"Huh?" Chen Xiao exclaimed in surprise. He moved his fingers away, and the discus-shaped energy ball returned to its original shape.

In order to prove that it was not his illusion, this time Chen Xiao slowly stretched out his fingers and scratched the discus.

This was a terrible thing. The disaster was like an electric shock, and tiny hairs stood up, appearing and disappearing like waves from head to toe.

Chen Xiao was surprised and laughed: "What's wrong with it? Is it ticklish?"

Disaster seemed to be angry because of being teased, and struggled hard. Xi Yunting had to withdraw his other hand from Chen Xiao's back, and used both hands to suppress the energy ball from above and below.

Chen Xiao laughed happily. Xi Yunting glanced at him and said, "It's not ticklish. It should be because your fingers have vitality. It should be showing rejection."

"Haha." Chen Xiao was amused by the rage of the disaster, which dared not speak out and could not resist. "It's really interesting! This reaction is very unusual. Does it have intelligence?"

"It can't be called intelligence, at most it has some spirituality, similar to Xue Feng."

Xi Yunting loved to see him smile, and didn't care whether he was rolling around in the face of disaster or not.

The disaster was provoked and turned into an angry sea urchin.

The sad thing is, for these two people, one is his master's counterattack is ineffective, and the other is naturally immune to it.

Chen Xiao wanted to test its limits, so he stretched out his two hands and deliberately used his vital energy to tickle it.

Disaster made life hopeless, and the grief and anger were like melted ice cream, flowing from Xi Yunting's palms to both sides.

The energy that was condensed together had the resistance and texture of rubber. Chen Xiao stroked the long strip, and the disaster shook miserably, as if blown by the wind.

Chen Xiao was worried and asked Xi Yunting: "What happened? Did I ruin it?"

Xi Yunting pursed his lips and rolled up the disaster expressionlessly: "It's nothing, it's just pretending to be dead."

Pretending...to be dead?

Chen Xiao looked at the disaster speechlessly. No wonder Xi Yunting had a cold face.

Disaster will be his heart sword from now on, and being able to pretend to be dead is not a glorious skill.

Chen Xiao could only say something nice, "Generally speaking, spirituality is a good thing. The condensed heart sword is more in line with the sword master's wishes."

Xi Yunting's brows relaxed a little, he nodded, and said: "It is difficult for a spiritual sword to appear among the heart swords, after all, most of them are condensed from pure spiritual energy."

Chen Xiao was very pleased and proud. No matter which sword technique he practiced, his Yun Ting was the best!

As his thoughts turned, he had a new doubt, "Why did the disaster give birth to this spirit? But Furui, who is the opposite of it, didn't?"

Xi Yunting put away the disaster and said, "I think this has something to do with the fact that I consciously suppressed it since I was young." While pondering this question, he also thought about it, "As for the opposite ability, it has grown with me. I have never cared about it, so I have not developed the corresponding spirituality."

No one knew what he was thinking of, but Xi Yunting suddenly smiled. "This power of disaster only reacts to the opposite aura of Fu Rui. During this period of time, I have been using the energy of the aura to temper it and shape it. Xiaodi, your vitality is similar in nature to it, so the energy group formed by the disaster will react sensitively."

Chen Xiao thought about it for a moment, his eyes lit up, "If that's the case, then can't I help you?"

Xi Yunting was stunned for a moment, thinking about this possibility.

After being injured, Xi Yunting's aura has been unstable due to the disaster. As one side gains while the other loses, Fu Rui's power has also been compressed to the minimum.

Disaster was very unruly, and it always hated and resented Xi Yunting using Furui's power to temper it. It just refused to follow his wishes and truly condense into a sword body.

If Xiaodi's vitality was used to temper the sword, the reaction of the disaster might not be so strong.

After thinking about this, Xi Yunting said to Chen Xiao: "This method is feasible. However, with the vitality you have accumulated so far, it is far from meeting the requirements of forming it in one go."

He opened his palm and gestured, "Although the disaster appears to be only this size, its power is actually very strong and violent."

Chen Xiao understood the horror of disasters better than Xi Yunting. He nodded carefully and said, "I understand."

There is a good opportunity in front of him, that is the twenty-four pillars of the star feng shui formation. The cause and effect involved this time is too big. Although Chen Xiao tried his best to share it with others, the final main center must be completed by him personally. The luck feedback generated by this part alone is enough to make Chen Xiao ascend to immortality in one breath!

Xi Yunting is still injured, his heart sword has not yet been condensed, and it is unknown how many years it will take for him to reach the great perfection of the Tribulation Period. How can he ascend to heaven like this?

Therefore, the excess luck feedback can be used to temper disasters.

No matter how powerful the disaster is, it is limited by Xi Yunting's own realm and can only affect an area of ​​a thousand miles. At that time, he can only be pinned to the ground and severely bullied.

Thinking about it this way, disaster is really a poor little thing, Chen Xiao thought to himself with amusement.

