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

Chapter 314 Black Blood Vine

The sky was gradually getting darker. In the deep mountains covered with dense clouds, the sky seemed to darken earlier than outside the mountains.

Pan Yong stood up, glanced at the work in everyone's hands, and said, "You guys have almost finished your work, so stop it. Duan Rong and I will finish the rest, you guys go back and cook first."

Yin Cong sealed the last jar in his hand and said, "I'm done here."

Chen Hu and Tang Zhu didn't say anything. They just dropped the work in their hands and got up and left.

"You two wait for me." Yin Cong immediately chased after them.

Pan Yong looked at Duan Rong who was still peeling the worms and said, "Okay, Duan Rong. No need to peel them anymore. This is enough."

In just over an hour, Duan Rong had filled the basin halfway. A bug was wriggling its chubby body and had already crawled to the edge of the basin. Just as it was about to climb up, Pan Yong wiped it with his hand and knocked it back into the basin where the bugs were rolling.

Pan Yong said: "Come on, let's work together again. There is one more process."

As Pan Yong spoke, he sat down in front of a strangely shaped wooden device not far away, pulled open something like a handle, then took a ladle and scooped some plump worms and poured them into the concave place in the middle of the wooden device.

Pan Yong looked up at Duan Rong, nodded his hand at his side, and said, "Press it down!"

Duan Rong's eyes moved, he understood something, and holding the handle tightly, he pressed the round handle into the concave place where the insect was placed.

With a "puff" sound, a stream of liquid flowed out from a bamboo tube at the front of the wooden instrument and flowed into a black pottery jar that Pan Yong had placed there earlier.

Along with the sound of the thin slurry flowing, an extremely strong fishy smell hit me in the face.

Duan Rong had already been prepared. He held his breath the moment he pressed the handle, but even so, his expression was extremely ugly.

Pan Yong glanced at Duan Rong and said, "It's always like this at the beginning. After a while, you'll realize that this bug is nothing."

Pan Yong was very satisfied with Duan Rong's performance.

He still hasn't vomited yet, which already ranks him in the top three. The other two people are him and Chen Hu.

Both of them were clever people, and they quickly cooperated well. In just half an incense stick of time, a large basin of meat worms was squeezed into pulp.

Pan Yong stood up and poured the herbal powder that had been prepared in advance into the jar containing the fishy liquid. Then Pan Yong held the jar and shook it before sealing it and placing it in the corner.

Pan Yong then wiped his hands, looked at Duan Rong, and said, "You stay here, wait for me."

Pan Yong said this and walked into the cave.

At this time, the sky was dark and the cave was pitch black, but in the side room, a dim light shone in.

Pan Yong walked into the side room.

The sky was dim. Shang Xiangyu lit a candle on the desk, leaned close to the candlelight, and continued to look at the notebook in his hand.

Pan Yong walked in, bowed, and said, "Master Shang, all the ingredients for refining medicine tomorrow have been prepared."

The deep contemplation in Shang Xiangyu's eyes slowly faded away. He stared at Pan Yong for a while before saying, "Well. How about Duan Rong?"

Pan Yong said: "That boy is quiet, but he is good at work."

Shang Xiangyu nodded and said, "Let him go with us to make medicine tomorrow."

Pan Yong's eyes jumped and he said, "Yes."

Normally, newcomers would only start to participate in medicine refining after half a year. Duan Rong had just arrived for one day when the business master asked him to participate in medicine refining.

This is a bit abnormal!
Pan Yong came out of the side room and walked out of the cave with a gloomy face.

Outside the stone cave, in the dim sky, Duan Rong was holding a strangely shaped object in his hand.

Pan Yong took a look and said, "That's a planer, made by Shang Shi himself. It's a little different from the ones out there."

Duan Rong nodded and put it aside.

He had just devoured all the artifacts here, but they were all spirit artifacts that had not yet entered the rank, and were all at the practical level.

Pan Yong said, "Duan Rong, come with me. I will arrange a place for you to stay first."

Duan Rong said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Pan."

Duan Rong picked up his backpack which he had placed at the entrance of the cave, followed Pan Yong, crossed the fence, and walked along the cliff for a while. Suddenly, he saw seven or eight scattered caves in the dim sky.

Pan Yong said, "Let's go to the stone cave over there. Someone used to live there, but they left only two months ago. The things in the cave are more organized."

Duan Rong followed Pan Yong to the entrance of a cave. This was the corner of the mountain road. If they walked further, they could follow the mountain path covered with rugged rocks and turn into the dense forest.

Duan Rong placed his backpack at the entrance of the cave.

Pan Yong said, "Junior brother, you can come back later to clean up. I will explain what needs to be explained to you first."

As Pan Yong spoke, he walked over there and walked along the mountain path into the dense forest.

