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

Chapter 415: Frost Pattern Phosphorus Crystal Knife
Duan Rong followed Lu Geng into the cave.

At the entrance of the cave was a tightly closed stone door, in front of which sat a middle-aged man with a thin face.

Lu Geng handed the information to him, and Duan Rong also gave him his sect's cloud certificate.

After checking, the man opened the stone door.

Lu Geng and Duan Rong walked into the stone gate.

Inside the stone gate is a rather wide and deep space, roughly oval in shape.

On the four-dimensional stone wall, there are many recessed niches carved out, and weapons are placed in the niches.

In the corner of the space, an old man with a gray beard and a thick skin was sitting there smoking a pipe.

When the two men came in, the old man just raised his eyelids slightly and continued to puff on his pipe.

Looking at the room full of weapons, Duan Rong's eyes suddenly lit up.

Lu Geng glanced at Duan Rong and said with a smile, "How is it? Junior Brother, the weapons here are really dazzling. We have all eighteen kinds of weapons, and the shapes of knives are the most diverse."

Lu Geng had naturally noticed that Duan Rong had a knife tied around his waist. Judging from this, Duan Rong's favorite weapon was naturally a knife.

Duan Rong's eyes lit up, not because there were so many types of weapons here that he could pick out the weapons he was satisfied with, but because the time for him to touch it had come again! ?
The room is full of weapons, don't let any of them go! ?
Duan Rong walked slowly to the long sword closest to the cave entrance.

When Lu Geng saw Duan Rong approaching the niche where the long sword lay, his eyes slightly moved. He had thought that Duan Rong's usual weapon was a knife, but he had not expected that he would be interested in swords.

Duan Rong grabbed the long sword, brought it out of the niche, and held it in his hand. He looked at it carefully and saw that the long sword was dark blue all over, with a smooth and bright surface that could reflect a person's reflection.

Duan Rong said secretly: "Read the spirit of the weapon!"

Then a set of data appeared before his eyes.

Object: Meteorite sword

Spirit Level: Level 12
Devouring requirements: Host's mental strength level 12 (satisfied)

Devouring effect: The first level of the Kongming Suxin Sword

"Twelfth-level weapon spirit. First level?" Duan Rong's heart was shocked. "This is a martial art of the cyclone realm!"

The martial arts of the cyclone realm contain artistic conception!

This means that the spirit of this meteorite sword contains some kind of sword intent!

Even if he only achieved the first level, it means that the sword intent has been initially condensed. Otherwise, it would be impossible to achieve the first level of the cyclone realm!
Duan Rong was delighted. He didn't expect that the first weapon was the cyclone realm martial arts he had always dreamed of.

"Swallow!"

As Duan Rong thought to himself, the data panel in front of him shook and then disappeared. He then put the blue-black sword in his hand back into the niche.

Then, Duan Rong took a few steps forward and took out a Wu hook from the niche next to him.

The moment Duan Rong took out the Wu Gou, Lu Geng's face was obviously stunned.

Then, he discovered that Duan Rong would stop in front of almost every weapon niche, take out the weapon, observe it, and then put it back.

During the whole process, Duan Rong looked very focused, as if he had sunk into some kind of flow of mind, entered into a certain situation, and almost forgotten himself and the world.

Lu Geng was slightly surprised. He hesitated for a moment, then walked to Duan Rong's side and whispered, "Junior brother, there is no need to take out some weapons for inspection, right?"

At this time, Duan Rong was holding a judge's pen in his hand, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

Duan Rong smiled and glanced at Lu Geng, as if he didn't understand what he said, and replied: "Brother Lu, what a chance! I will take a good look at every weapon here."

"Do we have to observe every single one of them?!" Upon hearing this, Lu Geng looked at the hundreds of weapons in the room and was immediately shocked.

He really couldn't understand what Duan Rong was doing? Why was he doing this?
You're just picking a weapon, do you need to look at every one of them? And don't you use a knife? What do the Judge's Pen and Wu Gou have to do with you?
Even if you want to look at it, you can just put it in the niche and look at it. Why do you have to take out each one and examine it so carefully? Is it necessary?

