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

Chapter 345: The Gate of Law
That day, in the dense forest, Duan Rong, sitting cross-legged on a bluestone, suddenly let out a long howl. The passionate energy in his Dantian meridians collided and surged, then merged and settled, converging into a solid mass of energy that lingered in his Dantian...

After refining the fifth bottle of Zhengyang Pills, Duan Rong finally achieved the first level of True Qi Realm.

His eyes lit up with joy, and he jumped up from the big bluestone. In mid-air, with a loud bang, he drew out the Minghong Sword.

In the dense forest, Duan Rong performed the Withered Prajna Sword in one move after another.

After achieving the first level, the power of the Kuruo Prajna Sword has been significantly improved.

As Duan Rong's sword rose and fell, his true energy surged, and a faint but strange sound of wind was heard in the air.

That was the sound of friction between the true energy surging from the blade and the air.

Duan Rong struck three times in a row, then sheathed his sword and stood up. He looked up at the sky above the tree and murmured, "It seems I should go to the stone workshop."

When Duan Rong arrived at Shifang, Ximen Kankan had not yet finished his work.

Ximen Kankan walked out of the red-hot cave carrying a big hammer.

He leaned the sledgehammer against the ground, wiped the sweat off his face with the blackened towel draped over his shoulder, and looked at Duan Rong and said, "Didn't you just come here a few days ago? Why are you here again? What? Do you miss me so much?"

Duan Rong glared at Ximen Kankan and said, "Who the hell missed you? Are you crazy?"

Ximen Kankan laughed strangely and said, "Then why are you here again?"

Duan Rong said, "I have something to do. Take me to the cave where the discarded weapons were stored last time."

Ximen Kankan looked at Duan Rong with a strange look. Last time, Duan Rong had rummaged around in that cave full of junk, and he wanted to go there again this time.

"It's over there. No one cares about that place. You can go there by yourself." Ximen Kankan said, turning his head and glancing at the direction of the cave with his chin.

"Okay then." Duan Rong glanced at a cave there. Actually, he knew the place. He just wanted to say hello to Ximen Kankan. "When you get off work, come find me there."

"Okay!" Ximen Kankan said, "Why are you so keen on rummaging through that pile of junk? Why don't you come to our place to collect junk? We're in need of help here at the Stone Shop!"

"I'm going to take you in first!" Duan Rong cursed and turned away.

Ximen Kankan laughed and said, "You actually called me a piece of trash! You better watch your butt!?"

Duan Rong's face darkened when he heard this.

The first time he came to Shifang, he was attacked and kicked in the butt by this kid. But when Ximen Kankan said this at this time, he didn't just mean this! He was throwing the words he used to tease Jiang Qingyu at him? !

Duan Rong suddenly bent down, turned around, grabbed a stone at his feet, and threw it at Ximen Kankan.

When Ximen Kankan saw Duan Rong's movements, he immediately slumped his shoulders and ducked his head. He heard a "whoosh" sound above his head, and the stone hit the stone wall behind him, sending stone chips crashing down...

"Are you serious?!" Ximen Kankan looked at the peeling stone chips on the stone wall behind him, touched his head with his hand, and felt a little scared.

"Who told you to be so rude!?"

Duan Rong bent down and picked up another stone.

Ximen Kankan was already carrying a big hammer and ran into the blacksmith's cave.

Duan Rong threw the stone in his hand into the corner, dusted off his hands, and said, "You're pretty fast."

Duan Rong came to the cave where the discarded weapons were stored. At the entrance of the cave, he took a torch and a tinder from his inner pocket and lit the torch.

Duan Rong walked into the dark cave holding a torch.

After passing through a dark corridor, we arrived at the heart of the cave.

Duan Rong looked at the piles of abandoned weapons in front of him, which looked like small hills, in the light of the torch, and his heart couldn't help but feel excited.

To others, this was just a pile of garbage, but to him, it was a pile of martial arts secrets.

No, it's even more advanced than martial arts secrets.

The martial arts secrets still need to be practiced.

He used his ability to devour weapon spirits, and after devouring and digesting them, he reached a ready-made realm.

Although his internal strength still needs to be refined and accumulated before he can achieve success.

However, with his existing realm and familiarity with the methods of practicing internal energy, his speed has far surpassed that of ordinary people. Even those so-called gifted people in the general sense find it difficult to match him.

What's more, Duan Rong has now accomplished the eleventh level of the Garbha Sutra.

His mental power level at this time has reached level twelfth, which means that he can devour a twelfth-level weapon spirit.

A twelfth-level weapon spirit! He had never dared to imagine this before.

