Chapter 156 Return to Wild Boar Mountain

Duan Rong handed the red horse to the old man, paid a piece of silver, and entered the Wild Boar Mountain that night.

Although the moon was bright in the sky, the ancient trees were lush and the lush branches and leaves blocked the moonlight.

The old forest was still dark, and the occasional rays of moonlight that came through the gaps between the branches and leaves only illuminated a small, shadowy shadow...

Duan Rong did not jump in the dark forest under the tree. After all, it was late at night, the light in the forest was too dark, and the visibility was too poor. He was not afraid of wild beasts, but snakes, insects, and scorpions were still a bit annoying...

Duan Rong used the mastery-level Cloud Snake Step to jump back and forth between the branches of a century-old camphor tree. In just two breaths, he stood on a branch on the treetop. On the treetops, the night wind blew, making the branches sway. Duan Rong stepped on the branches, controlling his balance, and gently adjusted his body shape as the branches swayed...

Once he stood on the treetops, his vision suddenly became broad...

Duan Rong looked far away, the moonlight was like water, splashing on the sea of ​​forests. With the sound of the night wind, the sea of ​​forests was like waves, the moonlight was floating, and the bright moon on the distant mountain seemed to surge between the mountains and the sea...

Such an extreme wonder made Duan Rong's heart tremble. "The world has great beauty but no words! The mountains and the sea give birth to the bright moon, what a beautiful sea of ​​moonlight!"

Even with such a beautiful scenery in front of him, Duan Rong had no time to appreciate it and stay for a while. He had set himself the goal of devouring tree spirits.

Before the day of the probationary escort to be formally assessed, he must return to the escort agency, and he must refill the area of ​​the sea of ​​tree spirits in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness with tree spirits.

In other words, he had to devour the spirits of seventy-nine trees within three days.

You know, it took him six days to devour eighty-one tree spirits in the Wild Boar Mountain last time.

However, Duan Rong estimated that he could only devour the first-level tree spirits last time, and the first-level and second-level tree spirits were difficult to identify by appearance alone, which led to him spending time reading the spirit of the weapon, but nearly half of the tree spirits had to be let go and could not be devoured.

But this time, his mental power has been upgraded by one level.

Both the first-level and second-level tree spirits can be devoured, and combined with the experience from last time, Duan Rong thinks that it should be possible to devour eighty-one tree spirits in three days!

Duan Rong stood on the branch, touching the tip of the tree with his hand, and silently said: "Read the spirit!"

Artifact: Ancient camphor wood (123 years)

Spirit level: Level 2

Devouring requirements: Host's mental power level 2 (satisfied)

Devouring effect: Primary spiritual intelligence (can slightly increase the host's mental power)

Duan Rong glanced at the set of data that appeared in front of him and whispered: "Devouring!"

As Duan Rong uttered the word "devour", the data panel in front of him shook and then disappeared.

Duan Rong stepped on the bottom of his foot and leaped out...

Duan Rong's figure was like a black dot, flickering and floating in the moonlight waves above the sea of ​​​​woods, like a boat shuttling...

Three days later in the evening, at the bustling East City Gate in the twilight, a man with a face full of dust rode into the city.

It was Duan Rong who had devoured 79 tree spirits and rushed back from Wild Boar Mountain.

Duan Rong's body and face were covered with a layer of dust, his lips were dry and cracked, and his face was even more tired.

Duan Rong first rode to the carriage shop and returned the horse, then came to the beef soup shop on the street, drank two large bowls of beef soup, and ate three large pancakes with chili oil.

Duan Rong burped, feeling that most of his fatigue was reduced. He wiped his greasy mouth, stood up, and walked slowly to Yuanshun Escort Agency.

It was not that he didn't want to walk faster, but he was too full and couldn't walk fast at all.

When Duan Rong walked back to Yuanshun Escort Agency, it was already night and the lights were on. He returned to the Liulu courtyard where he lived, took off his clothes directly, and stood by the large water tank at the door of the kitchen.

