In the house, the little husky crawled around for a while, and fell asleep in the pile of Mo Fan's dirty clothes.

Mo Fan looked at it, found a small plate, poured some yogurt into it, and entered the space with a thought.

The cave world in the round sky is like under the dome.

Mo Fan still appeared in the place where he disappeared before, under the big peach tree. On the big peach tree, which is bare and has few leaves, the peaches are the size of a bucket bowl, and the red color is particularly attractive.

The tree was very large, and Mo Fan took a lot of effort to climb the tree and found that there was a peach on a large branch. The largest peach tree under him only had about twenty pieces, and Mo Fan carefully climbed to the top of the branch and picked one.

The peach has a rich, seductive aroma, slightly spherical in shape, and is coated with a short layer of fluff on the surface. The skin of the peach is very thin and pink, and the skin of the peach is torn off with a light touch, revealing the red flesh of the peach. The fragrance is even stronger, and you can't help but want to take a bite.

The cave space is really weird, Mo Fan didn't think too much, took a bite lightly, the entrance was lubricated, and then turned into a mouthful of fruity aroma, filling the entire taste buds.

This peach is very big, I am afraid that it weighs a pound, and after eating one, I did not fill my belly but gave birth to a feeling of hunger, and I want to eat another one.

After eating three peaches in a row, Mo Fan finally felt a feeling of 'fullness', and the whole person was refreshed, and he didn't even feel tired from excessive mental power consumption just now.

"This peach ......"

Mo Fan shook his head, unable to say why. Carefully climbed down the tree, sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, and began to cultivate. Mo Fan's chosen practice is "Swallowing the Heavens", concentrating and calming his breath, his body is slightly forward, his arms are slightly open to spread his wings, and his legs are slowly bent up, imagining that Kunpeng is about to spread his wings and fly high......

In an instant, a picture of Kunpeng spreading its wings appeared in Mo Fan's mind. However, this Kunpeng is not the other Kunpeng......

The Kunpeng in Mo Fan's mind had a pair of red golden wings, and the Kunpeng's face was like a snake face, with its mouth and beak slightly open, motionless, but it seemed to fly away at any time.

Mo Fan had always thought that the Kun in "Swallowing the Sky" was 'There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it turns into a bird......'

The Kunpeng that comes to mind is a bird, still huge.

To cultivate, the first thing to do is to sense, sense the aura between heaven and earth. Sensing the aura, it is much easier to absorb the aura.

When Mo Fan obtained the inheritance of the two exercises, he turned on his spiritual sense, and he could sense the things around him, and naturally he could also sense the aura.

The Cave Heaven World is full of spiritual energy, which is a hundred times and a thousand times more than the outside world. "Swallowing the Sky" is actually a method of breathing and breathing, imitating the breathing and movement of the Kunpeng bird, one long breath and five short breaths, three long breaths and five short breaths, and the heart is calm and calm...... The mental power is wrapped in the aura and gathers over, and with the breath into the body, it immediately rushes to the body and there are ants crawling and itching, which is the aura warming one's internal organs and musculoskeletal.

There are two types in "Swallowing the Sky", the first style: the nestling lying in the abyss. The second type: the giant kun spreads its wings. They are all methods of practicing qi and breathing.

What Mo Fan is practicing is the first form.

The exercises are relatively simple, but the difficulty lies in how to sense the aura. If there is no spiritual consciousness that is opened during the inheritance, even if there is a practice, Mo Fan estimates that according to cultivation, he may not be able to practice qi sense for decades.

"Qi training...... This seems to be similar to Qigong. ”

Mo Fan knew an old man who practiced qigong, lived in Vancouver, and was in his seventies. According to him, Qigong is an inner kung fu that uses the breath as the center, regulates physical activity and consciousness (pranayama, body, mind), and feels the 'qi' in the body when practiced to a high depth.

The gold rush season in the Dawson area is only a few months, and Mo Fan lives in Vancouver for most of the year. Knowing the old man, knowing that he practiced qigong, and listening to him say some qigong things, Mo Fan always thought that he was bragging......

However, now, there are many similarities between the qi practice method and qigong cultivation in "Swallowing the Heavenly Urn". The difference is that when practicing qigong, you are always moving, and there are many moves. The Qi practice method of "Swallowing the Heavens" is static, requiring that the aura between heaven and earth be sensed first. Reiki exists in heaven and earth, in all grains...... Mo Fan felt that Reiki should be 'energy' in modern terms.

The way people consume energy comes mainly from food, but also through breathing. People are also consuming energy all the time......

And the energy obtained from cultivation is the purest energy, which can not only regulate the body, but also strengthen the body.