Duan Rong calculated that the first level of the True Qi Realm was a fourth-order spirit weapon.

The fourth level of the Qi Realm, that is, the seventh-level weapon spirit.

The twelfth-level weapon spirit that he could devour had already reached the first level of the cyclone realm.

Duan Rong glanced and saw several figures working deep in the cave in the distance. Those people obviously didn't notice him at all.

Duan Rong stuck the torch in his hand into a stone wall not far away. He turned around and walked to a pile of abandoned weapons that looked like a small hill.

Duan Rong raised his head and looked at the pile of discarded weapons that was much taller than him. His eyes flashed with a clear light. "I wonder if I can absorb the martial arts of the cyclone realm?"

Duan Rong knew that the martial arts at the Cyclone Realm were already considered unique skills!
It can be said to be the highest realm of martial arts.

Above the Cyclone Realm is the Cavernous Realm.

For those who have reached the Cave and Nether Realm, their cultivation is no longer within the scope of martial arts.

The strong ones in the Dongming Realm comprehend the power of laws.

Just like the man in the black cloak who interrogated him in the dungeon of the Judgment Zongzhengsi, he should be a strong man in the Dongming Realm.

Duan Rong still clearly remembered the feeling of powerlessness and terror. The moment the man raised his hand, his entire body became paralyzed.

Duan Rong felt at that time that the space around him was solidified by some strange force.

The only thing that was not affected was his soul. He could still think.

That was obviously some kind of law and force that he could not understand.

However, the power of the law is still too far away for Duan Rong now.

What he was thinking now was that if he could devour a twelfth-order weapon spirit, it would be the first level of the ultimate skill.

If that were the case, he would also be able to get a glimpse of the mystery of the unique skills.

The difference between unique skills and ordinary martial arts such as Mahayana, Hinayana and Hinayana is that to practice unique skills, one needs to comprehend the artistic conception, the so-called sword intention, knife intention and so on.

In fact, the key to advancing from the Cyclone Realm to the Cavernous Realm lies in whether the warrior can initially comprehend the power of the law from the deepest levels of the sword and knife intent he has comprehended, and thus advance to the Cavernous Realm.

Therefore, the unique artistic conception of sword intention and knife intention is actually the passage leading to the realm of cave and darkness.

In other words, the deepest part of artistic conception is the door to the law!
But those who can open this door are as rare as the morning stars.

If Duan Rong devoured the twelfth-level spirit weapon and digested and absorbed it, wouldn't he be able to comprehend the initial artistic conception?

Artistic conception is not internal strength, but the soul level. He can obtain it immediately after swallowing and digesting it.

Duan Rong's heart was pounding, but his face showed no expression. He bent down and picked up a dusty, broken-blade, ring-handled sword at his feet.

The ring-handled sword is also a popular type of knife in this world, and its handle usually has a symbolic ring. Duan Rong held the ring with his hand, tightened the handle, and said to himself: "Read the weapon spirit!"

In the dark cave, a set of data appeared before his eyes.

Object: Ring-headed sword
Spirit Level: Level 6

Devouring requirements: Host's mental strength level 6 (satisfied)
Devouring Effect: Feathered Sword Level 3

Duan Rong looked at the data panel in front of him and thought to himself, "Sixth-level weapon spirit. True Qi realm martial arts."

Although Duan Rong wanted to devour a twelfth-level weapon spirit so that he could have a preliminary understanding of the unique artistic conception of sword or knife skills, he was not crazy after all. With his current level of cultivation, the martial arts of the true qi realm was what he needed most.

"Swallow!"

As the data panel in front of him collapsed and disappeared, Duan Rong threw the ring-handled sword in his hand behind him with a clang.

These were originally discarded weapons, and once Duan Rong devoured their spirits, they became truly tattered.

Duan Rong bent down and picked up another discarded weapon...

After Ximen Kankan finished work, he washed his face, wiped the smelly sweat on his neck, chest and back with a black towel, changed his clothes, and went to the cave where the discarded weapons were piled to find Duan Rong.

Ximen Kankan adapted quickly. In just over two months, he had completely adapted to life here.

He walked into the cave and saw a ball of fire not far from the cave entrance.

Ximen Kankan walked over and saw Duan Rong standing in front of a pile of discarded weapons that looked like a small mountain, constantly grabbing weapons in his hands. Duan Rong only grasped the weapons briefly and threw them behind him.

Behind him, there was a pile of discarded weapons half a person's height.

Ximen Kankan's face was filled with astonishment, with a glint of doubt in his eyes.

"What...what is this doing?"

He had already felt strange last time, but this time, his doubts were even deeper, and he even thought Duan Rong was a little crazy.

