The Story of a Cultivator Who Died Less Than a Second After Transmigrating

My name is Cheng Hui. I used to be an ordinary college student who hadn’t even graduated yet when I got into a car accident while trying to help someone.

Why used to be? Because I transmigrate...

Chapter 197

Chapter 197

Cheng Hui was also very happy about Luo Yuntian's appearance. As a master who was proficient in formations, he had actually always lacked the opportunity to communicate and learn from his peers.

As the saying goes, the truth becomes clearer the more it is debated. Although he is not a science student, he knows that only the sparks of the collision of ideas can give birth to more inspiration.

So, he happily communicated with Luo Yuntian, and then...

At the beginning, the communication between the two was very pleasant. Both sides had very different understandings of the art of formation, but neither of them was the kind of person who was particularly picky and would not blindly ask the other party to accept their own ideas. They exchanged various ideas in a calm state of mind. Soon Luo Yuntian was surprised to find that the art of formation learned by Cheng Hui was very different from what he had learned, and the other party's level was much higher than he thought.

He had always been very proud of his level of formation skills, but after meeting Cheng Hui, he realized that the things he was proud of were nothing more than the most basic knowledge in front of this man.

As a result, the discussion between the two people quickly turned into one person explaining while the other person frantically took notes.

Luo Yuntian learned a lot from Cheng Hui. Many concepts that he had never thought of made him constantly burst into various inspirations.

He made up his mind that after this recruitment meeting was over, he would immediately go into seclusion and experiment with all those inspirations one by one. He had a hunch that as long as he could realize all those inspirations, his formation skills would definitely be further improved!

"Thank you for your guidance today. If it weren't for you, I don't know how much time it would take me to study." Luo Yuntian excitedly held Cheng Hui's hand, his excitement beyond words.

Cheng Hui was also chatting happily. He waved his hand with a smile and said, "There's no need to be so polite, Brother Luo. We're just communicating with each other."

Luo Yuntian understood that Cheng Hui was unwilling to do him a favor, but he knew very well how much help Cheng Hui had given him, and the formation knowledge he shared was extremely precious. In some remote places, perhaps a sect based on formations could be established.

Cheng Hui didn't care, but he couldn't ignore the other party's efforts. He thought about it and suddenly blushed. As a sword cultivator, he... was actually quite poor, and he really couldn't take out anything in his pocket that was equivalent to this knowledge.

Luo Yuntian was suddenly filled with shame. He had originally wanted to invite Cheng Hui to help him repair the illusion array, but now it seemed that the other party's level was probably not much worse than that of the elders of his own sect. It would only be embarrassing to take out the things he had prepared.

Luo Yuntian stood there at a loss, moving his lips but not knowing what to say.

At this moment, the man named Lin Qingyang suddenly walked over and brushed his fingers across his wrist. He suddenly felt his wrist go numb and loosened his grip on Cheng Hui's hand...

Luo Yuntian: ???

Lin Qingyang said unhappily: "Just talk, don't talk nonsense."

Luo Yuntian: ...

No...what's wrong with this fellow Taoist?

He looked at Cheng Hui in confusion, and saw that Fellow Daoist Cheng's ears were red, but he did not refute Fellow Daoist Lin's words.

Luo Yuntian: ...

There have been rumors that the Taoists from the Corpse Puppet Sect behave strangely. Could it be... huh? ? ?

Luo Yuntian's eyes suddenly widened as he watched Fellow Daoist Lin grab Fellow Daoist Cheng's hand and shake it gently.

Luo Yuntian was a little confused. What kind of strange behavior was this? Why did he feel like he was being shown off?

He looked at his junior brother suspiciously, hoping to get an answer from him, but he saw Tie Hanhan eating the snacks provided by Lin Qingyang, with food residue all over his face, and he didn't notice the doubt in his senior brother's eyes at all.

Luo Yuntian turned his head silently. He was really stupid. He actually thought that his silly junior brother could find out the secret between these two people.

Luo Yuntian was able to become the eldest senior brother of Jiuxiao Peak. Not to mention his strength, he is also quite shrewd in his daily dealings with others.

He just didn't react for a moment, but he soon came to his senses. Brother Lin's action of holding hands was a declaration of sovereignty, right?

Luo Yuntian's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Fellow Daoist Lin with a strange expression. Although it was a bit strange for two men to be together, but... who cares!

There are so many weird people in the world of cultivation, there are even some who form Taoist partnerships with spirit beasts. In comparison, the two men are really nothing.

But... he couldn't help but secretly glance at the two of them again.

He remembered that the cultivators of the Corpse Puppet Sect were always inseparable from their own natal corpses. If these two were together, would their corpses fight?

Gossip is gossip, Luo Yuntian would not ask about such things. He felt that since the two people had decided to be together, there must be a way to solve the problem of corpse refining.

In fact, he never realized that Cheng Hui was actually a zombie. This was all thanks to the Yuanguang Glass Body that Cheng Hui obtained in the Yuanguang Secret Realm. This special physique, in addition to playing other roles, brought the camouflage effect to its fullest potential.

Now, unless there is someone who is three realms higher than Cheng Hui, basically no one can see that his essence is a zombie.