The space in the cave was limited, and after a few hours, Mo Fan obviously sensed that the aura in the air was much thinner, and he woke up from his state of concentration.

The body still maintained a cultivation posture, Mo Fan moved slightly, the joints of his body crackled, and there was an indescribable refreshment, as if he had just done a full-body massage.

"Cool!"

Leaving the space, Mo Fan stretched.

In the house, the little milk dog woke up and couldn't lick the yogurt on the plate. Mo Fan stepped forward and touched it and took the plate. Newborn puppies, too small to eat much.

Stroking its back hair, Mo Fan thought about it, picked up the satellite phone and dialed Zhang Dong: "Hey!"

"What's the matter?"

"Still in Whitehorse?" Whitehorse, the capital of the Yukon. Before the dam was built, the local Yukon River was so turbulent that it resembled the mane of a white horse, and it was also called White Horse City. Now, the rushing water that resembles the mane of a white horse is long gone.

"I am testing the car and am expected to come back in the afternoon. ”

"Bring me something. ”

“OK。 What to bring?"

"Milk powder for dogs. If you want milk powder for a small milk dog, you go to the pet store to consult. ”

"Dizzy, where did you get the dog?"

"Picked it up. A newborn milk dog, if there is no milk powder, I am afraid that I will not be able to raise it, please. ”

“OK。 I'll be back as soon as I can. ”

Hanging up the phone, Mo Fan made a nest for Lucky in a cardboard box. Lucky, the meaning of luck, because it Mo Fan just discovered the iron jar and the space bead, which brought him luck.

There was enough mess at home, Mo Fan cleaned it up, and all the dirty clothes that he was too lazy to wash were taken out and lit on fire. After all, it is the life of a bachelor miner, and the quality of life is really not too good.

Clean the house, boil water for a shower, shave your beard...... These are basically Mo Fan's daily vacations.

Panning for gold in the Yukon, there is no internet, mobile phone signal is not good, and the only thing that can be used is satellite phones. Every time Mo Fan has to clean up the house, just like that, Mo Fan was also said by Holke to have a habit of cleanliness. Take a vacation, either go to Dawson to play, or go hunting with a gun.

When he goes out hunting alone, unless he is a madman, Mo Fan does not have such leisure and leisure. I want to go to Dawson's casino, but I don't have a car at home......

After cleaning up the house, Mo Fan took out the rusty and rotten iron box.

Two gold mines, weighing 13.65 kilograms, one weighing 7.02 kilograms and one weighing 6.63 kilograms, are so oxidized that they look like a thick layer of rust. Such a degree of oxidation is unprecedented.

"Does the Sun Palace really exist?"

Mo Fan was puzzled, and turned the last page of the notepad, which read: "The Sun Palace has been found, but I think it should be called the 'Lost City of Gold'." 'English text, a pen sketch on it, ruins on a high mountain, some inconspicuous ruins of eaves and broken walls, very fast and very abrupt large stones...... It looks like the ruins of an ancient civilization. It's just a vista drawing, not too detailed.

"There must be gold and valuable treasures there. ”

"The Sun Palace has always been a myth. In recent decades, if not decades, there have been no particularly significant archaeological discoveries in the Yukon. ”

Mo Fan lit a cigarette and flipped through the notepad from the beginning, and the sketch on the first page seemed to be on the Yukon River, which has no particularly wide rivers except for the Yukon River.

"The Sun Palace was found, but it never got out. ”

"There are also sketches of people lying on the deck of a ship on the notepad. The man may have contracted some kind of disease and died. ”

"The final question is, how did the owner of the notepad end up buried in the tailings pile? was he killed...... Then why hasn't anyone taken anything from him?"

"When did the owner of the notepad die?"

The road where the bones were found was built about 100 years ago, and the tailings were left behind at that time. The Grand Forks Goldfields were once the main site of the Gold Rush......

At most, more than 40,000 people gathered again, more than the entire Yukon population today, and thousands more died from the killing of gold in the anarchy, and many more died from various epidemic diseases. Then, in the late 19th century, when news of the discovery of gold in Alaska came, Dawson's gold prospectors left, and a bustling city fell silent.

The Grand Forks Gold Mine was originally called Bonanza Creek, and it was the main gold panning ground during the Gold Rush period, and it has been a ...... until now

The Gold Rush left behind a large area of tailings containing the bones of former gold miners, which were often found even during these years.

"Probably, the owner of the notepad contracted some kind of infectious disease at the time. After his death, he was buried...... No, such a conspicuous iron box...... The owner of the notepad is the Zombie Wilderness. ”

The iron box and bones were on the ground, half-buried.