The fact that he had Su Zhe's blood flowing through his veins made him the perfect ancestor of Su Zhe.
Kneeling to the heavens, to the earth, to his ancestors, and to his own ancestors was absolutely acceptable.
Moreover, Su Zhe gave him a good impression. He did not take advantage of his seniority, nor did he use his seniority to order him around. Instead, Su Zhe had always been calm and cared for him. Hence, he was willing to kowtow to him.
"The Great Way is simple. Seeing that you have mastered the basics of physical strength, I will give you one last small gift before we leave."
Su Zhe's figure was extremely illusory. Even his voice had become indistinct. It was as if he was separated by the river of time.
But Ding Ning still vaguely heard some words. Tianyin Temple … Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture …
Tianyin Temple and Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture. He knew these two words, but he could not understand them when they were put together. He wanted to ask further, but Su Zhe's figure had completely disappeared. No matter how he called out, he could not get a response.
Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture was a Buddhist divine skill that appeared frequently in many movies and television programs. It had the miraculous effect of changing one's meridians and marrow. It was said that it was passed down to Shaolin Temple by Dharma Ancestor.
But in reality, Ding Ning had read a lot of books and knew that the real Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture was an orthodox Taoist skill. It was definitely not from Buddhism. As for why the Buddhists took possession of this skill, there was no way to find out.
As the saying goes, all the martial arts in the world originated from Shaolin Temple. In the history of China, Wu Dang and Shaolin Temple were also known as the Mount Tai and the Big Dipper of the martial arts world.
But since the founding of New China, Shaolin Temple was the holy land of the martial arts world. Although it was still flourishing and there were even some Shaolin monks who performed martial arts, in the eyes of Ding Ning, the Chief of the Seventeenth Bureau, they were just for show. Those who were able to become Covert Energy Masters were the best among the Shaolin disciples.
Ding Ning easily understood Su Zhe's words after connecting the dots. Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture should be a cultivation method that was extremely helpful in controlling one's strength.
He had secretly learned from the God of Fire to control his muscles using the vibration of his bones. But in the eyes of a mighty person like Su Zhe, it was just a beginner's level. Su Zhe had purposely mentioned that Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture was hidden in Tianyin Temple.
However, according to many martial arts novels, the Yi Jin Jing should be in the Shaolin Temple. Why did Su Zhe say that it was in the Tianyin Temple?
Ding Ning was puzzled by this, but he believed that since Su Zhe had said so, he would not speak carelessly. It seemed that he had to find the little monk Wu Xiang to fulfill the bet when he had the time.
"Ding Ning, Ding Ning, what are you daydreaming about?"
Angel's voice suddenly rang in his ears, bringing his consciousness back to reality in an instant.
Originally, the flow of time in the Starry Sky World was almost still. However, as the stars merged with the acupoints and Su Zhe disappeared, the flow of time returned to normal. Therefore, Ding Ning was in a daze in reality, which made Angel feel very strange.
"Uh, nothing. I just thought of something."
Ding Ning came back to his senses and gave a perfunctory reply.
In his heart, however, he secretly felt that it was a pity. After all, he was already used to cultivating in the willpower space regardless of time. Now that he suddenly lost this benefit, he was extremely uncomfortable.
Although the willpower space was still there, there were no more stars shining. It had turned into a misty expanse, as if it was a chaotic world that had yet to be developed. It did not seem to be of any help to his cultivation.
What bothered Ding Ning the most was that Old Donkey had disappeared in his willpower space. However, Su Zhe did not mention it and he had forgotten to ask. Now that he thought about it, he faintly felt uneasy. After all, that old thing was cruel and merciless. Who knew if he would bring trouble to him in the future.
However, it was useless to worry now. Old Donkey's disappearance was a fact, and no one knew where he had gone. Could it be that there was a back door in this willpower space?
"You're right. They really are arranging a fight. They've called for many helpers. With so many helpers, why are they just talking and not doing anything? Why haven't they started fighting yet!"
After experiencing the instinctive fear of women, Angel was now numb to the densely packed venomous scorpions and venomous ants. Seeing that they had mobilized such a large force to call for their friends, she immediately beamed with joy and waved her delicate fists excitedly.
"Sand Scorpion's helpers are here. They're going to fight soon."
Ding Ning did not know whether to laugh or cry as he shook his head. This girl was indeed a person with the bloodline of the Thunder Naga. She was born with the genes for battle.
Sure enough, as soon as Ding Ning's voice fell, the two sides suddenly started fighting without warning.
"Where are Sand Scorpion's helpers?"
Angel asked blankly. She only saw the giant scorpion from before. She did not see any other Sand Scorpions.
"They're on the way. They'll be here soon."
Ding Ning casually replied as he watched the man-eating ants and fiery ants transform into a red and black torrent that enveloped Sand Scorpion and its allies.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned. He was now in the Heart of the Ocean. Although he could use his naked eyes, his divine sense was blocked and could not be used at all. However, he could clearly see Sand Scorpion's reinforcements a few kilometers away. What was going on?
Ding Ning released his divine sense in disbelief. That was not right. His divine sense was still restricted and could not penetrate the Heart of the Ocean. Then how did he "see" Sand Scorpion's reinforcements?
Spiritual sense, it was the evolution of spiritual sense.
Ding Ning was so excited that he almost jumped up. He hugged Angel, who was dumbfounded, and kissed her hard.
