A Feng Shui Master's Guide to Cultivating Immortals

Chen Xiao couldn't remember how to avoid the huge waves hitting the shore, or how to get on the shore.

His mind was in a mess, his consciousness was fuzzy, everything in front of him was like a film that had been interrupted, jumping from scene to scene.

Hugging Xi Yunting tightly, trembling, he repeatedly confirmed his breath in a panic, and found that he could not find his breathing and heartbeat anyway, and his collapsed consciousness was blank.

It wasn't until Jing Hui was supported by De Yuan to find them that Zhao Fang and Chang Shou forcefully pulled him away under Jing Hui's order.

"Be sober!" The pain on his cheek finally awakened Chen Ling's mind.

Chen Ling was in a daze, his pupils reflected Jing Hui, who was out of breath due to violent movements, while De Yuan looked at him worriedly.

"Brother!" He recalled the previous scene and shouted out loud.

Pushing away Jing Hui and brushing past him, Chen Xiaofei ran towards Xi Yunting who was lying not far away surrounded by disciples of the Chongxuan Sect.

"Chen Xiao!" Jing Hui shouted helplessly and angrily, and staggered after two steps, De Yuan hurriedly supported him and pulled him over there.

"Brother..." Chen Xiao saw Xi Yunting's face through the gap made by the disciples. It was a lifeless white, as cold as a stone. "Brother..." Chen Ling choked up, tears rolling down.

Panting weakly, Jing Hui squeezed into the crowd. Seeing Xi Yunting's miserable state, she shook her head sadly.

There was a hole in his abdomen, and it was obvious at a glance that his dantian had been destroyed. A more serious penetrating injury would have killed the immortal cultivator, but this injury was in the dantian, everything was over and there was no hope of salvation.

Chen Xiao stared at Xi Yunting without blinking. Up to now, he still can't believe that everything in front of him is real, he only feels it is extremely absurd.

Jing Hui sighed, he was very sad to lose his friend Xi Yunting, but he knew that Chen Xiao was even more sad.

He cheered up and tried to comfort Chen Ling, but he felt a shock in the body next to him, and Chen Ling threw himself on Xi Yunting's body, shouting in surprise: "He's still alive! He's still alive! I saw his chest move. !"

Jinghui couldn't bear it. Many people who don't want to believe in the death of important people will have this kind of hallucination.

"Go, help your Uncle Chen to the side." He ordered De Yuan.

Maybe staying far away and not letting him look at Xi Yunting's body would make Chen Xiao feel better.

"Yes." De Yuan answered in a low voice, and went to help Chen Xiao.

Chen Ling held his hand firmly, and said eagerly: "I'm not crazy, I did see big brother's chest heaving, really! Look at him, De Yuan! You Jin Zen sect disciples know how to heal Spell, look at him!"

Seeing his begging, De Yuan couldn't bear to refuse, so he stretched out his palm, and let out a stream of true energy into Xi Yunting's body.

Originally, he just wanted to comfort Chen Xiao and put on a show, but he let out a "huh" in surprise.

Raising his head suddenly, De Yuan said to Jing Hui in surprise: "Master! Uncle Xi has a cold true essence flowing in his body, it seems that it was left in him by evil cultivators!"

"What?" Jing Hui said urgently, "Look carefully!"

De Yuan stopped talking, and began to sense carefully.After a while, he looked at Xi Yunting who looked like a dead man in surprise and said: "This is true! I don't know if it's a miracle or a coincidence, Master Xi's energy is completely gone, but this true energy just replaces the function of blood, continuously flowing, preserving A little bit of vitality was released, so that the body did not freeze immediately."

Immortal cultivators rely on the true energy in the dantian to maintain their vitality when they are seriously injured, and they will also rely on the true energy to repair the wounds in the body later.

Xi Yunting's dantian was destroyed, no matter how many spirit pills he took in, it would not work, and eventually the aura would be lost from the broken dantian.

The true energy of this evil cultivator can only be regarded as a strange energy that can cause harm to the body at ordinary times, but it played an unexpected role when Xi Yunting lost his breath, maintaining a little vitality.

Deyuan used several healing spells in succession, but it didn't produce any effect.

He said gloomily: "What should I do? If you want to heal Master Xi, you must dispel this evil cultivation essence, but once this essence is gone, Master Xi is really hopeless. "

Taking advantage of the evil cultivator's true essence, Xi Yunting can still save it, but this true essence conflicts with the true essence of healing spells and Taoist cultivation.

After all, it is the true essence of evil cultivators, and it is very aggressive and destructive.At this moment, it is equivalent to completely occupying Xi Yunting's body. The spells and true energy from different sources will only arouse its ferocity, driving and devouring it.