Duanduan devoured a few more weapons. After he put the spear in his hand back into the niche, he suddenly glanced at Lu Geng who was standing there with a gloomy face.

His heart skipped a beat. He was so excited that he ignored the fact that Lu Geng was waiting there.

Duan Rong smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Brother Lu, how about we go and pick out some techniques first? That way you don't have to waste time here waiting for me."

Lu Geng's eyes flickered, and he said, "Junior brother, I don't mind waiting for you. It's just that I don't understand! Why do you have to observe every weapon like this? Junior brother, do you really think it's necessary?"

Duan Rong knew it was difficult to explain this, so he evaded the question by saying, "Brother Lu, just think of this as my habit!"

"Habit?!" Lu Geng gave Duan Rong a strange look.

"Let's go! Brother, let's go pick out some techniques first."

Lu Geng followed Duan Rong out reluctantly.

In fact, he brought Duan Rong here to choose weapons because he didn't want to waste time. Because in his opinion, choosing weapons is relatively quick, he knows what kind of weapons a person is used to, and the weapons are placed in the niche, so they are clearly visible, so he should be able to quickly choose the weapon that suits him.

Then he took Duan Rong to the inner courtyard of the Sutra Repository to choose a method. In Lu Geng's opinion, choosing a method would be much slower. Therefore, his original plan was to take Duan Rong there, and then he would leave and let Duan Rong slowly choose there.

Kung Fu is not like a weapon. It takes time for you to understand whether a set of Kung Fu is suitable for you. It is not easy to choose a set of Kung Fu that is truly suitable for you among thousands of Kung Fu.

Lu Geng had already made plans. He took Duan Rong to the Sutra Repository, and after they had found the place, he would leave. After all, he had taken Duan Rong to every place where he could choose weapons and martial arts. Duan Rong could go there at any time with the documents, so he didn't need to get involved.

Lu Geng brought Duan Rong to the inner courtyard of the Sutra Repository. After showing the approval note from the Internal History Department and the sect's cloud certificate, the two walked in.

Lu Geng was going to take Duan Rong on a tour, roughly tell him which section was for knife skills and which was for sword skills, and then leave.

But before Lu Geng could speak, Duan Rong suddenly took down a secret book from the shelf beside him and said solemnly, "Brother Lu, I have chosen it. This is it!"

Lu Geng was stunned. He took a quick look and saw the secret book in Duan Rong's hand with the words "Liuhe Knife" written on the cover.

Lu Geng felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He stood there in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

This is a method of selecting skills? !
Shopping at the market isn’t that fast, is it?!
What kind of technique to practice is such an important matter for practitioners! How can one just pick up a random book like a fool?

What kind of freak is this little junior brother?
To select weapons, there was a huge stone chamber with hundreds of weapons, and he wanted to examine them one by one.

Choosing a martial art is such a meticulous and time-consuming task, but he just took one as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Duan Rong was holding the Liuhe Sword and was about to walk out.

Lu Geng immediately pulled him aside and advised earnestly: "Junior brother! Don't blame me for being nosy! It's not that you can't practice with this book of Liuhe Sword, but you didn't even open it and just chose it. Isn't that a bit too much of a joke?"

Duan Rong held the sword manual and said with a smile: "Brother, all martial arts in the world are the same to me! Although the martial arts manuals in this inner courtyard vary greatly, to me, there is no difference."

When Lu Geng heard Duan Rong say this, his face suddenly became as ugly as if he had eaten a fly. If this junior brother was not the disciple taken back by the master, and he deeply believed in Zhu He's judgment, he would even doubt whether this junior brother had a problem with his brain?

