When I thought of Wen Tianxiang, the first thing that popped into my head was Mount Wen's lineage. When Zhang Kanwen had told me about Mount Wen's lineage, I had thought that it was far-fetched. After all, it was common for people to find a famous ancestor for themselves. However, if what Yan Nantian had said was true, then Wen Tianxiang really was a Fengshui Master. In his later years, he had often been active in the Guangdong area. It made sense that he had left a lineage.
However, using the Tai Sui to stabilize the fate of the country and using the ancient ritual of the Shang Dynasty to revitalize the Dragon's Vein was too unimaginable.
During the declining era of the Han Dynasty, one person had used the ancient ritual to find the Tai Sui and revitalize the entire Dragon's Vein. It was unbelievable.
The Dragon's Vein started from the Kunlun Mountains, and there were three in China. The Northern Dragon went down the Yellow River, through Qinghai and Gansu, to Mongolia's Beijing, and then the three provinces in the northeast to Korea.
The Middle Dragon went down the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, through Sichuan, Shaanxi, Henan, Anhui, and finally Shandong. It stopped at Zhongyue and then merged into the Bohai Sea.
The Southern Dragon went down Yunnan and Guizhou, through Guangdong and Guangxi, along the coast of the southeast, Fujian, Zhejiang, and Jiangsu.
The Dragon's Vein was said to be a small grave, and a big one to stabilize the country. In history, the rise and fall of dynasties and the change of imperial power were all related to the Dragon's Vein.
Since ancient times, the Middle Dragon had been the leader of China. Civilization had started in Heluo, and the royal power was in Xi 'an and Luoyang. These two places were on the Middle Dragon's nodes, and that was the era when the Chinese civilization was at its peak.
As time passed, all things had their ups and downs. The Middle Dragon disappeared, and the Northern Dragon flourished. As time went by, it was the end of the Song Dynasty. The Liao Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty replaced each other. The Yelu and Wanyan Clans dominated the world. In the end, under the iron hooves of the Mongols, the entire Eurasian continent fell.
The Han Dynasty, the favored child of creation, had been living in the world for thousands of years. At this moment, it finally ended its rule over the world.
From then on, although there were commoners who rose from the right of the Huai River and borrowed the power of the Southern Dragon to reclaim the throne, the stars changed and the power of the Northern Dragon could not be stopped. Three hundred years later, they finally made a comeback. Compared to that, what was even more difficult to say was that the Western Dragon Calendar had been accumulating for thousands of years. When the Central Plains fell into the flames of war, the Dragon Qi gushed out and the Great Voyage Era began. Their footprints gradually spread all over the world and their rule followed.
Following that, the dispute over royal authority in the Central Plains had nothing to do with the general trend of the world. The center of power shifted to the west, and a new era finally arrived.
Moreover, a thousand years ago, the Southern Song Dynasty was content with a corner of its territory. The Minister of Literature supported it independently, and the military and government were powerless. In the end, they could only try to change the world and use the Dragon Vein to determine the ownership of the tripod. What happened in that era was impossible to verify at this time.
However, after a simple analysis, he understood what was going on.
The city of Lin 'an in the Southern Song Dynasty was today's Hangzhou, located at the node of the Southern Dragon's tail. If one wanted to prosper the Southern Dragon, one had to find the place where the dragon would prosper, and Guangdong and Guangxi were the keys. With my current cultivation, I could not see the specific location. However, from the actions of the Minister of Literature, there was no doubt that the place where the Southern Dragon would prosper was in Shenzhen.
Perhaps the power of heaven could not be disobeyed, and the reason for the Minister of Literature's failure could not be verified. However, as a Han, in retrospect, this Fengshui Master who tried to save the fate of the Han people and the fate of China could be called the backbone of the Han people.
Thinking about it, who would not be in tears?
On the day of the Cliff Mountain, on the Yinzhou Lake, beside the cliff gate, Lu Xiufu carried the Emperor of Song into the sea. Two hundred thousand Han people could not resist and jumped into the sea with their last faith.
Among the Three Heroes at the end of the Song Dynasty, only Wen Tianxiang was captured on the Mongolian warship. He witnessed this scene, but did not go to the netherworld with them. Instead, he survived and went north to Yan Jing for three years. Outsiders could not understand the hardships he had gone through. Thinking about it now, he must have held a glimmer of hope and waited for the arrival of the Tai Sui.
Unfortunately, history only left him with a long sigh.
While thinking about these things, I kept silent. Then, I remembered Zhang Kanwen and his brother. Wen Fei had passed away, and Zhang Kanwen was the only one left in Wen Shan's bloodline. I wondered how he was doing.
According to the legends, on the day of the Cliff Mountain, the Minister of Literature's bloodline had all died. Wen Shan's bloodline was the only one without a bloodline. If something happened to Zhang Kanwen, his bloodline would be cut off forever. With this thought in mind, I had to protect Zhang Kanwen if I had the power.
