I descend into the world of heaven

Taizu Temple.

There are three portraits hanging here, namely Nurhachi, Taizu of the Qing Dynasty, Huang Taiji and Fulin.

Kangxi crossed the threshold of Taizu Temple with the support of the eunuch, carefully lit three sticks of incense, tied them on the incense burner, looked at the portraits of the three emperors, and said hoarsely: "Xuan Ye pays regards to Taizu! Taizu, Xuan Ye Ye received the news that there is a Taoist priest with great ability who is trying to attack Longgang Mountain. I'm afraid it has already started. Look at my chest..."

He opened his clothes to show his injured chest.

Waited for a while.

There was no change in Nurhachi's portrait, but the eunuch next to him broke into a cold sweat. He lowered his voice and said, "Master, do you think those three incense sticks burned like this?"

Kangxi took a look, sweating on his forehead. He lit the three sticks of incense with his own hands. In just a short time, two sticks of incense were burned and one was long!

People are afraid of three long and two short, so if you replace it with wood, it will be a coffin. The most afraid of incense is two short and one long, because it is unlucky!

At this moment, the three incense sticks shattered with a snap. Kangxi's vision went dark, and he felt as if someone had hit him hard in his head. His body shook, and he staggered back with stars in his eyes.

The eunuch reached out to help him, but Kangxi fainted and fell to the ground.

He was so frightened that he screamed at the top of his lungs: "It's not good, master... the emperor has fainted. Hurry, hurry up and call the imperial doctor over. If you are too late, the emperor's dragon body will have three lengths and two shorts. I think you will all die!" "

Dawn has not yet arrived.

The palace was in chaos.

Longgang Mountain.

The fire was so intense that the Qing soldiers guarding the mountain basically ran down.

Without water, no matter what you use to put out the fire, your body will only become a charred corpse, unless it rains! Yes, if it rains, you have to pray for rain quickly...

Only seven of the responsible leaders of the Twelve Mountain Tops are dead. There is a fire in Longgang Mountain. If nothing goes wrong, all of them will be buried with them.

But if the fire could be stopped, maybe it would be enough for them to die, and their family could still live... maybe.

There is a powerful shaman guarding the foot of the mountain.

When the leaders passed by, the shaman had already filled the yard with various sacrificial objects, shaking wooden sticks in his hands and already beginning to pray for rain.

There was a faint blue light swaying on the top of the wooden stick in the shaman's hand. It was the broken power of the water god, which was picked up by the shaman by chance.

Boom!

Everyone is eagerly waiting for it to rain.

Explosions occurred one after another on the top of twelve mountains. Even standing at the foot of the mountain, you can see that the mountain tops are collapsing...

Just burn it, how can it explode?

Amidst the rumbling sound, the top of the mountain was blown off by explosives and became completely mutilated!

The shaman's movements became stiff and he stopped what he was doing. The tops of the twelve mountains had been blown apart, and it was useless to pray for rain now. Unexpectedly, the leader guarding the first hilltop pressed the shaman's shoulder: "Don't stop, it's going to rain. The hilltop will be gone, but the tree must not be exposed, otherwise our Qing Dynasty will be really doomed."

Does that tree refer to the tree where Aisin Gioro Takashi is buried?

Although the shaman has a high status, she does not know the location of the tree.

It is said that only Nurhaci and a Feng Shui master named Xing Jianling knew about it. The Feng Shui master disappeared for many years. Nurhaci told Huang Taiji the location, Huang Taiji told Fulin, and Fulin told the current emperor Kangxi! Only the emperor can know this secret, how important it is.

The shaman shook his stick crazily, blue light flashed, the moisture in the air increased, and dark clouds began to gather in the sky.

Chen Chu sat on the carriage and observed the blasted hilltop, his eyes constantly scanning back and forth to see if he could find a Feng Shui tree. Legend has it that a hanging dragon inhabits this tree. Although it is a Feng Shui dragon, it is also spiritual. It was so popular that Burning, more or less a reaction...

He suddenly felt something strange in the air, stretched out his hand to grab a handful, and rubbed his fingers gently back and forth: "It's strange, the mountain fire is burning like this, the temperature is rising, it is possible for it to rain, but I have the authority of the water god to disperse the clouds, yes Has anyone gathered the water again?"

The movement of water in nature is traceable.

Controlled by the power of the water god, one can ignore the flow of air and forcibly gather moisture...

Chen Chu searched back and forth twice, and finally found an old woman in the yard of a house at the foot of the mountain, covered with things, jumping back and forth, holding a stick and casting spells.

He recognized at a glance that the blue light on the stick was the authority of the water god. It was so smooth in mobilizing the water vapor in Longgang Mountain. He thought that the authority should have been left by the water god in charge of this area.

The shaman is concentrating on gathering water vapor.

The leader of the first mountain standing next to him was shocked and rolled his eyes. He slowly turned his head and looked at the shaman: "Hey!"

Shaman: "???"

Looking over subconsciously, I saw an enlarging fist in front of my eyes!

This punch hit the shaman's eye socket firmly, causing her eyeballs to become bloodshot immediately. She didn't know what happened, but she felt as if her hand was empty and the stick had been snatched away! Ignoring the severe pain coming from her eye socket, she quickly stretched out her hand to grab it back: "You can't touch my stick..."

The people around were shocked and didn't know what was going on with the leader!

Only then did the leader realize how scared he was. Although his consciousness was still there, his body no longer obeyed his orders, as if someone else was living in his body...

With a "smile" on his face, he broke the stick on his leg, roughly pulled out the blue light, and threw it hard into the night!

The shaman grabbed a handful of incense from the altar and was about to throw it out to stop her. The leader stepped in first and kicked her to the ground. Two gorgeous sweeps of his legs caused chaos on the altar...

The authority of the blue water god in the sky flew farther and farther, was wrapped in black smoke, and gradually disappeared from sight.

The silk thread gathered from Meng Jie's sponge was sent to Chen Chu with the authority of the water god. He lowered his head and was shocked, as if waking up from a dream. He took over the authority of the water god. It was very small. No wonder he could only control Longgang Mountain and the surrounding area. of water vapor.

In the small courtyard on the ground, the unlucky leader didn't know that he had just been controlled by Chen Chu's "possession" skill. At this moment, he was being beaten severely by the people around him, especially the shaman, who was even more vicious. He picked up the stick that was broken into two pieces. Insert a piece of it randomly! The scene made Chen Chu, the culprit, unable to look directly...

Um?

Chen Chu noticed a small wonder on Longgang Mountain, which was full of flames.

There is a big tree in an inconspicuous position on the mountainside, and the flames around the tree can never get close! Chen Chu opened his eye of wind and fire and immediately saw something different. He saw a small translucent white dragon coiled on the tree. It sprayed out circles of water mist from its mouth to stop the spread of the flames.

In the center of this dragon, the branches grow strangely, coiled up like a birdcage.

Looking carefully, through the branches, there is actually a wooden box placed inside. I don’t know how long it has been there. The box looks like it was just made, very new!

It seems that we have found it. This tree is the origin of luck in the Qing Dynasty, the core position of Feng Shui dragon veins, and the habitat of Feng Shui dragons and hanging dragons.

Chen Chu immediately became energetic, climbed onto the top of the carriage, and pulled out a table from his pocket, with all the items for the altar on it! He had already made preparations. He lit candles and scented incense, picked up an arrow, and the arrowhead was painted with dense small runes mixed with cinnabar and his blood. He placed it on the compound bow, drew the bowstring, and aimed...

"Chen Chu, a poor Taoist, would like to invite the Qing Dynasty to come on the road!"