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

Chapter 204 Bloodbath

Duan Rong decided not to stay in the cave any longer.

It's time for him to go back.

After all, he is an escort of Yuanshun Escort Agency. If he doesn't go back for a long time, he will be punished if he is not there when the escort is needed.

Of course, except for extremely rare emergency situations, the escort team would generally notify the escort team two or three days in advance before going out on an escort mission, so that the escort masters and porters can settle down at home. After all, a trip for an escort mission can take more than a month, which is not a short time.

Duan Rong decided to go back immediately. There was another more important reason. After he had devoured and digested the spirit in the cave, and after flipping through the three notebooks left by Shen Ping, he had an idea. He could solve the problem of drug permeability that had been bothering him for a long time, which was about affecting the operation of the internal breath.

As long as this problem is solved, the speed of his internal energy cultivation will be greatly improved.

If this is the case, it should not be a problem to achieve the fourth level of Inner Breath Realm before March next year.

With the fourth level of inner breath, it is almost certain that he will pass the selection test for Taiyi Sect's registered disciples.

Of course, in fact, in this cave, Duan Rong can prepare a highly penetrating medicinal tonic soup on the spot.

There are a wide variety of herbs in the cave. Even if something is missing, Duan Rong can find it in the mountains by himself. With his current understanding of the medicinal properties and growth environment of herbs, finding herbs is not a difficult task for him.

However, he did not have time to waste in the mountains. He was not free and his contract was still with Yuanshun Escort Agency.

Duan Rong thought about it and found that he didn't need to take most of the things in the cave with him. The notes and medical books were all in his mind after he devoured the spirit of the weapon.

As for various medicinal materials, they are all available in the herbal medicine shop. Although they cost some money, this little money is nothing to him now.

Duan Rong walked to the stone table in the middle of the cave, looked at the dozen or so porcelain bottles on the table, his eyes moved slightly.

He reached into the porcelain vase and picked two, then put them away.

Duan Rong turned around and scanned the cave.

Duan Rong discovered that although the cave was filled with a wide variety of things, the most valuable thing in Shen Ping's life was actually his understanding of medicine and poison. Although most of these understandings were achieved in this cave, if Duan Rong did not have the ability to devour weapon spirits, he would not have been able to obtain them easily.

Once he obtained the most valuable thing, the other miscellaneous items were obviously dispensable. Even the poisons and medicines on the stone table could be refined by Duan Rong himself, but it would take some effort.

Duan Rong flashed out of the cave and stood on the cliff.

Then he used the Cloud Snake Step, leaping and galloping in the mountain stream and old forest, whistling away like a mandrill...

The sky and earth were vast, the mountains and fields were boundless, Duan Rong used all his strength to perform the Cloud Snake Step, and even showed a faint sign of a breakthrough...

Duan Rong suddenly stopped and stood at the foot of a mountain somewhere in the Wild Boar Mountains. He had an epiphany in his mind. He had just inadvertently added some of his understanding of the Great Accomplishment Realm to the Cloud Snake Step, and after some practice, he actually broke through to the Small Accomplishment Realm of the Cloud Snake Step.

This was the first time that he had achieved a breakthrough in martial arts to a higher level through his own practice and comprehension, without devouring the spirit of a weapon. And it was a very difficult light skill to practice.

Duan Rong thought about it and realized that the origin of this whole process actually originated from the discomfort he felt when performing the Cloud Snake Step.

After all, he had already reached the great perfection level in swordsmanship. After reaching the great perfection level, his vision was different. He could gradually discover some shortcomings in the performance of the Cloud Snake Step.

Normally, it might just flash by and not be taken seriously, but in this Wild Boar Mountain Range, with endless mountains and wilderness, Duan Rong kept showing his weakness and awkwardness. He subconsciously tried to correct it, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly break through while adjusting...

However, Duan Rong understood that the Cloud Snake Step that he had just broken through to the minor success stage was definitely inferior to the minor success stage of this light skill itself.

After all, he was a self-taught person who made a breakthrough by chance. Duan Rong even felt that this breakthrough seemed to have a certain amount of luck. But in fact, this process was because Duan Rong absorbed a lot and saw a lot, and accumulated to a certain extent, and many of his understandings had undergone qualitative changes.

Even if someone has mastered a sword technique to a high level, it is impossible for him to have such a profound understanding as Duan Rong.

This is because it is impossible for someone to be proficient in so many sword techniques.

At this moment, Duan Rong still couldn't truly understand the horror of this change.

However, this trip to Wild Boar Mountain was obviously very rewarding. Duan Rong was in a good mood and walked briskly towards the nearby village.

As Duan Rong walked, his face suddenly turned as cold as ice.

Although he was still some distance away from the village, Duan Rong could smell the smell of blood from the wind blowing over him, and it was a strong and lingering smell of blood...

Duan Rong's relaxed body suddenly tensed up, his eyes moved, and his spiritual sense was released, instantly covering an area of 100 meters in radius.

Duan Rong's face was cold, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the village.

Duan Rong stood outside a farmer's yard at the east end of the village. At his feet was the severed head of an old woman, with disheveled white hair and a bloodstained face. Her cloudy eyes still held the horrible expression she had before she died...

And in the yard, there were three bodies of tragic death, their deaths were so horrible that it made people want to vomit.

Duan Rong stood there, the strong smell of blood, like rust, rushed straight into his nose, and his whole body was trembling!
He trembled, not because of fear, nor because of the nausea that came after killing someone in the past!
He trembled because he was angry!
The spiritual sense he released covered an area of one hundred meters in radius centered on him.

In the area covered by the divine consciousness, there were corpses everywhere, not a single survivor!

Naked women with black and blue necks, beheaded children...

The land of Shura, purgatory on earth!
"Someone is slaughtering the village!"

Who... massacred this village...? They slaughtered everyone in the village like they were slaughtering pigs and dogs!

Duan Rong clenched his fists so tightly that his joints turned pale.

You have not seen those corpses with your own eyes, so you will never understand what Duan Rong is feeling at that moment.

When a rabbit dies, the fox mourns, let alone humans?
The people of a village, the honest peasants who were powerless, were all killed like pigs and dogs.

A turbulent mixture of anger and hatred hit Duan Rong's heart like a raging tide...

At this moment, he was filled with murderous intent!
Duan Rong suddenly flashed and ran towards Old Man Qin's house.

Duan Rong stood in front of the fence of Old Man Qin's house. On a sharpened wooden stake in the fence was a short, thin, dark corpse.

That was Old Man Qin’s grandson, Heiwa.

He was caught and thrown into the sharpened wooden stake like a ball.

The bloody stake pierced through Heiwa's chest, with some internal organs hanging on the tip of the stake. Heiwa's chest was covered in blood, and the blood was flowing through his protruding ribs...

He drooped there, his limbs hanging empty, his head tilted back weakly, his already dilated pupils seemed to be looking at Duan Rong...

(End of this chapter)