"Actually, here, it's only when Master Shang wants to make medicine that he'll be busy for a while. Normally, it's pretty quiet."

"Everyone has a herb garden to look after. That person originally looked after this herb garden for more than a year. He's been gone for more than a month, and I've still been taking care of it. Now that you're here, I'll hand it over to you."

As Pan Yong spoke, he had already brought Duan Rong to the dense forest, to an area that had obviously been cleared.

Duan Rong's eyes moved.

This cleared land is covered with black withered vines and frost-haired wormwood.

The wooden frame was covered with black withered vines, and the gaps between the black withered vines were covered with white hairy Artemisia frostii...

Pan Yong and Duan Rong walked towards the cave in the dim forest.

As Pan Yong walked, he chatted with Duan Rong about the growth habits of the black withered vine and the frost-haired wormwood.

Duan Rong could answer fluently any two questions he asked.

Duan Rong knew in detail how to grow the Xuanku vine and Artemisia annua so that they would grow vigorously, as well as some seasonal taboos.

Pan Yong's mind was full of thoughts, but he still smiled calmly and said, "Brother, you know so much about the habits of the black withered vine and the frost-haired wormwood. I am relieved. You will definitely be able to take good care of this garden."

As they were talking, they had already reached the edge of the cliff, and Duan Rong immediately smelled a rich fragrance.

Pan Yong's eyes lit up and he said, "Let's go, Junior Brother. The meal is ready. Junior Sister Tang's cooking skills are unparalleled!"

The two men walked to the entrance of a cave and saw a large iron pot placed on a pile of firewood.

In the big iron pot, there was a thick soup boiling. Tang Zhu stood beside the pot, stirring it with a wooden spoon...

Chen Hu and Yin Cong were holding dry biscuits and leaning against the fire...

Soon, several people sat at the entrance of the cave, each with a bowl of thick soup and a pancake.

The flames burning on the firewood pile made their faces red.

Duan Rong walked in the mountains for more than three days, eating only dried meat and biscuits. He hadn't had hot soup for a long time.

Duan Rong broke the pancake, soaked it in the soup, and took a sip. The soup was thick, salty and fragrant, and very delicious.

Yin Cong smiled and said, "Junior Brother Duan Rong, this soup is not bad, right?"

Duan Rong said: "Not bad."

Yin Cong asked, "Junior brother, do you know what this soup is made of?"

Duan Rong shook his head and stuffed a piece of pancake soaked in soup into his mouth.

Yin Cong said: "It's the insect you peeled."

Duan Rong frowned, and suddenly he felt nauseous. It was as if the strong smell of the fishy liquid had returned to his nose again. Yin Cong saw Duan Rong's expression and laughed.

Duan Rong glanced at him and immediately realized that this person was playing a trick on him.

Tang Zhu said, "Don't listen to Yin Cong's nonsense. This guy just likes to play tricks on people. I'm most afraid of that bug. How could I possibly use it to make soup?"

Pan Yong chimed in, "Yes, this isn't made from the bugs. It's made from the dregs left after squeezing the bugs. It's bug dregs soup!"

After Pan Yong finished speaking, everyone laughed.

Duan Rong said: "It's a pity to use the worms to make soup. I think it would be good to fry them. They are juicy and full of juice when you take a bite!"

After Duan Rong finished speaking, he took a sip of the soup and swallowed it down.

Several people were stunned by what Duan Rong said. Yin Cong said, "Junior brother, you are still ruthless."

Pan Yong also glanced at Duan Rong and said, "What a strong taste!"

"A bunch of perverts!" Tang Zhu glared and cursed.

Chen Hu said: "Then... Junior Sister Tang, I didn't say anything."

"You're the most perverted!" Tang Zhu rolled his eyes at Chen Hu and said, "You didn't say anything, but just laughed secretly. Did you think I didn't see it?"

"Is it sinful to laugh?"

"Get up!" Tang Zhu stood beside Chen Hu and patted his shoulder.

Chen Hu immediately retracted his legs.

Tang Zhu stepped over Chen Hu, put down his bowl, picked up an empty bowl, filled it with soup again, and soaked half of the pancake in the soup.

Holding the bowl, she walked along the edge of the cliff towards the Shang Xiangyu Cave.

Duan Rong glanced at Tang Zhu's back. Although he had many questions in his mind, he felt that since he had just arrived, it would be better to say less. Asking around would easily make people wary.

Tang Zhu held the bowl and stepped over the stone fence outside the cave. It was already dark at this time. Tang Zhu walked to a stone platform carved into the cliff, placed the soup bowl on the platform, took out a fire starter, and lit the candle on the platform.

The candlelight cast a circle of light on the dark platform.

