Seeking immortality.

Chapter 11 The Immortal Gate's Compensation

Qin Yan's performance, the white-clothed fairy envoy naturally also saw it in his eyes, and secretly sighed. This son's xinxing aptitude is really first-class, but it is a pity that he was born at an untimely time. If there were enough spiritual pills a few years ago, he would His xinxing aptitude can be more or less recognized by the immortal sect, as long as the spiritual root that is opened is not too bad, it is considered a good immortal seedling.

However, there are so few Kailing Pills this year.

Shi Ye, fate also, in vain, he stepped forward and opened the door of the attic.

From the outside, this building looks majestic. After entering, I found that it was much more spacious than I imagined. All kinds of treasures.

Qin Yan was dumbfounded.

It's not that I'm shocked by this huge wealth, but that the immortals don't eat fireworks in the world, what do they do to collect these gold, silver and jewels?
For more than ten years, although he has devoted himself to cultivating the Immortal Seeking Book, in his spare time, he also reads some miscellaneous books, especially those related to monks, which is very enjoyable.

Legend has it that immortal cultivators can not only move mountains and seas, ride clouds and fog, but also turn grains, turn their hands into clouds, and turn their hands into rain. Worldly wealth is meaningless to them. Power, gold, silver and wealth are like dung to them. Only some natural and earthly treasures can make monks flock to them.

But what's going on right now?
Seemingly seeing the doubts in Qin Yan's heart, the immortal envoy in white who had been silent all the way finally spoke: "We monks naturally don't need the worldly wealth in front of us, but..."

The other party made a long story short and began to tell.

And Qin Yan also understood the whole story from the other party's words.

You must know that in theory, everyone can embark on the road of cultivating immortals through enlightenment, but in practice, this is often not the case.

Not to mention the situation of mortals, even the heirs of the Xiuxian family may not be suitable for everyone to embark on the rough road to immortality. There are usually trade-offs. After all, resources are limited. Even those big Xiuxian families usually only They will focus on cultivating disciples with excellent xinxing and aptitude, and some small families will concentrate all their resources on one person.

What about the rest of the offspring?

They may not be suitable for the path of immortality, or they may be abandoned due to insufficient resources. No matter what the reason is, it is impossible for the Xiuxian family to really ignore this part of their flesh and blood.

At least arrange their lives.

Even if you can't become a monk in this life, at least you must be able to command the wind and rain among mortals, and at the end of the day, you must have no worries about food and clothing, and live a prosperous life.

So these yellow and white things, the land title deeds, have uses, and the Xianmen and the Xiuxian family are originally interdependent. No wonder.

Knowing the whole story, Qin Yan became more and more strange: "Master Immortal Envoy, then you bring me here..."

The immortal envoy surnamed Tang sighed: "I was originally born as a mortal, and I won't hide it from you. The fairy sect did not behave properly in this matter, and I really feel ashamed of you."

"Ashamed of me?"

A complex look flashed across Qin Yan's face, but he didn't speak, but waited for the other party to continue.

"So after discussion, the elders decided to give you some compensation. You don't have to think about the chance of opening the spirit. There are only so many spirit opening pills. Since the Ouyang family has offered a treasure like the thousand-year-old ginseng, Xianmen must show something. The only requirement is that Ouyang Chun get the chance to open his spirit, and it is impossible for the Immortal Sect to refuse this proposal, so I have to let you down..."

Qin Yan didn't open his mouth, but just clenched his fists tightly. To be honest, it's not that he doesn't understand the difficulties of Xianmen. Perhaps in their opinion, such a decision is the best and everyone is happy, but whoever asked me, whoever asked me After considering my feelings, after ten years of hard work and countless sacrifices, I finally had the opportunity to embark on this road of cultivating immortals, but at the last moment, I was wasted.

Whoever it is, who can be reconciled, is obviously only one step away, and he can embark on the fairy road.

But having said that, even though there were thousands of grievances in his heart, Qin Yan didn't open his mouth, because the matter had come to this point, and he knew that it was meaningless to object no matter how much he opposed.

Whether it's crying or shouting, it will only make the other party look down on him. His mood is obviously extremely sad, but his expression is extremely flat, as if he is talking about a question that has nothing to do with him: "Then what is the fairy gate going to do? Compensate me?"

A look of surprise flashed across the face of the fairy envoy in white. Qin Yan's performance was really too calm. People often say that happiness and anger are invisible, but the young man in front of him is only a little older, let alone he encountered such a situation just now. The big change, to put it bluntly, is that those old monsters and great practitioners who have lived for hundreds of years, it is difficult to show such calm and calm when they are in a different place, and how old is he?

This kind of disposition is really suitable for cultivating immortals. It is a big mistake to give up such a good fairy seedling because the fairy gate is just a thousand-year-old ginseng.

The man in white was thinking like this, but it's a pity that he is just an ordinary disciple in the fairy gate, and it's not his turn to comment on the elders' choices.

Shaking his head and putting this inexplicable thought behind him, the man in white said again: "You have lost the qualification to open the spirit, and this is irreparable. Now Xianmen gives you a chance to choose again. Do you want to sit on a thousand hectares of fertile land?" , marry a few beautiful wives and beautiful concubines, and be a carefree rich man, or yearn for a knife-edge licking blood, a life of pleasure and hatred, you choose yourself."

Prosperity and wealth are at your fingertips, peerless martial arts are also in front of you, and the compensation given by Xianmen is not stingy. For ordinary people, these things are all dreams.

It may not be possible to spend a lifetime of struggle.

Qin Yan only needs to nod his head, and he can enjoy himself for the rest of his life. It is absolutely difficult to resist such a temptation to live in a different place with another person.

However, these are not what Qin Yan wants.

Rich man, eat and wait to die?

Even if it is a happy life, it is just a waste of food.

Peerless martial arts?

Becoming the leader of the martial arts alliance is nothing more than a handful of loess after a hundred years, and facing immortal cultivators, so-called martial arts masters, do they have the power to fight back?
"These are meaningless to me, I just want to stay in Luoxuezong." Qin Yan sighed, his voice was low, but his expression was extremely firm.

"Junior Brother Qin, why are you so persistent." Perhaps because of his love for talent, the white-clothed fairy's tone softened a lot: "What's the use of you staying? To obtain the spirit root, you must open the spirit before, how old are you now, you were born in the first month, in this short half a year, you cannot have the opportunity to regain the open spirit pill."

"If you miss it, you will miss it. Listen to my advice. Even if we mortals embark on the road of cultivating immortals, the difficulties we face are unimaginable. Why not be satisfied with this, become a rich man, or learn that peerless martial arts... "

(End of this chapter)