Yang Fan quickly asked: "What, dragon veins can still be transferred!"
This news is quite exciting. This is the first time Yang Fan has heard that dragon veins can be transferred.
Mr. Wu smiled bitterly and said: "Since the dragon veins can be artificially utilized, why can't they be transferred? When Zhonglong gathered the king's energy in Jinling, Qin Shihuang sent people to dig the Qinhuai River to connect the Yangtze River and remove the dragon's energy. He also buried a large amount of dragon energy in the Purple Mountain. Gold and silver suppressed the kingly spirit. This destroyed the feng shui of Nanjing. Historically, those who made Nanjing their capital were short-lived dynasties or small dynasties with small territories and settled in a corner."
Yang Fan nodded, he had heard of this too.
The imperial capital of China has long been on Zhonglong. That is, the Kunlun Mountains extend from the Qinling, Songshan and Dabie Mountains between Qinghai and Xizang.
Before the Yuan Dynasty, the capital swung east and west on this line.
That is, swinging on the Longhai Railway. Chang'an, Luoyang, Kaifeng, Yecheng, Xuchang, Anyang (Chaoge). Except Xia Chao doesn't know. Everything else swings along this line.
It wasn’t until the Yuan Dynasty that the Grand Canal was changed from east-west to north-south (the Sui Dynasty had two canals, the North River from Zhuojun to Luoyang and the South River from Hangzhou to Luoyang. The Yuan Dynasty changed it to a north-south direction from the imperial capital to Nanjing, and finally arrived in Hangzhou The Wang Qi released from Zhonglong went to Beilong and gathered in Beiping). He moved to Beilong and has since stabilized. Although Zhu Yuanzhang briefly made his capital Jinling, where Zhonglong entered the sea, Zhu Di quickly moved the capital to Peiping.
From then on, the capital of China was changed to the imperial capital and Jinling's north-south swing pattern along the Grand Canal. It can be seen that the king's energy can indeed change, and the dragon's veins can also be artificially changed.
"Then what are the consequences of this?" Yang Fan asked nervously.
He doesn't care how the dragon vein goes, he only cares about the consequences. A major change at this level will definitely affect the country of the Han people. He knew clearly that the decline of the Han people began when Long Qi left Beilong.
Starting from the late Ming Dynasty, China's national destiny began to plummet, and it became even more miserable in modern times.
"The most direct change is that the Ming Dynasty has run out of energy and is unable to recover." Mr. Wu shook his head and lamented. Although the Ming Dynasty had all kinds of shortcomings, no one wanted the luck of the Han people to dissipate.
"Now that Wang Qi is gone, someone else must benefit. Who will benefit?" Yang Fan asked with cold eyes. He would never allow other cats or dogs to take advantage of him.
"The king's energy has gone to the Changbai Mountains, and the establishment of slaves will probably become a thing. If the establishment of slaves conquers the world, I will wear my hair in left pants. Now the king's energy has reached the Changbai Mountains, but the king's energy is fluid, and I am afraid it will go to South Korea and Japan. They There will be a chance to rise in three hundred years."
Yang Fan sneered and said: "Don't even think about it. As long as I'm here, my Chinese Dragon Vein King Qi can't take advantage of them. Didn't you just say that Jinling's King Qi has been controlled? I don't believe it. This Beilong I can’t suppress my royal anger.”
Mr. Wu lowered his head and sank for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "This kind of change of fortune is not good for me. However, for the sake of future generations, I will bear the consequences alone."
Mr. Wu came to tell Yang Fan this because he wanted to encourage Yang Fan to replace him.
This country and the country cannot take advantage of foreigners. Moreover, he made sacrifices and did such great things. If Yang Fan succeeds in the future, he will definitely not treat his descendants badly.
"Tomorrow night, we will climb Beishan, find the key point in the neck where the head is turned, and bury the gold and silver magic weapon. For the time being, we will suppress Jiannu's luck. After the master has conquered Liaodong, we will build a canal to connect the Songhua River and the Liaohe River. . Vent Beilong’s Wang Qi. Let the Wang Qi flow into the Bohai Sea. Then build temples on the Changshan Islands to suppress and lock the exits of the Bohai Sea. Gather the Qi in important places in Gyeonggi and that’s it.”
