Chen Xiao was a Feng Shui master before his death. He changed his fate to save his master, but died of old age.
When he opened his eyes, he came to a world of immortal cultivation where there...
Chen Xiao thought the man would ask him a question, but it turned out that it was the nephew next to him who did it. Somehow, Chen Xiao felt a little disappointed.
Then he realized his extremely undesirable emotion. He was immediately shocked. No matter how rare and attractive the other person's aura was, it could not affect his mentality and judgment. So he seriously reflected on himself and secretly vowed to correct his attitude in the future and not be a "flower maniac" again.
The nephew looked at Chen Xiao and asked, "Explain why the location of the door and the stove should be changed when the house is renovated. Don't tell me that this is also a custom in other places."
On the way back to Chen's house, Chen Xiao had already prepared a plan for this question. Of course, he didn't tell the truth. Even if he told them about Feng Shui, the people here wouldn't understand.
However, the excuse he prepared was just on the tip of his tongue, but the man saw through him and he couldn't say it. He had a feeling that he couldn't lie in front of this man, because it would be dangerous. This instinctive intuition of animals to danger was something Chen Xiao didn't dare to ignore.
His nervous heartbeat almost stalled, causing Chen Xiao's chest to ache.
He really didn't dare to be an enemy of this unfathomable man in front of him. He could only change his strategy and tell the truth, but it was not easy to tell the truth in a way that people in this world could believe.
These thoughts flashed through the former Feng Shui master's mind in a very short time, and he soon sorted out his words. He was not panicking while thinking, but instead showed an obvious expression of organizing his words. The good impression he had accumulated in front of the nephew took effect, and the other party did not urge him impatiently.
After a while, Chen Xiao said, "I told you, but I'm afraid the two immortal masters won't believe me and think I'm talking nonsense."
Before the nephew could say anything, Fan Shiming couldn't wait to interrupt and said, "Your true colors are revealed! You are just making up lies. This is obviously an evil method!"
He had spoken without permission twice before his nephew, which had already made him unhappy. But he didn't notice it at all and did it again. The nephew could tolerate his offense before, but now with his uncle present, he would never allow anyone to be so presumptuous!
"You are so arrogant! You have no right to speak in front of your uncle!" A fierce look flashed in the nephew's eyes. He raised his hand and waved it. Fan Shiming flew out as if he was hit by an invisible cannonball and hit the wall of Chen's courtyard hard.
The courtyard wall of the Chen family was just adobe mud, and it couldn't withstand such a strong impact. The ground collapsed, smoke and dust filled the air, and Fan Shiming fell directly on the road outside the Chen family. It was also because the nephew didn't intend to kill him. Although Fan Shiming was seriously injured and vomited blood, his life was safe.
The immortal master attacked in anger, scaring everyone present. The followers who followed Fan Shiming were all outstanding students from previous schools. They were sponsored by the Fan family and served the Fan family in disguise. At this moment, everyone was silent, and no one dared to go over and help Fan Shiming out of the pile of dirt.
After dealing with Fan Shiming, the nephew said to Chen Xiao: "Tell me quickly, don't be vague! We will make our own judgment."
Chen Xiao was also frightened by the other party's sudden attack and hurting people, so he replied, "Yes, sir." He paused, and then said, "I was originally a clerk in an antique shop in the county city called Taxue Xunxian. The two immortal masters, please understand that in addition to ordinary things, this antique shop occasionally sells a few items handed down from ancient times, which are artifacts used by real immortal masters."
Having said that, the nephew already understood what Chen Xiao was going to say.
In the antique street, you can often hear about a lucky guy who found a big bargain, bought at a very low price and sold at a sky-high price, becoming rich overnight. Coincidentally, in the world of immortal cultivation, you can often hear about a lucky guy who got the ancient legacy. He inherited the mental method of a certain ancestor, practiced it in secret, and then suddenly appeared in the world and made a big splash. I think this kid from the Chen family also had a similar situation.
As expected, Chen Xiao then said, "I'm lucky. I came across this housing technique from an antique passed down by an immortal in the store. But the principles in the antique are too difficult, and I haven't read many books, so I can't understand more complicated ones. I only wrote down the housing techniques that involve doors, windows, and stoves, which are easy to understand. This housing technique talks about how to gather vitality in the house. People in the house who live in the vitality for a long time will benefit their bodies and will not get sick."
Housing art is another way of saying Feng Shui Yangzhai. Yangzhai corresponds to the residence of the living, while Yinzhai corresponds to the burial of the dead. Chen Xiao said this, except for where he got it from, everything else is true.
The nephew suddenly understood after hearing this. No wonder he always felt that the Chen family was strange. It turned out that it was because of the vitality. Compared with spiritual energy, vitality is insignificant to cultivators. No wonder he didn't notice it immediately.
After thinking for a while, he realized that he had never heard of this housing technique. However, there are three thousand great ways in this world, and the various techniques are more numerous than the stars in the sky. If he has never heard of it, it can only mean that it is very obscure, not that it does not exist.
