A Feng Shui Master’s Guide to Cultivation

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...

Chapter 25: A crime of possessing a treasure

The bronze tripod fell to the ground, just like a heavy hammer, hitting the chest of the people in the courtyard. A clear wave of air gushed out from the bronze tripod. The powerful force blew the onlookers upside down and hit the wall. Then they fell to the ground and rolled into a pile, squeezed into the corner.

Chen Xiao was caught off guard and was blown away by the air wave like the other guys. But they were lucky because they had a lot of cushions behind them. Whether they hit the wall or fell on the ground, they had a cushion and were not injured.

The others who were standing closer and on the outermost periphery were in a miserable state, being hit and crushed. In addition, they hit the wall and fell to the ground, and were injured to varying degrees.

After the copper tripod erupted once, it calmed down again and stood there. The multi-treasure pattern seemed to still have some power left, and it glowed slightly. If you looked closely at this time, you could find that the copper tripod was trembling slightly, making an inaudible hum.

Chen Xiao recovered his breath and was very worried about the secondary injury. He ignored the pain in his body and hurriedly got up to check the bronze tripod. He was relieved when he found that it was motionless.

At this time, the courtyard was in a mess, and the injured were groaning. Chen Xiao saw this disaster scene and felt guilty. It was all his fault. He didn't understand the nature of this world and rashly used his previous experience to judge. As a result, the bronze tripod was much stronger than he thought, causing such a senseless accident.

Chen Xiao did not dwell on his guilt. The most important thing now was to rescue everyone. Those who were less seriously injured like him were shocked by the scene. Chen Xiao directed them to help the people up one by one and check their injuries. Then he asked the uninjured servants to go to the clinic and ask for a doctor.

Chen Xiao helped Pang Hemu up from the crowd: "Boss, are you okay?"

Pang Hemu was completely confused at the moment, with an expression on his face that he didn't understand what was going on. He looked at Chen Xiao for a while before he regained his consciousness: "Xiao Han...what's going on?"

Chen Xiao looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them. He lowered his voice and said, "It was my mistake. I didn't expect the aura of the bronze tripod to be so strong. The collision of the auras of both sides caused this disaster."

Pang Hemu looked at him incredulously: "Is it true that the copper tripod with multi-treasure patterns was the cause just now?"

Chen Xiao looked at him apologetically and nodded. But Pang Hemu didn't blame him at all. His eyes widened and he even showed an ecstatic expression: "This is real! It's a real immortal antique! It's a real immortal antique--" His voice became louder and louder, and he even shouted.

The people who were lying or sitting nearby, holding their arms and covering their chests and groaning, heard Pang Hemu's shout. They immediately stopped groaning in pain, and quickly turned over and climbed up, and gathered around Pang Hemu.

"What did you just say?" "Is this caused by the bronze tripod?" This is doubtful.

"You are not blind. Didn't you see that it was the gust of air coming out of the bronze tripod that blew the man over?" "This must be an antique from an immortal, or a relic! It's a magic weapon!" These are believed.

"Antique from the Immortal—" "Really, it's real! I'm so lucky to see this treasure!" Although some people in the yard were injured, no one was seriously injured. At this moment, no one cared about the minor injuries and pains on their bodies. They were all excited because they saw the power of the bronze tripod with their own eyes.

"It's actually true..." Boss Sheng said in a lost voice. He was covered in dirt, holding his broken arm with one hand, standing there in despair, not wanting to believe the truth.

If it was the situation before, he would have the confidence to use his tongue to convince people that Pang Hemu was cheating and using the bronze tripod to pretend to be an antique from an immortal. But now, he couldn't do that. Seeing is believing. So many people saw the strange phenomenon displayed by the bronze tripod. No matter how eloquent he was, he couldn't convince people to believe what he said.

As soon as the Beast Flower and Treasure Pattern Tripod appeared, Boss Sheng knew that he could not stop the Snow Seeking Immortal Pavilion from dominating. Regardless of whether the bronze tripod was an antique of immortals or not, Pang Hemu's store would become famous. He deliberately joined forces with several other stores to spread rumors and slander Pang Hemu. He just wanted to use the situation of the debate conference to stir up Sheng Hui's reputation. This time, he failed to gain anything, and the bronze tripod would definitely become famous all over the world because of this strange phenomenon, and his Sheng Hui would become a clown in the anecdotes of the bronze tripod. It was really too late to regret!

A crowd was standing around the bronze tripod in amazement when they heard a voice from the air: "Who was fighting here before?"

Someone looked up upon hearing the voice and exclaimed in surprise: "It's actually an immortal master!"

A middle-aged man with gray hair and beard in tight clothes slowly descended from the sky. He was looking at the people in the courtyard with dignity and asked again: "Who was fighting here just now? Do you know?"

Everyone present was full of questions, not understanding what this immortal master who suddenly appeared meant. As the landlord, Pang Hemu recognized the man in front of him and took the initiative to ask, "May I ask if this immortal master is the worshiper of the City Lord's Mansion?"

The middle-aged man looked at him and said, "Exactly. Are you the owner of this place?"

