Chapter 333 I May Not Bury You

In the darkness, Duan Rong took out the small porcelain bottle from his inner pocket. He gently opened the bottle stopper and poured a round, slippery object into his palm.

Duan Rong hesitated for a moment before putting the slippery object into his mouth.

The scripture records that the method of using the green pupil is to swallow it directly.

Fortunately, it was in the dark and nothing could be seen. Otherwise, if Duan Rong swallowed an eye directly, he would still have some obstacles in his heart.

When the green pupil entered his mouth, a very strange taste emerged between his mouth and tongue.

Duan Rong swallowed it hard immediately, and his throat gurgled. In the silent darkness, the sound seemed a little loud.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yu on the stone bed moved.

Duan Rong swallowed his saliva and said, "It's okay. Go to sleep."

"Yeah."

Xiao Yu hummed, lay on the stone bed, and quietly looked at the place in the darkness where Duan Rong's voice just came from.

Although she couldn't see anything in the dark depths of the cave, she knew that Duan Rong was there.

Xiao Yu looked for a while, and sleepiness gradually came over her. Her eyes opened and closed tiredly, and she slowly fell asleep...

At this time, Duan Rong had already entered the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

The thin mist that originally filled the entire space had now settled on the surface of the black earth.

Duan Rong sat cross-legged in a layer of milky white mist up to his neck, making seals with his hands and muttering spells in his mouth, as fast as a torrential rain.

As Duan Rong made seals and chanted spells, the phantoms of four statues gradually emerged between the surrounding heaven and earth.

The phantom of the statue stood on the ground and supported the sky, towering and majestic. As soon as it appeared, Duan Rong felt a strong pressure from the soul.

After Duan Rong finished casting the spell, he stood up from the layer of milky white mist and looked at the towering god in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Judging from the size of these four divine images, they were not much different from when he used the portraits to construct the altar.

But this time, the divine images projected into the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness were more delicate and real.

Although they were still phantoms, they were obviously thicker and more solid.

Duan Rong stood there, looking at the sky above his head, and saw three shining stars and a blood-red, rolling blood nebula standing in the center of the sky.

Duan Rong's eyes moved, and he lowered his head. He glanced at the southwest direction of the black land. With a thought, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. Almost at the same time, he appeared at the edge of the tree spirit light sea with a green glow without any sign.

This is Duan Rong's new way of moving in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

As long as he moved his mind, he could appear in any position in the sea of ​​consciousness, regardless of the distance. Any place, the moment his mind floated, he had already arrived.

Duan Rong looked at the vast sea of ​​green light in front of him, which was filled with the fourth-level tree spirits he had devoured.

There were the most ancient trees in Changliu Mountain, and Duan Rong would often devour some when he was practicing or walking.

Even when he was not practicing the Taizang Sutra, his sea of ​​consciousness was digesting tree spirits, slowly increasing his spiritual power.

Duan Rong looked at the sea of ​​tree spirits in front of him, a vast expanse of green light, quite spectacular.

He estimated that these tree spirits were enough for him to directly achieve the fourth level of the Taizang Sutra, after all, these were all fourth-level tree spirits.

Duan Rong's mind moved, and his figure disappeared again. He suddenly appeared in the center of the sky, suspended between the three shining stars and the rolling blood light.

There was no telepathy between the rolling blood light and Duan Rong.

But Duan Rong could clearly sense the weak but real connection between the three shining stars and him.

Duan Rong looked at the blood light that was rolling and flickering like a nebula not far from his side, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

This blood light is the origin of the dirty blood magic. This thing seems to be out of his control. Unlike the stars condensed by the Taizang Sutra, there is a spiritual connection between him and him.

But, it was this blood light that saved him twice.

Killing Fan Yuanhai once, and eliminating the insect poison that Shang Xiangyu had given him again.

Duan Rong moved his eyes away from the rolling blood light, concentrated his mind and held his breath, and sat cross-legged in the void.

He began to make seals and enter the state of practicing the fourth level of the Taizang Sutra.

As Duan Rong made seals, muffled thunder sounded above the void, and the eyes of the four gods flashed with lightning...

After several hours, the original tree spirit light sea actually dissipated more than half, leaving only more than ten tree spirits in the corner, emitting a green light...

Duan Rong sat cross-legged in the void, looking tired.

I saw a star floating not far from his side.

The star was emitting a cold light of pale blue, and in the center of the star there was a shadow of an eye, flickering agilely...

In the void, Duan Rong suddenly opened his eyes. After several hours of hard practice, the fourth star had condensed.

Duan Rong looked at the four floating stars in front of him, shining and reflecting each other, and a faint joy rose in his heart.

The four stars once again occupied the most central position in the sky, while the nebula with rolling blood light retreated to a remote corner of the sky.

