Chapter Thirteen: The Ancestral Tomb of the Mystic Gate

  Ten years of searching for the dragon, three years of determining the hole, this is a sentence that has been passed down in the feng shui world. Now Qin Hao finally understands, especially in this world where mountains thousands of feet high are as common as cow hair, even with his good physical condition as a tomb raider, he was still panting heavily.

  "Damn it, people say that tomb raiding is easier than dragon hunting, but why don't I feel easy at all?" Lying on the ground, Qin Hao was exhausted and didn't want to move anymore. From morning till now, he had been observing the terrain's pulse, watching the celestial pulse in the sky, and climbing mountains and crossing ridges, which would naturally make him tired. Moreover, the mountains of Tian Xuan were completely different from those on Earth.

  "I don't know how the founder of Mò Jīn Gate gathered China's dragon veins, I've been walking for a day and I'm exhausted, but he's fine, the Dragon Seeking Technique has divided all of China's dragon veins, doesn't he get tired?" Qin Hao muttered to himself, truly admiring the founder of Mò Jīn Gate, who was indeed diligent.

  However, the mountain ranges of the dragon's vein are useless to this world. At most, they can only be used for reference and applied here, but here is a place where dragon veins are as common as dogs, and each one is worthless. The heavenly meridians must work together with the earthly meridians to find the best place to bury people.

  "I bet Fatso will laugh his head off if he's here." Qin Hao thought of Fatso.

  Before, he always said that Qin Hao was easy to get along with and only did light work, while the dirty and tiring tasks were all his. Now Qin Hao seems to understand what it's like: "This technical work is not easy either."

  As he spoke, he climbed up again and went down the mountain. The mountain was dense with trees and there was no road at all, making it even harder to distinguish. Moreover, they would often encounter fierce beasts that would sniff out their scent and chase after them. If not for the hidden symbol, he estimated that by now he would have become a meal for some big king in the mountains.

  It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a treasure trove, Qin Hao saw many ferocious beasts here that far exceeded any animal he had seen on Earth, comparable to the legendary elephant. When they walked, Qin Hao felt the earth shaking, and several times he almost got trampled to death. Of course, this wasn't without gain, Qin Hao found dozens of good burial sites that could be used for generations to come, as long as they were arranged properly, his descendants would have no worries about food or clothing.

  These gains, if on Earth, Qin Hao would be laughing to death, but this is in Tian Xuan, these dragon veins are all unwanted by others, it's not like ancient China at all. In order to get a good spot, some people wouldn't hesitate to dig up the buried and bury their own ancestors instead. Although the dragon energy has been leaked, only a part of it has been leaked.

  Although it was always a futile effort, Qin Hao still gained a lot of experience. In this vast environment, the more mistakes he made, the more he developed a habit. He completely treated this mountain as a place to practice his dragon-seeking skills. Every time he found a good spot, Qin Hao would remember it and then go to verify it. After a long time, Qin Hao finally traversed the entire mountain range and even encountered several hunters along the way.

  It has to be said that human power is strong everywhere, and a huge wild boar-like beast was actually killed by a group of hunters. Qin Hao was so embarrassed, this is what we call wisdom.

  The most speechless thing is that this ugly wild boar, which looks disgusting, actually has a nice name, Ling Zhu (Spirit Pig), and it was called out by the hunter. At that time, he sweated profusely, wondering if people in this world have a problem with their aesthetic sense? Such an ugly pig, yet paired with the word "Ling".

  Later, Qin Hao came to know that the wild boars in this world were still stupid by nature despite their large size. They were called Ling Zhu not because of their intelligence but because of their size and stupidity. The name "Ling Zhu" was actually a sarcastic remark made by the people here.

  But he didn't have time to stay and eat that spirit pig that almost trampled him to death, and instead left in a huff.