I will give you all the martial arts in the world! Who are you, you?

ill!?
Lu Geng smiled awkwardly and said sarcastically, "No wonder you, Junior Brother, wanted to inspect all the weapons in that stone chamber!? Originally, all the weapons in there were just one in your eyes? You are at a really high level!? I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Duan Rong said sternly: "Brother, you are right. Hundreds of blades return to one, thousands of punches return to one path! The deepest level of martial arts is Datong!"

Duan Rong was thinking about the hundreds of weapons in the stone chamber. He really didn't want to waste any more time in the inner courtyard of the Sutra Repository! He was actually right. Although the martial arts secrets in the inner courtyard varied greatly, they were useless to him because he didn't practice with secrets at all.

When reading secret books to practice, you have to figure it out, try, explore, and practice hard on your own. Only after a long time, you can go from unfamiliar to familiar, and from familiarity comes skill, and from skill comes mastery, and finally you can make it your own.

But by devouring the weapon spirit, he could directly obtain the martial arts realm accumulated over time, omitting all the exploration and attempts, without any trial and error detours, but going straight in. He turned the complex exploration and cultivation process into a simple, crude, mindless physical work, and just rolled like crazy.

Although there are many secret books in the inner courtyard, they are just one to him because they are all just waste paper.

But Duan Rong could not tell Lu Geng the truth, and he was anxious to return to the weapon stone chamber, so he made up a few lies to fool Lu Geng and get away with it.

But Duan Rong's last few words really frightened Lu Geng.

He chewed it over and over again, and felt that the meaning was thorough and fundamental, just like a faint light that suddenly flashed at the bottom of a foggy abyss.

"Thousands of punches converge into one path; the deepest level of martial arts is Datong!" Lu Geng murmured as he repeated Duan Rong's words, a hint of horror flashing in his eyes.

Just now he thought Duan Rong was crazy, but now he was a little hesitant.

Now he felt that Duan Rong was either a madman or a genius! In short, he was definitely not a normal person!

Lu Geng finally stopped trying to stop Duan Rong, because no matter whether Duan Rong was a madman or a genius, he couldn't stop him.

If Duan Rong was a madman, why would he stop a madman?

If Duan Rong is a genius, what qualifications does he have to stop a genius and let him choose the martial arts according to his own ideas?

Maybe it is really as he said, all martial arts in the world are one to me?
Duan Rong, holding the Liuhe sword manual, walked out of the Sutra Repository together with Lu Geng.

At the entrance of the Sutra Repository, Duan Rong looked at Lu Geng and said, "Brother Lu, I still have to go and observe the other weapons. If you have something to do, you don't have to accompany me!"

After Duan Rong finished speaking, he clasped his fists slightly and walked towards the iron chain.

Lu Geng stood there, looking at Duan Rong's back with a serious expression, and was speechless for a long time.

Duan Rong returned to the bare mountain top again. He handed the documents and the sect's cloud certificate to the thin-faced middle-aged man at the entrance of the cave.

The man glanced at Duan Rong without saying anything, and did not take his documents or the sect's cloud certificate. He waved his hand and let Duan Rong in.

Duan Rong walked back into the stone chamber and came to the place where he had been devoured before. He saw a knife placed in the niche.

The shape of the knife was no different from that of other knives, but it was frosty white in color, and the blade flashed a strange white light.

Duan Rong grasped the blade in his palm, and it felt cold when he touched it.

He looked at the frost patterns on the blade and thought to himself, "Read the weapon spirit!"

Then a set of data appeared before his eyes.

Object: Frost Pattern Phosphorus Crystal Knife
Spirit Level: Level 15
Devouring requirements: Host's mental strength level 15 (not satisfied)
Devouring Effect: Thousand Illusion Cloud Mist Blade, Level 4

Duan Rong looked at the data panel in front of him and was stunned.

"A 15th-level weapon spirit!?"

"The fourth level of the Thousand Illusion Cloud Mist Blade?"

This is obviously the fourth level of the Cyclone Realm!

Duan Rong couldn't help but feel fascinated...

The fourth level of the Cyclone Realm already qualifies one to look forward to the Cave Netherworld Realm!