Yang Fan said worriedly: "I didn't bring much gold and silver when I came out this time. The pirates' treasures were quite a lot of gold and silver, and they were all transported back to the new city."
Mr. Wu smiled and said: "You don't know something, proprietor. In ancient times, gold can often be replaced by copper. With so many naval guns, just take some and bury them. And these cannons are very powerful. Yang Qi, violent Qi , violent, murderous, and evil spirits are very powerful. The suppression effect is better."
Yang Fan slapped his thigh and said happily: "That's great, we don't have anything else. The naval guns on the ship are made of one hundred kilograms of copper and eleven kilograms of tin.
of. There are plenty of naval guns. "
For such a big thing, Yang Fan is willing to give up. Although bronze naval guns were very expensive, one cost four times as much as iron cannons.
That night, the bright moon was in the sky, and it was really a bright night. The moonlight was very bright, and the ground it illuminated was somewhat similar to that in the early morning. The snow also reflects the sun, making the sky and the earth bright.
Yang Fan led 500 people and dragged the sledge for half the night, and finally found the location under the guidance of Mr. Wu Guan Dou. There was a ridgeline bend. A huge tree stands there. Because it is winter, all the leaves have fallen, and the dry branches are twisted and twisted, all stretching towards the sky.
"Proprietor, the earth energy here is rushing upwards, twisting this ancient tree into this shape." Mr. Wu said, stroking his beard. "The turning point of the crypt is here. As long as we work hard here and bury a hundred bronze cannons here, with the muzzles facing the direction of Shenyang, we can temporarily suppress the fate of Jiannu for ten years. "
Yang Fan nodded, he had always had confidence in Mr. Wu's level. This is the most outstanding earth master he has ever seen.
At this moment, something strange happened, and a clear voice came from the tree.
"Hahaha, you little kid is quite interesting, you actually figured out that this is the key."
"Who are you, come out!" Donkey Dan was furious. A strong guard stood in front of Yang Fan, and fifty soldiers immediately raised their flintlock rifles. The bayonets gleamed in the moonlight.
In front of everyone's eyes, a slovenly Taoist fell from the sky and fell from the tree crown.
Donkey Dan was about to make a move. Yang Fan raised a hand and shook it. Signaling everyone not to move.
Yang Fan looked carefully. I saw this Taoist, who was in his forties, with a look of vicissitudes of life and weather. His face was dark, as if he hadn't washed it for many years.
The Taoist robe is actually made of cloth. Isn't this person afraid of the cold? Although he looks ugly and his clothes are ragged, he doesn't know why, but he has an aura of being out of the ordinary. He carries an ancient sword with pine patterns on his back, and a mutton-fat jade pendant with chilong patterns tied around his waist. They are all valuable items.
Yang Fan narrowed his eyes. It was impossible to leak what happened tonight. Only he and Mr. Wu know. Mr. Wu did not leave his sight. How did this Taoist know?
Could it be that he is here to do the same thing as himself?
Yang Fan suddenly remembered someone. Tian Zili sent that boy to Chahar on official business, and by the way, he got himself a wife. This is really a public and private matter, and nothing is delayed.
That little daughter-in-law is still the little princess of Lin Dan Khan, the legitimate direct lineage of the golden family.
I remember that his servant told him that there was a Wu Taoist running around on the grassland. Tian Zili mentioned such a person in his correspondence. Judging from his attire, the ancient sword and jade pendant go very well together.
Mr. Wu is also in his fifties and almost sixty this year. Being called a little doll by someone who looks at him in his forties immediately made him a little angry.
"I don't know what this Taoist brother has to say." Mr. Wu said with cupped hands. He is still very confident in his abilities.
The Taoist squinted his eyes and glanced at him with disdain, then kept looking at the sky.
"Don't take advice seriously. If you really bury the cannon today, you will be blind tomorrow morning. Believe it or not."