While I was deep in thought, we had left the cave and arrived at the big cave where we had first arrived. I didn't know why, but Deputy Chief Zhang and the others who had stayed here were gone. The lighting equipment was still there, brightly illuminating the cave walls.
I looked around. This place used to be a cave, and it had been renovated, just like the terracotta statues. At that time, the Minister of Literature didn't have the time or manpower to make exquisite items. That was why the cave walls were rough and unadorned, and all the rocks were exposed.
It wasn't strange at first, but in this environment, the square altar we had arrived at looked strange. The reason was that the altar was too exquisite.
The altar was ten meters long and ten meters wide. It was made of quartz stones, which were rare. Moreover, these stones were piled together, and there were no gaps between them that the naked eye could see. It was really exquisite.
In addition, the round well on the altar was even more exquisite. It was impossible to tell what material it was made of, but it gave off a faint fluorescence in the night. Moreover, it was not made of stone at all, but was carved out of a single boulder.
Compared to the rough and unadorned surroundings, this altar was really eye-catching.
Along the way, I couldn't help but stare at the altar. When we reached the round well, I scooped some water from the well and sniffed it. The water was clear and had a faint fragrance. I hesitated for a while, but I didn't dare to take a sip.
The water was clear, which proved that this water was flowing. There must be a deep well that connected to the water underground. This made me even more suspicious. In ancient times, it wasn't easy to dig a well, especially a well that went deep underground. No matter if it was a drought or a flood, the water in this well would never run dry. It was really precious.
Even with enough manpower, it would take several months to dig a well like this. Why did the Minister of Literature have to dig such a deep well?
I had so many questions in my head, but I couldn't figure out the reason. At this moment, Yan Nantian was standing by the well. However, he didn't go up first. He asked Chen Yangting to go up first, with me in the middle and him at the back.
This old man was really careful. To prevent any accidents, he had even thought about the order in which we should go up.
Chen Yangting's eyes brightened. He thought that if he went up first, he might be able to escape. However, his eyes only brightened for a second. If he went up first, unless Celestial Master Zhang was waiting outside the well, he wouldn't be able to run far. Yan Nantian could easily catch him. At that time, he wouldn't be able to be his disciple anymore.
Chen Yangting obediently grabbed the rope and climbed up. I didn't think much about it and followed behind him. We climbed up together.
After the two of us had climbed up, Yan Nantian stood at the mouth of the well. However, he didn't hurry to get up. He just stood there with his head lowered, his eyes gazing at the water under his feet. I didn't know what he was thinking.
When we were halfway up, I lowered my head to take a look. Yan Nantian finally lifted his head and prepared to come up. However, just as he was about to jump up, his face changed. He roared, and his translucent Sun God body suddenly exploded with a bloody light. His body instantly turned into a red line and shot up from the bottom of the hole. In just a second, he had arrived next to Chen Yangting and me. He grabbed us from both sides and pulled us out of the hole without saying a word.
After getting out of the bloody hole, Yan Nantian didn't slow down. His feet didn't touch the ground as he directly rushed out of the cellar and into the orchard.
After reaching the ground, Yan Nantian seemed to have gone crazy. He continued to run with us, but he didn't leave horizontally. Instead, he flew vertically into the sky. He brought us dozens of meters in the air before he suddenly steadied his body.
Even with Chen Yangting and my Glory of Consciousness cultivation, we were still in a difficult situation. After leaving the ground, we felt even more uncomfortable. Chen Yangting caught his breath. Just as he was about to ask, Yan Nantian suddenly raised his hand and interrupted him. His blood-stained head hung low and his bloodshot eyes stared at the situation below.
Instinctively, I followed his line of sight. Right at this moment, a dark shadow appeared at the entrance of the cellar dozens of meters below us.
That shadow wasn't like Yan Nantian's Yang Spirit shadow, and it was also different from Tong Tong's Yin Spirit physique. Instead, it looked like the old principal's corpse that had been reconstructed, with some bloody flesh on its body.
The withered and small body was wrapped in the shadow, as though it was wearing a black robe. Its body was bent, and its head looked similar to a skeleton, except for a layer of waxy yellow flesh. However, what was different from a skeleton was that this shadow didn't have a skull. Where the skull used to be, there was a huge depression, and there was nothing inside. The slender head only supported an inverted triangular face.
After leaving the entrance of the cellar, the shadow just stood there and didn't chase after us. It just lifted its head to look at us.
Because it didn't have a skull or a brain, its eyes were at the top of its head. What was strange was that on the skull, there was a pair of complete eyes. Those two eyes were huge, without any blood vessels or blemishes. They were black and white, and looked like a beautiful woman in her late twenties.
However, there was no love in those eyes, only a boundless black aura. With just a glance, I felt as if I had sunk into that black aura. The Qi of the Way in my body surged wildly, and the three Sorcerer Qi Source Stones collided chaotically. My consciousness began to blur.
Right at that moment, the jade bracelet on my neck suddenly released a clear stream. After it quickly circulated through my body, I spat out a mouthful of blood and regained consciousness.