A Feng Shui Master's Guide to Cultivating Immortals

"There can still be conflicts in this place." Chen Xiao was also speechless.

Tai Cheng said in a slow voice: "It is in this lonely place that people's emotions are prone to irritable emotions. A slight disagreement in words and a slight conflict will magnify out of control."

Xi Yunting nodded and said: "It was also done on purpose, in order to become famous in the first battle."

Taicheng sighed, and said: "There is hardly a clean place in the world, let alone sect disputes."

Chen Xiao was agitated, and said: "I don't think the Chongxuan sect has any enemies in Xuwu, right?"

Seeing his shocked face, Xi Yunting wanted to tell him no, but it was a pity that Chongxuan really had a rival sect.

He said: "Thousands of years ago, a palace lord of Changyang Palace was seriously injured in the hands of Sect Master Chongxuan, and he died of his injuries after that."

"Changyang Palace is one of the five great sects of Xuwu, right? Are there many people coming this time?" Chen Xiao immediately entered the thinking of preparing for the battle.

Taicheng chuckled and said: "This has already been a millennium enmity, and the past is too long. It is relatively possible that Changyang Palace will look at us coldly. If we really want to say that we are deliberately seeking revenge, that is unlikely."

"That's good." Chen Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is not bad. The Fire Lotus Temple and the Golden Zen Sect are truly incompatible. Because they are both Buddhist practitioners, they have irreconcilable differences due to different cultivation concepts." Taisheng said, "Besides, Because they are both cultivating in the Shenzhou Catalogue, the disciples of the two sides often have conflicts, and they are often full of anger when they meet. If the Golden Zen Sect does not come, let it be, and if it comes, it will be an ally, and the Fire Lotus Temple may be angry."

Xi Yunting said calmly: "It's okay, it's a rare experience for the disciples to fight against fellow Buddhist practitioners." Although the words were very plain, they were full of murderous intent.

Taicheng smiled without saying a word, and showed a fearless attitude.

Chen Xiao couldn't help feeling a little ashamed when she saw the calm look of the two of them.

Compared with a thousand-year-old fairy sect like Chongxuan, he is too restless as the head of the Dongyu Sect.

It took three consecutive days of repairing the station before it was completely built.

A two-story wooden building was built for Taisheng, with guests on the first floor and living and resting on the second floor.

The rest of the disciples lived in a four-person wooden house, and Huang Keran and Xiao Junjie shared a room, and Xi Yunting and Chen Xiao shared a room.

Looking from the center of the camp to the outside, there are simple wooden sheds and tents, and the wooden houses of the Chongxuan sect are particularly conspicuous.

One after another, some unscrupulous people came to test the truth, and after being repaired by Chang Shou, no one dared to come to make trouble.

This morning, when Chen Ling was putting on her jacket, she found that there was a tear, so she habitually took out the needle, and continued the old thread that had been removed, planning to sew the hole up by herself.

When Xi Yunting came back from his morning practice, he saw him sitting on the edge of the bed with his coat on and his head bowed, sewing.

He paused for a moment, and when Chen Ling found him, he looked up at him and smiled, then walked over slowly.

Xi Yunting didn't speak, just sat aside and watched him, it was Chen Xiao who reacted by himself and put down the needle in his hand with a smile.

He laughed at himself and said: "The inertia is so strong, I even forgot that I'm back."

The few pieces of fabric that Chen Xiao put in the storage box back then were all left over from making coats, except that they were not as soft as wearing close to the body.

Therefore, he and Huang Keran cherished her very much.

Chen Ling thought of something, put on her clothes quickly, and said, "There must be a shop in this camp, I just went to buy some new ones."

Xi Yunting stood up and said, "There is a cloth shop in the middle of the town."

"Okay, let's go there." Chen Xiao went out of the room and called out to the little apprentice, "Go, I'll buy you some new clothes."

Xi Yunting was originally a little reluctant in his heart, but after finally meeting again, he had little time to be alone.But looking at Huang Keran's old clothes, Xi Yunting couldn't bear it.

Xi Yunting said calmly, "Let's go together."

Huang Keran didn't know the twists and turns in his master's heart, so he happily followed behind the two of them.

The three of them walked along the main road for three quarters of an hour before arriving at the original town center, which was the busiest place in the camp, where almost all the idle Taoists were.

The reason why it was said that there are few hotels here is because there are many taverns.

Immortal cultivators drink wine brewed by mortals just like drinking beverages. They can't get drunk at all, but they are happy to gather in the tavern, with a large glass of wine in hand, chatting and bragging loudly.

The days waiting for the opening of the Chongshan Immortal Palace are too boring, and there are no conditions for cultivation in the camp, and going out to practice is all evil cultivation, so they can only stay here.

Immortal cultivators are full of energy, bored, a little bit of negative emotions will be magnified, and it is inevitable that there will be constant conflicts in the camp.

Fortunately, there is an alliance to suppress, strictly prohibit human life lawsuits, and strictly limit the scale of conflicts, so that this place does not become a riot.

There was only one cloth shop in the town, and it used to make a living by selling cheap cotton cloth and a small amount of silk. After the monks came, the business of this cloth shop became much more prosperous.

