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

Chapter 440 A Deeper Concept

Duan Rong returned to Yunfu Peak and looked at the sky and cloud shadows on the peak. He estimated that it was around 3 p.m.

Without taking a rest, he went straight to the secret training room behind the hall on the first floor of the pavilion.

As the carved wooden door behind him slowly closed, Duan Rong stood beside the statue of Acalanatha, his eyes moving slightly.

He was thinking about the positions of the four statues. The candlelight not far away shone on his face, reflecting a sharp-edged face.

After Duan Rong finished his thought, he went into his own secret room for practice.

He walked into the secret room, but did not close the stone door. Instead, he walked straight to a low box next to the cupboard in the corner.

Duan Rong squatted down and fumbled inside the box, then pulled out a key from the bottom.

This is the key to another empty secret training room. He asked Lu Geng for it last time and never returned it.

Duan Rong took the key and walked out of the stone door slowly. After he walked out, he used the key to close the stone door of his secret training room.

Standing at the stone entrance, he glanced brightly at the secret training room diagonally opposite.

He walked over quickly, inserted the key into the eye hole of the animal head next to the stone door, and gently turned the key.

The stone door shook slightly, then slowly opened. Duan Rong dodged and went in, then immediately closed the stone door.

Duan Rong stood at the stone gate and glanced at the dusty statue in the corner.

Suddenly, his palms were filled with vitality, and he raised his hand and sucked the dust on the ground at the stone gate into a gray ball in his palm like a dragon sucking water.

Then he gently slapped the ash ball in his palm to the corner of the wall diagonally opposite the secret room.

There was a cloud of dust rising up...

Duan Rong sat on the ground near the stone gate with his five hearts facing the sky.

He adjusted his breathing, sensed the positions of the statues around him, then stood up and adjusted the distance.

At this time, Duan Rong was sitting close to the edge of the stone gate.

At this moment, the place where he was sitting was the center of the four statues.

In other words, although the mandala constructed by the four statues of the deities who practice the Garbha Sutra is divided by the stone wall, it does not actually affect the practice.

This is because the practice of the Taizang Sutra is at the level of the mind and soul.

As long as the technique is in operation and the orientation of the four statues is correct, induction will occur. The projection of the statues will descend into the sea of consciousness.

Duan Rong sat cross-legged at the stone gate and took out the pod of the black fire lotus from his clothes.

He gently broke open the lotus pod.

The tentacles and the feeling of opening them are not much different from those of ordinary lotus pods.

Duan Rong pinched out a lotus seed from the opened lotus pod.

His eyes were slightly surprised. The seeds of this black fire lotus were actually red.

"Is this thing poisonous?" Looking at the bright red color like fire, Duan Rong was slightly hesitant.

However, he quickly dismissed the idea.

This black fire lotus is an auxiliary medicine for the twelfth level of the Taizang Sutra, and is recorded in the secret scriptures.

How can it be poisonous?

Duan Rong put the lotus seed into his mouth and swallowed it.

The red lotus seeds melted quickly once they entered the stomach.

However, after a few breaths, Duan Rong's entire body felt as if it was burning, with a crackling pain.

He did not dare to delay, and immediately formed seals with his hands, breathed in and out, and entered the spiritual sea of consciousness.

Duan Rong felt dizzy for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already sitting cross-legged in the center of the black earth in his sea of consciousness.

He looked up and saw a grey shadow with a similar face to his, also sitting cross-legged in the sky. Eleven stars were shining brightly in this space, surrounding the shadow and slowly rotating like eleven planets.

Duan Rong was shocked to find that in the thin mist that originally filled the space and kept rolling, black flames suddenly flashed from time to time.

The black fire appeared and disappeared from time to time, like a ghost fire, which was very strange.

Duan Rong knew that the appearance of the black flame in his soul space must be related to the lotus seeds of the black fire lotus he swallowed.

Because the black fire flickering in front of his eyes at this moment was almost exactly the same as the black lotus fire in the black fire pool in the dark forest.

Duan Rong then formed seals with his hands again and muttered a spell.

At the same time, the gray shadow above the sky also formed seals with him, and its lips opened and closed slightly.

The thin mist in the soul space suddenly stagnated and then quickly settled.

Duan Rong sat cross-legged in a large cloud of milky white mist. The seals of his hands were moving faster and faster, and the incantations he chanted were as dense as a rainstorm.

Suddenly, four huge divine figures descended into this space, and their figures became more and more solid.

Duan Rong frowned slightly.

He felt a kind of spiritual pressure.

The four statues in the secret training room were originally used to practice the thirteenth level of the Taizang Sutra, but Duan Rong had only practiced to the twelfth level at this time.

