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

Chapter 331 Worm
Shang Xiangyu took two thin-necked white porcelain bottles from Duan Rong. He opened the stopper of one of the bottles, sniffed it, and a look of intoxication appeared on his face.

Shang Xiangyu put the two porcelain bottles into his sleeves, glanced at the two corpses not far away, and said, "You two take care of this."

Pan Yong asked, "Should we still treat it as missing?"

Shang Xiangyu glared back at Pan Yong, and Pan Yong immediately lowered his head.

Shang Xiangyu said, "This place is in such a mess as if a furnace exploded. Let Lao Qin from the lower house come over tomorrow and tell him that there was another furnace explosion."

"This..." Pan Yong muttered in his heart, his eyes hesitated, and said: "The last time it was a furnace explosion, will it explode again this time?"

After hearing Pan Yong's words, Shang Xiangyu remained silent.

Seeing Shang Xiangyu didn't say anything, Duan Rong said, "It's because the furnace exploded last time that we want to make it explode this time. Because the explosion last time was real."

Shang Xiangyu looked Duan Rong up and down with deep eyes, then turned to look at Pan Yong and said, "Duan Rong sees things more deeply than you do."

Pan Yong frowned, his eyes clearly flashing with complexity, and he quickly said: "Two consecutive furnace explosions may alarm the Judgment and Rectification Department. I'm afraid there will be some trouble?"

Shang Xiang said, "It doesn't matter if the people from the Judgment and Rectification Department come. You two just insist that you refined the same medicine twice and both times the furnace exploded. For the rest, let them ask me. I will handle them myself!"

After Shang Xiang finished speaking, he walked out of the cave.

Pan Yong glanced at Duan Rong with a strange look in his eyes, and then smiled in an instant, saying, "Junior brother, you may not be very old, but you are very mature!"

Duan Rong smiled and said, "Brother, we are from the same sect, so it is better for us to live in harmony with each other."

"Of course, that's natural." Pan Yong said, "Brother, look at this scene, what should we do?"

Duan Rong clasped his fists and said, "Just follow Senior Brother's instructions. I will lend a hand to you."

Pan Yong cursed him secretly and said with a smile: "Then Junior Brother, let's turn this furnace upside down just like the last time it exploded."

Duan Rong nodded, and the two of them infused their internal energy together, pushing the alchemy furnace at the bottom to the side.

The heavy alchemy furnace fell diagonally to the ground with a bang, and the rocky ground beneath his feet shook slightly.

Pan Yong glanced at the bodies of Yin Cong and Chen Hu and asked, "Are these two going to be smashed together?"

Duan Rong took a look and saw that Chen Hu's body was headless and Yin Cong's heart was exploded. It was not impossible for the two of them to smash into each other.

Pan Yong looked at Duan Rong and said, "Isn't it a bit far-fetched to smash them together? Junior brother, why did you insist on chopping off Chen Hu's head? It's so troublesome to set up now."

Duan Rong touched his nose and said nothing.

How could he think so far ahead? At that time, he didn't even know whether he could survive Shang Xiangyu's hands.
After some deliberation, the two men finally smashed the bodies of Chen Hu and Yin Cong under the alchemy furnace on the second floor.

Chen Hu's head and neck were smashed to pieces by the edge of the alchemy furnace, obliterating all traces of his beheading.

Yin Cong's chest was smashed, covering up the traces of his exploded heart.

In fact, it's not that there are no other options, but there are signs of torture on the bodies of both men. In order to cover up the real cause of death, smashing them is the only way to cover it up thoroughly. Other methods of handling will inevitably leave some clues.

After the two of them dealt with the corpse, Pan Yong looked at the overturned alchemy furnace on the bottom floor, and his eyes moved.

There must be some medicine residue in the furnace that is about to explode!

Pan Yong's eyes swept across and suddenly looked at the big cauldron in the corner. He walked over slowly, wrapped the remains of Shang Xin's body in the cauldron with a filter cloth, and put it into the alchemy furnace.

Pan Yong made three trips before he managed to get all the corpse residue in the cauldron into the alchemy furnace.

