The best feng shui master

Chapter 755 Resentment
"What's your problem? Could it be that there are dragons?" Geng Bo scratched his head, not understanding what Chen Yi was talking about.

Chen Yi didn't pay much attention to him, just looked at Lian'er, and said, "The dragons you mentioned are silver-white, green, and black-yellow? And all of them are hundreds of feet long and short?"

"Well, benefactor, Lian'er can't be wrong!"

Lian Er seemed to be afraid that Chen Yi would not believe her, so she nodded her head very hard.

"Perhaps it is so!"

Chen Yi had a strange expression on his face. Regardless of everyone's doubts, he took out Langhao Xiaokai, dissolved the cinnabar with rainwater, found a huge tree canopy that could shelter the wind and rain, sat down cross-legged, and waved a brush on the back of the letter given by Bing Ji.

"What is he doing?"

A few people didn't understand what Chen Yi was going to do. It seemed that he was going to paint, but what kind of painting should he paint at this time?
Geng Bo looked at the rain that was getting bigger and bigger, and always felt that it was not ready for the fire, it should be bigger and stronger.But where did the bad heat go?He felt like it was all flowing into Chen Yi's mind!
He didn't think about Lian Er's problem, and he didn't let himself go to Bing Ji and Zhang Yuchen to settle accounts, but he was like a sour literati, splashing ink in the wind and rain, looking very elegant, but in fact it was I poured water into my head, and I also poured a lot of Nima!
The rain was still falling, the water was still pouring, and Chen Yi's writing became more and more willful and surging. A red wave with nine curves and eighteen rings gradually appeared on Lao Xuan of Jing County.

"Is this the Yellow River?"

Two beams of light suddenly shot out from Phoenix's eyes, and she felt a rushing roar on the paper. Although it was red cinnabar ink, what she imagined in her mind was a big yellow dragon stretching for thousands of miles, flying from the sky. Go straight to the East China Sea and never return!

"It really is the Yellow River!"

Geng Bo also stopped his distracted thoughts, slammed his mouth open, and was also captured by the momentum on the paper.

"what!"

Lian'er suddenly screamed, and took a few steps back, her face was pale, her lips trembled, her expression panicked, she pointed at the picture scroll in Chen Yi's hand as if she saw a poisonous snake and beast, "It's it, it's it, it's that big yellow dragon !"

"This, is the dragon? I said Lian'er, can we stop joking? A picture shows the Yellow River, how could it be a dragon?" Geng Bo said, baring his teeth.

Lian Er looked at him, without any intention of joking, and said seriously, "This is the dragon!"

"Yes, it is a dragon!"

Chen Yi knew it in his heart, just as he guessed, he explained: "I used to observe Mount Tai, the Yellow River, and Kunlun to gain the power of the dragon, and I had a sense of vastness and surging in my heart. It was a little bit fresh and I cared about it, and then later, I got used to it and became natural, took it as my own thing and took it for granted, and no longer deliberately paid attention to it, so I couldn’t remember it just now.”

"Then it's impossible to raise a dragon inside the body!" Geng Bo still can't figure it out, can he raise a dragon by watching the dragon?
Then I will not do anything in the future, watch dragons for ten years, open a zoo, and definitely make a lot of money.

Chen Yinai calmly explained, "It's not that I raise the dragon in my body, but that I carry the dragon's power in my mind, Kunlun, Taiyue, and the Yellow River, the dragon's power of three big dragon veins, Kunlun is located in the west, the platinum dragon, and Taiyue in the east , the dragon of green wood, the Yellow River, needless to say, China's Xuanhuang Rhubarb Dragon, Lian'er is a spirit body, and the angle of viewing things is different from ours, not with eyes, but with spiritual consciousness. If she looks at the power of a dragon, then what she sees is naturally a dragon!"

Speaking of this, the three of them understood a little bit, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, seeing does not necessarily exist, and non-seeing does not mean non-existence!

Chen Yi also thought a lot at this moment. He had always wondered why only dragon riders were close to the earth's energy. He thought that the "Dragon Controlling" existed, but now it seems that it is not just that. What he gained from watching dragons also played a role. Huge effect.

Mountains, rivers and valleys have spirits, and his own aura is similar to the spirits of mountains, rivers and valleys, so it's not surprising that he can get close to the earth's qi!

"But why do they eat Lian'er? Lian'er has never harmed anyone, let alone has the slightest intention of harming benefactor!"

Lian'er looked at the galloping big yellow dragon from a distance, and stepped back more and more frightened as if seeing a ghost. When she looked at Chen Yizhi, she didn't feel a trace of fear.

Chen Yi smiled wryly, not to blame Lian'er for thinking too much for no reason, otherwise he might not be able to get along peacefully.

clap clap clap...

The rain has changed from pattering to pouring down, and the crown of the tree is as big as an umbrella canopy, but it can no longer block the wind and rain. The wide and fat leaves will catch the rain and gather into a bigger stream. It pours down through the cracks in the branches.

Reflecting the roaring and angry doomsday-like rain in his eyes, Chen Yi stood where he was, dazed for a moment.

"Forget it, my body can't accommodate you, and I can't control these three big dragons myself, you'd better stay in the soul box, and I'll think of other ways after a while."

Obtaining this letter from Bing Ji and Zhang Yuchen excitedly, can be said to come on a whim, but the result is not very satisfactory, not only nothing is achieved, but also Chen Yi fell into deep thought.

He raises a dragon in his body, but the dragon does not listen to his restraint. No matter how mighty and majestic they are, if they are born in his own body, that is a disaster!

Walking out of that inexplicable emotion, he packed up the sundries on the ground, folded and put away the cinnabar Yellow River scroll that was stained with a little crystal rain, and there was a sense of sadness in his expression that shouldn't be in this spring breeze.

