Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 202 Lightning Strikes the Imperial Tomb
Imperial City, Tanglin

This night, thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, and boundless thunder gathered in the sky above Dongling. In the middle of the night, many residents in Haojing City who were close to Dongling heard the sound of violent dragon chant.

Observing the rooftops, in front of the Town Demon Tower
Zhang Jian set up the formation, but at this time the Yin God had returned to the chimney gate. When the thunder started, Zhang Jian stopped to absorb the moonlight from the moon.

The sound of thunder is strong, and it is easy to hurt the Yin spirit who is out of the body.

The Yin God is as tyrannical as him, and he is unwilling to make such an attempt.

Sensing the abnormal change of dragon energy in Dongling at this time, Zhang Jian looked in the direction of Dongling.

It seems that a terrifying monster is about to be born in the depths of Dongling, attracting the bombardment of boundless thunder.

"It's not like a natural thunder, it's more like a thunder disaster..."

The light in Zhang Jian's eyes fluctuated. Under such a thunder calamity, there seemed to be strands of amazing evil spirits escaping from it. Zhang Jian also felt the intensity of this evil spirit.

A moment later, a purple light emerged from the thunderbolt above the head, the purple light was no longer in the shape of a thunderball, but turned into a thunder mound, and there was a thunder beast condensed by the thunder inside, and the gods galloped out to kill the evil spirits.

Not long after, the thunder calamity came to an abrupt end and slowly dissipated.

"Failed?"

Seeing that Lei Ting suddenly lost his target, Zhang Jian's eyes fluctuated.

But when he swept across the imperial tomb, his eyes suddenly frowned.

He noticed that under the thunder, there was a problem with the feng shui of the imperial mausoleum.

The original imperial mausoleum is complete in nine styles and magnificent.

At this time, under the light of thunder, the portal of the mausoleum was destroyed by Zi Lei. It was like a huge gap in the nine powers, and the purple energy of the dragon veins began to leak out.

In the dark void, countless evil spirits were attracted and came towards Dong Ling, intending to get into the dragon's veins.

"...The dragon's veins are broken, and the country will not last long!"

Zhang Jian's spirit is solemn, this is really a disaster from heaven.

What on earth is the Daqian royal family doing to ruin their own feng shui?
Zhang Jian has never seen this kind of operation!

Fortunately, he withdrew his gaze, but he sensed that there were streams of tyrannical Qi gathering in the direction of Dongling from the imperial city.

……

Before Dongling, Taoist Dongxiao and Taoist Dongjue rushed to the tomb. These two Yinshen venerables who were in charge of Gaojing were also looking at the broken gate of Dongling Mausoleum in astonishment.

The Dongling mausoleum is sealed with high-quality blue stone as the main material. According to common sense, even if it is hacked randomly with flying swords, it will not be damaged.

At this time, a big hole was broken, and the portal was like a spider web.

The two waited for a while, but did not enter it. After a while, they saw a figure walking out from the side of Dongling.

It was a figure with a high crown and a belt. He looked like an ancient scholar-bureaucrat with a long sword on his waist.

There is no trace of energy fluctuations around his body, just like ordinary officials.

But seeing this figure, Taoist Dongxiao and Taoist Dongjue looked serious.

"senior!"

The two of them had already met the real Yuanshen who was stationed deep in the imperial mausoleum.

After the battle of Chengguangmen, Taoist Dongxiao and Taoist Dongjue went to visit specially, and now they knew the origin of this true Yuanshen.

In the darkness, the figure looked calm and waved his hands.

"You don't need to worry about the things here, you go back!"

"……This"

Taoist Dongxiao and Taoist Dongjue looked at each other, and they both saw the hesitation in each other's eyes, but their slender arms couldn't hold back their thighs. Even though they knew what this real Yuanshen was doing in the depths of the imperial tomb, they didn't dare to investigate rashly. Their Taoism is not enough, after all, they are not the ancestors of the cave gods.

