Xi Yunting pondered for a moment and said slowly: "This light array should be based on the true essence in the body of the cultivator. Your technique is special and is not included in this category."

After finishing the analysis, Xi Yunting looked up at Chen Xiao and saw that his eyes were flashing and his face was full of restraint, patience and excitement.

Xi Yunting was startled and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Chen Xiao took a deep breath, controlled himself and said to him, "You are so cute when you are serious with a straight face! I really, really want to kiss and hug you."

The lover's young age is already lovable, and the mature attitude revealed in his eyes and eyebrows creates a contradictory and conflicting charm that makes people feel even more irresistible.

Chen Xiao finally understood why in his previous life there were always women who couldn't help but scream when they saw cute things. He couldn't help but feel the same way at this moment.

But after all, he is a man, and a man who is slightly reserved and concerned about his reputation. No matter how crazy he is about Xi Yunting's cute appearance at the moment, he will not behave in such an inappropriate manner.

Moreover, he knew that his lover was as proud as he was, and was even more unwilling to let him lose face in front of outsiders. Showing affection was one thing, but losing face was another.

Even if Chen Xiao didn't know that he had unintentionally hurt Xi Yunting's self-esteem just now, he could still understand his mentality from his understanding of him.

This was different from the huge contrast with the weaker opponent just now. Chen Xiao's passionate eyes showed his love for him, which would not waver no matter what he looked like.

This made Xi Yunting feel relieved but also embarrassed. He lowered his eyes, and his silent actions revealed his inner feelings.

Chen Xiao was infected by his body language, and a sense of shyness surged in his heart. One of them lowered his head to endure the shame, while the other squatted and looked excited, each of them indulged in this affectionate and entangled atmosphere.

——Until it was broken by Jinghui’s babble.

"Can't you find me some decent clothes?!" As the youngest one in terms of physical age, he was so old that his speech was barely clear.

Chen Xiao was really worried. If he got any smaller, he wouldn't even be able to speak.

Deyuan patiently said to the dissatisfied Jinghui: "Uncle, none of us has more suitable clothes, you can only make do with this for now."

The white undershirt that Jinghui was wearing at the moment had been cut to the right length. There was no way to fix it as it was too big, so she could only tie it loosely with thin strips of cloth to prevent it from slipping off.

The baby's skin was too delicate, and the strong cloth worn by the practitioners would be torture if it touched it. Jinghui had no choice but to put up with it.

He complained, "You all have clothes that fit you, why don't you think of Master Uncle?"

Deyuan sighed softly, "Uncle Master, even if we want to conjure up a suitable piece of clothing for you, none of us can perform the Transfiguration spell."

As he spoke, Deyuan glanced secretly at Xi Yunting, implying that if Jinghui wanted suitable clothes, she could only ask Xi Yunting for help.

Jing Hui had just been scolded by Xi Yunting and didn't want to provoke him in the short term, so she could only say angrily: "Forget it, let's leave it at that for now."

Jing Hui stepped on the ground with her bare feet. Xiao Pang put his arms on his waist and asked, "What should we do next? Should we continue to go inside?"

Xi Yunting turned around to face him and said, "My opinion is to keep going forward until you pass the magic circle."

Jing Hui frowned her thin, light eyebrows and said, "Look at me now. If I walk any further, I will only become smaller. If I meet an enemy, I won't even have the chance to resist. It's too dangerous."

Xi Yunting said: "The magic array is effective against the true essence of cultivators. Others cannot escape the fate of becoming smaller. Why don't they give up chasing you? They want to set obstacles for us here and hinder us."

Zhao Fang immediately realized something and shouted, "If we get over there, even they won't be able to hurt anyone."

Jing Hui looked at her own little hands and feet and sneered, "You still want to fight me even though I'm like this? Do you want to bite me with your teeth?"

Deyuan looked at Jinghui's tiny teeth and held back from saying anything. He was afraid that by then there would be no teeth left, only gums?

Chen Xiao stood up and said, "My skills are special and are not affected by the magic circle. With this advantage, I am already invincible. My meaning is the same as big brother's. Keep moving forward."

Jing Hui's frown relaxed and she nodded: "You can't do anything to them, but at least you can protect us. It seems that I can only count on you."

Xi Yunting added: "Although Chongshan's magic array is dangerous, it does not kill us all. As long as you are willing to give up halfway, you can exit safely. I think this reversal also has an end, and it will not directly shrink people until they disappear."

If one could really transform a living person from an adult back to the state in the womb, this mountain is too magical. One can be called an immortal without even ascending to heaven.

After reaching an agreement, the group continued on their journey.

The smaller they are, the slower they walk and the less energy they have, so they have to rest after walking for a while.

This is because they are not real children. Real children would not be able to stand such a boring journey and would be too tired to move.

After walking for another two or three hours, Xi Yunting and the others reversed from being five or six years old to being three or four years old.

Jinghui's transformation finally stopped, and she became a baby who could only stand with difficulty and could not walk as fast as she could crawl.

