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

Chapter 313: Stripping Insects
Duan Rong's consciousness slowly surged up like a tide...

His eyelids moved and his eyes slowly opened.

The moment he regained consciousness, Duan Rong suddenly jumped up.

He found himself still in the same stone chamber he had been in before he fell unconscious.

Shang Xiangyu sat in front of the table, flipping through the notebook. However, the big stone pot on the table was gone.

Shang Xiangyu saw Duan Rong jump up, glanced at him, and said lightly: "Awake?"

Duan Rong glanced out of the stone window and saw a vast expanse of white fog rolling.

Inside Changliu Mountain, it was cloudy for nine days and clear for one day, and it was impossible to see any change in the weather.

Duan Rong didn't know how long he had been unconscious.

Shang Xiangyu saw that Duan Rong did not answer, so he did not take it seriously. He closed his notebook, stood up, and said, "Come out with me."

Shang Xiangyu said this and walked out of the stone chamber. Duan Rong turned around silently and followed Shang Xiangyu out of the cave.

Shang Xiangyu stood outside the cave door, glanced at the corner of the platform outside the cave, and saw several people busy working. He said, "Pan Yong, this kid is called Duan Rong, take him with you."

After Shang Xiang finished speaking, he turned and walked into the cave without waiting for anyone to respond.

At this time, a square-faced, bright-eyed young man raised his head, smiled naively, looked at Duan Rong, and said, "Junior Brother Duan, come over here."

Duan Rong glanced at the young man named Pan Yong. He had a dark complexion and although he looked honest, one could tell at a glance that he was a mature, prudent and scheming guy.

In a corner of the platform, the ground was filled with various equipment and some bottles and jars.

Duan Rong carefully stepped over the debris on the ground and stood not far from Pan Yong.

Pan Yong pulled out a stool from behind him, placed it beside him, and said without raising his head, "Come, sit here."

Duan Rong stepped over a strangely shaped wooden device and sat next to Pan Yong.

As soon as Duan Rong sat down, Pan Yong turned his head and looked at him, saying, "Watch carefully, I'll catch three for you to see."

Duan Rong looked intently and saw Pan Yong reach into a jar at his feet and pull out a bug from the jar.

The insect was about the size of a thumb, had no legs or whiskers, and was covered with alternating circles of a hard shell.

The worm kept squirming in Pan Yong's hand...

Pan Yong held the insect tightly in one hand and a blackened iron tool in the other. The iron tool looked a bit like tweezers, but not quite. There was a three-inch black needle sticking out from one end of it.

Pan Yong took the iron tool and used the black needle to pierce a protruding point on the insect's hard shell. He said, "First, use the black needle to fix it. Pierce the protruding part."

Pan Yong clamped the fixed insect with both ends of the tool, glanced at Duan Rong, and said, "Watch it carefully."

Then Pan Yong was seen grabbing the iron pole tool, and with a few movements of his fingers like tying a flower, the hard shell of the insect fell off, and a white, fat maggot-like insect rolled into Pan Yong's hand.

Pan Yong threw the fleshy, white, tender insect in his hand into a wooden basin at his feet. There were already more than a dozen large insects rolling and crawling in the basin...

Pan Yong took the empty shell off the black needle and threw it at his feet. He looked at Duan Rong and asked, "Did you see it clearly?"

Duan Rong shook his head in confusion.

Although Duan Rong didn't see it clearly, he knew that the key point was the moment when Pan Yong's fingers flashed. He moved and used the iron tool to pick off the hard shell of the insect.

"It's okay, let's take a look."

Pan Yong did the same thing and threw another insect into the wooden basin at his feet.

Duan Rong frowned. This time he stared closely at Pan Yong's fingers, but still couldn't see clearly.

Duan Rong asked, "Brother Pan, can you be a little slower when you remove the shell?"

Before Pan Yong could say anything, another young man not far away said, "Boy, it's not that I won't let you go slowly. It's just that if you go too slowly, you won't be able to pluck it off."

The man said, and suddenly snapped his fingers, saying: "Just like snapping your fingers here, if you are slow, it won't make a sound. Understand?"

Pan Yong looked at the young man who snapped his fingers, smiled and said, "Hey... Yin Cong, you know a lot now. When you first came, I asked you to pick up insect shells, but you looked gloomy and kept rolling your eyes at me..."

The young man named Yin Cong smiled and said, "Brother Pan, why do you keep bringing up those embarrassing things? Aren't you exposing my shortcomings in front of the newcomers?"

Duan Rong glanced at the young man named Yin Cong. This man was obviously lively in temperament, while the other young man next to him had a gloomy face and said nothing. While they were already talking and laughing, he was just concentrating on the work in his hands without even raising his head.

