The dragon swallows the coffin and becomes immortal for thousands of years.
Zuo Daoran's handwriting does indeed record such Feng Shui acupoints.
But the dragon swallowing the coffin is a divine burial.
Grandpa, he...
After a few seconds, the ground stopped shaking and the old house returned to its original state.
I hurriedly opened the third layer of spiritual eyes, explored the underground veins, and looked for grandpa's coffin.
It turned out that all the branches underground were gathered together, like a golden torrent, rushing towards the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
And Grandpa's coffin was in that torrent, having crossed two mountains and entered the realm of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
This scene shocked me beyond measure.
Then there was a deep worry. If grandpa wanted to become a god, he would naturally steal the true dragon luck of Shiwandashan after entering.
What about Xiaocui?
Xiaocui will definitely not let this kind of thing go unchecked...
My heart suddenly became confused, I ran back to my second uncle and told him the situation.
When my second uncle heard that grandpa's coffin had entered the main vein of Shiwanda Mountain, his face changed slightly and he urged me: "Go into the mountain now and explain the situation to Xiaocui."
"Yangyang, one of them is your daughter-in-law and the other is your grandfather. They are all relatives."
Why don't I know.
Because of this, I feel uncomfortable.
This time, grandpa really gave me a big problem.
I carried the box left by the ninja and set off to enter Shiwanda Mountain.
Fang hated the situation and shouted: "Boy, you forgot to let me out!"
As soon as I walked away, the dragon lock naturally fell apart.
However, he could imitate my dragon control skills, but he would never know the mystery behind it. Thinking of the sky coffin he mentioned, I stopped in front of him and asked: "What is the sky coffin?"
Fang Henshao quickly shut his mouth.
I threatened: "If you don't tell me, I will lock you here and let you dry in the sun."
"Don't!" Young Master Fang Hen became anxious and shouted to his second uncle, "Li Er, the matter with your old man is over. Isn't it a bit too much for your eldest nephew to still treat me like this?"
The second uncle snorted and said, "I also want to know what the sky coffin is!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Henshao realized that he had no choice and asked helplessly: "You all know the difference between a coffin and a coffin, right?"
I nodded.
In ancient times, wealthy families would wrap their coffins with another layer when they were buried.
The outer layer is the coffin. The space between the coffin and the coffin will be used to place funeral objects, while the coffin containing the body is inside.
Fang Henshao continued: "The dragon coffin you are talking about is the dragon coffin to be precise. The sky coffin is the coffin inside the dragon coffin."
I asked: "What do you mean, the sky coffin is the real dragon coffin?"
Fang Henshao said: "You can't say that. Only when the coffin and coffin are complete, plus the spiritual beads, and the coffin is complete, can its mysterious power be unleashed."
"But that kind of power may not be something that humans can control, otherwise Xu Fu wouldn't have sealed it. It may be a good thing that the coffin and the spirit beads are divided into four parts."
Fang Henshao looked worried.
I remember Hu Wenhui said that there were runes engraved in the dragon coffin that could turn his lover into a real soul.
If this is really the case, grandpa's spirit body becomes a real soul and then merges into the physical body...
By then, I'm afraid he will be like Xiao Cui, without any need for dragon coffins and spiritual beads.
I have too many doubts in my heart, but I am afraid only Xiaocui can answer these doubts.
I looked at Fang Henshao curiously and asked, "Where did you learn these things?"
Fang Henshao was imprisoned by the dragon lock, but he still shook his head and said: "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade..."
"Hey! Don't leave! My dragon lock..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the eight golden dragons fell back to the ground.
But the moment the dragon lock disappeared, the second uncle rushed over, pressed Fang Henshao on his body, punched his face several times, and asked, "Whose father do you think you look like?"
I saw that my second uncle can move his hands, so I guess he has almost recovered.
And being suppressed by the second uncle at close range would definitely be a nightmare. No matter how powerful the Vientiane Technique is, it can't imitate the second uncle's knowledge but no skills.
What's more, they are friends, and they won't really fight to the death even if they think about it.
Seeing this, I took Huang Jiu and entered Shiwanda Mountain along the peak.
When we walked to Huang Jiu's house, a black mist rushed into the forest, suppressing even the sun's rays wherever it passed.
The black mist approached us, and Xiaocui's sedan appeared.
Twenty-four people carried it, and in front, there was a strange little girl leading the way.
The little girl looks to be about the same age as me. She is pretty and has big, lively eyes.
She made a blessed gesture and introduced herself: "Sir, I am Rourou, the personal maid of the mountain master. Please get on the sedan."
Shiwandashan is so big that it takes two or three days to reach the core.
Huang Jiu looked at the sedan, his eyes shining, and he squatted on my shoulders tightly, holding on to my hair, preparing to sneak in.
But when I climbed to the door of the sedan, Rourou said, "Master Jiu, you are not allowed to get on Miss's sedan. This is the rule."
Huang Jiu was shocked when he heard this, and said sharply: "What do you mean? I have ridden in my sister-in-law's car. Isn't the sedan the same as the car? Why can't I sit in it?"
Before Rourou could speak, Huang Jiu then said: "I can squat on the edge of the sedan, is that okay?"
Rourou looked at me awkwardly.
Apparently, squatting outside doesn't violate the rules.
I nodded upon seeing this.
Rourou then said: "Master Jiu, Rourou said something ugly first. If you entered the sedan privately, that would be..."
Huang Jiu said impatiently: "I won't go in. Why do you, a little girl, talk so much nonsense? Hurry up and walk along the Twenty-Four Mountains, stopping every time you reach a mountain."
Xiaocui's personal maid has a lot of power.
Huang Jiu, a fox who pretends to be a tiger, may not be able to control him.
But I knew what Huang Jiu was thinking, so I said, "Just do what Huang Jiu says, but don't stay too long. I'm in a hurry."
Before Rourou opened her mouth, Huang Jiu said angrily: "Did you hear that? My elder brother said it, you little girl, just do it."
Now I am the elder brother, not the younger brother...
I'm a little speechless.
Black mist quickly swept over the sedan, and then flew into the sky.
Then I lay down on the sedan chair and said to Huang Jiu: "Brother Huang, Rourou is Xiaocui's personal maid. You are a little girl, aren't you afraid that she will put on your little shoes?"
"Oh, how could I have forgotten this?" Huang Jiu made a move, then immediately changed his expression, and shouted coquettishly: "Miss Rourou..."
Rourou also had a bad temper and pretended not to hear what Huang Jiu said.
Huang Jiu immediately flattered him and said, "Aunt Rourou..."
Rourou still ignored him, and just as the sedan stopped, she said coldly: "Master Jiu, the twenty-fourth mountain has arrived."
When Huang Jiuyi heard Mo Shan, he forgot to please him and stood up majestically.
I was also curious and took a look.
I saw a majestic mountain below, but there were no houses on it, instead there were caves of various sizes.
We stopped and exposed the sedan, and many small animals walked out of the cave.
After seeing the sedan, they all transformed into humans and saluted to the sedan.
Huang Jiu took a look, fearing that the big demon below wouldn't be able to see him, so he made his shadow appear in a big way.
