With the finalization of the captain and ranking, the original gang members fulfilled their previous positions, and the new gang members gradually understood the rules, converged their personalities, and integrated into the large group of the Sea Whale Gang, and the Sea Whale Gang gradually returned to the calm atmosphere of the past.

And the captains will think so, on the contrary, since the gang leaders have given them the opportunity to make a name for themselves, how can they waste it. Not only do they not feel that life is peaceful, but they always maintain a lively appearance, as long as they seize the opportunity, they are always ready to do a big job.

However, there are occasional exceptions, Captain Duan Jing of the Nineteenth Captain has no preparations for the time being, and matters such as the captain's surrender quota and the arrangements for the affairs of the new gang are not only huge, but also extremely complicated, but these all need to be arranged by the Steward's Hall.

Now Duan Jing has two positions, steward and captain, although he is the only one in the Sea Whale Gang, he can't escape any of his responsibilities, and let a fourteen-year-old child mix with this group of old men all day long, making Duan Jing almost live a retirement life in advance.

By the time he had taken care of everything, it would be three days after the ring battle.

During the period when he was sorting out the fundraising, Yan Shang came to visit and told him to work hard during this time, and there would be a major event in ten days, not only that, but he also secretly stuffed him with five bottles of elixir.

It's just that before Duan Jing could ask how to use the elixir, Yan Shang had already snatched the door and disappeared.

But Duan Jing could feel it from Yan Shang's words, such an exhortatory statement would definitely not be a good thing, it seemed that he had to use these few days to make sure that his cultivation was improved, otherwise he might not be able to cope with the next situation.

The five bottles of elixir were three bottles of bone burning liquid and two bottles of pure Gang Dan.

In order to deal with the means of the three families in Nanyue City, Li Shuang had to spend a lot of effort to cultivate newcomers, and gave away all the elixirs he had refined over the years to the young seeds, and according to Duan Jing's position, the share he got was three bottles of bone burning liquid, and the other two bottles were naturally gifts that Yan Shang loved.

The scorching bone liquid, guided by the domineering scorching molten liquid, supplemented by the juice of the seven spirit grasses, can not only enhance the quenching effect on the body, but also greatly eliminate the bursting aura of the molten liquid, which is a great tonic for the body casting realm.

After returning to his residence, Duan Jingfang took out all the things that Yan Shang had stolen, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't guess the so-called big thing, so he had to give up.

Duan Jing was not in a hurry, after the lesson of the last time, he would now think twice before taking action to ensure the safety of the operation.

I saw him take out one bottle from each of the different styles, and then carefully store the rest in the dark compartment at the end of the bed.

He then leaned against the sandalwood bed, lightly picked up the red bottle containing the burning bone, and looked at it carefully.

"Uncle Yan is so careful, what is in here?"

Before the words fell, Duan Jing was a little impatient, holding the bottle with his left hand, holding the cork with his right hand towards the triangle, and pulling out the cork steadily.

Just as Duan Jing approached the mouth of the bottle, he wanted to check the secret.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound in the bottle, like the bubbling sound of a liquid boiling, and then, the pale red steam slowly dispersed from the mouth of the bottle, and even the temperature in the room rose slightly.

"This aerosol... Inside the bottle is burning bone fluid!" Duan Jing closed the cork and exclaimed.

As if thinking of something, Duan Jing immediately put away the red bottle containing the burning bone fluid, picked up the yellow bottle next to it, and opened the cork again to check, it was rare for him to be so eager and lose his temper.

Duan Jing looked at the bottle and looked down, and it was full of pills.

Unable to distinguish it for the time being, Duan Jing was puzzled for a moment, then poured out a pill from the bottle, and checked it carefully.

Then I saw him suddenly clench the pill, tilt his head to the side, and squint his gaze, while his mind was thinking, eager to dig out all the information that could be corresponding.

"I shouldn't have missed any illustrated information about the pill spirit grass in the gang. ”

"Could it be that this is not an elixir at all?!" An idea suddenly flashed in Duan Jing's mind, and he was slightly dumbfounded, "Uncle Yan said that aura can be thought to change form, even if it is an entity!"

Following this line of thought and digging again, Duan Jing seemed to get the answer: "What is Uncle Yan best at?" Be... That's right!Pure Linggang Qi!This thing is a Pure Gang Pill?!"

When he recognized that the bottle contained it was indeed a pure Gang Pill, Duan Jing himself was a little suspicious, and then he was slightly surprised for a while.

Then he opened his clenched hand, only to see a round elixir shake and stop in the palm of his hand, and a smile immediately appeared on Duan Jing's face, and he gradually couldn't hold it back.

After several unsuccessful attempts to control it, Duan Jing slowly stood up, and immediately lifted the purple pottery teapot, filled a small cup between the tables, and drank it all.

After a few breaths, his mood gradually calmed down.

It's not that he hasn't seen the world, it's just that he got the precious spiritual liquid for a while, who can keep his composure, not to mention that there is more than one bottle.

"This Pure Gang Pill, if it is the product of Uncle Yan's refining of his own aura, it must be extremely difficult to contain. Duan Jing was overjoyed, but his heart showed guilt, "How long did it take him to make these two bottles... Alas..."

