third-level spirit fish before you talk about it! Last time I saw you in Lingxi, I drove you away with one word. Later, I caught there for three days but didn't catch it. Is it because you lie about military affairs? There are no spirit fish there at all?"

Qin Di's heart moved: "It turned out to be this guy! It was too far away to see this person's face clearly, but he didn't expect to meet him here."

Before I could answer, I heard Zheng Xingping next to me say: "Wu Xinggui, what are you saying? I personally checked the second-level spirit fish and reported it to the sect. Later, many people have caught it. If you can't catch it yourself, how can you speak nonsense and doubt the achievements of Master Qin?"

Wu Xinggui, who had a lie on his eyebrows, stopped talking, hummed and turned his head away.
Chapter completed!