It should be known that the divine sense had a higher concealment and penetrability than the divine sense. Its only shortcoming was that it could not be used as a means of attack like the divine sense after being extremely condensed. It could only be used as a pure investigative method without any lethality.
In the past, his divine sense could only explore a range of about a hundred meters at its peak, which was not as far as his naked eyes could see. Due to the shackles of distance, the divine sense was extremely weak.
But now it was different. He tried to release his divine sense and found that the exploration range had expanded to an astonishing 20 kilometers. Although it was far less than the exploration range of the divine sense, its innate concealment and penetrability was destined to become another hidden trump card of Ding Ning.
Think about it, the divine sense could quietly penetrate any building and the ground to explore the secrets inside. Of course, this kind of penetration was not without any price. It needed to sacrifice part of the exploration range.
For example, if the exploration range of the divine sense was originally two kilometers, but after penetrating the obstacles or the ground, the exploration range would be shortened to one thousand eight hundred or even one thousand five hundred meters. This depended on the thickness of the obstacles and the depth of the ground. The thicker the obstacles and the wider the depth, the shorter the exploration range would be.
In addition, the exploration of the divine sense also consumed part of the spiritual power. It was better for ordinary investigation, but when it was necessary to penetrate the obstacles, the consumption of the spiritual power would be greatly accelerated.
But this consumption was almost negligible for Ding Ning. The spiritual liquid stored in his abnormal dantian and meridians was enough for him to investigate for a thousand or eight hundred years without running out.
What was more, his nine acupuncture points were constantly helping him to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Especially in this Langya Secret Realm with abundant spiritual power, the spiritual power absorbed was enough to maintain the consumption of the divine sense.
Was this the Holy Martial Arts Realm? Ding Ning's eyes flashed with extraordinary splendor. He was not in the mood to pay attention to the Demonic Insect War outside. He quietly felt the changes in his body.
The expansion of the divine sense range was one aspect, and the expansion of the sea of consciousness and dantian was another. Another significant change was the affinity to the molecular elements wandering between heaven and earth.
Ding Ning calmed his heart and felt it. He immediately clearly felt the rich blue water elements wandering in the air like little elves. They were swallowed into his body through the nine acupuncture points, and after being purified, they turned into pure spiritual liquid that flowed into his dantian.
This made him show a thoughtful expression. Probably because this was the Heart of the Ocean, his body was surrounded by light blue water elements. It was not that there were no other element molecules, but they were extremely rare.
Dantian and sea of consciousness were hardware changes. Although Ding Ning was happy, he was not too surprised. But the divine sense and the affinity to the elements were software upgrades. This made him ecstatic, and the hands that held Angel's slender waist could not help but tighten.
"You're so annoying. Don't make trouble. I'm enjoying watching."
Angel immediately misunderstood his meaning. Blushing, she slapped his hand and said coquettishly.
Ding Ning did not know whether to laugh or cry. If he did not know that this girl was really unable to bear the burden, he would have ravaged her.
The edge of the desert had long been empty. But in the dead of night, a tall and straight young man with a long knife on his back slowly walked over. He looked at the depths of the desert and frowned.
Just as Pudding was secretly worried about where to find fresh water, a figure rushed over from afar. That small bald head was extremely conspicuous under the moonlight.
"Wu Xiang?"
Pudding called out in surprise, but her face suddenly changed. She quickly greeted him and said involuntarily, "How did you get so heavily injured?"
Because at this moment, Wu Xiang's face was pale, his breathing was disordered, and his ragged clothes were covered with blood. He looked very embarrassed.
"Pudding, quickly, quickly go …"
When Wu Xiang saw Pudding, he looked back in fear. With a panicked look on his face, he panted heavily and hurriedly urged. His legs softened, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Pudding quickly supported Wu Xiang, and without hesitation, she took out an elixir and stuffed it into his mouth. Her sword-like eyebrows were raised, and she asked with a serious expression, "Entering the desert without water is courting death. Tell me, which big force is jointly chasing you?"
Pudding was well aware of Wu Xiang's strength. In the same realm, there were absolutely only a few people who could defeat him. But now that he was being chased by someone, she naturally thought that it was the doing of a certain force.
After the elixir entered his stomach, Wu Xiang's injury was quickly stabilized. His pale face also recovered a little color. After looking back, he revealed a trace of shame, "It's not a big force, it's a lone cultivator."
"A lone cultivator? How is that possible? "
Pudding's eyes widened in disbelief.
Wu Xiang sighed bitterly and looked back in horror. He pulled Pudding into the desert and hurriedly said, "It's indeed a lone cultivator, but I'm not his opponent at all. If he didn't want to torture me and let me live in fear before I die, I'm afraid I would have died long ago. Let's go, let's go quickly, we'll talk as we go."
"Is that necessary? With the two of us joining forces, who are we afraid of? "
Pudding said unwillingly and proudly. She was very clear about Wu Xiang's skills. If he really took out his trump card, even if she could win, it would be a fierce battle. She really couldn't understand what kind of person could chase him to a dead end.
"The person who chased me is called Song Zhong."
Wu Xiang pulled Pudding along as they sprinted through the desert. Seeing that Pudding still had a confused look on her face when she heard Song Zhong's name, Wu Xiang explained with a serious expression, "Many people might find the name Song Zhong unfamiliar, but his nickname is known by everyone. His nickname is' Cold Flame Soul Chaser '."
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