Jiang Ning looked up and saw that on the curtain, there was an electronic topographic map of the ground.

His eyes contracted, staring at the topographic map, and looking carefully, as if he was analyzing every texture.

"This picture is a ratio of 1 to 10,000. I found the satellite electronic picture from a high altitude,"

Lu Jing said, "Look, do you feel familiar with those patterns?"

Jiang Ning nodded.

It feels familiar.

With his memory and everything he has seen, he can remember that these patterns are indeed somewhat similar to those in the Jidao Fist Notes.

"It's the same pattern on the boxing script, right?"

He looked at Lu Jing.

"good!"

Lu Jing nodded, "I have compared it, there is almost no difference!"

An excitement appeared on his face. It was really exciting to have such a discovery.

The patterns on the Jiubi Jidao Fist Score took a lot of time just by putting them together, and the research on the patterns on them requires even more investment.

Lu Jing searched many ancient books to explore relevant clues, including information obtained from the eight major families.

But nothing was discovered. It seemed that part of history had been artificially erased, and no trace was found.

But he doesn't believe in evil, and does not believe that anyone can completely erase all traces. There will always be something that cannot be erased.

He thought of the map.

If the pattern on the boxing score is indeed a map, where does it lead to?

Which direction is it?

No matter how powerful those people are, they cannot change all the mountains, rivers and rivers. This is how to erase all traces.

So, he changed his direction and got electronic topographic maps from various regions around the world, and used a three-dimensional method to digitize and electronic all the terrain and simulate the effect of textures.

Sure enough, he discovered it in this area!

"This is exactly the same as the pattern on the boxing score on the fourth page,"

Lu Jing said, "But there is no connection with other boxing books."

"The weird place is here,"

Lu Jing took a deep breath, "The other few boxing sheets and the lines on the boxing sheets on the fourth page are in line. They can be put together again, but they are completely inconsistent with the surrounding topographic map."

"What does this mean? I will keep the word "Xi Shi Shanfu"??"

Jiang Ning looked at Lu Jing.

He didn't expect that Lu Jing had become so crazy and had studied it to this level.

"This shows that the Jiubian Boxing Book may point to nine places."

Lu Jing said seriously.

"Nine places?"

Jiang Ning was stunned, "Isn't this a map?"

“This is a map.”

Lu Jing felt that he hadn't made it clear, so he continued, "This is indeed a map, but at the same time, it points to nine places. Do you understand what I mean?"

This is a bit difficult to understand, but Jiang Ning understood it.

He didn't expect that there was such a strange thing hidden inside the Jidao Fist Book.

A map usually points to one place, how can it point to nine places? These nine places seem to be able to be put together, which is completely unimaginable.

"I'll explain to you like this,"

Lu Jing has a very high professionalism. Using his thinking to explain it, it sounds a bit imaginative. "For example, there are several floors here, and the floor plan of each floor is different."

"We look at the top and down, and these pictures are put together, but in fact, these are different floors, and each floor is different."

A kind of excitement flashed on his face, as if he had entered a state of extreme qualities.

Jiang Ning felt a little unbelievable.

"What's the problem?"

"It can be said to be a philosophical problem or a physical problem. In short, it is time and space."
Chapter completed!