Chapter 43: The Secret Burial of the White Dragon
Zong Zheng gritted his teeth, and grabbed the two wild ghosts with both hands in the air, the other party didn't expect that Zong Zheng could ignore the killer, and before he could react, he was pinched into phosphorus fire by the other party.
Zong Zheng didn't wait for the phosphorus fire to dissipate, so he took advantage of the situation with both hands, grabbed the two wild ghosts into two balls of pure yin qi, and sent them to the little bean sprouts with a smile: "These two clouds of yin qi, although they are a little less, are enough for this little girl to make up for her body." ”
Little girl?
I glanced back at the little bean sprouts and said with a cold face: "Go back to the car!" ”
Little Bean Sprouts was too scared by me to speak, and obediently got into the trunk.
According to the rules of the Magic Dao, the ghost envoy is not qualified to ride in the same car with the master, and can only stay in the trunk.
However, the little bean sprouts' actions reminded me.
I dragged Ye Huan off the co-pilot and threw it directly into the trunk: "Bean sprouts, look at him, what's wrong with him, I'm the only one to ask." ”
"Mr. Zong, let's get in the car and talk again!"
Zong Zheng sat in the co-pilot's seat and said, "Little Third Master, good means." My sect is considered to have been taught. ”
I smiled faintly and said, "Seeing that the mountain dog is famous, I'm afraid Mr. Zong's skills haven't been used yet, right?" ”
Zong Zheng sneered: "Look at the mountain dog, it's not just me. ”
"The five-way mountain dogs, each with its own ability, the mountain dog in Sandaohezi should be sent on the road thanks to the mercy of the little third master, right? The mark of 'three points into the bone' on your hand is still there! ”
I looked at my hand and said, "You don't avenge him?" ”
"Revenge?" Zong Zhengdao: "He and I are not all the way, besides, there are only three or two of them left when he sees the mountain dogs on the way, you don't see it, your wounds are so faint that they are almost invisible." ”
"When that old dog dies in the end, no one will trouble you. There are probably only four of the five ways to watch the mountain dogs. ”
I said deliberately, "How do I know you won't sell me to other mountain dogs." ”
Zong Zheng smiled bitterly: "I want to find them, but I can't find them!" ”
"In my vein, the exercises I practice tend to be yin and poisonous. The so-called, ten points for sin, seven points for the employer, three points for the warlock. Even if we do something to accumulate merit, because we practice this exercise, we can only live like a eunuch. ”
"Three rivers, that one is a greenback dog. They had already been crippled in a great battle a long time ago, and the few remaining people, either who didn't know how to teach the apprentices, or were disheartened by the rivers and lakes, decided to bring their own kung fu into the coffin. ”
"My father said a long time ago: the vein of the greenback dog, in another fifty years, without others touching him, he will have to destroy the inheritance. Isn't it all 60 years since then? That vein is almost broken. ”
"There are three veins left, and they have long been hidden, and it is said that a dog king was selected not long ago, and I don't know what he is doing?"
"They don't want to take our one, and I don't bother to go to them."
I couldn't help but feel half chilled after listening to it, this sect was swept away by the mountain dogs!
I still didn't give up and asked, "Who was the greenback dog disabled?" ”
"I don't know!" Zong Zheng said: "Some people say that when they were blocking the ghost gate, they drew a death lot and became a pioneer. ”
"Some people also said: They are fighting with their fellow disciples."
"I don't know them well, so I don't care about that."
When Zong Zheng said this, he suddenly asked: "Little Third Master, it seems that you are very concerned about watching the mountain dogs?" ”
"I'm just curious!" I pretended to reply casually, and immediately changed the topic: "Under the mouth of the white dragon, what does the golden toad mean by raising its head?" ”
Zong Zheng said: "That's the Feng Shui Bureau of the secret burial. ”
"That secret burial, it should be the white dragon eating the golden toad. The core of that feng shui dwelling is not the white dragon, but the golden toad. ”
"The golden toad below is easier to absorb the essence of earth qi, and if it is not suppressed by the white dragon, it itself is an extremely rare feng shui treasure land."
"That white dragon is a sick dragon."
Feng Shui: The best leylines are none other than dragon veins.
However, there are not only big and small dragon veins, but even dead dragons, sick dragons, and remnant dragons.
If you meet a half-hung feng shui gentleman, treat these dragon veins as a real dragon treasure, and bury people, the descendants of that family will not only not get wealth and glory, but maybe even ruin the family.
Sick dragon, that is, the dragon veins are still there, and there is no damage, but the earth qi has already leaked out. It's like a person who has suffered a serious illness and injured his vitality, and before the vitality is not recovered, there must be no burial there, otherwise, future generations will inevitably be injured and will not live long.
Zong Zheng said: "That secret burial is in the White Dragon Cliff, and the entrance to the secret burial will only be opened when the White Dragon swallows the golden toad." ”
"After repeated calculations, that Daoist should have set up some kind of formation in the secret burial, once the white dragon swallowed the golden toad. That heaven and earth aura would be instilled into himself through the white dragon's throat. ”
"In this way, he can not only forcibly seize the aura of heaven and earth, but also will not be punished by heaven and earth, and may not be unable to enjoy the way of heaven."
"After my grandfather's generation discovered this secret, he tried to find a way to seal the golden toad below, so that the white dragon could not eat it, and it also blocked the Taoist priest's path to becoming an immortal."
"Our clan took advantage of the convenience of watching the mountain dogs, guarded under this white dragon cliff, and quietly explored ways to seize the secret burial!"
I asked rhetorically, "Aren't you afraid that other mountain dogs will know?" ”
Zong Zheng said with a smile: "The rule of watching mountain dogs is that you can't grab land casually. Our clan is rooted at the foot of the mountain, which is equivalent to enclosing the land. If others want to come, they have to ask us if they will agree. ”
Zong Zheng inadvertently showed a bit of a proud look when he spoke, it seems that he should still have some hole cards, and now he is just deliberately showing weakness to me.
I pretended not to see it: "You designed the Black Tiger Demon to open the secret burial?" ”
"Of course!" Zong Zheng nodded and said: "Since ancient times, it has been a battle between dragons and tigers, as long as we release the black tiger when the white dragon wants to devour the golden toad." Let the white dragon not dare to act rashly, and we can smoothly enter the secret burial and kill the demon path. ”
"After I succeed, I will immediately destroy the Black Tiger Demon, and the white dragon will devour the Golden Toad again, at that time, even if there is nothing in the secret burial, we can also get the aura of heaven and earth, and cultivate to a great progress!"
"Little Third Master, think about it, once we become masters of innate Tai Chi, the wealth and beauty in this world are not at our disposal?"
"Hmm!" I hummed and didn't say anything.
I know very well in my heart that Zong Zheng must have left behind, and I don't plan to let him live, two people with ghosts in their hearts, acting in so many scenes, it's not interesting.
I deliberately diverted the topic and said, "If we don't touch the secret burial of the white dragon, can the Taoist priest inside really become an immortal?" ”