Panshe Slope, Dragon King Temple.
Iron-headed Dragon King, fortune teller?
keenly aware of these keywords in the shopkeeper's words, the five people at the table could not figure out the mystery.
That fortune teller is probably the golden abacus.
The purpose of building the temple is not to understand some drought disaster.
Otherwise, after so many years, why is the territory of Gulan County still so barren? Along the way, there are almost no crops in the fields.
People who work with you know best.
Those who make a living by fighting have seen this method many times.
However, in these days, building tombs and houses to avoid people's eyes and ears can be regarded as an extremely rare and conservative way of following the rules.
A true native master.
Always without any scruples.
Just like the Xieling faction, they use oxen and horses to pull, shovel and hoe, and use medicine, stone and earth cannon to do everything.
In these troubled times, people can’t survive, so why do they care so much?
To be honest, the one who bombed Dongling a few years ago was really ruthless. Luo Laowai formed an engineering battalion and dug coffins and graves everywhere around Xiangyin. In fact, he was just killing him way.
If this person were replaced by a golden abacus.
It seems to be easy to explain.
Among the four factions, Captain Mojin has the most rules and is also the strictest.
A veteran like Jin Abacus takes these things more seriously than his life.
Otherwise, it would be so troublesome to move mountains and unload ridges. The Panshen Slope of Longling itself is deserted. Except for some people who herd sheep and horses, there is not even a soul to be seen on weekdays. .
Just shovel it down.
Entering the underground palace, touching gold is the right way.
As for life and death, it is something destined by God. If you think about it so much, wouldn’t you be asking for trouble?
"It must be during the day. We have nothing to do anyway. It would be better to go tomorrow. Besides, we can't do anything in the dark."
Chen Yulou smiled and responded.
“That is.”
The shopkeeper nodded in agreement.
He actually had something to say.
That ghost place was eerie even in broad daylight. Before the temple was completed, he was driven by his mother to burn incense together. He muttered several times on the way back.
He doesn’t understand either.
What a wonderful Dragon King Temple.
Why build it in such a broken ravine?
"By the way, what happened to the temple after it was built?"
Chen Yulou took a sip of his drink and continued to ask.
“What else can I do? It was okay in the first two years. It wasn’t very prosperous, but at least there are people going there every three days. In the past few years...heh, it’s almost falling apart.”
The shopkeeper curled his lips.
Faith in this world is actually a spiritual word.
If it really wants to be efficacious, even if the temple is built in a deep mountain valley and people travel through mountains and rivers, there will be people going there. But if it has nothing to do with spiritual characters, just go once. Who will go a second time?
That fortune teller spoke very seriously before building the temple.
As long as the Dragon King Temple is completed.
It will naturally rain by then, relieving the severe drought in Gulan County.
But damn... there were no green seedlings growing in the crop fields, and there was no rain from the sky or rain from the Dragon King.
"What about the fortune teller?"
Yang Fang felt his heart pounding. He took several deep breaths and managed to suppress his emotions. However, the corners of his eyes were beating. It exposed his innermost being.
Fortunately, the shopkeeper was still angry and didn't notice anything strange about him.
“No one knows.”
"In the past one or two years, I could still see him in the temple, but after that I never saw him again."
The shopkeeper shook his head, "I guess he ran away because he didn't have the shame to stay any longer, right?"
Hear the words.
Yang Fang’s face suddenly turned ugly.
However, he also understood that those who do not know are not guilty. The shopkeeper in front of him did not know what happened, and it was just an unintentional mistake.
not to mention.
This is indeed what the master did, and it is no wonder that the people of Gulan County criticized him a lot.
In addition, the shopkeeper’s words undoubtedly confirmed his guess.
How could Yang Fang have the heart to argue with him.
I just picked up the drink and drank it.
Seeing this, Chen Yulou changed the topic and asked about the local customs. The shopkeeper didn't have much business, and they didn't look like bad people, so they naturally talked happily.
It took half an hour to finish this meal.
When walking out of the shop.
It was completely dark outside and it was hard to see.
The county town is dotted with lights, desolate and lonely. Even if there are occasional people, they are always in a hurry, braving the severe cold and rushing home.
"Brother Chen, who are we?"
Partridge Whistle led the horse, glanced around, and asked softly.
"No rush."
"Find a place to stay tonight."
Chen Yulou naturally understood what he meant, and it was nothing more than his next plan.
While speaking, he glanced at Yang Fang behind him again.
Afraid that he might misunderstand.
"Brother Yang Fang, we are all here, and there is no more than one night left."
"According to what we have learned along the way, the terrain on the side of Panshe Slope is dangerous, and the terrain is dangerous at night. It's easy to get into trouble, and we've been running around for a few days, what do you think?"
"Then... just listen to Shopkeeper Chen."
Yang Fang was still in a daze.
Hearing the question, I subconsciously replied.
