On the second day, after breakfast, Feng Fuyao selected ten female soldiers, including Feng Jiu, and brought them to the house, Long Wushuang pretended to be mysterious, closed the door tightly, stood in front of everyone, his expression was serious, and his voice was deliberately lowered: "If I pass today, including what I will take you to do, there must be no discussion, you will do whatever I ask you to do, and try not to make a noise during the whole process, can you do it?"

Although everyone was basically confused, they all replied, "I promise to do it." ”

Long Wushuang nodded: "Okay, now go and prepare some fruits, bring a few jars of wine, bring a table, each of you bring some digging and cutting tools, wait for me to go up the mountain to worship the tree spirit, and after the tree spirit has eaten and drunk enough, and falls asleep, I will assign you another task, go and prepare." ”

The female soldiers immediately dispersed, and they all went to prepare things in their own muffled voices, Long Wushuang sat down on the chair, and said to Feng Fuyao: "What should you do or what you should do, just treat it as if there is nothing, go ahead." ”

After Feng Fuyao left, after a short time, the female soldiers all returned, a large pile of various fruits were prepared, several jars of fine wine were brought, what axes, saws, hoes for excavation, etc. were all prepared, he checked it, nodded and said, "It's okay, follow me up the mountain." ”

Under the leadership of Long Wushuang, everyone no longer detoured, but went straight to Fengshan, and met a lot of women along the way, curiously inquiring, but everyone just waved their hands, no one said, and mysteriously arrived at the foot of Fengshan.

After everyone went up the steps and got into the bamboo forest, Long Wushuang stopped, he turned around and ordered a female soldier, and said, "You are staying here, during this period, no one is allowed to go up the mountain, do you understand?"

The female soldier stood up straight: "Understood." ”

"Okay", he turned away, "the rest of you, follow me up the mountain." ”

Everyone zigzags all the way, circling upward, to the top of the mountain, pushing the door in, in the weeds all the way forward, to the huge plane tree, Long Wushuang motioned everyone to put down the platform, and then put the fruits and wine on the platform to put it on the table, so that everyone stood in a neat line, he stood in front of the stage, looking up at the big tree, and he didn't know what he was reading, anyway, everyone didn't understand, in fact, he couldn't understand himself, it was just a trick to fool everyone.

He recited a cup of tea, opened his eyes, took out the bottle, put it in front of the table, and used his divine power to enlarge the bottle, and the mouth of the bottle was facing him, and he also looked up, and his mouth began to chant again.

This thought was another time for a cup of tea, he pretended to hold the mouth of the bottle and walked around, went to the table to take the wine, opened the mouth of the altar, and kept chattering in his mouth, and splashed the wine under the tree one by one.

The female soldiers all looked at him with bated breath, standing upright, no one dared to speak, for fear of disturbing him to cast spells, Feng Jiu probably guessed that today's activity was related to feng shui, and the heart was extremely excited, the feng shui problem that had plagued the Feng clan for tens of thousands of years was finally found, my uncle is really a talent.

After Long Wushuang finished pouring the wine, he returned to the front of the stage, and walked around the bottle a few times, and finally stood still, looking up: "Okay, the tree spirit has eaten and drunk enough, and has fallen asleep, everyone first digs along the roots of the tree, as wide as possible, find out where the spiritual veins are, and act." ”

After giving the order, he went around gracefully, but the nine female soldiers were suffering, each root was as thick as a bucket, and it took a huge amount of effort to dig along any root, and the excavated soil had to be poured over the edge of the rock, which was very hard.

