Chapter 155

Played with Xiaotong for a while (√)

Cheng Hui walked to Lin Qingyang's blood cocoon and observed it carefully.

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Played with Xiaotong for a while (×)

Played with Xiaotong for a while (√)

Cheng Hui walked to Lin Qingyang's blood cocoon and observed it carefully.

A rough outline can be barely seen in the translucent blood cocoon, lying quietly inside.

Cheng Hui knew that as long as he knocked on the blood cocoon, Lin Qingyang would wake up and talk to him, but he felt that it was not necessary for the time being.

Although it had been three months since he entered the other world, time passed differently here. He had asked Xiao Tong, and he knew that he had only been away from this space for a mere seven days.

I just communicated with Lin Qingyang seven days ago. Don't wake him up unless necessary.

"Xiao Tong, I'm going out for seclusion too. Please take good care of Qingyang for me. If Qingyang has any problems, remember to wake me up." Cheng Hui instructed Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong puffed out his cheeks, obviously still resentful of him for messing up his hair.

"Be good!" Cheng Hui held back his laughter and rubbed his head perfunctorily, messing up his hair that he had just combed with great difficulty.

Xiao Tong was furious, but he couldn't stop Cheng Hui's evil hands, so he could only nod angrily.

"Thank you." Cheng Hui said with a smile, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Xiao Tong looked at the place where he disappeared, then looked at the blood cocoon, and sighed with a vicissitudes of life on his face.

Life is difficult...

When Cheng Hui left, his consciousness returned to his body, but he regretted it as soon as he came back.

Why are you coming back?

In his sea of ​​consciousness, he has a villa, people to keep him company, and pets to entertain him. Why is he so depressed that he has to go back to his body?

At this moment, his body was trapped in a sticky liquid. He had his eyes closed, but he didn't feel suffocated. However, it was really boring to stay here, unable to move or do anything.

"Calm down! Practice your technique diligently. Although your Corpse Puppet Sect's Corpse Life Mysterious Luo Technique is a top-notch technique, it's not perfect. This is a rare opportunity. You can take advantage of it to cultivate all the meridians that aren't covered by the technique."

Perhaps sensing his movements, Uncle Gui's voice reached his ears.

Cheng Hui suddenly felt a little embarrassed, perhaps because he had heard Ah Qiu say that his cultivation was very good in the past, and he had accidentally become a little arrogant. It would be fine if he didn't cherish such a great opportunity, but he actually had the audacity to disdain it.

You know, this is the pool of spiritual liquid that Uncle Gui prepared for himself. It is definitely a good thing. Even before I lost my memory, I might not be able to enjoy it.

It’s just that you can’t move. It’s no big deal. Just bear with it!

Cheng Hui cleared his chaotic thoughts. He originally thought that it would take some time to enter a state of meditation, but he did it so easily.

This is probably the result of years of training before he lost his memory. Otherwise, with his relatively eccentric personality, he would have been worn out.

The liquid in the spiritual liquid pool is all concentrated spiritual energy. All Cheng Hui needs to do is to practice the internal skills at the beginning and absorb some of the spiritual liquid.

The rest can be completely left to the spiritual fluids. They almost flow back into his body, in turn pushing his body to spontaneously speed up its operation.

The two form a perfect cycle, so Xiaotong said there is no need to worry about his health.

Cheng Hui had thought about letting his body absorb the spiritual energy on its own, while his consciousness stayed in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

But Uncle Gui's words reminded him that although it would be easy for him to do so, it would be a waste of this opportunity.

The meridians in a cultivator's body carry the flow of spiritual energy. The tougher the meridians are, the more spiritual energy they can carry. To put it bluntly, if you have twice as much spiritual energy as others for the same move, the power of the move will also be doubled.

Moreover, strong meridians can make the exercises run faster and more frequently. In the same amount of time, your cultivation efficiency is twice that of others. Such a good thing is hard to find even with a lantern.

What's more, Cheng Hui's body is originally that of a zombie. While it is naturally tough, it also means that the meridians in his body are more blocked. In the past, he used the magical power of the Corpse Life Xuanluo Gong to force them open. If he can also exercise it himself, then in the future not only will his own cultivation level be able to improve rapidly, but he can even drive Lin Qingyang's improvement in turn.

In short, it has endless uses.

Cheng Hui is not stupid, of course he knows what is important and what is not. Even though it is boring to sit here and practice, he has no intention of running into the sea of ​​consciousness to be lazy.

He held his breath and concentrated all his thoughts within himself.

With the impact of spiritual power, he opened his inner vision. The spiritual liquid accumulated here was all the remnants of the secret realm. This secret realm had many lakes, and the spiritual energy contained in it was mostly water-attributed.

A large amount of water-attributed spiritual energy formed light blue lines in Cheng Hui's body. Some of these lines were connected together, some were intermittent, and at some ends of the body, these lines could not be seen at all.

Cheng Hui knew that those intermittent areas were the blocked meridians. The fact that they were intermittent meant that they were still able to move. What was really distressing were those areas where there were no lines at all.

Meridians are spread throughout the human body, and it is impossible for there to be a place without meridians. Therefore, the absence of visible lines at the ends of the body proves that the meridians there are completely blocked. To open them is like digging a blocked tunnel, and one can only rely on spiritual power to slowly grind them open.

Cheng Hui sighed deeply.

Now that he's here, why would he regret it... Isn't it just a matter of time? Other cultivators go into seclusion for decades, so is he any worse than them?

