Chapter 927 The secret of the tomb where dragons and phoenixes are buried together!
"Yuan Jing, why are you standing here?"
While Qi Yuanjing was deep in thought, Zhang Taiyue walked out.
Qi Yuanjing came to his senses, looked away, and said, "I encountered something interesting."
As he spoke, he told the story about Yang Fan's inquiries about Japan twice from him.
"This guy does have some ideas."
Zhang Taiyue shook his head slightly and sighed, "However, a cross-sea expedition wastes people and money. Even if Japan is captured, how to educate and govern it will be troublesome."
Just like the chieftain system in the Ming Dynasty, it was also a compromise strategy.
It is even more unrealistic to want to integrate Japan into the Ming Dynasty's governance system across the ocean.
If we dispatch officials or build a protective palace, the cost will undoubtedly be greater over time, and there may even be a hidden danger of overseas separatism.
Therefore, Zhang Taiyue made his own judgment easily.
Unless great interests are involved, a cross-sea expedition is impossible.
And the other side.
Yang Fan also stepped away from the imperial mission, changed his appearance, and headed to Cuishan Garden.
The scenery in the Green Cedar Garden remains the same.
Liu Rushi and others have been studying "Zhuan Xi Lu" for more than twenty days.
This is a manuscript obtained from Mr. Yang Ming. It contains the holy power of the saint in this world. It is no problem even if it suppresses the literary movement of a family, let alone just for a few women to study?
They originally had the qualities of orchid heart and jade-like aptitudes. After this period of study, each of them was nourished by the holy power.
I got quite a bit of benefit out of it.
Not only is the body baptized by the holy power, but even the spiritual vision is broadened.
Although they have not yet been promoted to the realm of Confucianism, according to Yang Fan, with their level of talent and learning, it is only a matter of time before they are promoted to Confucianism.
There are eight disciples from one sect, all of whom are great Confucians!
When Yang Fan thought of this, he was immediately satisfied.
Invisibly, he felt that the fate in his body was trembling slightly.
"Is this the feedback brought about by changing a person's destiny?"
Yang Fan was slightly startled.
Then, a clear realization came to his mind, that is, their fate had really changed completely.
However, it seems normal when you think about it. First they were accepted as a close disciple of him, a sage of mind science, and then they were taught the "Traditional Records". How could their fate remain unchanged?
Yang Fan did not disturb their study, but as soon as he turned around, he left the Green Cedar Garden and returned to the imperial mission.
Three days passed like running water.
After three days of meditation, Yang Fan completely adjusted his body to its peak state.
Since they had received Yang Fan's instructions long ago, Liu Juncheng, Yan Lei and others had already packed up and arranged their manpower.
"Set off."
As soon as Yang Fan came out, he immediately announced the dispatch without hesitation.
The vast team followed Zhang Taiyue and headed straight to Purple Mountain.
Purple Mountain, Xiaoling Mausoleum.
As the mausoleum of the founding ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, this place is extremely heavily guarded. A dedicated Xiaoling Guard numbering 30,000 people is stationed here to guard the mausoleum.
It’s not that no one cares about this mausoleum. As the resting place of Taizu, many people have actually thought about it over the past thousand years.
But this Purple Gold Mountain is like a black hole that swallows everything. Anyone who dares to trespass will be heard from, including Taoists, Buddhists, and even martial arts masters.
The sacrificial sweep team continued to move forward.
Sacrificing and sweeping the imperial mausoleum is an extremely complex science.
This time Zhang Taiyue was entrusted by His Majesty to clean the emperor's mausoleum, which shows Long's great kindness and trust in him.
Standing in front of the Purple Mountain.
I saw three peaks connected together, shaped like a vast dragon, almost ready to fly to seize the sky.
Mountains, water, and cities are integrated into one, as if they were made in nature. Since ancient times, they have been known as "dragons on Zhongshan Mountain and tigers on Stone City"!
