(Hey! Who said this book will become a cultivation of truth? That kind of thing is impossible!)

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"The road is three thousand, and the path is the same.

All things are natural, all things are natural!"

"The Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, three produces all things, all things carry yin and embrace yang, and the qi is harmonious."

The handwriting of the knife and axe was clearly clear, which was Chen Daolin's most familiar native Chinese. What made Chen Daolin feel even more touching was that the words on the mountain wall were beautiful flying white!

He actually felt inexplicably moved that he could see such a beautiful Feibai style in this other world.

Although Brother Daling is not a calligraphy enthusiast, he has been in a mess since he was a child. He is famous for writing bad characters in school. The calligraphy teacher's long index finger trembled and pointed at him and shouted: "The rotten wood cannot be carved."

Now that I think about it, the calligraphy teacher wrote a piece of Feibai, and often took out his own works for students to appreciate in class.

Now seeing the familiar fonts on the wall made Chen Daolin know whether to cry or laugh.

After sitting on the cold ground for a while, Chen Daolin got up, patted the dust on his body, walked to the jade statue of the Sanqing Daozun, and bowed a long time.

No matter what, as a purely bred Chinese from the inside out, you still have to worship this authentic national religion.

After worshiping the statue of the god, Daling turned around and left, and began to search in the cave to see if there were any other gains.

There was nothing to see about stone chairs and stone tables, but Chen Daolin unexpectedly found a vertical and horizontal text on a square stone table.

He looked carefully for a while before he realized that it was actually a Go board. This discovery made Chen Daolin feel moved. After checking the tabletop, there was indeed a line of words engraved on it on the corner tower of the table under the board.

"It's a pity that there are chess but no friends!"

In an instant, Chen Daolin suddenly felt infinite melancholy in his heart.

As if through the endless years, he seemed to "see" a lonely guy sitting next to the chessboard, posing with a table full of Go, silently dazed.

Only having chess tools but no opponents. This short sentence contains so much loneliness and loneliness!

He was trapped on the sea before, but in just seven or eight days, he was almost crazy lonely. He talked to himself and was almost schizophrenia.

And here... the person who has fallen into this cave is obviously a senior from the Han cultural world. Just imagine how profound the loneliness and loneliness in his heart are in the endless years...

"It's a pity that I'm coming late for tens of thousands of years, otherwise I'll play chess with you." Chen Daolin sighed: "Although I can only play gobiao chess."

With his hands behind him, Chen Daolin walked into the depths of the cave.

The cave should be natural, but after artificial transformation, it can be seen that the originally narrow place was widened a little, stone slabs were laid, and some stone tables were even built.

The winding paths are secluded, and as we gradually walk into the depths of the cave, only the light of pearls embedded on the walls illuminates the road.

The air is surprisingly fresh, without any stuffiness, and even a damp smell.

Chen Daolin secretly guessed in his heart, and as expected, he walked about a hundred meters into the cave and smelled a stream of water when he was facing him.

The space deep in the cave suddenly became wider. Looking up, a small hole suddenly opened at the cave at the top, as if there was a thin round hole on the natural stone wall. Standing below, it looked like a natural patio. A very subtle ray of light shot in from above.

In the cave, the walls were covered with unknown vegetation and withered vines, which had already covered the original stone walls.

And just in front of Chen Daoli, there was a deep pool of water!

In this dim place, the water in the pool seemed pitch black, ten meters square, and the water surface was calm. What surprised Chen Daolin was that a small fence was built beside the pool. The style of the building was also full of the ancient atmosphere of the east. He reached out and touched it and felt a wet rust.

"Iron?" Chen Daolin frowned.

This cave is here and it is already the end.

After walking around the pool for a while, Chen Daolin thought in his heart, then picked up the wooden stick he carried with him, gently pushed the vines on the mountain wall away, and carefully inspected it. Finally, after a moment, he discovered something.

Above the mountain wall, directly behind the pool facing the entrance, a line of words was engraved deeply.

"As soon as you enter my door, you will be a person with a heart. If you listen to my command, you can pick up water in front of the railing and drink."

Chen Daolin's heart moved, ran to the fence and knelt down, leaned out, and scooped up a handful of water from the pond with both hands.

The water in the pond is cold, and holding it in your hand, you can see that the water is very clear - but Chen Daolin doesn't really want to drink the water into his stomach.

Because, he has found what he is looking for!

When he knelt in front of the fence and scooped his water with his hands, he leaned out and saw a white object faintly appearing to be inconspicuously under the pool.

This thing is placed in a very clever position. If you didn’t kneel beside the fence and lean out to scoop water, it would be difficult to find - even if you walk around the pool for more than a dozen times, you might not be able to see it.

He was secretly happy, so he reached out and touched it down. Sure enough, he touched a hard and smooth object and took it up directly.

When I saw it in my hand, the east was square and from the appearance, it seemed like a brick - just a little bit smaller. It was snow-white and shiny all over, it seemed to be some kind of jade.

I looked closer and looked carefully. There were indeed engraved words on it: Read the words left by the mountain wall, and you can get this jade tiles, and you will be destined to be a destined person. If you wish to enter my Taoist door, you can knock on the jade tiles thousands of times for me to drive them and get me gifts.

