Chapter 185: Lacking
The outside of the cave is very shabby and unadorned. The handwriting on the cave has been washed by the water of the waterfall for countless years, and the appearance has long been unclear, and the word "scattered" can only be barely distinguished by the faint impressions.
There are many small puddles on the surface of the cave, and the entrance of the cave is made according to the water potential, and it fits perfectly with the waterfall, and there is no sign of cutting with an axe.
"I didn't expect such a master. Ximen Tian was amazed, his eyes flickered, he hesitated, and finally jumped in.
"Seniors, juniors are bothered. After reciting three times silently, Ximen Tian held the broken sword in his hand and looked at the surrounding environment vigilantly.
The cave was dark, and there was not a trace of a candle burning, all lit by the afterglow that came in from outside. Obviously, the owner of the cave is pursuing peace with nature.
The cave is very simple, with two rows of bookshelves stacked with books and a few jade slips.
"I didn't expect the owner of this cave to be a book lover. Ximen Tian's heart moved, and he lightly picked up the pages of the book with his sword. Until now, none of the formations had been touched, and such a strange scene did not bode well.
The book had been dry for many years, without the blessing and protection of any formation, but this pick instantly turned into powder.
"This ......" Ximen Tian couldn't regret it, hurriedly and carefully approached the bookshelf, and added a few reinforcement formations to the paper with aura.
"It's just bits and pieces, and some clichéd biographies. Ximen Tian opened the title page and found that they were all the same stories handed down by the people a long time ago.
"Well, let's take a look. Ximen Tian sighed and continued to flip through the book, but he was fascinated by this reading and forgot the time.
It was getting late, and Li Laohan was sitting bored at home. There was no firewood, so the old man just chopped some hay at the head of the village, lit the fire, and ate hastily.
"I don't know where this kid has gone. He said that he went up the mountain to chop wood, but why hasn't he come back yet. Li Laohan had no one to talk to, so he could only hold a small bench and sit in his yard, watching the sunset.
After another hour or so, there were already a few stars shining in the dark sky, but the gate of the courtyard was still not open.
"Forget it, leave this kid alone, go to sleep. ”
The night was long, after a busy day's work, Li Laohan usually fell asleep with his head down, and he could snore loudly before the tea time. But today, for some reason, I can't sleep when I toss and turn on the mat.
Li Laohan only felt tasteless in his heart, got up and looked out of the window, the door was closed, and Ximen Tian still did not come back.
At this time, he only felt sleepy. He simply put on his coat, picked up a small bench from the house, and walked out into the courtyard, looking straight at the unbolted door with somewhat cloudy eyes. The sky is full of stars at the moment, and there seems to be a moon rabbit beating above the moon.
And in the waterfall, the entrance to the cave is still dark.
"Xuanshui, I see. In the cave in the waterfall, the sound of wonder came one after another, and with the sound of the pages, a book was closed, obviously finished.
Ximen Tian only felt that he had benefited a lot, so he picked up another book without getting enough, and suddenly woke up, and stood firmly at the entrance of the cave in a few jumps.
"Oops. Looking up, the moon was almost gone, and it was evident that it was late at night.
A cyan streamer quickly flew towards Xingshan Village, but as soon as it reached the foot of the mountain, it turned back again.
"Firewood, look at my brain, fortunately no one took it. Ximen Tian slapped his forehead and picked up the firewood placed here by the mountain stream.
"Squeak. Ximentian pushed the door open lightly, obviously not wanting to alarm Li Laohan.
"Whew, it's okay...... Uncle Li, what are you ......" Ximen Tian patted his chest, and was about to put the chopped firewood in the firewood room, but he saw a figure of a black Suo Suo sitting in the courtyard, and couldn't help but be stunned.
"I can't sleep, wait for you. As soon as Li Laohan saw Ximentian, a relieved smile appeared on his somewhat tired face.
"Uncle Li, rest early. Ximen Tian patted Li Laohan on the shoulder and walked indifferently to his house. No one saw that when the sound of Li Laohan holding up the stool sounded, the eyes of this white-clothed young man who had killed countless people were moist.
In the early morning of the next day, Li Laohan only heard the sound of waves outside, hurriedly rubbed his eyes, and pushed open the door of the house bare-chested.
"Water is invisible, unrestrained, and ever-changing. Ximen Tian came out with both fists, like the water of the great river surging, and the white clothes were spreading, like a phantom shadow.
"Water can be monstrous, and it can also moisturize things silently. I saw that his fist changed and turned into a single palm, and with such a soft push, the gurgling image of the stream was deeply engraved into Li Laohan's eyes.
"In the softness, there should be no loss of persistence. "When the water is collected in the net, it can still break through the net, go down the river, and merge in the river.
"What kind of skill are you practicing?" Li Laohan only heard that the flying leaves and picking flowers of the masters of the rivers and lakes can hurt people, but he has never seen such a soft fist and foot technique.
"Uncle Li is optimistic about Ang. Ximen Tian smiled slightly, gently pushed the water tank, and then ran out with an axe.
"What the hell?" Li Laohan saw that there was no movement for a long time, so he took off the sweat towel hanging on his shoulder, and was about to wipe his face, when suddenly the water tank roared and fragments flew out in all directions, splashing him with water.
"Stinky boy, come back for me!" The angry scolding startled the neighbors, and when they got up to look, Ximen Tian had already left the entrance of the village.
After six years like this, from morning to night, Ximen Tian basically practiced in the cave, and comprehended the aura of water according to the operation method of the eight trigrams.
"Finally finished reading. "The books and jade slips on the two rows of bookshelves, except for the one that turned into powder at the beginning, the rest of the stories, exercises, experiences, and logs have all been memorized by Ximentian.
"Ethereal people, the water is really a deep realm. Ximen Tian put down the last jade slip and bowed three times to the stone seat in the depths of the cave.
Unlike the killing of gold, the entanglement of wood, the scorching of fire, and the solidity of earth, immortal cultivators who major in water usually have neither strong attack power nor strong resistance to beating, so there are very few people who practice it, and most of them are alchemists.
"Beishui Xuanyuan. Ximen Tian sat on the stone seat, his eyes were blazing, and the Nine Palaces Bagua Diagram quickly took shape under his knees, and several mystical waters gushed out under the traction of the magic formula.
"I've realized!" Ximen Tian was ecstatic, and released Nanming Lihuo.
In this way, back and forth several times, the cave will be hot for a while, and cool for a while, it is really a two heavens of water and fire.
"It turned out to be gossip, and there should be a reason for mutual restraint. Since yin and yang are opposite, they are compatible, and water and fire are inevitably compatible. ”
Ximen Tian didn't have time to comprehend the truth of other directions, so he immediately used his heart and two purposes, and released it together from the fire and water, in a spiraling shape.
"I can't control it. The moment the two came into contact, Ximen Tian, who was carefully controlled, changed his face wildly.
There was an earth-shattering bang, and the earth really shook. A man in white clothes was broken and crawled out of a pile of trees.
"It seems that there is still something missing. ”