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 8 He Hasn't Seen Enough

Chen Xiao first followed his master to travel all over the country, visiting the ancient and modern dragon veins in various places. He studied on the spot and saw several dragon veins with his own eyes. Those dragon veins have obvious auras, condensing the luck of the land. Some are strong or weak, some are sick or injured, and some disappear with time. Therefore, he would never mistake the aura of the man in front of the ancestral hall, that is, the dragon vein aura that makes people feel impossible.

Dragon veins actually refer to the direction of the mountain and the flow of water. The ancients used dragons to represent it, implying its ups and downs, turns, windings, and changes. A mountain vein or a water flow often stretches for tens or even hundreds of kilometers. Feng shui masters who survey dragon veins often have to cross mountains and ridges. The sparse population is the easiest thing. The worst thing is that there are no roads in some places, so they can only wade through the wilderness to make a path.

It was because of his personal memory that Chen Xiao knew how huge a dragon vein was. How magnificent the aura it possessed was when compressed together, and how terrifying the power it contained was.

After all, it was still a human body! How powerful must one be to have an aura comparable to that of a dragon vein? Chen Xiao rubbed his forehead, thinking about it until his head hurt.

"Brother Silly, have a drink of water." Ershun came back quickly with the water.

Chen Xiao raised his head and pulled the corner of his lips: "Thank you."

"Brother Silly, are you still not feeling well? Otherwise, let's go back first?" Er Shun bit her cherry red lips. Although she said this, she couldn't help but show her reluctance on her face. At this critical moment, she certainly wanted to see with her own eyes whether Wu Xinzhi could be selected. But her cousin was not feeling well, and she couldn't just leave him alone. It was really embarrassing for this kind-hearted girl.

Chen Xiao took a sip of water and waved at Er Shun: "I'm fine. There were just too many people around and I couldn't breathe. You also know that I had a serious illness before, so my body is a little useless. You don't have to worry about me, it's not a big problem, just sit here for a while. Go and see how the Wu family is doing and whether they have been selected."

Ershun saw that Chen Xiao was indeed much better now, his complexion had returned to normal, and his breathing had stabilized. She was also really worried about the test over there, so she didn't insist. She told Chen Xiao to call her if she had anything, and turned around and walked quickly towards the crowd in front of the ancestral hall.

After resting for a while, Chen Xiao completely recovered. His heart was no longer beating fast, and he no longer felt dizzy or blurry. He stood up, returned the bowl to the family that Ershun had asked for water, and then walked back to where he had been watching.

Er Shun looked inside nervously and attentively, and didn't notice Chen Xiao coming over. Chen Xiao didn't alarm her, and found a higher place to stand and looked at the open space in front of the ancestral hall.

At this time, the boys' test was halfway done, and Wu Xinzhi had already passed. The boys were standing with their backs to Chen Xiao, so he couldn't see his expression, but from his standing posture, he seemed relaxed, so the result shouldn't be bad.

After scanning the area, Chen Xiao's eyes involuntarily moved to the only person sitting in the room. Just now, he was only shocked by his aura, but now he looked at his appearance.

The man looked to be about 27 or 28 years old, with long black and shiny hair like crow feathers. He had a full forehead, eyebrows like blades, eyes as deep as obsidian, a straight nose, and lips like the moon. His facial features were all perfect, with a square chin. He was handsome but not feminine, but full of masculinity. He was wearing a black suit. Although the color was low-key, the decoration on it was gorgeous, which made him look more majestic and steady.

He was so handsome that the villagers who had never seen much of the world should have been staring at him. However, people often didn't notice his appearance at first glance, and were completely distracted by his aura. To put it more clearly, his aura was too strong, and people were overwhelmed.

At this moment, he was leaning on the back of the chair behind him, holding a celadon teacup in one hand and the lid in the other. He did not look at the row of teenagers, nor did he pay attention to the ongoing test. His face was expressionless, and he lowered his eyes to look at the mist floating on the tea. He looked detached from the world, as if he was in a different world from everything in front of him.

Chen Xiao used a lot of willpower to pull his eyes away from him. It was rare to have an aura as strong as a dragon vein, but it was also rare to see an immortal recruiting disciples. He was not sure if he would have the chance to meet him again in the future, so he had to watch carefully this time.

He forced himself to concentrate. At this moment, the young man who was taking the test in front of the ancestral hall had reached the last one. The immortal who spoke in front asked him to come forward and put his hand on a small object that looked like an inkstone.

The boy followed the man's instructions and channeled the internal energy he had cultivated into the inkstone. After a while, a halo of light flashed by the edge of the inkstone, a mixture of red, yellow, green, blue and purple. Before the man could say anything, the boy himself showed a disappointed look.

Chen Xiao guessed that it seemed that showing such a color was not a good result.