At this point, the possibility that the master is still alive is actually very slim.
The big tomb under Longling is probably very sinister.
Only let him plan for several years before taking action, and he even did not hesitate to make such a big noise, telling fortunes and building temples to cover up his actions.
The reason is nothing more than that.
It is extremely difficult and time-consuming to steal the treasure underneath.
It doesn’t happen in a short while.
So from the moment he built the temple, he was ready to stretch the line.
But there has been no trace of it for so many years.
One can imagine what the outcome will be.
It’s just that...
He has always been unwilling to accept it.
"Then rest for a night, recuperate your spirits, and set off early tomorrow morning."
See him agree.
Chen Yulou nodded.
The group of people led the horses through the long street. After a while, they finally found a brightly lit restaurant. After asking the waiter to take the horses to feed them, they returned to their rooms.
They have deep cultivation and staying up for a few more nights is not a problem.
But...
The horse can no longer run.
He could detect the exhaustion in Bailong's eyes.
Departing from the ancient city of Hanzhong, it lasted for five or six days, almost without sleep. No matter how good my endurance was and how I was born with a different species, I couldn't withstand such a long-distance attack.
With his men and horses exhausted, he hurriedly fought.
It’s better to keep your spirits high.
After all, Yang Fang and the others did not know the horror of Longling Cave, but he knew it very well.
The ghost tomb, the hanging soul ladder, and the black turtle with a human face.
Even if it is not more dangerous than the Kunlun Temple, it is still at the forefront among the fifteen ancient tombs in Ghost Blowing Lamp.
Especially the Hanging Soul Staircase. For those who don’t understand Five Elements Dunjia, entering it will basically lead to a dead end.
As for the human-faced spider, it is even more vicious and unpredictable.
That’s what the golden abacus is.
He walked through the Ghost Tomb and cracked the Hanging Soul Ladder, but in the end he died from those vicious creatures.
If the three of them join forces.
With the dust and iron grinding head raiding array, we can naturally find a way to survive.
Unfortunately, they all ignored Mr. Zhang’s last words.
Return to the room.
Chen Yulou was not in a hurry to stay and rest. Instead, he took a hot shower first.
I have been traveling these days, and my body smells really bad. After I changed my clothes, I opened a window, picked up a bottle of wine, and drank slowly.
Looking across the ancient city under the night.
My thoughts are going through everything that happened in the past few days.
Climbing mountains to visit immortals, sparring on Daxueping, Xuande Cave on Baxiantai...
Every scene, like a movie scene, appeared in his mind one by one.
Looking back now, even he felt that the idea he had at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain that day was definitely a flash of inspiration.
If you are in a hurry.
What you miss is not just the snowy scenery on the mountains.
But it's a huge opportunity.
My mind moved.
In an instant, several more things appeared in front of him, including two futons and a bronze incense burner.
Chen Yulou grabbed it out of thin air.
A futon fell under him.
Others sit cross-legged.
The other one reentered the cave sky deep in the Qi Sea.
As for the incense burner, he placed it outside him. Even after so long, there still seemed to be faint green smoke curling up inside the burner, giving off a refreshing smell.
Just take a whiff.
It made him feel calm and focused.
Coupled with the Enlightenment Futon, the benefits to practice can be compared to a paradise.
Only land immortals like Wen Shi Zhenren were able to do it.
The inheritance of Lou Guan Sect is immortal.
If you have a chance in the future, you can go look for it.
Just like entering Chunyang Palace on the top of Aoshan Mountain, it is actually to appreciate the legacy of Lu Zu on Kuanglu Mountain.
However, even he himself did not expect that he would meet a Jindan sword cultivator in the palace, and a sword discussion would make his understanding of swords advance by leaps and bounds!
As the night gets darker.
The ancient city outside the window slowly fell silent.
Every market is closed.
There are only a few scattered lights hanging outside the business shops.
Chen Yulou put away his thoughts and put the wine bottle on the coffee table aside. He didn't need to calm down. The moment he closed his eyes, he was already in concentration.
Next door.
The end of the corridor.
Partridge Whistle didn’t bother to rest either.
He didn’t even change his clothes, he was sitting at his desk with a candle light, studying the Taixuan Sutra word by word.
Read to your heart's content.
He also did not forget to pick up his pen and copy down the scriptures word for word.
According to Brother Chen, this Taixuan Sutra was most likely left by Zhenren Wenshi, who lived in seclusion on Zhongnan Mountain for hundreds of thousands of years until he ascended and left.
It is an honor to take a look at such a mysterious scripture.
Before each observation, he would clean his hands for fear of getting them a little dirty.
I have been busy these days and can't spare much time. I finally have some free time tonight. How can Partridge Whistle waste time?
There are three rooms separated by Kunlun, Yang Fang and the old foreigner.
