A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 171: Wisdom as Food

The next day, just after daybreak, Duan Rong got up and continued to do standing piles in the courtyard.

The key to cultivation is to make progress every day and never give up!

Duan Rong stood there until dawn, then he stopped practicing. A condensed white mist spurted out of his mouth and dissipated in the morning breeze.

The season at this time is no longer the chilly early spring, but it is already late May, and the beginning of summer is just around the corner.

In such weather, Duan Rong could still emit white air from his mouth, which showed how the blood and qi in his body were evaporating. The temperature of the white air he held between his lungs, mouth and tongue was much higher than his body temperature...

His body, with its internal breath functioning, was like an internal combustion furnace, and his lungs were like boilers filled with water vapor, absorbing the heat from the internal combustion furnace.

Duan Rong wiped the sweat off his forehead and went to the large water tank at the kitchen door to wash his face.

He looked up at the clear sky and his heart moved. He had not visited Mr. Xiao since he came back from escorting.

Although he joined the escort team, he was no longer an apprentice. According to the system, he was no longer under the supervision of Xiao Zongting, the chief instructor.

But Xiao Zongting was his teacher, and Xiao Yu was his master in the escort team, so he should visit them often out of courtesy.

It was time for the canteen to serve lunch, but Duan Rong did not go to the Central Courtyard canteen to eat. He planned to eat on the street. After dinner, he went to a shop on West Street to buy some fine tea to send to Xiao Zongting.

Duan Rong sat at a street stall, sipped the oily beef soup, and swallowed the chewed sesame cake in his mouth.

But after swallowing half of the soup-filled sesame bun in his mouth, he suddenly frowned and looked towards the steamed bun shop across the street with flickering eyes.

There were five or six people crowded at the entrance of the bun shop. He saw one person take a bun wrapped in a lotus leaf and put his hand into someone else's pocket. He did it skillfully and left quickly...

Duan Rong couldn't help but look at the man a few more times. The man looked quite decent, but he didn't expect that he was actually a slut.

Duan Rong watched the man disappear at the entrance of an alley, and suddenly his thoughts started rolling. He thought of something or a phenomenon.

He often ate at this beef soup restaurant and had seen the bustling crowds on this street countless times, but he had never noticed any Qingcha before.

This time, is it a coincidence?
Duan Rong immediately realized that it was not the case. It was not that there were no police cars on the streets before, but he just couldn't see them.

As for himself, he was wearing the uniform of Yuanshun Escort Agency and had an oxtail knife tied around his waist. Naturally, no one would dare to touch him!
The Qingcha just now was just raising his hand before leaving. If it was the previous Duan Rong, it would be impossible to tell that he was Qingcha.

However, ever since Duan Rong devoured the spirit of Fang Jingbao's jade ring, he has already mastered the extraordinary skill of the miraculous hand Qing Cha. Therefore, when Qing Cha raised his hand just now, Duan Rong saw through it at a glance.

It’s not the world that has changed, but the people who see the world that have changed!

The same world will appear differently in the eyes of people at different levels.

The world in everyone's eyes is different, and the gap between realms cannot be broken by language.

Just like the fly that flies into the glass again and again, you can never tell the fly that it is glass!

Because in the world of flies, glass does not exist.

It simply cannot understand this existence.

Just like in the eyes of Duan Rong in the past, there was no Qingcha on this street at all, but for Duan Rong now, he can tell who is the Qingcha at a glance.

Flies cannot see glass, and the former Duan Rong could not see Qingcha. The world in your eyes is always just a limited projection of the prejudice in your mind. People are slaves to their own ideas.

When Duan Rong thought of this, he did not expect that the two stars in his sea of consciousness, one red and one white, suddenly trembled, and there were circles of space ripples that were invisible to the naked eye echoing in Duan Rong's sea of consciousness...

Duan Rong felt something in his heart and was shocked. "This is..."

He sensed a sense of pleasure from the two stars, one red and one white, a feeling of pleasure after eating.

