Since the collapse of the First Emperor thousands of years ago, the dragon veins of the land of Shenzhou have been broken and scattered, even if all dynasties have thought about repairing and implementing them.

But it didn't work much.

The method offered by Taoism is to recast a dragon vein.

Once the dragon vein is successfully cast, the Great Sui will have the dragon vein to suppress it, and gather the fortune of Shenzhou, which will surely last for generations.

Emperor Zishou carefully looked at the specific method of dragon vein casting in his hand.

He knows very well that the dragon vein can be said to be the foundation of a country, and in a small world like this, it can make the country smooth and rainy, and the harm of natural disasters and disasters will not appear or be weakened.

In the flood and famine, the dragon vein is called the national vein in Dashang.

It is the product of the combination of the leylines and the power of great merchant luck, and it spreads all over the territory of great commerce.

In the next, regulate the land of the Great Shang Territory, so that the people can live with peace of mind.

On the top, the aura of heaven and earth is gathered, so that the aura of Dashang is richer than that of ordinary places, and it also undertakes to protect the safety of Dashang's territory and offset the energy damage to Dashang's territory.

To put it bluntly, it is the use of the power of the earth.

Integrating with the power of luck and controlling the power of the earth to protect the territory and the people is a method jointly researched by the great sages of the human race and the Wu clan back then.

And the method that the Taoists of this small world came up with is similar to the one in the flood wilderness, but it is incomplete.

That's right, it's incomplete, and it can only borrow the power of the earth, but there is no way to reconcile with the country's luck.

In this way, this incomplete dragon vein is not the dragon vein of the country, but the dragon vein of Shenzhou.

At the same time, without the help of luck, it will only instinctively make the wind and rain in the place smooth and reduce the harm of natural disasters, in fact, the effect is greatly reduced.

As for the effect of gathering the luck of Shenzhou, the territory and the people are safe, and the people's hearts are wanted, and the luck will naturally increase.

But because it is not connected to the country's luck, this extra luck cannot be gathered on the country's head, and the result is thankless.

The emperor looked at Yuan Tiangang with an indifferent gaze, and there was a trace of cold killing intent in the deepest part, was it intentional?

Building a dragon vein is not easy, and the result is still thankless.

The Yang Guang in my memory, that's it... ？

Yuan Tiangang was a little puzzled, even if the emperor got this method, even if he didn't like it, he should have some reactions!

"That's how this is the case?" After a few pauses of silence, the emperor asked indifferently.

"Back to the emperor, it is exactly like this, this method is my Taoist sages through thousands of years, and it has been concluded that this time it is dedicated to the emperor. Yuan Tiangang nodded.

The killing intent in the emperor's heart became stronger and stronger, and he saw Yuan Tiangang frowning again, and said with some hesitation: "However, the method of dragon vein casting has long been lost, although we have summarized this method, but we always feel that there is something missing, but we have been thinking hard, and I hope that the emperor will forgive the sin." ”

The killing intent in the emperor's heart stopped slightly, and said in a deep voice: "You continue to refine this method. ”

"Yes. Yuan Tiangang breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough, the emperor was tempted, and he could be regarded as a meritorious person.

"Spread the decree, change Taishi Cao to Qin Tianjian, and appoint Yuan Tiangang as the supervisor and the third product. Suddenly, a majestic voice rang out.

Yuan Tiangang was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly knelt down to thank him.

"I want to see the Taoist sects as soon as possible, and all the people in the sects must be recorded, and the rest will be exterminated. Emperor Zishou looked at Yuan Tiangang and said undoubtedly.

"Obey. Yuan Tiangang replied solemnly, but sighed in his heart.

Die to the living and the rebellious!

Some Taoist friends are...

Hey, I can't complain about the poor way!

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Yuan Tiangang retreated, and the killing intent in the emperor's heart still did not disappear, but now, the other party is of great use.

In the next few days, in the Wenyuan Pavilion, the major factions united and quarreled more and more fiercely with Confucianism, and the head of the Confucian family and several great Confucians went into battle together, but they could not gain the upper hand at all.

