He put away the Jiao Dan and said: "There is a bronze box inside. There are seven fairy stones and two bottles of pills in the box. The pills are Ziwei Forming Pill and Taiyi Divine Pill."
Ding Mo nodded: "It seems that my inference is correct. This Immortal Mansion should be owned by a certain cultivating force."
Then he handed over to Wu Beiyi: "Brother, thank you very much!"
Wu Bei: "Tomorrow, I plan to go to Myanmar. If you are willing, we can go together."
Ding Mo's eyes lit up: "Brother, you also want to see the scene?"
Wu Bei: "Maybe I can find something you overlooked."
Ding Mo nodded: "That's right. Then let's set off together."
Wu Bei: "The purpose of my trip is to buy some rough stones. I will take a look at the place you mentioned."
Ding Mo smiled and said: "That place was originally a source of jade, but it was mined out decades ago and is now abandoned. It must not be far from your place."
Wu Bei nodded slightly: "Okay, let's go together."
After saying that, he remembered something and asked: "You are a mountain-moving Taoist who specializes in finding immortal mansions. You must have gained a lot, right?"
Ding Mo looked proud: "Of course, we Banshan Taoists are known as the transmitters of the bright fire. If it weren't for us, the development of human civilization might have been delayed for countless years."
Wu Bei smiled and said: "Really? Then you must have a deep understanding of prehistoric civilization, right?"
Ding Mo looked solemn and said: "Brother, if you can mention the 'prehistoric Ming', it shows that you are also an expert. Yes, a large part of contemporary people's cultivation techniques originated from the prehistoric Ming."
Wu Bei quickly asked: "How far back is the prehistoric Ming Dynasty?"
Ding Mo shook his head: "According to my research, the most recent prehistoric civilization was the period before the Ice Age, about 12,000 years ago. Of course, there were prehistoric civilizations that were even older before that."
Wu Bei: "Were the prehistoric civilizations before the glaciers more developed than they are now?"
Ding Mo thought for a while and said: "The Ming of this period is called Bingqian Ming by insiders. According to the information and evidence I collected, Bingqian Ming was a cultivation Ming. Human beings in that era did not develop science and technology very much.
, but his personal force is very strong."
After a pause, he said: "Let's put it this way, if we let Hyundai Ming and Bingqian Ming have a duel, Hyundai Ming is no match at all, and Bingqian Ming can destroy us in one day."
Wu Bei was shocked: "So strong?"
Ding Mo nodded: "Of course it is strong, because in that era, there were immortals!"
Wu Bei's heart skipped a beat: "A fairy?"
Ding Mo: "Yes, there are immortals. According to classic records, the words of immortals are called decrees. Their words become prophecies, their words follow the rules, and they lead mankind to the peak."
Wu Bei: "Since there are immortals, why did Bingqian Ming decline again?"
Ding Mo said: "This is exactly my research. Currently, the industry has formed several hypotheses, but I don't think they are reliable."
Wu Bei: "According to you, this pre-ice dawn was earlier. Are there other dawns?"
Ding Mo nodded: "Yes, just like our modern Ming Dynasty, it also inherited part of the Bingqian Ming. Similarly, the Bingqian Ming also received part of the earlier Ming inheritance. For the Ming before Bingqian Ming, we unified
It’s called the ancient Ming Dynasty. Although some people have studied it, the conclusions they reached are quite different.”
Wu Bei: "So, the ancient Ming Dynasty should be more prosperous and magnificent than the preglacial Ming Dynasty."
Ding Mo: "Perhaps, this is the direction I am exploring. The reason why I keep looking for Xianfu is to find the answer."
Wu Bei: "So, you are actually an archaeological scientist."
Ding Mo laughed: "You are right to say that. One of my identities is the deputy director of the Archeology Department of Tianjing University."
Wu Bei gave a thumbs up: "Awesome."
After chatting for a while, Wu Bei said: "Don't leave tonight, just accompany me for a few moves."
His fist intention has been condensed, but he is still far from a small success. Now he needs to practice hammering, and it would be best to find an innate master to practice his moves.
Ding Mo's eyes gleamed: "I'm sorry that I didn't have a formal fight with you yesterday. Today I just got to experience the methods of the master of fist intention!"
Ding Mo is also an expert in spiritual practice. In his eyes, only a master of the divine realm who has concentrated his fist spirit can be called a master, otherwise he can only be called a "master of the divine realm".
The same is true for the innate realm. Only those who have formed their own martial arts thoughts based on boxing intention in the innate stage can be called great masters. Otherwise, they can only be called innate masters or innate great masters.
For example, Wu Bei, who is in the divine realm and has condensed his fist spirit, is a proper divine realm master. A grandmaster is destined to establish a sect and write an important chapter in the history of martial arts.
The two came to the backyard and faced each other. The air seemed to become heavier. Ding Mo seemed to have turned into a statue, motionless, as if he had stopped breathing.
The three innate realms of thought gave him spiritual thoughts, and with the blessing of divine thoughts, Ding Mo's boxing technique is "reading until the punch comes", hitting where he wants. And after passing through the innate form refining realm, his
He has a strong physique and strikes like lightning. He is a very powerful master.
"boom!"
The ground trembled, and the two people rushed towards each other at the same time regardless of order.
There was a loud thunder-like sound, and the two of them were separated by lightning.
Wu Bei rubbed his left shoulder and slapped the opponent there. As expected of an innate master, he hit him in the first round.
Ding Mo looked proud and said: "Brother, how do you feel? Is the power of my 'Golden Jade Palm' okay?"
Wu Bei snorted, and this time he took the initiative, and the two of them fought again.
Once, twice, three times.
In the beginning, Wu Bei was at a disadvantage, always getting hit once or twice. But after the tenth round, he was evenly matched with Ding Mo.
After twenty rounds, Wu Bei's imprints began to appear on Ding Mo's body, and Wu Bei had the upper hand.
In the thirtieth round, Ding Mo screamed strangely and was hit by Wu Bei in the lower back. If he hadn't restrained his strength this time, his waist would have been broken.
Ding Mo sighed and said, "I won't fight anymore, it's boring."
He was an innate master, but he was given the upper hand by a master in the divine realm, and he couldn't lose face.
Wu Bei smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work, Old Ding."
It is easy to see a person's character by fighting against him. After these thirty rounds, Wu Bei can conclude that this Ding Mo is a person worth getting to know.
Ding Mo rolled his eyes: "I admit that I can't beat you, but don't be complacent. If I had used all my strength from the beginning, you would have fallen down long ago."
Wu Bei: "I'm sorry, I also have a killer move that I haven't used yet, otherwise you would have to lie down too."
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Wu Bei gained a lot. After this fight, his boxing skills were completely stabilized and he was developing towards the "small success" stage.
At this time, the sky was already slightly brighter, and Wu Bei had people bring tea and fruit snacks, which he and Ding Mo shared.
At this time, Xue Taihu seemed to hear the noise and came to ask for a meeting. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Ding Mo and asked: "Master Wu, who is this?"
Wu Beidao: "This is Master Ding, my friend, a great congenital master."
Xue Taihu was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "I have seen the great master."
Ding Mo said coldly: "Are you insulting me?"
Xue Taihu was startled and said quickly: "I don't have one..."