Chapter 317 Feng Shui Bureau

I sulked and followed them for a while, only to feel that the mountain suddenly descended and everyone began to descend again.

At this time, Zhao Yong's voice came from the front, "It's about to arrive, the cemetery in the village is in a valley under the slope ahead, everyone pay attention to their feet." ”

The ground beneath our feet began to squirm, and when we looked at it, a small stream appeared next to us.

The stream was not current, but the water was so strong that it carried a lot of water from the shore and seeped into the dirt beneath its feet.

It's no wonder that the people in those villages are wearing non-slip rain boots, and my little casual leather shoes are basically muddy now.

If it weren't for the fact that after cultivation, he was able to change the direction of his movement in time and avoid the splashing muddy water, it is estimated that he would have been full of yellow mud by now.

I finally stumbled into the valley, and when I looked closely, this graveyard is not small, it is the size of half a football field, and the terrain is flat, how did the villagers find such a piece of land?

The sound of the water came from the right, and I saw that the stream was flowing down the hillside above and into a small hole in the southernmost part of the cemetery.

"We're here, what do we do now?" Zhao Yong asked.

Yuan Zhi said, "Wait a minute! He got up and spun around the field.

He looked very carefully, down to what was written on each tombstone, and even the few black trees around the cemetery without leaves made him stay for a long time.

Finally he crouched down on the edge of the small hole in which the stream flowed.

Yuan Zhi has the nickname of Daomen Zhi Duoxing, and many important decisions are made by him, and because of this, we all survived in the demon well.

Now looking at his posture, it seems that he has discovered something again, and everyone does not dare to say anything, for fear of interrupting his train of thought.

After about ten minutes, he finally stood up and walked over to the crowd.

"What's the situation, there's something wrong with Feng Shui here?" Senior Brother asked.

"Feng Shui is fine, but it's pretty good, there are four old sycamores in the four corners of the valley, and the stream that flows down the mountain joins the little hole in the south."

"This topography is a 'four Jiao into the sea' bureau in the "Funeral Sutra", and Jiao can become a dragon when it enters the sea."

"People buried here will bless future generations, although they will not be rich and rich, but there is no problem in living a comfortable life and living a long life."

"But this is very inconsistent with the current reality, what is wrong?"

"It's a pity that I haven't studied feng shui too much, if Lin Yi's junior brother under the Tianqing master is here, it will be much easier, maybe he can help change the feng shui, and he can cure the white fog that trapped the village."

I'll go, listen to Yuan Zhi's meaning, Senior Brother Lin is so awesome in Feng Shui, and he really specializes in art.

But I feel that this feng shui bureau is not as good as Yuan Zhi said, because in my eyes, the location of those plane trees is quite strange, and there are a few traces of black gas faintly coming out from below.

Master once said that my heavenly eyes have the ability to see through the heavens, and sometimes I need to believe in them.

I won't openly doubt Senior Brother Yuanzhi's statement, but I have also been careful to adjust my body to the best state in order to cope with emergencies.

After the senior brother understood the general situation, he asked everyone to start preparations, so as not to delay any longer.

I didn't know much about this spell, so I was assigned to the outermost layer of the field, which was supposed to be in control.

Sure enough, Bai Ling'er was soon placed in a group with me, because she didn't know much about the spell of soul conjuring.

Under the guidance of Guide Zhao, Yuan Zhi came to the grave where the bones of the Zhao family had been buried, and asked people to carry the offering table to the front with Uncle Zhao, and then asked the idlers to retreat thirty steps away.

In the end, there was only a tribute table and Yuan Zhi left in the middle of the venue, and the senior brother stood next to Uncle Zhao who was five steps away, looking at the posture, it should be regarded as a protector.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yuan Zhi in the middle of the field.

I saw him exhale a turbid breath into the sky with his eyes closed, and then grabbed a yellow talisman on the tribute table with his hand, dipped the talisman in a bowl of water on the right, and wiped his eyes with the yellow talisman.

"Yuan Zhi is using rootless water to open the eyes of heaven." Bai Ling'er whispered.

Although I have already seen this introduction in the book, but when people kindly told me, I could only put on an expression of sudden realization to satisfy her.

Next, Yuan Zhi's actions were a little confusing, he threw aside the yellow rune that had just wiped his eyes, and picked up a few blank runes again.

Then he cut his index finger with his thumb, squeezed out the blood mixed with cinnabar and wrote on it.

Is he drawing a talisman on the spot? I've seen in the book that some rituals don't provide enough aura because they require too much energy from heaven and earth.

At this time, the practitioner needs to use his own bloodline to inject part of his own aura into the talisman, so as to meet the requirements of the ritual.

However, this method of drawing talismans with blood is very high-end, and can only be performed by a very talented sorcerer who has a pair of talismans.

This kind of talisman is called a blood spirit talisman after it is drawn, and to a certain extent, the practitioner does this by binding himself to the ritual, and if the rally fails, he will also receive corresponding feedback, thus hurting himself.

"Xiao Zhi is really a bit of a fight, the blood spirit talisman has been used, it seems that there should be no problem tonight, his talent in the talisman can be ranked in the top three among the younger generation of Dragon Tiger Mountain." The fat man said as he watched.

Bai Ling'er sighed and said, "He can't help it, who knew that the feng shui of this cemetery is so good, and the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy is continuously pumped over, otherwise it will only use the general method of conjuring spirits." ”

It turns out that this is the case, and it can be understood when you think about it, a good feng shui bureau is to take the creation of heaven and earth, and to put it bluntly, it absorbs the surrounding aura.

My senior brother was also driven to the shelves tonight, using his own blood as a guide to grab some spiritual energy for backup.

At this time, a pale moonlight shone on Yuan Zhi's body, and his whole body seemed to be covered by a circle of dazzling white light.

As the few spirit runes in his hand were drawn, he took a breath and stacked them together in a specific way.

It only took a few minutes for a lotus flower composed of yellow talismans to form in his hands.

He held the lotus flower with his left hand, took the peach wood sword that had been placed in advance from the table with his right hand, and recited the words in his mouth: "Zhao Qingshan, in the name of your ancestors, return quickly, soul lotus, rise!" ”

As soon as the word 'Qi' came out of his last hand, he threw the lotus flower made of runic paper into the air with his left hand, and at the same time, his right hand rotated the peachwood sword and shook out an arc-shaped sword flower.

I saw that a yin wind suddenly rose in the surrounding forest, and it directly held up the lotus flower in mid-air. Please remember our website:,,