"Xinzhan, do you think changing the formation was Lord Hongwu's idea, or Lord Yongle's?"
Zhu Jianmo watched the golden light vanish into the heavenly realm and spoke leisurely.
Cheng Xinzhan shook his head. "It doesn't matter. Senior Jin Mingzi is ruthless toward his enemies and generous toward his friends. That's enough."
Zhu Jianmo nodded and gave it no further thought.
Sun Miaoshu and the other three came over from a distance. They had seen that scene too.
"Was that Senior Jin Mingzi?"
Someone asked.
"Yes. He ascended."
Cheng Xinzhan said, "By the way, how did you sever the connection between the capital's dragon vein and the imperial city so quickly?"
Sun Miaoshu said, "Our Three Pure Ones Mountain is known as an ancestral seat, so naturally we have branches throughout the Jiangnan region. We went straight to the branch in Fengyang, Qingzhou, the one called Green Rain Temple, and had them contact the local authorities to evacuate the crowds.
"Then we buried gunpowder, and that settled it."
"Oh, so that's how it was."
It had been simpler than Cheng Xinzhan imagined.
"But we never expected Senior Jin Mingzi to ascend outright. We still need to visit Green Rain Temple to agree on our account."
So they immediately made the trip. Green Rain Temple was much like Rainfall Temple; both were major temples in the mortal world.
They told the temple master that a Household Immortal had been gestating underground since before the founding of the Great Ming. As chance would have it, Emperor Taizu of Ming had also taken a fancy to this treasured land and relocated his ancestral graves there.
The Zhu Ming Dragon Vein had suppressed the Corpse Immortal. To escape, the Corpse Immortal would have to overturn the dragon vein, bringing disaster to the surrounding area. Fortunately,