Chapter 340 Obsession and Desire

Duan Rong withdrew from the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

He opened his eyes in the dark cave.

Duan Rong stood up. Although in the dark, he knew the positions of the four statues around him.

He suddenly poured true energy into his palm and smashed the four stone statues, and then patiently rubbed the broken stones into stone chips one by one.

At the moment when the four statues were all rubbed into stone chips, he smiled tiredly in the dark.

All traces were eliminated.

Even if someone traced from Pan Yong's line or Shang Xiangyu's end, they would not find any traces that would point to him.

Moreover, he was just a registered disciple who had just entered the mountain gate for more than a month. Who would doubt him?

Duan Rong walked out of the cave, his steps were a little staggering, and he was exhausted physically and mentally.

In the past few days, his heartstrings have been tense, and he has achieved a layer of Taizang Sutra every day. The later he got, the more exhausted his soul became.

Especially tonight on the eleventh floor, the last half hour, he almost gritted his teeth and endured it.

Duan Rong struggled to walk back to his cave. He walked into the depths of the cave, fell asleep on the stone bed the moment he fell.

Duan Rong slept for a whole day and night.

When he walked out of the cave, it was already the second day of the Si hour.

He took the wooden basin and the black pottery jar, went to the mountain spring on the cliff, washed his face, and fetched another pottery jar of clear water.

Duan Rong returned to the cave, poured himself a bamboo tube of clear water, and then sat at the entrance of his cave with the bamboo tube.

While drinking the clear water, he looked at the white fog in the valley in front of him.

Duan Rong's face at this time did not have any ease and pleasure, but was cold and creepy, and his clear eyes also flashed with a cold light.

He slept for a long time in this sleep, had many dreams, and remembered many things.

He remembered that the first time he killed someone was in a narrow alley on the antique street in Xiangu County. That time, the look in those people's eyes before they died almost scared him.

Then, it was the second time. At that time, he was no longer afraid, but just felt disgusted.

Then it was the third time, the fourth time...

Until he killed Chen Hu and Pan Yong, he could no longer remember how many times he had killed people.

And his heart had long been as cold as a stone, without any ripples!

Life is like grass, and everyone's life is just a stepping stone!

But is it really like this?

He vaguely remembered that in his previous life, when he was on Blue Star, although he was a social animal and was exhausted by the exploitation, he would occasionally stop the car and take those little guys to the pet hospital for treatment when he saw injured stray cats and dogs on the street.

But now, he is a man with blood on his hands!

His heart is as cold and sharp as the Minghong knife on his waist.

This is a world of killing. And he has become a killer.

Just like in the previous life, after leaving the campus, he struggled in the society, became mercenary, hypocritical, full of lies, and even deceived himself in the end.

People will eventually become the people they hate. No matter where they are, it is the same.

At this moment, Duan Rong completely accepted his cruelty and killing, just like in the previous life, at a certain moment, he completely accepted his mercenary and hypocrisy.

Duan Rong suddenly raised his cold eyes and looked at the endless mountaintops looming in the rolling white fog in the distance. He remembered the poem of a man named Mu Dan that he had read in his previous life:

"Although life is tiring, I must pursue it. The jungle of concepts entangles me, and the light of good and evil flickers in my heart."

So, in this world, what is his pursuit? Like in the previous life, pursuing a rich life?

No, this world is no longer the previous life. He is no longer the Duan Rong of the previous life.

At this moment, a crane cry came from the valley in front.

At this moment, Duan Rong's eyes were mixed with coldness and warmth. His true intention was clear at this moment. He wanted to see what the scenery at the highest point of this world was like.

He didn't have the chance in his previous life, but in this life, he might be able to do it!

If the road to the highest point is a sea of ​​blood and corpses, then he will kill all the way there!

He hates killing, but in order to see the scenery at the highest point, he can endure this disgust!

This is his obsession! It is also his desire!

Duan Rong's true intention was clear, so he put the empty bamboo tube in his hand at the entrance of the cave. He stood up and walked into the dense forest.

He was going to practice in the dense forest.

In the past, he practiced in the depths of the cave on this mountain because of the crisis and oppression given to him by Shang Xiangyu and Pan Yong, which made him feel that the darkness in the depths of the cave could give him a sense of security.

Now, his crisis has been completely resolved.

He can practice in the dense forest with bright skylight.

Although Duan Rong rushed all the way, he directly achieved the fifth to eleventh levels of the Taizang Sutra in a few days.

