Chapter 130

"Boy, we can stop our training for a while. I want to give you a big benefit." Uncle Gui said with a smile.

Cheng Hui curled his lips and said, "Come on, Uncle Ghost, with your sales pitch, someone who didn't know would think you were selling something for a huge discount!"

After a year of getting along, not only was Uncle Gui very satisfied with Cheng Hui, but Cheng Hui's trust in Uncle Gui also increased a lot.

Moreover, the relationship between the two is somewhat like that of a teacher and a friend, and Cheng Hui can also openly make some jokes with him.

"Hey, you little brat, I'm giving you a chance, do you understand?" Uncle Gui glared at him.

"Come on, come on, come on. You have the bigger fist so you are right." Cheng Hui spread his hands, making Uncle Gui very angry.

Actually, this is still Uncle Gui's fault. It's mainly because since the two of them became familiar with each other, Cheng Hui occasionally can't help but make a fuss. Uncle Gui is not very good at talking, so he is often left speechless by Cheng Hui.

However... even if he is a half-crippled boss, he is still a boss. Even if he can only exert 1% of his peak strength now, it is still enough to deal with Cheng Hui.

As a result, Uncle Gui developed the habit of using his fists when he couldn't win an argument, which was the origin of what Cheng Hui said just now.

Uncle Gui now accepts this kind of joke well and even feels it is quite novel.

In the past, he was notorious, but he was almost notorious. Later on, he was tricked into practicing a kind of evil skill, which made him moody. Most of those who depended on him were trembling with fear when facing him. Even the young people who were sent to serve him and tried to become his disciples were all respectful.

But Cheng Hui not only joked with him, but also occasionally teased him and complained about him. This made him feel very strange. Not only was he not angry, but his impression of Cheng Hui became even better.

In fact, Cheng Hui also found it quite strange. At the beginning, he was very wary of Uncle Gui and suspected that he wanted to take over his body. Even though he later asked him to collect materials to resurrect him, he still remained vigilant in the deepest part of his heart.

However, as he got to know him later, he suddenly realized that this boss's personality... well, how should I put it? He wasn't at all like the deep-minded person he'd thought he was. Instead, he had a bit of a simpleton vibe...

Ahem, this must never be known to the boss.

Although Uncle Gui usually looks very strict and fierce, in fact, he has never hurt Cheng Hui. Even the series of training plans he formulated have fully taken into account Cheng Hui's physical condition. They are basically dancing to his limit, neither really hurting him nor giving him enough training.

Cheng Hui felt that unless Uncle Gui was a genius in acting, it would be impossible for him to act so realistically.

Therefore, he was also willing to give Uncle Gui more trust.

"Don't tease me, little brat. Listen carefully, I'm serious." Uncle Ghost patted his head gently. "I asked you to come to the underworld not only because it's more suitable for your cultivation, but also because I've been here for a long time and know many of its little secrets."

Cheng Hui nodded. The underworld was indeed more suitable for his zombie body. From the current point of view, although his cultivation level had not improved in this year, his foundation had been thoroughly consolidated. In the past, although his cultivation level had improved, he felt like rootless water. There would not be any problems at that time, but if he did not lay a solid foundation in time, subsequent development would definitely be affected.

Originally, Cheng Hui had planned to practice in seclusion in the mining area, using meticulous effort to gradually solidify his foundation. This would have taken about five years. Unexpectedly, by chance, he met Uncle Ghost and, through the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts, traveled to the underworld. Here, in just one year, he completely absorbed his past gains and eliminated all hidden dangers, saving a considerable amount of time.

Uncle Gui saw him nod, and raised the corner of his mouth in satisfaction. If he had to say what he liked most about Cheng Hui, it would probably be that this guy was very good at AC.

They never rush into danger and are always willing to listen to others' advice. Such people may not be particularly brilliant, but they can live the longest.

Uncle Gui particularly despised those who constantly boasted about desperate comebacks, surviving by a thread and then breaking through. In his opinion, this was all devious. However, such stories easily attracted attention and garnered widespread admiration. But why were such people so popular? Wasn't it because so few people could actually succeed?

Do you really think that other monks just eat and do nothing?

They often challenge those who are higher than them. Those who succeed will be remembered, but more people die tragically in silence.

He had discussed these things with Cheng Hui before. Cheng Hui had pointed out that this was a case of survivor bias and gave him two examples. He almost slapped his thigh in agreement.

There is a saying in the world of cultivation: there are countless geniuses, but only those who survive count.

He was very optimistic about Cheng Hui, and felt that Cheng Hui's caution and so-called "cowardice" were particularly in line with his philosophy. If it weren't for the fact that their skills were not compatible, he really wanted Cheng Hui to become his apprentice.

Having such an interesting apprentice is much better than having those timid cowards in the past.

"Uncle Ghost? Tell me, why are you suddenly in a daze?"

"Ahem, don't interrupt." Uncle Gui glared at him unhappily. If it weren't for this brat, how could he have been distracted!

Cheng Hui spread his hands to show that he was innocent, but if Uncle Gui could reason with him, he would not always use his fists to speak.

