I raised my knife and walked towards Old Man Lin with an expressionless face. The latter was so frightened that he almost lost his mind: "You can't kill me. If you kill me, you will lose all your secrets... The Dragon Vein Secret Realm is not as simple as you think. The real Dragon Vein Celestial Master is hidden there, the real Dragon Vein Celestial Master!”
I stopped and said, "Dragon Vein Heavenly Master, can you tell the difference between true and false?"
"Points!" Old Man Lin said quickly: "The later Dragon Vein Celestial Masters only know how to look for dragons, but the real Celestial Masters know how to raise dragons, cast veins, control dragons and suppress luck! There are real Dragon Vein Celestial Masters here, and I am the only one. I can help you find that person."
I said calmly: "Where is Zhang Zishuo?"
Old Man Lin quickly replied: "Zhang Zishuo has been secretly escorted back to the headquarters. I don't know exactly where he went. However, Zhang Zishuo didn't say anything valuable, and he doesn't know the secret of the Dragon Vein Secret Realm."
My eyes froze slightly and I said, "Then you can go die."
"Wang Huan, listen to me..." Before Old Lin could finish his words, the Tian Mi Tian blade had already swept across his throat. The moment blood floated along the tip of the blade, Old Lin's eyes showed endless regret, but his mouth Li couldn't say a word.
I leaned over and looked at Old Man Lin, who was still alive: "You regret it, right? You regret not telling the most critical secret here as a bargaining chip for your survival, right? Haha..."
I sneered and said, "I don't need you to tell me now. I will find out the secret of raising a dragon myself."
Old Lin's eyes, which were about to lose their luster, suddenly widened as if flashing back light. In just a few seconds, Old Lin fell to the ground. He could not close his eyes until his death.
I threw away Old Man Lin's body and asked Ling'er, "Is there any way to summon the tulip ancestors?"
Ling'er shook her head and said, "I have never heard of summoning ancestors."
It seems that the method of summoning Tulip's ancestors is still in the hands of the mute slave. Ling'er does not have a mute slave, so most of the secrets are naturally lost. I was silent for a moment before saying, "Let me try it!"
I carried Mie Tian to the copper coffin, raised the knife and struck on the coffin. Starting from the head of the coffin, I struck every one inch, all the way to the end of the coffin. The second time, I changed it to knocking every two inches; the third time, I changed it to a distance of three inches...
When I raised the knife for the fourth time, a woman's voice suddenly came from the direction of the pool where Ling'er and I had hidden: "Stop knocking, it's very annoying."
When the four of us present turned around at the same time, there was already a woman in red robe in the direction of the pool. The smell of blood and flowers mixed with the blood-stained red clothes on the other party's body was like a strange perfume, with a temptation that was enough to make people addicted, and they entered blood with the fragrance of flowers.
"Ghost pupil, open!" After a burst of blood suddenly burst into my eyes, the woman standing by the pool turned into a giant red-scaled python entrenched by the pool.
I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, but the giant python regained the shape of a woman in front of my eyes.
I said in a deep voice: "Are you a human or a dragon?"
The woman shook her head and said: "You can call me Zhang Min. As for whether I am a human or a dragon, it doesn't make much difference to you. As long as you know that I am the ancestor of the Tulip family, it is enough."
Zhang Min said calmly: "I have been observing you in the dark since you entered the Tulip Tomb. This generation of patriarchs has lost their mute slaves and seems to have no determination to sacrifice for the family. However, it doesn't matter, I can give you two choices. .”
Zhang Min said solemnly: "The first option is that before next year's Qingming Festival, you bring over another clansman whose bloodline turns into a dragon. At the same time, you also bring a suitable mute slave. We will devour that clansman and continue to protect the Tulip family. ’s heyday.”
"The second option is to give up Feng Shui protection completely. Use your own power to protect the family. You have a choice."
Zhang Min was obviously talking to Ling'er, who was also silently meditating. I looked at Zhang Min and said, "Are you swallowing the dragon in order to continue to stimulate the spiritual energy in the dragon's lair?"
"You can put it that way!" Zhang Min said: "You should know the truth that dragon veins cannot protect the dynasty forever, right?"
"Know!"
Although the legend of Dragon Vein is mysterious, it does not say that it will protect the dynasty for thousands of years. Moreover, no dynasty in history can last for thousands of years without defeat. If the dragon vein is compared to a real dragon, burial in the dragon's cave is undoubtedly digging a hole in the dragon's heart and planting a seed inside so that it can continuously absorb the dragon's spiritual energy. Sooner or later the spiritual energy will dry up, and sooner or later the dynasty will decline and perish.
This principle is very simple, but few emperors or families have been obsessed with dragon veins for thousands of years. There is no other reason than the superstition that Feng Shui can bring endless luck.
