The best feng shui master

Chapter 322 Chapter 339
The sky is getting late, the cold stars are just showing, and the sound of wild animals hunting can be heard from time to time in the distant darkness.

Chen Yi spent the whole day without researching why, so he could only give up, stand up, and prepare to leave.

Perhaps the reason why Hua Daochang is the closest to the sky is that under the faint starlight, it is a bit brighter than other opponents. The handwriting left by the dragon riders of various generations can be faintly seen in the night.

Glancing at it one last time, and imprinting part of the handwriting in his mind, Chen Yi turned around and started walking.

Suddenly, his feet that had been raised in mid-air stopped, just hanging in mid-air.

"This is?"

A trace of joy flashed across Chen Yi's face, and a trace of understanding flashed in his mind. He seemed to understand a word!

In the large piece of writing left by Master Lianhuasheng, it became three distinct pieces at this time, and the writing in the middle was shining with stars, falling into Chen Yi's pupils.

Chen Yi quickly stopped, turned back, squatted down, and looked over excitedly, as if seeing a gold mine in the desert.

The handwriting is like a dragon and a snake, its shape is similar to a butterfly, and it looks like a delicate flower. What is this?
He seemed to have caught something in his heart, but it slipped away from his fingers again, the more anxious he became, the more elusive he became, like sand on his fingertips, no matter what, the tighter he grasped, the faster it would flow.

Butterflies, flowers, butterflies, flowers...

Chen Yi muttered, walking back and forth non-stop, inserting his fingers into the roots of his hair...

Butterflies are beautiful, flowers are also beautiful, no, no, Guru Rinpoche is a monk, he has long understood the red-pink skull, so it is not possible to engrave this word in such a sacred place.

what is that?

Unknowingly, Chen Yi's hands were gradually exerting force, and his head hurt from scratching, but he didn't feel it, because all he could think about was the wandering handwriting.

The relationship between butterflies and flowers, butterflies pollinate, pollinate flowers...

"Not bad!"

Chen Yi yelled and jumped up, yes, that word means "medium"!
Butterflies and flowers coexist and coexist. Flowers need to be pollinated by butterflies for reproduction, and butterflies also need to eat nectar from flowers. Both are indispensable.

Perhaps there are more meanings conveyed than the word "media", but Chen Yi couldn't think of so much for a while.

But this is already a huge progress, even a leap forward.

In many cases, the most difficult thing is not the last moment, but the entry. A threshold keeps many people out, and as long as they cross it, they will be overwhelmed.

This is the case with Chen Yi now!
He lay on the ground with his butt pouted in a very unrefined way. Who the hell still pays attention to his image at this time, when the stars are in the sky, on the top of a snow-capped mountain, he pays attention to his image for ghosts to see?

His mind is full of words left by Guru Rinpoche!

Master Padmasambhava left so many handwritings, not every individual is a single character, but dozens of them form a single character, and those in the middle are just deceiving people.

Let go of the angle of view, and look at it as a whole, these handwritings become three big characters.

He understood the one in the middle, and now he began to study the first character. Countless dots of lines and strokes formed a larger oracle-like inscription, similar to Xingyi.

Curved and entangled without losing the sense of thickness, it is like countless twirling vines circling a big tree...

Could it be that trees and vines also have a symbiotic relationship?

"No, no, there are three words in total, they can't be the same!"

Chen Yi was talking to himself, his brows were tightly furrowed, his face was thoughtful, and he started pacing back and forth again.

what is this?

There is light in the eyes, like a child seeing a toy, a mathematician is very excited when he encounters a strange problem, wants to get it, and even wants to understand how to solve it.

Chen Yi's head was about to explode, but he still couldn't think of it.

I can't decipher the first character, and I can't decipher the third character. The same hieroglyphs, the same paradox, the same maddening.

The third word is more curvy, but compared to the first one, it is less thick and stagnant, and more elegant and elegant, as if it is a thread blowing in the wind, or fluttering like the sleeves of a person wearing a long robe.

The cold wind on the mountain was blowing one after another, Chen Yi was hungry for a long time, did not eat any hot rice or soup, and did not replenish energy, but he still did not feel a trace of hunger or cold.