However, he has never practiced the soul technique to achieve the Taizang Sutra.

At this moment, he was ready to study the newly emerged soul technique.

First, the soul thorn. From only being able to condense one, he could now condense three and store them in the consciousness space.

Duan Rong had seen the power of the soul thorn with his own eyes.

Three soul thorns might be better than any hidden weapon in the world.

Soul attacks are invisible and mysterious, and are definitely not comparable to tangible hidden weapons.

Therefore, Duan Rong was ready to condense three soul thorns first.

In addition to the Soul Thorn, there is another new Soul Art.

This art is called Yinghuo, which is a Soul Illusion Art.

The practice of this art is quite complicated. The caster needs to condense an illusion and use the illusion to attack his consciousness. The attacked will fall into the illusion and get lost in it.

This art is also divided into levels. Duan Rong has achieved the eleventh level of the Taizang Sutra, and can only practice the first and second levels of Yinghuo.

After Duan Rong was ready to condense the Soul Thorn, he began to study the first level of Yinghuo.

Duan Rong practiced in the dense forest until late at night, and then went back to the cave to sleep. The next morning, he went to Xia Honghua in the medicine pavilion.

Duan Rong had not shown up for two days, and Xia Honghua was still worried that he would repeat the same trick and drag it out for another ten days. However, Duan Rong came over early this morning, and Xia Honghua greeted Duan Rong enthusiastically.

Duan Rong only stayed with Xia Honghua for two hours to settle accounts, and then returned to the hilltop of Shang Xiangyu.

He first studied the initial stage of Mars in the dense forest for a while.

The complexity of practicing this technique was far beyond Duan Rong's imagination.

Just condensing the illusion gave Duan Rong a headache.

As for how to use the illusion to attack the spiritual consciousness, Duan Rong frowned as he thought about the vague words in the scripture, and it was difficult to understand the mystery.

Since this technique was so difficult to practice, Duan Rong was not in a hurry and just took his time. He felt that the reason why he couldn't understand how to use the illusion to attack the spiritual consciousness was because he had not condensed the illusion and didn't understand the characteristics of the condensed illusion.

As long as he solved the problem of condensing the illusion first, maybe the following problems would be solved.

Duan Rong only spent two hours every day to study the initial stage of Mars, and the rest of the time was used to refine the Zhengyang Pills and practice the true qi.

He estimated that six bottles of Zhengyang Pills were enough for him to achieve the first level of the true qi realm. He wanted to achieve the first level of the true qi realm as quickly as possible.

Because, for a warrior, the realm of martial arts is the foundation, and everything else is just auxiliary means.

Don't pursue tricks too much and lose sight of the main point!

Since then, Duan Rong has been practicing hard in the mountains every day, except for going to Xia Honghua to check the accounts for two hours every day.

This morning, he just got out of bed, carried a wooden basin and walked out of the cave to the mountain spring to wash.

Halfway there, he saw a figure from a distance, coming from the cableway.

Duan Rong guessed who it was, so he stood there and waited for a while.

Not long after, the figure came closer, and it was indeed the worried old man Qin.

Duan Rong calculated the time. If we count from the time Pan Yong left the mountain on May 19th, it has been fifteen or sixteen days now. Pan Yong has not yet gone to Qin Lao to cancel his leave. No wonder the old man is anxious!

Old Man Qin coughed for a while before looking at Duan Rong and said, "Is Pan Yong not back yet?"

Duan Rong yawned, as if nothing had happened, and said, "I don't know. I haven't seen him for a long time."

Old Man Qin sighed and said, "What's wrong with this kid? We agreed to stay for ten days."

Shang Xiangyu was not there, so he gave Pan Yong a note, which was against the rules. If this kid got into trouble, he would also be jointly responsible.

Old Man Qin thought for a while and asked, "Did Pan Yong tell you anything when he left?"

Duan Rong said lazily, "He just gave me the key to Shang Shi's cabinet. Then he told me to be careful with the door. He didn't say anything else."

"He didn't say where he was going? When will he be back?" Old Man Qin asked.

Duan Rong said, "He said he was going to Shenyun Mansion. He didn't say when he would be back."

"Oh..." Old Man Qin nodded thoughtfully. "If he comes back, let him go to me to cancel his leave immediately."

Duan Rong nodded in response.

After Old Man Qin finished his explanation, he turned around and walked away while coughing.

