Chapter 049

Since the Xuanheng Realm was broken at that time, most of the small fragments were attached to the surrounding of the Xuanheng Realm, forming a series of secret realms. The famous Tiancheng Secret Realm is the best among them.

During the time Cheng Hui stayed in the library, he read all the information he could find about various secret realms.

Ever since he crossed into the world of cultivation, he had been wondering if there might be some secret place here.

In novels, that kind of place is used to advance the strength or emotions of the male and female protagonists. Cheng Hui is not greedy. The male and female protagonists take the lion's share, so it shouldn't be too much for him to take a little bit.

Besides, even if there are no male and female protagonists in this world, it is good to have some knowledge of this information, so as to avoid missing out on a treasure trove without knowing it, which would be a big loss.

Few people come to the library, but fortunately, Mr. Sun comes up to clean it frequently, so there is not a lot of dust flying everywhere.

Cheng Hui found a corner and sat down on the ground. He took out a handful of melon seeds and started eating them while watching.

In order to have such a snack, Cheng Hui put in a lot of effort. From planting to harvesting, and then to frying, it took him nearly half a year to successfully get this little finished product.

The books here include jade slips and those made of other special materials. The one Cheng Hui is reading now is made of some unknown animal skin. It feels very soft to the touch, but the words written on it are extremely powerful.

The content of the book is a travelogue, recording the experience of a sword cultivator traveling in the Xuanheng Realm.

This sword cultivator was extremely powerful, and his handwriting was as beautiful as silver hooks and iron paintings. Just from reading a book, one could read a sharp sword intent between the lines.

When Cheng Hui read this book for the first time, he was struck by the sword as soon as he opened it, and his head almost fell off. He really didn't expect that in this world of cultivation, even reading a book would risk his life.

Who could have imagined this? This sword cultivator was also a man who hated evil with an abhorrent temper. His sword intent had a natural killing power against evil creatures.

What is Cheng Hui? He's a zombie, a kind of evil creature.

The Corpse Puppet Sect only used special methods to make them intelligent, but did not change their nature.

That's why Cheng Hui was nearly killed by the sword. If it weren't for his powerful spiritual sense, the grass on his grave would have been a meter high...

Although he almost lost his life, Cheng Hui also gained a lot of benefits from this book.

The sword intent in this book is extremely powerful, like a sharp sword hanging high in the air. In order to protect himself, Cheng Hui had to mobilize the little spiritual power in his body and put on a protective shield outside his body.

The two sides persisted in this way, and Cheng Hui's cultivation level actually improved a little, which was an unexpected surprise.

As mentioned before, this sword cultivator has extremely strong combat power, so his travel notes contain a lot of content. He has been to many places, including some secret places, and this sword cultivator who loves traveling has recorded everything he saw in this travel note.

Cheng Hui once wondered why such a powerful sword intent could be hidden in an ordinary book. Later he found out that it must be a problem with the material.

The animal skin used in this book must be from a very powerful monster, otherwise it would not be able to withstand such a powerful sword intent.

Cheng Hui read the book very slowly. It was unknown what method this sword cultivator used to make his travelogue seem immersive.

It's not the kind of immersive experience that is described in words and then imagined, but... when you look at the words he wrote, a very clear picture corresponding to the words emerges in your mind.

Cheng Hui suspected that he might be using some special method, but it didn't matter. To him, this kind of travelogue with built-in images was simply perfect. He could use those images to find the places the swordsman had visited.

The value of this book may not be as high as those high-grade skills, but it is definitely not low. It is definitely an unexpected surprise for Cheng Hui to be able to see this book.

Just when Cheng Hui was enjoying the delicious food, he suddenly heard a sound coming from the stairs.

He thought about it, stuffed the book into a nearby bookcase, and took out a broom to slowly sweep the corner.

He did this mainly because he didn't want to cause trouble for Old Sun. Although there were no valuable books in the library, and he was a wandering corpse and theoretically it was impossible for him to learn anything secretly, he couldn't stop someone from picking on him.

Cheng Hui still remembered that when he first came, the young disciple was quite rude to Old Sun. He thought that asking others to treat him as a zombie to be cleaned up would avoid a lot of trouble.

Soon, a young and lovely female monk walked out from the stairs. She was tall and slender with a sweet smile. When she saw Cheng Hui, she was stunned for a moment, and then looked away as if she didn't see him.

Cheng Hui was not angry. Most of the people wandering around in the sect were unintelligent zombies and walking dead. It would be boring to talk to them.

After going upstairs, the girl quickly started searching through several bookshelves. It seemed that she had received guidance from Mr. Sun.

Cheng Hui was not in a hurry. He slowly swept the dust on the ground and moved behind the girl unknowingly.

"Please... let me... move..."

"Huh? You can talk?" The girl looked at Cheng Hui in surprise.

"Um."

"Wow, you are the wandering corpse, you have such complete intelligence? I wonder which senior brother's corpse you are?" The girl directly rejected the possibility that he was a puppet.

No one can cultivate such complete spiritual intelligence in the wandering corpse stage except those in the Xuanshi Sect.

Cheng Hui didn't expect that the little girl could guess his background with just one sentence. Thinking of the recent fight between the two factions, he suddenly became nervous.

He is just a little wandering corpse. If he really gets involved in that kind of thing, he won't even know how he died.

"Hey, don't be nervous, I'm neutral." The boy saw Cheng Hui's vigilance and said with a smile.

