Huang Ting

The blue bricks reflect the bright moon in the sky, and the watch platform in the middle of the night is like a shining circular mirror inlaid on the top of Maoshan Mountain.

On the surface of the mirror, which is as quiet as a pool of water, there is a heroic young man, casually wearing a Taoist robe, wearing cloth shoes, with his head lowered and his hands behind his back, strolling on the mirror, as if he were strolling on the moon palace.

He looks like a romantic Taoist wandering around in the night, or like a poet pondering wonderful verses under the moonlight, but no matter how relaxed his posture is, he always carries an awe-inspiring aura, which makes him look like a white dragon.

The emperor in fish suit.

But he was not wandering around or thinking about poetry, but he was ordering mountains and rivers and transforming the terrain.

Hu Xiuwu stood in the center of the watch-raising platform, looking at the smooth brick surface with empty eyes. The Qi in his body spurted out with him as the center, turning into a viscous golden river, flowing on the watch-raising platform.

Following his thoughts, the golden light continued to float on the smooth table. The light dimmed, but became more solid. It was like flowing amber, or like the plasticine in the hands of a child being pinched into shape, and finally formed a game that encompassed Maoshan.

of sand table.

Using golden light as a carrier, Hu Xiuwu projected the distribution direction of the earth energy in the Maoshan Mountains, which was explored using the Earth Order, on the surface of the watch table, making it look like a three-dimensional image for viewing.

During Hu Xiuwu's stroll, the golden light was rippling, just like a god patrolling the mortal world.

He was trying to figure out the Feng Shui designs of his ancestors. During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, when Tao Hongjing set the residence of Shangqing in Maoshan, Maoshan was just a beautiful place.

But after the Tang Dynasty, through the transformation of successive ancestors, Maoshan's Feng Shui situation continued to improve, and finally ranked first among all sects in the Central Plains, and was honored as the first blessed place.

The process of using the earth evil order to repair broken earth veins is also a learning process for Hu Xiuwu.

Just like those who learn calligraphy, they must first copy the copybooks of Yan Zhenqing, Wang Xizhi and other calligraphers. Only after they are proficient in the technique can they be qualified to incorporate their own style when writing.

"It's weird, it's weird, it's magical. Every small feng shui point in Maoshan is considered the best choice for Yangzhai Feng Shui according to the "Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique", but in reality, it's obviously impossible.

All in one place at the same time.”

Hu Xiuwu looked down at the golden sand table at his feet and marveled at the dragon veins secretly connected in the mountain.

"But these unique Feng Shui situations are now not only gathered in the nine peaks, but also in the shape of nine stars. Seven are visible and two are hidden. They are connected with each other and echo secretly. They cover all directions, showing the stars and gathering the energy of the earth."

"No wonder we can support a dozen pot-bellied men who practice "Huang Ting Jing" at the same time, but..."

Hu Xiuwu speculated on the Feng Shui situation,

Even he could see that although this Feng Shui situation had far exceeded Neizang Zhen by several times, it was far from reaching its peak.

It is not like the nine-winding pattern that King Xian made for himself, which leads to the mountain bank, which can nourish the divine dragon. It is also not as mysterious as the Jingjue Ghost Cave, which allows people to reborn and embark on the path of spiritual practice.

Maoshan could have been a hundred miles away, with a single beautiful plant and monopolized aura, but the founders did not do that. Instead, they restrained themselves, and the gathered aura could satisfy the people on the mountain for their spiritual practice and make their minds clear.

That's good.

Hu Xiuwu was puzzled at first, but after thinking about it for a night, he figured out the way and understood the thoughts of the ancestors.

There is no sin greater than excessive desire, no disaster greater than not being satisfied, and no blame greater than desire, so contentment is always enough.

Maoshan Feng Shui is somewhat magical, but not too much and does not exceed the imagination of the world.

It has benefited from it, but it is not too conspicuous and will not arouse the fear of emperors and fellow Taoists. It implies that I am content with what I have and live in harmony with the world.

Just like a spring on a mountain, it flows gurglingly, inconspicuously, but never stops all year round. Just like the inheritance of Maoshan, it continues to this day.

"The wisdom of the ancestors is worth learning."

After understanding the thoughts of the founder, Hu Xiuwu only repaired the connection to the earth veins that were exploded by the artillery fire, and did not add any unnecessary extravagance.

Now is not the time. Although the spiritual energy has revived and the number of new strangers has increased in the past twelve years, it has not reached the point of qualitative change. He has improved Maoshan's feng shui to an incredible level, but will make Maoshan a forgotten place.

"The Patriarch naturally thought thoroughly, and if he can understand a few things, we, the younger generations, will benefit a lot."

Yang Ming took advantage of the night to see Hu Xiuwu. He was standing aside looking at the thumbnail of Maoshan on the ground with great interest, feeling the charm of the Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts and the Earthly Evil Order.

Seeing Hu Xiuwu stop his hand and sigh, he agreed and agreed.

Taoist Yulin stood quietly behind Yang Ming without speaking.

"Uncle,"

Hu Xiuwu said hello to Yang Ming, and then said: "I have repaired all the big broken spots on Maoshan Mountain. There are only some small holes left, which can be repaired slowly by myself."

Yang Ming nodded and looked down from the table-raising platform, looking at the lush, leafy and vibrant mountain forest, and said with nostalgia and emotion:

"Xiuwu, it's good that you took the trouble. Yulin has already told me that there have been several riots on the mountain during this period. Due to the enriched spiritual energy, the spiritual beasts and wild beasts have been running around, scaring tourists several times.

"

Yulin also sighed: "The head of the East China Region, Dou Le, has already approached me once and reminded me in a subtle way that the recent turmoil in Shangqing has been too great and that we should restrain ourselves."

"Fortunately, Longhu Mountain is currently preparing for the Luotian Festival, which has attracted the attention of both the secular world and the alien world, so the Shangqing matter has been suppressed."

Speaking of the Luotian Dajiao in Longhu Mountain, Yang Ming suddenly spoke and said meaningfully: "Speaking of it, the Luotian Dajiao held in the front mountain of Longhu Mountain is because the surname of Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin was carved into the surname Hu.

, it also aroused discussion among many people in the Taoist Association."

Yulin had been guarding Hu Xiuwu near the Shengbiao platform during this period. He really didn't notice this news. He couldn't help but said in surprise: "The Great Emperor Fengdu is not the great surname of Emperor Yan. Why did the angel change his surname to Hu?"

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Yang Ming said: "Who knows, maybe there is something recorded in the Celestial Master's Book, the lost secret of our Shangqing."

Yulin: “???”

The golden mountains and rivers all over the ground dispersed into golden light again, and were taken back into the body by Hu Xiuwu like thick fog in a pool: "The feng shui repairs in Maoshan have been completed. I'm afraid I have to leave for a while, uncle."

Yang Ming seemed to have expected it and was not surprised: "You are going to attend the Luotian Festival."

Hu Xiuwu: "Disciple wants to return a favor."

"We have to go up to Longhu Mountain."

Yang Ming said: "Then you have to do one thing first."

"What."

"Book tickets."

“Book tickets!

"

"Do you know who I am! I still need to buy tickets!"

Zhang Chulan pointed her finger at her face and shouted at the conductor with a look of disbelief on her face.

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