After Taoist Dongxiao and Taoist Dongjue left, a figure walked out from the side. It was a figure in a purple python robe, with a burly figure and slender eyebrows.

It was Chao Mu, the eunuch who was in charge of the palace.

"Brother Dao, how could this be?"

Hearing this, the figure with Gao Guanbo shook his head and said.

"It's normal. After all, that thing is too powerful. Once it takes shape, it will be peaceful!"

Chao Mu frowned his slender eyebrows. "But the imperial mausoleum's dragon veins can't afford such a backlash! This will affect Guozuo!"

The figure shook his head.

"The emperor wants to live forever, this is the price that must be paid. If you can't temper that set of emperor's magic weapon into shape, how can you withstand the backlash of dragon energy?!"

"However, there should be only one failure, and the next time it will succeed!"

Chao Mu's face was expressionless, but his eyes were suspicious. He didn't really believe in this kind of statement, but the Daqian royal family has no way out now, they can only keep moving forward. Can realize the dream.

At this time, he was looking into the depths of the mausoleum, and suddenly stepped closer, stretched out a hand and just pressed slightly, and the door of the mausoleum collapsed.

The scene inside emerges.

However, after just one glance, Chao Mu frowned suddenly.

The bronze statues of the gods guarding the tomb around the tomb were not much different, but the ever-burning lamps inside the tomb were mostly extinguished.

This is an ominous sign.

In addition, there were several coffins that were erected on the ground, and some of the iron chains broke out of thin air, and one of the coffins had already fallen to the ground.

Looking carefully, it is the coffin of Emperor Gaozu Wei Yuanyang.

At this time, a corner of the coffin was cracked, but there were no bones in the coffin, only a dragon robe was buried with it.

The two of them didn't take it seriously when they saw this scene, but they looked solemn when they saw the changes in the imperial tomb, and at the same time felt very bad.

This is Feng Shui completely broken.

It seems that this backlash is much bigger than they imagined.

The figure didn't look very good when he saw this, and he said in a deep voice: "I will restore the imperial tomb, and then build an altar to pray for heaven, so as to extend the country for 36 years, and within 36 years, the magic weapon will be completed. If we move to the imperial mausoleum again, we will be able to pass this level smoothly!"

Hearing this, Chao Mu frowned tightly.

Having said that, I'm afraid it didn't go so smoothly.

However, from the day he made this game, he had already been mentally prepared, after all, they had stolen too many good fortunes, which would harm the peace of heaven.

"It's a pity that the cave god is not here, otherwise there is no need to worry if he comes forward!"

Chao Mu made no secret of his confidence in the ancestor of Dongshen Jiaozu and his distrust of this figure.

Hearing this, the figure glanced at Chao Mu, pondered slightly, and said again. "You are in charge of the black-clothed guard. During this period of time, pay attention to the changes in the outside world. If the dragon's energy leaks out, there must be new potential dragons rising in the counties, and other dragon veins will also grow. If you can capture a new dragon vein, we will take it for you." If you use it, you will definitely be able to try to renew the vitality of the dragon veins and make up for the flaws!"

Hearing this, Chao Mu nodded lightly.

……

On the viewing platform, Zhang Jian noticed in the next few days that the damaged terrain in the depths of the imperial mausoleum was slowly healed, and the boundless evil spirit was also blocked.

The dragon energy inside returned to a full state, and it was not long before the black dragon of national fortune reappeared.

This surprised Zhang Jian.

Usually, after the feng shui bureau is broken, it is basically impossible to repair, and you can only choose other treasures.

And broken dragon veins are even more taboo.

It is inevitable that the dragon energy will be lost and the country will decline.

Can it be bridged?
"It seems that there should be some arrangement in the imperial mausoleum to block the dragon veins and temporarily stop the gap!"

Zhang Jian thought to himself.

He has read so many ancient borrowings, and he has some attainments in the way of geomantic omen.

Even the method of complementing has been thought of.

(End of this chapter)