Duan Rong looked at Old Man Qin, who walked away hunched over, and his lazy eyes suddenly became sharp.

If he guessed correctly, if Pan Yong did not show up in a few days, Old Man Qin would definitely report the matter to the sect, and then the people who were investigating the matter would start to investigate.

Duan Rong was almost certain that the people who were investigating would not find any clues.

Pan Yong had disappeared from this world, and no one knew how he disappeared.

All traces and clues were dealt with by Duan Rong.

Duan Rong went to the mountain spring to wash up as usual, and then went to Xia Honghua to check the accounts.

On this day, Duan Rong sat cross-legged on a large bluestone in the dense forest, refining Zhengyang Pills and practicing true qi.

His mind was sinking in the Dantian meridians, and suddenly he heard a "whoosh" sound in the air.

Duan Rong's heart jumped, and he thought someone was plotting against him, so he immediately used his body to jump away from the large bluestone.

The moment he jumped away, he saw a green wild fruit hit the place where he was sitting cross-legged.

Then, a strange sound of creaking came from the treetop not far away.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one 6, one book, one bar, take a look!

Duan Rong frowned and looked at the treetop, only to see the baboon he met in the lower courtyard standing on a thick branch of the treetop, glaring at him.

That day, when they entered the mountain, he snatched Xiao Yu's bag from the baboon. Obviously, the baboon remembered the grudge.

Somehow, it suddenly wandered here today, and when it saw Duan Rong meditating on the bluestone, it immediately recognized the guy who teased it in the lower courtyard, and then picked a green and hard wild fruit and threw it at Duan Rong.

The baboon saw Duan Rong dodge the wild fruit it threw at him, and immediately screamed in anger, and threw another green wild fruit at Duan Rong.

As soon as Duan Rong's hand was lifted, it was really angry, and the near -body blue fruit shocked a group of green fog.

The face was stunned, and the fear flashed, the dark eyes turned around, and he grabbed the branches away.

Duan Rong watched the disappearance of 林 in the dense forest, and shook his head and laughed. "This beast!?"

On this day, Duan Ronggang returned from Xia Honghua and was ready to go to the cave and drank some water to moisturize his throat. As soon as he walked to the cave, he saw his cave mouth, there was a figure, there was a figure, and he had wrapped his knees and closed his eyes. Sit, seem to be cultivating.

Duan Rong's eyes jumped and had recognized the man, Yang Yi, who decided Zong Zhengji.

The person who came to ask him twice last time was the person who came to ask him.

Since Yang Yi is here. It seems that Pan Yong's affairs, the old man Qin has reported to Zongmen.

Duan Rong went to the cave not far away, and Boxing: "Yang Guan!"

Yang Yi heard his words, vomiting a sigh of relief, and laughed: "Duan Xiaoyou, Yang Mou was blocked at your door, a little impolite."

Duan Rongdao: "Where? Yang Guanshi, you have nothing to set aside the three treasure halls. Come, we speak inside."

Yang Yi's eyes moved, and as Duan Rong entered the cave.

Duan Rong lit the candle lamp, poured Yang Yi a glass of water, and then handed a plate of wild fruits to Yang Yi's followers.

Yang Yi laughed and took the top fruit.

Yang Yi hadn't spoken yet, and Duan Rong asked: "Is there no news from Brother Pan Yong?"

Yang Yi froze for a moment, and said, "Not yet. When he left, did you say something?"

Yang Yi looked at Duan Rong's gaze, sharp as a knife.

Duan Rong's expression was as usual, and he would tell the old man Qin again.

Yang Yi actually had a preliminary investigation before he came. He thought that Pan Yong should have stumbled outside.

However, he went to investigate the exchange record of Yaoge, only to find that Pan Yong actually used the quotient -like astrolabe, exchanged six rare drugs, and he also exchanged six bottles of Zhengyang Pills with his own astrolabe.

This is strange!

The Shangxiang language is not in the mountains, and Pan Yong dares to use the astrolabe of the business language to exchange six rare drugs in the pharmacy.

And those six drugs are all related to the fetal Tibetan scriptures!

What exactly do he do for these drugs?

Yang Yi has posted a consultation, and asked them to help investigate the news of Pan Yong.

He came over this time to talk to Duan Rong to see if there were other clues.

Yang Yi asked Duan Rong again, and Duan Rong should answer freely.

Regardless of the expression of Duan Rong or what he said, Yang Yi didn't see any subtle flaws.