He had no choice but to be carried by someone else, so Chen Xiao held him in his coat pocket and carried him on his back.

"Take a break. I think everyone has reached their limit." Chen Xiao looked at everyone's pale faces and dry white lips, and finally couldn't help it. "Now that you are smaller in size, you can't treat yourselves like adults."

Xi Yunting looked back at his disciples who seemed to be at the end of their strength and said, "Then let's rest here for a few hours and see what the situation is before we continue on our journey."

When the dolls who were trying to stand up heard this, they suddenly collapsed to the ground, groaning as if they could not bear the burden.

Jinghui on Chen Xiao's back had a nap early and was in good spirits. He patted Chen Xiao's shoulder and asked Chen Xiao to put him down.

He staggered to Xi Yunting and sat down on the ground. Feeling uncomfortable with the kneeling position, he changed to a bolder posture with his legs spread apart.

He said angrily and vaguely: "Among all the situations I have encountered in the past hundreds of years, this is really the most annoying experience I have ever had. I will never forget it in my life!" The tone of his words was complaining, and people could only barely tell that he was dissatisfied, and it was difficult to distinguish what he said specifically.

Chen Xiao was busy preparing to cook. If he was tired, he could recover by resting, but if he couldn't absorb spiritual energy, the energy he consumed could not be replenished.

He ground the smoked meat into minced meat and added training rations and water to make porridge. The stomachs of young cultivators could not tolerate anything that was too greasy, too heavy, or too hard to digest.

Xi Yunting sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Chen Xiao, whose temples were sweating, and felt distressed and apologetic, "You've worked hard, brother Xiao."

Chen Xiao smiled, walked over and sat next to him, raised his hand and gently touched his velvety smooth face, "It's not hard at all, I'm happy to do it."

Jing Hui simply ignored the two guys who were going about their daily routine, and spoke slowly, word by word: "Eating and drinking are not a big deal, but if they all become as big as me, how will they walk? We can't let Brother Chen carry them all by himself, right? How many people can he carry?" He was not stuttering, but had to speak slowly so that people could hear his pronunciation clearly.

Xi Yunting glanced at him and said, "You mean to send most of them back? Only a few are left?"

Jing Hui scratched her head in distress and said, "I am also troubled by this. The magic circle here is already so difficult. Who knows what will happen in the future? There are advantages in having more people."

Chen Xiao looked back at the disciples and heard them talking about whether to let them go back. Many disciples had already stood up and looked over here eagerly. They had all come here, and no one was willing to give up and go back.

"We can always find a way." Chen Xiao said softly.

No one said anything else. They were already very tired. It was not until Chen Xiao finished cooking the big pot of meat porridge that they all got up and gathered around to eat to replenish their energy.

As they were eating, they heard a very subtle "click, click" sound. Chen Xiao's expression became serious and he stood up and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Xi Yunting also stood up immediately. That was the back. "Someone else has landed on the island."

Jing Hui did not move. He knew from the sound that they were still far away. He said, "We can't be the last people to land on the island. The evil cultivators haven't moved yet." He said this without paying attention, and his words made people have to guess what he meant.

It was not until the sound got closer that Jinghui wiped her mouth and stood up using her hands and feet.

He held onto Chen Xiao's legs for support and tried to look over there with his head tilted upwards. "Only one person?"

Xi Yunting narrowed his hazy peach blossom eyes and said, "He has something on him."

Even though there was only one person, he led the Chongxuan School and the Jinchan Sect to be on high alert.

Among them, only Chen Xiao was not affected and did not shrink because of his special martial arts. Who knows how he avoided this person who suddenly appeared, and whether he is an enemy or a friend?

When the person got close enough, Chen Xiao realized that this person was very strange. It was not his clothes or appearance, but his actions, which always gave people an unnatural and strange feeling.

The man had something tucked under each armpit and there seemed to be another one hanging on his back. He had a hood on his head so his appearance could not be seen. He rushed straight towards Chen Xiao without even raising his head.

His footsteps were heavy, and when he ran he didn't run as lightly and silently as an immortal cultivator, but rather made a heavy treading sound.

Zhao Fang and Chang Shou formed the first line of defense. He stood in the front and shouted in a sharp and bright childish voice: "Stop! Don't move any further!"

The man turned a deaf ear and continued to charge forward. Zhao Fang's voice became even louder, almost piercing his eardrums, "If you don't stand still, we will attack!"

This was just a complete bluff. At the moment, none of them could use any decent magic. If a fight really broke out, only Chen Xiao could go alone.

As if startled by the sound, the thing under the weirdo's armpit moved, and a voice was broken by the bumps, "Don't... hit, ah!"

Another one said, "It's... so-and-so, ah, is it... Xiao, Xiao, right?"

Finally, the one hanging on his back climbed up, stuck his head out from his shoulders, and said with finality, "Yes, it's him."

After a moment's silence, the two who were trapped under the armpits began to move excitedly.

One said, "Nono, hurry up and make you stop doing this thing! It's killing me!"

The other one was dancing and shouting, "Xiaoxiao, ah! I finally found you! Ouch!"