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Moonlight illuminated Mount Tu, and the multi-colored aurora was like a layer of thin silk draped over it.
Mount Tu appeared quite beautiful at night, completely defying any association with a curse. Qi Lin focused on flying through the sky, surveying Mount Tu’s features from above. The Immemorial Royal Family was proficient in geomancy, and consequently, their actions were never without rhyme or reason. Usually, there was a trail they could follow. This way could also allow him to better ponder how, if Emperor Yao had sealed the Divine Cauldron’s secret, she would have gone about it.
Qi Lin examined Mount Tu’s fengshui and noticed something strange.
In the morning, Mount Tu’s fengshui was unremarkable without any particularly eye-catching aspect, but after the moonlight shone upon it, wherever this splendid aurora passed, the fengshui surprisingly changed.
“This is…”
Looking around, Qi Lin’s expression suddenly became very serious.
“Do not descend the sword-spine dragon, lest the master be killed within.”
This was Pure Yin fengshui.
Qi Lin furrowed his brow. Fengshui emphasized burial according to vitality, namely the qi from the convergence of Yin and Yang. Leylines were split between Yin and Yang. Yin must be conceived by Yang, and Yang must be diminished by Yin. Unless Yin and Yang were split or bound, Pure Yin and Pure Yang cannot diminish, and Qi Lin had discerned Mount TU’s direction. Surprisingly it was a sword-spine dragon ground, which was categorized as Pure Yin, the leylines of which were firm, the baleful aura heavy. As the name implied, a sword-spine dragon location was shaped like a reclining sword, the waist of which was like the edge. Usually, a sword-spine dragon necessarily was made of stone, for only stone was able to form the sharp edge of a sword. The dragon at this time was completely made of stone, a swathe of Yin.
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