Because he was so tired that he fell asleep last night, Xi Yunting didn't let Chen Xiao continue working late at night. Near midnight, he appeared outside the study and personally took him back to sleep.

Xi Yunting said that this project was very huge and it was far from being completed in just a few nights. In this case, it would be better to go to bed on time and maintain a good spirit and state so as not to delay the work.

It was rare for Xi Yunting to be so tough, so Chen Xiao had no choice but to obey and followed him back to the room.

The couple had been apart for so long, so they had to spend some time together. When everything was over and they were both asleep, Chen Xiao suddenly had a strange dream.

He appeared in a huge palace. The structure of this palace was very complicated and it didn't look like it was meant for people to live in. With strict security, it looked more like a prison.

His sight suddenly stretched away, and he looked down at the top of the palace. Outside was a vague mist, and he didn't know whether the palace was in the sky or in the abyss.

There was nothing in this space except the palace. Everything was quiet, and there was no sign of life.

Just when Chen Xiao felt that the silence was too dead, a loud noise suddenly came from the palace, followed by one noise after another.

It seemed as if the person trapped inside was about to escape.

The noise alarmed someone, and the noise in the palace became more urgent.

A beam of strong light split the roof of the palace and cut through the fog, and the impregnable palace finally had a big hole in it.

A pitch-black figure flew out from the gap, laughed wildly like a madman, looked in one direction fearfully, then turned around and flew away.

Chen Xiao seemed to be fixed in a camera in an empty room, and could only look at the area in front of him.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but another person came in the direction the figure left.

This person was surrounded by a fairy aura and auspicious light. He was wearing a long robe with wide sleeves and metal armor on his shoulders, waist and wrists. He had long black hair and a golden crown on his head. Two bright red ribbons extended from the crown and fell on his chest.

Seeing the broken palace, the man's expression was solemn. He waved his hand to disperse the mist around him.

Only then did Chen Xiao see that the strong light just now had actually torn a crack in the air.

The man, who looked to have an unusual identity, filled the gap, raised his hand and cast a spell, and a misty water mirror appeared before his eyes.

The scene that appeared inside was exactly the strong light that tore open a crack in space. It rushed into the void with its momentum and knocked a star away from its original position.

Seeing this, Chen Xiao immediately understood that the unlucky star was Taizhen!

When the black figure escaped from the palace, the energy penetrated the space here and broke into the void where the heavens were located, and happened to hit Tai Zhen.

Chen Xiao couldn't help but feel a little scared. Fortunately, the ancestors had consumed most of the energy of that force by tearing the space apart, otherwise Taizhen would have been destroyed in one blow.

Being able to destroy a heavenly realm with one strike, the identities of these two people are obvious; they must be immortals.

Chen Xiao was a little surprised. How could he see this scene?

As if to answer his question, the immortal who came later was about to leave. He turned around, and there was a big word "Chong" on the back of his moon-white robe.

Chen Xiao couldn't help but wanted to scream, but he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

Xi Yunting, who was sleeping next to him, woke up immediately, and seeing him sitting, he also sat up.

"Brother Xiao, what's wrong?" he asked.

Chen Xiao looked strange, "I just had a very strange dream."

"A strange dream?" Xi Yunting's voice repeated.

Chen Xiao didn't look back, "Yeah! It's really weird! I dreamed of the upper world, where the immortals stayed. There was a palace where people were imprisoned. The prisoner escaped, and the force he used to split the palace was too strong. Not only did it tear the space between the upper and lower worlds, it also knocked Taizhen out of position!" He looked back, "This is not the weirdest thing. There's another person coming behind, it seems to be Chongshan!"

Xi Yunting looked at him and didn't say anything for a long time.

"You don't believe it? I really had such a strange dream!" Chen Xiao said a little anxiously when he saw that he didn't say anything.

Xi Yunting raised his hand and held his arm, his expression solemn, "I don't disbelieve it. I just want to say that I just had the same dream as you."

Chen Xiao was shocked and a little horrified, "How could such a thing happen?!"

Xi Yunting said solemnly: "This can't be a coincidence. Someone must have used magic to send a dream."

Chen Xiao said with difficulty: "Chongshan...sent a dream to us?"

Xi Yunting didn't ask him why he didn't think it was the person who escaped first who sent him a dream.

He only said with a somewhat subtle expression: "Are you sure that immortal is Senior Chongshan?"

Chen Xiao said with certainty: "With his narcissistic personality, he would definitely do something like embroidering his last name on his back as a decoration."

This is not really him Hei Chongshan, but he might really do this!

"Why did the Immortal Chongshan send a dream to you and me?" Xi Yunting asked puzzled.

Chen Xiao was puzzled, and he asked tentatively: "Could it be that because we are trying to save Taizhen now, he told us the reason in a dream?"

Xi Yunting shook his head, "That doesn't make sense. If that's all, I'll just send it to you in a dream."

Chen Xiao couldn't understand the mystery. "Maybe it's because we slept too close to each other, and you were accidentally included in it?"

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Chongshan’s narcissism is so unique that Chen Xiao can recognize it from a distance.