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

Chapter 438: Beast Acid and
The moment Duan Rong jumped out of the tree hole, he urged it on with his mind.

Seeing that Lu Qingzhu was about to die in an instant, it was really difficult for him to just sit there and do nothing.

During those six years, in that dilapidated temple, Lu Qingzhu became the first woman in his two lifetimes.

Although he didn't know whether this fate was love or sin, he couldn't let it happen or die.

The moment Duan Rong urged his mind, a flickering firefly appeared in front of the fire weasel's eyes. Almost at the same time the firefly appeared, it suddenly flashed and disappeared over the fire weasel's head.

The moment the firefly sank in, the fire weasel's body suddenly stiffened, as if it were petrified.

Even so, its sharp claws gently scratched Lu Qingzhu's throat, leaving a faint line of blood on her fair neck, but it was not fatal.

At this time, Duan Rong had already flashed over, his figure like a ghost, and flashed behind the side of the fire weasel that was frozen in mid-air. With a flash of white light, the frost-patterned phosphorus crystal knife was already in his hand, and he stabbed at the fire weasel's heart from the side behind in mid-air.

In the sea of spiritual consciousness, the gray shadow sitting cross-legged in the center of the sky, the vague knife shadow between its eyebrows suddenly lit up.

Just as the blade was about to pierce the fire weasel, a half-inch of light flashed in an instant, like a solid blade light!
The fire weasel had already become rigid. With the help of the blade's light, the frost-patterned phosphorus crystal blade pierced through the fire weasel's skin like tofu, piercing its heart.

Duan Rong landed gracefully on the ground, and the fire weasel fell at his feet. Its body twitched a few times and then became motionless. It was obviously dead.

Duan Rong's eyes were as bright as stars. He turned his head and looked at the ground not far away, only to see Lu Qingzhu lying there, as quiet as if he was fast asleep.

Duan Rong glanced at Lü Qingzhu's neck, where a faint streak of blood was visible, clearly indicating no serious injury. Fortunately, he didn't hesitate at all. The moment he emerged from the tree hole, he activated his mind and used Firefly Charm, saving Lü Qingzhu from the brink of death.

At that time, if he had hesitated for even a moment, Lu Qingzhu would have been killed by the fire weasel by having her throat slit.

Duan Rong stood there, and suddenly raised his left palm. The vital energy in his palm surged, and he stirred and pushed it around, immediately causing a gust of wind to rise.

He had been holding his breath since he jumped out of the tree hole until now. The power of the fire weasel's fart was so strong that it could make Lu Qingzhu faint. It was obvious that it was so powerful that Duan Rong had to be on guard.

Seeing that the vital energy in his palm caused a gust of wind that blew the fallen leaves on the ground into flying everywhere, Duan Rong took a breath.

But the moment he inhaled that breath, his face instantly turned the color of liver, and the next moment, he squatted on the ground and began to vomit.

He vomited for a while before looking up, his face still looking a little ugly.

However, the smell remaining in the air and on the ground was already unbearable for him, so he vomited it out.

Although Duan Rong used his vital energy to draw a gust of wind, he obviously underestimated the power of the fire weasel's fart.

"It's careless!"

Duan Rong wiped the corner of his mouth, flipped his hand, pinched a cooling pill and placed it on the tip of his nose. The fragrance of mint mixed with licorice immediately suppressed the lingering stench in the air.

He walked over slowly and pulled the unconscious Lu Qingzhu to the side a distance.

He looked at Lu Qingzhu, who was lying like a sleeping beauty beside the black fire pool, and suddenly his eyes were stunned.

Lu Qingzhu was unconscious due to anesthesia. Duan Rong originally planned to drag her over to wake her up, but at this moment, looking at Lu Qingzhu's extremely beautiful face and her temperament that was no longer immature but rather mature, Duan Rong's heartbeat suddenly quickened.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a dazed look.

It would be a lie to say that he had no thoughts at this moment.

However, Duan Rong quickly suppressed his wandering thoughts. He took a deep breath, flipped his hand, and pinched the small dark green porcelain bottle.

Duan Rong took out the cork and pointed the bottle mouth towards Lu Qingzhu's nose. As she breathed, her eyelids twitched.

After a breath, her eyes opened.

The moment Lu Qingzhu opened her eyes, she saw Duan Rong's face leaning in front of her.

The past rushed into her mind in an instant, and she struggled to get up, but although her eyes were open, her body was still stiff and she could not move at all.

Duan Rong saw that Lu Qingzhu's shoulders had begun to tremble, so he took the porcelain bottle and stood aside. After a few breaths, Lu Qingzhu had recovered.

She stood up, holding a long sword in her hand, and her cold eyes swept over the fire weasel corpse not far away.

Her gaze lingered on the burnt tree. She turned to look at Duan Rong and asked, "Is it you...?"

When she was unconscious, she saw a figure jumping out from the trunk of the big tree. There was no one else here except Duan Rong. Obviously, the person who jumped out of the trunk when she was unconscious was Duan Rong.