Knock your head a thousand times, knock it on this jade tiles?

Chen Daolin curled his lips. Such an old joke is okay, but a fool is a joke. A person like me who has been influenced by countless legendary stories is simply a joke.

Without hesitation, he picked up the jade tiles and smashed them hard on the ground. With a click, the jade tiles were smashed into pieces!

Sure enough, after the jade tiles shattered, a ball of green air suddenly rose into the air.

In the air, the green aura transformed into a illusion, and a figure appeared faintly. Chen Daolin looked carefully and clearly saw that a little Taoist priest in a blue dressed Taoist robe appeared in the green aura. Although his face was blurry, he could vaguely see that he was smiling at him, then reached out and pointed at the pool in front of him.

"Kowtow a thousand times, your heart is sincere. You will get my true teachings ten feet into the pond!"

The line of white words flashed in the air and then disappeared.

Chen Daolin was shocked - this should be the effect of some magic.

Fortunately, Brother Dalin, I am smart enough... I kowtowed a thousand times, and I also kowtowed my head to the jade tile. In fact, I wanted to use this method to test whether the visitor was sincere enough. If a sincere person really knocked his head to the jade tile, he would break the jade tile and get the message inside.

Humph, fortunately, I have watched "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"! These Taoist guys like to make these mysterious and mysterious methods.

However, the words "Ten feet into the pond, I will get my true teachings" made Chen Daolin's heart suddenly become hot!

Damn, is this the rhythm of getting peerless secrets?

The stories I saw, even if the protagonist fell off a cliff, he could pick up secrets, or he could meet a white-bearded old man who taught his peerless magical skills.

And I was wandering overseas and was hit by a shipwreck and was blown by a tornado to this ghost island where birds do not lay eggs. I actually encountered this kind of thing.

Is there really a legendary "pig-leg halo" on my head?

But, it’s ten feet into the pond.

This made Chen Daolin difficult.

Although Brother Darling cannot be said to be a land duck, his skill in the water is limited to how many dogs can be washed.

Ten feet into the pond...ten feet! If it is converted into rice, it must be twenty meters away, right?

Without any diving equipment, I was asked to dive twenty meters directly on my body... Chen Daolin couldn't help but complain about this senior expert in his heart: I can go down, but I can't get up, so it's not necessarily...

Fortunately, there is something to use on my body.

Since the shipwreck was encountered, there was a rope tied to his body. Although there were not many left, when he entered the island to explore, the rope was tied to Chen Daolin and spared.

At this moment, the rope was untied, and then ran back to the cave outside, brought a stone bench, tied it up with a rope, picked it up, and threw it into the pool with a thud.

As the stone bench sinks into the water, the rope is also taken down.

However, what surprised Chen Daolin was that in just a short while, the rope stopped sinking - obviously, the tied stone bench was already at the end.

"Damn it's really a scam!" Chen Daolin sighed helplessly and gave a middle finger at the air: "I just said, how could the pool on this island be ten feet deep! It's not deep mountains and forests! It's ten feet deep! My rope is less than seven or eight meters in total, and it's only half of it to the end!! Ten feet into the pool... Isn't it over to just talk about the bottom of the water? I have to say that you are ten feet deep into the pool... Alas, you Taoist priest should be an ancient person, and only the description of numbers in the post-ancient people is so irrelevant!"

Brother Daling couldn't help but complain.

Indeed, from this point of view, it can be judged that the Taoist priest who left the message must be an ancient man.

The ancients were already famous for their irrelevance in numbers.

For example, "The flying flow down three thousand feet" is three thousand feet... Do you think Mount Lu is Mount Everest!

What else can you describe "the mountains are thousands of feet high" at any time... ten thousand feet high? Then it's all at the troposphere, okay?

As for what is "a hundred feet high", is it that the Jinmao Building has traveled through the entirety?

Thinking of these, I remembered the Taoist priest’s message: Kowtow a thousand times.

If you kowtow a thousand times, don’t be your disciple if you really kowtow a thousand times. Your brain must have flowed out, and you can just reincarnate.

And now what is the "ten feet into the pond"...

Chen Daolin smiled bitterly: "Master Dao, should I complain that you have no concept of numbers, or should I be glad that the water in this pond is not deep?"

If it is twenty meters, Chen Daolin can only sigh at the water. However, now he can only find out that it is only about five meters at most, so he can still try it.

Tied one end of the rope to the fence, Chen Daolin took off his coat, jumped into the water, held his breath, touched the rope and leaned into the deep water.

The pool water was pitch black and there was no sign of five fingers. Chen Daolin could only grab the rope and dared not let go. With a breath, he struggled to go down.

Finally reached the bottom and could touch the stone bench. Chen Daolin felt relieved. He stepped on the bottom of the smooth and soft water pool, and could faintly feel the water flow... He judged that the water pool should not look as calm as it looked above, and there should be undercurrents below, which should be living water.

But soon, he found his target!

...It's not because he's lucky, but... it's because he's not blind!

It was pitch black everywhere under the water, but it was not far away. There was something in the water, as if it was emitting a faint light.

In this darkness, like a beacon in the night, it should be as eye-catching as it is, only a blind man will not be able to see it.
To be continued...