If what the Chen family kid said was true, then he was lucky, but also unlucky. Lucky because he could find this kind of inheritance secret book in an ordinary antique shop. Unlucky because this house art is too unreliable, and it is not a practice method, but an auxiliary art.
However... Junior Brother glanced at Chen Xiao from head to toe. This man has no cultivation at all at this age. It seems that he has no talent for cultivation. Lucky or unlucky, it is useless to say.
The man's eyes were on Chen Xiao while he was talking. He slowly opened his mouth and asked, "Can you read?"
Chen Xiao was stunned for a moment before he replied, "Yes, when I was in the county town, I learned a few words from the masters in the store."
Chen Xiao knew that writing was the most important tool for understanding the world in any place. So, as soon as he started working, he pestered the masters in the shop to learn calligraphy. Those masters were unwilling to teach him the advanced techniques of how to identify immortal antiques, but he did not refuse to learn calligraphy.
The writing in this world has some similarities with that in the previous life, and it also evolved from pictograms. After mastering the rules, Chen Xiao can now recognize most of the words he uses in daily life.
The man didn't look at him again, but looked around the Chen family's house. He said to someone unknown, "Although this house art is insignificant, it is very useful for ordinary people and can be regarded as a skill."
The nephew dared not ignore the uncle's words. Regardless of whether he was talking to him or not, he immediately replied: "Mortals are afraid of birth, aging, illness and death. If you have such a skill and fall into the world, you will definitely be a stream flowing to the master."
Chen Xiao stood aside with his head lowered, pondering in his mind, was the words just now said to his nephew or to him?
The Chongxuan Sect is a famous and large sect in the Taoist sect. They also have more obscure techniques than this one, but they look down on this kind of small sect that can only gather people's anger. After asking about the changes in the house, the nephew showed his generosity and did not ask about other people's skills. This made Chen Xiaobai worried, thinking that the other party would get to the bottom of it.
In the case of the Chen family, after finding out that there was vitality gathering in the house, the nephew knew that it could not be an evil method. A typical characteristic of evil methods is plundering. If there is spiritual energy, it plunders spiritual energy, and if there is vitality, it plunders vitality. If people stay there for a long time, they will get sick, and in serious cases, they will lose their lives.
Since it is not an evil dharma, then it is slander.
The nephew also understood that Fan Shiming's jumping up and down was completely to pull the young man from the Wu family down and put him on the list again. If it weren't for this, the rumor would only be a rumor and would not become a handle to attack the Wu family.
Fan Shiming lay on the road for a while, and finally got up, only to find that the matter seemed to have been settled. He had not yet realized what would happen to him if he slandered the Wu family in front of the immortal master, and he did not take the immortal master's warning to heart at all.
He looked at Wu Xinzhi with hatred, and then stared at Chen Xiao with hatred and resentment. If the Wu and Chen families did not meet his expectations, they would have offended him. The immortal masters of the Chongxuan Sect did not care. After they left, he would see what he would do...
Fan Shiming was still thinking about how to take revenge on the Wu and Chen families when the crowd in front of him suddenly parted, exposing Fan Shiming, who was standing at the back, to the immortal masters.
He was still confused when he saw his nephew looking at him unkindly. He stood one step behind the man in black and said to him, "Fan Shiming, you exaggerate, spread rumors, and obstruct the hearing of others. You are not a good person and you have a bad character. You dared to disrupt the selection of disciples for the Chongxuan Sect today. By order of my uncle, you should be severely punished as a warning to others!"
Fan Shiming realized that something was wrong. He screamed and turned around to run home. It was useless for his nephew to attack him even if he ran to the horizon. Fan Shiming felt as if a cold iron hook had drilled into his stomach and stirred it violently. His internal energy was like a water tank with a hole in it, and it all ran away.
Fan Shiming screamed and fell to the ground, holding his lower abdomen: "My Dantian! My Dantian is broken! Dad! Mom! My Dantian is broken--"
The followers of the Fan family were all terrified. The young master of the Fan family's dantian was destroyed. From now on, he would be a useless person and could never practice again.
Some of these people felt that the punishment was too much. Nothing had happened to the Wu and Chen families, so why should Fan Shiming be punished so severely? However, they did not expect that in the eyes of the Immortal Master, the majesty of the Chongxuan Sect could not be offended, and punishing Fan Shiming was not the end.
The immortal master punished Fan Shiming, and then said to the followers of the Fan family present: "You are aiding and abetting the tyrant. You can escape the death penalty, but you cannot escape the punishment of living punishment!" As for these followers, he did not intend to destroy their dantian completely, but only knocked them down to a lower realm, so that they had to start practicing again.
These followers were the elite strength of the Fan family in this generation. Although the loss of a young master was heartbreaking for the Fan family, it was not a serious loss. However, if these vassals were demoted, it would cause a power gap in the Fan family, which the Fan family could not bear.
Immediately, the head of the Fan family, who had been hiding in the dark and paying close attention to the development of the situation, rushed over, shouting as he ran: "Master, Master, please show mercy--"
The man tilted his head slightly, his obsidian eyes flashed with a cold light, and the corners of his lips raised an emotionless arc: "Finally you are willing to show up..."