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

Chapter 338 Blood Jade Insect Eggs

Pan Yong walked out of the dilapidated and strange gate of the lower house, holding the note given to him by Old Man Qin in his hand.

The approval note was signed by Old Man Qin, stamped with the seal of the House of Commons, and indicated the date on which he left the palace.

What he told Qin Laitou was that he would leave the mountain early tomorrow morning, which was May 19th.

Pan Yong folded the note and put it into the inner pocket of his lapel. He stood on the platform of the lower courtyard, glanced at the sky above the dense forest in the distance, and then walked quickly to the edge of the cliff.

Pan Yong walked along the cliff to a certain iron rope. He rowed into the ropeway and came to the top of the hill where the medicine pavilion was located.

Pan Yong showed the sect's cloud certificate at the gate of the medicine cabinet.

The gatekeeper was a thin, dark-skinned middle-aged man. He opened the sect's cloud certificate, looked at the portrait inside, glanced at Pan Yong, and without saying a word, handed the sect's cloud certificate back to him.

Pan Yong took the sect's letter and walked through the gate.

Although he knew that he had done nothing wrong, he still felt a little nervous when someone checked the sect's cloud certificate.

Pan Yong walked across the large square in front of the gate, glanced at the figure on the arrow tower, then lowered his head and walked quickly past the arrow tower, heading straight for the three-story pavilion with gray walls and black tiles.

Pan Yong walked to the curved counter where Xia Honghua was sitting, applying red nail polish.

Pan Yong showed the sect's cloud certificate, took the yellow cover booklet, and was about to leave.

Xia Honghua put down the rat-hair brush with nail polish on it, looked at Pan Yong, and asked, "Let me ask you, what about Duan Rong? He agreed to do a job for me, but he hasn't shown up in a few days?"

Pan Yong just glanced at Xia Honghua, didn't dare to say anything more, and immediately turned and left.

When Xia Honghua saw that Pan Yong ignored her and walked away while she was asking questions, she became very angry.

"None of these guys makes me happy? Where did these enemies come from?"

Pan Yong was walking quickly between the shelves filled with goods, flipping through the yellow cover book in his hand.

He already had the auxiliary medicine for the fifth level of the Taizang Sutra, the black blood fruit. What he wanted to exchange now was the auxiliary medicine for the sixth to twelfth levels.

About half an hour later, he walked back to the curved counter with a bag in his hand and a twinkling look in his eyes.

He found the auxiliary medicines for the sixth to eleventh levels of the Taizang Sutra, but he could not find the auxiliary medicine for the twelfth level, the bloodworm eggs, even after searching through the entire yellow cover booklet.

Could it be that even Shang Xiangyu has no right to exchange the auxiliary medicines of the Twelve-Level Taizang Sutra?
Shang Xiangyu is an inner disciple and also a pharmacist.

His eyes suddenly moved and he thought of another possibility. Maybe it was not that Shang Xiangyu did not have the authority, but that this kind of blood jade insect eggs were too scarce and there was no stock at all.

He really wanted to ask Xia Honghua about this question, but he suppressed it.

Asking about blood jade insect eggs, such a sensitive question, are you afraid of not being exposed?
Pan Yong put the bag in his hand on the counter.

Xia Honghua sat there, glanced at the pocket, then raised her hand and looked at her newly painted nail polish in the light.

Seeing that Xia Honghua ignored him, Pan Yong put the bag in front of her and said, "Please help me."

Xia Honghua then glanced at him and said angrily, "You also know how to trouble me? I asked you a question before, why didn't you answer me? I asked you, is Duan Rong coming?"

"Go back and tell him that if he doesn't come tomorrow, he doesn't have to come anymore!"

"Did you hear that?" Seeing Pan Yong still standing there without saying anything, Xia Honghua glared at him.

Pan Yong said, "Yes. I will definitely tell Junior Brother Duan Rong."

Seeing that Pan Yong finally spoke, Xia Honghua took the bag next to her with a chuckle.

After Xia Honghua calculated the accounts, Pan Yong took out Shang Xiangyu's star chart.

Xia Honghua accepted it and spent more than 5,000 points.

Pan Yong, Chen Hu, and Yin Cong used to come here often to exchange things for Shang Xiangyu. Although a lot of points were spent today, Shang Xiangyu was a pharmacist, and Xia Honghua didn't know what medicines were needed to make medicine.

She didn't care much about these. After brushing, she handed the pocket and the star map back to Pan Yong.

When Pan Yong took the bag, his hands trembled slightly, but he immediately suppressed them.

