Chapter 66

Cursing techniques are different from feng shui, although they are said to have been passed down from the ancient witch clans, there are many aspects where they differ from feng shui.

Feng shui is a comprehensive mix, incorporating the essences of Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, witchcraft, and other schools, forming a complete system.

This is also the reason why Su Jiu is currently closing his eyes to rest.

At this moment, Su Jiu is weighing the methods to break the curse.

What Su Jiu needs to do now is to gather the righteous energy of heaven and earth.

He needs to gather the positive and yang energy from the universe.

To use it to break the curse on Chenjiacun.

Under the gaze of Uncle San, Su Jiu slowly took a step forward. This step seemed casual, but when it finally landed, it felt as if it weighed a thousand catties. This was a feeling, a feeling that impacted Uncle San's heart.

Uncle San knew that Su Jiu could not be described as an ordinary young man. If he were to view Su Jiu with such an ordinary perspective, he would be making a big mistake.

Although he did not know what Su Jiu was doing at this moment, he was certain that every action Su Jiu took had profound meaning.

As the hereditary geomancer of Chenjiacun, he was also a practitioner of feng shui. This was the first time he was seeing Su Jiu perform his techniques, and there was no harm in watching more.

Along with Uncle San was his son, Chen Ming.

He was also staring at Su Jiu with wide eyes, not blinking.

Su Jiu took another step, the second step. This step did not touch the ground. Su Jiu maintained his posture, holding a long incense stick in his hand. At this moment, his right foot was bent, with the sole of his foot two inches above the ground.

Seeing Su Jiu's action, Uncle San and Chen Ming were puzzled.

"What's going on? What does Master Su mean by this? Why isn't he stepping down?" Uncle San was filled with doubt.

A step that weighed a thousand catties was not difficult for Uncle San; he could do it too. By using the power of the earth's qi, he could achieve the same effect as Su Jiu's first step. However, he did not understand the second step.

The second step was two inches off the ground.

What was he trying to do? Without touching the ground, how could he connect with the earth's qi?

Although Uncle San was filled with doubt, he did not speak. He did not even pay attention to his son, who was looking at him with a puzzled expression. He stared intently at Su Jiu, waiting for the next move.

Sure enough, while Uncle San was still puzzled, Su Jiu's next move shocked him.

Because, as Su Jiu took another step, his entire body rose two inches off the ground.

This was not magic or illusion, but a real levitation.

The shock in Uncle San's eyes was indescribable. Even Chen Ming, standing beside him, was amazed, quickly covering his mouth to avoid disturbing Su Jiu with his surprise.

Uncle San stared dumbfounded at Su Jiu's levitation.

Levitation?

Jumping a few meters high was not a problem, but staying suspended in mid-air like Su Jiu was something impossible.

This was the first time Uncle San had seen such a thing.

Chen Ming, standing beside him, even crouched down to check if there was anything transparent under Su Jiu's feet.

No matter how carefully Chen Ming observed, he could not figure out what was happening.

If it were not for his father's instructions, Chen Ming might have even reached out to touch, to see if his eyes were deceiving him.

As Uncle San's son, Chen Ming had been exposed to the geomancer's legacy since childhood, unlike ordinary young men. He knew that there were some strange things in the world.

However, knowing and seeing with one's own eyes were two different things.

"Heaven and earth have righteous energy, which is distributed in various forms. Below, it forms rivers and mountains; above, it forms the sun and stars. In humans, it is called the vast and mighty energy, which fills the universe. …"

With his eyes closed, Su Jiu suddenly began to chant loudly. In the eyes of Uncle San and Chen Ming, Su Jiu took another step forward, and this step was higher than the previous one.

Every few lines of the righteous energy song, Su Jiu took a step.

In just a few steps, Su Jiu's height exceeded the height of the long table.

A moment later, Su Jiu was standing at a height of about four meters, the height of two people.

At this moment, Su Jiu stopped chanting.

He had recited the entire righteous energy song from beginning to end.

However, the matter was not over yet.

At this moment, Su Jiu's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, like the edge of a sharp sword, so sharp that no one dared to look directly at it.

Chen Ming, who had been staring at Su Jiu without blinking, felt a sudden pain in his eyes, and tears immediately streamed down his face.

Su Jiu did not pay attention to any of this.

