Chapter 345: The Gate of Law

That day, in the dense forest, Duan Rong, who was sitting cross-legged on a bluestone, suddenly let out a long roar. The passionate breath in his Dantian meridians conflicted and surged, then merged and settled, gathering into a ball of air that seemed to be condensed, lingering in his Dantian...

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

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

In the dense forest, Duan Rong performed the Ku Rong Prajna Sword one by one.

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

As Duan Rong's sword rose and fell, the true qi surged, and a faint and strange sound of pulling the wind sounded in the air.

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

Duan Rong hit three times in a row, put away his knife and stood up. He looked up at the sky above the tree and murmured, "It seems that I should go to the stone shop."

When Duan Rong arrived at the stone shop, Ximen Kankan had not finished his work yet.

Ximen Kankan walked out of the red cave with a big hammer.

He put the big hammer on the ground, wiped the sweat with the black towel on his shoulder, looked at Duan Rong and said: "Didn't you come here a few days ago? Why are you here again? Why? Do you miss me so much?"

Duan Rong glared at Ximen Kankan and said: "Who the hell misses you! Are you sick in the brain?"

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 abandoned weapons were piled up last time."

Ximen Kankan looked at Duan Rong with a strange look. Last time, Duan Rong rummaged around in the cave full of rags, and this time he was going there again.

"It's over there. No one is in charge of that place. You can go there by yourself." Ximen Kankan said, turning his head and squinting his chin in the direction of the cave.

"Okay then." Duan Rong looked at a cave there. In fact, he knew the place. He just said hello to Ximen Kankan. "When you're done with 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 short of manpower here at Shifang!!"

"I'll collect you first!" Duan Rong cursed, then turned and left.

Ximen Kankan laughed and said, "You actually called me junk! You better watch your ass!"

Duan Rong's face was immediately filled with black lines when he heard this.

The first time he came to Shifang, he was attacked and kicked in the ass by this kid. But Ximen Kankan didn't just mean this when he said this! Was he flirting with Jiang Qingyu and throwing it at him? !

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

When Ximen Kankan saw Duan Rong's action, he immediately slumped his shoulders and shrank his head. He only heard a "swoosh" sound above his head, and the stone hit the stone wall behind him, causing the stone chips there to fall down...

"Are you serious?!" Ximen Kankan looked at the stone chips still peeling off the stone wall behind him, touched his head with his hand, and was scared.

"Who told you to be so rude!?"

Duan Rong bent down and grabbed another stone.

Ximen Kankan had already carried a big hammer and rushed into the blacksmith's cave.

Duan Rong threw the stone in his hand into the corner, patted the dust on his hands, and said, "You run fast."

Duan Rong came to the outside of the cave where the abandoned weapons were piled up. He took a torch at the entrance of the cave, took the fire starter from the inner pocket of his lapel, and lit the torch.

Duan Rong walked into the dark cave with the torch in his hand.

After passing through a dark corridor, they came to the heart of the cave.

Duan Rong, under the illumination of the torch, looked at the piles of abandoned weapons in front of him, which looked like a small mountain, and his heart could not help but be excited.

To others, these were just piles of garbage, but to him, they were piles of martial arts secrets.

No, they were more advanced than martial arts secrets.

Martial arts secrets still need to be practiced.

He used the ability to devour weapon spirits to devour and digest these weapon spirits, and then he reached a ready-made realm.

Although internal strength still needs him to refine and accumulate before he can achieve it.

But with the ready-made realm and the familiar method of running internal strength, his speed is far beyond that of ordinary people, and even those so-called gifted people in the general sense can hardly match him.

What's more, Duan Rong has now achieved the eleventh level of the Taizang Sutra.

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

Twelfth-level weapon spirit! He had never dared to think about this before.

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

The fourth level of the True Qi Realm was a seventh-level weapon spirit.

And the twelfth-level weapon spirit he could devour was already the first level of the Cyclone Realm.

Duan Rong glanced at a few 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 on the stone wall not far away. He turned around and walked to a pile of abandoned weapons like a small mountain.

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

Duan Rong knew that the martial arts of the Cyclone Realm were already called unique skills!

It can be said to be the highest realm of martial arts.

Above the Cyclone Realm is the Cave Nether Realm.

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

The masters of the Cave and Dark Realm comprehend the power of laws.

Just like the man in a black cloak who interrogated him in the dungeon of the Judgment Zongzhengsi, he should be a master of the Cave and Dark Realm.

Duan Rong still clearly remembered the feeling of powerlessness and terror. The moment the man raised his hand, his whole body could not move.

Duan Rong felt that the space around him was solidified by some strange power.

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

That was obviously some kind of power of laws that he could not understand.

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

What he is thinking now is that if he can devour the twelfth-level weapon spirit, it will be the first level of the unique learning.

If that happens, he can also get a glimpse of the mystery of the unique learning.

The difference between the unique learning and ordinary martial arts such as Mahayana, Zhongcheng and Hinayana is that to practice the unique learning, one must comprehend the artistic conception, such as the sword intention and knife intention.