However, practitioners in the Cave and Dark Realm need to comprehend the power of the laws.

The fourth level of the Cyclone Realm already contains a state of mind that is close to perfection.

And at the deepest point of the so-called artistic conception, one can already glimpse the glimmer of the law.

Practitioners enter the door of laws through the comprehension of artistic conception and thus advance to the realm of darkness.

It was a pity that Duan Rong's mental power was only at level 12, and he was temporarily unable to devour the weapon spirit. He had no choice but to put the frost-patterned phosphorus crystal knife back into the niche with great regret.

Lu Geng returned to Yunfu Peak with some worry.

As soon as he turned into the corridor, Wu Shidao came over from the opposite side. When he saw him, he smiled and said, "You're back so soon? It seems that my little junior brother is very well-behaved!"

Hearing this, Lu Geng raised his head. When he saw that it was Wu Shidao, he immediately asked, "Second Senior Brother, let me ask you a question. Have you ever heard of it?"

"A thousand punches return to one path. The deepest level of martial arts is the unity. Have you ever heard of this, brother?"

Lu Geng kept muttering to himself all the way. He thought that his junior brother might have read it from some Taoist book and was just yelling at him. But Master Wu was very knowledgeable and wise. When Lu Geng saw him, he felt like he had met a savior and immediately asked the question in his mind.

Wu Shidao pondered over this sentence and said, "I have never heard of it."

"Brother, haven't you heard of it?"

Wu Shidao said with a smile: "Brother, don't be surprised. The world is so big, and I am just a frog at the bottom of a well."

Lu Geng was surprised. He knew that Wu Shidao had read the Taoist Canon and had a photographic memory. If he hadn't heard of him...

Master Wu said: "However, these words are condensed and profound, and what they say is also the truth of the great way. I am afraid that they were said by some powerful senior who has achieved great success in cultivation?"

Lu Geng blinked his eyes and said, "To be honest, Senior Brother, these words were spoken by Junior Brother."

Wu Shidao was obviously stunned for a moment and did not speak for a long time, as if he was re-savoring what he had just said.

Lu Geng then told Wu Shidao the whole story of how he had helped Duan Rong choose weapons and martial arts today.

"Brother, do you think that Junior Brother is a lunatic or a genius?"

Wu Shidao smiled and said, "This junior brother is really a wonderful person! Junior brother Lu, do you know that during the test in the Valley three years ago, the junior brother was only half a step away from stepping onto the altar?"

"what?!"

Lu Geng cried out in surprise, but his eyes suddenly lit up. After all, it happened three years ago, and he had long forgotten it before. It was only when Wu Shidao reminded him that he suddenly remembered it. "Yes, his name is Duan Rong."

Lu Geng said: "Brother, you mean that Junior Brother is a genius! So, he is different from ordinary people."

Wu Shidao, however, kept the secret and said, "Yes, and no!"

Lu Geng thought to himself, but he knew that this was Wu Shidao's catchphrase, so he had to endure it and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wu Shidao said with a smile: "I think my junior brother is both a genius and a madman! If he is not a genius, how could he be half a step away from stepping onto the stage. If he is not a madman, how could he behave so strangely?"

Lu Geng was speechless for a while after hearing what Wu Shidao said. After a while, he asked, "He is both a genius and a madman?"

"Yes! A genius is a madman!" After saying this, Wu Shidao walked to the other end of the corridor.

Wu Shidao turned around, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly. What he just said was just empty talk to fool Lu Geng.

Wu Shidao is conceited and he never believes in those mysterious words, such as genius or madman, they are just appearances.

Duan Rong is certainly very talented, but there must be a reason for his strange behavior.

When Wu Shidao walked out of the corridor, he had already decided to go to the place where Duan Rong was selecting weapons. Just as Lu Geng was puzzled, Wu Shidao could not understand why Duan Rong wanted to observe hundreds of weapons one by one.

Could it be that he was looking for something? Wu Shidao thought so.

(End of this chapter)