Imperial City, Tangling
That night there was a sudden thunder and lightning, and boundless thunder gathered in the sky above Dongling. In the middle of the night, many residents in Haojing City near Dongling heard the violent roar of dragons.
Viewing the rooftop, in front of the Demon-Suppressing Tower
Zhang Jian set up the formation, but at this time the Yin God had returned to the chimney door. When the thunder started, Zhang Jian stopped absorbing the lunar moonlight.
The sound of thunder is strong and yang, which can easily injure the Yin spirit who has left the body.
The Yin Shen is as tyrannical as him and is unwilling to make such an attempt.
At this time, Zhang Jian sensed the change in the dragon's energy in Dongling, and looked in the direction of Dongling.
It seems that a terrifying monster is about to be born deep in Dongling, attracting a bombardment of boundless thunder.
"It's not like natural thunder, more like thunder disaster..."
Zhang Jian's eyes fluctuated, and under such a thunderstorm, there seemed to be wisps of astonishing evil energy escaping from it. This evil energy was so strong that Zhang Jian also felt a sudden impulse.
After a moment, purple light emerged from the thunder above the head. The purple light was no longer the shape of a thunder ball, but turned into a thunder mound, with thunder beasts condensed inside. The gods rushed out to kill the evil spirits.
Not long after, the thunder tribulation stopped abruptly and slowly dissipated.
"Failed?"
Seeing that Lei Lei seemed to have suddenly lost his target, Zhang Jian's eyes fluctuated.
But when he glanced at the imperial mausoleum, his eyes suddenly frowned.
He noticed that under the thunder, there was something wrong with the feng shui of the imperial mausoleum.
The original imperial mausoleum was complete and majestic.
At this time, under the thunder light, I saw that the door of the mausoleum was destroyed by purple thunder. It was like a huge gap in the nine forces, and the purple energy of the dragon vein began to leak out.
In the dark void, countless evil spirits were attracted and came towards Dongling, intending to penetrate into the dragon's veins.
"... If the dragon's veins are broken, the country will not grow long!"
Zhang Jian was solemn and solemn, this was really a strange disaster from heaven.
What on earth are the Daqian royal family doing to ruin their own feng shui?
Zhang Jian has never seen this kind of operation!
Unfortunately, he just withdrew his gaze, but he felt that there were powerful qi coming from the imperial city towards Dongling.
…
In front of the Dongling Tomb, Taoist Dongxiao and Taoist Dongjue arrived together. The two Lord Yinshen who were in charge of Haojing were looking at the broken gate of the Dongling Mausoleum in front of them with shocked faces.
This Dongling mausoleum is sealed with fine Qingyao stone as the main material. According to common sense, even if it is hacked by a flying sword, it will not be damaged.
At this time, there was a big hole, and the door looked like a spider web.
The two waited for a while without entering. After a while, they saw a figure coming out from the side of Dongling.
It was a figure with a high crown and a scholar's belt. He looked like an ancient scholar-bureaucrat, with a long sword on his waist.
There is no trace of energy fluctuations in his body, just like an ordinary official.
But seeing this figure, Taoist Dongxiao and Taoist Dongjue looked solemn.
"senior!"
The two of them had already met the real Yuanshen who was stationed deep in the imperial mausoleum.
After the battle at Chengguang Gate, Taoist Dongxiao and Taoist Dongjue paid a special visit, and at this time they already knew the origin of the real Yuanshen.
In the darkness, this figure looked calm and waved his hands.
"You don't have to worry about things here, just go back!"
"……this"
Taoist Dongxiao and Taoist Dongjue looked at each other, and both saw the hesitation in each other's eyes, but their thin arms could not hold their thighs. Even though they knew what the real Yuanshen was doing deep in the imperial mausoleum, they did not dare to investigate rashly. If their ways are not up to par, they are not the ancestors of the Dongshen Cult after all.
After Taoist Dongxiao and Taoist Dongjue left, a figure walked out from the side. It was a figure wearing a purple python robe, with a tall figure and slender eyebrows.
