Chen Xiao's mind was filled with thousands of words. He wanted to say that it was a pity that you didn't get to eat the roasted yellow sheep; he wanted to say that he had absorbed a lot of karma this time, and he was about to be promoted again; he wanted to say that he learned ten spells, but only seven were useful, and three were very disappointing... These few words, when put together, just expressed one meaning: he missed the days when he had his brother to share his company with him. Although there was no separation, although there was only a door between them, he still missed each other.

Realizing this, Chen Xiao couldn't help but feel embarrassed to say it out loud given his face.

Chen Xiao shouted and said nothing but looked at Xi Yunting. This made Xi Yunting's eyes flicker and he raised his arm slightly.

——What is he going to do? Chen Xiao held his breath and looked at him, nervous and expectant.

"Chen Xiao, what do you want to talk to me about?" Tong Nuonuo's voice came closer and closer. Xi Yunting's hand paused, and finally just patted his arm, which made Chen Xiao disappointed and regretful.

Tong Nuonuo hurried over and glanced at Xi Yunting in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Xi has come out of retreat, congratulations on your successful promotion!"

After Xi Yunting came out of retreat, he was at the eighth level of the Golden Core Stage, only one step away from the Nascent Soul Stage. In the world of immortal cultivation, the Nascent Soul Stage is the biggest watershed, dividing cultivators into two different classes.

The number of practitioners at each level is like a pyramid, the higher you go, the fewer there are. If the proportion of Jindan stage practitioners is one in a thousand, then Yuanying stage practitioners are only one in ten thousand. In the later stages of cultivation, promotion is not only based on the accumulation of true essence, but also depends more on understanding and opportunity.

Xi Yunting nodded gently as a response. Tong Nuonuo didn't care, as he was used to his somewhat cold personality. He stood in front of Chen Xiao and asked, "I heard that you had something to ask me, so I came to find you as soon as I came out. What's so urgent?"

Chen Xiao remembered the important matter. He took out the blueprint he had drawn in advance from the storage box and handed it to Tong Nuonuo: "Help me make a tool. This is an auxiliary tool used by Feng Shui masters. It is called Luojingyi, also known as compass."

Tong Nonuo glanced at it. Chen Xiao's drawing was very detailed, and it was no problem for him, a mechanical engineer. Tong Nonuo said, "That's easy. But you wrote that the materials for making this compass can be wood and metal, so what are the property requirements for this wood and metal?"

The golden energy was identified as earth, so he said, "Earth-related materials are good."

Tong Nuonuo nodded: "I understand, I'll make it for you soon." He folded the drawing and stuffed it into his sleeve, "Is there anything else you want me to help you with?"

Chen Xiao said: "Nothing else."

Tong Nuonuo turned around and left without hesitation. He said, "Then I'll go back first. I'll wait until the compass is ready..."

He came in a hurry, and left in an even more hurried manner. This royal garden had been empty for three or four years, and no one had taken care of it. It was only simply cleaned up before they moved in, and there were still many places that had not been repaired. Tong Nuonuo happened to step on a damaged stone slab, and his foot twisted, and he fell to the ground with a loud "smack".

Chen Xiao was startled, and quickly walked over to him and helped Tong Nuonuo up: "Are you okay?"

Tong Nuonuo fell to the ground with his face, his forehead, nose, and mouth were all red or swollen. Fortunately, as a cultivator, he had an excellent physique, so he didn't fall and get his head broken and bloody. But even so, the impact on his fragile nose still made the round-faced boy's eyes instantly red, and tears welled up.

He pursed his lips, trying to endure the soreness, numbness, and pain, and said, "My face is fine, but I think I sprained my foot."

Chen Xiao squatted down and reached out to pull off his boots and socks, revealing his swollen ankle. Chen Xiao frowned and couldn't help but ask, "How could he be injured so badly?" Tong Nuonuo is a cultivator in the foundation building stage! Falling on flat ground shouldn't happen.

Tong Nuonuo groaned in pain, and said in confusion: "I don't know either. I wanted to hold on for a while, but I don't know what happened. I couldn't use the strength in my legs, and I fell down as soon as they softened."

As the chief culprit, Yun Ting had seen this situation too many times. When he was just promoted out of retreat, his special ability was most likely to go out of control. He was annoyed and walked over and said, "I'm afraid Tong Daoyou was influenced by me."

Tong Nuonuo covered her nose and said in a muffled voice: "It was my own carelessness. How can it be blamed on Fellow Daoist Xi?"

Xi Yunting paused and said, "There is a reason why I say that." Xi Yunting briefly told them that he had been unlucky since he was a child. Although he was able to control it after his cultivation level reached a high level, he would lose control for a short period of time after each promotion.

Tong Nuonuo was skeptical and said, "It's not that serious, right? If I wasn't so anxious and walked more carefully, I wouldn't have stepped on the broken board."

Chen Xiao was also surprised when he heard Xi Yunting mention it for the first time. Before, he only knew that Xi Yunting could transform and control the evil spirit on his own, but he didn't realize that there was uncontrolled evil spirit around him.

Xi Yunting looked at the two of them steadily and said, "Then how do you understand why you suddenly can't use your strength and can't turn over to avoid it?"

