Chapter 109
To be more precise, I didn't expect Huineng to be so reckless.
To be honest, Cheng Hui didn't expect that the formation could have such an effect.
To be more precise, I didn't expect Huineng to be so reckless.
Cheng Hui himself was very confused.
That’s it?
That’s it?
Didn’t you say you are proficient in formations?
How could a master who was proficient in formations be so reckless in breaking them? He launched his full-scale attack without even testing the waters?
Cheng Hui found it unbelievable and suspected that he had met a fake formation master.
When he was learning from that group of old... teachers, he was tricked countless times by them, and each time he was left with a bloody face. If he had to say the first truth he learned from them was that a formation master must be cautious, and must never be reckless, even if it means wasting time.
Because in his opinion, recklessness = seeking death.
So...this Huineng might have a problem with his brain?
Cheng Hui's confused expression almost made Lin Qingyang laugh.
He grabbed Cheng Hui's hand and shook it gently, his eyes gleaming with admiration: "Ah Hui is really amazing."
Cheng Hui: ...Yes...Is that so?
He looked at Huineng's miserable condition and couldn't help but grin. He usually wouldn't gloat over other people's misfortunes... unless he couldn't help it.
Just... a little proud.
The changes that occurred on the stone platform were seen by everyone, especially Zeng Ji, who was only one step away from them, and could not help but gasp.
I never expected that after just a few days of not seeing him, not only did he successfully establish his foundation, but he also... wait!
Zeng Ji looked at Cheng Hui in surprise. Isn’t this... isn’t this the refined corpse of that naughty kid?
Can corpse refiners learn to set up formations? And such a sophisticated formation?
Zeng Ji was puzzled.
Compared to Zeng Ji's confusion, the others were just shocked.
They couldn't see Huineng's miserable condition because of the magic circle, but they saw with their own eyes that Huineng couldn't get out after entering the circle, which shows how powerful the formation is.
The one who suffered the most was the disciple of Liuguang Sword Sect. At this moment, he wished to hide as far away as possible, for fear of attracting the attention of those two evil stars.
Others could say that they had no grudges against the two of them, but as a disciple of the Liuguang Sword Sect, he already had conflicts with the Corpse Puppet Sect. Moreover, he had previously taken the initiative to trick these two people. If he stayed far away, they might not pay attention to him. But if they met them, they would definitely not mind killing him.
Didn’t you see that even the big monk of the Happy Temple fell?
"Try again." Cheng Hui reminded.
There were only two people on the stone platform before, so they could only take away two rewards. Now there is one more, so we can try to see if we can take away the third one.
Hearing this, Lin Qingyang walked over and tried to take the sword.
He did manage to pick up the sword, but the sword made clanging sounds, the sword body kept shaking, and a faint sense of resistance came from it.
Lin Qingyang realized that the sword did not want to be controlled by him, but rather wanted to find a sword master who was proficient in swordsmanship.
Lin Qingyang's face gradually turned cold, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. It was just a sword, so what if it had spiritual power? If it made him unhappy, he could kill the sword's spiritual power at any time.
Even if this sword could be upgraded to heavenly quality after possessing the sword spirit, to him, a weapon that he couldn't control was just a piece of garbage.
When Lin Qingyang made up his mind to kill the spirit of the sword, Cheng Hui, who was standing by, also noticed the sword's resistance to Lin Qingyang.
Cheng Hui was immediately unhappy.
Hey, you dare to resist with a broken sword? What's the matter? Do you look down on my little brat?
Cheng Hui felt that this broken sword might need some social hardship. It must have received little education, otherwise how could it dare to be so picky.
He walked over with an unhappy look on his face. Seeing that Cheng Hui was about to stand up for him, Lin Qingyang immediately restrained the spiritual power in his hand and made an aggrieved expression as if he was being despised.
"Ah Hui..." Lin Qingyang pulled his sleeve aggrievedly: "This sword doesn't want me to be its master."
"Humph, I think this is just a habit. It's okay, just look at me, I'll stand up for you!"
Cheng Hui walked over and tapped the blade of the sword with his knuckles: "What do you mean? You have a broken sword and you despise my Qingyang?"
Bao Jian shook his sword unhappily. Young people nowadays are so rude. Back then, I was...
Cheng Hui didn't understand what he meant. He could see that the sword seemed a little arrogant and looked down on the two of them, and he was very dissatisfied.
You have been trapped here for so many years with a broken sword. If we hadn't appeared, you would have continued to be trapped. Even if you were very powerful before, you are now a fallen phoenix and are no better than a chicken. Who are you trying to put on airs for?
He was too lazy to talk nonsense and just punched down.
With a "Duang" sound, the sword began to vibrate violently.
Cheng Hui was not satisfied with the smash, so he smashed it twice more, and knocked the sword unconscious in a few hits.
The sword body trembled violently, and the sword spirit felt that his soul was trembling along with it, and even a faint crack appeared on the top of the sword body.
Blade and Soul: ...shocked to the point of being speechless.
Cheng Hui couldn't help but sneer when he saw the broken sword lying on the stone platform like a dead fish.
I didn't observe it carefully enough from a distance before, but when I got closer, I found that this sword is very powerful, but after being washed away by thousands of years, the material of the sword itself has undergone considerable changes.
To be more precise, due to the lack of a sword master and the lack of spiritual nourishment, the material of the sword has been severely weathered. If it weren't for that bit of spirituality persisting, it would have been weathered.
