A Feng Shui Master's Guide to Cultivating Immortals

After Chen Xiao finished speaking, she wanted to jump down, but Chong Shan stopped him, "You go in the middle."

He was resolute, and Chen Xiao couldn't resist, so he had to be surrounded in the center.

A group of people moved slowly and cautiously along the direction of the cliff, groping deeply.

As soon as he walked down two or 300 meters, Chen Xiao felt a force disturbing him, causing him to have various distracting thoughts.

He immediately took out the compass from the storage box and held it. Although it was damaged, the unused vitality stored in it before could still protect him.

In terms of attributes, the vitality transformed from qi circulation is positive energy relative to this negative energy. Although Chen Xiao has the lowest strength among the crowd, he is the least affected.

The deeper you went down, the darker the surroundings became, and soon Chen Ling could not see at all.

His consciousness was injured, so he couldn't use perception instead of eyes to observe the surroundings, and the compass also lost its function. With his sense of direction, he also felt at a loss at this time.

At this time, a hand stretched out, grabbed his arm, and sent a voice transmission to him, asking him to follow.Chen Ling could tell that this person was the closest saint to him.

It turned out that Chongshan called for someone specifically because Chen Xiao couldn't use his perception, to lead Chen Xiao at this time.

He fell down for a while, holding his hand more and more forcefully, as if he was holding back something.

Through a layer of haze, Chen Ling could feel how strong the interference of that negative emotion was, not to mention the Saint Immortals who directly endured it.

That hand let go of him abruptly, and in Chen Ling's voice of "What's wrong with you?", there was a loud roar, and he rushed into the abyss.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Chen Xiao grabbed a few hands around in a panic, "Senior?"

The other hand, who didn't know who it was, grabbed his hand and pulled him, "This way!"

Chen Xiao was dragged, he sent a voice transmission to the other party and asked, "What happened to that senior just now?"

The saint was silent for a while, before saying: "His mind is occupied by negative emotions, and he has fallen into hallucinations and confusion. If he is lucky, he can wake up, and he will leave the abyss by himself. You just concentrate on looking for the young emperor, no need Leave him alone."

He only said that he would wake up if he was lucky, but if he couldn't wake up, did he just fall into chaos and get lost in the abyss?

He really didn't know that these saints would pay such a price to escort him.

Listening to the meaning of the holy fairy's words, they obviously knew it in advance, and they were all mentally prepared for it.

Chen Xiao was shocked and deeply moved, and couldn't help but shed tears.

He was only immersed in anxiety and anger, but the actions of the saints woke him up.

Even if it is not for selfish desires, there are still so many people in this world who are worthy of saving.

This strengthened Chen Xiao's heart, he could only succeed, not fail!

He wiped away his tears, and came to the depths of the abyss in the relay of saints one after another.

It has been a long time since the last saint who let go of him lost himself and rushed into the abyss.

After waiting for a while, no one came to grab him and take him away. Only then did Chen Xiao confirm that there was no one who was still sane around here except him.

For the rest of the way, he can only rely on himself.

The body of the evil spirit has begun to appear nearby, but it is obvious that Xi Yunting is not here, and he may be in a deeper place.

The compass and sense of direction were useless, and vision and perception were all abolished. Chen Xiao could only walk in one direction based on intuition.

He didn't know how long he had walked, and he didn't know if he was walking in a straight line, let alone if he was going in circles.

Surrounded by a dark environment, people are prone to mental problems after a long time.Not to mention, the surroundings are full of evil spirits of death and resentment, which have a strong negative impact.

The last bit of energy on the astrolabe was exhausted, lost its protection, and all kinds of emotions flooded in. Chen Xiao fell into hallucinations and chaos.

Sometimes he laughed and cried, sometimes roared crazily, and sometimes punched and kicked non-existent people, extremely excited.

In a trance, his long-term memory was turned up again, reminding him of his experience of being abducted when he was young, resulting in being separated from his parents and becoming a street child.

His emotions fell into a trough, and his life was hopeless and gloomy, which made him so desperate and painful that he wanted to end his life.

His face was full of tears, his eyes were dull, and his dull eyes were full of darkness.

At this moment, a dim light suddenly lit up in a corner of the field of vision.

The light was very weak, but in complete darkness, it was even more dazzling than the sun.

Chen Ling looked down dully, and the compass in his hand was glowing!

He broke free from the chaos, his eyes brightened.

The compass had been tightly held in his hand, but at this moment it flew up and floated in front of Chen Ling.

The light was emitted from the gap on the disk, and it became brighter and brighter. The radiant light seemed to be opened for a long time, and Chen Ling felt that he was sucked in.

The other end of the light was white clouds and blue sky, Chen Ling blocked his eyes with his arms, and only after the pain in his eyes passed, could he see the scene in front of him clearly.

It was a small courtyard that he was all too familiar with. It was a two-story building with a large terrace on one side of the second floor, filled with all kinds of flowers.

In the corner of the terrace is a flower stand covered with wisteria. Under the flower stand is a small coffee table with a teapot and a small power amplifier.

A melodious female voice came from the power amplifier, babbling and singing the southern ditty that Chen Xiao was familiar with.

An old man with white hair was wearing a soft and comfortable white exercise suit, holding a watering can in his hand, bending over to water a pot of orchids.