Surprisingly, it was Chao Mu, the eunuch in charge of the palace.
"Brother Dao, how could this happen?"
Hearing this, the tall and elegant figure shook his head and said.
"It's normal. After all, that thing is too powerful. Once it takes shape, it will cause trouble!"
Chao Mu frowned his long eyebrows. "But the imperial mausoleum dragon vein cannot withstand such a degree of backlash! This will affect Guo Zuo!"
The figure shook his head and said.
"The emperor desires immortality, and this is the price that must be paid. If the emperor's magic weapon cannot be tempered and formed, how can it withstand the backlash of the dragon's energy?!"
"But you should only fail once, and you will definitely succeed next time!"
Chao Mu's face was expressionless, but his eyes were suspicious. He didn't really believe this statement in his heart, but the Daqian royal family had no retreat now and could only keep moving forward. Once successful, not only would the Qiankun society be protected, but all the emperors of Daqian would also be protected. The dream can come true.
He looked into the depths of the mausoleum at this moment, suddenly stepped closer, stretched out a hand and just pressed it slightly, then shattered the door of the mausoleum.
The scene inside emerged.
However, with just one glance, Chao Mu suddenly frowned.
The many bronze divine generals and golden bodies guarding the tomb on the periphery were fine, but next to the tomb, most of the ever-burning lamps inside were extinguished.
This is an ominous sign.
In addition, there were several coffins that were erected on the ground inside. Several of the iron chains were broken out of thin air, and one of the coffins had already fallen to the ground.
Looking carefully, it turns out that it is the coffin of Wei Yuanyang, the great ancestor of the Great Qian Dynasty.
At this time, a corner of the coffin was cracked. Looking carefully, there were no bones inside the coffin, and only a dragon robe was buried with him.
The two of them looked at this scene and didn't take it seriously, but when they looked at the changes inside the imperial mausoleum, they looked solemn and felt something bad in their hearts.
This is completely broken Feng Shui.
It seems that this backlash is much bigger than they imagined.
The figure's expression was not very good when he saw this. He said in a deep voice: "I will restore the imperial mausoleum and build an altar to pray to heaven. I will continue the reign of Daqian for thirty-six years. This magic weapon will be used within thirty-six years." It will definitely be done, and if we move to the imperial mausoleum in the next period of time, we will be able to pass this test smoothly!"
Chao Mu frowned tightly when he heard this.
Having said that, I'm afraid it won't be that smooth.
However, he had been mentally prepared from the moment he started this game. After all, they had stolen too many creations, which would harm the peace of the world.
"It's a pity that the Cave God is not here, otherwise there is no need to worry if he comes forward!"
Chao Mu made no secret of his confidence in the Dongshen Cult Ancestor and his distrust of this figure.
Hearing this, the figure glanced at Chao Mu, pondered slightly and then said. "You are in charge of the black-clothed guards. During this period, pay attention to changes in the outside world. The dragon energy leaks out. New hidden dragons will rise in the counties, and other dragon veins will also sprout. If we can capture a new dragon vein, we will take it. If you use it, you will definitely be able to find a way to renew the vitality of the dragon's veins and make up for the flaws!"
Come and try it quickly. 】
Hearing this, Chao Mu nodded lightly.
…
On the observation deck, in the following days, Zhang Jian noticed that the damaged terrain deep in the imperial mausoleum was slowly being healed, and the boundless evil spirit was blocked.
The dragon energy inside returned to its full state, and soon the black dragon of national destiny reappeared.
This surprised Zhang Jian.
Usually after the Feng Shui bureau is broken, it is basically impossible to repair it, and you can only choose other treasures.
And it is even more taboo if the dragon vein is damaged.
It is inevitable that the dragon spirit will be lost and the country will decline.
Can it still be bridged?
"It seems that there must be some arrangement inside the imperial mausoleum to block the dragon veins and temporarily stop the gap!"
Zhang Jian thought to himself.
He has read so many ancient references and has gained some knowledge in Feng Shui.
Even the method of completion has been thought of.
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