He thought that he had caused trouble to Uncle Yan, and although he had a father's relationship in the past, he couldn't rely on Uncle Yan so much.

Although Uncle Yan would test him from time to time, it was all out of love. If Duan Jing made a mistake, the first one to stand up and defend it was Uncle Yan, thinking of this, Duan Jing suddenly felt a sour nose, but he didn't know how to repay Uncle Yan.

From this point of view, the burning bone liquid must have been the handiwork of the big gang leader, and he could guess seven or eight points through the familiar aura in the bottle, but Duan Jing was at a loss, why did he give it to him?

"Forget it, I don't want to. There are some things that you will understand when you have enough strength. ”

Duan Jing didn't care about these anymore, guessing, maybe he hadn't reached that level yet, so Uncle Yan naturally didn't want to say more, so he just urged him not to slack off.

...

That night, Duan Jing was absorbing and refining according to the previous medicinal bath, and Yan Shang's reminder made him not dare to be sloppy in cultivation at all.

At the beginning, Duan Jing was directly persuaded to retreat by the burning bone, although his meridians had tended to be stronger last time, but when the burst energy of this burning bone fluid entered his body, before he could cultivate normally, that energy began to scorch the meridians.

In this case, although Duan Jing had gained, the damage was too great, and Duan Jing didn't dare to try again with such a self-destructive cultivation of eight hundred.

After that, the Pure Gang Pill became the main ingredient for Duan Jing's daily cultivation, and the Gang Qi was pure and gentle, but it was easy to refine.

Therefore, Duan Jing thought of an idea to experiment, but he didn't expect it to work.

During the day, as much pure Gang Dan is refined, and at midnight, ice water is used to carry the burning bone, and when absorbed, it is supplemented by pure Gang to protect the main meridians, so as to suppress the bursting ability and make it gradually absorbed.

Although this method will inevitably consume a part of Pure Gang, Duan Jing really can't think of a better way to implement it.

In the next nine days, Duan Jing was in this rhythm of reciprocation, and after dealing with the necessary affairs, he returned to the house, refined the Pure Gang Pill one by one, and at midnight, he sat in a wooden barrel according to the ice water suppression method, sitting cross-legged and absorbing until dawn.

...

Nine days passed in the blink of an eye.

Duan Jing's cultivation method was really a bit appalling, but he relied on this superficial method that he thought of haphazardly, and he forcibly absorbed the bursting molten energy.

No matter how the lava energy in his body scurried, Duan Jing just tried to calm down, differentiate and eat away.

The energy is still surging, and I am standing still.

Under such a life-fighting cultivation, the high risk brings high returns.

On the evening of the third day of cultivation, Duan Jing had advanced to the seventh layer of the casting body! The meridians and physique had all been greatly improved.

On the evening of the eighth day of cultivation, Duan Jing was promoted again, casting the eighth layer of his body, so that he could already sense the existence of the spiritual energy, and he had more clearly touched the spirit condensing realm.

...

Starting from the first layer of the Casting Body Realm, the longer the quenching cycle becomes, and the more energy is required. Duan Jing's move was indeed speculative, and even a little reckless, but the entire process of his promotion was a friction with death, and several of them, due to the excessive consumption of Gang Qi, he protected and damaged the meridians when he was in crisis.

But no matter how Duan Jing recovered from his injury, he still cultivated as usual the next day, like a mad demon.

Duan Jing was naturally not a celestial, in order not to let the damage to his body continue, he was afraid of affecting the progress of his cultivation.

These days, almost all of his smugglings have been exchanged and sold in the steward's hall, and all of them have been exchanged for healing medicine for healing and recovery.

Now, apart from the spirit bow exchanged from the old man of the blue shark, he only has healing pills left.

And the previous five bottles of income, now only half a bottle of burning bone liquid remains, as for the pure Gang Pill, it has long been consumed.

Even if he has made great progress now, he is physically and mentally exhausted and forgets to speak, and now he just wants to find a place and sleep.

The so-called cultivation pays attention to one piece and one relaxation, and pays attention to leaving a line for others, Duan Jing is now the time to meditate and cultivate, and being young is his greatest capital.

...

A round of bright moon is shy, misty clouds are like a veil, covering most of it, scattered stars accompanied by the mountain wind, disappearing from time to time, the moonlight pours down from the nine heavens, reflecting Duan Jing's beautiful face.

Since the end of the devil's purgatory-like cultivation nine days ago, no matter how strong Duan Jing's will is, for a fourteen-year-old child, he has reached his limit.

Although he was still a long way from the ninth layer of the casting body, Duan Jing was already extremely happy to get this result after hard work and adventure, and as his cultivation level progressed, he could already vaguely feel the aura that filled the heavens and the earth.

"Now I'm almost touching the Spirit Realm. ”

"You must be somewhere I don't know. ”

"I'm better than I used to be, come back soon. ”

Duan Jingping was lying on the undeveloped rocks of the main peak, his limbs were sometimes sore, numb and sometimes pulling, it could be seen that his body was much stronger than before, even if he felt the pain, he gritted his teeth and endured it, looking at the sky thoughtfully, I don't know whose face he remembered, and muttered softly.

At this time, it can only accommodate the breath of the next scene, and the distant sound of the moon.