A Feng Shui Master's Guide to Cultivating Immortals

Chong Shan heard it for the first time, and said in surprise: "He was also an immortal cultivator in his previous life? No wonder this companion magic weapon is so powerful, it can withstand Fu Wumo's blow for a while."

Xi Yunting shook his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, "No, brother Xiao was just an ordinary person in his previous life."

Chongshan was dying of curiosity, but no matter how much he asked, Xi Yunting refused to say anything.

He was scratching his head, when a fairy from Yanyan Palace came in, and he told Chongshan and Xi Yunting solemnly: "Immortal King, Young Emperor, something is wrong!"

Fu Lingtian's dying warning was still in his ears, and the catastrophe he predicted appeared in a way that no one expected.

Xi Yunting and Chong Shan stood on the top of the highest mountain in the Canglan Region, looking from a distance, the abyss was at the end of the sky, and there was already complete darkness there.

The strong evil spirit of death gathered in the sky to form black clouds, separated by thousands of miles, one could clearly feel the ominousness.

This is because the people who live here are all immortals. If they were in the lower realms, their lives would have already been devastated, and there would be dead bodies everywhere.

"The edge of the abyss, was it like this before?" Xi Yunting asked.

Chong Shan shook his head and said: "It is called an abyss, but it is just a huge crack with no bottom. There are steep and dangerous cliffs on both sides. Although there are no signs of life, the sky above is still blue."

After a moment of silence, Xi Yunting said: "Fu Lingtian is just the trigger to detonate all this, and the power of the dead land is spreading outward."

That black is polluting everything, whether it is birds and beasts, flowers and trees, or mountain rocks.

The evil spirit of death spread at an unusually fast speed, but in just one day, it had already eroded one-tenth of Cang Lan's land.

Wherever they went, the immortals all fled in terror.In just one night, the peace and comfort of the upper realm was shattered, and people were panicked, full of pessimism and despair.

As the fairy palace closest to the abyss, Biyuntian bears the brunt.At the current speed, within four or five days, the black death qi will spread there.

Chong Shan made a decisive decision: "Move to the palace immediately! Jiyu is the farthest place from the abyss. Fu Lingtian is dead, so it's just right to go there."

Xi Yunting shook his head and said, "Escape is not the way. The upper realm has a limited territory, and sooner or later it will overtake it."

Chong Shan said: "No matter how the energy in the dead land can't be infinite, what if this kind of diffusion stops within a few days."

Xi Yunting said calmly: "Do you dare to bet? If the source of the most evil is far deeper than we think, what will happen then?"

Chong Shan pursed his lips tightly, he really didn't dare to bet.He said anxiously, "So what?"

Xi Yunting stared in the direction of the abyss and said, "I want to go there and see for myself."

Chong Shan was startled, "Is it necessary?" Fu Lingtian's cage was once placed in the abyss, but the abyss was not as dangerous as it is now.

Xi Yunting narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "If brother Xiao is awake, he will definitely agree. He once said that the energy of the dead land cannot be without source. As long as this is clear, there will be a solution Law."

Chong Shan thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go with you!"

Although the abyss has changed drastically, he has been there before, and he has more experience than Xi Yunting, a person who has never been in contact with it.

The closer he was to the abyss, the more he was affected by the evil spirit of death. Xi Yunting's own aura was strong, but Chongshan felt uncomfortable all over, and had to strengthen his body's true energy many times.

Xi Yunting flew in the air, looking down.

There are dead animals everywhere, the death condition is extremely horrible and miserable, the seven orifices are bleeding, and the flesh and blood all over the body have turned into pus.Withered and fallen plants, blackened and rotting.The gases volatilized by the two mixed together, forming an extremely poisonous miasma.

Xi Yunting and Chong Shan closed the pores of their bodies and came to the edge of the abyss. At a glance, they could see the light black mist floating up from the bottomless crack.

Chong Shan motioned to Xi Yunting to follow him closely.

He didn't jump down hastily, but chose a place on the cliff where he could barely reach his strength, and descended section by section.

The darker the fog, the worse Chongshan's face became.

Gradually, his vision disappeared, and he couldn't see his fingers in the black mist.

Chongshan could only rely on his experience to continue to explore.Afraid that Xi Yunting would be lost, he transmitted voices from time to time.

Going down to a certain depth, the cliff disappears and there is complete emptiness in all directions.

Chongshan said via voice transmission: "The next section is the cage where Fu Lingtian was imprisoned before."

It is precisely because he can sense this cage that Chongshan has the confidence to lead Xi Yunting.

At the Cage Palace, there is only half the distance to the dead land.Among the abyss, Chongshan is the deepest and has only been here.

Xi Yunting looked around, he had seen this place under the effect of the dream trick.

At the beginning, there was a white mist around here, but now it is as black as ink, and even the palace wall that is close to it can't be seen.

Vision has completely lost its role here.