At this moment, Su Jiu's mind was taut.

Su Jiu was clear.

The next step was the most important part of the entire ritual, and there could be no mistakes.

This was also the most difficult part for Su Jiu.

Su Jiu was very clear that what he had done so far was simple for him.

However, the next part was a bit of a stretch for his current cultivation.

This was something Su Jiu had not anticipated.

The technique recorded on the golden compass only required the middle stage of qi cultivation, but it had exceeded his expectations.

Actually, Su Jiu did not know that the golden compass was not wrong. In ancient times, this technique indeed only required the middle stage of qi cultivation. However, that was in ancient times, not in the current polluted society. The middle stage of qi cultivation in ancient times was comparable to the late stage of qi cultivation in the current society, and some geniuses could even match those who had just entered the initial stage of qi observation.

Su Jiu gritted his teeth. The situation had developed to this point, and he could not back down.

Su Jiu closed his eyes again, and the mental energy and qi in his body began to flow wildly, gathering entirely at his feet.

With a step, a loud "thud" echoed, and Uncle San and Chen Ming immediately felt the ground tremble.

The sudden vibration made Chen Ming lose his balance and almost fall to the ground.

At this moment, Chen Ming was shocked to find that a deep footprint had appeared under Su Jiu's levitating feet.

Chen Ming was stunned.

Uncle San also noticed this.

He was stunned, with no expression for a long time.

The courtyard in front of Uncle San's house was made of concrete, not ordinary soil.

In today's society, many people in rural areas like to harden their courtyards with concrete for the convenience of drying rice during the harvest.

Uncle San's house was no exception.

Such a hard concrete surface was now marked with a footprint as deep as a fist by Su Jiu's levitating foot. The shock to Uncle San and Chen Ming was unimaginable. If such a step were to land on their bodies, it would be terrifying.

Thinking of this, Chen Ming shuddered. It was too scary.

Su Jiu paused for a moment and then took another step forward. This step caused Su Jiu to descend two meters.

This sudden change would make anyone feel awkward.

Imagine a person standing four meters in the air, suddenly taking a step and instantly descending two meters. Such a change would make anyone feel awkward.

However, in the eyes of Uncle San and Chen Ming, it seemed perfectly reasonable, as if Su Jiu should have descended two meters with this step.

When Su Jiu took this step, not only did his body change, but the sound it produced was no less than the previous step.

The loud sound, the dust raised, and the sudden gust of wind swept through the entire courtyard.

Similarly, a deeper footprint appeared on the concrete surface.

At this moment, Uncle San and Chen Ming were numb with shock.

From the moment they met Su Jiu, the magical techniques he displayed had broadened their horizons.

It seemed that if Su Jiu did not display such magic, it would be abnormal.

Uncle San and Chen Ming were now staring at Su Jiu without blinking.

Su Jiu was now about two meters above the ground.

He had not moved for a while.

Indeed, Su Jiu's heart was now racing wildly.

If there were a heart monitor present, it would show that Su Jiu's heart rate had reached the human limit, at 220 beats per minute, and it was still slowly increasing.

If there were a feng shui master present, they would be amazed to find that Su Jiu's mental energy and qi were circulating at an extreme speed, a speed that was impossible for someone at the middle stage of qi cultivation.

Su Jiu's face was now pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, soaking his clothes.

It was not a sunny day, and the temperature was not high, but in this moment, Su Jiu was drenched in sweat, in stark contrast to Uncle San and Chen Ming.

Su Jiu had reached the physical limit. He knew that if he did not do this, he had no confidence in successfully performing the ritual.

The curse on Chenjiacun was impossible to break, and Su Jiu was pushing himself to the limit.

Uncle San and Chen Ming also noticed Su Jiu's condition.

Chen Ming seemed to want to say something, but Uncle San stopped him, afraid that Chen Ming's voice would disturb Su Jiu.

"Only one more step, it will definitely succeed." Su Jiu took several deep breaths and thought to himself.

Only this last step, the final step, would shake the atmospheric qi and gather the righteous energy of heaven and earth.

To bring down the righteous energy rain and nourish the villagers of Chenjiacun.

Indeed, everything Su Jiu was doing was for the righteous energy rain.

This was an ancient technique, a lost ancient technique.

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