  "No, it's impossible! The direction of the pulse has changed and turned back!" Qin Hao was shocked and lost his color. He could confirm that among the hundreds of towering mountains around him, there must be another ancient tomb. Whether it was the application of the dragon-seeking technique or the heavenly gift brought by his divine pulse body, they all told him so. But now he had followed the pulse and turned back again. If not for the spiritual pig blood left by the hunter in the mountain, Qin Hao might still not have known that he had turned back again. After all, he couldn't fly.

  "A long howl... …" As the sky was about to darken, Qin Hao didn't know what to do. He had searched for half a day and found many empty caves, but still had no idea where the main one was hidden in the mountains.

  "Mom, can't we just go back empty-handed?" Qin Hao had made up his mind to come this time, but now the situation was making him speechless. It was getting dark, and he would lose the best opportunity to find the dragon. The underground veins were already vague during the day, and now that it was dark, even birds couldn't find their way. Moreover, with the strong wind and darkness, the mountain was eerie and frightening. Although they had the hidden symbol, what if they stumbled upon a wolf's den? Those beasts wouldn't care about anything in front of them, they would just follow the scent and chase after them.

  Even if you can't see it, being trampled to death is really miserable. The first person in history to be trampled to death after crossing over, plus the first Mó Jīn Xiào Wèi to be trampled to death by a wild beast. If ancestors have spirits, they will probably be so angry that they come back to life.

  "Damn it, when I die and go to hell, I won't be able to face the ancestors of Mojindmen. Sorry, I've let you down, old man, and made your Mojindmen extinct." Qin Hao lay on the ground thinking about some irrelevant topics, clearly at a loss for what to do.

  "Mom, I should have asked the master to draw a few flight talismans for me. Qin Hao, you idiot, why are you as stupid as a spirit pig? The master's drawing is not something to be taken lightly, and you can actually fly without wanting it. You're so stupid that you'd rather walk all the way to find the dragon." Qin Hao scolded himself regretfully, guessing that Mingyue Xiang would definitely give him a good scolding, as the 30 hidden talismans had already exhausted her energy. Now Qin Hao was still not satisfied, thinking that the talismans could be easily taken out and distributed in large quantities.

  If it's the kind used by cultivators, Mingyue Xiang can indeed produce a large quantity of them, because that's just an incantation, and she doesn't need to infuse her spiritual energy into drawing the patterns of heaven and earth. The problem is that Qin Hao has no spiritual energy, his divine repository hasn't opened, so it's fundamentally impossible for him to activate this incantation or maintain it, and he needs pure blood to activate it, which would be a waste of effort. Mingyue Xiang exhausted her spirit to draw thirty of them, all with great difficulty, I reckon she knows Qin Hao's thoughts, and must be furious enough to spit out blood. This kid is really something else.

  Two hours passed, and Qin Hao lay motionless on the ground. He couldn't see the direction of the terrain's veins at all. Although he could see the heavenly trend clearly, it was just a bird in the sky. Feng Shui emphasizes the harmony between heaven and earth; lacking one aspect is not acceptable.

  The moonlight flickered and shone on the mountain ridge, Qin Hao was almost nearsighted, but just when Qin Hao gave up, he looked up at the sky and suddenly exclaimed: "Northern... Northern Dipper Seven Stars..."

  He was almost speechless, and the world actually had the Big Dipper, he rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dizzy, but no matter what, the seven bright stars in the sky that symbolized a ladle were always so bright, Qin Hao suspected whether he had really crossed over.

  "Could it be that I'm still in the Milky Way?" Qin Hao couldn't believe it, but the Big Dipper was right in front of him. He suddenly felt a surge of hope, the hope of returning home. Being able to see the Big Dipper meant that this Tian Xuan must not be far from Earth, maybe just a few light-years away. As long as he cultivated himself, he would definitely be able to return.

  Just at this time, he found something was wrong. Although there were the Big Dipper stars here, there was no North Star and other constellations, but instead different constellations, which made Qin Hao feel very strange. These constellations seemed to be connected in a large pattern, surrounding the Big Dipper stars. There were some bright stars around the Big Dipper, but the surrounding constellations shocked him greatly.

