The best feng shui master

Chapter 747 The Unexpected Situation

Xiangyang, Bashan, Sichuan, Hengduan, Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, Kunlun...

These few words were like bombs one after another, ringing in everyone's hearts one after another, leaving everyone dumbfounded and stunned.

No one dared to imagine what kind of situation it would be after so many places were turned into dead places.

According to the detection, the Bashan death area is only a hundred and ten kilometers away, and it has already stirred up wind and rain in all directions, and it is even directly related to the election of the chairman of the Huaxia Xiu Association.

Although the main purpose is to examine each candidate's feng shui skills in organization and coordination, in order to finally select the most suitable candidate for the president, but whoever said that there is no such thing as gathering Huaxia monks and working together to restore the mutated and barren land to green mountains and green waters What about the consideration of the beautiful and beautiful rivers and mountains?
Moreover, this does exist, Yin Dongyi and Cai Tianze had this idea back then!

But today, several months have passed, Quanzhen Wudang and other sects have already started to investigate, but they have never heard of anyone who can find a proper solution.

Yin Dongyi, the master of Wudang Temple, once made it clear that they were helpless when Bashan died, and they had to rely on everyone's strength. Although the selection of the president was important, rebirth after death was by no means easy.

After Cao Xuanbai took over Quanzhen, the first thing he did was to clean up the house, and the second thing was to kill Bashan.

According to the monks who had a good relationship with Quanzhen, Cao Xuanbai sent over [-] Quanzhen disciples with cultivation base, and six people from the former Xuanwu group also withdrew, and also sent them there.

And he himself arrived by plane as soon as the time came, as if he didn't want to waste a second.

Just imagine, if Cao Xuanbai had found the root cause long ago, would he have left alone by plane?Although this hiking trip was a bit tiring, it was also a rare opportunity for all the monks to communicate and get close together. He Cao Xuanbai was not so stupid, and he would not give up this excellent opportunity just to show his "work enthusiasm"!
From the above, it can be seen that not only Wudang has no clue, Cao Xuanbai is still at a loss!
This is only a [-]-kilometer no-man's land boundary, so many turmoil has occurred, and so many experts in the cultivation world have worked so hard, but compared to Xiangyang, Bashan, Hengduan, Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, Kunlun, this vast area, It doesn't even count as a slap.

"Mr. Chen, according to your idea, what is the worst result?"

A total of three people came from the Emei Sect, Jinglian, who is highly skilled in medicine, her junior sister, Jingxin, and a younger senior, their uncle, Zidao.

Because most of the monks are men, and the Emei Sect is all female disciples, plus some trivial rumors before, the three of the Emei Sect deliberately kept a distance of tens of meters from the main force this time, and did not communicate much.

But Chen Yi's news was so shocking that the three disciples had no choice but to lean over. Little Master Jinglian was so worried.

"The worst possible outcome."

Chen Yi looked up at the white clouds floating peacefully in the sky, and said, "I don't know what the worst outcome will be, but I can tell you that the entire Bashan Mountain and its surrounding areas will be reduced to death, maybe it's just the beginning! "

"so serious?"

Little Master Jinglian couldn't help screaming, but immediately remembered that a monk should not be alarmed, and said "Amitabha Buddha" as if he had made a mistake.

But no matter how much she chanted the Buddha's name, no matter how much the rosary in her hand beeped, her little heart, which had been a Buddha for more than ten years, was still beating non-stop. My Buddha is merciful, what should I do!
When I was at Zhenwu Mountain in Xiangyang before, Little Master Jinglian knew too well that the two armed policemen had entered the body with evil spirits and caused the decline of various physiological functions. This is a kind of poison that is almost impossible to cure. Shi Jinglian's little teacher doesn't know who is there yet, and what can be done to cure her.

"Also, that is to say, if Mr. Chen's speculation is not wrong, and we don't come back to life from the dying, then the people, animals, and all creatures in and around Bashan may face the danger of functional failure and death?"

Little Master Jinglian decided to temporarily forget the Buddha, her bright eyes were full of worry, and her face like a blooming white lotus wrinkled anxiously without applying makeup.

How many people will die!
Chen Yi looked at this cute little master, and nodded helplessly. If they can't find out the deepest root cause, and the death continues to spread, then the creatures in this area are not likely to face death, but must face death. Death, as long as you stay here, you will suffer much more damage than the radiation after a nuclear explosion!

"Mr. Chen, this matter is no small matter, it must not be a joke!"

After the initial shock, Bing Ji said earnestly.

It wasn't that he didn't believe Chen Yi, but that it was so shocking that he had to confirm it again and again.

"How can I make a joke about this kind of thing? Although the time is too short, I haven't accurately determined the scope of the death area that will spread, but it is generally unmistakable. The minimum should be the entire Bashan Mountain and the surrounding area. This is only from the current point of view. Minimum range."

Chen Yi said with certainty, and emphasized the words "minimum range".

"Is there any way to solve it?"

Bing Ji was the first to think of the possible situation, and couldn't help shivering. If it is not resolved, China's dense population, refugees, starvation, and social turmoil... He dare not imagine it.