"It seems that after achieving the fourth level, the Taizang Sutra once again suppressed the Dirty Blood Divine Art." Duan Rong thought with a twinkling look.

This result made Duan Rong feel a little relieved. Although the Dirty Blood Divine Art saved his life twice, he always had a fear of this skill and felt that it was a hidden danger.

Now, watching the bloodlight retreat again in a remote place at home, his concerns in his heart finally dissipated.

As soon as Duan Rong thought about it, he exited the sea of ​​Hai.

At the moment of exiting the sea, a huge fatigue came from the soul, almost knocking down the Duan.

In order to achieve the fourth floor at a time, Duan Rong was obviously a little overdrawn.

In the darkness, he could hear Xiao Yu's peaceful breathing sound.

Duan Rong struggled to get up, climbed to the stone bed, and slept on Xiao Yu's body.

As soon as he lay down, he fell asleep instantly.

Duan Rong didn't know how long he slept, and suddenly he was woke up by Xiao Yu.

"Duan Rong, Duan Rong ..." Xiao Yu called him gently.

Duan Rong opened like a lead. "what?"

"You should go!" Xiao Yu's voice seemed a little shy. "After another hour, the sky is about to light up."

Duan Rong turned over and slept in it, muttering, "Then I will leave again."

"No." Xiao Yu said: "It's dawn again ... don't look good."

"What's ... not good -looking?"

Xiao Yu was silent for a while, but Duan Rong suddenly understood Xiao Yu's meaning.

He was dazzling, walking out of Xiao Yu's cave, I don't know how many people will see it.

Duan Rong struggled to sit up, sighed, and said, "Okay."

Duan Rong took Xiao Yu's shoulder and was ready to leave.

In the dark, Xiao Yu suddenly said: "I will give you."

The two walked out of the cave together. At this time, it was before dawn. When the sky was the darkest, they walked along a row of caves, and neither of them spoke.

They walked to a corner, and when they turned out, they were not far from the fence of Shifang.

Duan Rong stopped: "Come here."

"Um."

Xiao Yu whispered, in the dark, she silently stared at Duan Rong's shadow.

Duan Rong suddenly moved closer and kissed Xiao Yu.

In the darkness, Xiao Yu closed his toes closed and greeted Duan Rong.

The two kissed in the dark.

After a long time, Duan Rong touched Xiao Yu's cheek and turned away.

Xiao Yu stood there, looked at Duan Rong's dark shadow, disappeared at the corner, and then turned to the cave back.

At this time in her heart, she was full of feelings. There was a faint sorrow in that feeling, but Xiao Yu knew that the core of the emotion was some kind of real happiness.

It was something that nourishes her life.

A warm and upward power, at this moment she wants to live a long time, it seems that she wants to continue something ... Survival is already a different experience for her.

Duan Rong returned to the hills on the other side of Shangxiang, and it was still black.

The moment he walked into his cave, he suddenly moved.

Because on the ground at the entrance, a small stone was pressed, and he almost tripped him.

Duan Rong found out the fire, blowing out a faint flame, and saw that under the stone, it seemed to be pressing a piece of paper.

Duan Rong took the paper down, walked into the cave, and ignited the candlelight on the stone table with a fire.

With the swaying candlelight, Duan Rong looked at the paper in his hand.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

I saw that there was only one line on the paper: the younger brother, the people who decided Zong Zhengzi tomorrow to come over and ask, please go out. Pan Yong.

Duan Rong replied the paper and pressed it under the candlelight.

He was not worried about this. The person who decided that Zong Zhengshi came just to go, and he had his own business.

In fact, he didn't plan to go out.

After the fourth layer of fetal hiding, there was another soul -soul -soul thorns!

The soul thorn, like the soul wave, is a soul attack, but the power and lethality are much stronger than the soul wave.

But there are restrictions and troubles.

The soul wave is an attack that he can send out at any time.

But the soul thorns are different, and he needs to condense a soul thorns with the help of the fetal Tibetan scripture, stored in the soul space.

Only in this way can attack.

Moreover, with his current spiritual strength, he can only condense a soul thorn.

Duan Rong studied slightly and found that the condensation of this soul thorn was quite cumbersome.

However, the power of the soul attack, Duan Rong can be said to be deeply impressed. Whether it is to kill the cold or kill Fan Yuanhai. If there is no soul attack, he can't do it at all.

Since the soul thorn is more powerful than the soul wave, the more powerful soul attack. Even if he is tedious, he must condense it as soon as possible.

Soul attack, hidden and weird, the most vulnerable soul of the attack.

The soul attack Diega kills, as long as the opponent is not too strong, it can usually be harvested.

Anyway, I couldn't go out. Duan Rong just used this time to condense the soul stab.

Throughout the morning, Duan Rong studied the problem of condensing the soul thorn in the deep cave.