Tang Zhu held the bowl and looked at the lame man sitting in front of the fence.

Tang Zhu said, "Xin'er, come here."

The lame man heard someone shouting and turned his head. When he saw Tang Zhu holding a bowl, his mouth immediately watered. He grabbed the iron chain and crawled over, mumbling, "Eat...eat..."

Tang Zhu scooped half a spoonful of soup and put it into the lame man's mouth, and the lame man swallowed eagerly...

At this moment, a dark shadow walked out from the entrance of the cave and stood behind Tang Zhu.

Tang Zhu took a spoon and put soup into the lame man's mouth, but the lame man dodged and looked behind Tang Zhu, stretched out his hands with eager eyes and said, "Daddy... hug..."

Shang Xiangyu's face showed an expression mixed with pain and pity.

He glanced at Tang Zhu and said, "Feed Xin'er well. I'm going to go out for a while."

"Yes." Tang Zhu said.

Shang Xiangyu had already turned around and walked out of the fence. Tang Zhu glanced and saw that Shang Xiangyu was holding a rolled up empty sack in his hand.

When Tang Zhu saw Shang Xiangyu disappear into the darkness, she turned her head to look at the lame man and her face suddenly turned cold.

Tang Zhu picked up a stone, looked at the lame man, and said, "Xin'er, if you throw a stone at me again, I will beat you. Do you understand?"

While threatening, Tang Zhu pretended to hit the lame man. At this moment, there was a bang, and the lame man took out a stone from his pocket and hit Tang Zhu on the forehead again.

Tang Zhu was immediately furious. He put down the soup bowl, grabbed the lame man's arm and pressed him to the ground.

The lame man's face was pressed to the ground, he was struggling with his feet, and he was babbling...

Tang Zhu looked angry and said, "You dare to take another stone..."

She had just said half of her words when a black shadow flashed before her eyes, and with a snap, Tang Zhu flew backwards.

When she stood up, blood was already flowing from the corner of her mouth, and there were four bloody fingerprints on her face...

Tang Zhu's forehead immediately broke out in a layer of sweat, and his voice trembled. "Shang... Shang Shi..."

Shang Xiangyu helped the lame man up, wiped the dust and saliva off his face with a loving look, and then pinched off the gravel stuck to the corners of his mouth.

Shang Xiangyu looked at Tang Zhu coldly and asked, "Is this how you usually treat Xin'er?"

Tang Zhu immediately knelt down and cried, "Xin'er threw stones at me, I just wanted to warn him..."

Shang Xiangyu's eyes suddenly became extremely terrifying.

Tang Zhu's throat felt like it was tied and she could no longer speak. Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

"If you do that again, I will peel off your skin and feed it to the black blood vines underground!"

When Tang Zhu heard the words "black blood vine", her face turned pale instantly, and her face was distorted with extreme fear.

Tang Zhu prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Master Shang! Spare my life... spare my life... I won't dare to do it again..."

Tang Zhu kowtowed more than ten times until his forehead was bleeding, and finally he realized that Shang Xiangyu was no longer in front of him.

Shang Xiangyu had left without knowing when.

Only the lame man stood there stupidly, staring at something in the darkness...

When Tang Zhu saw Shang Xiangyu leave, she suddenly collapsed all over. It took her a long time to recover. She struggled to get up, picked up the soup bowl, and continued to feed the lame man.

Tang Zhu wiped her tears and said, "Come, Xin'er, sister will feed you..."

After Duan Rong and his friends had their meal, they dispersed.

Duan Rong returned to his cave.

He took out a lighter from his clothes and shone it into the deep cave.

This cave is fully stocked with all kinds of things, and it certainly looks like someone has lived there for a long time.

Duan Rong lit the candle on the stone table and looked at the stone bed not far away. He saw that the blankets and bedding on it were neatly laid out.

Duan Rong took off the dusty blanket on the stone bed, took out a new animal skin blanket from his backpack, spread it out, and sat cross-legged on it...

Duan Rong sat cross-legged with his five hearts facing the sky, feeling the extremely fine strand of true qi in his dantian.

He traveled for more than a month, and practiced breathing exercises whenever he had free time, but his progress was so slow that it could be described as a snail's pace.

Duan Rong knew very well that he needed to solve the problem of pills for the True Qi Realm...

After nightfall, a strong wind suddenly blew, turning the fog into water vapor, which fell on rocks and trees, and the light of the cold moon floated down from the clouds.

I saw a thin figure on the back mountain quite some distance away from the cliff. He was holding a large stone pot in one hand and a bulging sack in the other. His figure flashed among the rocks like a ghost.

Suddenly, the figure stopped in front of a stone wall covered with vines.

But the next moment, that figure disappeared strangely...

(End of this chapter)