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"Blessing comes from the mountain range, and good fortune comes from a good day. Three beeps will determine one's fate, and Fengshui magic can change one's future."
These two sentences mean that the innate destiny of a mortal has been fixed from birth and cannot be changed. Acquired luck can be created by relying on feng shui of yin and yang houses, so it can make up for innate deficiencies.
The feng shui of the yin house is nothing more than burying the ancestors and building a grave, so that the corpses of the ancestors can be fumigated by the aura of heaven and earth on the real dragon cave of the feng shui treasure, so that the essence and auspicious energy will be emitted, and finally transmitted to the descendants. Change the effect of fate, fortune, wealth and honor.
In addition to this, there is another method of directly creating a male body, that is, creating a living foundation.
"Sheng Ji" was called "Zong Sheng Gen" in ancient times, and it is the living grave and longevity grave of living people. That is to say, in the mouth of Taiji, which is the dragon's cave, plant the spiritual thoughts of the Yang people. Tai Chi is inherently infinite. If you plant the spiritual thoughts and establish the master, the spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers can directly transfer to the Yang people. To make up for the lack of innate numerology
? A successful birth base has the effects of destroying officials, increasing longevity, improving salary, or attracting wealth.
The most typical example is Zeng Wenxuan, the chief disciple of Yang Gong¡¯s patriarch who helped the poor in the past. He once planted more than 100 roots for himself in order to live forever. Although the result was not as expected, Duke Zeng lived up to 300 years.
It's a pity that this method is a secret method of Yang Gong's sect, and it is not passed on, let alone applied. Moreover, the feng shui master and his party have a saying that they have searched for dragons for three years and tapped acupoints for ten years. It is hard to find an unowned feng shui treasure, and it is so simple to hit the real acupoint. If you click on the wrong dragon's lair and cause bad luck to enter your body, even if you don't die suddenly on the spot, you will probably be plagued by bad luck for the rest of your life and your home will be restless.
Therefore, although creating a living foundation is good, it is too difficult and risky to operate. Ordinary monks dare not take risks with their own lives, but monks who have cultivated to a certain level pay more attention to having no desires, no demands, and being content with whatever happens. Therefore, if it is not necessary, most people will not move such thoughts.
Chen Bingwen's plain narration: "It was my grandfather who planted roots for me. He was the last successor of the Yang Gong sect. My mother was weak by nature, and my father had a prominent family background. Although I am a son-in-law, life is difficult."
"My grandfather felt sorry for my situation, and I was his only junior, so he arranged a grave for me with a geomantic gem he found in the early years."
After this fight, accidents happened to his group of concubine brothers one after another. Either they were found not to be his father's seed, or they were accidentally beaten to death by his father because they offended a nobleman, or they died due to various accidents
Within a few years, his father was left with only his perfect son. Only then did his life finally get better.
Even later, when the Chen family was defeated due to turmoil, he was still safe and sound.
It's just that these are not enough for outsiders.
"So that's the case." Song Fengchen nodded, stared at Chen Bingwen for several times, and then asked: "The light was not very good yesterday afternoon, so I didn't see it clearlyMay I ask Mr. Chen's birthday this year?"
"The 60th birthday just passed last year." Chen Bingwen replied.
Hearing this, Zhou Haochang, who had been wandering in the sky from the beginning to the end, suddenly came back to his senses, and his eyes touched Chen Bingwen, who looked almost the same as himself, with a look of surprise.
"So Mr. Chen came to the door today, but because there was something wrong with the foundation?" Song Fengchen asked.
"That's right." Chen Bingwen took a long breath, "Since my grandfather gave birth to me, in the past 40 years, I have been steadily rising, not to mention that my career has been safe and sound. I only talk about my body. In the past few years, the worst time for me was a high fever, which was cured the next day Others said that I looked tender and did not look old, but I knew that it was all thanks to the foundation. "
"However, recently, I often feel powerless, and I will get sick every now and then Cough cough" Chen Bingwen covered his mouth with his hand and coughed twice, "Although they are all minor illnesses , but obviously feel that my body is not as good as before, I have to wonder if there is something wrong with my grave."
He looked at Song Fengchen: "I don't know Mr. Song?"
Song Fengchen, however, shook his head: "It is said that there is a priority in learning the Tao, and there is a specialization in the arts. Although I have dabbled in Fengshui, but after all, I am just looking at the basket, and my knowledge is a little superficial. Let's do it, I'm afraid"
Hearing this, Chen Bingwen's complexion couldn't help but dimmed. Just when he was disappointed, Song Fengchen said again: "Although I don't have the skills of wind and water, I still think that I am a little shallow when it comes to fortune-telling."
Chen Bingwen's expression lifted.
the??A silver dollar, nothing happened.
The second one was still calm.
The third
The sixth
Chen Bingwen couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. There must be some disappointment, but more relief
"Okay, it seems that these six people are all right." Song Fengchen frowned slightly.
Chen Bingwen withdrew his left hand, and the bodyguard holding gauze hurriedly stepped forward to bandage him.
At this moment, the blood on the white cloth completely soaked the seventh blank silver dollar, and the remaining six silver dollars vibrated in unison. When Song Fengchen and others realized it, one of the silver dollars suddenly jumped up, Just hitting the yellow paper that wrapped the seventh silver dollar, this blank silver dollar directly broke through the shackles of the talisman paper, jumped off the table, and rolled down in front of the door of the box with a crisp crashing sound.
"Bang bang bang¡ª" a hasty knock on the door broke the dead silence.
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