One of them went into meditation to practice, and the other stayed up late reading at night.
Unconsciously.
A wisp of white gradually appeared on the horizon, and the downstairs began to become lively, with fishermen, vegetable sellers, breakfast shops, hawking and shouting, bustling with people, giving off the atmosphere of market fireworks.
Phew——
Chen Yulou slowly opened his eyes, the depths of his eyes were shining with golden light, and the aura around him became more and more unfathomable. In addition to the depth between his eyebrows, there was also a sense of sharp sword edge.
Spit out a breath.
Stood up, waved his hand gently, and moved his heart as he pleased. In an instant, the futon and incense burner disappeared out of thin air.
A simple wash.
When he went out, several people from the next few rooms also opened the door and came out.
"Are you all awake?"
"Just in time, let's have something to eat together downstairs, and then set off to Longling."
He glanced at a few people.
Kunlun and the old foreigner's eyes were shining and they were full of energy. It looked like they had had a good sleep.
Yang Fang's eyes were red.
I'm afraid I'll be tossing and turning all night long, making it difficult to sleep.
As for Partridge Whistle, although his face looked tired, his eyes were extremely clear, revealing an indescribable surprise. I think he benefited a lot from studying the scriptures all night long.
“Okay.”
Of course these people will not refuse.
I simply filled my stomach and added enough dry food and water for a few days.
After all, whenever they asked about Longling's whereabouts, the answers they received were almost always that it was remote and desolate, with few people around it.
Wait until everything is ready.
Without any hesitation, the group went out of the city gate first and headed south along the official road.
It is said to be an official road, but in fact it has been inactive for many years. In addition, Gulan County has been experiencing drought for several years. The road is covered with yellow sand, horses have passed by, and smoke is everywhere.
It seems like I have returned to the days when I crossed the Hexi Corridor.
From time to time, you can see figures in twos and threes on the roadside, either driving cows or driving. Most of them have dark faces, red cheeks, and look sallow and thin, full of vegetables.
Only the children in the carriage would poke their heads out curiously and look at them with envy and fear.
Go down the official road.
We bypassed several villages.
The surrounding scenery became more and more desolate, until the fields were replaced by rolling hillsides. After walking deep into the mountains for almost two hours, they finally arrived at Longling.
Look around.
There are ravines and ravines, and fragmented soil plains, mounds, mounds, and ditches stand all around. The withered weeds are blowing back and forth with the cold wind.
Occasionally, you can see unmelted snow on the mountain ridges.
The cold wind blew through the ravine, whining like a ghost wailing.
The rolling mountains are split into countless ravines and wind tunnels.
"This..."
"The shopkeeper, I can't even find anyone to ask for directions."
I thought that no matter how inaccessible it was, there would always be a few people. However, when we arrived, we discovered that on the endless loess plateau, not to mention people, not even birds or animals could be seen.
There is a sense of desolation that is depressing and suffocating.
"Why are you panicking?"
"The terrain is undulating. The Dragon Tower Hall, since there is a large tomb located here, it must be the center of the Dragon Vein."
Chen Yulou shook his head.
Looking around, after a while, I reached a high slope.
Sitting on horseback and looking up.
I saw ravines and ravines all around, like dragons and snakes walking, with scattered heights and extremely complex terrain.
If ordinary people look at it, they will only think that the mountains here are barren, without tents and protection, and it is difficult to form the terrain. However, after learning the secrets of Yin and Yang Feng Shui in the sixteen words, what Chen Yulou saw was the crisscrossing earth veins. The branches and trunks rise together, worthy of the word "Longling".
There is something in the Secret of Seeking the Dragon.
There are hundreds of mountains and rivers, and countless dragon towers and palaces.
This rolling hillside seems to be nothing, but the forms follow each other and the people gather together, clearly showing a deep and peaceful feeling.
After only watching for a moment, he almost felt confident.
He glanced at the partridge whistle behind him again.
Seeing his eyes flickering and deep, he seemed to have noticed something.
"The ups and downs, Brother Chen, under the mountain in front of me, there is probably an immeasurable treasure, at least...at the level of a prince!"
I feel Chen Yulou's sight.
Partridge Whistle let out a breath and without any further delay, briefly explained what he saw.
"If the topography of Longling has always been like this and has never changed, the person who can find such a geomantic treasure is not simple in itself. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a master."
Hearing this What he said.
Chen Yulou knew that Partridge Whistle had already mastered the sixteen characters very deeply.
"No, shopkeeper Chen, senior brother, you two should stop playing riddles to keep your appetite. Where is the Dragon King Temple?"
When you see the two of you, you say something to me.
The old foreigner who followed behind me was confused.
This is the power of dragon veins and the master of Feng Shui.
He also looked for a long time and saw nothing but loess and broken ravines.
“Brothers, old foreigners, have you forgotten those two armored beasts?” (End of this chapter)