And Duan Rong should have been hiding in that tree trunk a long time ago...

At this moment, Lu Qingzhu looked at Duan Rong with an obviously unfriendly look.

Duan Rong touched his nose and said, "Miss Lu, why are you looking at me like that? If I had any ill intentions, I could have simply not saved you."

Lu Qingzhu suddenly pointed his sword at Duan Rong and said, "Duan Rong! Six years ago, I told you that I would kill you! Why are you seeking death here?"

"Damn it!" Duan Rong couldn't help but curse in his heart as he looked at the long sword in Lu Qingzhu's hand pointing at him, which was shining with cold light.

However, he still said patiently: "Miss Lu, you are unreasonable. Did Duan just save the girl?"

Lu Qingzhu didn't move his sword and said coldly, "You hid in that tree hole, but you didn't have any good intentions."

Duan Rong said, "Miss Lu, you are just accusing me of something. I arrived first, and you came later. How can I feel at ease?"

Lu Qingzhu's face was cold and he remained silent.

Duan Rong suddenly sighed deeply, looked at Lu Qingzhu, and said, "Miss Lu, I know I am guilty of what happened six years ago. But there were reasons for it."

Duan Rong looked at Lu Qingzhu. After all, Lu Qingzhu had never talked to him so much before. It was just a good opportunity to use this opportunity at the Black Fire Pond to see if they could resolve the old grudge between them six years ago.

When Lu Qingzhu heard Duan Rong talk about what happened six years ago, his cold eyes suddenly seemed to shoot out fire.

Duan Rong naturally noticed the change in Lu Qingzhu's mood, but how could he miss such a good opportunity?
"I know my crime is unforgivable. But even ants try to survive, and I don't want to die by your sword." Duan Rong said, suddenly raising his left hand and saying, "I will spare one finger to forgive the offense. I hope you can forget the past and let me go."

Duan Rong's words were sincere at this time, and Lu Qingzhu was also slightly moved.

Duan Rong saw Lu Qingzhu's expression and knew that she was moved. He suddenly grasped the knife in his right hand and cut towards the little finger of his left hand.

With a "ding" sound, Lu Qingzhu shook his sword and pushed away Duan Rong's blade.

Duan Rong looked at Lu Qingzhu with a puzzled expression. He wasn't acting just then. He truly wanted to resolve the grudge between him and Lu Qingzhu. It was just a small finger, not a big deal.

The long sword in Lu Qingzhu's hand trembled slightly. She pursed her lips and looked at Duan Rong. She could see that Duan Rong was not acting, but really wanted to cut off his little finger to forgive her. The force of the sword's collision just now further confirmed her view.

"A little finger is useless! Don't waste it!" Lu Qingzhu said, "Duan Rong, six years ago I said I wanted to kill you, simply because I never wanted to see you again. And I want to kill you today because you've blocked my heart of Taoism!"

"Stop your spiritual aspirations?" Duan Rong was stunned and confused.

Lu Qingzhu said: "If you don't die, I will never be able to enter the lonely realm of all karma and emptiness. I kill you to concentrate my heart and eliminate my emotions!"

As Lu Qingzhu spoke, he suddenly swung his sword and stabbed Duan Rong.

The blade in Duan Rong's hand flashed to meet the attack, but he was slightly angry at this moment, and he shouted coldly: "So, the young lady is using me to cultivate her Dao heart. However, although Duan is not talented, I have no intention of being a stepping stone for others to achieve Dao."

"Miss, if you can kill Duan, just come over!" The two men clashed swords, their figures flashed, and several moves were exchanged in the blink of an eye.

Lu Qingzhu was surprised. The last time they fought, she was able to suppress Duan Rong, but this time, Duan Rong was like a deep abyss and a steep mountain, and he easily dissolved all her attacks.

After several moves, Duan Rong stood there, not retreating even a single step.

Duan Rong has already achieved the fourth level of Yuanqi Realm, and there is no big gap between him and Lu Qingzhu in terms of cultivation realm.

But Duan Rong still surpasses Lu Qingzhu in terms of artistic conception.

After three more moves, Lu Qingzhu retreated half a step.

Duan Rong's blade became sharper and sharper.

Lu Qingzhu's eyes were focused and his lips were tightly pursed.

As the two men fought, their eyes followed their moves, sometimes colliding and sometimes separating.

The strange firelight in the black fire pool reflected the faces of the two people.

After a few moves, the two of them entered a state of telepathy by the black fire pool.

That state was not one where they knew what the other was thinking, but rather a peaceful state of mind and spirit. Although their swords intersected, their hearts were peaceful and quiet, and the peace and tranquility of the two were integrated together.

At this moment, their eyes were calm and gentle, like spring water in spring, and they stared at each other from time to time...

Just after they entered this state.

Duan Rong's blade light, however, jumped up a little, and seemed to be more solid. In that state, it seemed that Duan Rong's artistic conception was better exerted.

