When the old man mustered up the courage to gather his strength and returned to the cave, he saw a scene that he could not have imagined. The 'Golden Ding' inside is enough to withstand the impact of 10,000 catties of huge force, although the name is cheesy, but the preciousness of this tripod is undoubted, when he saw the brass fragments all over the ground, Ye Nantian felt that there was magma called grief and anger surging between his chest and abdomen.

But before the grief erupted to destroy the cave, a voice so faint that it was almost impossible to hear sounded in the ears of the old man, who was nervously watching the movement except for the brass fragments. Immediately, the old man forgot what the 'golden tripod' was, and his eyes only looked at the unknowable place where the voice came from and doubted auditory hallucinations. "Water, water, water," I couldn't believe it, I was more afraid, worried that I was having auditory hallucinations due to excessive hunger, but my body reacted honestly.

Ye Nantian trembled as he approached the place where the brass fragments were the largest and most numerous, and there was also a low-lying area full of gray mud. No matter how slow the pace is, the distance is not long, and there will be a time when the walk will be finished, and the old man will force himself not to have too much hope, so that he will not be too sad and sad after disappointment. The first thing that catches my mind is not the ash and mud on the ground, nor the brass shards on the ground, but the flawless light that I glanced down at in the middle of the night eight years ago.

This pair of transparent and clear light swept away the darkness and filth in his heart, Ye Nantian cried and laughed like a child, tears and snot couldn't stop flowing out, and he reached out to wipe it more and more, but there was a smile on his eyebrows and eyes. "What an ignorant child, the ground is so dirty, and he doesn't stand up quickly. "He complained, but he had already bent down and carefully peeled off the mud that covered someone's body, these were real pickled things, and the stench was enough to smoke ordinary people.

It's just that the old man only has the grandson who opened and closed his eyes for a moment, where can he care about the bad smell, the mud stained with the skin quickly condensed and solidified, and it will cause immeasurable damage to the skin after a long time, and then it will be a troublesome matter, so you need to race against time, you can't take care of saving some energy, I saw the old man's fingers like a butterfly dancing through flowers, and those mud cubes turned into powder and scattered on the ground.

It was night, it was supposed to be said that the deep hinterland of this cave, the entrance passage was curved and narrow, and there would be no light source to enter, but I didn't know that the sorrow from the distant starry sky illuminated the holy face, shining, Ye Nantian was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to throw away the 'monster' in his hand, but this thought was ruthlessly extinguished as soon as it was generated.

Who could bear to bully a weak child who had no power to fight back, especially this who was still his nominal grandfather, his father in life, and a teacher in morality, morality, intellect and physique, so the old man decisively put the prepared clothes on Ye Guchen. Then he looked around without hesitation, and found that there was nothing left, and with a sigh, he spread out his arms and went out like a 'fly'.

Out of the cave, Ye Nantian stomped on the ground with one foot, as if he had stepped on some mechanism or seemed to use a wonderful martial art, this cave that had been opened up for eight years, including the passage, was swallowed up by endless mud, sand and gravel in the blink of an eye. Of course, there are also painful, bleak, sad and joyful memories of more than 200 times of entering and leaving year after year. After standing and watching for a while, the old man finally made sure that he had not forgotten anything, and then floated down to the top of the mountain.

After a night of nothing, the old man took care of his grandson, and soon lay down on the rattan chair with a snoring sound, and fell asleep, really tired these days. In a small dark room not far away, half-open windows, a cold wooden bed, thin sheets, and someone lying on the bed with their eyes open and unable to sleep. Yes, Ye Guchen had woken up, and after waking up, he found the differences in his body, which made him feel panicked and uneasy in terms of cultivation, but he couldn't talk to anyone lightly.

He could clearly 'see' the blood-white fluid flowing through his body, flowing into his heart and pumping out all over his body, and he could 'see' black dots being filtered out of his lungs and flowing into his kidneys as some kind of fluid flowed to his kidneys, and he could 'see' the summer cicadas breaking through the soil outside the yard, and the white-striped spiders that opened their webs to prey on insects. Even he vaguely felt the breath of the wind, sometimes soft and sometimes whistling, traveling with the wind, 'seeing' the scenery that he usually can't see, very beautiful, very intoxicated.

This kind of taste experience is rare, Ye Guchen is reluctant to wake up, and the consequence is dizziness, brain exhaustion and almost fainting, lying on the bed wheezing violently, breathing in the cold air, so as to suppress the shock and trance in his heart. "Can I be considered to have entered the cultivation realm?" After eight years of idleness, the young man devoted his time to reading, which proved to increase wisdom and insight, of course, his original purpose at a young age was to relieve his fatigue.

Naturally, I chose all kinds of novels with interesting stories, myths and legends, monsters, spirits and demons. One of the most fascinating to him is the 'cultivation of immortals' fairy ghost novels, the word Xiuzhen fascinates him the most, turning the clouds and the sea, flying with a sword, building mountains and breaking the sea, these are the pictures that make people's blood boil and want to replace them with their bodies, and now it may come true, how to be unhappy and happy.

So the dizziness and temporary blindness caused by this did not make the teenager depressed. When I was happy, time passed quickly, and it was dawn in the blink of an eye, and the teenager who was tired for half a night still insisted on getting up to make breakfast, and the habit he developed was already very bad after three days. Before he could straighten his waist, a pair of powerful hands stopped him, "Your body is still very weak, you have to rest, don't be busy during this time." Grandpa wasn't old enough to serve people. ”

Looking up, the sun is still warm, that's what I mean, looking at his grandfather's warm smile, the unknown little dirt hidden in Ye Guchen's heart seems to be instantly wiped out by the light. "Well, Grandpa does whatever he says. The young man knew that playing with a child's temperament was the most disgusting at this time, and the fact was indeed as Ye Nantian said, he was very weak, so weak that he didn't know where the weakness came from, which made him panic, but this feeling could not be appealed to, the old man saw the problem of the young man, but wisely did not explain.

After this hurdle, the teenager is no longer the child who needs to be vigilant and worried at the beginning, and try to let him learn to deal with problems by himself, find problems, and finally solve them. This is what a good teacher should do. After Grandpa walked out, Ye Guchen looked at the small roof, looked at the holes on the roof, and the holes that broke his heart every rainy season, he actually looked at it and laughed. "Ye Guchen, from today onwards, you have a new life!"

Outside, the light of the morning sun shines through the clouds on the mountains and dense forests, shining on a small black house, such a beautiful and joyful morning, it is a good scenery worth hoping for in the future.