  "Qīng lóng, bái hǔ, zhū jiǎo, xuán wǔ........." He was both surprised and disappointed, but also felt a hint of joy. Surprised that the surrounding constellations were actually the Four Symbolic Animals, which gave him a sense of familiarity, after all, few people in China didn't know about the Four Symbolic Animals. Disappointed because this absolutely wasn't Earth, his hopes of returning home had been dashed once again.

  But happily, he finally found the location of this damn tomb.

  "The Azure Dragon of the East, the White Tiger of the West, the Vermilion Bird of the South, and the Black Tortoise of the North. In the center lies the Heavenly Pulse, connecting Heaven and Earth, with the Star Chart separating them. The tomb is located in the center, it was here all along." Qin Hao gazed at a distant mountain peak, finally finding the tomb. He now understood why ancient grave robbers could navigate through the darkness as if they were in an empty space. It was because of the celestial movement of the stars. However, Qin Hao felt that these Four Symbols had another meaning beyond just representing the pulse.

  However, he didn't bother to care about these things at this moment, and instead rushed towards the mountain peak. But when he arrived at the mountain peak, he stopped in his tracks, because he had been here before, and it was absolutely impossible for anyone to be buried here.

  "The dragon's body is full of killing intent, without any softness or gentleness. The ugly and rough energy is exposed, with sharp and broken branches and legs. The entire dragon vein forms a grand momentum, unexpectedly it's a killing dragon formation." Qin Hao was stunned, last time he encountered a trapped dragon ascending to immortality, absorbing the vital energy of all directions, it was completely a dead-end situation. Now he encountered an even more ruthless killing dragon formation.

  In Feng Shui, there are twelve dragons, including the living dragon, dead dragon, strong dragon, etc., representing the person buried will bring what to their descendants. For example, the living dragon brings prosperity and wealth for generations, while the dead dragon is different, bringing evil and poverty.

  And this dragon-killing is the strongest kind, main killing, very strong, with killing and extermination, a disastrous response, after burying people, they will suffer from the disaster of extinction.

  "No, it's not. The negative and positive are intertwined, the extreme of yin gives birth to yang, the extreme of yang gives birth to yin. The surrounding situation is 81 dragon veins supporting a killing dragon, transforming evil energy into auspiciousness. It turns out that this is how it is. I didn't expect it, really didn't expect it. People in this world have actually achieved unity with heaven and earth, and the application of Feng Shui layout is so ingenious." Qin Hao sighed in admiration. When he came here earlier, he had looked over at this place, but since there was a killing aura, he hadn't come over, because absolutely no one would bury someone in an unlucky location. Now it seems that this is a linked layout.

  And what kind of people are in this world? One by one, they are like gods, and such a situation is just a small matter.

  "But the direction of this vein is actually corresponding to that of the Xuanmen, could it be that the person who laid out this formation is an ancestor of the Xuanmen?" Qin Hao stopped in his tracks, then walked to a corner of the mountain peak and searched through the dense grass with great familiarity. Finally, he found a stele.

  "The ancestor of the Mystic Gate, Xuantian Feng!" Qin Hao muttered to himself as he read the inscription on the tombstone. He was stunned - this was the ancestral tomb of the Mystic Gate! Qin Hao naturally knew who Xuantian Feng was; it was actually the founder of the Mystic Gate. Back then, this ancestor had established the Mystic Gate under the nose of Tianxuan and was a king among men himself, with cultivation that reached the pinnacle of the Human Path. However, in the end, he failed to become an Emperor, just like many other kings in this world, and died of old age.

  He can be said to be a reversal of the heavens, and no one knows how he rose to power. Even Tianxuan wants to know how he achieved spiritual enlightenment in just ten years and reached the pinnacle of human dao in a hundred years. Such speed was already very against the heavens at that time, although there were also those who were even more against the heavens, but it's enough to make the Great Sect take notice.

  What exactly enabled Xuan Tian Feng's rise against the heavens? The Tian Xuan Sect wants to know, and Qin Hao wants to know even more...