The great elder said nothing.
However, the sparkle in his eyes kept flickering.
Suddenly, he picked up the wine glass on the table, paused, and finally took a sip.
"Tsk!"
The great elder made a meaningful sound in his mouth, and then swallowed it.
"Six years."
Slowly putting down the wine glass, the elder looked at Qiu Fei.
His tone left no room for doubt, "Qiu Can will not join the Gu Xuan Sect, and his cultivation will be carried out under the guidance of the family elders.
The six-year monthly routine for the disciples of the Defense Hall is the highest authority that I, the great elder, can issue.
Haven't you been looking for the whereabouts of your parents? Wouldn't joining Guxuanmen fulfill your wish?
Or, there is information related to their disappearance in the Ancient Xuan Sect. Now, tell me your final decision. "
The great elder's words both inside and outside revealed the intention of coercion, and also offered a certain temptation of benefits, a typical combination of carrot and stick!
final decision?
Qiu Fei sneered in his heart, with your attitude of overwhelming others, how can I refuse?
"Oh well."
Qiu Fei agreed reluctantly.
Inwardly, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
It was really tiring to play the game of retreating in order to advance, and if I was not sure of my propriety, my secret would be exposed in front of this mature elder.
Then, his wish to join the Ancient Xuanmen would be in vain.
The original owner's original intention was to join the Gu Xuan Sect, otherwise, he would not have participated in the arena competition.
Since Qiu Fei accepted this body, he naturally wanted to fulfill the original owner's wish.
In this Black Dragon Continent, where force is the most respected and strength is the most powerful, if you want to live a long and prosperous life, in addition to your own cultivation, you must also have a strong backer.
Joining the Guxuan Sect is undoubtedly embracing a thick leg.
With a solid foundation to protect ourselves, we can plan and practice well, right?
Now, the Great Elder is asking for help on his own head. How could Qiu Fei let go of such a good opportunity so easily?
The reason why he refused without hesitation and even suggested that Qiu Can join was because he didn't want to appear too eager.
At this time, those who do not strive for more benefits for themselves are fools.
Now, he had joined the Ancient Xuan Sect as he wished, and received an additional generous compensation from his family.
The most important thing is that it makes the great elder feel that he owes him a favor.
Qiu Fei felt so happy about achieving three birds with one stone.
However, Qiu Fei still said tactfully on the surface: "Great Elder, how about becoming an inner disciple? With my rubbish qualifications, I guess it's not enough. So don't rush me!"
Hearing that Qiu Fei finally chose to agree, the great elder also breathed a sigh of relief, and his gloomy expression relaxed.
"Five-year period."
The Great Elder smiled relaxedly and said: "In five years, Gu Xuan Sect will not make any big moves, and maybe after five years it will not happen.
I think, with the sufficient cultivation resources of the Ancient Xuan Sect, it is not impossible to become an inner disciple even with five spiritual roots. "
Qiu Fei was not as optimistic as the Great Elder, but he did not refuse the Great Elder's proposal.
What it will be like in five years, who knows.
After thinking for a while, Qiu Fei asked: "Great Elder, will the other three families send people to join the Gu Xuan Sect to find out the news like us?"
"of course."
The great elder snorted coldly, "Those young men who were invited are the chess pieces laid out by the three major families in advance.
Because of their spiritual roots, after they join the Ancient Xuan Sect, they will receive special care from the top management and will soon become inner disciples.
It's a pity that Xiao Can's level is a little low and he was not invited.
If the family quota is used to send him in, he can only start from the lowest level of outer disciple, which is very detrimental to his growth. "
After Qiu Fei heard this, he nodded secretly in his heart.
Qiu Can has a middle-grade golden spirit root. This kind of cultivation qualification is considered to be at the genius level in Fengyun City, and his future achievements are limitless.
Letting him hang out with the cultivators at the bottom of the Ancient Xuan Sect will not only be detrimental to his growth, but will also lead to him becoming ineffective over time.
Cultivators are essentially competing with heaven for destiny, and what they cultivate is their mind.
Qiu Fei had long expected that after detecting the middle-grade spiritual root, Qiu Can's growth path was destined to be extraordinary, and he was as expected.
Not only was he valued by the family's senior leaders, but a blueprint for his cultivation path had been planned for him.
The next step is to concentrate the family's high-quality resources on him, hoping to become a strong cultivator as soon as possible.
Qiu Fei just thought about this kind of generous treatment in his heart and couldn't envy him.
At this time, I heard the great elder chuckle and say: "Xiao Can can't go, isn't it an advantage for you? You are still pushing back."
As he said that, the great elder shook his head repeatedly.
Qiu Fei also smiled awkwardly, unable to answer the question.
Next, the two of them drank, drank and ate meat, talking and laughing, and had a great time talking.
In his previous life, Qiu Fei knew how to drink. After participating in the coming-of-age ceremony today, he is now an adult and can naturally drink freely.
Half an hour later, the two of them were full of wine and food, burping with wine, and left, returning to the family.
In order to prevent long nights and long dreams, Qiu Fei went to the family's internal affairs hall soon after returning home and received the six-year monthly schedule for the defense hall disciples promised by the great elder.
The monthly examples include pills, spiritual herbs and spiritual stones.
Ordinary family disciples usually only have pills and spiritual medicinal materials, but not spiritual stones.
Spiritual stones are expensive and difficult to mine. Only the disciples of the Cultivation Hall and the Defense Hall within the family can provide them.
The monthly routine for the disciples of the Guardian Hall consists of two bottles of low-grade elixirs, two low-grade spiritual herbs, and two low-grade spiritual stones the size of a little finger.
Converted into silver tael, six years of monthly income is also a considerable amount of wealth.