"Engong, I, no, I didn't..."

Lian'er thought that she had said or done something wrong, so she hurriedly explained, but Chen Yi lost all interest. He waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to say more, and then walked straight into the pouring rain.

The three of them looked at each other in dismay, not knowing why, but they always felt that there was a sense of sadness in the footsteps with a unique rhythm.

Chen Yi walked in the rain with a wry smile on his lips.

The dragon master, the person who controls the dragon veins of mountains and rivers, but how many people know that it is just a rumor!

There have been a hundred and ten generations of ancestors in ancient and modern times. Has there ever been a person who has truly controlled a dragon? Isn't it all in the dragon pool but unable to escape, and can only walk into the abyss step by step according to the set fate?

Even if the master is as profound as Padmasambhava, can't he only rely on reincarnation to escape?
In fact, they can't be called dragon riders, they should be called dragon riders!
For so many days, he tried his best not to think about these things, and kept laughing and even flaunting them. However, at this time, he couldn't help but think about it, otherwise he would wait until he had seen enough of Kowloon to think about it. It's gone, but it's rotten!

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When it was raining at night in Bashan, in a group of tents a kilometer away from Chen Yi and others, in one of the inconspicuous but not shabby tents, Bing Ji and Zhang Yuchen were sitting cross-legged, with a plate of peanuts and a cup of rice in front of them. A pot of century-old Huadiao wine.

The sound of the rain hitting the tent is loud, sandwiching a peanut and drinking a cup of Huadiao is quite interesting.

"Failed?"

Zhang Yuchen's fingers trembled slightly, and the peanut he caught fell to the ground.

Bing Ji shook the flower carving lightly in his hand, and a strong fragrance came out. He also frowned and said, "Three dragons, you and I thought it was easy."

Zhang Yuchen smiled wryly, and said, "It seems that this favor is not easy to sell."

"That's not the case. That person may have planned it a long time ago. You must know that at the beginning, no matter whether it was mental skills or cultivation, you and I were no match for him tied together!"

Bing Ji put down the simple black porcelain cup, picked up a peanut with his middle finger and index finger, but instead of putting it in his mouth, he threw it on the table like a dice. rise.

Zhang Yuchen raised his eyebrows, took the peanut in his hand, looked at it carefully, and said, "You mean, is this also in that person's expectation?"

Bing Ji nodded.

Zhang Yuchen's face changed, but he said again, "Why did he do this? Playing with this child?"

"Not really!"

Bing Ji said, "You must know that that person has always acted perversely, and it's normal for you and me to be incomprehensible."

Zhang Yuchen was still thinking about the peanut, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Prescribe the right medicine, maybe we can guess some."

"How to prescribe the right medicine?" Bing Ji frowned and said.

Zhang Yuchen threw the peanut into his mouth, crunched it into pieces, and then said, "Brother Bing, what do you think Chen Yi lacks the most?"

"What is Chen Yi missing?"

Bing Ji thought about it carefully, and said at the same time, "He does not lack money; he does not lack women; although his cultivation level has not reached the peak, it is enough to surpass the past and the present at the same age; fame, dragon riders are all The resounding resounding across the north and the south, coupled with the successive limelights this time, even if he can't get the position of president in the end, it can be regarded as pouring fuel on the fire, and with his temperament, he shouldn't ask for anything..."

"Hehe, Brother Bing, you finally hit the point!" Zhang Yuchen interrupted Bing Ji with a smile.

Bing Jilie counted a few, but still didn't understand what aspect Chen Yi lacked.

Zhang Yuchen didn't wait for him to ask again, "Resentment!"

"Resentment?" Bing Ji was even more puzzled, "Confucianism cultivates righteousness, Taoism cultivates true qi, and Buddhism emphasizes chance, but they all lead to the same end in the end. They all lead to the world with good roots, and resentment can be said to be the poison of good roots. How can anyone What about raising grievances?"

"No!"

Zhang Yuchen pointed out something else, "I mean, don't you think Chen Yi is too neutral now?"

Seeing that Bing Ji was still at a loss, Zhang Yuchen simply expressed his own conjecture, "Yes, from the outside, Chen Yi is indeed acting a little arrogantly, and he seems to be out of place compared with many monks, but haven't you noticed that he Although it looks like this on the outside, it looks different on the inside? Have you ever heard that he harmed others and benefited himself for his own selfishness?"

Bing Ji's eyes lit up suddenly, as if he had caught something, and said, "Yes, a child who grew up in an orphanage suffered a lot when he was young, but he can know good and evil, know how to be grateful, and know how to be satisfied. It’s a good thing, but compared to the previous generations of dragon riders, he is too satisfied, too desireless, and lacks too much extreme aura of failure or success!!”

"exactly!"

Zhang Yuchen finally laughed, "The best way to make a person's desires difficult to fill, or to make a person become a tycoon is to complain, Qin Wang Yingzheng, Zhao Guo's prostitute, mother's debauchery, all stares. , Cao Aman, the grandson of the eunuch, no one thinks highly of him, Liu Bei, Li Yuan, Genghis Khan, Zhu Yuanzhang, which one of the ancient and modern heroes is not a person full of resentment? Think about Chen Yi's past!"

Even though he knew that lunatics of that lineage could never be judged by common sense, Bing Ji couldn't help shivering, what kind of crazy person must he be to give his own life...

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At the same time, on a hilltop dozens of miles away from them, a man in black clothes and a black robe stood quietly in the rain. Under the black robe was a hideous and terrifying blue-faced fangs, but those pair of pupils were extremely bright, like two bolts of lightning. Directly on a young man walking alone in the rain.

"Boy, no matter how many years you have been, I should surprise you once. The whole Bashan is dead, enough to raise half of your resentment and half of your yin!"

(End of this chapter)