Hoping to bring Chen Xiao's sanity back, he began to use his brain to think.

Xi Yunting is now in a state of suspended animation relying on the true essence of the evil cultivator. Although he has no breathing or heartbeat, the energy contained in the true essence of the evil cultivation still has a certain degree of activity in stimulating his body cells.

If Xi Yunting's cell activity was completely reduced to the minimum if this wave of true energy was dispelled, it would be useless to use spells and true energy to save him.

Chen Xiao subconsciously looked at it with solemn expressions. De Yuan and Jing Hui, who were discussing, ruled out the panacea and healing spells, how could they save the elder brother?

He patted his head, the methods of cultivating immortals are useless, so think about the modern medicine of the previous life!

He laid Xi Yunting's body flat, raised his chin, opened his lips, and blew air from mouth to mouth.

True essence is not omnipotent, the most important thing is to restore breathing first!

Others didn't understand what he was doing, Jing Hui frowned and didn't stop his attempt.

Chen Ling's palm was gently placed on top of Xi Yunting's heart. His sternum was seriously injured and he couldn't press it.

Then he would use his vitality to gently massage Xi Yunting's stopped beating heart, allowing it to resume pumping blood.

The vitality lived up to expectations, and it fell smoothly into Xi Yunting's chest, gently squeezing his heart.

With a flash of inspiration, Chen Xiao's eyes lit up.

Yes, vitality!

Yuan Qi and Zhen Yuan are fundamentally different.Although it belongs to energy in attributes, its source and production are different from true essence.It was not rejected by the evil cultivator in Xi Yunting's body, which is the best proof!

Chen Xiao trembled with excitement, lowered her head to blow on Xi Yunting more attentively, and massaged his heart with vitality.

Others only thought that Chen Xiao couldn't accept the reality, lost his mind, and was doing incomprehensible things.

Only Jing Hui and De Yuan watched seriously, and when he found Xi Yunting's chest rising and falling with Chen Xiao's blowing, he slowly felt that Chen Xiao might not be messing around.

He said to Deyuan: "Go over there, cooperate with your Uncle Chen, and see what you can do."

De Yuan also knelt beside Xi Yunting, and while Chen Xiao raised his head, he hurriedly asked, "Uncle Chen, what can I do for you?"

Chen Xiao also said quickly: "Use medicine to stop the bleeding from the wound on the stomach, be careful, all the wounds in the stomach, no matter how big or small, stop the bleeding one by one!"

De Yuan struggled for a moment, "But I don't have any medicine."

Without raising her head, Chen Xiao directly shook off the storage box on her wrist: "I have it, you can find it yourself!"

Seeing that they were busy, Jing Hui couldn't stand up anymore, and helped another disciple of Jin Zen Sect to sit on the ground.

It's slow to describe, but in fact, it took less than a quarter of an hour from when Chen Xiao and the others went ashore, when Jing Hui came to find them, and then began to rescue them.

Jing Hui raised her hand to call: "Who is that? Chang Shou! Yes, it's you, hurry up and call a few people together, and go and call your Taicheng School!"

Although there was a lot of movement on the island in the center of the lake, there was a long line of defense from the evil cultivators across a mountain, and the Taoist cultivators stationed at the other end did not hear it.

The shoreline by the lake is very long. They have not been discovered by Fu Wumo's evil cultivators at the moment, which does not mean that they will always be safe. It is better to move in to rescue the soldiers as soon as possible.

Changshou's spiritual root is a top-level single spiritual root, and he practices the best exercises given by his master, and the instruments he uses are also first-class.

Just looking for speed to move a rescuer, the evil cultivators can't stop him at all.

Chen Ling worked unremittingly, constantly blowing air and pressing the heart with vitality.

Sweat dripped from the temples and forehead due to tension, and the sweat dripped into his eyes, but he endured the stinging pain and didn't bother to wipe it off.

The others didn't know how to wipe off his sweat, they just held their breath and watched intently this rescue which was completely different from the tradition in the world of cultivating immortals.

After working hard for 10 minutes without a break, Xi Yunting finally coughed lightly, and a trace of blood spilled from his lips.

"Brother!" Chen Ling cried and laughed, caressing his face with trembling hands, Xi Yunting slowly heaved his chest, let out a breath, and slowly opened his eyes.

After watching for a long time, he finally saw the person in front of him clearly, moved his fingers, and wanted to wipe the tears off Xiaodi's face, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his arm.

He blinked, and there were bursts of severe pain in his abdomen and internal organs, and he frowned involuntarily.

Chen Ling kissed his brows and eyes with pity, "Don't move, you are seriously injured and need a good rest."