Long Wushuang waited for everyone to dig a little bigger, and walked back: "You just dig, I'll solve the soil", he moved the bottle and pulled it under the tree: "Everyone come here, stand behind me." ”

When everyone was gathered behind him, he pushed down the bottle and muttered a few words with a fake thought: "Blow." ”

"Whew", the wind suddenly rose, rolled up and flew out with the excavated soft soil, he pushed the bottle around the big tree in a circle, and soon blew around, blowing the dug soil clean, and the thick roots were all exposed, he pretended to look around, and did not see any divine stones, so he said: "There are already spiritual veins exposed, dig again, dig wider, and dig all the top of this mountain." ”

The female soldiers sweated like rain, and then dug hard, digging the top of the mountain again, Long Wushuang blew it with a bottle again, and the soil was all blown into the bamboo forest at the bottom of the mountain, and finally there were no weeds to be seen on the top of the mountain, it was all bare soil.

Digging so repeatedly, blowing in the wind repeatedly, until dusk, the top of the mountain was cut down by a full five feet, and the huge roots of the trees were completely exposed, and the roots were intertwined, and they looked extremely hideous, and the plane trees seemed even taller.

But where is the divine stone, Long Wushuang has never been able to see it, he saw that it was going to be dark again, and his heart became a little anxious, but he had no choice but to gather everyone: "Let's stop here today, Ming continues, but you still have to keep it a secret, leave two people at night at the bottom of the mountain, and no one is allowed to come up, and Ming will bring a few jars of wine to worship the tree spirit." ”

After pretending to recite the mantra for a while, he took the bottle, took everyone all the way down the mountain, arranged for the two to stay, and the rest returned to Feng Fuyao's residence, he entertained everyone for dinner, and dispersed home.

After the soldiers left, he was the only one left in the house, he took another book and sat at the table pretending, but he didn't even finish a page, he was thinking, the top of the mountain was almost cut off five feet, why can't you see the Divine Stone, did the ancestors of the Feng Clan bury it as deep as this, or the Great Elder made a mistake, the Divine Stone was not buried in Fengshan at all?

After waiting for a while, Feng Fuyao came back, and she sat down in front of him: "How?"

Long Wushuang said in a low voice: "There are many spiritual veins that have been revealed, each of which is the source of absorbing the spiritual energy of the Feng Clan, I am thinking about which ones to remove and which ones to leave behind." ”

Feng Fuyao: "Okay, I'll work hard for you." ”

Long Wushuang suddenly thought of a question, if there was really a divine stone buried on the mountain, wouldn't Feng Fuyao know, wouldn't she remind herself, but she didn't mention the divine stone in a word, could it be that the divine stone was really not on the mountain, no, she had to find a way to knock on the side.

He poured her a cup of tea: "Drink some tea." ”

Feng Fuyao picked up the teacup and took a sip: "You have to be careful, if the spiritual vein is broken wrong, it will also affect Feng Shui." ”

Long Wushuang: "Don't worry, as long as there is nothing to dig on the top of the mountain, I will dig out all the spiritual veins, and then comprehensively weigh them, there will be no accidents." ”

Feng Fuyao heard his words and seemed thoughtful: "But you still have to pay attention to it, don't dig hard." ”

Long Wushuang's heart moved: "What's the matter, is there really a place that can't be dug?"

Feng Fuyao: "100,000 years ago, we destroyed the Kraken King, cursed the Kraken Clan, sealed the curse in a sacred stone, buried in the top of the Phoenix Mountain below 20 zhang on the ground, and then transplanted the plane tree, it was already the tree king of the Feng clan at that time, according to everyone's efforts to move it to the top of the mountain, planted directly above the buried god stone, at that time Qingluan was still there, the sycamore is where it lives, and it personally takes care of the divine stone, so when you dig again, don't dig out the divine stone." ”

Long Wushuang was completely clear now, it turned out that it was buried so deeply: "It turns out that there is really something, what will happen if you dig it out?"

Feng Fuyao: "I don't know, anyway, it's a curse of the Kraken Clan, even if it is dug up, I'm afraid no one can solve it now, don't worry about it, let it be buried properly." ”

On the second day, Long Wushuang regathered everyone, but he didn't take all of them with him, but pretended to care, and left five people who were overworked yesterday and had so much pain in their backs and legs today that they couldn't even walk, and only brought five strong people up the mountain again.

