"I'm afraid you won't be able to sacrifice this wine."

Ye Fan said very indifferently, but what he meant was that if you Wei Jianfeng dared to touch Siyin, then there would be no life to sacrifice wine.

Suddenly, the atmosphere here was tense, and Wei Jianfeng's momentum skyrocketed, startling Zhang Meng and the others to retreat again and again, while some of the nearby bigwigs were taken aback and looked over.

"It's Wei Jianfeng, the grandson of the old Wei, isn't he going to sacrifice wine? How do you look like a murderer? ”

"Taiyiling is forbidden to use force, and no one can break the rules."

"Who is that person he is targeting? I haven't seen it, why are you stupid and provoke Wei Jianfeng? ”

In the midst of everyone's discussions, an anxious woman ran over, it was Wei Xiaomei.

"Jianfeng, you forgot what your mother said, sacrifice the wine first and then deal with other things."

Wei Xiaomei persuaded that she didn't dare to scold, because Wei Jianfeng's status was much higher than her.

Wei Jianfeng narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a sneer: "Okay, first sacrifice the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and then kill the first in Jingmen." ”

He turned around and left, Lei Shaoming, Zhang Meng and others hurriedly followed, one by one triumphant, as if they could see Ye Fan's blood spattered on the spot later.

Wei Xiaomei breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't say anything more, and took Ye Fan in.

Ye Fan pulled Siyin and took a leisurely walk, he had the heart to watch the Taiyi Mausoleum, and he didn't take Wei Jianfeng in his eyes at all.

The Taiyi Mausoleum is very huge, especially the Outer Mausoleum.

The outer tomb is on the bank of the Jing River, occupying an area of 2,000 square meters, and the main body of the outer tomb is like the sphinx of Egypt, which is magnificent.

Many bigwigs took pictures one after another, and the outer mausoleum was crowded with people.

After that, those who are eligible to participate in the festival begin to enter the inner tomb.

Neiling is a thousand kilometers ahead, and there is a towering mountain here, but there is a passage in the mountain, which can accommodate seven people side by side.

The passage is already very wide, but because the mountain is too high, people can still only see a glimmer of heaven when they look up in the passage.

Ye Fan walked around the passage, and he could feel the aura getting stronger and stronger, and the terrain under his feet was also getting lower inch by inch.

This is the center of a cornucopia within a radius of 20 miles.

After passing through the mountains, a primitive scenery comes into view. I saw that there was a stream and waterfall in the valley, which flowed all the way out of the mountain and into the Jing River.

And the surrounding jungle shrubs, grass leaves, everything.

It's just that in front of the cliff on the west side of the valley, there is a sculpture as high as three feet, the sculpture is like Guan Gong, with his face facing the east, not angry and arrogant.

This is the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Donghuang Taiyi is a legendary figure, and later generations did not know his appearance, so they could only create a sculpture according to their imagination.

Next to the sculpture, there is a bluestone staircase, a total of 38 steps, leading to the west side of the cliff halfway up the mountainside.

And in the middle of the mountainside, a hanging mausoleum was excavated, which was embedded in the mountain.

Ye Fan was a little surprised, he looked up at Taiyi Mausoleum, and vaguely felt a trace of majestic momentum.

There is definitely no burial of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi in the Taiyi Mausoleum, but this Taiyi Mausoleum is extremely extraordinary in the feng shui pattern, as if it can absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Just thinking about it, someone next to him was surprised: "Mr. Ye? ”

Ye Fan turned his head to see that it was Guo Shichun, the great feng shui master who had conflicts with him in Lingnan.

He was followed by several elderly feng shui masters, looking at Ye Fan in surprise one by one.

Ye Fan smiled: "Master Guo, it's been a long time. ”

"Don't dare to call yourself a master, Mr. Ye is a master. These are all Jiangbei grandmasters, and they have recently traveled all over the world, and they heard that the Jiangnan Shangsi Festival has opened, so they came to join in the fun. ”

They are not from Jiangnan, but they can come in, which shows that their strength has been recognized, and this kind of feng shui master is still very popular.

Ye Fan saw them one by one, and then asked Guo Shichun: "Master Guo, what do you think of this Taiyi Mausoleum?" ”

Guo Shichun touched his beard and nodded in admiration: "This is the land of Huiyang, with the sun on the top of the head, and the feet soaked in thorn water, and Taiyi Mausoleum has taken the place in the middle." ”

"Taiyi Mausoleum gathers aura, just like a whale swallowing seawater, after the sun comes out, the aura is steaming, Taiyi Mausoleum will become Yunmengze, full of dreams, beautiful."

Guo Shichun looked at Taiyi Mausoleum and was full of praise: "It's just a pity that Taiyi Mausoleum is extremely dependent on sunlight, if the sun doesn't shine, it will be a dead thing." ”

Wei Xiaomei, who was next to her, was confused, she looked at the east side opposite Taiyi Mausoleum and said, "I heard that at nine o'clock in the morning, the sun will jump out of the gap on the east side. Unfortunately, the sky over the east side is cloudy all year round, which will block the sun. Only when the true dragon is worshipped, the clouds and mist will dissipate. ”

Everyone looked at the sky above the east side, and sure enough, they saw dense white clouds floating in the sky above, causing the east side to be a little dark.

