Zhou Ziyuan's claim of stealing the treasure is evidenced by historical data, Cha Wenbin is somewhat sure, and the discovery of this secret passage confirms Gu Qinghe's guess.

At night, the entrance of the ancestral hall is still filled with the pious worship of the last abandoned people in this village, and the leaves on the ground are mixed with the embers of paper money, telling the little breath that remains of this ancient building is about to be lost.

How can a thief's ancestral hall really bless his descendants, this huge and gorgeous building is just a cloth to cover his shame.

The disciple of Longhu Mountain, how prosperous Taoism was more than a thousand years ago, Zhou Ziyuan is just a lay disciple who can turn his hands into clouds and cover his hands for rain, laying such a situation for people thousands of years later.

It's time to open it up and let the world witness it.

He whispered, "Brother, I'm here, maybe it's not too late......"

A gossip bronze mirror was turned out, Cha Wenbin took it and moved, and carefully compared it with the bright moon in the sky several times, and finally the mirror framed the moon.

A halo on the ground slowly moved with his hand, and everywhere the halo went was a white and miserable color, if you want to break the gossip ** array, you have to break the qi situation here, the so-called qi situation is just a trick, and Zhuge Kongming trapped Cao Cao's 100,000 army with a bunch of stones.

People lose their direction when their vision is disturbed, such as in fog, trees, mountains and rocks.

After losing sight, people will instinctively look for references, these references are in the order of Qimen Dunjia, one ring is closely linked to the other, which will make people unconsciously fall into these routes that will not move, and the final result is that a five-mile realm can make you walk five hundred miles before the end.

Zhou Ziyuan skillfully used the eaves and coffins in this big temple as a trick; In addition, the water here is extremely humid, and every time it is night, this ancestral hall is full of fog, and this simple but practical gossip formation has become.

And all this is just a small skill of carving insects, people who know Qimen Dunjia can crack it in less than half an hour, Zhou Ziyuan naturally wants to understand, how could a thoughtful person like him make such a mistake?

As the saying goes, this peer is the enemy, and Zhou Ziyuan's move is a dead move: that is to use this place for generations to trap the descendants he worships in this ancestral hall.

When he entered here for the first time, Cha Wenbin found that this ancestral hall was extremely yin, and it seemed that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him all the time.

Those lonely souls and wild ghosts that seem to be idle clouds and wild cranes are the heirs of the Zhou family in the past dynasties, they were moved here after their deaths, and they ostensibly enjoyed the funeral of the highest courtesy of the clan, but in fact, they were just the victims of Zhou Ziyuan.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, reincarnation as an adult, this is a complete journey of a person's life, why do the souls in the ancestral hall of the family not go to reincarnate but wander here this week?

Apparently, something is trapping them here!

Only after death can understand all this, those who dedicated themselves to the clan before death, after death, suddenly understand that they have been caught in the situation of the ancestors, this anger will only become more and more fierce, and over time, this champion village will become a barren land.

However, Zhuangyuan Village has been prosperous for a thousand years, and this small mountain village with children who have been on the gold list from time to time has even been remembered by the emperors of several dynasties, but it is completely different from the feng shui bureau of this ancestral hall.

Originally, this was what Cha Wenbin was most puzzled about, until that day he personally boarded the legendary gossip platform in Huaiyang Longhu, which Fu Xi realized from the Luohe book.

Up and down 5,000 years, what is taken away is time, but what is left is the memory of history.

This platform is two meters high, more than ten acres wide, surrounded by water on all sides, and the scenery is pleasant.

Here, once rose the first dawn of Chinese civilization, the descendants restored a gossip pavilion on the stage according to the legend, there are two stone turtles on the pavilion, each has a bluestone stele, and a book "opens things into fog"

, the book "Innate Essence"

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There is a bluestone on the front side of the pavilion.

The bluestone abacus spreads the abacus.

It looks like both a river map and a Luo book.

But if you look closely, it is neither a river map nor a Luo book, but the "abacus stone" that is known as a mystery through the ages

。

"Stone Abacus"

It is a psychic thing when Fu Xi painted the hexagram, how can the heavenly machine contained in it be understood by the general mortal?

Slowly, this magical place became a tourist attraction.

At that time, Huaiyang Longhu was not like today's tourists, Cha Wenbin sat alone in the Bagua Pavilion for three days and three nights, according to the locals, there was a young man dressed in a purple gold robe that day, his eyes were closed.

There is a faint cyan aura between the eyebrows, and he has not moved at all for three days and three nights, just like the old monk who has settled down.

Tourists and villagers who passed by all stopped to watch, but what they talked about in private was "neurotic"

I don't know how many people who are dedicated to the Tao have sat on the gossip platform like him for thousands of years, and I don't know how many people have been on the same water surface of this dragon lake for thousands of years.