What’s in here are the auxiliary medicines from levels six to eleven of the Taizang Sutra!
He glanced at the board and saw that there were only more than 500 contribution points left.

Pan Yong took the astrolabe from his sleeve, tied the bag around his waist, and walked out of the pavilion.

The moment he walked out of the pavilion, he let out a long sigh at the door.

Dealing with Xia Honghua is much more difficult than dealing with Old Man Qin.

He had seen with his own eyes how Pan Yong got along with Old Man Qin, so he could give full play to his abilities without worrying too much about any mistakes.

But he had no idea how Pan Yong usually got along with Xia Honghua! He didn't even know how Pan Yong usually addressed Xia Honghua.

That's why he just omitted the title.

If you don't know what to address, just say less to avoid mistakes. This was the principle he had thought of before he came.

Fortunately, they got through it safely, and Xia Honghua didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

Pan Yong walked past the arrow tower and arrived at the square. He did not go directly across the square and out of the gate of the medicine pavilion.

Instead, he turned and walked towards the row of low buildings in the corner.

He walked into the room for exchanging pills and used Pan Yong's star plate to exchange for six bottles of Zhengyang Pills.

When he walked out of the pill room, he glanced at the star chart and saw that there were only eight contribution points left on the chart.

In fact, there were still more than 500 contribution points on Shang Xiangyu's star chart, but he didn't dare to use Shang Xiangyu's star chart to exchange them here.

In Xia Honghua's case, it was because they often used the star disk in Shang Xiang language to exchange medicines, and it had become a common practice.

However, if he took Shang Xiangyu's star plate and ran to the registered disciple to exchange it for pills, he would be seeking exposure.

However, Shang Xiangyu's star chart was not acceptable, but he used Pan Yong's star chart to exchange for six bottles of Zhengyang Pills, which was a normal operation and no one would be suspicious.

He put the six bottles of Zhengyang Pills into the pocket on his waist and walked out of the medicine cabinet.

After exiting the medicine cabinet, he tried to walk normally and slowly walked toward the locked path at the edge of the cliff.

He jumped off the iron chain and returned to the top of Shang Xiangyu's hill again.

After jumping off the iron chain, I looked up and saw leaden clouds in the sky, which seemed darker than when I left.

The moment his feet landed on the top of the mountain, his figure flashed and he moved quickly along the cliff like a ghost.

He stepped on the rocks and jumped into the dense forest. At this time, the light in the forest was already dim.

He came to a secret place deep in the dense forest, and suddenly released his spiritual sense. After making sure that there was no one around, he dug a hole in the ground and buried the pocket on his waist in it.

After filling the pit and covering it with nearby dry fallen leaves, he took one last look to make sure there was nothing strange before leaving.

He came to the pond in the dense forest, and with a flip of his hand, he took out two astrolabes, one for Shang Xiangyu and the other for Pan Yong. Without blinking an eye, he threw both astrolabes into the bottomless pond.

Shang Xiangyu still had more than 500 contribution points on his star chart, which was a pity. However, he had already exchanged all the auxiliary medicines for the sixth to eleventh levels of the Taizang Sutra. If he exchanged for other things, it would increase the risk of exposure for no reason, which was unwise!

He saw two star plates fall into the deep pool with a splash, splashed two water drops, and then sank. He turned and left, found some dry firewood, and lit it on a large bluestone not far away.

As the flames danced in the twilight, he took out Pan Yong's sect certificate and the approval note from Old Man Qin from the lower house from his inner pocket and threw them into the fire in front of him.

The flames devoured the sect's cloud certificate and the batch of notes, and soon they turned into ashes.

Just at this moment, he tore off his face with a "swish".

In the light and fire, Duan Rong's face was as gloomy as frost.

The facial skin was made of melted wild peach gum stuck on the face. When it was torn off violently, Duan Rong's whole face was in pain.

He threw the face in his hand into the fire in front of him.

Then he squatted down, picked up a piece of dry firewood, lifted up the skin, and watched the flames engulf it.

The face twisted and distorted in the flames. The waxy yellow skin began to turn black, oozing oil and emitting a burnt smell.

Duan Rong didn't stand up until his face turned black and gray.

The moment he stood up, there was a burst of sound from the joints all over his body. His height suddenly increased by half a head, and his shoulders became much broader.

Pan Yong's clothes looked too small for him, and his belly button was exposed.

Duan Rong took off all his clothes and threw them into the fire.

At this time, dusk had fallen and the dense forest was dark. Duan Rong walked naked into the pool of water not far away.