Chen Yi deciphered the text here, focusing all his attention on it, even if he was hungry and thirsty, he couldn't feel it, but Qing Yan was different. That night, he had already put his heart on his back, similar to Chen Yi, walking around, restless.

But the difference is that Chen Yi couldn't see through the words left by Master Padmasambhava, and Qing Yan was hungry!

The little guy grabbed Baixue anxiously, and even pushed out a piece of black rocks and soil underneath. He stared straight at the place where Chen Yi left, but he couldn't see him.

Snow Ape's eyes were also placed at the entrance of the Transformation Dojo, his ears were pricked up, and he listened carefully to the movement inside, but his face had a strange look. This dragon rider is very different from other dragon riders. If it wasn't for making earth-shattering noises, why didn't this one make any sound at all?

It didn't go in, how could it know that other dragon riders came here to transform the Tao, and Chen Yi came here to break the "Morse Code"!
At this time, Chen Yi was both happy and nervous. He always felt that he had grasped a point, but he couldn't see the whole picture clearly, as if he was trapped in a fog. There was a big mountain in front of him. Seeing such a tiny bit clearly, but trying to grasp the whole picture, but no matter what.

"Panic!"

At this moment, Qing An's impatient cry rang in Chen Yi's ear, pulling him back to the real world.

"It's ten o'clock?"

Looking at his watch, Chen Yi was taken aback. He didn't expect that several hours had passed, and he stayed here for half a day and a half night.

"Grumpy"

There was a sound of protest in his stomach, and his stomach twitched in protest. Chen Yi's complexion was not very good, and he felt a sense of collapse all over his body.

Hungry, tired, completely overtired with the brain, this phenomenon has not occurred for a long time, the last time it seems to have occurred when calculating the fortunes for Luo Yan, Han Wenxue and the others.

"Panic!"

"Squeak!"

Qing An's voice came again, and at the same time there was the cry of the snow monkey.

Chen Yi's heart tightened, and he hurried back the same way. This little ancestor should not be hungry and foolish, and go to provoke the snow ape, otherwise not only would he not be able to eat, but the control board would be used as food by the snow ape.

Running back in three steps at a time, Chen Yi didn't dare to procrastinate. If Qing Yan was really dealt with by Snow Ape, he might have nothing but to cry and no hope of revenge.

A few steps past this Taoist leader with a diameter of tens of meters, Chen Yi walked down the mountain, saw Qing Yan's figure, and a big stone fell in his heart. This hateful little thing is no big deal. They were making trouble with the snow ape, throwing a snowball over from time to time.

Snow Ape was holding a long stick in his arms, grinning his teeth, threatening, but he didn't come forward to clean up this thing, so the little guy went on and on again and again!
"Panic!"

Seeing Chen Yi coming out, Qing Yan's eyes widened immediately, staring straight at the backpack behind him, shining brightly.

"Squeak!"

The snow ape was obviously stunned, called out to Chen Yi twice, and then drew the brush with both hands, doing strange movements continuously.

"Brother Yuan, what do you mean by that? Can you be more obvious? I don't understand!"

Chen Yi looked at it for a while, as if deciphering the last two words left by Master Padmasambhava, he couldn't fucking understand.

The snow ape scratched its ears and cheeks for a long time, rolled its eyes, and suddenly jumped up, jumping four or five meters high, landed on the ground, and pointed to the sky.

Chen Yi frowned, and asked tentatively, "You mean God?"

"Squeak!"

Snow Ape nodded, shook his head again, and made that kind of movement again.

Chen Yi met Snow Ape's hopeful gaze, and said slowly, "You mean Hua Dao?"

"Drink!"

The snow ape had a happy face, let out a strange laugh, and patted Chen Yi on the shoulder a few times with its furry paws.

Chen Yi understood, and said with a smile, "Brother Yuan, you misunderstood. I just came here to observe, not to transform into Taoism. My cultivation is not enough, and I will come again in the future."

"squeak"

Snow Ape seemed to understand Chen Yi's words, and made strange movements in front of Chen Yi...

"and many more!"

Chen Yi suddenly yelled, and the snow ape was startled, jumping far away, looking at this crazy thing strangely.

"That's right, haha, that's right, the last word is Huadao, not Feitian, brother ape, brother ape, I want to thank you, come, have a glass of Erguotou..."

(End of this chapter)