Stepping on top of those white bones, Chen Ge quickly walked to the innermost part.
"A rare heavy rain." The old man came out of the stone room inside, took a look at the soaked Chen Ge and shook his head.
"Old man, I came here because I wanted ......" Chen Ge didn't care about that at all, but asked directly.
"Don't talk yet. Go in and get warm, I'll find you some clean clothes to change into." The old man made a gesture of silence, and as soon as the words left his mouth, he turned around and went back inside the stone room.
Chen Ge did not want to go to such trouble, but when he saw how stubborn the old man was, he could only shake his head and follow him.
Inside the stone room, there was no difference from what Chen Ge had seen before.
"How about trying on this outfit?" The old man rummaged around inside a stone cupboard for a while, then took out a dress that was wrapped in a bag and threw it in front of Chen Ge.
After doing this. He then picked up a few pieces of wood and threw them into the basin next to the bed, and as he snapped his fingers, flames immediately flared up above the dry wood and the temperature inside the entire stone room instantly increased.
"This is ......" Seeing this familiar scene, Chen Ge was a little surprised.
The last time he looked at it. Chen Ge remembered it very clearly, it was the same Ninjutsu that the old man had shown himself in the Yamashita clan, and now it seemed that the old man in front of him seemed to be even more skilled and powerful than the former.
"Creating fire out of thin air, just a little acrobatics." The old man laughed.
"So the old senpai's cultivation is actually so strong." Chen Ge couldn't help but sigh a little, even an old man who saw the signs had such strength, this cultivation world, when really he himself had only touched a skin.
"No matter how strong it is, there is nothing to use it for, but it is very convenient to make fire."
"Don't just talk, change out of these clothes first. Otherwise you'll easily get sick." The old man sat cross-legged next to the fire and placed his hands on it to keep warm.
"But senior, these clothes ......," Chen Ge said with some embarrassment as he picked up the black bag.
The old man was wearing a hemp robe, although it fit his cultivator's temperament, but Chen Ge was now living in the secular world, if he wore such a suit, he would definitely attract other people's attention when he went out, and it would be very inconvenient to do things again.
"What, do you still dislike my clothes?" The old man's eyes glared.
"Of course not." Chen Ge was a little sweaty, but he still hurriedly explained.
Unable to stand still, Chen Ge could only take off the rain-dampened clothes he was wearing, but when Chen Ge opened the black bag, he found that inside was a very modern set of casual clothes, and not only clothes. There were even underwear and underwear and shoes and socks.
Seeing this, Chen Ge breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly changed into them.
"Does it fit?" The sound of Chen Ge tying his belt was heard. Only then did the old man raise his head.
"It fits just right, I didn't expect senior to have predicted that I would come and prepared an outfit that fits just right." Chen Ge smashed his mouth. He couldn't help but feel a bit emotional.
"Come on, these clothes are not prepared for you."
Who had thought that after hearing Chen Ge's words, the old man let out a laugh, "This is a set of clothes bought with my son's figure, I brought it here specially so I could look at it when I was bored."
"Huh?"
Chen Ge touched his trousers, a little uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, they're all brand new clothes. Haven't been worn." Seeing Chen Ge's actions, the old man said indifferently.
"Senior, then do you know why I'm here." Chen Ge hitched his clothes next to the fire. Then he sat down cross-legged with the old man as he learned from him and asked.
"How should I know, I don't know any divination techniques." The old man rolled his eyes.
"I've come to find the secrets about You Long Island, the descendants of the Hai Dong tribe said that all the important records of their Hai Dong tribe were placed in this magic relic." Chen Ge took a deep breath and said.
"What Phantom Dragon Island. What Hai Dong tribe?" The old man revealed a bewildered look.
"Can I look for it myself?" Chen Ge asked.
"Of course you can, as I told you before, you have the power of the Ninth Turning Yuan Shen inside you. This ancient magic trace is yours, and I am merely the one who guards these things for you." The old man nodded his head and continued to roast the fire.
"My parents and sister were both imprisoned on You Long Island, and through the Sea Heart Map we took here earlier, we found the descendants of the Sea Dong Clan, and they said that the way to find You Long Island and the way to land up there. It might be inside this spell." Chen Ge sighed and got up to walk over towards those bookshelves in the stone room.
"Then see if you have any." The old man's head didn't even lift up.
Chen Ge nodded and began to rummage around on top of the bookshelves.
"Your parents and sister. How did they get captured on You Long Island, with your strength, you should be able to protect them, did you offend someone from the cultivation world?"
The old man yawned and waved his hand gently, and the fire moved a little closer to Chen Ge's clothes that were wetting off.
"It's my grandfather." Chen Ge's hand paused for a moment as he flipped through the book.
"Oh? That's somewhat interesting." The old man raised his flowery white eyebrows and said, "What you mean is that your family and your grandfather had a falling out and your grandfather took people away, so how come they didn't take you away?"
"I don't know." Chen Ge shook his head.
"Rather, I've heard stranger things, but you've only touched the skin of a ninth-transformation Yuan Shen power now. If your grandfather is very strong, I'm afraid he might not be a match." The old man got up and walked to the bedside, slowly lying down. Shaking his fan, he said.
"Even if I'm not his opponent, I still have to try." Chen Ge gritted his teeth, admittedly what the old man said was a bit hard to hear. But after all, it was the truth.
"Then you look first, see if you can find that island of whatever." The old man crossed his legs and closed his eyes, and soon the sound of snoring came out.
"You Long Island." Chen Ge said back indifferently.
After glancing back and seeing the old man asleep, he stopped talking and lightened his hand a little, fearing that it would affect his rest.
In the cave, apart from the occasional footsteps and the sound of turning books, only the crackling of burning wood remained, and the old man quieted down after snoring for a while.
Chen Ge was always in front of the wooden shelves, and he searched through book after book, flipping through every page, afraid that the record of the Phantom Dragon Island might be a slip of paper that he might miss if he wasn't careful.
It was just that there were bookshelves on all four walls, and a rough count showed that there were at least hundreds of books on each shelf, which was indeed out of Chen Ge's expectation. He originally thought that when he arrived here, he could just ask for it and the old man could just take it out.
Now he had to search through every book, which was a bit of a hassle, but he could only find them quietly.
He didn't know how long had passed, but Chen Ge's eyes were getting a little blurry from reading, but he hadn't even finished a fifth of the books on this shelf, which made him feel a little frustrated.