The elixir pills can be swallowed directly, and the refined medicinal effect can assist the cultivator in improving his or her internal strength, which is very useful.
The spirit stones can be used for direct cultivation.
The spiritual stone contains rich spiritual energy, which can enable cultivators to achieve twice the result with half the effort during cultivation.
Qiu Fei had no use for those low-level spiritual medicinal materials at the moment, so he exchanged them for silver on the spot.
The next day, Qiu Fei came to the west of the city, where Su Yumei's family lived.
After joining the Guxuan Sect, Qiu Fei naturally wanted to tell them the good news and make them happy.
By the way, he also wanted to pull Su Yumei's little hand.
After pulling it yesterday, the smooth, soft, and warm feeling had been lingering in his mind. He couldn't get rid of it, and he always fantasized about touching it again.
The west part of the city is a relatively poor area of Fengyun City. Most of the areas here are low-rise wooden houses. The streets are narrow and very crowded when walking there.
Qiu Fei came to Su Yumei's house.
This is a mud house with a front yard and a back yard. The so-called yard is just a kitchen for cooking, and there is no more space.
The back house is just a small room of less than ten square meters. Not only is the light dim, but it also has a pavilion built in the middle and is divided into two floors.
Su Yumei lived in the attic on the upper floor, and Su Daxiong and his wife lived below. Although it was a bit crowded, the family of three got along happily.
The door is closed.
Qiu Fei was about to knock on the door when the door was suddenly opened from the inside, revealing a young and clean face.
Qiu Fei's hand that knocked on the door stopped in mid-air.
At this time, a friendly and sweet voice came to my ears, "Minzhou, come back and play with Yumei when you have time."
The voice of Su Yumei's mother Jiang Qinluo.
"Okay, Auntie."
The young man turned around and smiled sweetly, glanced back at Qiu Fei, rubbed his body and stepped out of the threshold.
"Xiao Fei?"
Jiang Qinluo saw Qiu Fei.
When Su Yumei and Jiang Qinluo saw off Qiu Fei, their bright smiles immediately turned into surprise.
"Aunt Jiang, let me see Yumei."
Qiu Fei walked into the door with a smile.
"Mom, I'm tired."
Su Yumei ignored Qiu Fei at all, turned around and entered the back house, giving Qiu Fei a cold look from behind.
Jiang Qinluo looked at her daughter's back and sighed softly.
She put on a smile and said to Qiu Fei: "Xiao Fei came just in time, Aunt Jiang is just trying to find you."
Qiu Fei asked: "Aunt Jiang, what can you do?"
"Is such that."
Jiang Qinluo rubbed his hands, looking like he was having trouble speaking. After mumbling for a long time, he finally said, "Let's just forget about your marriage to Yumei..."
Qiu Fei was stunned for a moment, then woke up.
Is this the legendary divorce?
Shouldn't it be the poor boy who broke off the engagement with your lady? Why is it that when it is my turn, I am a girl from a poor family and not worthy of a rich family?
It seems that the rubbish spiritual roots are still to blame!
When the spiritual root test results were announced yesterday, Su Yumei and her daughter turned around and left, which sealed today's results.
Is this a routine operation for time travellers?
I should be angry at being bullied like this.
But why can't I feel angry at all?
Even, does it still feel a little funny?
Do you want to say: Thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty?
Please!
We are a time traveler in the 21st century, a diligent and low-key worker. What kind of women have not been seen online?
Getting married and having children has long been no longer a priority.
break off an engagement?
I wish I could!
It's just a pity that Su Yumei's soft and boneless little hands have just touched it once, and there will be no chance again.
In just this moment, many random thoughts flashed through Qiu Fei's mind.
Jiang Qinluo turned around and entered the back house.
After a while, she walked out of it with a red piece of paper in her hand.
Seeing this red paper, Qiu Fei understood.
This is the contract signed by the two families when they engaged in marriage, which is equivalent to a marriage contract. Since they regretted the engagement, they naturally had to return their respective contracts.
Qiu Fei also has a copy of such a contract and has always kept it close to him.
"Today... let's cancel this marriage."
Jiang Qinluo handed the contract to Qiu Fei, "Qiu Fei, Yumei is still young. You have seen how poor our family is. It is not worthy of your Qiu family's high family status."
Qiu Fei took the contract and without looking at it, tore it into pieces in front of Jiang Qinluo and threw it on the ground.
Then, he took out his treasured contract book from his arms and handed it to Jiang Qinluo, along with a jade piece two fingers wide.
This piece of jade was a token that Su Daxiong took out during the engagement.
Jiang Qinluo saw it and quickly turned around and entered the back house.
Soon, her voice came from the house asking Su Yumei, "Xiaomei, where is the pendant that Uncle Qiu gave you back then? Where did you put it?"
"That broken piece of iron?"
Su Yumei's voice sounded in the house, "How could I remember where to put it? Mom, you look through the box where the sundries are kept. After such a long time, who can remember..."
"You kid..."
Jiang Qinluo complained.
Then, there was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the back house.
Accompanied by Su Yumei's extremely disdainful voice, "It's just a piece of rotten iron, luckily he can give it away..."
After a while, Jiang Qinluo walked out of the back house.
There was a pendant in her hand, a two-inch piece of iron hanging from a silver necklace.
Because of its age, the iron piece has turned black, as if it had been smeared with a layer of black lead.
No wonder Su Yumei threw it into the grocery box. It was really hard to wear this thing, especially when the other party was a beautiful girl.
Qiu Fei took the pendant and hung it around his neck.
This is the only item left in the world by the original owner's parents. It has commemorative significance, and Qiu Fei cannot throw it away due to emotion and reason.
Even if it doesn't look good.