December 15, the end of the year is approaching.

It is getting closer and closer to the one-month deadline for Buddhism, and in Daxing City, the Buddhist monks are arguing in Wenyuan Pavilion, and the four holy monks are closed, without any abnormality.

Emperor Zishou didn't seem to have any abnormalities, and seemed to have forgotten the time limit.

On this day, in the Liangyi Palace, the emperor who was dealing with the twists and turns raised his eyebrows, and suddenly looked at the south, and a cold color floated in his eyes.

"Look for death. The word cold came out of his mouth, and his right hand jerked into the void, and the void seemed to sound a broken sound, and a small black hole appeared, which stretched somewhere.

In a mountain forest more than 100 miles south of Daxing City, a kind old monk walked here calmly.

Peaceful, heavy, and gives people an ethereal meaning, as if the heaven and earth are one with it, which naturally steps under his feet.

Suddenly, his expression froze, and he had an incredible expression.

A pressure appeared out of thin air, and at the same time, the dragon-shaped luck in the sky above Daxing City was also roaring silently.

The next moment, a black hole appeared in the space above the old monk, and a palm poked out of it, as if Mount Tai was pressing down, and suppressed it.

The supreme and exclusive aura of the Dao Dao erupted, as if in the heavens and on the earth, only that palm existed.

The old monk's face changed greatly, his hands were quickly folded, and the surrounding heaven and earth changed, becoming as if he was obeying his orders.

The endless heaven and earth aura boiled, and an old monk's phantom rose from his body and touched the palm.

"Boom!!"

The earth-shattering roar exploded, the entire mountain forest shook, and countless trees were uprooted and shattered as if they had been subjected to a twelve-level tornado, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding mountains and forests of hundreds of zhang had become flat, and the whole was several feet shorter.

At this moment, in Daxing City, the powerhouses of the fairy realm were all aware of it and looked to the south.

The slightest dignified and horrified emerges, which ——!

Yang Jian, Yuwen Chengdu, Yuwen Tuo, Pei Ju, and some courtyards in the deep palace...

Some of them stood up, looking in great horror at the south, and at the sky above, and at the palace.

Xiao Guowei and the two armies stationed outside Daxing City immediately began to move.

The four holy monks were first happy, and then shocked, this is the breath of the patriarch, but why does it seem to be fighting with the emperor?

The four of them glanced at the dragon-shaped luck that was still roaring above Daxing City, and they cried out in their hearts, something was wrong.

Yuan Tiangang glanced at the palace, the corners of his mouth hooked up an unconcealable smile, and there was a serious schadenfreude.

In the original mountain forest, the palm of his hand disappeared, wisps of blood came out of the old monk's mouth, his brows were tightly locked, and he immediately bowed and said: "The emperor is angry, and the poor road is not intended to offend. ”

Looking at the black hole that had not yet recovered, he seemed to see a pair of cold, majestic eyes looking at him.

As for why he knew that the other party was the current emperor?

The full suppression of this infinite power of luck, the roaring dragon-shaped luck in the sky above Daxing City, and the trace of supreme imperial aura.

If he still doesn't recognize it again, he just has no eyes.

No matter how incredible it is, the identity of the other party is certain.

I couldn't help but feel a little bitter in my heart, he really didn't want to offend, and he didn't even understand for a while why the emperor acted directly, and where did he offend?

"Hmph!" a cold snort came out of the black hole, and then the black hole disappeared.

The old monk sighed, his heart was relieved, he looked at the direction of Daxing City, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

After more than a dozen breaths, one after another figures flew into the sky, their expressions were extremely solemn, but they looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything.

This is obviously about the strongest and the emperor.

Neither of them can talk nonsense, let alone the fact that both of them are related.

Liangyi Palace.

Emperor Zishou put away his right hand, and his face turned cold, but it really didn't look like he was intentionally offended, and the other party was also defending with all his might just now.

However, the deadline is approaching, but he has reached the sixth level of a fairyland, and he has not continued to make a dead hand, which is already merciful.

Hum.

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