Zheng Yuanhong means that Xiaolan and the girl can't help much, so dangerous, it's better not to go, stay here obediently, so as not to be distracted by others, but he is in a bad mood, and the words he says are a little bleak and cold, which is simply a farewell. Seeing that Xiao Lan was frightened, Fang Zhong hurriedly explained: "Sister Lan, we are going to enter that Wuliang Mountain, it is very dangerous inside, and it is not suitable to take you with you. ”

When Xiaolan heard this, her face did not turn in the slightest, but she fell to the ground with a clatter, shattering it. Xiaolan's face was miserable, and she cried: "If Brother Zhong thinks that Xiaolan is a burden, just say it, why bother to find an excuse to leave Xiaolan alone." Since he didn't want to see Xiaolan again, he might as well be hacked to death by someone at the beginning. Seeing that Xiaolan was so sad, Zheng Yuanhong hurriedly said: "The truth is really like this, why don't you believe it, Miss Xiaolan, if you are traveling in the mountains and rivers, why don't you take you there." Xiaolan gritted her teeth and said: "I don't care if it's dangerous or not, as long as you don't leave me, it's a knife mountain oil pot, and Xiaolan just jumps in!" ”

The three of them couldn't resist Xiaolan, but they looked back at Fang Zhong. When Fang Zhong saw that she was so resolute, he knew that it was difficult to change Xiao Lan's mind, so he had to say: "Sister Lan really wants to go with us, you need to listen to the instructions of several seniors from time to time, don't be alone, don't make your own decisions about anything, it's best to stay by our side." Xiaolan burst into tears, nodded again and again, and hurriedly agreed: "This is natural, with Brother Zhong protecting Xiaolan, Xiaolan will definitely be fine." At this time, he suddenly realized that he had beaten the tea cup in his hand, and immediately apologized: "Ouch, I spilled the tea that I finally boiled, and I will wait for Xiaolan to make another pot." ”[com]

Zheng Yuanhong waved his hand and said: "Forget it, how can you be in the mood to eat tea, let's prepare to go earlier." Jiang Chengzi and Hou Xin said goodbye and left, Fang Zhong told Xiaolan a few words, and also said goodbye to Zheng Yuanhong, saying that he would come and set off.

Fang Zhong came to the place where the Kunlun disciples were stationed. In addition to the Sanqing Hall and the Yuxu Palace in Wuliang Mountain this time, there are other attic disciples, and there are only a few who are familiar with Fang Zhong, Liu Yimei, Qian Wenyi and others are not there, Zhou Qing has been staying next to Lu Wenfu, and Fang Zhong hates Lu Wenfu and does not go to him. The place where the Kunlun disciples live is much more magnificent than the three gates, it is a three-story high-rise building, the top floor is of course only an ancestor-level figure like Xuan Chūnzi can live, the middle floor is Lu Wenfu's uncles and uncles, and the lower level Qingyi sè is the younger disciple of Kunlun. When Fang Zhong came, he was arranged to live in the lower floor. However, he only rested for one night, and as soon as he left, he didn't know if he could come back, so he didn't pay attention to anything good or bad, just wanted a place to live.

Although the layout of the building is not luxurious, it has a special arrangement, the upper and lower sides are arranged according to the heavenly and earthly branches, implying the operation of yīn yang, good fortune and misfortune, and it is obvious that there are people who have made some subtle efforts in the yang arts. When Fang Zhong came in, someone had been instructed by Lu Wenfu to lead Fang Zhong to live in a corner house in the southeast.

This is a lonely room, and the one who led Fang Zhong here was a disciple of the Sanqing Palace, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang, please rest in peace, raise jīng here to accumulate sharp, if you need anything, you can tell Senior Brother, and I will definitely do it for you." Fang Zhong said: "Thank you senior brother for your kindness, junior brother thinks it's pretty good." After the disciple smiled and left, he ran up to the second floor.

Lu Wenfu was already waiting for him, and when he saw his disciple coming, he asked, "Is it arranged?" The disciple said, "It's arranged, Senior Brother Fang has already stayed." Lu Wenfu nodded and said, "Very good, don't talk to anyone else about this matter, if you show your mouth, be careful of your tongue." The disciple nodded and said, "The disciple understands." "I left in a panic. Lu Wenfu said to himself: "When this building was built, the Taoist brother of Wangwushan said that this building implied yīn yang, hiding yīn gathering qi, that room is yīn house, it is a place of great evil, and I don't know if it's true or not, just give it a try." ”

The so-called Tibetan yīn gathering qi is a method for feng shui magicians to change the vitality of heaven and earth. If you want to achieve a balance in the operation of the yang, there must be a gathering and release, and the yang energy is prosperous, and there must be a collection of yīn qi, so the other rooms in this building are all prosperous yang, and this is the only place where the yīn qi of this building gathers, which is not conducive to the permanent residence of the living, and it is a place for the dead to build a yīn house. Lu Wenfu got Fang Zhong in with a little selfish thought.

Lu Wenfu's little caution is actually not worth mentioning, because it is against the principles of heaven and earth to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, so the art of feng shui has little effect on some cultivators who follow their feet. However, if it is a mortal, it will enter the body with yīn qi, and after the yīn sun declines, it will suffer bad luck.

The Taoist Feng Shui sorcerers of the jīng Tongda yīn Yang Shu often arrange the array of good fortune and avoid evil, and use it for building construction, this knowledge may not be of much use to the Taoist people who pursue the highest realm, but it is still quite popular in the world, after all, what the laity want is only one rì three meals, happiness and happiness, and family reunion can be free from illness and disaster. Therefore, this technique is not very important in the eyes of those famous factions, at most it is just the icing on the cake, but some side sects, just want to fool some good men and women, and beg for some incense money to live, it is a good means to settle down. The Maoshan School in later generations was able to rise in the secular world, and in addition to the art of Fu Zheng, it was also a very important reason to be familiar with some great yīn yang techniques. However, the later Great Yīn Yang Technique was put before the horse, not for the sake of the living, but for the sake of the dead, and what was placed in the ......

As soon as Fang Zhong entered the room, he sat cross-legged on the bed, slowly absorbing qi and cultivating, and as the mental method ran to a certain extent, thousands of pores opened up, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth. Who knew that as soon as the breath around his body entered his body, Fang Zhong felt that his whole body was piercing cold, and he shivered, which was even more sad than the cold qi of the divine envoy, and he hurriedly stopped his mental method. Fang Zhong opened his eyes, and he felt that the room was filled with yīn qi, like a cold winter!

It's so heavy in this house!

Take a closer look, there is a trace of yīn qi rising on the ground, Fang Zhong was stunned, why is this like this, he was thinking about pushing the door to take a look, but he felt a shock in his waist! Fang Zhong hurriedly lowered his head, only to see a circle of blood spell patterns slowly flashing on the surface of the mutton fat gourd, flickering and flickering.

Fang Zhong untied the gourd and stroked it gently, it didn't matter if he touched it, the acacia wood stopper that was plugged in the gourd popped out with a bang, revealing the mouth of the gourd with a black hole, and the yīn qi that floated outside the mouth of the gourd was like being rolled by the spiral nest, and they poured into it one after another, as if something was desperately sucking inside!