While watering the flowers, he followed the female voice leisurely and hummed the little tune.

Chen Xiao blurred her eyes, approached unknowingly, choked up and called out: "Master!"

The old man's movements stopped, he turned around hesitantly, and his eyes under his eyebrows were fixed on Chen Xiao's body.

Chen Xiao ran over excitedly, and shouted loudly: "Master! I'm the one who's back!"

He knelt down in front of the old man, and the watering can in the old man's hand fell to the ground. He bent down to hold his arms, and looked at him excitedly: "It's Chen Ling?! Is it you?"

"It's me!" Chen Ling hugged the old man and cried bitterly.

The old man stroked the top of his head in relief, and said, "What an idiot, don't cry. This is what you are doing now? Are you doing well?"

"Okay!" Chen Ling nodded vigorously, stood up with Master's strength, and helped the old man to sit on the rocking chair beside the coffee table.

The old man asked him to sit across from him, but he refused, and knelt and sat beside the old man's lap in attachment.

The old man questioned him carefully, Chen Ling didn't hide anything, even told him everything about meeting Xi Yunting, getting married with him, and ascending together.

After narrating the last experience in the abyss, Chen Xiao also completely recovered from the excitement of seeing Master again.

He turned his head and looked around, all this was too real to be imagined at all.

Looking at the slanting sun and her own shadow, Chen Xiao said in confusion, "Master, what's going on? I'm back?"

The old man looked at him lovingly, shook his head, and said, "No, this is just your consciousness, which is reflected in this world. Because your environment is very special, the two worlds may overlap. You pulled it over."

Chen Ling looked up and looked at the old man's white hair and wrinkles on his face: "How long has it been since I died?"

The old man said: "Two years. You don't have to be confused by this, the speed of time passing in different time and space is different. Maybe some worlds have spent thousands of years, but here is just a snap of your fingers."

Chen Ling nodded, and put it aside.

He asked again: "Master, what did you do back then, why did I wake up again, and was in the body of a boy in the world of heaven? And the compass..." He looked ashamed, "I broke it. "

The old man smiled slightly, and said: "It has fulfilled its mission, so it will be broken if it breaks. Nothing lasts forever, let alone a compass."

Chen Xiao said stubbornly, "But that's your compass, Master."

The old man said: "I have already given it to you, so it is yours."

Chen Ling lowered his head in frustration: "But I broke it."

The old man said: "Actually, it can still exist after sending you there, and it has played such a big role. I'm surprised." Chen Xiao looked up, and the old man showed a look of reminiscence, "You sacrifice your life and future, and you will also sacrifice your life and future." To extend my life to the end of my life, I was still very angry at the time, but I couldn't leave you alone."

Chen Xiao stood up on her knees, held the old man's hand, and said guiltily, "Master, it's all my fault that made you angry."

The old man sighed and patted him on the head: "or you are an idiot, you are too affectionate. How can I bear it, seeing that you still have a great brilliance, you will die young. After you pass away, I did not choose to be cremated, but to bury you in a place I had chosen in advance to fight for a chance of survival for you."

As a great master of Fengshui, Chen Xiao can guarantee that his current working experience far surpasses that of his master Fang Gu. He once guessed in every possible way what his master did to allow him to travel through time and space and resurrect his soul with a dead body.

He asked curiously, "How did Master do it?"

The old man said: "I chose a Jedi with a strong evil spirit and a very special terrain, and used my compass as a feng shui suppressor to set up this feng shui bureau for a narrow escape."

Chen Xiao said in astonishment: "The one who buried me turned out to be a Jedi?"

He had guessed that the master might use Feng Shui to deal with his funeral, and also judged that it was because of the relationship with the yin house that he had another life.

But he never expected that Fang Gu would do the opposite, no wonder he couldn't guess no matter how hard he guessed.

"That's right. A normal Jedi burial would only be the result of great evil, but I just used the compass to keep a chance of survival." When the old man talked about his most daring feng shui arrangement so far, he suddenly became full of spirits, "Infinite Life and death are dangerous, but there is only a chance to escape death."

While Chen Xiao was shocked, he was also speechless. No wonder he was always in danger of life and death, but he could always come back to life.

The old man's expression became serious, and he said: "This is a taboo gamble, and I didn't dare to expect it to really work. I just asked for a miracle and a psychological comfort." His brows softened again, "Now it seems that God is looking after you. That world chose you, and it gave you this opportunity."

"Opportunity?" Chen Ling was stunned, and murmured: "Heaven chose me? It gave me this opportunity, it also gave Yunting a chance, and it also gave it a chance to find itself!" The more he said, the more excited he was, directly Standing up, eyes brightened, "I see!"

The old man nodded in relief, stood up, and said to Chen Xiao, "You should go back."

Chen Ling turned her head and pulled his hands reluctantly. The old man patted the back of his hands, "Go ahead, grasp this new life. Knowing that you are still living in that world, I am satisfied."

Tears slid down from the corners of his eyes again, Chen Xiao hugged the old man, his figure faded away, and finally disappeared.

The old man took a step back and let out a long sigh, but then he smiled happily.

He sat on the rocking chair behind him, turned on the power amplifier, picked up a cattail fan, fanned it gently, and sang a ditty with the melodious female voice.