Then he picked up the big stone pot, knelt down beside the stone pit under the alchemy furnace, smashed the floating dust on the surface of the stone pit, scooped up half of the red magma that still had residual heat from the bottom and poured it into the alchemy furnace.

There was a sizzling sound, and thick smoke came out from the overturned furnace.

Pan Yong stood there, coughing due to the choking.

Then, Pan Yong scooped up half a pot of magma and poured it in. However, there was no more smoke coming out of the furnace, and no sizzling sound was heard.

Duan Rong could smell the strong smell of burning even though he was standing not far away.

Pan Yong looked into the furnace and saw black residue at the bottom, which was almost the same as the last time the furnace exploded.

Pan Yong put down the hot stone pot in his hand and looked at Duan Rong and said, "Brother, take a look, is there anything missing?"

Duan Rong took a few steps and picked up the nine-section whip on the ground not far away. He took the nine-section whip and walked to the bodies of Chen Hu and Yin Cong, and wrapped the tip of the nine-section whip around Yin Cong's leg. Then, he walked to a certain place and put away the three scimitars that Pan Yong had knocked down.

Pan Yong looked at Duan Rong with flickering eyes.

He had to admit that Duan Rong was a meticulous guy, no wonder the business master chose to keep him in the end.

After both of them finished, they walked out of the cave one after the other, passed through the dense forest, and came to the edge of the cliff.

Duan Rong walked behind Pan Yong, always keeping a distance of nearly ten feet from him.

Along the way, the two didn't say a word.

The moment they came out of the cave, there seemed to be some kind of cold atmosphere that solidified between the two of them.

Duan Rong walked along the edge of the cliff, looking at Pan Yong's back in the dark night.

If it is true as he guessed, Shang Xiangyu will only keep one controlled person by his side, then one person between him and Pan Yong will have to die.

He had thought of this. Pan Yong had been with Shang Xiangyu for so long, he must know this better than him.

Therefore, when he surrendered, Pan Yong made trouble for him everywhere.

But, this time, that time.

If Pan Yong attacked him again at this time, he would kill him without hesitation.

Duan Rong believed that if he used all his tricks, Pan Yong would not be his match.

As for Shang Xiangyu, since he had left me behind, didn't he already have the intention to kill Pan Yong? Moreover, it was Pan Yong who started it first.

Shang Xiangyu would probably be happy to see this happen...

Pan Yong was not far ahead, walking past Duan Rong's cave entrance without stopping at all.

Duan Rong stood at the entrance of his cave, watching Pan Yong's figure disappear around the corner of the cliff in front, then turned around and walked into the cave.

Duan Rong walked into the cave with a gloomy face and sat cross-legged on the stone bed.

His mind was full of thoughts, and at this moment he felt even more frightened.

Tonight, he almost died in the red cave where alchemy was practiced.

However, the current situation is bad enough.

The pill that Shang Xiangyu forced him to take was obviously some kind of evil thing that could control people.

The moment Duan Rong sat cross-legged, his spiritual consciousness was released and penetrated his body.

In an instant, his limbs, meridians, and internal organs all appeared before his eyes in great detail.

The pill that was swallowed into the stomach had already disappeared, scattered throughout the flesh and blood...

Duan Rong checked his dantian and internal organs and found nothing abnormal. At this moment, Duan Rong suddenly frowned.

He found a tiny thing as small as a speck of dust, wriggling at the junction of his spine and skull...

That thing was so tiny that Duan Rong wouldn't even be able to detect it if it hadn't been wriggling between the joints.

Duan Rong instantly focused his spiritual consciousness and locked onto the tiny thing as small as dust.

The moment his spiritual sense enveloped the little thing, Duan Rong felt a chill all over his body and his scalp went numb as if it had been electrified.

The thing as small as dust turned out to be a tiny worm. It was wriggling between the joints at the junction of the spine and the skull, as if trying to drill into Duan Rong's skull.

Then Duan Rong discovered that there were many tiny worms in the gaps between the bones. They were all in the gaps between the vertebrae, crawling and wriggling towards the brain...