Cheng Hui didn't say whether he believed it or not, but he seemed a little relaxed on the surface.

The girl didn't mind, and just circled around Cheng Hui curiously. She even said, "You're worthy of being a senior brother of the Xuanshi Sect. My Xuanshi are all bronze-armored corpses, and they still can't go out on their own. Eh... As expected, the senior brothers of the Xuanshi Sect have unique methods when it comes to corpse refining."

Cheng Hui thought to himself, that’s it!

Don’t you see how much resources these people from the Xuanshi Sect invest in their own Xuanshi every year?

My destiny has been poor for three generations, and my mysterious corpse has ruined my life...

Especially the little brat in his family, he is simply obsessive-compulsive. All the materials used for him are of extremely high quality. Any materials used to buy pills are enough to build a Qi-training master.

Of course, the elixir is poisonous and cannot be taken all the time, but it is enough to prove how expensive the materials he consumed are.

The girl seemed to be very idle. She was looking for a book while chatting with Cheng Hui.

Cheng Hui was also happy to get some information from other disciples.

The girl had a cheerful personality and talked a lot to Cheng Hui.

I don’t know if it’s because Cheng Hui himself is a corpse refiner, but she would even complain to him about the jealousy between her fellow disciples.

Cheng Hui was speechless at first, but later he was really attracted by it... The girl was really good at gossiping. The love, hate and vengeance between several people could be used to write a long novel of millions of words.

"Huihui, what are you doing?" Lin Qingyang's voice suddenly sounded, startling Cheng Hui.

I don’t know if it’s because the two of them are too familiar with each other, but unless Cheng Hui actively releases his spiritual sense to search, he can’t even notice the other person approaching.

"Why are you here?" Cheng Hui asked slowly.

"If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have known that Huihui had made new friends." Lin Qingyang smiled slightly, but a hint of hostility flashed in his eyes.

I've been reincarnated into this state, why would anyone still want to snatch Huihui from me!

How long has he known this woman?

Have they been having secret meetings behind my back?

Is she going to snatch Cheng Hui away?

I will never allow it!

Kill her!

As long as she doesn't exist, it's fine!

Lin Qingyang took a deep breath and suppressed the violence in his heart. He felt that his mentality was not right. It was true that he had a possessive desire for Cheng Hui, but it was not so crazy.

The thoughts that just appeared in my mind were very rapid, as if... a woman had once snatched Cheng Hui away like this!

Lin Qingyang clenched his fists, his nails piercing his palms. He gritted his teeth, trying to suppress the crazy thoughts that popped up one after another.

No! No way! Killing her is easy, but I can't do it in front of Cheng Hui. Hui Hui will be angry!

Suddenly, all those violent thoughts disappeared, as if the thought of Cheng Hui being angry made him completely give up the idea of ​​killing that woman.

Lin Qingyang loosened his hand slightly, and the tingling in his palm reminded him that something was wrong.

He looked at Cheng Hui dimly, then retracted his gaze.

What had happened between him and Cheng Hui? This feeling of no longer having control over some things made him very uncomfortable.

Cheng Hui felt an inexplicable chill on his back. He looked carefully but could not find any trace. He could only shake his head and pretend it didn't exist.

"We're not friends, we just met for the first time today."

Hearing Cheng Hui say that this was the first time they met, Lin Qingyang's irritable mood was somewhat soothed.

His disguise was always good. Even when the murderous intent in his heart almost exploded, his face did not show it at all.

"Is that so? Seeing you two chatting so happily, I thought you had known each other for a long time." Lin Qingyang chuckled, walked to Cheng Hui's side, gently took his arm and shook it: "Huihui, won't you introduce me to each other?"

Cheng Hui was a little at a loss when he heard this. What was he supposed to introduce? He didn't even know her name...

The girl looked at Lin Qingyang's small stature with great interest, her eyes lighting up: "Could it be that you are the closed disciple of Elder Wuyouzi of Thirteen Peaks?"

Lin Qingyang paused for a moment and asked, "How do you know? I've only been practicing for less than half a year and I don't go out much, so it's not something everyone knows about, right?"

"Do you remember Ouyang Zheng? He is my senior brother, and I have heard him mention you." The girl said with a smile.

Ouyang Zheng?

Cheng Hui and Lin Qingyang both remembered, wasn't that the senior brother they met in the underground cave that time?

He had helped them at that time.

"So that's how it is." Lin Qingyang had no intention of communicating with the girl, and his smile was a little distant: "Sorry, my fiancé and I are going back. What are you doing?"

"Huh?" The girl was stunned for a moment and scratched her hair embarrassedly: "You guys go ahead and do your own thing, I don't have anything to do here."

"Goodbye then." After revealing his identity as her fiancé once again, Lin Qingyang was finally satisfied.

The main reason was that the girl was quite sensible and did not pester Cheng Hui with nonsense.

After Cheng Hui said goodbye to the girl, the two left the library together. Before leaving, Lin Qingyang looked back at the girl and then slowly left.

He had a strong aversion to the girl, but this aversion was not directed at the girl. It was more like... he had once had someone who looked very similar to the girl, which made him feel this aversion.

Combined with the murderous intent deep in his heart, Lin Qingyang's gaze towards Cheng Hui became a little strange.

Could it be that... I was once a loser whose fiancé was taken away by a woman?

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