So who is the destined person, the big white snake doesn't know. She has been waiting here for a very long time, and she can't count how many years it has, but until now she has not seen the figure of the heir of the Book of Heaven. And the Xuanji hermit has also waited for countless days and nights, and he has not seen a single person come here to receive the book of heaven.

So what year are they going to wait, the Great White Snake doesn't know, and the Xuanji Hermit never seems to have mentioned it.

Who is the heir of the Book of Heaven and when will he be able to come here to receive the Book of Heaven, it seems that Uncle Hermit has no bottom in his heart.

He just practiced here day after day, and the world doesn't know how many centuries have passed. But the hermit still seemed to be the same, with a long beard, and no one could tell how old he was.

The big white snake only knew that she had been cultivating with the hermit for a long time, and the hermit still studied the scriptures in the cave every day, and the big white snake patrolled back and forth in front of the cave every day, deterring all birds and beasts that could move around, and preventing anyone from coming here to destroy the hermit's cultivation.

Little White Snake gradually grew up, but compared to her older siblings, Little White Snake seemed to be a little smaller, and her brothers and sisters always laughed at her for being a little bit bigger.

In addition to following her mother out to hunt, she spent most of her time accompanying the hermit in cultivation, listening to the hermit's uncle reciting scriptures every day, and quietly observing the hermit's every move.

The little white snake wanted to memorize the hermit's every move in her mind, although she had no hands or feet, but she imitated people's every move in her mind, listened carefully to the hermit's uncle's words, and observed every movement of the hermit uncle.

She imagined that if one day, she really became a little girl, then she would not be unfamiliar with human every move and words, so that she could go to live under the mountain like a human being, talk and do things like an ordinary person.

The little white snake lay at the mouth of the cave and listened to the hermit's recitation, and suddenly a wave of tiredness hit her brow, and she yawned heavily. Little White Snake didn't know how many times she had heard Uncle Hermit recite this scripture, and she had memorized a lot of the contents. If she can speak, she can recite the scriptures in their entirety. But she didn't quite understand what the scriptures meant.

The little white snake closed her eyes and fell asleep, her mother took her brothers and sisters out to hunt in the morning, and she didn't know if she was on the way home at this time. Because the little white snake wanted to be lazy, he used the excuse of listening to the hermit uncle's chanting, so he didn't go out with them.

When the hermit had finished reading the scriptures, he had to go out to find some food to fill his stomach, so the hermit took a bow and arrow and a hunting knife out of the cave and went hunting in the forest.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a cacophony of talking and chaotic footsteps from outside the cave, could it be that someone was coming? Who are they? The little white snake was awakened, and the language spoken by these people was not understood by the little white snake, unlike the accent that the hermit usually spoke.

The little white snake couldn't help but wake up, she spit out the little letter in fear, and quietly crawled towards the mouth of the cave. The little white snake poked its head out and peeked out of the hole.

Little White Snake's heart immediately swelled up with a sense of unease, and she felt a little inexplicable fear. She was strange, usually the area around the cave was very quiet, and almost no one had ever been here. Except for the hermit and the mother, almost no one around here knows about this place. Even the birds and beasts in the forest have automatically stayed away from this cave because of the protection of the big white snake, so this place is almost hidden and no one knows about it.

So who are these people now, and how do they know about this place? Could it be that they have come here to find that mysterious book of heaven? So will these people get rich and steal the gemstone necklace and sword together? The little white snake frowned when he thought of this, and his heart was a little anxious and a little uneasy.

But Uncle Hermit is not in the cave now, there is no one to protect these magical things, and my mother and brother and sister have also gone out, so now she is the only one, so what should I do?

The little white snake quietly swam to the grass at the entrance of the cave, this is a secret place, the entrance of the cave is very small, just enough to accommodate a small snake to hide in it, the wild grass at the entrance of the cave grows densely, which can completely cover the figure of the little white snake.

The little white snake poked its head out and looked warily around the cave where the hermit was hiding.

I saw several big men wearing cowhide armor, animal skins around their waists, and dressed as samurai, standing in the open space in front of the cave entrance. If you look closely, you can see that they have strange features, hooked noses, full beards, and blue eyes. Some of them still have blonde and brown hair, not like the surrounding villagers, and it seems that they must be the aliens that everyone calls them.

One of them, a tall, seemingly leading samurai, with fierce green eyes, a curly beard, and a sharp scimitar, was there ordering several others in a language that the little white snake did not understand. Judging by his posture, he should have ordered those warriors to quickly find a way to open this heavy stone door.

The samurai, who seemed to be the leader, walked to the stone door at the entrance of the cave, and looked at the round combination lock on the stone wall next to the door, and he stared intently at the lock plate, wondering how this strange big lock should be opened.

The strange thing that locked the stone door was made up of two circular turntables made of bronze inside and outside. On the metal turntable of the outer ring is a clockwise arrangement of 1, 3, 9, 7 four dots carved into the number pattern, the inner circle is a counterclockwise 2, 4, 8, 6 four dot pattern of the pattern, and in the middle is a 5 dot pattern.

The warrior stretched out his hairy, finger-thick hand and grasped the turntable and turned the strange lock back and forth, and after a long time, there was still no movement from the stone door.

The warrior was furious, stretched out his foot and kicked the stone door hard, cursing a few words in annoyance. He turned around and pointed to an elderly man in a black robe who looked like a wizard next to him, and ordered him to come and help unlock the strange combination lock.

The wizard's face was full of sinister smiles, the corners of his mouth almost reaching his ears, and he was talking about something. Then he walked over to the lock, staring at the round locker with a pair of sinister gray eyes, the hooked nose on his face seemed to sniff out something, twitching constantly.

The wizard stretched out his long, dry fingers and turned the lock plate back and forth, and after a while, the wizard seemed to have grasped the trick, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He turned around and smiled flatteringly and said a few foreign words to the samurai leader, who quickly nodded and complimented him, and followed him to the front of the stone gate to watch the wizard unlock the lock.