When viewed from a distance, nothing seems out of the ordinary.
But as soon as you step into the Xiaoling Mausoleum, it seems that the whole world has become different. A force of destiny is as powerful as a pillar of heaven, rushing straight into the heaven and earth, as majestic as a Dingding heaven and earth!
It is shaped like a dragon, domineering between heaven and earth!
"What a powerful imperial dragon energy! Is this the Great Ming Dragon Vein?"
Yang Fan's eyes suddenly shrank.
This place is far superior to the imperial mausoleums seen in Shendu where more than a dozen emperors of the Ming Dynasty were buried. The imperial mausoleums in Shendu are honored by Changling Chengzu, but this Xiaoling Mausoleum only has Taizu and Queen Ma!
The anger is so strong that it is simply frightening.
Especially the auras of the garrison guards hidden everywhere are even more terrifying, even giving people a feeling of not being alive, stiff and numb.
It's more like an existence like a Taoist puppet, relying on huge luck to act.
"What a Xiaoling Mausoleum!"
Yang Fan couldn't help but feel cold in his heart.
Under such circumstances, do I really have a chance to get the royal appearance of the legendary Taizu?
As soon as he stepped here, Yang Fan felt that all the magical powers in his body were blocked!
The divine soul and the luck dragon were even more motionless, as if they were dead.
Not to mention Taoism.
The imperial dragon spirit has always been my only one!
And the dragon energy here is even more domineering, almost suppressing all supernatural powers.
Yang Fan even felt that if anyone dared to escape here, they would be immediately suppressed by the dragon energy and their souls would be scattered.
However, when many magical powers were silent, the magical power of mending the sky occasionally flashed a glimmer of light, seemingly not being completely banned.
"Match the sky, mend the sky..."
Yang Fan murmured in his heart.
On the contrary, he was even more afraid of the existence of the Heaven-Building Magical Power.
Of course, what really reassures him is that the "Tao Te Ching" still hangs in Tianxin, emitting a faint blue light, always guarding his soul.
And the luck of the dragon is also hidden in the soul, trembling, and from time to time it raises its eyes to peek at the real dragon in the sky, as if it has encountered a natural enemy.
"Without the Tao Te Ching, I'm afraid I might be struck to death by the dragon's energy as soon as I come in!"
Yang Fan looked helpless.
At this time, huge sacrificial activities have begun.
Yang Fan huddled in the crowd and watched Zhang Taiyue follow the ancient sacrificial etiquette step by step.
And along with the sacrifice, the huge true dragon entrenched above everyone's heads also faintly appeared in the sky.
The body is ten thousand feet long, with dense golden scales and nine claws, and part of the body is hidden in the white clouds.
At this moment, the dragon's body was slowly meandering, but the real dragon's eyes dropped down and landed on Zhang Taiyue's body. The huge energy made his figure sink.
Zhang Taiyue's mind became tense unconsciously.
Even as a semi-saint, I feel like an ordinary person at this moment.
Not to mention magical powers, even the holy power has been suppressed to the limit.
However, he kept His Majesty's instructions in mind, tried hard to calm down, and observed bit by bit this huge true dragon transformed from the imperial dragon's energy.
Finally, with the help of the secret treasure given by His Majesty in secret, he finally discovered something was wrong.
"There seems to be something wrong with this true dragon's deep aura..."
"Wait a minute! The aura in this true dragon's body is not a dragon aura, but a phoenix aura! This is not Taizu's true dragon aura! No wonder there is a hint of repulsion in the secret treasure!"
Yes, no wonder we need to build a tomb where dragons and phoenixes are buried together!
No wonder there is no phoenix energy!
All the phoenix energy of Queen Ma's position turned into dragon energy!
Everything is a cover-up!
However, if this happens——
"Taizu, where have you gone?"
Zhang Taiyue was greatly shocked. Under the shock, he could not help but stop reciting a prayer.