Taoist cultivators clashed and fought when they had nothing to do, and rarely repaired their clothes when they were torn. Instead of asking someone to mend them, they simply made a new suit.

The cloth used by practitioners is more advanced than that used by ordinary people, and the price is naturally expensive. This cloth shop has risen with the tide. Not only has the store been refurbished, but the business scope has also expanded a lot.

After entering the cloth store, Chen Ling asked Huang Keran to choose what he liked, while he walked slowly with Xi Yunting.

The high-end fabrics here are all smuggled in by merchants at risk. There is not much room for choice, but the price is high.

Chen Xiao is still in the old habit. When buying fabrics, she buys them in bundles. After choosing the color, she calls the tailor to measure.

Chen Ling turned her head, and said to Xi Yunting next to her: "I hunted a few white foxes in a small world before, and the fur feels very good to the touch. I'll keep it for you all the time, so I plan to find someone to make one for you when I come back." Big cloak. You like to wear dark colors, and a big cloak with a white wool edge must look good on the outside."

Xi Yunting was both happy and annoyed.When Chen Xiao was living outside, he still thought about making him a cloak with fur, but he couldn't think of it.

The tailor who measured the size heard Chen Xiao's words, and carefully solicited business from him, "Guests, the craftsmen of the small shop are also very skilled. If you want to make a cloak, the small shop can do it."

Chen Xiao didn't force her to go back to Luo Chen to do it, so she asked, "Does that master you mentioned have any ready-made clothes? It's just a sample."

Seeing that Chen Xiao was interested, the tailor couldn't help but said with joy: "Yes, yes, please wait a moment, I'll go pick it up."

The tailor put away the tape measure and hurried to the backyard. As soon as he entered the yard, he heard a loud bang, a big hole was made in the wall next to the yard, and a figure flew out, knocking the tailor to the ground.

The tailor suffered such a heavy blow and vomited blood on the spot, seeing that he could not survive.

Chen Xiao naturally couldn't see the death of the person who was talking to him just now, so he shouted: "Brother!"

Xi Yunting let out a "hmm" and rushed into the yard with him tacitly.

Chen Xiao picked up the person who was thrown out, Xi Yunting squatted down, and raised his hand to check on the tailor.

The tailor's ribs and viscera were all shattered by the impact. Under normal circumstances, there is no way to treat him. Only by means of the immortal family can his life be saved.

Xi Yunting pondered for a moment, took out a panacea from the storage bag, scraped off a little powder, and dropped it into his mouth.

The tailor took a long breath, coughed and spit out blood foam with blood clots.

At this moment, the employees of the cloth shop rushed over in a panic. Chen Xiao raised his face and said seriously: "Hurry up and get a doctor, get a good treatment, and you can live a normal life."

The employees carried the tailor away gratefully, and the ordinary people in the shop ran away in fright, leaving only the practitioners.

The one who almost killed the tailor was also an immortal cultivator, and he was rolling on the ground at the moment. Chen Ling took a look and saw that he was only injured internally and would not be fatal, so he ignored it.

Huang Keran ran over sullenly, and asked anxiously, "Master, what's wrong?"

Chen Xiao raised his chin, Huang Keran looked towards the big hole in the wall, and saw a big hole passing through the shop next to the cloth store, and a tavern two shops away from here was busy.

"It's too disturbing." Chen Xiao frowned. Immortal cultivators don't care. If they accidentally hurt ordinary people like before, they would easily die.

Xi Yunting stood aside silently, looked at it for a moment and said, "It's from Huolian Temple."

"Huh?" Chen Xiao felt a little strange, and said, "Why do Buddha cultivators still have such a big hatred?"

Through the big hole that runs through, Chen Ling can see a tall man wearing a short, gold-rimmed short suit with a white background.

This man also has short hair, unlike Jin Zen School who likes to wear cassocks, this man is wearing a soft armor with a spear in his hand, just like a monk.

He didn't look like a Buddhist cultivator who cultivated his body and mind at all, he was extremely flamboyant, with disdain on his lips, and a hint of contempt from the slightly downward corners of his eyes.

"Do you still want to fight?" The man stepped on another person and crushed him vigorously, "If you can't say it, you will still lose. If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to live in this world. I might as well kill myself. Luo Chen's immortal cultivation Or, they are all trash!"

As soon as Chen Xiao's eyes turned cold, the map gun went too far.

Just as he was about to step forward, Xi Yunting next to him shot directly.

With a flash of white light, the man suddenly raised his head but he still couldn't avoid it. A section of hair fell down, and his bangs were directly cut into oblique bangs.

Xi Yunting's face was full of frost, and he said coldly: "It is strictly forbidden in the camp to fight among the disciples of the various sects. Didn't your parents give you instructions?"

The man was startled and angry, and shouted: "Who are you, dare to meddle in my business?"

"Chongxuan sect, Xi Yunting." Xi Yunting said.

The man's pupils shrank, obviously because he had heard his name, he was afraid that Xi Yunting's cultivation base was too much higher than his, so he said: "It turns out that he is a senior of Chongxuan Sect, and I am Qu Zhao from Huolian Temple."

Xi Yunting said: "Are you accepting the punishment yourself, or shall I lead you to see President Zhang?"