The man asked the boy to return to his seat. He said, "The spiritual roots of the ten people have been tested. Among them, one person has three spiritual roots, three have four spiritual roots, and six have five spiritual roots." He put away the inkstone-like thing and pointed to the second, sixth, and ninth people. "Unfortunately, the three of you are not eligible to join the Chongxuan Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone started crying uncontrollably. The person who had just looked disappointed and thought he would be eliminated breathed a sigh of relief. The person frowned unhappily and his voice became colder: "Teachers, you can take these three away."

The three teachers nearby hurried forward and pulled one of them aside. Some consoled him softly, while others reprimanded him. After a while, the place was quiet again.

The man nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and looked at his companion standing behind the chair. His companion came forward and he said, "Next, the two of us will perform a muscle and bone test on you."

The two men, one on each side, stretched out their hands and pressed on the bodies of these young men for a while. Chen Xiao was far away and didn't know what they were doing. He only knew that when these young men were held down, some of them didn't move, some couldn't help trembling, and some twisted and turned.

After this round of testing, another three were eliminated, leaving only four teenagers on the field, and Wu Xinzhi was one of them.

Chen Xiao stood not far from Ershun with her arms folded. He could hear her clearly sighing a sigh of relief, as she was glad that Wu Xinzhi stayed until the end. Chen Xiao was somewhat amused. This girl could calmly say in front of him that Wu Xinzhi might not be chosen, and she didn't seem to care much about the result. In fact, she still hoped that her lover could get what he wanted and become successful.

The contradiction of saying one thing and thinking another, and the temperament that changes three times a day are unique to budding girls of this age.

After the second round, the person standing behind the seat stepped back again, and the disciple of the Chongxuan Sect who presided over the test said, "For the last item, I will give you a book. After you get it, you can read it for half an hour, and then I will ask you questions one by one."

The four teenagers were all surprised to hear this last item. They had not heard the teachers in the school mention that there was a subject called memorization at the end, so they were all a little nervous. Wu Xinzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He might have been nervous about other things, but memorization was something he was good at.

The booklet handed to the young man was very thin, with less than ten pages in total, including the outer cover. There were hundreds of words on each page, and a total of about five or six thousand words. Wu Xinzhi glanced at one article and saw that it should be a Taoist scripture of the Chongxuan School.

Without mentioning the results of today's selection, just reading the book is a great fortune. Wu Xinzhi was excited and read it from beginning to end, then turned back to the first page and recited it word by word.

The young men recited the books, and none of the villagers watching dared to make a sound to interrupt. For a moment, the only sounds in front of the ancestral hall were breathing and the occasional sound of turning pages. There was no progress on the field, and Chen Xiao's eyes involuntarily fell on the person sitting there.

The dragon vein aura was not static, but flowed at an extremely slow speed. However, because it was now compressed on one person, this movement was particularly vivid. Waves of rhythm and beauty gently stretched into curves, like waves spreading out layer by layer. Chen Xiao was immersed in this mysterious rhythm, watching it almost fascinatedly.

The man's smooth hair and the corners of his clothes were all moved by the airflow caused by the slow movement of his aura, and fluttered gently. There was no wind in front of the ancestral hall, but the movement without wind seemed even more magical, making the villagers who saw it unintentionally even more awed.

Perhaps Chen Xiao's gaze was too dazzling, the man put down the teacup in his hand, raised his head, and looked in the direction of Chen Xiao. Chen Xiao was startled and did not dare to look at the other person, so he quickly lowered his eyes and lowered his head.

He knew that looking at it this way would cause the other party to be unhappy, which was a very dangerous thing, but he couldn't control it. At this moment, he was cursing in his heart, praying that the other party would not bother with such a small civilian like him.

Chen Xiao was breathing fast and sweat was coming out of his nose. He secretly swallowed his saliva. The feeling of being on edge made him shudder. His neck was sore and he dared not move. He didn't dare to raise his head until the time was announced.

As a result, the seats in the venue were empty. Chen Xiao hurriedly scanned, but he couldn't see the man. He couldn't help but grab Ershun beside him and asked: "Ershun, when did the immortal sitting in the middle disappear?"

Er Shun was startled and covered his chest and said, "Brother Silly, when did you come here?" This little girl, who only had her lover in her eyes, had been standing next to her for more than an hour, but she didn't even notice!

"I came here a long time ago. Ershun, did you see when that person left?" Chen Xiao asked again.

Ershun calmed down, thought for a moment and said, "It's been about three quarters of an hour. The immortal master put down the teacup, stood up and disappeared. He didn't move, how could he leave so quickly? Brother Hanwa, do you think Brother Wu will be so powerful in the future?"

The man left immediately. Chen Xiao was a little relieved that the other party didn't care, but more of a regret. Such a beautiful aura, and I haven't appreciated it enough...