Xia Yifan was very surprised, and under the trend of curiosity, he followed the source of this voice all the way to find it.

Sure enough, it is a majestic waterfall, and you can see that on both sides of this waterfall, the mountains are steep, and the pines and cypresses are lush.

As far as the eye can see, the water at the top of the waterfall springs up and opens up a meandering river that leads to the foot of the mountain.

Goodbye to this waterfall, slapping against the rocks like an inverted waterfall, and striking a large mist.

Under the refraction of sunlight, a glow of light appears. But when I saw that this glow was not colorful, but two more colors.

A nine-colored glow was formed, and the extra colors turned out to be gold and silver. Xia Yifan was shocked, there was such a strange scene in the world.

This wonder aroused Xia Yifan's strong interest, he wanted to see the whole picture of the waterfall, climbed down the edge of the waterfall rock, Xia Yifan's vigorous figure was like a spirit monkey, and after a while, he came to the middle of the waterfall and found that there was an old plank road, I don't know what year it was built.

Xia Yifan approached the waterfall along the plank road, walked out of the plank road, walked through a large bamboo forest, and vaguely saw a thatched house.

There is also a fence around the perimeter of the hut, which encloses the whole hut. There was also a stone table and two stone benches in front of the house. On one of the stone benches sat an old man with gray hair.

I saw that the old man was holding a bamboo stick in his hand, and he was concentrating on weaving an unfinished bamboo basket.

When the old man saw someone coming towards his hut, he stopped what he was doing and looked up at the visitor. That person was none other than Xia Yifan.

After Xia Yifan approached, the old man beckoned to him and motioned for Xia Yifan to come over, Xia Yifan saw the old man's movements, hurriedly greeted him, and walked to the old man.

On his head covered with snow, he also wore a bun. was holding his white beard and looking at Xia Yifan with a smile on his face.

Xia Yifan walked up to the old man, bent over with his hands in fists, and asked, "Dare to ask the old man, but he is an outsider." The old man just smiled and said nothing, Xia Yifan asked again, "Dare to ask the old man about the nine colors of the waterfall here, you old man knows."

Only then did the old man speak, "You little doll is interesting, you came to my residence, I haven't inquired about your origin, but you ask me so many questions, what is the reason."

Xia Yifan suddenly apologized, and his tone was more respectful. "Don't be weird old man, it's the boy I'm abrupt." The old man interrupted with a wave of his hand, "It's okay, it's okay." I will tell you that this waterfall is called Jiuxia Cave Heaven, which is a blessed land of immortals.

Old man, I'm just staying here, contaminated with some immortal aura."

Xia Yifan was stunned, "Immortal blessed land, do you mean that there are immortals here?" I see that the old man is detached, if there are really immortals here, then you are an old immortal."

The old man heard that Xia Yifan was talking about it, "Haha laughed."

Little doll, you really know how to speak, if you say that the old immortal, isn't your master?" Xia Yifan was surprised, "Do you also know my master, old man?" "Know, know, your master is three hundred and forty-six, and he is already in the realm of earth immortals."

Xia Yifan bent down and saluted again, "Old man, it seems that you are really a hermit outside the square.

Not many people know the age and realm of my master, but you live in this deep mountain, but you are exactly what you say."

The old man said modestly, "Hey... It's just a little bit of a story."

He also said, "Little doll, do you want to know the origin of this Jiuxia Cave Heaven."

Xia Yifan hurriedly nodded and said, "I want to know, can the old man tell me."

The old man handed the half-woven bamboo basket to Xia Yifan, and said with a smile, "I'll tell you if you weave this bamboo basket completely."

Xia Yifan looked depressed, looking at the exquisite weaving of this bamboo basket, not to mention that Xia Yifan can't weave a bamboo basket, even if he can, he can't weave such a delicate bamboo basket.

The old man saw Xia Yifan's embarrassed look and said, "The so-called: lonely yin does not grow, only yang does not grow, yin and yang are interdependent and mutually exclusive.

Dependence is the yin in the yang, and the yang in the yin. Yin and yang will also transform into each other, with the anode giving birth to yin, and the yin giving birth to yang.

That is, these two come out together, and the different names are the same as the mysteries, and the mysteries are the mysteries.

If you hold two bamboo sticks in your left hand, you will see it as yin and yang, and if you hold two bamboo sticks in your right hand, you will see it as yin in yang."

Saying that, the old man gave Xia Yifan a demonstration, and saw the old man holding two bamboo strips in his left and right hands, and his hands shuttled back and forth on the bamboo basket.

Xia Yifan felt as if there was a trace of Daoyun emanating from the old man's fingers, and when the old man finished weaving the entire bamboo basket, he handed it back to Xia Yifan's hand and said, "Little doll, you use this bamboo basket to go to the waterfall over there to pick up a basket."

Xia Yifan did not hesitate when he heard the old man's command.

Because I have seen the Dao Yun emanating from the old man's fingers just now, it is obvious that this old man is a Taoist person.

Xia Yifan took the bamboo basket in the old man's hand and walked towards the waterfall. I was about to pick up the water from the waterfall, but I saw that the nine-colored glow automatically floated into the bamboo basket like spring water.

Xia Yifanmu stood in place stunned, watching the nine-colored waves in the bamboo basket flow, and the contained qi overflowed.

At this moment, what Xia Yifan used the bamboo basket to catch was not the water of the waterfall, but a wisp of Dao Yun between heaven and earth.

