"Did you find it?" While Chen Ge was a little tired and sitting on the ground, smoking a cigarette and resting, the old man opened his eyes in a ghostly manner, glanced sideways at Chen Ge and asked in a hoarse voice.
"Not yet." Chen Ge shook his head.
"There are at least a thousand books hidden here, except for some books that record history. Most of them are gong methods, I'm afraid it would be very difficult for you to find news of that whatever island from here, without ten days and half a month, it would be impossible to find it."
The old man rolled out of bed and walked over to Chen Ge and said.
"Senior, is there any other better way?" Chen Ge couldn't help but sigh.
"Of course there isn't, it's not like this thing is something laid out on the ground, not to mention the fact that the spell has been around for over a thousand years. It's only been about sixty years since I arrived here to watch over it, and to tell you the truth, I haven't even flipped through the books on these shelves." The old man sat down next to them, looked up and surveyed them, and said.
"That is indeed very troublesome." Chen Ge crushed out his cigarette. Getting up, he continued to rummage through the bookshelves one by one.
Although he knew it was a very troublesome and time-consuming matter, he had no choice but to look hard, he could not turn around and leave the place, and that would make it even more impossible to find the secrets of Yulong Island and save his parents and sister.
Seeing Chen Ge continue to work, the old man stopped talking.
Not knowing how long had passed, the old man lay down on his bed again and took a nap. When he woke up, he walked outside the cave with his hands behind his back and returned half an hour later with a few bags.
"Have something to eat. Otherwise there'll be no strength." The old man lightly moved a stone table behind Chen Ge and placed the bags in his hands on top of it again.
Inside the bag, were some meals he had bought from outside.
"Thank you, senior." Chen Ge craned his somewhat stiff neck, the long time spent rummaging through it had made his bones feel as if they were frozen in place, and after moving around a bit, he felt a little more comfortable.
"Are you planning to find it and then leave here?" The old man sat down cross-legged and tore off a chicken leg and ate it in one big bite as he spoke to Chen Ge.
"I think so." Chen Ge said casually.
"Then I'm afraid you'll have to sleep outside, there's only one bed here." The old man pointed to the stone bed next to him and said.
"You're going too far, aren't you?" Chen Ge felt a little speechless.
"Is it hard to say that you still want to take over my bed?" The old man asked with a raised eyebrow.
"That's not true." Thinking that there was only one bed inside this stone room, Chen Ge could only take the initiative to take a step back, but for himself. As long as there was a place to shelter from the wind and rain, never mind if he could sleep on the bed, there was no problem.
"By the way. You said that so-and-so island, where is it?" The old man ate with gusto, not a moment too soon. Under Chen Ge's gaze, there were only a few bones left in an entire roast chicken.
"Southern Ocean." Chen Ge said without thinking.
"I do know that name, if I remember correctly, there is an ancient book here that recounts the islands of the Southern Ocean, it should be on top of these bookshelves, but exactly where it is placed, I don't know." The old man sipped his fingers and said thoughtfully.
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Chen Ge's eyes. Immediately, a light burst out.
"Don't be in a hurry, have some food and sleep first, and then search carefully after you wake up. As I see it, it's going to rain outside for at least three more days and nights, so there's no need to think about going out for the time being." The old man opened another bag, which contained another fried chicken.
He pushed the fried chicken to Chen Ge's face and said with a smile.
"Thank you, senior." Chen Ge nodded his head and did the same as the old man. Tearing off a piece of chicken leg and stuffing it inside his mouth, I must say that it was a special treat to have a bite of hot and crispy fried chicken in this cold and gloomy weather. It was a very special treat.
Having eaten and drunk enough, Chen Ge sat down next to the fire to rest, while the old man got up to look for the notebooks on the Southern Ocean.
Chen Ge looked a little bored and looked at the fire burning in front of him, and thinking that the old man in front of him could make fire out of thin air just like Zhou Lao, he asked with some curiosity." Elder, do you know anything about the Japanese ninja?"
"What is that thing?" The old man picked up the book that generally occupied the dust and turned two pages. Dao.
"When I was in the Japanese country before, I also met an old gentleman who, like you, could create fire out of thin air." Chen Ge continued.
"That person's strength shouldn't be bad." The old man paused for a moment and said casually.
"I just don't know when I'll reach that point." Chen Ge spread out his palm and looked at it, he couldn't even figure out how it was done, creating fire out of thin air, it was already almost like magic.
"After you have understood all the nine revolutions of the power of the Yuan Shen, or studied through the eight open divine mirrors, you will naturally be able to do it." The old man pointed at Chen Ge's chest.
Chen Ge looked down and saw that the place the old man was pointing at was exactly where he had stored the Eight Opening Divine Mirror, after he had left the Guo family in the first place. Chen Ge was worried that such a valuable thing might be lost, so he locked it directly on the chest position of his jumper.
From the time he entered the cave, Chen Ge not only did not mention it. He could even avoid it when he was changing his clothes, but he didn't expect that it would still be discovered by the other party.
"Seniors. You ............" Chen Ge was a little surprised.
"You're trying to ask how I knew you had the Eight Open Divine Mirror, right?" Throwing the book in his hand onto the top of the shelf casually, the old man said with a smirk.
"That's right." Chen Ge nodded his head and admitted.
"I can even know that you have a nine-transformation Yuan Shen inside you, so how could I not know about a small eight-opening divine mirror, it's not like it's anything too rare or weird." Unexpectedly, there was some disdain in the old man's tone.
It was as if this treasure passed down from the ancestors of the Guo family was as rare as a cabbage that could be found everywhere.
"Could it be that you and that senior, both have similar or stronger creations than the Ninth Turning Yuan Shen?" Chen Ge pondered for a moment and said.
"That's not true, the Nine Turning Yuan Shen is something that almost every cultivator wants to have, if I could have it, I would definitely not be in the current cultivation level, I'm afraid I could advance to become a legendary realm."
"Forget it, it's useless to talk about this with someone who has only moved some skin about cultivation."
The old man raised his eyebrows, and just as he said one sentence, he waved his hand and closed his mouth, this look was saying that Chen Ge's current cultivation level was too low, even if he said it out loud, he would not understand.
"Then why do I have to penetrate all nine revolutions of the power of the Yuan Shen before I can have your kind of cultivation?" Chen Ge was very curious, he had always been fumbling around on the path of cultivation on his own, and when he could not easily come across someone who knew something about it, of course he had to ask all the questions in his mind before he could understand.
"Let me put it to you this way."
The old man once again threw away the book in his hand and sat back down in front of Chen Ge.