In this way, Cheng Hui controlled the spiritual energy, first opening up those slightly blocked lines, and then connecting all the lines that could be connected together.

He spent two years of hard work on this task alone, and finally made nearly 90% of his body glow a beautiful blue.

Next, he looked at his dull limbs and heart area in his chest and sighed silently.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, the heroes still need to work hard..._(:з」∠)_

He activated the blue lines closest to his left foot and began to clear the blocked meridians bit by bit.

This was destined to be a long and tiring task. Even though Cheng Hui felt that he had gone through two years of trials and could now face the blocked meridians with a smile, he was still mentally unbalanced by the slow progress.

If it weren't for his sea of ​​consciousness that allowed him to slack off occasionally, his mentality might have really collapsed.

Fortunately, he finally made it through.

It took him eight years, a full eight years, to finally open up all the meridians in his body.

Looking at the azure color of his whole body, Cheng Hui couldn't help but laugh secretly. Has he transformed into an Avatar?

Alas, what a pity. The food in the world of cultivation is really good, but in terms of entertainment and the comfort and convenience of home, it is far behind.

He really missed the movie theaters, arcades, fried chicken, French fries, and fat otaku happy drinks...

Even though he had never enjoyed these things because he had no money, the problem was...it was precisely because he had never enjoyed them that he missed them so much!

He had worked so hard to save money, thinking about enjoying it in the future, but now, before he even graduated from college, he ended up in a place that doesn't even have a toilet...

It’s so terrible!

Cheng Hui sighed.

Well, people should be content. At least he is still alive. One more life is better than anything else.

Cheng Hui rubbed his face vigorously, pushed up the corners of his mouth with his two index fingers, and said to himself: "Optimism, the most important thing for a person is to be happy. People who love to laugh will never have bad luck."

"What are you doing?" Uncle Gui just woke up and saw Cheng Hui acting weird, and asked with a frown.

"It's okay, I'm just cheering myself up." Cheng Hui waved his hands quickly.

It's one thing to encourage yourself, but it's another to be seen by others.

Uncle Gui didn't care. Ever since he got to know Cheng Hui, he always heard some strange arguments. Some of them made sense, and even he could agree with them. Some... were harder to describe.

He simply attributed this sentence to the category of being difficult to explain in a few words.

Faced with this kind of topic, he just had to ignore it calmly. Cheng Hui didn't seem to want any response anyway.

"It took you ten after ten years to absorb all the spiritual liquid. What can I say about you..." Uncle Gui looked at the shallow layer of spiritual liquid that could not even cover the soles of his feet, and looked at Cheng Hui with complicated eyes.

He originally expected that this kid would be able to absorb all the spiritual fluid in about five years, but it took him ten years?

This is too... What he said at the beginning that it would take ten or eight years due to bad luck was just a euphemism.

In fact, if it takes ten or eight years, it is not because of bad luck, but because of poor foundation. To put it bluntly, the future is limited.

He always thought that Cheng Hui was a very good student. Judging from his usual training efficiency, his physique should be very good. How could this happen?

Uncle Gui was completely puzzled. If he didn't have a body now, he would have wanted to pull all his hair out.

"How is this possible?"

“There’s no reason…”

“That shouldn’t be the case!”

It was the first time that Cheng Hui saw Uncle Gui so distressed. This big man who used to act as if he didn't care about anything and was rather unruly was now squatting on the ground and pulling his hair in distress.

Cheng Hui inexplicably wanted to add a rainy cloud over his head...it was just so appropriate.

"Uncle Ghost, what are you doing?"

"I just don't understand why you can absorb it so slowly." Uncle Gui asked in confusion.

According to his inference, this is simply impossible!

"Uh..." Cheng Hui didn't expect that Uncle Gui was actually worried about this matter.

It's his own fault after all.

In order to open up the meridians, he used slow and steady methods to open up the blocked meridians bit by bit. At that time, he discovered that the speed at which the spiritual liquid flowed back was too fast, which would affect his efficiency in opening up the meridians.

Is it more important to absorb spiritual fluid or to open up the meridians?

Cheng Hui chose the latter!

If the spiritual liquid is not absorbed, it will remain there, but if the meridians are not opened up at this opportunity, it is unknown when the next time will come.

Therefore, Cheng Hui deliberately slowed down the speed of absorbing the spiritual liquid. In order to prevent the spiritual liquid from flowing back and promoting the operation of the martial arts, he also had to distract himself and make the martial arts run slower.

It was extremely difficult to try two things at once. In the beginning he always made mistakes, but later he gradually got used to it.

The amount of spiritual liquid is fixed. He slowed down the absorption speed, and the time for the spiritual liquid to flow back naturally increased.

Therefore, the spiritual liquid that should have taken him less than five years to absorb was dragged out until now, and he even had a little bit left.

Looking at the remaining 'bath water', Cheng Hui fell into deep thought.

This stuff should be considered my bath water, right? How can I use it so that... it doesn't make me feel disgusted?

Drinking it is definitely impossible, otherwise... dilute it with this stuff and take a bath?

Well, this is possible!

"Uncle Gui, you misunderstood. I took so long to open up my meridians."

"Isn't five years enough for you to open up your meridians?" Uncle Gui was shocked.

Cheng Hui was also confused: "No, is it that easy for you to open up your meridians? Why am I so slow?"

The two looked at each other and fell into silence at the same time.

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