I descend into the world of heaven

Luck is a very mysterious thing. Whether it is a person or a country, there is never always a high level of luck. Some just keep rising and falling, ups and downs repeated until the luck is exhausted, and people die and the country is destroyed.

The previous emperor came up with a way in the last few years. Since the decline in luck cannot be avoided, then he can artificially create a controllable disaster!

He ordered Xing Anling, the descendant and apprentice of Xing Jianling, to come to discuss countermeasures. After research, he could select a warlock with an extremely tough destiny and an arrogant personality to bear the name of disaster! Let him act arbitrarily within the controllable range, "disaster" the Qing Dynasty, and achieve the purpose of eliminating this disaster...

After extensive sifting, the Bat Mage was discovered.

But as soon as it opened, people were recruited to serve as national preceptors and provided with good food and drink. Everyone knew there was something wrong.

So I arranged the Bat Mage to be with Prince Su, gave him some power and suppressed him a little, repeatedly suppressed his desires, and successfully embarked on the arranged "script". After surviving the disaster, if he died, the Qing Dynasty would be saved. Pass a tribulation.

The Bat Mage will die, but he shouldn't die so early and inexplicably.

If you die, you will die. You are destined not to live anyway...

Xing Anling continued to calculate the dream, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. The fingers he used to calculate automatically twisted, and his bones made a breaking sound! The loose skin on his face kept shaking, and his voice was trembling: "Lai Mayi, stop the water flow, my two good disciples are dead!"

Kangxi: "..."

How long has it been since I asked you to come in? You calculated that three people were dead in a short time! If you continue to count, will you strangle me to death?

Xing Anling looked at his twisted fingers. In his calculation, the two apprentices were killed by Taoist disciples. He wanted to continue to calculate the ins and outs, but unexpectedly, his vision went dark, and then there seemed to be a dazzling golden light, and the blood flowed backwards, surged, and spurted out. It’s bloody, and it’s damaged! That Taoist disciple was separated, and it was set up by a very powerful person...

Poor disciple.

During this trip to Guangdong, I had calculated the good and bad fortunes in advance. Although I would forge a grudge against the number one scholar of the Ye family, I would not die!

Who is he!

Xing Anling looked at the blood sprayed on the ground, which was in the shape of a dead dragon, and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

He hesitated again and again, but still said bravely: "The emperor dreamed that a dragon was killed, and Wei Chen's blood spurts echoed each other! Wei Chen boldly guessed that the matter should be the place where dragon energy originated! Qi Yun Mountain... which is also Longgang Mountain , may have been targeted by someone, and this person is very ambitious, I am afraid it is not to steal dragon energy..."

There was something he didn't say clearly.

The emperor dreamed that a dragon was being killed, and he spurted blood and killed the dragon, which meant that someone wanted to destroy the Qing Dynasty.

Kangxi was not stupid, so he naturally heard the hidden meaning in Xing Anling's words. He got out of bed and snorted angrily: "Come here, bring me someone!"

Immediately two imperial guards wearing yellow mandarins and swords ran outside and knelt in front of them: "I'm here, my servant!"

Kangxi thought for a moment, raised his hand and said: "Immediately send a letter to the Eight Banners disciples guarding the mausoleum in Longgang Mountain. When they see the letter, they will immediately kill everyone except the Manchus who are close to Longgang Mountain! No matter Taoist priests, monks, old men or women Child! This is a very important matter, there can be no mistakes!"

The two guards with swords took the order and were about to leave.

Kangxi stopped them and added another imperial edict: "By the way, let the disciples of the upper three banners each lead an elite team and go to Longgang Mountain immediately. If there are people from the lower five banners who are well qualified, they can also lead a team to participate in the protection." Ling! If you are successful this time, I will reward you heavily... Go ahead, you guys!"

Xing Anling, who was standing nearby, lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty, Longgang Mountain is the place where everything originated. We should also try our best to find a way to solve it..."

Kangxi didn't look at him and said calmly: "Then go quickly."

"Wei Chen resigns!"

Xing Anling slowly retreated...

Walking out of the palace, looking at the sun hanging high outside the palace, Xing Anling felt a coldness running through his body. The Bat Mage died prematurely, and his two apprentices also died. Now the emperor is haunted by nightmares. He vomits blood after just counting, and his opponent All I know is that he is a Taoist priest who cannot see his face...

Xing Anling took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out a blood-red pill and threw it into his mouth. He swallowed it twice, and his originally pale complexion regained a trace of rosy.

He looked back at Kangxi's palace. While inside, he could feel that Kangxi was getting impatient.

Longgang Mountain is heavily guarded, and outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering or exiting, in order to prevent anyone from destroying the feng shui of the Qing Dynasty. Now... I'm sorry, I can no longer help you protect the Qing Dynasty, Nurhaci! Both of my apprentices are dead. If I keep playing, I will die here...

In the name of Kangxi's oral instructions, Xing Anling successfully left the palace, reached out and pulled out a thin silver needle from his hair, only to see his face twist a few times and become the appearance of another old man.

It turned out to be Xing Jianling during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty!

It turns out that Xing Jianling was not dead. After Nurhachi buried the urn in the tree, the Feng Shui dragon veins were instantly generated. Seeing that the new True Dragon Emperor was born, Xing Jianling was unable to destroy the True Dragon Feng Shui! He did not dare to return to the Ming Dynasty, so he simply stayed and guided Nurhaci in a few tricks, and got an official position.

True Dragon Feng Shui will condense True Dragon Treasure Dew every once in a while, which can increase people's life span.

Xing Jianling secretly collected many of them, refined them into elixirs, and lived for many years. In order to avoid suspicion, he faked his own death to deceive Nurhaci and even Dorgon Huang Taiji and others behind him, and he has been living in hiding to this day...

When a person gets old and reaches a certain place, he doesn’t want to move again.

He said quietly: "In the Ming Dynasty, it started with Zhu Yuanzhang, the first emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and then Zhu Di, and the later it became more and more miserable. There was nothing wrong with it. It was just not doing the right thing. Those who cultivated immortals, those who cultivated immortals, and those who worked as carpenters were carpenters. But not many wanted to be emperor seriously! Chongzhen It looks a bit like it, but it's a pity that his efforts alone are useless...

In the Qing Dynasty, after Emperor Shunzhi, and from Kangxi onwards, it has been... I can't even tell what a prosperous age is, and I only try to put gold on my own face..."

Xing Jianling's old body staggered and walked into the woods: "There are many worries in the world, and it is the most peaceful to escape into the mountains and forests. Stay away from grudges, right and wrong, and live a carefree life..."

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Huhu...

Chen Chu used all his strength to accelerate the carriage's flight speed.

From a distance, you can see the shape of Longgang Mountain. This is not a mountain peak but a mountain range, like a giant dragon winding and circling on the ground. There are twelve peaks from the dragon's head to the dragon's tail, and the peak at the dragon's tail is the weakest! Chen Chu just took one look and understood the meaning of these twelve hills.

The twelve hills represent the twelve emperors of the Qing Dynasty from beginning to end.

They are Nurhachi, Huang Taiji, Fulin, Xuanye, Yinzhen, Hongli, Yongyan, Minning, Yichi, Zaichun, Zaitan and Puyi of the Aixinjueluo family.

Chen Chu sat on the carriage and looked back and forth. There were talismans posted on the outside of the carriage. It could not be visually invisible, but it could greatly reduce the sense of presence and prevent people from subconsciously looking up...