Ten days later,
The setting sun slanted to the west, the dusk was like blood.
On the official road, there were few people, and sparse weeds could be seen taking root in the road, looking particularly desolate.
Phew!
A quaint four-wheeled carriage sped past on the official road, sliding over the weeds on the road.
The gust of wind stirred up caused the weeds to shake ceaselessly, and wisps of white smoke also drifted out from the carriage frame, dissipating into thin air with the violent wind.
"Thirteen, we've been running all day, it's time to find a place to rest."
Sitting in the carriage bed, the cat, holding a smoking pot in its left paw, a cigarette butt in its mouth, also sprayed out white smoke from its mouth and nose.
"Woof woof!"
After hearing Du ke's words, Thirteen, who was pulling the carriage, immediately responded with a bark, and also gradually slowed down.
Thirteen, with erect ears, his pair of blue eyes looked around, looking for a place where they could rest at night.
Du ke left all these matters entirely to Thirteen to handle, while he held the cigarette butt in the smoking pot with his own mouth, and leisurely looked through a martial arts secret book.
Now it has been ten days since Du ke and Thirteen left Mao City.
It was also uneventful during these ten days.
They rushed during the day and stayed in the wilderness at night.
If they came across a town, they would go into the town to find some supplies.
Of course, Du ke looking for supplies was to take other people's things when it was dark and quiet, and then leave some money and silver as compensation.
In these ten days of traveling during the day and resting at night, they had already left Lingzhou and came to Cangzhou, which bordered Lingzhou.
Du ke reckoned that the two of them had run nearly a thousand miles.
With the saddle supporting him and the practice method given to him by Old Li, as well as Du ke's generous supply of elixirs, a thousand miles was trivial.
In just ten short days, Thirteen had also grown considerably.
Now Thirteen was two feet and three inches at the shoulder and more than three feet long.
And his mother, who was the little bitch that once scammed Du ke, was over two meters tall at the shoulder.
So now Thirteen still has a lot of room to grow.
And with the practice method and Du ke's elixir supply, he would usher in a period of rapid growth.
In addition to physical growth and development, Thirteen's leg strength was also better than before.
Now running two or three hundred miles a day was no problem at all.
The ginger yellow that Old Li had originally dyed Thirteen's fur had now slowly faded, returning to its original color.
Just as Du ke finished reading a page of the book and hadn't turned the page yet, Thirteen turned directly from the official road into the woods.
Du ke's ears twitched, and he also put away the book roll, threw it into the Black Cauldron space, and refined it into elixir.
Along the way, in addition to inhaling the Five Elements Spirit Essence every day for cultivation, he kept reading the books he had taken out of the Five Connections Observatory's treasure house.
He was now reading them once, and then deciding whether to refine them into elixir or absorb the aura based on the content of the books.
Just as Du ke had just practiced his book elixir, Thirteen also stopped.
The dog had just stood still when Du ke also lifted the canopy and jumped down from the carriage, shaking his head and flexing his joints. The pheasant feathers on his pheasant feather crown also swayed ceaselessly.
"We're in Cangzhou now. After another ten days or half a month, we'll be back in Qingzhou."
Du ke had just finished speaking when Thirteen also broke free from the carriage's harness and came to Du ke, shaking his head.
"I know, I know, don't worry!"
Du ke stood up, wanting to pat the dog's head, but now the dog was much taller than him when he stood up, which made it impossible for him to easily touch the dog's head.
Seeing Du ke's actions, Thirteen immediately lowered his body to allow Du ke to pat his head.
"Good dog!"
Du ke rubbed Thirteen's head and took out the dog's food bowl from the Black Cauldron space: a one-foot square wooden box.
He poured in Blood Food Pill, Blood Qi Pill, Moon Hua Pill, and also placed a Clear Water Pill for the dog to replenish itself.
As soon as the dog saw the meal, he immediately started eating with his head down.
After eating a few pills, biting the Clear Water Pill to suck for a while, then continuing to bury his head to eat.
While letting the dog eat, Du ke also started to get busy, first throwing the carriage into the Black Cauldron space, then taking out the tent he had "bought" halfway from the Black Cauldron space.
By the time Du ke had set up the tent and spread out the quilts and pillows, he sat at the tent entrance, took out his smoking pot, and took out a soybean-sized smoke bomb and put it in the smoking pot.
These Five Elements Spirit Essences were thrown into the Black Cauldron by him and refined twice the second day after he got them.
Now the smoke bombs had grown from thumb-sized to soybean-sized, with even better effects than before, and the tempering effect on Du ke's five organs was also better.
In these ten days, Du ke's cultivation speed was comparable to riding a rocket.
Every day, he only needed to inhale a few Five Elements Spirit Essences to nourish the five viscera, which also led to the growth of his internal strength.
It was also during these ten days that Du ke figured out the changes in his body when he was in the Elixir Hall of the Five Connections Observatory.
After his body was burned once by the Black Cauldron, it was equivalent to being tempered once.
To put it simply, when the Black Cauldron was upgraded, it also refined him as medicine.