Uh... actually, this is also due to Cheng Hui himself. Originally, zombies don't need to eat or breathe, so naturally they have no heartbeat. But Cheng Hui has always regarded himself as a human since he woke up, so he has maintained the above actions unintentionally.

It is precisely because of these human-like behaviors that others misunderstand his human identity.

Luo Yuntian was too embarrassed to invite Cheng Hui to modify the formation of the road to immortality, but he didn't expect that Cheng Hui himself was actually very interested.

After all, it was because he communicated too little with the outside world. The art of formations was not something that could be learned behind closed doors. Chang Ling also once said that Cheng Hui now had a wealth of theoretical knowledge, but what he lacked was real practice. Only by combining the two could he be considered a true master of formations.

Luo Yuntian didn't expect Cheng Hui to be so interested in the formation of the road to immortality, but since the other party made this request, he didn't intend to refuse.

Although he and Cheng Hui had not known each other for long, he was not worried that he would do anything bad to the Tianlan Sword Sect. Firstly, he was quite confident in his ability to judge people.

Secondly, the illusion formation of the road to immortality was only used by those disciples who had not yet entered the sect. Even if Cheng Hui really did something secretly, he could not hide it from the elders who were selecting disciples in the clouds.

So, the two hit it off, and Luo Yuntian quickly left with his silly junior brother.

Looking at Cheng Hui's eager look, even distracted when talking to him, Lin Qingyang smiled helplessly.

There are always various things in this world that distract Cheng Hui's attention. Fortunately, their current relationship has made some progress, which does not make him too uncomfortable.

Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, Luo Yuntian came again, bringing with him his silly junior brother.

Cheng Hui looked at him in confusion, as if asking, why are you bringing this idiot along?

Luo Yuntian's forehead bulged with two blue veins. What was he going to say? His naive junior brother had thrown a tantrum this morning and threatened to come, otherwise he would grab his thigh and not let him leave?

Luo Yuntian took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Fellow Daoist Cheng, could you share the recipes for yesterday's dim sum? My junior brother really loves them and has been pestering me to get some."

"Hey, what's the big deal, Qingyang? Please make a copy for him." Cheng Hui said with a smile.

Lin Qingyang responded with a smile and took out a copied recipe.

The snacks he provided to Tie Hanhan yesterday were by-products of his practice. He would only give Cheng Hui the best. He had originally planned to throw away those with slight flaws, but he found that Cheng Hui was very frugal in this regard, so he kept them.

During the time when Cheng Hui and Luo Yuntian were having a great conversation, he was also talking to Tie Hanhan. This guy was a little silly, but not stupid. It took him some effort to find out some information about the Tianlan Sword Sect.

And those pastries were the price he paid. Tiehanhan was really a chatterbox. He could tolerate him while he was trying to trick people, but later on... he could only use those foods to shut him up.

Luo Yuntian took the recipe and stuffed it into his junior brother's arms. He took a deep breath and felt that he had no face at all in front of Cheng Hui.

Forget it, we lost all our face yesterday. Anyway, we sword cultivators are thick-skinned, so let it be!

Luo Yuntian thought in self-abandonment.

He sent Tie Hanhan away, who had successfully tricked the recipe out, and then took Cheng Hui to the road to immortality.

Lin Qingyang followed as if nothing had happened. Even though Luo Yuntian looked at him with a speechless expression, he pretended to be unaware.

Luo Yuntian: ...

Forget it, forget it, going up one is the same as going up two, it’s just the road to immortality anyway, not the mountain gate of Tianlan Sword Sect, just leave!

He brought the two of them and quickly arrived at the admissions office of Mingyue City.

This is a huge square, which is surrounded by formations. When you walk in, you will see a lot of people inside. Children from nearby cities who are interested in Tianlan Sword Sect have gathered here.

These children were not accompanied by their parents. Some of the children who were dressed more richly were accompanied by one or two servants, but those servants obviously had spiritual roots, otherwise they would not have been able to enter the square.

"Go this way." The path that Luo Yuntian led them on seemed to have the effect of blocking vision. At least none of the children in the square noticed that someone was passing by them.

Cheng Hui also looked at it curiously for a few times, and happened to see a child who seemed to have noticed something and suddenly looked in their direction, but soon showed a confused expression.

"That child's spiritual awareness is very sharp. If he is trained well, he will definitely be a good candidate for sword cultivation." Lin Qingyang whispered in his ear.

Cheng Hui couldn't help but shudder, rolled his eyes at him, and lowered his voice: "If you want to talk, just talk properly. Why are you getting so close to me?"

Lin Qingyang looked at his red ears and deliberately showed an innocent expression: "I'm just worried that others will hear it."

Cheng Hui blushed: "What nonsense! There's nothing shameful about what you said. Why can't others hear it?"

After saying this, he also glanced at Luo Yuntian who was leading the way in front.

Lin Qingyang shrugged. "Okay, that's what you asked me to say, but are you sure these words can be heard by others?" After saying that, he looked at Luo Yuntian with a smile, "Does Brother Luo want to hear it too?"

"No! I don't seem to know what you two are talking about!" Luo Yuntian answered calmly.

Lin Qingyang shrugged at Cheng Hui, as if to say: You see, it’s not that I don’t want to say it, it’s that others don’t want to hear it.

Cheng Hui: ...

OK!

When it comes to shamelessness, I would like to respect you as the strongest!