Pan Yong raised his hand again and threw a bug into the wooden basin, saying, "Come on, Junior Brother Duan, you try it."

Pan Yong said this, put down the iron tools in his hands and stood up.

Duan Rong had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit on Pan Yong's stool. Pan Yong sat next to him, looking at Duan Rong encouragingly and said, "It's okay, just do it. We all got through it this way."

Duan Rong sat there and just grabbed the black iron tool when the other people all looked at him. Even the senior brother who had been silent all the time looked at him.

Duan Rong first reached into the jar at his feet, trying to touch the insect and bring it up.

The moment I stretched out my hand from the jar, a tingling sensation spread across the palms and backs of my hands.

Duan Rong was picking up insects from the pile of insects. When Duan Rong reached the mouth of the jar, he found that he had picked up two insects. When he spread his fingers, one of them fell out.

Duan Rong held the insect's hard shell in his left hand, and the insect kept squirming...

The woman named Tang Zhu's face changed and she almost vomited.

She was the only one here who had never peeled a worm before. When she saw the worm wriggling in Duan Rong's hand, she got goose bumps all over her body.

Chen Hu glanced at Tang Zhu and said, "If you can't watch it, don't watch it."

Tang Zhu rolled his eyes at Chen Hu and said angrily, "What do you care?"

Duan Rong used the black needle at one end of the iron tool in his hand to pierce the protrusion of the insect's shell and fix it. Then Duan Rong clamped the insect firmly with both ends of the iron tool.

Just then, Pan Yong coughed, moved his stool and sat further away.

Duan Rong didn't care. He recalled the scene of Pan Yong picking off the insect shell in his mind, and suddenly his fingers moved.

With a "puff" sound, the insect shell was not only not removed, but the insect was crushed to pieces, and the white, smelly liquid splashed all over Duan Rong's face...

Yin Cong let out a few hearty laughs.

Tang Zhu also smiled, his face flushed...

The moment Tang Zhu smiled, Chen Hu moved his eyes away from Duan Rong and looked at the smiling Tang Zhu with shining eyes.

Tang Zhu noticed that Chen Hu was looking at her, and her face instantly turned redder. She glared at Chen Hu angrily and then buried her head in her work.

Pan Yong moved his butt and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's always like this the first time."

Duan Rong wiped the fishy and smelly insect paste off his face. He finally understood why Pan Yong had sat further away just now.

Pan Yong said, "Brother Duan, try a few more times. With this kind of thing, practice makes perfect. A few dead bugs won't be a problem."

After saying this, Pan Yong went to do other things, only glancing at Duan Rong from time to time.

Duan Rong sat there, looking at the black iron tool in his hand. Suddenly, his eyes moved and he thought to himself, "Read the spirit of the tool."

The next moment, a set of data appeared in front of Duan Rong.

Object: Black iron fixture.

Weapon spirit level: Not yet reached.

Devouring requirements: None.

Devouring effect: flexible and changeable, primary.

Duan Rong glanced at the devouring effect and said inwardly, "Devouring."

As the word "devour" flashed through Duan Rong's mind, the data panel in front of him shook and then collapsed, and suddenly there was nothing in the void.

Duan Rong began to sit there, closing his eyes to rest. He did this in order to digest the weapon spirit he had just devoured with the highest efficiency.

Duan Rong just sat there motionless, as if he was asleep, for a long time.

Pan Yong's expression has changed.

Yin Cong snapped his fingers again, and Pan Yong turned his head to look at him with an ugly expression.

Yin Cong said: "Here comes a master!"

Tang Zhu was concentrating on his work. He looked up at Duan Rong and then at Chen Hu, who was sitting across from him. He muttered, "This guy is so annoying..."

Chen Hu asked, "Why are you looking at me?"

Tang Zhu said, "See what's wrong with you?"

After a while, Duan Rong suddenly opened his eyes.

With each advancement in the Taizang Sutra, Duan Rong's speed in digesting the organ spirit will become faster.

At this time, Duan Rong had already achieved the third level of the Garbha Sutra.

The soul is like Duan Rong's stomach that devours weapon spirits. As the soul becomes stronger, not only can Duan Rong devour weapon spirits of higher levels, but his digestion speed also becomes faster and faster.

It’s as if this “stomach” is not only getting bigger, but its digestive ability is also getting stronger.

As Duan Rong suddenly opened his eyes, the eyes of several people moved.

Duan Rong reached out his hand again and took out a bug from the jar at his feet. With a push of his hand, he fixed the bug on the black needle.

Almost at the same time when the insect was fixed, Duan Rong moved his right hand, and the two ends of the black iron clamp had clamped the insect firmly. The next moment, Duan Rong pinched his fingers, and the two ends of the black iron clamp trembled.