The cold that emanated from his soul made Chong Shan shiver uncontrollably.

He solemnly sent a voice transmission to Xi Yunting: "I have never set foot below. You have seen the situation here, are you sure you want to continue down?"

Xi Yunting said: "Yes." After a pause, he asked Chongshan to describe his current feeling in detail.

"I feel very cold, bone-piercing cold. Also, since I entered the abyss, I have continuously produced various, various negative emotions." Chong Shan said in a bad tone.

You must know that he is very proud and narcissistic in his bones.

But at this moment, his heart is filled with hatred caused by jealousy of Xi Yunting.

What is he jealous of Xi Yunting?He didn't think he was that inferior.

Could it be that he subconsciously resented the fact that he was alone because he saw too many pictures of these two together?

But that was just a little bit of small emotion, but it was magnified here, and it even affected his emotions.

What frightened him was that he knew something was wrong, but he couldn't control himself.

Xi Yunting didn't feel the cold, he just had some difficulty in moving and needed more energy.Although it was strenuous, it was much easier than being stuck with the concentrated black mucus that day.

He said through a voice transmission: "Immortal King, let's go here, thank you for leading me, I can go to the dead and silent place by myself."

Just like what Chongshan said, his life started here, and there is an indelible connection with it, nothing can really trap him.

He didn't wait for Chongshan to reply, and plunged down.

Chong Shan yelled a few words, but got no response from him.

Various expressions flashed across his face, and finally he overcame the dark emotions that shouldn't belong to him, chased after Xi Yunting, and fell down.

I don't know how long he fell down, but Chong Shan never caught up with Xi Yunting.

Just when he was worried that he would not be able to find Xi Yunting, suddenly there was a strange sense of presence in front of him, whistling and sprinting past.

Chong Shan was quite frightened, even his movements became cautious.

Although the shape of that thing was different, he still recognized it at a glance. It was the power that controlled Fu Lingtian.

Sure enough, there is more than one such thing!

Before he knew it, he had come to the land of death.

Chong Shan suddenly became anxious, afraid that he would follow in Fu Lingtian's footsteps.

But what to be afraid of.There are too many powers of unknown origin roaming here, Chongshan is like a lamb falling into a pack of wolves, and he is immediately targeted.

A mass of thick objects hit Chong Shan's face head-on, all kinds of churning resentment, desire, tyranny, jealousy, and desperate negative emotions seemed to materialize, and soon he felt suffocated.

However, compared with the cold death breath, these negative emotions are nothing.

Chongshan felt that he could not escape this disaster, and slowly gave up struggling.

When he was about to sink into eternal silence, a fresh force pulled him out of the desperate situation.

Chong Shan was like a rescued drowning person, gulping out black liquid.

He firmly grasped Xi Yunting's hand, absorbing the warm sun-like power from him.

"Go, get out of here!" He spoke with difficulty.

Xi Yunting didn't speak, and rushed out with Chong Shan.

When they returned the same way and climbed up the cliff, Chong Shan collapsed to the ground.

Compared with the thick dead air below, the poisonous miasma above also smells fresh.

Finally recovering, Chong Shan turned over and sat up. Xi Yunting was still standing on the edge, looking into the abyss, with a deep and terrifying expression.

Rubbing his uncomfortable chest due to excessive vomiting, Chongshan asked: "What are those disgusting things?"

Xi Yunting turned around and said solemnly: "It is the resentment that has nowhere to go after the death of a living being." Chongshan showed an incomprehensible expression, "After the death of a cultivator, the body returns to the earth, and the true essence in the body returns to the earth again. Between heaven and earth, there are only various obsessions that cannot be resolved before death, and there is no way back."

Chong Shan was stunned, "After death, the soul does not exist. There are also dead cultivators who turn to spiritual cultivation, but even if the spiritual cultivation dies, it is just the death of the soul body, and the death of the body."

Xi Yunting said: "It is precisely because there is no soul that these resentful obsessions have no place to store. The gathering in the abyss is probably full of the resentment of all the celestial beings in the whole world. The evil spirit of death is naturally generated in the yin. But if you add these resentments that have gathered huge negative energy, filth will be born."

Chong Shan digested what he said, and said, "How can this kind of filth be removed?"

Xi Yunting said, "I don't know."

Chongshan was anxious: "Doesn't it mean that once you know the source of this thing, you can figure out a way?"

Xi Yunting shook his head helplessly: "I can only make this inference, and I can't think about it. If Brother Xiao is here, I may come up with more ideas."

Chong Shan immediately said: "Let's go back right away!"

The two of them flew back to Biyuntian and came to Xuanying Palace.Chen Ling was still in a deep sleep, with no intention of waking up.

Chongshan called him a few times, which hurt his consciousness, and there was no way to wake up the person who was in a deep sleep.

Xi Yunting just sat quietly on the bedside, as if he wanted to seize the last moment, and carefully looked at Chen Xiao'an's sleeping face.