Chapter 1569: Chapter 1555: There is a desolate mountain in the western suburbs of Longyan City, with excellent terrain and hidden dragon energy_1 Chapter 1569: Chapter 1555: There is a desolate mountain in the western suburbs of Longyan City, with excellent terrain and hidden dragon energy_1 “There is a desolate mountain on the western outskirts of Longyan City. It has an excellent terrain and is infused with dragon aura.”
Jiang Feng looked at the runes and explained word by word: “It is perfect for building a residence.”
“Dragon aura?”
Little Kingfisher looked contemptuous: “There is no emperor in the Spirit Realm, what’s the use of dragon aura?”
Jiang Feng patiently explained: “In the field of Feng Shui, dragon aura represents prosperity, not specifically referring to the emperor.”
“A desolate mountain?”
Lin Qingluo pondered for a mont and made up her mind: “Since Jiang Feng says there is dragon aura and it is suitable for building a residence, let’s go there and take a look before making a decision.”
“Alright.”
Little Kingfisher and the two celestial emissaries agreed.
Without any delay, the group of people and bird left the west city gate and flew towards the desolate mountain in the outskirts, guided by Xiu Zhen Xiao Long.
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After a while, Xiu Zhen Xiao Long flew over a large village with clustered houses and stopped in front of a desolate marshland.
Looking at the marsh, there was a barren mountain with no grass or trees, covering a small area and about 200 to 300 ters high.
“Uh.”
Little Kingfisher was confused. She pointed at the marsh with her little wing and looked at Jiang Feng in astonishnt: “This isn’t the Feng Shui treasure you were talking about, is it?”
Jiang Feng gathered spiritual light at his fingertip, touched Xiu Zhen Xiao Long’s dragon head, and the dragon turned into a dazzling golden light, quickly circling around the marsh.
The desolate mountain was within the circle.
“Yes, this is the place.”
Jiang Feng called back Xiu Zhen Xiao Long and waved his right hand. The dragon turned into starlight and disappeared.
“There are people living nearby.”
Lin Qingluo wasted no ti, and flew up into the air with Sword Control: “Let’s go ask who the owner of this land is.”
“Alright.”
The two celestial emissaries followed closely and flew towards the neighboring houses.
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Before long, Lin Qingluo, along with the little pet and the two little treasures, knocked on the door of a house.
The owner of the house was an amiable old man nad Ge. Hearing the reason for their visit, he courteously invited them into the courtyard.
“That land has been abandoned for many years.”
The old man sat by the stone table in the courtyard, thought for a long ti, and then carefully said, “As far as I can rember, the owner of the desolate mountain should be surnad Rong.”
“The Rong Clan is a large family with nurous descendants. When they beca wealthy, they bought a house in the city, sold their old residence, and moved into the city. I haven’t seen the people of the Rong Clan for many years.”
“Why was the land abandoned?”
Lin Qingluo, with her delicate thoughts, asked the key question.
“There’s sothing strange about that land.”
The old man’s voice was slightly lowered: “I rember when the Rong family lived in the countryside, they planted Spirit Rice and Fruit Trees, and they were once prosperous with bountiful harvests.”
“However, for so unknown reason, it stopped working later. The Fruit Trees only blood without bearing fruit; the Spirit Rice leaves turned yellow and the rice panicles withered. Eventually, even the grass on the mountain turned yellow and gradually beca a desolate mountain.”
“When did this happen?”
Jiang Feng stroked his round chin and pondered. His childish face showed an expression that was extrely uncharacteristic of his age, looking bizarre.
The old man glanced at him tremulously and chose his words carefully: “The Rong family moved away more than 200 years ago.”
“Over 200 years, and they just left it there?”
Lin Qingluo was astonished: “Has nobody looked after this land since then?”
“No one has co.”
The old man was absolutely sure: “They probably have forgotten about this land.”
“Thank you, old man.”
Lin Qingluo gathered enough information, got up to say goodbye, and took out a jar of Spiritual Tea from her Storage Ring as a token of gratitude.
“Immortal, you’re too polite.”
The old man did not decline, accepted the Spiritual Tea, and personally escorted them to the door.
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