At this time, using these four statues, which are nearly two people tall, the pressure on the soul is indeed quite great.

However, Duan Rong was different from the others. He could complete one level of the Taizang Sutra in two or three hours at most, so even if the pressure on his soul was a little bit greater, he could bear it.

If a normal practitioner takes several years to practice one level of the Taizang Sutra, the mind and soul will be under such great pressure every time they practice. After a long time, the mind and soul will be overwhelmed.

What Duan Rong didn't know was that just now, the moment the four divine figures descended into his sea of consciousness, some floating dust fell from the body of the statue in the corner of the stone chamber.

This was not only the case in the stone chamber where he sat cross-legged, but also in another empty stone chamber, where the dusty statue was also covered in dust, which was strangely scattered in the quiet space...

The thing that is most abundant in the endless mountains is ancient trees. Duan Rong's soul space has already devoured a large number of tree spirits for the purpose of practicing the Taizang Sutra.

At this moment, a large tract of green light surged from the tree spirit light sea and went towards the sky...

About three hours later, the black lotus pod at Duan Rong's feet had become an empty shell.

The twelfth star has appeared in the sea of spiritual consciousness.

Above the oval-shaped star, there was a faint green light, and in the green light, a ball of black flame appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Duan Rong looked at the newly condensed star and knew that the twelfth level of the Taizang Sutra had been completed.

From then on, he could use his spiritual illusion, Mars, twice.

Whether it was a Yuan beast or a human, he could control two at once. Anyone whose spirit was weaker than his would fall into his spirit illusion.

Duan Rong's soul was already quite tired, and immediately withdrew from the spiritual sea of consciousness.

Inside the stone chamber, Duan Rong suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes looked a little dull, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

He let out a long breath, then grasped the lotus shell at his feet, and with the vitality in his palm, he turned the lotus shell into powder. Duan Rong threw the powder in his hand behind him, then stood up and left the secret room.

He left the secret room, walked back to his room in the attic with somewhat unsteady steps, climbed onto the bed, and fell asleep.

His spirit was so exhausted that he slept until noon the next day.

The sun was already high in the sky before Duan Rong climbed out of the bed, stretched himself, washed up, ordered some wine and food, and had a hearty meal.

After Duan Rong had eaten, he rested for a while and drank a few cups of tea in the room.

After achieving the twelfth level in the Taizang Sutra, in addition to the ability to use the soul illusion Mars twice directly, there is another significant improvement, which is the artistic conception, a deeper artistic conception!
With his current level of mental strength, he can already devour the spirit of the second level of the Cyclone Realm.

In other words, he was able to master the state of mind of the second level of the cyclone realm. You know, Wu Shidao is still at the first level of the cyclone realm.

The reason why he remained in the first level of the Cyclone Realm for many years was because he failed to comprehend a deeper state of mind, and therefore had not been able to break through.

However, with Duan Rong's current level of mental strength, coupled with his ability to devour weapon spirits, he will be able to surpass Wu Shidao in terms of artistic conception and enter a deeper artistic conception.

This is probably a monster.

Others may find it difficult to comprehend after years of hard practice, but Duan Rong can obtain it overnight with the help of devouring weapon spirits.

After drinking the tea, Duan Rong went to the historian of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to get an approval slip.

These historians are all well-informed. Duan Rong has been in Yunfu Peak for more than half a year. They have already figured out exactly what position Duan Rong holds in Zhu He's heart.

Therefore, when Duan Rong arrived, the slightly plump middle-aged supervisor on duty at noon immediately greeted him with a big smile on his face. "Master Duan, what can I do for you that you have to come here in person? Just call the servant and ask me to come over."

Duan Rong was somewhat confused by the man's enthusiasm; he didn't even know him.

Although Duan Rong felt a little strange in his heart, he still stated his request, saying that he wanted to get an approval slip for selecting weapons.

He was about to explain to the man that he didn't want to exchange weapons, he just wanted to go and take a look. But before he opened his mouth, the man had already written a note for him in front of the desk.

Then, he placed his hands in front of him.

Duan Rong took it with his hand, was slightly stunned, said thank you, and turned away. The enthusiasm and respect of this Shi Jian really confused him.

"Sir, take care!" the man behind Duan Rong shouted enthusiastically.

Duan Rong walked on the road, and after a little thought, he understood the connection between the two. It seemed that he had underestimated his identity as the elder's direct disciple.

Duan Rong came to the cave where he had chosen weapons half a year ago and showed the approval note and the sect's cloud certificate.