In fact, the key to advancing from the cyclone realm to the cave realm is whether the warrior can initially comprehend the power of the law from the deepest part of the sword intention and knife intention, and thus advance to the cave realm.

Therefore, the artistic conception of the unique learning such as sword intention and knife intention is actually the passage to the cave realm.

In other words, the deepest part of the artistic conception is the door to the law!

It’s just that there are only a few people who can push open this door.

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

The artistic conception is not an internal skill, but a soul level. He can get it immediately after swallowing and digesting it.

Duan Rong’s heart was throbbing, but his face was expressionless. He bent down and picked up a dusty broken blade ring-headed knife at his feet.

The ring-handled sword is also a popular 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 in his heart: "Read the weapon spirit!"

In the dark cave, a set of data immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

Weapon: Ring-handled sword

Weapon spirit level: Sixth level

Devouring requirements: Host mental power level six (satisfied)

Devouring effect: Feathered sword third level

Duan Rong looked at the data panel in front of him and said in his heart: "Sixth-level weapon spirit. Qi realm martial arts."

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

"Devour!"

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

These were originally discarded weapons. Once the weapon spirits were devoured by Duan Rong, they became tattered.

Duan Rong bent down and grabbed another discarded weapon...

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

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Ximen Kankan adapted quickly. It has only been more than two months, and he has 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 standing in front of a pile of discarded weapons like a small mountain, constantly grabbing a bunch of weapons in his hand. Duan Rong just squeezed the weapon slightly and threw it behind him.

And behind him, there was already a pile of discarded weapons half a person high.

Ximen Kankan's face was shocked, and there was a gleam of doubt in his eyes.

"What... what is he doing?"

Last time, he felt strange. But this time, his doubts were even deeper, and he even felt that Duan Rong was a little crazy.

No, not a little. He felt that Duan Rong seemed to be 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 ready soon."

Seeing that Duan Rong was talking normally, Ximen Kankan felt relieved.

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

"What?!"

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

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

Ximen Kankan looked suspicious and said, "Let me see if you are confused. Can you tell me what you are doing? Are you moving these discarded weapons?"

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

Duan Rong felt that he had said a bad homophonic pun and laughed.

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

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

Ximen Kankan stood by and watched for a while. He noticed that Duan Rong's eyes were very 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 want to disturb you. I just don't understand. Can you tell me what you are doing?"

Duan Rong looked at Simonancan's true look, blinked, and said, "Kankan, do you know that everything is spiritual?"

Simonkan was a little confused, and he nodded a little. "Know. That’ s the one who jumps. "

Duan Rong laughed, and said, "These blades are all spiritual. I, I, in the psychic. Do you understand?"

Duan Rong said, throwing the blade in his hand behind him, and pulled a handful from the abandoned blade.

"Tongling?"

Simon Kandan tastes Duan Rong's nonsense, and his eyes turn around, saying: "What do you mean, are you talking to these abandoned blades?"

Duan Rong listened and laughed: "You can say that."

After devouring the spirit, after digestion and absorption, he incorporated his own soul, which is equivalent to telling him the various experiences in the years.

Duan Rong thinks that the saying of Simonanan is also a good description.

At this moment, on the data panel in front of Duan Rong's eyes, a dazzling red font suddenly flashed.

"Devil failure. The area related to the god of consciousness is full."

Duan Rong threw away a long sword in his hand and took a breath. It seems that today's task has been completed.

"But devouring so much ..." Duan Rong turned his head and glanced, and the pile behind him was almost the same as that he was generally high. "Not to mention the twelve -order instrumental spirit. He couldn't even swallow even the seventh -order instrumental spirit. In this batch of blades, the highest -level instrumental spirit swallowed in this batch is only sixth -level. The third is the third. "

Duan Rong's decision is here today. Take a good rest and devour the spirit of the instrument in the soul space, digestion, and then swallow the second batch.

Duan Rong patted Xia Ximen Kankan's shoulder and said, "Where are you living?"

Although Duan Rong has achieved the eleventh layer of the fetal Tibetan scriptures, after devouring so many blade, his head still feels a bit swollen.

"Why, do you want to spend the night?" Ximen Kankan said with a weird look.

Duan Rong laughed: "Don't worry. I guess it is not enough all night. You wash your butt."

Simonkan mentioned his pants and said, "You remembered my ass?!! You are old!"

"I wipe it! Last time I didn't pay attention, I kicked me from behind."

"When did I not know last time?"

"You pretend to be stupid for me!"

The two smiled and walked out of the cave.

Seeing that Ximen Kankan saw Duan Rong, there was no problem at all, so he left the strange thing in the cave. After all, in Xiangu County, there are a lot of strange things on Duan Rong, as long as he is not really magical.

The two came to a humble cave where Simonkan lived.

Simonankan said: "Let's go to the forest and make a few odors back for dinner."

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

Duan Rong said that he really walked deep into the cave, lay on the stone bed, covered with a blanket, and fell asleep to death.

When Ximen Kankan saw Duan Rong, he stood up and cursed: "You have to eat white food! You lazy! Okay, I forgive you once."

Simonkan had to go to the forest by himself, he came back a few of the game, and grilled it at the entrance of the hole.