Liu Xiang sent someone to arrange a place for Sang to live.
"Taoist Master, this is your residence, are you satisfied?" Liu Xiang asked with a smile.
Sang laughed dumbly:
"A little Taoist like me who travels around the world doesn't care about where I live."
Liu Xiang nodded, as if he was considering his words, and finally said:
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"I just heard Aaron say that the Taoist priest plans to stabilize the Feng Shui of the entire Anren Ancient Town first, right?"
Sang nodded and took out a drawing, which was the map of Anren Ancient Town that he and Long Gongjin had just asked for.
Immediately, Sang marked a total of twelve directions on the map of the ancient town with a pen.
Liu Xiang looked carefully and realized that these twelve positions, when connected to each other, formed a circle.
And my mansion is in the center of this circle!
Seeing that Liu Xiang seemed to understand vaguely, Sang added:
"To put it bluntly, the commander-in-chief and your clan are all in Anren Ancient Town now."
"Therefore, this place has become the most important place in Sichuan!"
"In addition, the approximate location of the dragon vein is near here."
"So, if we really want to ensure that the energy of the dragon veins can be blessed for a long time...the commander-in-chief...needs to select some death row prisoners."
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Liu Xiang was stunned, obviously a little surprised by Sang's request.
Sang expressed his concept.
Strictly speaking, it is to bury those who have the means to die in a good coffin.
Just like driving piles, place them within these twelve directions.
In this way, their resentment will merge with the earth's atmosphere on its own.
Over time, due to their resentment and dragon veins, these people will form the twelve most stable formations, and they themselves will also turn into roars in the sky, somewhere between auspicious beasts and fierce beasts.
If this plan can be implemented smoothly, even if something goes wrong in the process of killing the Yamata-no-Orochi and repairing the dragon vein, it can be guaranteed that the power of the dragon vein will not escape the entire Anren Ancient Town.
This is equivalent to leaving an escape route for the whole of Sichuan.
Of course, there is a more important point.
Sang also knew that his body was originally involved with the Qing Dynasty.
Therefore, Sang also had a vague understanding of the affairs of these four longevity palaces.
There must be many evil things or evil things in these palaces, and it is too difficult to simply capture and restrain them.
If you use the method of driving raw piles, it is equivalent to fighting fire with fire, and the effect will be best.
At the same time, if the key is missing and the Changsheng Qing Palace is forcibly opened, it will not be counterattacked.
After listening to Sang's explanation, Liu Xiang suddenly said:
"Taoist Priest, according to what you mean...in fact, death row is not necessarily necessary."
"The Taoist Master just doesn't want to use innocent people to suppress this place, right?"
Sang nodded:
"In troubled times, those who seek wealth and harm people will be put to death."
"They will also have the cause and effect of 'sin'."
"So, no matter what, they have to pay the price for their 'sin', so why not make some contributions to Anren Ancient Town."
Liu Xiang nodded and suddenly smiled:
"I see."
"Taoist Priest, please prepare for the ceremony of driving the stake first."
"Within three days, I can help you find all the props and...stakes..."
Sang was not surprised by Liu Xiang's explanation.
After all, it would be too easy for a warlord who manages the entire Sichuan to find a few death row prisoners.
…
The next day, Long Gongjin came to Sang's room with a serious look on his face.
Sang, who was meditating and practicing Qi, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the other person's face, and his eyebrows moved:
"There's something wrong with the communication with the Ten Departments of Yin...?"
Long Gongjin smiled bitterly and said:
"The Taoist Master is quite foresighted."
"The Feng Shui master will be here today."
"It's just...there's bad news."
“This generation’s world of walking underworld… is no longer complete.”
After hearing Long Gongjin's words, Sang Mei's heart skipped a beat.
At the beginning, he also worked as a tomb keeper for a period of time, so he naturally understood that it was almost inevitable for the ten Yin tribes to fight with each other.
Even he himself almost lost his life in this civil strife.
Sang immediately asked: "Who is the dead person?"
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Long Gongjin took a deep breath:
"This generation of witchcraft masters and corpse chasers died due to tribal issues and internal fighting."
"The jailer was killed by this generation of executioners half a month ago."
"This generation of mausoleum keepers also perished together with the government officials in the chaos of war."
"The watchman... and Chumaxian accidentally died in the war between warlords!"
As soon as these words came out, Sang Bo's expression changed.
The level of tragedy was far beyond his imagination!
"You mean, apart from you and the Feng Shui Master, this generation...has only executioners?"
Long Gongjin smiled bitterly and nodded:
"I know that the Taoist Priest should be horrified. After all, the number of casualties among the ten Yin tribes in the past generations is high, and our generation is probably the fastest."
"I'm ashamed to say that since I joined the Tenth Division, I have rarely left the commander-in-chief."
"Although safety was ensured by the commander's majesty, due to this, the news was blocked, and the members of the ten divisions did not move around much."
"After this contact, I realized that this generation has basically been wiped out."
Sang took a deep breath:
"Then...can the executioner come?"
When Longgong Jingang was about to speak, the door was gently pushed open, and a cold figure walked in:
"The executioner will also arrive today."
Sang was stunned, looking at the cheongsam beauty in front of him, and couldn't help but say:
"Sir, is... a Feng Shui master?"
The latter smiled and nodded, acknowledging his identity.
Sang obviously didn't want to waste time, so he stood up immediately and said:
"In that case, please ask the Feng Shui Master and Wu Zuo to come with me first."
"After you understand my plan and the feng shui issues here, we will start preparations."
…
Immediately, under the leadership of Sang, the three of them carefully inspected the locations where the piles were buried on the map.
On the one hand, it is the accuracy of determining the location of the location.