Cheng Hui was, after all, a bronze-armored corpse in the Foundation Establishment stage, and had refined the blood of thousand-year-old zombies. Even an ordinary physical cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage might not be able to withstand this punch, not to mention a broken sword. It was all thanks to Cheng Hui's mercy that it didn't shatter into powder.
The spirit born from this sword has been living in this closed environment. All the memories in its head are the experiences of following its master in the battles in the past, so it has a very high opinion of itself.
But he forgot that as a sword spirit, it's fine for him to teach sword techniques and explain sword moves, but fighting with others when his body is severely weathered? You're probably just being stupid...
As a result, the sword spirit that was awakened by Cheng Hui's punch fell into autism. Not to mention resisting, it didn't even have any reaction.
Cheng Hui: ...emmm, that's fine.
He casually handed the sword to Lin Qingyang. If he wanted to restore this thing to its heavenly quality, who knows how much materials would have to be added and re-melted, so he put it away for now.
After putting away the sword, the stone platform indeed changed. A staircase appeared above the platform, connecting to the top of the sky. From a distance, only a spot of light could be seen, which must be the exit.
Cheng Hui glanced at Huineng, who was unconscious and still vomiting blood, thought about it, and decided to give him a quick death.
A bastard like this who harms children will be a threat to other children if he stays here for one more day.
What's more, there is a saying that goes "cut the grass at its roots". Although he is kind, he can still be ruthless when it is necessary.
Cheng Hui did not immediately release the magic circle, but made external adjustments to transform the magic circle into a killing formation.
To be honest, it would be more accurate to say that Huineng died at his own hands rather than at his hands. Under normal circumstances, Cheng Hui's attacks could not break through his defense at all, but at this moment Huineng was seriously injured and even lost consciousness. This made it easy to deal with him. He used the magic circle to launch an attack, but Cheng Hui did not even give him a chance and used the magic circle to exhaust him to death.
Before dying, Huineng suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Cheng Hui unwillingly. Seeing that he had no chance, he could only take his last breath with his eyes open.
Cheng Hui patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, I was cautious enough, otherwise I would have been doomed. These Jindan cultivators are indeed tenacious. They haven't died yet. From the looks of it, I know he wants to give me a ruthless blow before he dies."
Many of the onlookers couldn't help but show complicated expressions when they heard this.
Are you guilty of saying this? After the formation was changed, everyone could see Huineng's miserable condition. A dignified Jindan cultivator was tortured to death by a foundation-building cultivator using a formation. This thing, which would only be laughed at if told to others, happened right before their eyes... Who wouldn't be scared?
I don’t know whether others are afraid or not, but Zeng Ji is afraid.
Even though he was only one step away from the stone platform, he didn't dare to step on it and always stayed on his own steps.
Lin Qingyang looked at Cheng Hui with an indescribable expression. He suddenly felt that he didn't know Cheng Hui well enough. He always thought that Cheng Hui was a good person, but he suddenly realized that being a good person doesn't mean he is soft-hearted. When it is time to be ruthless, he will not show mercy.
This is a good thing, so that when you encounter danger in the future, you won’t be restricted by concerns about your image.
The process of Cheng Hui getting rid of Huineng was so easy that the monks nearby were scared by him.
Zeng Ji, who was only one step away, didn't dare to step onto the stone platform, so how could they have the courage to go closer?
Even though the treasures on the stone platform were mouth-watering, no one dared to approach it easily.
Cheng Hui didn't care what those people thought. He and Lin Qingyang stepped onto the stairs together and slowly walked upwards.
There was no protection on both sides of the stairs. Cheng Hui walked carefully in the middle of the stairs and refused Lin Qingyang's request to walk side by side with him.
Are you kidding? The stairs are only this wide. What if two people fall while walking together?
It's pitch black down there, and who knows what might be hidden there. We can't take any risks.
Lin Qingyang had no choice but to follow him closely. The two of them walked slowly along the stairs. As they walked, they saw the light on the dome getting brighter and brighter, and they could vaguely see the outline of a door.
"Finally, I'm going out." Cheng Hui sighed as he looked at the light gate.
Lin Qingyang also took a look. Before, outside the hall, he felt something calling him, but after entering the hall, that feeling disappeared. Now, as they were about to leave, he felt the call again, but this time, the feeling of the call was vague and elusive, as if blocked by something.
He thought about it and decided to tell Cheng Hui about it. Cheng Hui was surprised after hearing it: "Should we go look for it? Anyway..." He shrugged, "Since we are here..."
Lin Qingyang also felt that since he had already come in, it would be a pity if he didn't explore it further.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, and soon he figured out the direction of the call, then looked down in shock at the abyss-like darkness below.
"No way? Down there?" Cheng Hui clicked his tongue in surprise.
It was pitch black down there, without any light at all. He tried throwing a small piece of gravel down, but after a long time he didn't hear the sound of the gravel falling to the ground.
"Do you want to... go down?" Cheng Hui was a little at a loss.
The unknown is scary. It’s pitch black down there and no one knows what’s hiding down there.
Lin Qingyun hesitated for a moment, but a voice deep in his heart told him: Go, there is no danger.
He took a deep breath and decided to go down and take a look. He had a vague feeling that if he got the things below, his strength would improve by leaps and bounds.
For this, it's worth taking a risk
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