Duan Rong finally knew what the pill he swallowed was. It was actually this tiny worm.

In an instant, Duan Rong's eyes became as ferocious as a wild beast.

His mind urged on, and blood suddenly swelled up all over his body!
He actually activated the Divine Art of Filthy Blood in Taiyi Sect? !
Is this almost like seeking death? But Duan Rong knew that Shang Xiangyu was in a remote place, and he was in a deep cave. Although there was still a risk of exposure when he activated the Dirty Blood Divine Art, he absolutely could not tolerate those dense tiny worms drilling into his brain.

This is because the blood from the Filthy Blood Divine Art cannot enter the brain!

Once the worms enter his brain, even if he activates the Divine Blood Art, it will be powerless to save him.

In the dark and deep cave, Duan Rong sat cross-legged on the stone bed. In the darkness, countless dense blood threads were floating and wriggling around his body...

Duan Rong closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to observe his meridians and internal organs.

The moment he activated the Divine Art of Filthy Blood, not only did blood veins float around his body, but his interior was also densely covered with blood veins.

His muscles all turned into blood threads, tangled and intertwined.

Duan Rong observed with his spiritual sense and found that those tiny wriggling worms were entangled by the dense blood threads and turned into nothing the moment the blood threads burst out.

Duan Rong was still worried, so he penetrated his mind into his brain and confirmed that there was no worm wriggling in his brain. Only then did he finally feel relieved.

Duan Rong took a breath and opened his eyes.

This Divine Art of Filthy Blood is truly miraculous. No wonder even a dying person can be brought back to life.

Duan Rong felt the dense blood vessels crawling on his skin, and waves of wet, numb and itchy sensations came over him.

If it had been before, he would have already suffered from intensive phobia, but maybe these blood threads just killed the worms and saved his life. He now felt that these blood threads that were wriggling like leeches were actually somewhat cute.

At least they are controllable.

Duan Rong's mind moved, and the densely wriggling blood threads all over his body suddenly shrank back from the pores, and everything returned to normal in an instant.

Duan Rong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If he had been a little later, the worm at the top might have drilled into his brain.

Duan Rong walked out of the dark cave. The night wind blew past, and the sweat on his body cooled down.

Duan Rong couldn't help but chuckle, feeling pleased. Tonight, he not only survived, but also solved the problem.

As Duan Rong was thinking this, his eyes suddenly moved and he took the black porcelain bottle in his inner pocket.

Duan Rong stroked the smooth porcelain bottle in his hand, his eyes flickering in the dark. He suddenly turned around and walked back into the cave, sitting on the stone bed again.

In the darkness, Duan Rong poured out a pill from the black porcelain bottle. He held the pill in his hand and suddenly released his spiritual consciousness.

His spiritual consciousness instantly gathered and penetrated into the interior of the pill.

Duan Rong's face was full of horror.

With the help of his spiritual consciousness, he could clearly "see" the inside of the pill.

The inside of the pill was filled with densely packed worms.

This is an insect medicine.

However, these worms did not wriggle constantly like they did in his body. Instead, they were dead silent and motionless. It was obvious that they were wrapped in drugs and fell into a deep sleep.

As soon as the pill melted in his stomach, the worms were released.

"This thing is so weird!"

Shang Xiangyu's sinister face flashed through Duan Rong's mind, and a look of hatred and fear flashed in his eyes.

Shang Xiangyu is a martial artist who has reached the great perfection of the Yuanqi realm, and his methods are strange. In addition, he is also a pharmacist among the inner disciples and has a certain status in the sect. Facing such an opponent, Duan Rong felt a heavy sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart.

It was impossible for him to confront Shang Xiangyu head-on, that would be tantamount to seeking death.

But he must find a way to get away from this person.

To get away from him, one must get away from Taiyi Sect.

However, the good thing was that Shang Xiangyu saw him swallow an insect medicine with his own eyes.

Shang Xiangyu was determined in his heart that he had controlled him.