On the other hand, it is also for the operator and Feng Shui master to see whether the location for driving piles is difficult and whether anything needs to be prepared in advance.
After going around in a circle, the Feng Shui master also understood the causes and consequences of Sang's use of raw stakes to suppress:
"The location where you are driving the piles is actually the most unsuitable location in this town from a Feng Shui perspective."
"Are you planning to let me use Feng Shui to change the entire town?"
After receiving Sang's affirmative answer, the Feng Shui master frowned slightly.
On the side, Long Gongjin couldn’t help but ask:
"Feng shui master, could it be that...it's not easy to change the feng shui of a small town?"
The Feng Shui master was silent for a moment and then explained:
"If we just go by the existing information on the table, for me, there is no problem in arranging this method."
"It's just that I'm worried that the Immortal Qing Palace mentioned by the Taoist priest just now will become a variable."
"The underground palace has not yet been opened. What mechanisms are there, whether it will affect the dragon's veins, and whether there will be more trouble when I arrange the Feng Shui strategy, we cannot predict these."
"If you are not careful, the dragon veins are completely damaged, or the place is plunged into a bad feng shui..."
"I'm afraid none of us can afford this responsibility!"
Sang nodded:
"That's why I originally hoped that all ten members of the Yin Department would be present."
"There must be dangers within the Qing Palace. If the ten departments join forces, the chance of winning will be greater. So..."
"So, how about it?" A deep, murderous voice came from behind.
The three of them were stunned. The moment they turned around, they heard a roaring wind!
The strong wind was like a knife, even cutting Long Gongjing's cheek.
Immediately afterwards, a ghost-headed sword was fired directly at the shop!
"Um?"
Sang frowned and manipulated the fly whisk like a soft whip.
Three thousand white silk threads, beaten and beaten, instantly wrapped the blade of the Ghost Head Sword.
At this moment, the force coming from the fly whisk was enough to numb his arms, making Sang look solemn.
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"Bang!"
Sang took advantage of the situation and turned his strength to throw the ghost head sword away.
"Hiss..."
The ghost-headed sword passed through several tree stumps one after another and stabbed on the ground not far away.
Seeing that the knife was only about one meter away from the dragon vein, Sang's face was full of anger:
"I didn't know that this generation of executioners was so ignorant of etiquette!"
"Etiquette?" The executioner grinned: "The jailer I killed said the same thing before he died."
As he spoke, the executioner opened his palm, and the ghost-headed sword flew back with a burst of strange laughter.
"Since so many people have died..."
"So, the divine picture scroll should be in the hands of the two of you?"
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The executioner's eyes suddenly turned ferocious and cold when he looked at the Feng Shui master and Zuo Zuo:
"And I'm lucky. The remaining two are not good at fighting."
"I originally thought that the corpse chasers in Yunnan would live well..."
The Feng Shui master and Long Gongjin both had a look of vigilance in their eyes.
Obviously, for every generation of underworld warriors, the executioner is a terrifying nightmare.
Seeing that the atmosphere was at a stalemate, Sang slowly stepped forward and swept the dust lightly, dispelling the evil aura that the executioner had shrouded in the Feng Shui master, Long Gongjin.
"Is the executioner really going to fight to the death?"
"Of all the ten branches of the underworld, the executioner is the worst."
"But... in this vast Jiuzhou, due to the continuous war, all kinds of heresy, three religions and nine schools have come out."
"Do you really think that you are still invincible as you were many years ago?"
Saying that, Sang looked at the ghost-headed sword and frowned.
Just because the blade was already faintly red.
For a knife, a red knife can almost be described as a magic knife!
The executioner smiled ferociously and said: "Oh? So, is the Yinshan Sect planning to become extinct here today?"
Sang's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was considering whether to take action.
But finally:
"If you want to take action, do you dare to go into the Underground Palace of Immortality with me and find out what's going on?"
The executioner laughed strangely for a while and said nothing, but put away the ghost-headed sword.
Sang swept the whisk away and dispersed the smell of blood coming from the executioner:
"We'll leave in an hour."
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…
Regarding the matter of going to the Changsheng Qing Palace immediately, Sang entrusted Long Gongjin to explain to Liu Xiang that he and others were going to enter the underground palace.
After all, digging out the underground palace requires manpower and material resources.
At this point, only Sang and the Feng Shui master were left in the room.
The Feng Shui master suddenly said:
"You spent your money on purpose."
"If Rusuo just wants to inform Liu Xiang, there is no need to send someone there alone. Just tell him and he will cooperate."
"Are you because of...the executioner thing?"
Sang nodded silently and said:
"Throughout the ten branches of the underworld, executioners have always been of the same lineage."
"Moreover, only after you have strong force and kill the previous executioner can you inherit the Ghost Head Sword."
"After repeating this cycle, the executioner becomes more powerful each time."
"But that knife... makes me even more uneasy!"
The Feng Shui master was a little confused:
"The ghost-headed sword has been passed down from the first generation of executioners. It has a bit of a ferocious air, which should be normal."
Sang frowned and shook his head:
"My feelings are not wrong."
"There may be something wrong with that knife, but... I can't be sure yet."
The Feng Shui master couldn't help but said:
"In that case, why would you avoid Wu Zuo? Wouldn't it be better for Wu Zuo to be more careful?"
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Sang shook his head:
"This point...don't ask any more questions."
…
Sang came to the courtyard, waiting for the news about Long Gongjin, and murmured to himself:
"This generation of underworld warriors... actually suffered such tragic casualties?"
"But...it's not in line with common sense..."
"That's all for the others. The corpse exorcists and the witch and Gu masters have always been there to help each other."
"How could the two of them just fall out?"
"According to past practice, at least half of the people in the ten underworld will become the souls of the executioner."