No, not even a little bit. He felt that Duan Rong was just crazy.

Ximen Kankan walked slowly to a place not far from Duan Rong and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Duan Rong turned his head and glanced at him, saying, "You're off work! Wait for me for a while, I think I'll be done soon."

Ximen Kankan felt relieved when he saw that Duan Rong was speaking normally.

He walked to Duan Rong's side, laid on his shoulder and touched his head.

"what?!"

Duan Rong shook off his hand and smashed the broken copper mace in his hand into the pile of weapons behind him with a clang.

The bronze mace smashed off the top three or four broken-blade swords on the pile of weapons.

Ximen Kankan looked suspicious and asked, "Let me see if you are confused because of the burning. Can you tell me what you are doing? Are you moving these useless weapons?"

"No." Duan Rong said, "I'm calling in reinforcements (old soldiers)."

Duan Rong felt that he had said a very bad pun and chuckled.

Ximen Kankan had a stern face and obviously had no reaction to this cold joke.

Duan Rong ignored him and continued to pick up the discarded weapons in front of him.

Ximen Kankan stood nearby and watched for a while. He noticed that Duan Rong's eyes were bright and focused.

After a while, Ximen Kankan walked up and grabbed Duan Rong's wrist.

Duan Rong turned his head and looked at Ximen Kankan.

Ximen Kankan said: "I don't mean to disturb you. I'm just a little confused. Can you tell me what you are doing?"

Duan Rong looked at Ximen Kankan's serious expression, blinked his eyes, and said, "Kankan, do you know that all things have spirits?"

Ximen Kankan was a bit bewildered, but then nodded with certainty. "I know. That's what the shamans always say."

Duan Rong smiled and said, "These weapons are all spiritual. I am communicating with the spirits. Do you understand?"

As Duan Rong spoke, he threw the weapon in his hand behind him and pulled out another one from the pile of discarded weapons.

"Psychic?"

Ximen Kankan savored Duan Rong's nonsense, rolled his eyes, and said, "You mean to say that you are talking to these abandoned weapons?"

Duan Rong listened and smiled, "You can say that."

He devoured the weapon spirit, digested and absorbed it, and then integrated it into his own soul. It was as if the weapon spirit was telling him about its experiences over the years.

Duan Rong felt that Ximen Kankan’s statement was a good description.

At this moment, a line of dazzling red fonts suddenly flashed on the data panel in front of Duan Rong.

"Devouring failed. The relevant area of the spiritual consciousness space is full."

Duan Rong threw away the long sword in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that today's mission had been completed.

"But after swallowing so many..." Duan Rong turned his head to glance at the small pile of weapons behind him, which was almost as tall as him. "Forget about a twelfth-level weapon spirit. He couldn't even swallow a seventh-level weapon spirit. Among this batch of weapons, the highest-level weapon spirit he swallowed was only a sixth-level weapon spirit, the third level of the True Qi Realm."

Duan Rong decided to stop here for today, take a good rest, digest the weapon spirits he had swallowed into his soul space, and then swallow the second batch.

Duan Rong patted Ximen Kankan's shoulder and asked, "Where do you live?"

Although Duan Rong had already achieved the eleventh level of the Taizang Sutra, his head still felt a little bloated after devouring so many weapon spirits.

"What? You still want to stay overnight?" Ximen Kankan asked with a strange look.

Duan Rong smiled and said, "Don't worry. I don't think one night is enough. Just clean your butt."

Ximen Kankan pulled up his trousers and said, "You're actually thinking about my butt?! You old pervert!"

"Damn it! Last time someone kicked me from behind when I wasn't paying attention."

"When was the last time? Why don't I know?"

"Stop playing dumb in front of me!?"

The two of them chatted and laughed as they walked out of the cave.

Seeing that Duan Rong was talking without any problems, Ximen Kankan forgot about the strange things in the cave. After all, Duan Rong had done many strange things in Xiangu County, so it was fine as long as he was not really insane.

The two came to a simple cave where Ximen Kankan lived.

Ximen Kankan said, "Let's go to the woods and hunt some game for dinner."

Duan Rong waved his hand and said, "You go ahead. I'm going to sleep."

As Duan Rong spoke, he actually walked to the depths of the cave, lay down on the stone bed, covered his head with a blanket, and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing Duan Rong lying dead as soon as he came back, Ximen Kankan scolded him, "You actually want to eat for free! You lazy maggot! All right, I'll forgive you this time."

Ximen Kankan had no choice but to go to the forest himself, hunt some game, and roast it at the entrance of the cave.

(End of this chapter)