Duan Rong washed himself thoroughly inside and out with clean water and soap, and then walked into the hall naked and wet. Duan Rong found a towel, wiped his body dry, and then lay on the bed in the inner room for a while to rest.

However, after an incense stick of time, Duan Rong struggled to sit up from the bed. Although he had hardly rested in the old forest of Wild Boar Mountain for the past three days, he was tired and wanted to have a good sleep, but he wanted to quickly achieve the second level of the Taizang Sutra.

After achieving the second level of the Taizang Sutra, it is not only to improve the mental power, but also to have other magical features.

Otherwise, how can the word "art" of this soul art come from?

Duan Rong came to the big water tank in the yard with a wooden basin in his naked body. The night was dark and the willow branches were swaying. Duan Rong filled a basin with clear water and returned to the inner bedroom.

Duan Rong placed the basin of clear water in the corner of the room, took out the green porcelain bottle containing the dragon flame fat, and poured all the remaining dragon flame fat in the porcelain bottle into the clear water.

Duan Rong also knew that when he entered the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, because the concentration of the dragon flame fat in the red water was too high, there would be intense pain when applying it, and when he was meditating and making seals, his whole body would also experience an unbearable itching. However, the way he practiced the Taizang Sutra, because of the intervention of the tree spiritual light sea, the speed was much faster than that of ordinary people, so the consumption of dragon flame fat was also very fast. Last time when he practiced the Taizang Sutra, he withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness halfway to replenish the dragon flame fat. He didn't want the same thing to happen again this time.

That would affect efficiency too much.

Duan Rong took four landscape paintings from the cabinet next to the bed, baked the hidden four great kings with candlelight, and then posted them around the area he had arranged.

Then, Duan Rong walked to the corner of the wall. The colloid dragon flame fat had completely dissolved in the water. The water in the basin was red and purple, and even slightly purple-black.

Duan Rong knew that this was caused by the high concentration of dragon flame fat. He squatted in the basin and began to apply it on his body...

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

A burning pain came from the application...

Duan Rong poured the last bit of liquid in the basin on the back of his neck...Duan Rong felt a skin-peeling pain all over his body...

He quickly flashed to the cushion in the middle of the surrounding area, sat cross-legged, chanted a spell and made a seal...

As Duan Rong chanted a spell and made a seal, his whole body suddenly felt like a group of ants biting randomly, and it was extremely itchy. Duan Rong clenched his teeth, and a muscle on his right face kept throbbing. He endured it and sat there without moving.

After waves of something rushed to the back of his head, the itching in the pores of his body gradually faded away...

The itching weakened, and Duan Rong was finally able to concentrate his mental power, and in his visualization, he cut his breath to change that erratic point.

During the second attempt, Duan Rong had hit the mark, and after a moment of trance, he came to the Lingming Sea of ​​Consciousness again.

The earth and sky in the Lingming Sea of ​​Consciousness were still the same as when he exited three days ago. Even so, Duan Rong looked at the milky white fluorescent star and the strange red blood cocoon next to it in the sky, which was covered by thin rolling fog, and his heart trembled slightly.

When he achieved and practiced the first level of the Taizang Sutra, the milky white fluorescent star gave him a sense of sacredness, especially he and the star had a weak spiritual connection, and he could feel the tranquility and peace of the milky white star.

But this second layer of Taizang Sutra, when the blood cocoon just took shape, Duan Rong looked at it, and a strange and restless feeling rose in his heart...

However, Duan Rong also understood that the many mysteries of Taizang Sutra were not something he could comprehend and understand at this stage, so it was best not to speculate randomly and practice according to the method...

Since Taizang Sutra is the supreme treasure of Taiyi Sect, the method has been verified by the ancestors of all generations...

As long as he practices according to the method, there will be no problems.

And from the time Duan Rong entered the sensitive sea of ​​consciousness, the thin mist rolling between the sky and the earth slowly changed from light red to dark red, and soon, the red demon mist filled the sky and the earth...

The rolling mist was filled with red silk made of dragon flame fat with an astonishing density.

Duan Rong's eyes moved, and he went to the sea of ​​tree spirit light in the southeast of the earth...