Xia Yifan turned around and was about to ask the old man, but when he turned around, he found that the previous thatched hut and the old man were gone, and what disappeared was the waterfall, bamboo forest, and plank road, all of which disappeared one by one.

At this moment, Xia Yifan didn't know where he was, only the bamboo basket and the nine-colored Daoyun in the bamboo basket were still in his hand, as the previous scene disappeared, the Daoyun in the bamboo basket also changed, and I saw the Daoyun surging out of the bamboo basket, starting from Xia Yifan's arm and slowly lingering.

After a while, it wrapped Xia Yifan's whole body.

From a distance, it looks like an easter egg, and I saw that the nine-colored glow gradually shrank, and the wisps of Dao Yun drilled into Xia Yifan's body, at this moment Xia Yifan felt an unknown air flow in his body scurrying in his body, Xia Yifan did not hesitate to quickly meditate on his knees, trying to calm this air flow with the method of qi conduction.

Gradually, this air flow is converged and evenly distributed to the Yintang acupoint of the head, the upper dantian, also known as the "mud pill palace", the middle dantian of the middle acupoint of the chest, and the lower dantian of three inches below the umbilicus.

At this moment, Xia Yifan felt that his mind was clear. The chest was refreshed between the ups and downs, and he tried to feel the internal strength again, and it seemed that all of a sudden the martial arts realm jumped one step in a row and entered the second order of internal strength.

But what Xia Yifan didn't realize was that the benefits of this Dao Yun were not so, and there was also a layer of Jiuxia Protective Dao Light as thin as a cicada's wings attached to his body.

Soon after, this light film slowly disappeared under the skin, but seeing Xia Yifan's not dark skin, it became more delicate and shiny.

At this time, Xia Yifan was fiddling with the empty bamboo basket, thinking to himself, "That Dao Yun is of great benefit to me, so this bamboo basket should not be an ordinary product."

Just as Xia Yifan was fiddling with the bamboo basket, the sharp edge of the bamboo basket cut a cut on Xia Yifan's finger, and bright red blood stained the bamboo basket.

In an instant, the bamboo basket disintegrated on its own, and the bamboo strips shrank and drilled into the wound cut by Xia Yifan's fingers.

After all the bamboo strips were drilled into his body, in Xia Yifan's brain, there was a sudden roar, and Xia Yifan had a splitting headache, and he fainted all of a sudden.

On the other side, Huzi and Jingya had washed and peeled the hares, and enough firewood and branches had been collected.

But after a long time of seeing Xia Yifan come back, the two of them were a little anxious, "It shouldn't be Xia Yifan's accident", Jingya asked Huzi worriedly, "This kid grew up on the mountain, this mountain is Xiaofan's back garden, and you have also seen Xiaofan's skills, how can it be so easy to have an accident, maybe now Xiaofan is rushing to us."

After waiting for a long time, Xiao Fan's figure did not appear, and the sky began to darken, and then the two of them really began to get anxious.

Huzi threw down the hare and said, "It's too late for us to go down the mountain and find someone to help."

Let's go, we walk all the way up the bluestone steps to the mountain, and we will definitely find the Light Cloud Temple, and Xiao Fan's master must have a way to find Xiao Fan's in the view."

Without waiting for Jingya to agree, Huzi pulled Jingya to the mountain, after a long journey the two finally found the light cloud view, seeing that they found the place, the two instantly collapsed at the door of the Taoist temple like a deflated ball, before the two were anxious, with a force of obsession to insist on the tired body to move forward, now see the place, a relaxation, only to feel exhausted.

Huzi reluctantly got up and buckled the copper ring on the door of the wide avenue, and after a while, the door of the Taoist temple was opened, and it was Xia Yifan's master who opened the door.

Before Huzi and Jingya could explain the reason, they saw Lao Dao speak, "Poor Dao has already calculated that you two little babies are going to come here to find Poor Dao, but the strange thing is that I can't deduce your reason, strange, it's really strange."

Huzi hurriedly interrupted, "Master Xiaofan, don't be surprised, Xiaofan ran away on the mountain, you should find a way to find it."

Lao Dao was surprised, "What are you talking about, Xiaofan lost himself on the mountain, impossible, absolutely impossible, who can still lose himself in his own home."

Jing Ya also said, "Master Xiaofan, what Huzi said is true, we went up the mountain with Xiaofan, and Xiaofan went to hunt game for us at noon." Xiaohu and I waited until the sun went down and didn't see Xiaofan come back. Lao Dao realized that something was wrong and said, "You two little babies are not allowed to go anywhere in the Taoist temple, I will go to find Xiaofan."

As soon as the words fell, Lao Dao rushed down the mountain, looking at Lao Dao's anxious appearance, he didn't look like an old man who had lived for more than three hundred years.

At this moment, Lao Dao is also anxious, and the reason why he is really anxious is that in the past few months when Xia Yifan went down the mountain, Lao Dao has been extinguished, and the female ghost in the palace costume who was subdued before was escaped by the female ghost in the palace when Lao Dao was not paying attention.

As soon as the female ghost escaped, it would be even more difficult to catch it again.

Lao Dao only hated himself for being careless, and now he learned that his apprentice was missing, and his apprentice's life was peculiar, and Lao Dao was not ugly.

connected the escape of the palace costume female ghost and the disappearance of the apprentice. The more Lao Dao thinks about it, the more he has no bottom in his heart, and he can't catch ghosts in his own disciples.

Isn't this the answer to that sentence, the old birthday star hanged himself, is his life too long?