Carefully considered, there must be a great secret in the meantime, Liu Bowen, as Zhu Yuanzhang's military advisor, has made great contributions, and later generations praised "Liu Bowen who unified the country".

Since the capital of Ningcheng was set in the early Ming Dynasty, why did Liu Bowen break the dragon vein of Ningcheng?

Later, Zhu Di moved the capital to the capital, is it directly related to this matter, is it because Liu Bowen broke the dragon vein, causing Zhu Di to move the capital?

Ye Xuanfu thought about it for a while, and couldn't figure it out, this is a problem left over from history, a mystery for hundreds of years, unless a character from that era jumps out and explains the reason to you in detail, otherwise the truth may always be buried in the mud and sand of the long river of years.

"What a means to break the dragon vein?" Ye Xuanfu couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he thought about it, and sighed that the strength of his ancestors, Liu Bowen was known as one of the four heavenly masters, it was no exaggeration, he had that strength.

Ye Xuanfu, as Ye Longsheng's grandson, has naturally seen the tip of the iceberg of the strength of the Heavenly Master, but Ye Longsheng, who is respected as a Dao God by the modern mage world, has not been able to squeeze into the title of the Four Great Heavenly Masters, which shows how high the gold content is!

Ye Xuanfu stood on the top of the mountain, the rocks were craggy, the wind blew the robe to hunt, he looked at it with his back hand, and almost wanted to return by the wind.

In the mountains, the white mist is rising, verdant and beautiful, Ye Xuanfu suddenly had an epiphany, perhaps sensing the traces left by Liu Bowen in this world back then.

Suddenly, Ye Xuanfu seemed to have really seen an immortal, the white robe was drumming, the hair and beard were fluttering, the gestures were surging, and the Tao was intertwined, and the underground dragon veins were detained by unpredictable means, and a palm print broke it up!

"The wind drove the rain to sprinkle the high city, and the clouds pressed the thunder and thunder. After the rain, I don't know where the dragon goes, and a pool of grass-colored frogs chirps. ”

A poem written by Liu Bowen was recited by Ye Xuanfu on the top of the mountain.

Of course, he did not forget the purpose of this trip, but after Liu Bowen broke up the dragon veins, the feng shui bureau of this mountain range has been chaotic, although Ye Xuanfu is a real person, but he is not proficient in feng shui, each mountain seems to be its own vein, intricate, it is difficult to see what Mingtang is.

"I knew that it was good to bring him here, and with Li Facai's skills, maybe you can see something." Ye Xuanfu retracted his gaze, suddenly turned around, and walked down the mountain.

After stepping on a few points, Ye Xuanfu could be said to have found nothing, so he had to return to Lijia Village to make a long-term plan.

Just as he re-chose a route to go down the mountain, he hadn't walked many meters when he found a lonely ancient temple on the shady side of the mountain, which was very abrupt.

"What's going on? Is there still such a temple in the mountains? Ye Xuanfu was stunned, and couldn't help but walk over, and at the same time became cautious, took out two mud pills and stuffed them into his nostrils, and at the same time took out the talisman seal and pasted it to hide the qi.

This ancient temple has been around for a while, and it is very old. Outside the temple, the weeds were overgrown, the rocks were craggy, the strange pines were vigorous, and there were two half-destroyed stone lions squatting there, motionless, as if lost in the long years.

Ye Xuanfu took a closer look and found that there was really a statue in the ancient temple, as if it was dedicated to this certain god, but Ye Xuanfu looked carefully, the statue was tall and burly, and he was wearing a golden armor dragon robe.

"Which god is this?"

Ye Xuanfu looked at it again and again, but still didn't see it.

I don't dare to say that the Heavenly Immortal Buddha Ye Xuanfu knows everything, but it is by no means an unknown person who can use the emperor's image as the Dharma Image, Ye Xuanfu must know a thing or two. But this statue of the emperor in front of him is unheard of and unseen in Ye Xuanfu!