Seeing me nodding, Zhang Min continued: "I voluntarily stayed in the tomb to linger, just to protect the prosperity of my family for generations. In order to maintain the spiritual energy of the earth line, I can only continue to devour the descendants and replenish the spirit of the earth line. I originally passed on the inheritance Divide it into two parts. One is left to the clan leader, and the other is left to the mute slave, just so that when the clan leader cannot make up her mind and sacrifices for the family, someone can help her. "
The answer Zhang Min gave me was similar to what I had guessed. The mute slave indeed acted as the executioner. If I guessed correctly, Zhang Min should have a way to control the mute slave.
I asked back: "Can the earth line you mentioned really protect a family thousands of miles away?"
Zhang Min smiled and said: "You can ask Ling'er next to you how the Tulip family survived several crises."
When I looked at Ling'er, the latter took a deep breath and said: "According to family history, the Tulip family has encountered four crises of genocide. In each crisis, the new patriarch led the family to turn the tide, while the previous patriarch and the mute slaves failed. All died unexpectedly.”
Zhang Min smiled and said: "They did not die unexpectedly, but came here quietly and became the nourishment of the family's dragon vein. In other words, Tulip's four crises were all due to the exhaustion of the earth's spiritual energy, which caused the family's fortune to suddenly change. The near collapse affects the survival of the family."
I said solemnly: "What caused the spiritual energy to run out? Is it a tsunami or an earthquake? Or is someone trying to break the pulse and rob luck?"
I asked this question not without reason. There is a legend that if the mausoleum is invaded by external forces, it will directly affect the luck and lead to disasters.
The most famous one is the legend of Mingzu Mausoleum. According to legend, the Ming Zuling Mausoleum is where Zhu Yuanzhang’s grandfather is buried. It is located on the west bank of Hongze Lake where the Huaihe River enters the lake. During the Ming Dynasty, it was under the jurisdiction of Fengyang Prefecture in Nanzhili, and Fengyang was where the Dragon Veins of the Ming Dynasty was located. However, the location of the Ming Zu Mausoleum is too close to Hongze Lake. Every time there is a flood, it will be affected by the lake water. Every time the lake water pours into the Ming Zu Tomb, the Ming Dynasty will inevitably experience turmoil. Until the last flood broke out, Sizhou City was submerged by the lake, and the Ming Dynasty also perished.
The situation at the Tulip Tomb is probably similar.
"All of them!" Zhang Min said: "The sea is not as good as the land. Every time the situation changes, I have to mobilize spiritual energy to resist earthquakes and tsunamis to ensure that the earth's veins are not broken. Naturally, a lot of spiritual energy will be consumed. So at this time, the clan leader needs to make sacrifices. Of course. , if he is lucky and there are more dragon bloodlines in his family, he will not have to sacrifice himself."
Zhang Min said in a paused voice: "Have you made up your mind now? Should you continue to protect the family, or give up on Dragon Vein?"
Ling'er looked at Zhang Min: "I've thought about it, I give up on Feng Shui."
Ling'er said solemnly: "Although the Feng Shui leyline has brought endless glory to the family, it has also caused countless tragedies to the family. When every Tulip member enjoys the family's benefits, they also live with trepidation, fearing that one day the curse will bring misfortune. Come on your head and turn yourself into a python without body temperature."
"Perhaps, some people think that having huge assets and a supreme status means everything. They can give up many things. But, I don't think that is a kind of happiness. If I knew the secret of the family early on, I will definitely ask the clan leader a question: Do you feel happy in this kind of life? Are our clan members happy?"
Zhang Min nodded and said: "If Tulip loses the protection of Feng Shui and luck, why can it remain standing?"
"It depends on the cohesion of the family!" Ling'er said solemnly: "A family can last for thousands of years and endure for a long time. It does not rely on luck, let alone Feng Shui, but on the dedication of the family's children without regrets. It is they who use their own The flesh and blood of the family creates the glory of the family, rather than luck protecting the family's prosperity."
Ling'er's voice paused and said: "If someone announces the secrets here to family members, the Tulip family will immediately fall apart, and the family's children will lose the motivation to fight. Because they believe that Feng Shui can control everything. A person who loses his fighting spirit will lose his life. A family with faith will never produce a strong person, let alone stand out in the law of the jungle."
Ling'er said in a deep voice: "I don't need any Feng Shui luck. I will get what I want myself. Whether I gain or lose, win or lose, it all depends on my strength."
Zhang Min looked at Ling'er for a long time before nodding and said: "I am very pleased with your decision! Once upon a time, it was because of my superstitious feng shui that I caused the tragedy of the Tulip family. I also hope that there will be a clan member who can say to me when facing me directly. He said that there was no need for Feng Shui and luck, and even deliberately left traps outside to let them know that Feng Shui cannot represent everything."
"It's a pity that I have been waiting year after year. Some of the Tulip clan leaders who came here died generously and voluntarily sacrificed themselves. Some were afraid and eventually became the victims of the mute slaves, but none of them were willing to give up. Feng shui luck. This is not only the sorrow of the Tulip family, but also my sorrow."
Zhang Min's sadness was palpable, and perhaps only she could understand Tulip's sadness.
I looked at Zhang Min and said, "Since you are superstitious about Feng Shui and luck, why would you change your opinion?"