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

Chapter 202 Cave Stronghold
Duan Rong saw Shen Ping leaving so abruptly, and immediately shouted at his back: "Mr. Shen, there are many ferocious beasts in the mountains. Let me escort you out of the mountains."

"No need!" Shen Ping replied. Almost at the same time as the words came out, he saw him raise his sleeves and a very light white mist floated in the wind.

Duan Rong was startled and immediately used the Cloud Snake Step to jump several feet away, then stood still while holding his breath.

Shen Ping is a guy who is extremely poisonous. How could I dare to touch the poison powder he scattered?
I had good intentions and wanted to send him out of the mountain because I was afraid that his Dantian would be destroyed and he would be poisoned by wild beasts. But it seems that was unnecessary. How could I forget that this old guy is also a master of poison? How could ordinary wild beasts do anything to him?
Duan Rong jumped away, and the white mist, which was actually very light white smoke, was blown away by the wind and drifted into the woods beside the cliff.

But in a moment, the nearby forest was like dumplings, with snakes, insects and birds falling down...

Duan Rong looked at the cicadas, snakes and birds falling in the woods beside him, and his face suddenly turned pale. This poison powder was so toxic!
Duan Rong's blood boiled immediately, and he shouted at Shen Ping's back: "You bastard, if you want to stop me, what should I do?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Ping didn't even turn his head. He just laughed strangely and said, "I'm kidding you. Can't you take one of the pills I gave you?"

"Fuck!" Duan Rong complained depressedly.

Shen Ping's voice was already somewhat vague at this time. His figure appeared and disappeared among the trees, and gradually he could no longer be seen...

Duan Rong stood there with a clear look in his eyes. He looked in the direction where Shen Ping disappeared for a long time.

Although he had not spent a long time with the old man, Duan Rong felt that he and the old man had similar personalities.

Shen Ping's personality is as stubborn as Xiao Zongting's, but he also has a kind of gangster spirit that is both good and evil.

Duan Rong stood there for a while, seeing the rustling trees in the forest. A sense of loneliness rose in his heart. He sighed, then turned his head and looked towards a certain part of the cliff. Under the cliff was Shen Ping's cave.

Duan Rong's figure flashed and disappeared on the cliff.

Duan Rong came to the cave again. The moment he stood at the entrance of the cave, his mind moved and his spiritual consciousness suddenly released outward.

In an instant, all the objects, big and small, in the cave appeared before our eyes.

Duan Rong's figure was like a ghost, flashing in the cave.

He suddenly grabbed a stone hammer for pounding medicine in a dark corner somewhere in the cave. Duan Rong's eyes flashed, and he silently said in his heart: "Read the spirit of the weapon."

Duan Rong looked at the data panel that appeared in front of him, and his heart suddenly became happy. He said, "Devouring!"

As the data panel in front of him shook and disintegrated, Duan Rong moved again and suddenly stood in another place in the cave. He took out a dagger from the pile of objects on the messy stone table. The dagger was only four or five inches long, and the surface was stained with unknown things. The marks were mottled, but it was definitely not rust.

Duan Rong was in the dark cave, his eyes flickering, and he said to himself, "Read the spirit of the instrument."

After a moment, Duan Rong swallowed the spirit of the dagger, and his figure flashed again, appearing next to the stone bed at the innermost part of the cave. On the stone bed there was actually a pillow made from the large bones of some unknown animal.

The pillow was stained with oil, and it was obvious that it had been used for many years.

Duan Rong looked surprised and thought to himself that Old Man Shen was weird. He was not afraid of having nightmares even with such a pillow.

Duan Rong picked up the bone pillow and said to himself, "Read the spirit of the instrument."

After Duan Rong swallowed it, his figure flashed again.

Shen Ping has lived in this cave for nearly twenty years, so you can imagine how much clutter there is inside.

There were many things that Shen Ping had spent nearly twenty years on, and his hard work and understanding had been absorbed into the spirits of these things. Duan Rong spent nearly half an hour swallowing up all the items in the cave, no matter how big or small.

It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go!
After swallowing, Duan Rong began to collect items in the cave and classify them.

Later, he planned to use this cave as his base in Wild Boar Mountain.

If there is any disturbance in Xiangu County, he can try to escape from the county, go into Wild Boar Mountain, and hide in a cave. Who will be able to find him?

After Xu Ruhu and Xie Lei broke out, Xie Daohan had already discovered clues to the corpse-corruption poison, but Shen Ping was hiding in a cave in the mountains at that time. How could Xie Daohan track him down?

If it weren't for the fact that this old man, who had spent all his efforts to develop the Poinsettia, was still unable to restrain the strong men in the True Qi Realm, and suddenly became depressed and ran down the mountain to the brothel to vent his anger, how could Jie Daohan and Fan Yuanhai have caught him.

Duan Rong was busy for a while, and divided the items in the cave into four categories.

The first category was daily necessities. Duan Rong sorted through these things and kept all the ones that could be used, after all, he might live here in the future. Those that were broken were thrown away.

The other category is various processed and unprocessed medicinal materials. These things are different from the chaotic pile of daily necessities. Shen Ping has already classified them and sorted them out very well. In this regard, Duan Rong does not need to move any more, just inherit it.

There was another category, which was finished medicines and poisons. Duan Rong took a look and found that there were more than a dozen bottles, and he didn't recognize most of them.

When Shen Ping left, he gave him the poison and antidote for the poinsettia. Obviously, he only gave him the most important ones. As for the finished drugs and poisons that Shen Ping had refined, they were certainly not ordinary products. He just needed to slowly understand and explore them.

The last category is Shen Ping's scattered notes and some medical books that he has read to pieces.

What Duan Rong treasured most were the three notebooks left by Shen Ping. The papers and handwritings in the three notebooks were slightly different, and they were obviously not from the same period.

After Duan Rong tidied up the cave, he took three notebooks, sat at the entrance of the cave, and began to read them in the daylight.

Duan Rong first quickly browsed through it and soon discovered that the second half of the notebook was the part that recorded the relationship between the medicinal properties and the internal breath circulation of the warrior. Duan Rong immediately felt like he had found a treasure and began to read it word by word.

Duan Rong sat at the entrance of the cave and watched the sky change from bright to dark.

By the time dusk fell, he had spent several hours and had only read two pages.

Moreover, there were many places where, even after repeated pondering, he still found it difficult to comprehend their profound meaning.

This cannot be blamed entirely on Duan Rong. Duan Rong is already a warrior who has achieved the third level of Inner Breath Realm, and he has already made certain accomplishments in identifying the medicinal properties of various medicines. He should be able to understand these notes on the relationship between medicinal properties and the operation of inner breath.

But, in fact, there are many vague parts in Shen Ping's notes. He did not write these notes for others to see, but just to record some of his own trivial thoughts.

It's just a haphazard approach, without any system.

Seeing that dusk had already fallen in the valley, Duan Rong suddenly felt tired.

He had devoured many weapon spirits, which required digestion and absorption. Although the discomfort he felt after devouring weapon spirits was greatly reduced after he achieved the second level of the Taizang Sutra, he did not rest after devouring them. Instead, he fell into deep thought for a long time in order to read his notes...

At this moment, seeing the dusk falling and the sky darkening, he suddenly came out of his deep contemplative state, and a piercing pain surged in his soul.

Duan Fusion took notes and walked to the stone bed at the innermost part of the cave in the dark. He lay down on the hard stone bed, with his head resting on the bone pillow that Shen Ping had polished to a shine, and fell asleep instantly.

(End of this chapter)