As for the numbers thirty-six and seventy-two, most people really don't know why they appear so often. c

In fact, these two figures are not pretended by the ancients, but they are very knowledgeable.

Thirty-six, the sum of six and six, six is the most admired auspicious number in our country. Zhou Yi, each hexagram has six lines. There are six rhythms of sound. There are six scholars and doctors. There are six relatives in the family relationship. After Qin Shi Huang unified the world, the number was six inches, the hat was six inches, the car was six feet, and the horse frame was six.

Seventy-two, however, is made up of two thirty-six, and is divided into thirty-six. The sum is again seventy-two. Seventy-two, on the other hand, represents the direction and is often used in hexagrams. The year is divided into five directions, south, east, west, and north, and the three hundred and sixty days of the year are divided into seventy-two phases, each of which is five days.

That's what these numbers mean, and it's the story behind it that most people don't know. I just thought that the ancients loved to use these numbers just to sound good, but in fact, these numbers have a deep meaning.

And Zhang Jue's painting of the dragon is to abide by this principle.

A golden pillar is a round face, and he paints dragons vertically from top to bottom, row by row. Drawing eight vertical columns is a gossip.

Each hexagram is composed of seventy-two dragon totems, seventy-two are directions, and the eight trigrams are also directions. These combinations and arrangements are traceable.

That Mr. Xu can't explain this, he can only see the superficial phenomenon. But it's also remarkable, how can ordinary people understand the mystery here?

Zhang Jue couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard Mr. Xu talking about others, and he was a little impressed by this person. took the time to glance at him, but saw that this person had broad eyebrows and a bright forehead. It is in stark contrast to the many people around him who are black-minded.

I can't help but be secretly surprised, this dragon vein also has wisdom and a narcissistic heart? Kill only those who don't understand?

It's also ridiculous, this Xu always only knows some skins, and there is no way to crack it, so he can escape in this suppression of the dragon vein、。? One? Read the book to know that there will definitely be a lot of deaths in the dragon vein. Not to die, that's all about probability and luck.

This dragon painting is a big project, each vertical is seventy-two dragons, a total of eight verticals. A total of five hundred and seventy-six cinnabar dragon totems.

Ordinary people can't stand painting seventy-two vertical lines, but if they draw five hundred and seventy-six dragons, their hands will be broken.

It is also thanks to Zhang Jue's martial arts skills, and his wrist strength is good. But around is so, after painting the seventh vertical. I was so tired that I couldn't lift my whole arm.

It's ridiculous that some people laughed before that the dragons painted by Zhang Jue were too simple, if every dragon was painted vividly, and each one was the kind of five-clawed dragon shown on TV, then after painting 576 dragons, this would probably be a big project for a few months......

They didn't even understand what this dragon totem represented. Totem originally represents a meaning. This meaning can be expressed in symbols, which is called totem.

"Ugh."

Zhang Jue sighed tiredly, glanced at the big brush, but saw that the wolf on it was rubbed and forked.

Secretly laughed bitterly. What is this? I've never done such a thankless job.

After glancing at the last vacant seat in the eighth column, Zhang Jue took a few breaths, and the look in his eyes became calm and sharp.

Dip the pen in cinnabar and press it at once.?? To see?? Book?

The pen walks the dragon and snake, all in one go.

The last dragon appeared on the golden pillar, and the gossip was completed.

But after the last dragon fell, the momentum of the entire golden pillar was different. Fang is a dead thing, but now, it looks as if this golden pillar has been brought to life, as if there is a soul inside.

Look at the golden pillar from afar. It just feels mysterious. The cinnabar dragons were on it, as if they were mysterious runes made in heaven.

Looking at Jin Zhu closely, I feel that the momentum is strong, and I have seen it for a long time. It will make people feel a sense of breathless depression.

Just looking at these abstract dragon totems, there is no longer that abstract feeling. Your afterglow will sweep to other dragon diagrams, and as soon as the afterglow converges with the focal point, the abstract dragon totem in your eyes will change.

For a moment, you look at the palm-sized abstract dragon totem. It's no longer abstract. Transformed into a mighty dragon.

Yes, I don't know if it's because of the angle or if it's an optical phenomenon. The obviously abstract dragon diagram becomes vivid, giving you the illusion of seeing a real dragon.

Mo Rongmao looked at it for a long time, and he actually saw a cold sweat, and the look of horror flashed in his eyes, and he only sighed with emotion: "What a powerful picture." ”

No one dares to say Zhang Jue anymore.

No one dared to laugh at it anymore.

The moment the 576 dragon totems appeared, the scene fell silent.

What does it mean that the general trend has been achieved? This is called the general trend.

Everyone looked at each other, looking at the golden pillar with a look of shock in their eyes, only to feel that this qiē had even collapsed their previous thinking.

It's amazing.

No matter how superstitious people are, they must sigh at the mystery of Chinese culture.

And superstitious people even want to worship the top of the golden pillar.

The three drivers who drove the crane had straight eyes, looked at the big golden pillar outside the window, and felt as if they were operating a peerless treasure. This pillar of gold...... Lived!

Zhang Jue got off the ladder and shouted: "Rise up." ”

The three crane drivers woke up like a dream, and hurriedly and carefully operated the crane to lift the big golden pillar up.

"Stop!"

Zhang Jue shouted, and the golden pillar was suspended. The bottom is one meter above the ground.

And as soon as the bottom of this golden pillar leaked out, everyone was puzzled again:

"What's that?"

"How can there be such a structure at the bottom of this golden pillar?"

"What kind of mechanism is this? I don't understand. ”

"I see, this is a buckle, isn't that chain just right to hang on this buckle?"

"Ah, it turns out that the one hundred and twenty-meter-long iron chain is the same as this big golden pillar?"

“……”

Zhang Jue quickly confirmed their guess.

That's right, that level of big iron chains, and this level of big gold pillars, is the same set. Yes, it is used together.

"Be careful, don't smash people."

Zhang Jue supervised the work and instructed the workers to carry one end of the iron chain to the golden pillar.

The selection of workers is also very level, and the top of the head with black gas is not wanted. Zhang Jue thought that if you can avoid death, try to avoid death, the probability of death with black gas on the top of your head is very high, maybe you will be stoned to death by iron chains, maybe you will work under the golden pillar, which steel wire is loose, and it will be smashed into meat paste if it falls. I can't say for sure.

Underneath the golden pillar is a large hollow recessed, and in the middle of the hollow is a beam made of steel columns that connects the entire inside of the column, all the main skeletons.

Zhang Jue asked the workers to cut a link of the iron chain, buckle it on the beam, and then weld it to death with an electric welding machine. The iron chain was suddenly connected to the big golden pillar.

At the same time, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the wind and clouds changed abruptly. The clear sky was about to gather a dark cloud, very low, and the people who were pressed panicked.

Zhang Jue glanced at the dark clouds in the sky, his face was a little unsightly, and he glanced at the crowd, but saw a boss who was in the dark and upset and lit a cigarette. As soon as he took a sip, he suddenly fell to the ground with convulsions.

"Save people."

"Dead."

“……”

Zhang Jue stepped forward and touched his pulse, and sighed: "Heart attack sudden, sudden death." There is no help. ”

Looking at the dragon vein again, the pressure became a little too much.

It's officially started! (To be continued.) )

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