Pang Hemu was so nervous that his palms were sweating. Although he was chasing after the immortal master in the immortal sect, these immortal cultivators hidden in the county town were also existences that could not be underestimated. He replied respectfully: "I am the owner of this place, my name is Pang Hemu."

The middle-aged man hummed and asked, "Do you know about the vibration just now? Did you see who caused it?"

Pang Hemu looked strange for a moment, then realized that the immortal cultivator was attracted by the movement of the bronze tripod. He quickly recounted what had just happened.

The middle-aged man then revealed a surprised expression: "I see. The city lord felt a vibration in the garden before, and thought that someone had violated a taboo and was fighting in the city. The city lord was entertaining guests and was very unhappy to be disturbed. He ordered me to come and check and catch the offender."

When Pang Hemu heard that the mayor of the city was alarmed by this matter, his legs went weak immediately. Although the mayor of the city did not care about the affairs, he was the one who had the final say in the entire county. If he did not like the Pang family, he could just move his finger and the Pang family would be finished.

Just when Pang Hemu was filled with panic, the middle-aged man walked over. Seeing him coming, the people who had gathered around him quickly moved aside, revealing the bronze tripod in the center.

In the crowd, the inconspicuous Chen Xiao looked at the immortal master with curiosity. This was the fourth immortal master he had seen since he came here. He was very different from the three from the Chongxuan Sect. First of all, he looked older. Not only were his hair and beard gray, but fine lines also appeared at the corners of his eyes and lips.

Chen Xiao didn't know how high this person's cultivation was, but he was sure that he was not as powerful as Xi Yunting, and was about the same as the two nephews of the Chongxuan Sect. He only drew the conclusion based on the aura of this person, which was not necessarily accurate.

The middle-aged man looked at the bronze tripod and said, "It turns out to be a medicine tripod, and a mid-grade medicine tripod, which is rare." After that, he walked around the bronze tripod and looked at the multi-treasure pattern carefully. After reading it, he showed a regretful expression on his face: "The rune of this tripod has been broken, and it can no longer be used."

Then, the middle-aged man turned to look at Pang Hemu: "Is this tripod yours?" Pang Hemu replied timidly: "I got it from a descendant of the royal family of Zheng State. It is said to have been passed down from his ancestors. The origin and name are very clear, and there is nothing false. Please judge for yourself, Master."

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "I'm not asking you to find out the origin of this tripod. Although this tripod has become a decoration and can no longer be used to make elixirs, the materials used are rare. If the news leaks out, it would be good if you meet a righteous person, who would be willing to talk to you and do ordinary business. But if you meet an evil person, it would be easy to kill people and take the tripod."

Pang Hemu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He knelt tremblingly in front of the middle-aged man and said, "Master, what should I do? Please teach me!"

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "This tripod is only a source of trouble if it stays in your hands. I'll give you some spiritual beads and I'll take the tripod away." After that, he took out a small bag, took out some and put them away, and threw the small bag into Pang Hemu's arms. Then, he lifted the ear of the bronze tripod with one hand, stood up lightly, and disappeared quickly.

Pang Hemu watched helplessly as the City Lord's Mansion's offering took the bronze tripod away. Although the other party gave him a spiritual pearl as a reward, he was still heartbroken. He sighed with disappointment. The immortal master was right. If the bronze tripod continued to stay in his hands, it might bring him great fame, but it would only be a disaster, not a blessing. It is a crime to possess a treasure, that's the truth.

Pang Hemu was not someone who could not distinguish the importance of things. No matter how sad he was, he could only accept the result. Just assume that he had no fate with the medicine cauldron.

The people who were gathered around also saw the bronze tripod being taken away. They did not feel that Pang Hemu was shocked. Instead, they felt that the development of the situation made this matter even more magical. They witnessed an immortal antique showing a strange phenomenon, which attracted a real immortal cultivator. In the end, the immortal cultivator gave Pang Hemu a fortune that must be considerable, and took away the bronze tripod. No matter how you look at it, this is a good story that is worthy of being passed down to future generations.

As they talked about it, the people in the yard received treatment from the doctors who rushed over. As people talked about it with relish, this magical story quickly spread from the Taxue Xunxian Pavilion to the entire Antique Street, making many people who missed it very regretful.

As the people who participated in the debate today returned to their hometowns, this incident would spread to the entire Dai Kingdom. Pang Hemu and Taxue Xunxian Pavilion would also become famous as the story spread.

On the contrary, no one noticed Boss Sheng's silent and dejected departure. He went from being one of the two protagonists today to being even less than a background figure, and was completely forgotten.

At this time, the middle-aged man who took the bronze tripod returned to the city lord and reported the cause of the incident and the results of the handling.

The city lord was very satisfied. After letting the middle-aged man leave, he smiled and said to today's guest, Xi Yunting, a Jindan cultivator from the Chongxuan Sect: "Artifacts like these with rune arrays must not fall into the hands of mortals. Just like today, it was triggered for some reason, but fortunately no one died."

Xi Yunting, who was sitting next to him, picked up a glass of fragrant spirit wine and touched his lips. He thought thoughtfully, so the Taxue Xunxian Pavilion that person mentioned is here...