"Ugh!"

Chen Yi sighed weakly, and said: "Because the time of contact is too short, I haven't found a solution for the time being. What happens in the end depends on God's will."

All the monks were silent for a while, their expressions were extraordinarily dignified, what can they do if the dragon riders can't guarantee it?
Zhang Yuchen frowned tightly, as if thinking of something, but after thinking about it for a while, he shook his head again, feeling that it was impossible, and he didn't want to add to the chaos at this time.

"Then what should we do to prevent Bashan from becoming a place of death?"

Little Master Jinglian looked straight at Chen Yi, her face was full of anxiety and compassion. She didn't know when, she only had eyes on this tall man she was not familiar with. He discovered the problem, so it must be He will also have a solution.

"Yeah, Mr. Chen, what are we going to do? You can just say something, Lao Mao said, it is infinitely fun to fight against the sky, and it is endlessly fun to fight against the earth. Ge Laozi, let's follow the thief this time." Let's fight it out."

Chi Chongfeng from Tiejianmen shook his arms, and the monk standing beside him suddenly turned upside down. This big man's strength is really too great.

Walking out of the crowd, Chi Chongfeng smashed the wide long sword behind his back on the ground, and the stone under the blade immediately fell apart. It wasn't that the long sword was sharp, but that the long sword was too heavy and powerful!
"I believed in his evil, and I wanted to play with the president, but I knew I was fooled when I came. Damn, they are so talented. They abolished Ding Wu and Cao Yixian, but there are still two big guys. I can't beat a group of old men! This president has nothing to do with me! Why don't you play with Mr. Chen, and if you make a name in history in the future, I will be considered a meritorious person!"

Chi Chongfeng said cursingly.

"Mr. Chen, tell me what you need to do to avoid the spread of death. I didn't come here for the president, and I can't be the president. It's just that the master insisted on me coming, saying that I want to 'see the Buddha's heart in the world of mortals', I think that saving all sentient beings in Bashan together with Mr. Chen is the best training!"

Little Master Jinglian's beautiful face was full of firmness, and Jingxin and Master Zidao behind her also had the same attitude, and they all chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, I hope Mr. Chen will take pity on the common people and give him a helping hand."

Chen Yi couldn't laugh or cry. He originally had the idea of ​​disclosing his collection of information. In addition to exchanging exercises with Bing Ji and Zhang Yuchen, he really didn't want to owe favors, and there were also two people who had realized the seriousness of the problem earlier, but they absolutely There is no intention of forming a gang.

However, the situation that made him dumbfounded was still spreading. With Chi Chongfeng and Jing Lian as examples, several other small sects began to express their views one after another.

"Mr. Chen, tell me, what are you going to do?"

Another fashionable young man stood out, wearing decent clothes of a brand that Chen Yi didn't recognize, with a small diamond earring on one ear, and a Patek Philippe gold watch that was worth a lot of money on his wrist. There is also a dragon tattoo on his arm. It is the young owner of Zicheng Villa, Tang Dongfeng.

However, in the eyes of ordinary people, he still has an identity. He is a business genius who ranks in the top [-] of the Forbes rich list when he is less than [-] years old.

"My cultivation level is not very good, I'm only in the late stage of dark energy, I don't understand Feng Shui very well, I don't even understand my own ancestral grave, but I am rich!"

This business prodigy lost the cleverness and cunning he had when he was in business. He revealed his family background honestly, and also said in a very embarrassing way, "If you can't make money, you can make money. Mr. Chen just needs to say one thing." If I don’t say anything else, I’ll find you as much as you want. If I don’t have enough money, then ask my dad to go. Zicheng Mountain Villa doesn’t say anything else. In terms of money, the whole of China can’t find much money. A family can compare!"

"Haha, Old Tang's stingy son has stood up, how can I not express it?"

During the conversation, another voice came, it was a man in his 50s, with a slightly fat body and a handsome appearance. He was not as ostentatious as Tang Dongfeng. He was dressed in sports clothes and trousers, and he was not dusty after walking in the mountains for two or three days. Ran, looks like a retired veteran cadre.

However, he was playing with a string of black beads, which Chen Yi had seen when he was playing with antiques in Quancheng. Qinan Chenxiang, one of the materials that lovers of literature and entertainment dream of.

"Mr. Chen, I don't have any great skills. I just like to make some antiques, cultural and feng shui instruments, ebony, old branches, gold, stone and jade. I have what most people have, and I also have what most people don't have. If you need anything, just say a word, I just want it If you can take it out, you will not be stingy!"

……

Just as several people stood up to express their opinions and prepared to work together to manage the dead land in Bashan, a harsh voice sounded out of place.

"Mr. Chen is really clever and scheming. Just a few pieces of paper and a few words can buy people's hearts. I really admire him!"

Ding Shen slapped the hand holding his clothes behind him, ignored Yu Minxuan's repeated gestures, walked up to Chen Yi, and said in a strange way.

Chen Yi's lips curled into a sneer, if this guy didn't stand up, he might really have forgotten about it!
(End of this chapter)