Tong Nuonuo was speechless, blinking violently, revealing an incredible expression for a long while: "Now that you put it that way, it's really bizarre!"

Xi Yunting's eyes were slightly bitter. "Not only is it bizarre, it's also hard to guard against. Although I have mastered a method to dispel it after my retreat, I still can't stop it in advance."

Chen Xiao stood up and said, "Brother, don't be discouraged. It's not always like this. I'm fine."

Xi Yunting turned his head and looked at him and said, "Before I met Brother Xiao, it was indeed the same thing. But that kind of bad luck doesn't seem to have any effect on Brother Xiao. I have always wanted to figure out why Brother Xiao was not affected."

Tong Nuonuo's ankle was injured and it was inconvenient for him to move, so Chen Xiao and Xi Yunting helped him sit down at the table. Practitioners always have medicine for injuries and sprains. Chen Xiao applied the medicine to him while thinking.

The medicine worked quickly, and soon the blood clots were dissolved and the swelling went down. Tong Nuonuo put on his socks and boots by himself, got up and walked around. Apart from a slight pain, there was no other effect.

Chen Xiao stood in front of the desk, picked up a piece of talisman paper and spread it on the table. He cleaned the brush in the brush washer, took out a clean dish, and poured in the ink for writing. He looked up and said, "I think I know why I am the only one who is not affected."

Tong Nuonuo gently moved his ankles to speed up the absorption of the medicine. He held the table with one hand and asked, "Why?"

Chen Xiao said affirmatively: "Because of Feng Shui." Xi Yunting looked at him in surprise, and Chen Xiao nodded at him, "Feng Shui has many abilities to avoid disasters and resolve misfortunes. I studied this art and of course I am not affected by the bad luck brought by my elder brother."

It seemed natural that the luck that Chen Xiao absorbed from practicing Feng Shui would protect him from being affected. However, this was only the superficial reason. The real reason was - the compass!

In addition to its auxiliary functions, the compass itself also has the characteristics of a Feng Shui artifact, which can ward off evil and bring good luck. Not to mention that the compass in Chen Xiao's sea of ​​consciousness is not only a Feng Shui artifact, but also has the magical power to absorb and transform luck into vitality.

Tong Nuonuo asked: "Chen Xiao, do you have any way to prevent people like us who don't know Feng Shui from being affected by Fellow Daoist Xi?" Although a fall like this wouldn't cause any serious injuries, it's still best to avoid it if possible. After all, it hurts.

Chen Xiao picked up the pen and said, "The compass I asked you to make has the ability to resolve disasters. But I think it's impossible for ordinary people to carry a compass with them all the time. There is another way that should work."

He calmed his mind and circulated his vital energy silently. He bent down slightly, put the tip of the pen on the talisman paper, and quickly drew a rune that they had never seen before.

In Chen Xiao's eyes, the vitality made the talisman paper emit a faint light, and then it was slowly absorbed by the talisman. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It's done. This is a peace talisman, a kind of paper talisman that protects safety in Feng Shui. But it's not learned from talismans. If I draw it like this, I'm worried that it won't be effective."

He used to do Feng Shui for others, and was not good at drawing talismans. He would just use the ones drawn by others. But he had seen them so many times that he memorized the lines of the talismans. After learning the spells here, he also mastered the skill of drawing talismans, and succeeded after only one attempt.

He picked up the amulet and blew on it, then handed it to Tong Nuonuo, "You keep this amulet until Big Brother can regain control of his power."

Tong Nuonuo looked at the lines on the talisman, which were completely unfamiliar fonts. The mysterious feeling that came over him made him feel awe-inspiring. After the ink on the paper talisman was completely dry, Tong Nuonuo carefully put it away. He no longer dared to run around in a hurry, and he walked back slowly.

Tong Nuonuo had disappeared, and Xi Yunting was still a little confused and couldn't believe it.

The problem that had troubled him for so long was first solved with Xiaodi's advice, and then Xiaodi found a way to prevent it. It seemed that all the hesitation, pain, loneliness and emptiness he had experienced before were for the relief of this moment when all the shackles were removed.

He was extremely grateful to God for allowing him to meet the person in front of him. He was not only his friend and brother, but also the person he cherished most in his life.

Chen Xiao lowered his head and started drawing the second picture. Looking at his focused profile, the slightly warm feeling in his chest fermented into a surging wave. An impulse drove him to say something, to do something. But he was not good at expressing himself, and didn't know how to start or where to begin.

Standing silently beside the table, Xi Yunting watched Chen Xiao finish several paintings in a row.

Chen Xiao used up his energy to draw a dozen amulets. He left one for Tang Ru and folded the rest until they were dry. He handed them to Xi Yunting, "Take these, big brother. When you find yourself unable to control that kind of power again, give them to someone around you to carry with you, and you can avoid any problems."

Xi Yunting took the amulet and looked at Chen Xiao deeply: "Brother Xiao, you are so thoughtful. I don't know how to thank you."

Chen Xiao smiled warmly: "I am very happy to do this for you, and I don't need your thanks." Then he remembered something and said, "Why don't you tell me about your past? My life experience is very simple, and you know it all. I am also very curious about your past experiences."