A big, fat, white worm fell into Duan Rong's hands.

Duan Rong's movements were even smoother than what Pan Yong had just demonstrated.

Because Pan Yong had to demonstrate to Duan Rong, he had to be very serious.

Several people stood there in a daze. Before they could react, another big fat worm was thrown into the wooden basin by Duan Rong.

Pan Yong said: "You... Junior Brother Duan, you are so amazing..."

Duan Rong said: "It's my senior brother who taught me well."

Pan Yong smiled awkwardly. He had only demonstrated it to Duan Rong three times.

Yin Cong looked at Chen Hu's profile and said with a smile, "Alas... expressionless man, you are really outshined by him!"

Chen Hu was already the best among them, setting a record of killing only seven insects.

But Duan Rong only killed one insect.

Chen Hu glanced at Duan Rong and saw his familiar movements. Even though he usually had a calm demeanor, he was slightly surprised at this moment.

Yin Cong said: "This buddy is a martial artist!"

Chen Hu hummed, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Yin Cong said: "I heard that some martial arts geniuses with high comprehension can learn any martial arts moves just by looking at them once. I didn't believe it before."

Yin Cong said this and glanced at Duan Rong again.

There is something special about the worm-extracting clamp.

All of them were outer disciples, and their attainments in martial arts were among the best among their peers.

The insect was fat and tender. It was possible to pick off its shell without damaging the body. My fingers could change into more than ten different shapes in an instant.

It always takes repeated improvements to understand these changes.

Inevitably, you will get splashed with stinky liquid on your face again and again.

If you meet a stupid person, it is normal to spit a few times.

But Duan Rong only crushed the bug once, and the second time it worked.

During this time, he just sat there with his eyes closed for a while.

Could it be that, just by closing my eyes and thinking for a while, I could see through the more than ten kinds of changes?

What kind of monstrous comprehension ability is this?
Chen Hu suddenly sighed and said, "There is always someone better than you." Then he stopped looking at Duan Rong and continued to concentrate on the work in his hands.

At this moment, there was a sudden rattling sound of iron chains from the other end of the platform.

A figure actually walked out from the corner at the other end of the platform.

He was a lame man, shorter than an average person. When he came out, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and drooled at the corners of his mouth...

Yin Cong said: "It's over, the little devil has woken up."

Duan Rong had also looked over there.

The man's appearance seemed to be an adult, but his face still retained a childish look, and there was a kind of naivety in that childishness.

The lame man yawned, looked over here, and immediately found that there was one more person.

An expression of excitement instantly appeared on his silly face, and he immediately limped over here. With a loud noise, he was caught by the iron chain.

The lame man was nearly pulled and fell, but he didn't seem to care. He just laughed and looked at Duan Rong.

He obviously knew that Duan Rong was new.

The lame man stood there and began to feel his body with his hands.

After a while, he took out something from his pocket, suddenly raised his hand, and threw it hard at Duan Rong.

Duan Rong felt strange when the lame man appeared, especially because he had an iron ring around his waist and an iron chain tied to it.

At this moment, the lame man raised his hand and a black shadow flew towards him.

Duan Rong could already tell from mid-air that it was just a piece of stone.

When the stone came close to him, he reached out and grabbed it.

When the lame man saw Duan Rong taking his stone, he was stunned at first, then he screamed in anger and grabbed another stone and threw it at Duan Rong.

Duan Rong reached out again and threw the stone at his feet.

The lame man was humiliated twice and became even more angry. He even rolled on the ground.

The lame man rolled on the ground, stood up again, and threw the stone at Duan Rong.

Duan Rong remained calm and copied them one by one.

At this time, Tang Zhu looked at Duan Rong and said, "Don't keep hitting him. If you let him hit you once, he will stop hitting you."

There were already four or five stones at Duan Rong's feet, and his face became increasingly ugly. But he had just arrived and had no idea what was going on, let alone who this cripple was or why he was chained to the stone wall.
When Duan Rong heard Tang Zhu say this, he saw a stone flying towards him, so he didn't catch it. Instead, he turned his head and let it hit his forehead.

When the lame man saw that he had succeeded in his move, he clapped his hands in joy.

Duan Rong had a cold face and just lowered his head to peel the insects.

At this moment, a stone suddenly hit Tang Zhu on the head. Tang Zhu's face immediately showed an angry look, but she did not look up. She just paused and continued with the work at hand.

The lame man saw that the two people he hit had no reaction, and he immediately felt bored. He threw away the stone in his hand, sat in front of the stone fence, and screamed...

The lame man was tired, so he looked at the rolling white fog in the valley and became dazed...

(End of this chapter)