Master Huang remained stunned for a long time before slowly coming back to his senses. After thinking about the other party's miraculous medicinal wine, he finally felt relieved.
It must have been from drinking that medicinal wine that Master Chu made such rapid progress, right?
If I could drink a bottle myself, perhaps I could take this opportunity to break through my shackles and enter the advanced stage of Qi Refining that I have longed for for many years.
But how could I possibly ask for something so precious?
The old Taoist priest was conflicted.
He was single-mindedly devoted to the Dao, and even though the opportunity for a breakthrough was right in front of him, he was unwilling to give it up.
After sighing, he decided to give it a try anyway, and asked with shame:
"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Chu still has that medicinal wine? This humble Daoist is willing to pay any price to obtain a bottle to help me break through my cultivation realm."
"Of course, if you are truly in a difficult position, just pretend I never said anything and don't take it to heart."
Chu Mo nodded and smiled without hesitation:
"Since it's useful to you, Taoist priest, I'll go and get it later. You've saved Ruyan's mother several times, and I don't know how to thank you enough."
Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest felt even more ashamed and embarrassed, as if he were taking advantage of someone's kindness.
Seeing his expression, Chu Mo laughed heartily and said naturally:
"Since you regard me as a fellow Daoist, then we should help each other. You don't need to worry about a mere bottle of medicinal wine."
"To you, this may just be a bottle of medicinal wine, but to me, it is the hope of prolonging life and reaching a higher realm."
"I cannot express my gratitude for your great kindness. I will never refuse any request you may give me in the future!"
After Master Huang finished speaking, he bowed solemnly to him, his expression dignified.
"You flatter me, Daoist Master."
Chu Mo returned the greeting politely, and then the two talked for a long time.
This also gave Chu Mo a deeper understanding of the current cultivation and ancient martial arts world.
According to Master Huang, cultivators are very rare.
Apart from some ancient sects and families with long histories that live in seclusion.
The rest were all independent cultivators.
Most of these people's skills come from family traditions or are taught by their masters.
After achieving some success, some were offered to prominent families of their time, while others, like Master Huang, secluded themselves in famous mountains and ancient temples to cultivate their spiritual practice.
It is not easily revealed to the world.
Chu Mo picked up his teacup, took a sip, and asked again:
"Master, do you know the true strength of these so-called ancient martial arts masters?"
He had a premonition that he might soon be facing such a master.
"If a true martial arts master were to fight, even this old Taoist might not be a match for him."
"Although they cannot gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for their own use like cultivators."
"But the internal energy in his dantian is also not to be underestimated. However, it won't be easy for a grandmaster to defeat this old Taoist."
Master Huang spoke calmly and composedly.
This is pretty much what Chu Mo predicted.
A master of internal martial arts with innate skill is equivalent to a low-grade Qi Refining stage expert.
A mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator is stronger than a half-step Grandmaster but slightly inferior to a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
Once you reach the upper level of Qi Refining, you can easily crush a Grandmaster.
Thinking of this, he asked curiously:
"I wonder if you, sir, have ever encountered a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"
"Foundation Establishment cultivator?"
Master Huang was immediately lost in memories, then solemnly nodded and said:
"Twenty years ago, I personally witnessed a middle-aged man in white robes flying across a cliff hundreds of meters high deep in the Kunlun Mountains."
"That scene was truly like a celestial being descending to earth; it still leaves a deep impression on the old Taoist priest to this day."
"The other party's cultivation level should be at the Foundation Establishment stage, which is truly enviable."
As he spoke, the old Taoist priest's face was filled with sighs and emotions, his eyes burning with longing.
"Mount Kunlun?"
Upon hearing these three words, Chu Mo suddenly thought of the Kunlun Realm for some reason.
I wonder if there is any connection between the two?
How are Master and the others doing now?
Unfortunately, the teleportation array has not yet been restored, and we will have to wait a while longer to teleport again.
He didn't think much of it and continued to ask for advice.
"Master Daoist, you are very knowledgeable. Do you know what is so special about Kunlun Mountain?"
The old Taoist priest, unsuspecting, thought that what he had just said had piqued the man's curiosity, and so he smiled and said:
"The Kunlun Mountains are rich in legends and have been the origin of dragon mythology since ancient times."
In ancient books such as the Classic of Mountains and Seas, Kunlun Mountain is even referred to as the capital of the Heavenly Emperor.
"And there is also an ancient Taoist legend related to this place."
At this point, the old Taoist priest's expression gradually became solemn.
"Taoists divide the primordial cycle into twelve periods, and each period lasts for 10,080 years."
"Legend has it that every time this happens, the world will experience a calamity."
"And after the twelfth meeting, there will be an even greater calamity of world destruction and restart."
"This is called the beginning of a new cycle, a renewal of all things! And the source of this catastrophe lies in the Kunlun Mountains!"
As he finished speaking, a look of pessimism and pity crept into the old Taoist's eyes.
Chu Mo was also surprised, and his curiosity was immediately aroused.
"And what is that catastrophe? A landslide? A tsunami?"
The old Taoist priest shook his head heavily: "No one knows, and the legends are vague about it."
Chu Mo was slightly taken aback when he saw the old Taoist's somber expression.
"Master, could it be... that you believe in this legend? How could that be?"
"Although the legend is outrageous, who can prove that it is definitely false?"
How can this be verified? Chu Mo was speechless for a moment.
The old Taoist priest continued:
"The Earth has existed for over four billion years, and humankind has existed for millions of years."
"Why is the history of human civilization only six or seven thousand years? At most, it is only vaguely mentioned that it was ten thousand years ago?"
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