Until the afternoon, Pan Yong's voice suddenly sounded outside the cave.

Duan Rong was deep in the dark cave, and suddenly opened his eyes, jumped out of the stone bed, and walked out of the cave slowly.

I saw outside the cave, Pan Yong's side, standing in a man in his early thirties, a moon white robe with a slope, and a wooden cricket.

This man's face was not moving, his eyes were dynamic and restrained, and he looked up and down.

Pan Yong laughed: "Duan Rong's brother. This is Yang Guanzhi who decided Zong Zhengji. He asked you something, and you can tell him truthfully."

Yang Yi Xiang Duan Rong, slightly hugged his boxing: "In the lower Yang Yi, he was appointed by Zongzheng Chief to investigate the incident of the refining furnace here."

Duan Rong also hugged his punch back, but did not speak.

Pan Yongdao: "Yang is in charge of things, then you talk about it, I won't bother."

Pan Yong said, and turned away.

As soon as Pan Yong left, Yang Yili immediately put away Banzheng's face and laughed: "Yang Xiaoyou, I asked this morning, a bit thirsty. I wonder if I can ask Yang Xiaoyou to drink water?"

Duan Rong laughed: "Yang Guan, please."

His eyes swept Yang Yi's face, he knew Yang Yi's mind, and this person was about to break him as the truth about the truth about digging the furnace.

When Pan Yong was in, he glanced at him. As soon as Pan Yong left, the whole person was followed.

The two walked slowly into the cave.

Duan Rong lit the candlelight.

From a black pottery pot, poured two bamboo water water. A bamboo tube is given to Yang Yi, and a bamboo tube is for himself.

Yang Yi drank most of the clear water in the bamboo tube in one breath, and then looked at the candlelight and laughed: "Yang Xiaoyou, do you like to light up in the cave?"

Duan Rongdao: "I like to cultivate in the dark."

Yang Yi nodded without any place, his eyes condensed, and asked, "Duan Xiaoyou, what is the relationship between Chen Yan and Yin Yan? Is there a contradiction?"

Duan Rong's eyes moved slightly, and he knew what Yang Yi was asking.

Both of them were pressed under the Dan furnace's Dan Furnace, and Yin Yan's feet were entangled with Chen Yan's nine whip.

Duan Rong said: "Yang Guan, I am a disciple of this year. Soon after, how does the relationship between the two of them, I don’t know."

As soon as Yang Yi's pupils shrank, he could see that Duan Rong was also a guy who could not enter oil and salt.

Yang Yi asked Duan Rong a few questions. On the face of Duan Rong, there was no expression, and all the answers were dripping.

Yang Yi's original easy -going face quickly became cold. "Duan Xiaoyou, can I look at your Zongmen Cloud?"

Duan Rong took out Zongmen Yunyu and handed it to Yang Yi. Yang Yi picked it up, and then looked at it with a candlelight.

Yang Yi knew that even if he asked again, he couldn't ask anything, so he stood up from the stone chair and said, "Then here is here. If I have any questions, I have to bother Yang Xiaoyou."

Duan Rong said: "Yang Guan is polite. I must know nothing."

Yang Yi looked at Duan Rong's smiling face, and the muscles on his face jumped, and then went away.

He originally thought that Duan Rong was a new disciple who entered the mountain gate. Maybe he could ask what he could ask. As a result, the boy was still slippery than Pan Yong, talking about the words that were not salty, and the natural expression. Ashamed.

"I really hit the thief!"

Yang Yi scolded him, and he had done it in his heart, and was ready to go back to the case.

The businessman is a disciple of the inner door and a pharmacist. If there is no strong evidence, he won't be able to handle him at all.

After Yang Yi left, Duan Rong continued to study condensing the soul thorn, just like no one.

At noon the next day, Pan Yong came to find Duan Rong again, saying that it was a trustees that Zongzheng Si had given Xin'er, and the case of the furnace had been concluded.

Pan Yong came to call him, go to the cave of the alchemy together, and deal with Chen Yan and Yin Yan's body.

The two came to the red cave again.

After the magma is extinguished, the cave is also quite cold and humid.

It was only two days. The corpses of Chen Yan and Yin Yan were already full of corpses and stench.

The two were pocked in a sack, and the two corpses were buried to the remote corners of the dense forest.

Pan Yong used a wooden board to set up a humble tombstone for them.

On this mountain, Lin Zi was very large, and Tang Yan's body did not know where Pan Yong was buried.

Pan Yong looked at the two graves in front of him, and suddenly said: "Master, if the brother is dead one day. You don't have to give me a tree monument."

"I'm afraid I will spit it out below."

Duan Rongdao: "Brother, my brother also knows that he is disgusting. Brother is assured. I am not so idle. To be honest, I may not bury you."

Pan Yong heard that he stood there and laughed.