genius divination

Chapter 51
"Longtouxiang?" Fan Jiannan frowned.

The fat aunt nodded and said, "Yes, Longtouxiang."

"No, you must not go!" Feng Yuan said in amazement, "Do you know how many people died throughout the ages to burn this dragon head incense?"

For this trip to Wudang Mountain, Feng Yuan did not know how many travel materials were read.Almost every travel magazine about Wudang Mountain will mention this piece of Longshouyan and the incense burner on it.

It is a stone beam carved with a dragon protruding abruptly from the cliff beside the stone hall of the Wanshou Palace in Nanyan, Wudang Mountain.The stone beam is suspended in the air, and below is the abyss, but the width is only [-] cm. There is a dragon carved on it, and an incense burner is carved on the top of the dragon head, so it is known as "the best incense in the world-the dragon head incense".

It is said that these two stone dragons coiled on the cliffs and stretched in the air are the royal horses of Emperor Xuanwu.Emperor Xuanwu often rode them around to inspect, so Longtouxiang is also called Longshoushi.There are peaks rising from all sides, hanging rocks and climbing, piercing the middle sky, with the potential to fly.Legend has it that only those who truly follow the Tao can burn incense and pray for peace.

Because of the mystery and status of Longtou Incense, disciples of believers, in order to show their piety, burn "Dragon Head Incense" every time they come to worship Wudang and walk on the boundary of life and death of yin and yang.

Because they are facing the abyss, the person who burns the dragon head incense has to kneel and climb from the narrow dragon body to the dragon head to light the incense, and then kneel and retreat. If he is not careful, he will be smashed to pieces.

Since the establishment of this dragon head incense in the Ming Dynasty, countless people have fallen from it, and the situation is unbearable.Until the 12th year of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty, the government ordered to ban the burning of dragon head incense, and set up fences and locks.

After hearing Feng Yuan's description, Fan Jiannan also felt a chill in his vest.He couldn't help but ask, "How high... is it?"

"How high is the Nanyan Rock of Wudang Mountain?" Feng Yuan asked back.

Fan Jiannan felt that his calves were shaking, so he quickly turned to the fat aunt and said, "Apart from burning dragon head incense, is there any other way?"

The fat aunt shook her head and said, "This is a tradition handed down by the elders. The mountain masters are different from other schools of Wushu, and they have always been secluded from the world. But as long as someone burns the dragon head incense, the mountain master must see him. So there used to be There are many rumors that burning dragon head incense can meet immortals."

Fan Jiannan said with a bitter face, "Isn't this an embarrassment? Wasn't dragon head incense banned as early as the Qing Dynasty? Has no one ever seen a mountain master?"

Uncle Chen glanced at him, shook his head and said, "Yes, someone saw him 20 years ago. This man's surname is Fan, and he also burned dragon head incense. Your father is Fan Jianqiang."

"Ah?" Fan Jiannan was stunned for a moment, unwilling to say, "If I don't burn the dragon head incense, I won't be able to meet the master of the alchemist. What kind of strange rule is this? Can't there be an exception?"

The fat aunt shook her head and said expressionlessly, "It's nothing else, it's just to show a kind of courage and belief. After all, people in the mountain gate have more persistent beliefs than others, and they have many strange rules. I can’t understand it. If you don’t want to do it, no one will force you. In fact, I didn’t approve of you doing it in the first place, so I avoided you on purpose.”

Fan Jiannan looked unwilling, and held back for a long time before smiling, "Then... can I use a safety belt, a safety rope for climbing or something? I mean just in case, tie a rope around my waist or something... Well, even if I didn't say... I'll go tomorrow."

"Are you crazy?" Feng Yuan asked anxiously.

"It's okay, I just go up to burn incense sticks anyway. I don't stay up there for long, it's okay." Fan Jiannan seemed to be indifferent on the surface, but in fact he was a little guilty.

Uncle Chen glanced at the fat aunt, who nodded, "Okay, you can go with him tomorrow."

Uncle Chen smiled and said, "It's a good thing to enjoy incense safely, and dragon head incense is not something that ordinary people can try. It is a special life experience, so don't think too much about it. But it's best not to drink any more today. This wine is very strong. You'll be dizzy the next day."

