On this day, Xing Jianling came to the middle reaches of the Suksu River in Jianzhou Nuzhen, and he saw a magnificent and flying Long Mai. The dragon head is about to extend to the Sukesu River. Xing Jianling asked the local residents what the mountain was called, and the residents told him it was called Longgang Mountain. Xing Jianling felt glad that he had found the last Long Mai. He came too timely. If he had come a year or so late, the dragon would have entered Longtan, and no matter how capable I am, Xing Jianling could not avoid the regime change of Daming. So, out of breath, he urged his men to cut off Long Mai quickly. The men dug up the soil on the mountain, then dug down and saw that the mountain was hard stone. They tried and kept cutting off Long Mai, but the tap wouldn't work. Xing Jianling saw that since Long Mai had been cutting, he wanted to do something else! He ordered his men to dig a deep pit under the tap and put horse manure. As soon as they * * *, they released 999 bear horse dung, trying to break the dragon's tendons with this spell. According to Xing Jianling's request, this horse manure has been soaked for 7749 days, and it has been steaming. This white heat and smell has gone with the wind for miles. After 49 days, the heat disappeared. Xing Jianling thought he was done and was ready to go back to his hometown in Beijing. But before they left, Xing Jianling and others suddenly found that the dragon's eyes were golden. Suddenly the whole dragon moved and a strong wind rose into the sky. A golden dragon soared in the thunder and lightning, circled three times on Longgang Mountain and flew away. Xing Jianling saw this scene and roared, alas! Why can't I use magic correctly? I won't stop until I accept your oath today! So, he chased Jinlong day and night, from Sukesu River to Hunhe River, from Hunhe River to Taizi River, chasing it for a winter and eight summers, and didn't kill Jinlong. On this day, Xing Jianling finally saw Jinlong again. Jinlong did not run, but spoke again in the high sky: Xing Jianling, I thank you! You warmed my dragon body with the heat of horse manure, which relaxed my muscles and promoted blood circulation. You made another fog, and helped me fly in the air. Now you can't help me. Why don't you help me see the feng shui of this territory? How about building a mausoleum in Longgang Mountain? Xing Jianling listened and sighed: I turned Wolong into a hanging dragon, and my road has run out! Since then, Xing Jianling did not dare to return to Beijing, so she came to Longgang Mountain to live incognito.
Seeing that Xing Jianling had stopped chasing himself, Diaolong rested on an old elm tree, waiting for the real dragon emperor. One day, Nurhachi put his grandfather's casket in Chang 'an on the elm tree where the dragon lived at the foot of Longgang Mountain. How can hanging dragons let the real dragon emperor Nurhachi go? When Nurhachi was resting, he clung to the urn of Chang 'an, but Nurhachi, who came to get the urn, couldn't take it out. When Nurhachi was at a loss, he saw an old man approaching and said, This is providence, benefactor, who is the bone growing on the tree? Grandpa. Listen to me, you have to bury your grandfather here! Why? Why not? If you believe me, I will tell you the way to the future. If you don't believe me, I'll give you a prediction. Within twenty years, you can build a mausoleum here. Nurhachi listened to the old man and regarded Longgang Mountain as Aisingiorro's graveyard.