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But Ning Fuzhang was used to it and said freely: "Brother Sang, you must be very familiar with the overall structure of the underground palace, so I don't need to say more. But there are some details, so you need to make your own decisions."

The so-called details naturally refer to the decorations, murals, burial objects and other things of the underground palace. Anyway, the space of the underground palace is large enough to be arranged at will.

Gradually, everyone adapted to the environment in the underground palace and gradually penetrated into the coffin room inside.

The so-called coffin room is actually the place where the coffin is parked. This is also the main room of the underground palace, with the main room as the center, and there are also left and right ear rooms, front room and back room, and a corridor, forming the main room of the underground palace.

The structure of the main chamber is naturally very gorgeous, with a cornered square caisson on the top, which is a star sign imitating the sky, meaning that after death, people can also look up at the same starry sky like living people.

On the walls of the main room, some people started to paint the construction, as if they were outlining pictures of the flying immortals.

I don’t know what kind of mentality Mr. Sang has, but he has seen it with relish. After looking around the corners of the underground palace for a few times, he took everyone away with satisfaction.

"Okay, that's it. Keep doing it. I'll come and see it in a few days." As Sang walked, he reminded Sange that he was old and had a little energy. He couldn't come every day.

Sanger naturally nodded repeatedly and carefully supported Mr. Sang to leave the underground palace. After a while, everyone walked outside again, looking at the bright sunshine, and suddenly felt warm and intimate.

At this moment, Mr. Sang suddenly turned around and asked, "Master Fang, the underground palace and hills have been completed. What should we do next? Will we break the dam and release water?"

"Yes..." Fang Yuan nodded immediately. In fact, long before the underground palace was built, he had asked Sanger to build a dam upstream of the stream, causing the water flowing to the near village to dry up.

This facilitates dredging and extracting soil and speeds up the progress of the project. Now that the project has been completed, we naturally have to consider the issue of restoring water flow. After all, the Feng Shui method is not enough to have mountains alone, and it also needs to be nourished by water to gather vitality.

The most important thing is that there is no water, and some newly transplanted trees may not survive.

You should know that in order to beautify the environment, according to Fang Yuan's suggestion, a newly transplanted piece of Berlin was transplanted next to the hill. The cypress seedlings are still wrapped in dry straw, and their branches and leaves are sluggish and do not look much angry.

So no matter what the reason is, it is necessary to re-suspend the water flow.

Fang Yuan pondered for a while and decided to say, "Tomorrow is noon, I will break the dike and release the water."

"Why have to wait for noon tomorrow?" Sanger was a little puzzled.

"The yang energy is sufficient at noon and the vitality is active, so that the Feng Shui fortune can be better integrated." Fang Yuan explained, which also made others suddenly realize and no longer ask.

After all, when it comes to Feng Shui, Fang Yuan is an expert. He said he would do what he should do.

The next morning, everyone came to the upper reaches of the stream. In a valley, the water flow that had been intercepted for more than a month has now formed a pool of autumn water, like a vast ocean of blue waves.

If the valley had not been wide enough, the water flow would have been overflowing and pouring out now.

The accumulated water also made Sanger a little worried: "Brother Fang, just blow up the dam and let the water flow bleed down. Is this really good?"

Once the dam is broken, it accumulates in the valley. The seemingly calm water flow will immediately turn into a flood and beast, rushing downstream, perhaps destroying the surrounding environment.

Of course, Sanger was mainly worried that the underground palaces and hills located downstream had only accumulated for a short time, and the flood could easily be washed away. For this reason, he thought it would be better to act cautiously.

But Fang Yuan shook his head gently, then smiled and said, "Brother Sang, have you heard that it will be natural?"

"Hmm?" Sanger suddenly felt aroused in his heart, not understanding.

At the same time, Mr. Sang was a little displeased and glanced at him, "Sangge, what Master Fang does, naturally has his deep meaning. Just follow the instructions, and you don't have to talk too much."

"...Grandpa, I was wrong." Sanger said immediately: "I'll make arrangements right away."

While speaking, Sanger walked away a few steps and gave a soft instruction. Naturally, someone ran to the bottom of the dam and skillfully dug gunpowder in various places.

During the orderly process of explosion and explosion work, Fang Yuan and others hid far away on the nearby mountains and waited until noon.

Time passed by minute by minute. Soon after, the sun turned into a ball of blazing flames, hanging directly above everyone's heads. However, in the deep mountains, the vegetation was lush and the air was fresh, and everyone didn't feel hot.

Sanger looked at the shadows condensed into some light under his feet and hurriedly turned around and said, "Brother Fang, it's noon now, can you start?"

"Okay, let's do it." Fang Yuan waved his hand and signaled.

Sanger was excited and stretched his arms without saying a word and gestured. At this moment, someone naturally passed the signals one by one, and then pressed the detonating instrument.

Everyone stood on the top of the mountain, watching with their breath and concentration. As expected, a bang and explosion sounded, and the huge embankment suddenly flapped and then turned into large pieces of broken stones.

When the rift of the dam was opened, the calm lake water immediately roared, and a huge vortex appeared, rolling the muds and stones of the dam to one side, and then overflowed down with a bang.

In an instant, the lake water that broke through the dam immediately turned into a rushing torrent. The water quality was turbid, just like a yellow dragon with its teeth and claws, constantly invading and raging, roaring like thunder.

Seeing this momentum, Sanger couldn't help but frown, and was somewhat worried. He was still worried, afraid that the torrent would endanger the downstream underground palace buildings.

On the contrary, Fang Yuan was very calm and full of confidence. Because he could see very clearly that the dragon vein that had accumulated for many days in the surging flow of the water, and suddenly spread like a gunpowder.

The dragon vein was dying, and the earth that had been imprisoned for a period of time was immediately stimulated to vitality. In that case, it was like a long drought and a long time of drought, which was hungry and thirsty to absorb nectar nutrients, replenish yourself, and strengthen yourself.

"Ah..." Suddenly, Sanger said in surprise: "Why is the fog?"

Everyone also saw that as the torrent was rushing, the mountains passing by the water began to rise and fog. At the beginning, these mists were very light and looming.

But as time goes by, the fog accumulates less and becomes more abundant, slowly becoming richer. A cluster of white fog continues to surge, gather, condense, and change unpredictably.

Time is not long, and the white mist turns into a ball, just like huge beads, and there is obviously a thread implication between these beads, like strings of beads... (To be continued, please search Piao Tianwen, novels are better and faster!
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