Qin Di went west all the way, constantly swallowing the fresh wood reiki between the mountains and forests, and unconsciously, the power was slowly growing.

It was a day near the end of the day, and suddenly a heavy rain fell from the sky.

Although Qin Di is not afraid of the wind and rain, he does not want to stand in the rain for no reason, look at it, and see that there is a dilapidated mountain temple on the top of the mountain in front of him, so he stirs the white tiger to fly over.

Before coming, I saw that the mountain temple was quite imposing, although the temple door was somewhat broken, but it was very spacious inside, and it was neutralizing a high mud-shaped mountain statue, with a wide face, and a large iron gun in his hand.There is also a table in front of the statue of the mountain god, there is a long lamp on the table, and I don't know who's renewed lamp oil, the lamp has been on, and in the evening when the storm is clear, it brings a hint of warmth to the temple.

Although there was only one person and one tiger, Qin Di did not feel lonely, so he took out the grill in the temple and took out the sixth-order spirit lamb hunted by Jiang Yunmu from Mingxia Island, sprinkled with cumin powder, and went from barbecue.

The air is full of attractive aromas, which are salivating.

The white tiger was lying at his feet, and his body had been reduced to two feet long, with a pair of large eyes open, and his tongue was stretched out to look at the grill, like a big cat with a mouthful.

Seeing that the spirit lamb was about to be roasted, suddenly I heard heavy footsteps in the distance.

The white tiger pricked up his ears, shouted in his mouth, and wanted to sneak out, and was gently kicked by Qin Di, and he lay on the ground honestly.

When the time was not large, I saw a burly a burly a child of about sixteen or seven years old, carrying an old woman about fifty years old, coming in from the outside, and the two people were soaked, and the rain was pouring down the trousers.

The young man put the old woman down and said, "Mother, we have worked hard, and finally fled to this mountain temple, and you can rest for a while."

The old woman was so cold that the rain drenched, shivering, looking at the grill in front of the Qin flute, smelling the seductive meat incense, and saw that Qin flute was comfortable and comfortable in such a stormy evening, knowing that Qin flute was not an ordinary person, so he said to the previous step: "Disturbing the fairy, we both come in to avoid the rain, I hope you don't mind."

Qin Di divided the firewood under the grill in half, threw it in front of the woman, smiled: "I also came in to avoid the rain, since the meeting is a chance, first bake the fire, go to the cold again."

The woman said, “Thank you for your kindness!”

Qin took out the knife and fork, cut the roasted spirit sheep into small pieces, put half into clean plates, and half threw them to the white tigers on the ground.

The white tiger is like a big cat, happy "ah", open mouth to eat.

The old woman did not dare to look more, but stood quietly in front of the fire and roasted the fire.

The boy could not help but swallow his mouth spit, and the voice said timidly: "Xian, immortal, mother has not eaten for two days, can you do it well, give her a little?"

Before the voice fell, I heard the old woman's rebuke: "Little tiger, what are you talking about!“Is there where you talk?”

The boy was trained two steps back and dared not say any more.

The old woman said to Qin Yi, "This child has never seen the world, please don't mind the fairy."I'm sorry to dine."

Qin Di said lightly: "It's not that I'm stingy, but this meat you can't eat, as long as you can't eat it, you can kill people."I think you’ve cultivated too, but you’ve given up halfway, right?”

The old woman said, "Thank you, the old man's strength has been wasted, and he dare not taste the spiritual flesh."

The boy did not dare to say more, but his eyes showed unbelief.

Qin Di saw that the young man was somewhat reckless, but the old woman's behavior was very polite and gave people a good feeling, so he took out a large first-order spirit fish, put it on the grill, greeted the young man, and said, "Little tiger, you come here, bake the spirit fish, and serve your mother to eat."

The boy rejoiced, two or three steps to run over, took the shovel to start the roasting fish.

The old woman thanked her and said, “You are too merciful.My child works rough, and wanders in the mountains for too long, loses his courtesy, and pleases the Immortals to understand.”

Qin flute shook his head slightly: "It doesn't matter, old man, where do you come from?"

The old woman looked at Qin Di, looked around the temple again, staggered for a moment, and replied: "It is not hidden, my family is far away, and I and the tiger have been on the road for seven years before finally arriving here."

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

The old woman said, "I look at the immortals and the extraordinary, and the generosity and kindness of people may be the opportunity of me and the little tiger."Not really, I don’t know why I’m here.Little Tiger's grandfather is a real man, ten years ago from the sun lake back, said the tiger child has a root of fire, but can not be excited.Unless you can get to this mountain temple today, you may have unexpected opportunities.So we've come here in great pains."

Qin Yi asked, “Why didn’t the child’s grandfather send you here in person?”What kind of monk is he?”

The old woman sighed and said, “It’s a long story.”Many years ago, when the tiger was born, he originally lived around the Sun Lake.The father and grandfather of Xiaohu are both monks of the Heavenly Machine, a branch of the Grand Derivatives, known locally for divination.Later, there was a riot in the Sun Lake, and the father of the tiger was unfortunately killed, and I was also slightly injured at that time, losing the repair of the foundation, or the grandfather of the tiger killed a bloody road and sent us out."

"Then his grandfather settled us in a mortal town and led the enemy to escape.It was not until ten years ago that he came back again, and only after a while, and the enemy came after him, and he gave us a few invisibility characters, and they separated from us.I don't know where he went now."

"Me and the little tiger followed his grandfather's instructions, all the way to the Great Yanshan Mountain Temple this side, the road to rely on the invisible spirit, several times escaped the pursuit of killing, it was difficult to get here."Fortunately, I saw the immortal, maybe you are the opportunity of the little tiger grandfather, and asked the immortal to save our mother."

Qin Di said, “If the Tianmu sect is a branch of the great divinity, then it has a little source with me.”But you will tell me what his grandfather said, and let me hear what is going on."

The old woman said, "His grandfather left a piece of jade Jane and asked me to give it to the people I saw at the mountain temple."Say you understand when you see it."He said that he had touched a piece of jade Jane from the clothes.

Qin Di took over the jade Jane's divine knowledge, and saw it written: "The world is in chaos, the spiritual mountains are poured, the flood is flooded, and the four holy people are happy."From the fire of the gods, join the temple, dedicated to the immortal, Yuan Xing托 alone."

The old woman said, "Little tiger surnamed Chu, his grandfather's name is Chu Yuanxing."

Qin flue looked at Yu Jane, did not lift his head, and asked, “People of the characters?”Is he a real baby?”

The old woman replied, "Well, Grandpa Tiger is the second elder of the Heavenly Immortals, and has reached the middle of the Yuanba, and is very famous in divination, even more than the great elder of Tianmu Zong."

Qin Di condensed in the words of Yu Jane, looked at it for a while, only to close the jade Jane, touch the thousand-year-old beads, and began to calculate.

Even after a long time, the look on his face became more and more serious, full of clouds, almost dripping water.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Xiaohu baked the spirit fish, and wanted to eat for the old woman, but the old woman stopped with her eyes.

Chu Xiaohu can only look at Qin Dixie pitifully, hoping that he will finish it sooner.