After everyone arrived at the top of the mountain, they still pretended to worship the wine, and Long Wushuang brought the five female soldiers to the bottom of the big tree: "Yesterday evening, I used the divine bottle to gather qi to observe, only to find that there is a big murderous thing under this tree, it is it that absorbs the aura of the Feng clan, and all of them are gathered here, so we not only have to consider removing the excess spiritual veins, but also dig out the big fierce thing and remove it, do you know what is buried underneath?"

A female soldier said: "I seem to have heard of my grandmother, there was once a divine stone buried on the mountain, which cursed the Kraken clan, and my uncle's fierce thing was not that divine stone?"

Long Wushuang pretended to think for a moment: "It's possible, it's buried here for 100,000 years, it's very possible to gather spirits and turn souls into a big murderous thing, everyone will dig down twenty zhang under this tree, and when we remove the divine stone, it will no longer affect the feng shui of the Feng clan, excavate." ”

The five female soldiers were ordered not to dig anywhere else, but to dig hard directly under the big tree, and after concentrating on one point, the progress was unprecedentedly fast, and by noon, they had already dug twenty feet under the rain.

Long Wushuang squatted on it, constantly helping them carry away the soil, it was already very deep below, and everyone was completely relying on the light of the weapon to operate below.

"When", he suddenly heard a sound from below, as if he had touched something, and quickly asked, "Did you dig it?"

"Uncle," replied the female soldier below, "I dug up a flat stone, which seems to be a slate." ”

"Okay, come up, I'll cast the spell," he said, shrunken the bottle, and picked it up.

The female soldiers flew up one by one, he asked for a fairy sword, and used his divine power, and the fairy sword lit up, taking him all the way down to the bottom of the pit.

He landed on the stone cover, first pretended to take out the bottle, and it didn't grow bigger, the space below was limited, and he couldn't do this, and he muttered for a while, carefully observed the cover, drew a circle around the perimeter with a fairy sword, and cut the cover alive and pulled it open.

Underneath the cover, there was a boxy space, about five feet in circumference, and in the middle of the space lay a black box, and he jumped down from the round hole that had been cut, crouched down in front of the box, and looked carefully until he saw that there was a seal on the box.

He used his divine power and covered his hand on the seal, the golden light shone, and the box vibrate, as if something wanted to rush out, but the seal was extremely strong, and he couldn't know what kind of mantra or anything like that, so he couldn't open it.

However, he was sure that there must be the divine stone in it, so he didn't bother to look at it, hugged the box, flew out of the hole, and looked up: "Fill in the hole first, I'll go and mark the spirit vein, and then you see which one I marked, cut which one, after the cut, I have to saw some branches, I will also mark them one by one, let's do it, and strive to finish it when it's dark." ”

Everyone got busy again, Long Wushuang took the paint prepared in advance and selected some roots, smeared with paint, about to cut off half of the roots of this tree, after marking the roots, he jumped on the tree again, marked on some thick branches, and sawed off half of the branches, mainly some branches that were scattered very far away at the bottom, which can be regarded as reducing the burden for the big tree, how much water and how much nutrients does such a big tree have to absorb every day.

When everything was done and everyone had leveled the ground, it was twilight, and the huge plane tree was only half the size of before, but it was more beautiful than before, as if it had been a haircut, and it looked more energetic.

Long Wushuang hugged the box, let everyone collect all the things, each carried a lot of them, in the twilight, the road in the woods was almost invisible, everyone lit their weapons, all the way down the mountain.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Long Wushuang said to everyone: "I won't invite everyone to eat today, I'm tired, go home and take a good bath, eat and go to bed early, I'll invite you again, go." ”

When everyone was gone, it was already dark, he took advantage of the cover of the night, and quickly ran to the mouth of the enchantment, wanting to leave quickly with the divine stone, but he felt that it was not good to go this way, so he found a place near the mouth of the enchantment and dug a three-foot-deep pit, buried the box, and then hurried back to Feng Fuyao's residence.