"Is it an evil god?" Ye Xuanfu was suddenly startled and thought of something.

I saw that the temple was in tatters, the bluestone bricks were paved with the ground, the curtains were rotten, covered with cobwebs and cracks, only the golden body was bright, and there were even a few foxes, weasels and other "wild things" in the mountains kneeling and worshipping, and they looked like people.

"How many wild creatures have become sperm?" Ye Xuanfu was stunned, and his heart was surprised.

Worshipping in the dilapidated temples are a few little demons who have not yet turned into human forms, and they seem to be very religious.

"Hehe, the village at the foot of the mountain is not worshipped, and I haven't even heard of it, but the monsters in the mountains are very religious, and it seems that they are not evil gods. I'm curious, which god Mao dared to sculpt the statue of the emperor and proclaimed himself a god! ”

Ye Xuanfu sneered, and was about to enter the temple to destroy the statue, but the moment he stepped into the temple, Ye Xuanfu's heart shook suddenly, he grabbed his chest, showed a shocked expression, and looked at the statue with an incredulous expression.

"How, how can it be ......" Ye Xuanfu's eyes widened, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The statue of the emperor, at the moment when Ye Xuanfu stepped into the temple, the carved eyeballs turned a few times like a living thing, and an earth-shattering momentum swept like angry waves, spreading out like a vast ocean.

But in an instant, the whole mountain fell silent, and fell into dead silence!

Ye Xuanfu's throat was sweet, he felt the blood gushing up, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, helplessness, fear, and despair spread endlessly.

For the first time, he realized that he was so small, like an ant, ready to be trampled to death at any time.

"Master Chen Han! Definitely the remnant of Chen Han! ”

Ye Xuanfu screamed in despair in his heart, regret, fear, etc., too many negative emotions were born, and with the terrifying breath tossing and fluttering in the sea.

Ye Xuanfu felt it, and that cold gaze like a substance fell on him, as if just one thought of the other party could decide his life and death.

It's so powerful!

It's totally a cloud and mud gap!

It is not at all matched, and not even the slightest thought of resistance can arise!

"Is that you? It's just an ant, and he dares to kill the king's flying general? An indifferent voice came from the statue, and it fell in Ye Xuanfu's ears like a majestic thunderbolt, shaking him to spit out the blood in his throat.

But also because the pure Yang True Blood spread into a cloud of blood mist in the air, the stagnant atmosphere actually relaxed a little.

Escape!

Desperately run!

Grabbing the gap in an instant, Ye Xuanfu didn't have the slightest idea of resisting, just thinking about escaping, turning around and fleeing!

But the truth is cruel, Ye Xuanfu is imprisoned again!

"How can this be, a ruined temple is actually dedicated to the relics of Chen Han! What he wants to do, what he wants to do! Ye Xuanfu turned the world upside down in his heart and was terrified.

Suddenly, several words in his head came together.

Nine Yin and Nine Yang, Silver Giant Coffin, Corpse, Soul, Temple, Fengshen, Corpse Rain, Third Day of March......

In a flash of light, Ye Xuanfu finally figured it out, never expected, really never expected, the remnant of Chen Han actually built the ninth yang room on the mountain, and made it into a temple!

Ye Xuanfu smiled bitterly, he couldn't imagine that the remnant of Chen Han would build the last tomb into a temple!

He buried his body in the silver coffin of the Yin Tomb, possessed his soul on the statue of the temple god, and with the help of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang, he obtained the throne of the corpse path!

If before, Ye Xuanfu still felt ridiculous, and it was nonsense to delusionally prove the throne of the corpse path and turn into a corpse ancestor, but now, he felt that the remnant of Chen Han could really succeed!

"Before I give you death, the king will give you permission to answer one word, where is the queen of the spirit?" The statue came with a majestic and indifferent voice.

Ye Xuanfu suddenly felt that his throat was loose, and he felt that he could speak, so he couldn't help laughing miserably, and then scolded: "I'm a **** immortal!" ”