Fan Jiannan smiled wryly in his heart: Even if he didn't drink, he would probably faint.But his face was peaceful, he looked calm, and he smiled, "That's hard work, uncle."

Uncle Chen nodded and said, "As expected of Fan Wudi's son, good! Eat first, and take a good rest after eating."

Fan Jiannan put his mind to one side and gave it all up. He was not polite, and ate and drank a lot.On the contrary, Feng Yuan looked at him with worried eyes, and really couldn't figure out what was going on in this person's mind, sometimes he was very shrewd, and sometimes he was stupid enough.

After dinner, Fan Jiannan bathed and burned incense, and changed into clean clothes.He didn't want to show piety, but he liked the air here very much.Standing on the balcony, with the clean night breeze blowing, he suddenly began to understand why the alpine practitioner chose this place.

The ancient Dunjia plate in Fan Jiannan's arms seemed to emit a little bit of warmth, as if it had a blood connection with him.He had this feeling when he got it for the first time, and the feeling of sitting and forgetting in Jinding during the day made this feeling even more obvious.

What surprised him even more was that after the realization at the top of the mountain this morning, his control over his magic power became more subtle and subtle.He closed his eyes, and slowly stretched out his hand, he could almost feel the magic power surging between his fingers, like a warm stream of water.He spread his palms flat, allowing the warm water to swim and gather in his palms.

An unprecedented sense of fulfillment and spirituality filled his heart, the turbulence outside, the chirping of frogs and the chirping of insects seemed to make all the internal connections of the whole world become a clear vein.These countless veins converge into a ubiquitous spider web, invisible but felt.

There are countless hexagrams on the nodes of these networks, and Fan Jiannan knows that as long as he passes through these few hexagrams, he can decipher any point of this network.This feeling is mysterious and strange, and his divination technique has risen to another level invisibly.He also remembered the realm that his grandfather said when he was learning Dunjia from his grandfather when he was a child.

Seeing mountains as mountains and seeing water as water; this is the first realm.Looking at mountains is not mountains, and seeing water is not water; this is the second realm.Fan Jiannan felt that he had fully grasped the second realm that his grandfather mentioned.Mountains can also be water, and water can also be mountains.Everything is just a difference in understanding, but there is no absolute boundary.Everything in his eyes is no longer independent, but interrelated.

It is said that a butterfly flapping its wings caused a huge storm thousands of kilometers away.Is this all possible?Wrong, everything is connected.The rules connecting these things are secret but simple, hidden in the mysterious and mysterious hexagrams.This is metaphysics, this is also mathematics, and it is logic.

Fan Jiannan slowly opened his eyes and felt a warm body approaching his back.Feng Yuan's arm hugged his waist from behind, "Do you have to go tomorrow?" The girl's voice made his brain, which had just been immersed in thoughts, a little dazed.

"Of course." Fan Jiannan patted her hand with a smile and whispered, "Don't worry, it's just a very easy thing."

"But this is too dangerous. No one has done this for hundreds of years..." Feng Yuan's voice was a little low, obviously she was in a bad mood. "Maybe you can do fortune telling, you can use your strange formula symbols to figure out where that person is. Then...then we go directly to him, isn't it safer?
Fan Jiannan turned around and said with a smile, "This won't work, the master of mountain arts will not be easily found. The master of Wushu people cannot be easily found. If he doesn't want to see you, even if you count it a thousand times , Ten thousand times is futile. Moreover, even if I can, I can’t do it. This is their game rule, and it is also the respect we should have for a grandmaster.”

Feng Yuan let go of his hand, turned around and said, "Tomorrow, I don't want to go up the mountain with you. I really can't do it, no matter what the result is, I dare not watch...but I will wait here for you, waiting for you to come back."

Fan Jiannan looked at Feng Yuan's back, and suddenly felt the urge to hug her.But he sighed and called out jokingly instead, "If I succeed, can you date me? I'll treat you to a big meal, and of course, you pay the bill."

"Don't talk about it..." Feng Yuan had already run away.

Fan Jiannan shrugged indifferently, with a faint smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)