Guo Shichun's eyes lit up: "It's amazing, the earth qi affects the water vapor cycle, and the earth qi is connected to the Taiyi Tomb." Maybe what this young lady said is true, Taiyiling recognizes the true dragon, and the clouds and mist will naturally disperse. ”

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled after hearing this: "Don't be so mysterious, isn't it just cloudy weather, and what kind of real dragon do you recognize." ”

"Ye Gongzi, this kind of thing has to be believed, the king of Jiangnan ten years ago, as soon as he stepped on the Taiyi Mausoleum, the clouds and mist on the east side dissipated, the sun sprinkled, the Taiyi Mausoleum was steaming, and the rainbow was continuous, which shook the entire Jiangnan. Now, ten years ago, the king of Jiangnan was already in the central government, and I heard that he could overthrow Jiangnan with one hand. ”

Wei Xiaomei talked about what she heard and was very respectful.

A group of feng shui masters also felt that it made sense, Taiyi Ling was indeed extraordinary.

Ye Fan doesn't argue, if there is, there will be.

At this time, a bell rang on the mountain, and two rows of monks with folded hands walked in.

All of them were old monks who had attained the Tao, walked to the bluestone slab under the cliff wall of Taiyi Mausoleum and sat down, chanted with wooden fish, and began the festival.

Many of the bigwigs who came to worship were all dignified, separated the two sides with interest, stood according to their status, and vacated the middle way.

This road leads directly to the steps of Taiyi Mausoleum, which is for the king of Jiangnan to walk.

There is a huge canyon, at least no less than a thousand people, and they will soon stand up, all looking forward to it.

On both sides of the approaching steps, Jiang Haoran and others are also standing in danger, they are the face of Jiangnan, and everyone has the power to lean towards Jiangnan.

Everyone looked at them first, and they were fascinated, after all, many people would never see the top big names in Jiangnan in their lives.

Ye Fan didn't stand up, he took Siyin and was squeezed to the back, and before he stood firmly, there was laughter next to him.

"Yo, I just separated, but I didn't expect to run into it again."

But it was Lei Shaoming and his party, their status was too low, and they could only be a spectator and jump behind them.

Ye Fan glanced at it and didn't see Wei Jianfeng.

Zhang Meng snorted: "Looking for Brother Jianfeng, I'm sorry, he has already gone to prepare, and he is about to sacrifice the first glass of wine." ”

Sure enough, there was a burst of gongs and drums in front of him, and Jiang Haoran and Lei Maoxian, the two Jiangnan bigwigs, stepped out and acted as a "sacrifice" in front of the steps.

Both shouted at the same time: "Sacrificial wine!" ”

Everyone's eyes moved down to the end of the road on the east side.

Wei Jianfeng had already straightened his waist and walked forward, and behind him, Madame Ming and an old man looked at him encouragingly.

The old man was bloody, with many dark wounds on his body, and even blind in one eye, so his appearance was very scary.

He is Wei Changqing of the Jiangnan Military Region, known as the fierce old Wei, and he is a person who can be on an equal footing with Jiang Haoran and Lei Maoxian.

Ye Fan glanced at it, he didn't care about Wei Changqing, but was a little interested in an old gentleman beside him who was recuperating with his eyes closed.

The old gentleman had a mustache and gray hair under his jet-black hair.

He was wearing a Tang costume, and his internal breath was not strong, but there was a terrible momentum on his body, which was an external force, wrapped around his body.

"It's kind of interesting." Ye Fan secretly thought and withdrew his gaze.

At this time, Wei Jianfeng had already walked to the front of the steps.

Under the watchful eye of all people, he was inevitably a little complacent, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Jiangnan Shangsi Festival is extremely heavy, and Wei Jianfeng's sacrificial wine represents that he is a rookie recognized by Jiangnan, and it is possible to become the king of Jiangnan in the future.

"Serve!"

Jiang Haoran spoke, and the two women next to him stepped forward and were about to pour wine for Wei Jianfeng, but an old voice sounded: "Ahem, let the old man pour the bar for Jianfeng." ”

Everyone was stunned, only to see an old man on crutches walk out of the crowd.

He is estimated to be a hundred years old, trembling when he walks, but no one dares to despise him, because he is the king of Lingnan.

"Oh my God, King Nan! Didn't he not go out for thirty years? I didn't expect to come to the Kamitsu Festival! ”

"Yes, King Nan, not only the King of Lingnan, but also the area south of Jiangnan, he has a lot of right to speak. In Jiangnan, only the Jiang family and the Lei family can suppress him. ”

"King Nan pours wine, my God, Wei Jianfeng has been recognized by King Nan, he must be the future king of Jiangnan!"