Now Du ke's physique was many times stronger than before, his blood qi was also tempered to become more pure and fiery, so was his inner strength and strength.
The previous ten percent strength was only three percent of his current strength.
When he left at first, Thousand Year’s blow only caused his blood qi to fluctuate, and did not cause substantial damage.
Du ke had also measured his own weight. His weight was more than three times that when he first refined Quicksilver and Marrow.
That is to say, Du ke now weighed over three hundred jin, and as he continued to cultivate, it would continue to increase.
Fleshly sanctification that Du ke had read about in his previous life’s novels was no longer unfounded for him.
While Du ke was slowly inhaling the Five Elements Spirit Essence, he also watched Thirteen eat with great relish over there.
After watching for a while, Du ke also took out a Blood Food Pill from the Black Cauldron space as a snack and stuffed it into his belly.
Not long after Thirteen came into the tent with his food bowl in his mouth, Du ke also stuffed his food bowl into the Black Cauldron space.
"Alright, rest early, we still have to rush again when it’s light tomorrow!"
After patting the dog lying next to him, Du ke also relied on Thirteen, exposing his white belly, holding the smoking pot in his left paw, and slowly inhaling the Five Elements Spirit Essence.
The bean-sized embers flickered in the night, while the golden eyes of Du ke flashed with faint light, and Thirteen's breathing also gradually became rhythmic.
He had obviously fallen fast asleep.
It was only to be expected that he would fall asleep quickly after rushing for so long during the day.
And I don't know what the practice method Old Li gave to Thirteen was based on.
Anyway, according to Thirteen, this practice method runs automatically in his body, as a scorching hot air flow.
Once he starts rushing, the practice method will accelerate its operation, as if practicing.
It could be said to make others envious.
However, no matter how simple the practice method was, the dog was no less consuming than Du ke in terms of cultivation resources.
Half of the monthly Hua Pills refined every day had to go into his stomach, not to mention that Du ke would also give him half of the Sun Essence Pill, refined from the Morning Sun’s Qi, every day.
And dozens of Blood Food Pills were consumed every day.
But for Du ke, elixir was like pebbles on the side of the road, available anytime he wanted.
After the embers in the smoking pot gradually went out, Du ke also crawled out of the tent and put the smoking pot away in the Black Cauldron space.
The smoke bombs made from these Five Elements Spirit Essences didn't even produce ash.
So Du ke didn't need to clean up the ash, just put away the smoking pot.
After the smoking pot entered the Black Cauldron space, Du ke also climbed up the tallest tree nearby.
Arriving at the top of the tree, Duke gazed at the bright moon in the sky, silently gathering moonlight to refine pills.
Du ke had just refined more than ten pills when his ears suddenly twitched.
"Strange, why is there a suona sound in the middle of the night?"
Du ke allowed his body to bathe in the moonlight as the black tripod collected the moonlight to condense into pills. He also looked in the direction where he heard the sound.
Although the sound was somewhat vague, Du ke had extremely strong senses, not even the slightest breeze could escape his perception.
Moreover, he was currently at a high vantage point, with everything in this campground forest within his sight.
In the direction he was looking, the suona sound was coming from there.
At this moment, Du ke also glanced back at the tents.
Shi san also crawled out of the tent, his pair of blue eyes shining brightly in the night.
The cat landing from the tree, as soon as he touched the ground, walked towards Shi san.
"What's up, did you hear it too?"
Du ke had just asked when Shi san yowled unpleasantly.
Of course I heard it, otherwise I wouldn't have been woken up.
"Although we're traveling outside, it's best not to meddle in other people's business!"
Du ke looked in the direction where the suona sound came from, squinting his eyes.
"But hearing a suona sound suddenly in this wilderness forest is just too strange." Having said that, Du ke also patted the head of the dog next to him, "Especially since it disturbed your rest."
"So let's go over and see what is going on!"
"Woof woof!"
Shi san immediately lay on the ground. Du ke took down the tent with a flip of his hand and put the saddle on Shi san's back. In a flash, the two disappeared.
........
In the wilderness forest, the stars were sparse and the crescent moon was like a hook.
The just sprouted weeds were trampled messily by paw prints, and a wedding procession blowing torches, beating gongs and drums also walked along the forest path.
A red bridal sedan shook up and down following the sound of suona, slowly moving forward, but it was carried by rows of huge upright rats.
The entire procession consisted of rats, rats carrying the sedan, rats playing music, rats carrying the dowry, merrily going deeper into the forest.
Inside the sedan, a faint shadow could be seen secretly shedding tears, while two invisible shadows also arrived at the roadside.
"Hey!"
When Du ke saw these big rats walking past him, he instinctively raised his eyebrows.
He also took out his tobacco pipe and stuffed it with a smoke bomb made of five element spiritual essence.
"It's a big world, you really can see all kinds of incredible things. Today I actually ran into a wedding procession of rats!"
Du ke bit down on the mouthpiece, gazing at the figure in the sedan, squinting his eyes.
"It's quite interesting!"

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