As time goes by, as long as he can completely gain Shang Xiangyu's trust, he will definitely have the opportunity to escape from this place and leave Taiyi Sect!
As long as you leave Taiyi Gate, the sky is high and the sea is vast!

He can change his identity and start over, or he can sneak into another state and seek other development!

The art of the soul originated from the Western Regions!
Maybe it would be nice to go to the Fashang Temple in the Western Regions!

In the temple, one may achieve great enlightenment and realize emptiness!
Then there is no need to worry about Lu Qingzhu and Xiao Yu anymore!
Duan Rong thought so, then he lay down on the stone bed, covered with a blanket, and fell asleep in a daze...

He was already very tired tonight, and his spirit and soul were over-exhausted. If his spirit and soul were not too exhausted, he would definitely refine a Zhengyang Pill before going to sleep.

Duan Rong drooled in his sleep, mumbling, "Qingzhu, my husband is going to become a monk. Go to Faxiang Temple and become a monk!?"

On the table, there was a dim candlelight, flickering.

Shang Xiangyu sat cross-legged on a reed cushion by the wall. Although he was still wearing the wrinkled and dirty Taoist robe, he had tied up his loose silver hair, which was rare.

Shang Xiangyu was regulating his breathing, and the dim candlelight reflected on his face.

His pale face had tight skin, and even the corners of his eyes were smooth, without a single wrinkle. But the weird thing was that on his neck, there were actually strands of fine lines crawling up from his collar...

After Shang Xiangyu finished regulating his breathing, his eyes suddenly fixed and he took off his shirt.

When his Taoist robe was removed, he could see that although there was still a white and smooth area on his chest, the wrinkles around it seemed to have spread a lot more than the last time he checked.

Shang Xiangyu's eyes were filled with pain. "It has spread to this place in just a few days?!"

Only a few sparse fine lines were seen, which had spread to the vicinity of his breasts, and above his abdomen, there was a large area of collapse.

The wrinkles on his arms had already spread over his shoulders and started to spread to his neck... It was as if a pair of invisible hands were about to strangle his throat...

Shang Xiangyu flipped his hand and held a white porcelain bottle in his hand.

He poured out a pill.

This pill was originally named Rejuvenating Pill, but Shang Xiangyu succeeded in refining the pill using the Blood Pill method, so he called it Blood Spring Pill.

The Blood Spring Pill was bright red all over, with faint threads of light flashing on its surface.

Shang Xiangyu's eyes flickered slightly, and he put a pill into his mouth...

Shang Xiangyu slowly swallowed the pill, sat cross-legged, and began to refine the medicinal power.

As the candlelight flickered, Shang Xiangyu's pale face actually turned slightly red...

The few sparse fine lines on his neck and near his breasts disappeared unexpectedly...

The wrinkles on the shoulders and abdomen gradually changed from dense to sparse, and then from sparse to smooth...

Half an hour later, the wrinkles on the abdomen actually retreated to the navel, and the wrinkles on the arms actually retreated to the elbows.

Shang Xiangyu's eyes suddenly opened, and he felt a surge of vitality in his body...

Shang Xiangyu looked at his arms and chest with a delighted look. "The Blood Spring Pill is indeed effective!"

As Shang Xiangyu finished speaking, the wrinkles on his navel and elbows appeared again.

Shang Xiangyu's happy look suddenly dimmed.

"Blood Spring Pill can only delay the spread of aging in the body... but it cannot cure the disease of the source of exhaustion..."

"...Thirty-six Blood Spring Pills, even if we don't consider the attenuation of drug resistance, can only buy me half a year at most..."

"Besides, I have no relatives in the world. There will never be a second furnace of Blood Spring Pill!"

"Half a year may be enough!" Shang Xiangyu's eyes suddenly became deep. "I originally thought it was difficult to make this decision. But my father is dead, my heart is dead too, and I am all alone in this world."

Being alone in the world, his mood seemed strangely relaxed. Not only did the decision become easier, but he was even not as afraid of death as before...

Under the candlelight, Shang Xiangyu suddenly smiled evilly.

(End of this chapter)