The cold water in the pool made him shiver.

He washed his whole body thoroughly in the pool, then walked out of the pool with his wet and naked butt and returned to his cave.

Duan Rong was in the cave. He wiped the water stains on his body with a towel, changed into his own clothes, and sat on the ground at the entrance of the cave. In the dark sky, he looked at the rolling black fog in front of him, his eyes flashing deeply.

He thought carefully again about everything that had happened during the day, and after confirming that there were no obvious omissions, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, a feeling of fatigue surged up from within his body.

From the time he killed Pan Yong until he dealt with those tails in the dense forest just now, he was on edge throughout the whole process, and his brain was working at high speed.

At this moment, I suddenly stopped and a feeling of fatigue suddenly came over me.

But Duan Rong still struggled and stood up.

Now is not the time to rest.

All traces of Pan Yong have disappeared from this world.

However, the black blood fruit and the auxiliary medicines for the sixth to eleventh levels of the Taizang Sutra that he exchanged from the medicine cabinet were still there.

He had to digest all of these things before anyone came after him.

He asked for ten days' leave for Pan Yong from Old Man Qin in the lower house, saying that he wanted to go to Shenyun Mansion.

Ten days later, according to the rules, Pan Yong had to go to the lower house to cancel his leave with old man Qin.

Around that time, Old Man Qin will discover the abnormality, but it should be able to delay for a while. If Pan Yong does not show up, Old Man Qin will report it to the sect.

At that time, the person pursuing the claim will start investigating.

The safest option for Duan Rong is to digest all the stolen goods within ten days.

By then, even if the person who came to pursue him came, there would be no trace left.

To complete five to eleven levels of the Garbha Sutra within ten days was not an easy task, so he had no time to rest.

Duan Rong walked along the cliff to Shang Xiangyu's cave. He entered the stone chamber, took out a black key, and opened the cupboard door.

Duan Rong took out the black blood fruit he had placed there, then locked the cupboard and walked out of the stone chamber.

Duan Rong came to the dense forest again. He suddenly came to a big and sturdy beech tree, put his palm on it, and said to himself: "Read the spirit of the instrument."

Immediately, a set of data appeared in front of Duan Rong in the dark forest.

Object: Old beech tree (Shuling 213)
Spirit Level: Level 5

Devouring requirements: Host's mental strength level 5 (satisfied)

Devouring effect: Unknown years in the mountains (can increase the host's mental strength)
Duan Rong looked at the data panel flashing in the darkness in front of him and said to himself, "Swallow."

The last time he practiced the fourth level of the Taizang Sutra with Xiao Yu, the tree spirits in his sea of consciousness had been almost exhausted, and he had to replenish them in the dense forest.

Duan Rong flashed like a ghost in the dark and dense forest, and slapped his palms on the tall and sturdy trees.

After about an hour, the tree spirit light sea in the spiritual sea of consciousness was full. There was no more space for swallowing.

Duan Rong stopped swallowing, and a hint of fatigue flashed across his eyes.

Duan Rong is now much faster in filling the sea of tree spirit light than when he was in Wild Boar Mountain.

When he first entered Wild Boar Mountain, his mental strength was only at level one, and the tree spirits he could devour were only first-level tree spirits.

He read many ancient trees before he could barely find one that he could devour.

However, his mental strength has now reached level five. He can devour tree spirits from level one to level five, and the speed is much faster than before.

Just then, there was a rustling sound from the bushes near Duan Rong's feet.

Duan Rong's eyes jumped, and his consciousness suddenly passed through. The next moment, Duan Rong's figure flashed by like a ghost, and the bushes rustled. Duan Rong stood there holding a game.

It was a pheasant whose neck had been broken by him.

He hadn't eaten for several days, so he decided to satisfy his stomach first, because he would have to do physical work later and he needed something to eat.

Duan Rong plucked the pheasant, gutted it and cleaned it by the pond, then roasted it on a large bluestone not far away.

When the pheasant was roasted, Duan Rong took it and left, eating up all the pheasant as he walked.

Duan Rong walked into the cave of the black blood vine holding a torch. He chewed the last pheasant neck in his mouth and swallowed it whole, including the bones and meat.

This is the place Duan Rong chose for himself to practice the Taizang Sutra.

The cave where the black blood vine is located is deep in the mountain.

It is also the most secret place on this mountain.

Moreover, the caves here are as dense as a spider web. Even if someone breaks in, it would be difficult to reach the black blood vine without someone to lead the way.

(End of this chapter)