Dao, this indescribable and unclear word, Lao Tzu only used a sentence "Tao is very Tao"

It made the seeker jump into the Taiji circle that he couldn't find an exit in his life like a carp crossing the river, but after all, in this circle, there were still earth-shattering characters like Zhang Daoling.

Myths do not do not exist, and legends are not entirely credible, and the countless ruins left in the mountains of Zhongnan tell the world that the path of cultivation has continued.

He just wanted to come and take a look, to sit down, and to feel the scene of Fu Xi's enlightenment with his own eyes.

As everyone knows, this closed eye is three days and three nights.

Twenty years, in an instant, Cha Wenbin has grown from a baby who was abandoned in a lonely grave and was taken away by mandrills to a young man; Twenty years, in the changes of the water of Wanglong Lake, it is just one more circle of sand and gravel in the lake, but he Cha Wenbin has aged ten years in one day, and you still have a fate, but after all, it is time that cannot be reached...... Three days later, it was just a blink of an eye for him, and this was Cha Wenbin's first time in the real sense.

It is said that Ling Zhengyang only settled at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain for two days when he was twenty-seven years old, but he was five years ahead of his master, and he had a full day and one night.

It is said that the existence of this thing is not a fairy bone, but it is not only talent but also chance to enter this kung fu.

There have been so many people who have cultivated the Tao for thousands of years, but there are very few who can really reach the step of enlightenment.

That is, as soon as you close your eyes, all the pores of your body will open, and everything in that heaven and earth will turn into a body full of aura, and the stars in the sky will move, and the mountains and rivers under your feet are within reach in your mind, and your feet will travel thousands of miles in an instant as if you are stepping on fairy clouds, and everything in the universe is under your control, and the endless road will pour into your heart like a surging river.

When I opened my eyes, there was a reflection in the lake, and the pale yellow moon gently rippled in the blue waves, folding, bending, and changing.

Looking up, the moon in the sky is so round, the moon is still the moon, but the moon in the water is its reflection after all, no matter how beautiful it is, how round it is, what changes is only water.

That night, he understood a lot, like why Ye Qiu appeared, why there was that missing stone, why Xiao Yi was like that, but in fact, it was not them.

Xiao Yi is still the same Xiao Yi, he who has forgotten the past is still him, and he has become nothing more than the world around him, this is the origin, and it is also the path that cultivators must go through: see through.

A year later, in this champion village and this ancestral hall, Cha Wenbin finally understood why this fierce place could still prosper for thousands of years.

A year ago, he stood in front of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, looking at the thousands of troops and horses buried in the ground, and he understood that the rise of the Great Qin Empire and the sweep of the war of the Six Kingdoms were because of the millions of iron horsemen under the command of Ying Zheng.

Because there is killing, there is rise and fall; This yin and yang are complementary to each other, just like the moon in the water, the moon is full and the water is overflowing.

Zhou Ziyuan is not a generation of scholars, he knows that this evil spirit can harm people, but also create people, just like a sharp dagger, you can stab the king of Qin, and you can fight the country.

Evil anger is not terrible, mortals in this world have grievances, no matter what personnel can do, there is resentment, there is resentment, there is resentment.

This is the adjustment of nature, the law of all things changing, and it is also the same as the kindness of people, since it exists, it is reasonable.

It's just that the terrible thing is the human heart after all, and this evil qi is like a sharp dagger, some people use the Tao to dissolve this dagger, and some people use this evil qi to kill.

But Zhou Ziyuan chose a road that no one has ever walked, he was born in the Bagua Terrace, sitting on a river comparable to Longhu, the two mountains of the green dragon and white tiger accompanied by him, enough to trap these souls, so he can easily control them for his own use with some methods, and then there is that ancient custom, but all the descendants of Zhuangyuan Village need to drip blood to recognize their ancestors.

Why?

Later, Cha Wenbin learned that it was a kind of thaumaturgy derived from the ancient Qiang people, which was transformed from blood sacrifice witchcraft.

The blood of the middle finger of the human being is pure yang blood, which is the place where the essence of the person is most concentrated, and those who can enter the ancestral hall after death are all recognized by the blood, when they are still alive, Zhou Ziyuan has begun to be familiar with these people who will accompany him in the future, and the essence and blood of these people have been refined by Zhou Ziyuan after death, and they can no longer leave his world.

"It's the same as our Maoshan disciples' drawing talismans, but we take the eight characters, and he takes the essence blood."

Hetu said to me: "Xiao Yi, you remember, but most of the methods that use human blood are some crooked ways, if someone who has the intention of harming you takes your middle finger blood and adds a little method, Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to save you." ”

"And then?"

I asked him.

"Later ......"

PS: (Dear friends, I posted a dynamic on Weibo, the lumbar intervertebral disc herniated and compressed the nerves, I fell to the ground a while ago, so I couldn't move, I followed the doctor's instructions to stay in bed for a week, barely able to get off the ground, and I started to update it today)