But Lu Qingzhu was the opposite. The light of her sword appeared and disappeared from time to time.

In this state, her state of mind seemed to be collapsing...

However, at this moment, the two of them no longer cared about the sword and knife light. They just stared at each other in a daze, feeling this rare fusion of minds and bodies.

Lu Qingzhu's state of mind was disintegrating because at this moment, her lonely heart was melting...

At this moment, a shrill and strange cry suddenly sounded above their heads!

That strange cry was so shrill and terrifying that it immediately called the two people out of the state of mental fusion.

Both of them suddenly woke up from their dream...

Almost at the same time, a huge black shadow swooped down from the sky as fast as lightning.

A sharp claw, thin and dry, but flashing a dark cold light, suddenly stretched out from the dark shadow and grabbed Duan Rong's throat.

The speed was so fast that even with Duan Rong's current body skills, he couldn't dodge it.

Just as his throat was about to be torn by the sharp claws, Lu Qingzhu on the side suddenly bumped into Duan Rong and knocked him out. The sharp claws that were originally heading for Duan Rong's throat instead tore Lu Qingzhu's shoulder.

The strange bird flashed by, then circled and swooped down, coming again!

Duan Rong immediately grabbed the body of the fire weasel beside him and smashed it at the strange bird in the air. Then he hugged Lu Qingzhu's waist, leaped up, and hugged Lu Qingzhu, and jumped into the fire weasel's cave on the cliff.

The strange bird was extremely large and was known for its speed. They had no way to escape and could only find a place to hide.

The strength of this Yuan beast is obviously far beyond theirs.

The moment they jumped into the fire weasel's cave, they were almost suffocated again.

Fortunately, they held their breath immediately.

Duan Rong took a look at Lu Qingzhu's shoulder and saw that the clothes there were torn and the originally white and tender flesh on the shoulder was now bloody.

At that moment just now, if Lu Qingzhu had not pushed him away, his throat would have been crushed by his strange bird.

Duan Rong said, "Miss Lu, thank you for saving me just now."

Lu Qingzhu looked at Duan Rong with cold eyes and said, "One life for another, we owe each other nothing!"

Duan Rong's lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He took out a purple porcelain bottle and placed it at Lu Qingzhu's feet, saying, "This is the best medicine for wounds. Please use it, young lady."

Lu Qingzhu glanced at the porcelain bottle, looked at Duan Rong coldly, and said, "Apply the medicine for me!"

It is indeed inconvenient for Lu Qingzhu to apply medicine with one hand.

Duan Rong then came to Lu Qingzhu's side. He looked at Lu Qingzhu's shoulder and said, "My lady, I'm sorry."

Duan Rong said this as he tore off the tattered cloth on Lu Qingzhu's shoulder, revealing his entire bloody shoulder. Lu Qingzhu had already turned her face away shyly.

Duan Rong picked up the purple porcelain bottle and said, "Miss Lu, I'm applying the medicine. It will be a little painful."

After Duan Rong finished speaking, he sprinkled the powder in the porcelain bottle on Lu Qingzhu's bloody shoulder, and Lu Qingzhu groaned.

After Duan Rong applied the medicine powder, he tore the hem of his clothes and bandaged Lu Qingzhu's wound.

Throughout the entire process, Duan Rong's eyes remained clear, his mind devoid of distractions. He knew that Lu Qingzhu had been injured while saving him, and seeing the bloodied mess on Lu Qingzhu's shoulder, he felt only gratitude and guilt.

After Duan Rong bandaged the wound, he stepped aside.

Lu Qingzhu glanced at him without changing his expression.

Duan Rong quickly wrapped the cooling pills in two pieces of cloth and put them around his nose to suppress the stench in the fire weasel cave.

Then he made one for Lu Qingzhu as well.

Outside the cave, the cry of the strange bird could be heard from time to time.

Firstly, the strange bird was too big to fit into the cave; secondly, it seemed to be afraid of the stench inside the cave and only made strange noises outside the cave in protest.

Duan Rong hid in the shadows at the entrance of the cave and looked outside. He saw the strange bird eating the corpses of the fire toad and the fire weasel beside the black fire pool.

Looking at the strange bird, Duan Rong suddenly remembered the records in the book of strange beasts.

"There is a bird that looks like a snake, but it has four wings, six eyes, and three legs. It is called Suanyu. It sings by itself, and when it is seen, the town is in fear."

According to the records in the Book of Strange Beasts, the name of this beast is Suanyu.

It has six eyes on its body, which not only allow it to see at night, but also have an extremely long field of vision.

The acid and the beast must have been far up in the sky, and when they saw the two corpses here, they flapped their wings and rushed over.

This bird was extremely fast and extremely powerful. With Duan Rong and Lu Qingzhu's realm, even if they joined forces, it would be difficult to kill this bird, not to mention that Lu Qingzhu was injured.

(End of this chapter)