Chapter 23: Farewell and Gifts

In the Changqing Medical Center, the atmosphere was silent, and neither of them spoke.

Shen Qi suddenly laughed in relief: "Okay, Xiaolan, you are a genius and your future is limitless. Come on!"

"By the way, let's go to my house together later. I miss your pickled fish a little bit, haha..."

Jiang Lan responded with a smile: "Okay, I'm going to prepare it right now, and I will definitely come up with my best dish!"

With that said, he ran out while the vegetable market was still closed.

Shen Qi touched the iron token in his hand, which had the word Jiang Lan written on it.

He put the token close to his body and looked at the falling snow outside the window.

"Time flies so fast. Maybe it would be good to give that thing to Xiaolan. Anyway, my family has not suffered any loss, and we can also form a good relationship."

This is the reason why Shen Qi suddenly invited Jiang Lan to his home.

At night, a small courtyard in the city was bustling with activity.

"Here comes the pickled fish!" Jiang Lan placed a large pot of delicious food on the dining table.

Then he wiped his hands on his apron.

The dining table is already full of dishes, such as spicy and sour potato shreds, Kung Pao chicken...

This winter, in addition to hot pot, spicy food is also good.

"Xiaolan, stop working so hard, come and eat, there's no room for it on the table!"

A gentle woman greeted with a smile.

This is Shen Qi's wife Tian Yuyan, who is also an amazing cook!

Shen Qi opened a bottle of rice wine and poured some into two glasses, but Tian Yuyan slapped him with a chopstick.

"Xiaolan is still young, how can he drink!"

After getting acquainted with him, he naturally knew that Jiang Lan, who looked 15 or 6 years old, was actually a child who was less than 9 years old.

But the couple was shocked.

Shen Qi rubbed his head in embarrassment and apologized with a smile: "Look at me, but you forgot that Xiaolan doesn't look like a child at all!"

Jiang Lan nodded and then sat down together.

It was a lovely dinner...

An hour later, Jiang Lan was ready to leave. Shen Qi stood up and saw him off.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Jiang Lan looked at the elegant middle-aged man and said:

"Doctor Shen, go back. It's cold. We will meet again in the future."

"Well, I know... By the way, this is for you."

Shen Qi took out a book and handed it over, looking at Jiang Lan's puzzled eyes with longing memories.

"I haven't told you before, but my grandfather is an immortal cultivator!"

Jiang Lan was indeed shocked: "Huh?"

"Haha, yes, our family was very famous at that time!"

"My grandfather's dream was to cultivate us into a family of immortal cultivators. He even wrote several copies of the techniques he practiced."

"What I give you is one of them, and the content is all written by the old man himself!"

"Unfortunately, there was no longer a spiritual root person in our family. My grandfather passed away with regret."

Shen Qi sighed and looked at Jiang Lan with soft eyes.

"Xiao Lan, you are a genius. Maybe you have that spiritual root, so I entrust it to you and go see that magical world for us!"

Jiang Lan didn't know what to say for a moment. He never expected that he would receive such a gift. It was too precious.

But he really needed it and couldn't refuse.

Shen Qi looked at this calm child, showing such a tangled expression for the first time, and couldn't help laughing:

"Don't be embarrassed. I still have several copies at home. There is no loss in giving you one. On the contrary, if you can become an immortal cultivator, then we will make a lot of money!"

"Like I said, go check it out for me!"

Shen Qi patted Jiang Lan on the shoulder.

Jiang Lan looked at the elegant man in front of him, and it could be seen that he longed for that world, but unfortunately, he did not have the spiritual qualifications.

"I will, Doctor Shen. I will never thank you for your kindness. If so, I can really become an immortal and make the decision..."

"When the time comes, the descendants of the Shen family can bring that token and make a request to me, and I will try my best to satisfy it!"

Shen Qi smiled and nodded.

Jiang Lan took a few steps back, bowed to Shen Qi, and then walked along the road to the inn.

Shen Qi watched Jiang Lan leave and sent blessings in his heart.

"Cultivation as an immortal is so difficult... I hope you can achieve something! Goodbye, Xiaolan!"

After the figure disappeared, Shen Qi returned to the house and continued his ordinary life.

...

Jiang Lan returned to the inn, took a deep breath, and took out the Kung Fu in his arms.

""The Secret of Evergreen"..."

Jiang Lan opened it and read it carefully. There were many notes beside it, explaining some of the basics of the world of immortality.

If you want to step into the world of cultivation, you must either train your body or train your Qi.

Moreover, Qi training has a broader future, as this world is also dominated by Qi training.

You need to have spiritual roots to get started with qi training. Those without spiritual roots can only take the path of physical training, but the cost is very high.

"This is a wood-attribute skill. I don't know if I have wood attributes. According to what it says, as long as you have spiritual roots, you can practice it."

As long as there is a spiritual root, it has all five elements, but it is divided into grades according to the most prominent attribute.

Therefore, as long as you have spiritual roots, you can practice "Evergreen Jue", but it may not be suitable.

Of course, there are some strange spiritual roots in this world, such as thunder, wind, and ice. If Jiang Lan has these types of spiritual roots, then "Evergreen Jue" is not suitable for him.

"No matter what, let's learn first!"

An hour later, Jiang Lan put down the technique, and the contents were all memorized in his mind!

In fact, with Jiang Lan's [Photographic Memory], he could remember it by flipping through it once, but after all, it was his first time to read it, so he needed to study it word by word.

It took Jiang Lan an hour to finish reading it, and he, with his excellent comprehension, had already learned it.

He knew exactly what he was going to do next.

"Next, let's see if I have spiritual roots. Damn, this feels like playing a card-drawing game in my previous life."

Jiang Lan complained, closed his eyes, emptied his mind, and silently recited the formula in his heart.

Ten minutes...

Twenty minutes...

One hour...

Jiang Lan couldn't hold on any longer, so he stopped, picked up the book, and flipped through it quickly, matching one by one.

"That's right, that's it!"

Jiang Lan admitted that he was a little impatient, but an hour had passed, and according to the book, if there were spiritual roots, it would be impossible not to feel anything.

"Could it be that I really don't have spiritual roots?"

Jiang Lan scratched his head in anger, wailed, and lay down on the bed. The moonlight outside shone in through the window.

It was already early in the morning, but Jiang Lan was still not sleepy. He looked at the moonlight and thought about many things, but he didn't want to give up.

After Jiang Lan calmed down, he changed his title to [Late Night Sitter].

Continue to practice!

"I don't believe it. I have a system! System, learn it for me!"

An hour passed...

Three hours passed...

Five hours passed...

It was dawn...