The celestial bodies in his sea of consciousness can actually feed on wisdom and thoughts. They can gain growth beyond their skills by devouring wisdom and thoughts.

Duan Rong was shocked when he realized this. "Can it be like this? It's not written in the technique!"

However, Duan Rong's expression returned to normal immediately. Even so, those were just his accidental insights. If he thought that he could rely on such accidental things to grow his spiritual power for a long time, wouldn't that be wishful thinking?

"Feeding on wisdom and thinking, he's really picky about eating!" Duan Rong complained in his heart, then he drank up the beef soup at the bottom of the bowl, wiped his mouth, and got up and left the stall.

Duan Rong went to the tea shop on West Street and weighed out some of this year's new pre-rain tea. He then went to the dim sum shop and bought some trendy dim sum and preserved fruits.

Duan Rong bought some things and went back to Liulu to continue standing in meditation. He looked at the position of the sun and realized it was almost the hour of Si. Then he stopped practicing, wiped the sweat off his face, and went to Xiao Zongting's courtyard with the things he had bought.

As soon as Duan Rong arrived at Xiao Zongting's courtyard, he smelled the aroma of buns. He smiled and walked to the kitchen door, but when he looked inside, there was no one in the kitchen. Only the steamer on the stove was emitting steam and there was a fire burning in the stove. However, the thick firewood in the stove was obviously almost burned out, and the flame was no longer big.

Duan Rong glanced at the steamer. Although he was craving for the taste of the buns made by Zhu Xiaoqi, he couldn't eat them secretly since the owner was not there.

Xiao Zongting was sitting alone in front of a stone table in the backyard with a gloomy face, as if he was thinking about something. When Duan Rong walked in with something in his hand, he just moved his eyelids without even looking at Duan Rong.

Duan Rong smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao, this is the new pre-rain tea from the tea shop this year, and there are some fruits. I'll give it to you with the tea."

Duan Rong said this with a smile and handed the thing in his hand to Xiao Zongting, but Xiao Zongting kept a gloomy face and didn't even look up at him.

Duan Rong was a little embarrassed. He put the things on the stone table next to Xiao Zongting, then started chatting about recent events and greeted Xiao Zongting a few words, but Xiao Zongting didn't respond to him.

Duan Rong had already felt something was wrong. When he first came in, he thought Xiao Zongting was in a bad mood because of something, but now it seemed that he was just giving him the cold shoulder.

What had I done to offend this stubborn old man?
Duan Rong's mind turned, and he went over the recent events. He was sure that when the Ruan Jing incident happened, there was no problem with Xiao's attitude towards him, but it seemed that on the day of the regularization assessment, Xiao Zongting's performance was a little cold. However, Xiao Zongting was usually taciturn, and Duan Rong was too concerned at that time.

But, what exactly was it? Between Ruan Jing and the regularization assessment, I didn't seem to have done anything out of the ordinary. I just went to Wild Boar Mountain.

Duan Rong pondered for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so he smiled at Xiao Zongting and said, "Miss Yu and Xiao Qi don't seem to be here. Did they go out?"

Duan Rong originally wanted to continue talking to Xiao Zongting to find out how he had offended Old Xiao and apologize. He had lived two lives and had no psychological barriers in this regard.

But unexpectedly, as soon as Duan Rong said this, Xiao Zongting suddenly stood up, stared at Duan Rong with a dark face, and said angrily: "Whether she goes out or not is none of your business?"

After Xiao Zongting finished speaking, he turned away and limped into the main room.

Duan Rong was stunned by Xiao Zongting's unreasonable anger.

He looked at Xiao Zongting's back, his face was distressed. But he couldn't follow him in, Xiao Zongting was obviously angry, if he followed him now, wouldn't it be adding fuel to the fire?

Duan Rong stood there, raised his hand and touched his nose, feeling very puzzled. "Everything must have a reason..."

(End of this chapter)