"I've calculated the days, and if I'm not mistaken, a secret place deep in the swamp should open up in the next few days." Uncle Ghost paused, then suddenly revealed a jealous expression: "Tsk tsk, brat, this is the opportunity I left for myself, and now it's yours."

He didn't know what he was thinking about, but he curled his lips and said, "Was the ancestor of your Corpse Puppet Sect the reincarnation of an immortal from somewhere? How could he have created something like the Corpse Life Mysterious Luo Gong..."

Cheng Hui couldn't help but interrupt: "Uncle Ghost, is the Corpse Life Mysterious Luo Gong very powerful? I don't think so."

Cheng Hui really didn't think that the Corpse Life Xuan Luo Gong was very powerful. People who practiced this kind of martial arts had to eat and sleep with corpses all day long, and their minds had to be in harmony with each other... It was terrifying just to think about it.

Uncle Ghost rolled his eyes at him and said, "You know shit. Do you even know what a miracle is?"

Cheng Hui wanted to say that the miracle was that I could travel through time, but he knew that Uncle Gui definitely didn’t mean that, so he shook his head honestly.

Uncle Ghost slowly lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Resurrection from the dead is a miracle." (Note 1)

Cheng Hui looked puzzled. If that were the case, then the Corpse Life Mysterious Luo Technique was indeed magical. But the problem was… weren't those ghost cultivators and zombies all "resurrected from the dead"?

Uncle Ghost saw what he was thinking at a glance and couldn't help but slap him on the back: "Idiot! No matter how much ghost cultivators and zombies practice, can they ever become living people? They keep practicing and eventually they can become demons or immortals, but they will never become humans. But if you practice this Corpse Life Mysterious Luo Gong to a high level, you can really become a living person."

Cheng Hui was stunned for a moment. He didn't quite understand how important this so-called "adult" was. However, judging from Uncle Gui's attitude, it must be something special. He kept this in mind and decided to ask about it when he had the chance.

He also remembered that when he first crossed over, he kept dying and coming back to life. Whether it was a plant or an animal, he was reincarnated many times, but only the original body remained.

Moreover, he had died so many times that he was almost numb to death, but in the end he still woke up in this body.

He vaguely felt that perhaps there was something really special about the human species.

"Okay, I've gotten off topic. Anyway, I've calculated that the secret place will open in about five days. There might be some errors, but it won't be more than seven days. So you need to enter the depths of the swamp as soon as possible. Once you enter the secret place, all the spiritual energy accumulated there for so many years will be yours. If you're lucky, you might even be able to break through to the Golden Core stage directly."

Cheng Hui couldn't help but say: "What if we're unlucky?"

Uncle Ghost said coldly, "Have you ever seen the magic cultivator's initiation power?"

Cheng Hui nodded.

"Then do you know what happens if the initiation fails?" Uncle Ghost smiled maliciously and gestured with his hands: "The human body will continue to expand, and then...bang!"

Cheng Hui: ...

"Hahahaha... just kidding!" Uncle Ghost couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw Cheng Hui's expression disappear. "Don't worry, I wasn't lying when I said you were lucky. Your zombie body is stronger than that of an ordinary cultivator and can withstand greater impacts. What's more, you've also refined the blood of thousand-year-old zombies. Plus, you practiced the Corpse Life Mysterious Luo Gong, which allows you to absorb and utilize spiritual energy. Tsk tsk... Honestly, if your other performance wasn't so mediocre, I would have thought you were the Chosen One."

Uncle Gui had some genuine feelings when he said this. However, he just felt that Cheng Hui was really lucky. Originally, pouring a large amount of spiritual energy into the body was a very dangerous act, but this boy had a zombie body with thick skin and flesh, which increased the success rate to 70%.

Ordinary zombies can only cultivate with Yin Qi, but this kid, because of the Corpse Life Xuan Luo Gong, can absorb both Yin Qi and spiritual energy. As a result, the great secret land was given to this kid.

Uncle Gui did not lie. He had prepared this secret place for himself. According to his estimated time of waking up, combined with some things he had arranged before, his cultivation should be able to reach the peak of foundation building after his resurrection, and he could just use the large amount of spiritual energy accumulated here to impact the golden elixir.

However, as soon as he woke up, he met a useless person. Not only did he have no ambition, but he also blindly raised an ungrateful person. As a result, not only did his cultivation level not improve, but the methods he had arranged in advance were also useless.

The opening of the secret place has a time limit. If one misses this time, the next one will be at least three hundred years later. Three hundred years is enough for him to cultivate from an ordinary person to the Nascent Soul stage. The spiritual energy accumulated in this secret place is huge for foundation building, but for a Nascent Soul cultivator, it is a drop in the bucket.

Therefore, this secret place is useless to him, and is just used to increase Cheng Hui's strength.

After all, the stronger Cheng Hui is, the more he can collect advanced materials, and the better he can revive himself. This is a win-win situation!

"Uncle Gui, didn't you say there might be monsters beyond the Jindan stage deep in the swamp? With my level of cultivation, wouldn't it be very dangerous to go in?"

"Don't worry." Uncle Gui waved his hand nonchalantly. "Your year of training wasn't in vain. Why do you think I had you training in the mud from the beginning? It was for this moment. I'll teach you a little trick to control your breathing. As long as you're not too unlucky, you'll be fine."

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