Xi Yunting really wanted to respond to him, say something to comfort him, but his lips moved, and only sporadic broken syllables came out.

"Stop talking, save your energy." Chen Ling held his hand and raised it, and pressed it against his cheek.

There was a wet feeling on the back of his hand, it was the tears Xiaodi had cried.

A burst of dizziness came from consciousness, and Xi Yunting felt very tired. He struggled to raise his eyelids, and a blurry figure flew from the sky.

He was a little uneasy. He didn't know if it was an evil cultivator or someone... Not allowing him to think about it any longer, Xi Yunting fell into a coma.

"...No, his injuries are still serious, especially the shock and laceration of internal organs. Dispel that evil cultivation essence now, I'm afraid it will aggravate the internal injuries." A voice came from his ear, and he woke up from sleep for an unknown amount of time. Xi Yunting.

When he opened his eyes again, it was several days later, and they also evacuated from the lake and were on their way back to Huanggu Town.

From Xiaodi's mouth, I learned that Daoxiu suffered a lot during this trip to the Immortal Palace, almost two-thirds of the people did not come back.

After reuniting with the rear disciples led by Taicheng, it was only then that the Taoist cultivators who had left the Immortal Palace did not show up again, not even a sect as big as Changyang Palace was spared.

They were just missing, and Daoxiu, who was captured, captured, and killed in the final battle, couldn't count them clearly.

Many elite disciples of the big sects and the chief disciples who were cultivated mainly died in battle, including Qu Zhao who had a feud with Chen Xiao and the others.

The losses of the Chongxuan School and the Golden Zen Sect were considered light, and more than a dozen disciples of the Golden Core Stage were also killed or injured.

As soon as he returned to the rear, Chen Xiao reported the harvest of the smelting furnace to Taicheng as their profit this time.

Seeing that Xi Yunting was injured so badly, Tai Cheng thought that this time he would suffer a heavy loss and gain nothing, but he did not expect such a big surprise.

For this smelting furnace, no amount of damage is worth it.This trip back, Tai Cheng, the leader of the team, can be regarded as capable of doing business.

However, it was Xi Yunting who made Taicheng most regrettable. Although he saved his life, his cultivation base was abolished.

What's even more embarrassing is that when they reached the level of distraction and promotion, Lei Jie appeared, and was thrust horizontally by the evil master, forcibly killing Xi Yunting's vitality.

Taicheng felt very uncomfortable, how many high-level cultivators in the out-of-body stage were stuck in promotion, but Xi Yunting had no chance to try again.

Out of regret for Xi Yunting, Taicheng agreed to Chen Xiao's request, and exchanged this meritorious service in exchange for the Chongxuan Party's full treatment of Xi Yunting.

In fact, even if he didn't say anything, Taixuan and Taisu would do their best for Xi Yunting after returning home.

There is a hole in the dantian, which is not a terminal illness for the Chongxuan sect.With more effort, there is always a way to restore the dantian to its original state.

The fact that Xi Yunting's natal sword was destroyed was the fundamental reason why his cultivation base was abolished.

Without a sword, one cannot be called a sword cultivator.Xi Yunting lost Xuefeng, just like Chen Xiao lost the compass in the sea of ​​consciousness, and there is no possibility anymore.

Comparing his heart to his heart, Chen Xiao understood the seriousness very well.

Therefore, he has been taking care of Xi Yunting carefully, avoiding all words that can be associated with cultivation in front of him.

Even the disciples of the Chongxuan Sect were refused by him to visit.

Xi Yunting was seriously injured and had to lie down all the way.

Now that there is no real energy to give the body energy, Xi Yunting has to rely on food to supplement nutrition.

Chen Xiao cooks nutritious meals for him in different ways every day, it's hard for him to find such different kinds of food on the road.

"Brother, can you eat some more?" Chen Xiao poked his head, holding a bowl, and looked at Xi Yunting with concern.

Xi Yunting could only eat some liquid food, and he couldn't move all the time, which made him unable to eat. Seeing Xiaodi's anxious eyes turned red, he reluctantly drank another bowl.

Shaking his head, Xi Yunting firmly rejected the third bowl.

Seeing that he stopped eating, Chen Xiao ate his dinner with a bowl in his hand.

These days, Chen Xiao eats whatever Xi Yunting eats, at most, he eats more dry food.

He had been a patient for many years, and he didn't like being treated specially. If there were two different sets of food on the table, it would be better not to eat together.

After eating, Xi Yunting fell asleep, and Chen Xiao walked out of the frame where they were.

Tonight they were stationed by a river valley and hadn't showered for several days. Chen Xiao planned to find a quiet place to wash up in the dark.

As soon as he reached the small river, he saw Tong Nuonuo squatting by the river alone.