Uncle Jiu thought for a while and then slowly said: "I see that your beard and hair are all white, and you have an immortal spirit. I wonder if you will live a long life?"

Chen Shi coughed lightly and said quite proudly: "As of this year, he is already six hundred and thirty-one years old."

"What is the state of the true body?" Uncle Jiu asked again.

"There is only a thin line between becoming an immortal and becoming an ancestor."

Uncle Jiu nodded and said in a deep voice: "I want your lifetime of spiritual enlightenment."

Chen Shi was dumbfounded: "I don't have the habit of recording my spiritual insights, how can I give this to you?"

Uncle Jiu raised his hand and pointed: "Sit down and discuss the Tao and explain it in detail."

Chen Shi thought about it again and again, and finally agreed: "Okay, I'll be as detailed as possible. As for resources..."

He turned his hands and summoned a white lotus that released a little bit of divine brilliance. Facing Qin Yao, he said sincerely: "This thing is the biggest opportunity I have encountered in my more than six hundred years of practice. The flower wrapped in it is called

Vast divine power. It’s a pity that I don’t have a divine status, so I am destined to have no blessings. I will lend you flowers today, hoping you will be satisfied.”

Qin Yao stretched out his hand to catch the lotus, feeling the surging divine power in it, and a strange light flashed quickly in his eyes.

This energy is only stronger than Meng Qi's demon pill!

A man will not be rich without windfall, and a horse will not be fat without night grass. This is a wise saying.

"Do you have any other questions, Taoist Master?" Chen Shi asked again.

Qin Yao held the white lotus in his hand and chuckled: "What if I don't say enough?"

Chen Shi dusted his sleeves in a leisurely manner and said seriously: "That will break through my bottom line. I can only complain to Hades through other springs."

Qin Yao nodded: "Then I have no problem, please excuse me."

Later, Uncle Jiu and Chen Shi sat down face to face, and Chen Shi began to talk about his own insights into Taoism when he first came into contact with it, with a sincere attitude.

Uncle Jiu listened quietly, and when he encountered something he was interested in, he would ask something, and Chen Shidang would explain it in detail.

Qin Yao held the white lotus in his hand, turned around and walked towards the door. As he walked, the white lotus in his hand disappeared.

"Flower, flower, when will you sprout?"

At this moment, Sanqi was sitting on a wicker chair in the courtyard holding a flowerpot, mumbling something.

"Chen Shi, didn't you tell me? It needs spiritual energy to germinate and bloom." Qin Yao came to her and sat on the wicker chair opposite her.

"Aura irrigation..." Sanqi blinked, surprisingly cute: "Is the aura in my body okay?"

Qin Yao shook his head: "You are a demon, and the spiritual energy in your body is demonic. The manzhushahua irrigated by the demonic energy may turn into a demonic flower, the kind that steals people's soul."

"Then what should we do?" Sanqi said disappointedly.

Qin Yao lifted up his robe, folded his right leg over his left leg, and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair: "Meng Po's tears have magical power and can make the iron tree blossom, including the Manzhu Shahua."

"My tears?" Sanqi pointed back at her nose, with a look of astonishment on her face.

Qin Yao nodded: "Yes, your tears."

Sanqi pursed her lips, brought the flower pot close to her face and said slumped: "I can't cry..."

Qin Yao: "Nothing sad?"

"No."

Qin Yao pondered: "Do you need me to help you?"

Sanqi's eyes lit up: "I need it, of course I need it. My biggest wish now is to see the flowers bloom on the other side."

Qin Yao thought for a while and said softly: "Do you know what father's love is? Have you ever felt father's love? Everyone else has a father, but you don't, don't you feel lost?"

Sanqi: "I don't know what father's love is, and I have never felt father's love, but I have mother's love. As long as my mother-in-law is here, I will never be lost."

Qin Yao: "..."

After a moment of silence, he said again: "Your mother left you, won't you be sad?"

"She only left for a short time and will come back eventually." Sanqi said.

Qin Yao: "..."

"Other children have toys, all kinds of food, and can enjoy all kinds of scenery, but you, with only this eight hundred miles of sand sea for company, are you not lonely?"

"Don't I still have you here?" Sanqi asked back.

"We will all leave eventually!"

"But Aniang will come back eventually."

Qin Yao: "..."

He understands.

Meng Qi is the armor on Sanqi's weak side. As long as Meng Qi is still alive, even if he is not in hell, Sanqi's life will not be gloomy, there will be no pain, and it will naturally be difficult for Sanqi to shed tears.

"How about I beat you up and make you cry?"

Sanqi: "?"

Listen.

Is this human talk?

"Just give him a beating and he'll be fine in two days, but your flowers have bloomed." Qin Yao advised.

Sanqi shook her head crazily: "My mother-in-law has never hit me."

Qin Yao had no choice but to give up: "By the way, will there be tears in your eyes when you yawn?"

Sanqi: "I don't yawn."

"Then when you are sleepy..."

"Go to sleep when you're tired."

Qin Yao: "..."

Forget it, he can't help with this.

"I am a demon, but you are not." Sanqi's heart moved, and she gently placed the flower pot on the table: "Your aura can also help me irrigate the flowers."

Qin Yao looked directly into her eyes and said, "If that's the case, then does this potted flower still belong to you, Manzhu Shahua?!"

Sanqi blinked, unable to tell what emotion was causing it, and actually gave up the idea of ​​begging the other party to cast a spell...

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