Although half a year has passed, the gatekeeper still has an impression of Duan Rong.

After all, it was the first time he saw someone like Duan Rong who stayed there for two or three days.

The man looked at the note from the Internal Affairs Department and saw that it was signed today. He looked up at Duan Rong and asked, "Why are you here again?"

Duan Rong smiled and said, "I don't choose weapons, I just came back to take a look!"

"Come back to take a look? What to see?" The man looked at Duan Rong strangely.

Duan Rong did not answer, but only said: "If there is no problem with the approval, I will go in."

The man returned the sect's cloud certificate and approval slip to Duan Rong and waved his hand, motioning him to go in.

Duan Rong took the sect's cloud certificate and approval note and walked into the cave.

The man turned his head to look at Duan Rong's back and muttered, "Weird boy!"

Duan Rong stayed in the cave for three hours and then came out.

He had reviewed all the hundreds of weapons there half a year ago.

It’s not that he has a good memory, he can still remember it after half a year. Moreover, as long as he devours the weapon spirit, the weapon spirit has been integrated into his soul.

In his eyes, any weapon that he had devoured seemed as if he had used it for several years. He was extremely familiar with it and could tell it at a glance.

Therefore, this time when Duan Rong read and devoured the weapon spirits, he only picked up those that he felt were unfamiliar. These unfamiliar ones were those that he could not devour last time, and some of them were weapon spirits of the second level of the cyclone realm.

Duan Rong returned to Yunfu Peak and remembered that he had not taken a bath for many days. He also smelled bad after staying in the Fire Weasel Cave. So he went to the bathing area in the pavilion and took a thorough bath.

In the next few days, Duan Rong plans to continue practicing hard in the secret room, striving to break through the cyclone realm as soon as possible.

After taking a shower, he wrapped himself in a cotton towel and sat in his room drinking tea.

Just as I took a sip, a figure suddenly pushed open the door and stood at the door.

As soon as he saw the person at the door, Duan Rong almost choked on the tea he had just taken a sip of.

The person who came was his senior sister, Fan Hongjiao.

When Fan Hongjiao saw Duan Rong, who was sitting there with his bare chest and a cotton towel tied around his waist, her eyes immediately lit up.

Duan Rong realized something was wrong and immediately wanted to escape, but was held down by Fan Hongjiao.

Fan Hongjiao looked at Duan Rong's dark and muscular chest, her eyes and eyebrows full of smiles, and said: "Little Junior Brother! What's up? Have you finished your bath and are you waiting for me here?"

"Ah..." Duan Rong's forehead was already covered with cold sweat. He said, "Senior Sister, why didn't you knock when you came in?"

Fan Hongjiao smiled coquettishly and said, "You didn't even close the door, why did you ask me to knock?"

"Really?" Duan Rong cursed himself in his heart. Why did he close the door as soon as he came in? Why didn't he close it properly?

"Yes!" Fan Hongjiao's hands were groping on Duan Rong's chest, and his eyes were fixed on Duan Rong's waist. "Junior brother, you are so strong!"

Duan Rong tried to struggle to get up several times, but she held him there.

Duan Rong suddenly said in a trembling voice: "Senior Sister, you came to see me, maybe there is something wrong?"

When Fan Hongjiao heard this, she was suddenly startled and her eyebrows jumped. Then she remembered what she came here for.

She stood up and said, "I almost forgot something. Master is still waiting in the meeting room. Hurry up and change your clothes and come up with me."

"Ah... Master is waiting..." Duan Rong suddenly felt like he had found a savior. He immediately grabbed the towel around his waist and stood up, saying, "Sister, how can I change my clothes if you are watching me like this? Please wait for me outside. I will go out right away after I change my clothes."

Fan Hongjiao glanced at Duan Rong's crotch and walked out.

Duan Rong rushed over immediately and bolted the door.

Fan Hongjiao shouted from outside: "Hurry up!"

"Got it! Senior Sister!" Duan Rong agreed, panting, thinking to himself: That was a close call! It was too close! I will never take a bath on Yunfu Peak again.

Duan Rong complained in his heart while taking off the bath towel from around his waist and walking towards the closet.

Duan Rong didn't see that the moment he turned around, a hole was poked by a finger on the grid on the door behind him, which was covered with a layer of paper. An eye was staring greedily from the hole, and its gaze was instantly fixed on Duan Rong's back.

After a few breaths, Duan Rong came out in neatly dressed casually.

Fan Hongjiao's eyes were slightly disappointed. She still didn't see what she wanted to see. She glanced at Duan Rong and said, "Let's go."

The two of them went to the meeting room together.

(End of this chapter)