The two were chatting. Suddenly, there were two thin and long young people who walked in. They glanced at Duan Rong and said to Yang Yi, "Yang head, Pan Yong's cave, and business quantities there. All searches have not been found.

Duan Rong's eyes jumped. It seems that Yang Yi has already taken people and started to investigate here.

Yang Yi put the fruit in his hand on the stone table, stood up, and laughed, and said, "Duan Xiaoyou, I want to take someone to the place where the business alchemy is alchemy, to see if there are any missing clues. Don't be together "together"

Duan Rong laughed: "You go, I won't go. I don't understand what the investigation is investigated."

"That little friend, Yang said!"

"Yang Guanshi walked slowly!"

Duan Rong got up and hugged his fist. Yang Yi walked out of the cave with the two thin young people.

After they left the cave, Duan Rong's eyes were suddenly cold. When he handled his hand, he put Yang Yi on the ground on the edge of the stone table to the ground, and then kicked it to the entrance of the cave.

Yang Yi took seven or eight people into the cave wrapped around the stone wall wrapped in the vine in the dense forest.

Last investigation, Yang Yi has been here.

He knew that the cave here was dense like a cobweb, and it was difficult to explore.

But Yang Yi still let his men hold a torch, and inspected it in the criss -crossed cave.

Yang Yi checked for a full night, and finally found the dark blood vine at the deepest part of the cave.

There is a thick black iron door in the cave of the black blood vine, with a copper lock on the door.

Yang Yi also asked Duan Rong to ask for the key, so he pulled the knife directly, cut off the copper lock, and the group walked in with a torch.

They naturally saw the black blood vine. The black blood vine had been hungry for a long time. If Yang Yi suddenly reacted and shouted him, two people almost stepped into the area of ​​the black rock formation.

Once you step in, the long -awaited black blood vines will definitely attack them.

Yang Yi stood at the edge of the black rock layer, watching the two black blood vines in fear.

"There are two black blood vines here in business. Deep in this cave, is it that the underground world that is distorted by space is near the space?"

Yang Yi suddenly noticed that the two black -blooded vines were not far away with a fist -sized spring eye.

"That's it?"

Yang Yi suddenly understood that the spring eye must connect the ground world that is distorted by space, and the air there was the air there to the cave.

Therefore, these two black blood vines can grow!

The group checked all night inside the cave. No other clues were found except the two black blood vines.

The two black blood vines were obviously raised by business, and it had nothing to do with Pan Yong's disappearance.

The group went out of the cave, but did not leave, but inspected in the dense forest.

Until dusk, they stood in front of the grave of Chen Yan and Yin Yan.

Yang Yi looked at the two graves with simple tombstones and suddenly said coldly: "Dig up the graves for me!"

Yang Yi's men immediately dug up the two graves and pulled out the bodies of Chen Hu and Yin Cong.

The air in Changliu Mountain was cold and humid, and the bodies of Chen Hu and Yin Cong had already rotted beyond recognition. Yang Yi covered his nose with a handkerchief, took a closer look, and said fiercely: "Dig their graves further down."

"Yes!"

Yang Yi's men dug the two graves more than a foot deeper.

Yang Yi saw that the soil he turned up was already very solid, so he said: "Don't dig. Bury the two stinking bodies."

Those people buried the bodies of Chen Hu and Yin Cong in the graves.

Yang Yi stood there, the air was filled with the strong stench of corpses, and he had not taken off the handkerchief covering his nose. He looked at the dense forest that was getting darker, and the doubts in his heart were even deeper and heavier than the dark at this time.

First, there were two strange furnace explosions, and then Shang Xiangyu suddenly resigned from the sect, saying that there were obstacles in his practice and he wanted to travel outside to find a way to break through.

Then, Pan Yong suddenly used Shang Xiangyu's star plate to exchange for rare medicine in the medicine pavilion, and asked Old Man Qin for ten days' leave on the pretext of going to Shenyun Mansion for something, and then disappeared!

All these things, one by one, that one, that one, don't they reveal evil nature?

"Shang Xiangyu, Pan Yong, what do you want to do? Are you colluding with each other, or acting independently?"

"I've felt that there's something wrong here. I, Yang Yi, haven't worked in the Judgment and Religious Affairs Bureau for five years in vain! I can smell the smell of a fox from a long distance away."

"I don't believe that you can't dig out this little dirty thing of yours?"