No hope for eternal life

Mu Changsheng rushed back home. His mother, Chen Wanru, happened to be at home, so she asked with concern: "What did Mr. Yang teach today?"

Mu Changsheng picked up the water scoop in the courtyard and dipped it into the water tank to get water. He took a big sip first, and then said casually: "What else can I teach you? It's always the same great principles."

Chen Wanru saw Mu Changsheng's contemptuous tone and said quickly: "Mr. Yang taught us good things, we must not be disrespectful."

Mu Changsheng heard this and said with a smile: "Mom, even if Mr. Yang's cultivation is really amazing and his spiritual awareness can cover our entire town, he can't be idle enough to monitor us all the time, so you don't need to say good things about Mr. Yang behind his back every day, he can't hear it."

"You." Chen Wanru was also a little amused by Mu Changsheng's words. She also knew that it was not realistic to want to get Yang Wuque's favor, but there was still hope after all.

"Okay, I have to hurry up and go to the cave to practice first." Mu Changsheng said goodbye. He always felt a sense of urgency about practicing, and always felt that he was far behind.

"Your father is in the field. He bought some pills for you. Don't forget to take them." Chen Wanru instructed behind Mu Changsheng.

"Got it." Mu Changsheng agreed and walked out of the house.

Mu Changsheng walked quickly, and when he passed by his neighbor Mu Xun's house, he greeted Mu Xun's adoptive father warmly: "Hello, Uncle Mu."

Although Mu Changsheng and Mu Xun did not have a good relationship, he had always had a good relationship with Mu Xun's adoptive father. Mu Xun's adoptive father was named Mu Qunxian, who was also a well-known figure in the town. He was known as the town's number one swordsmith. It was said that the spiritual swords he forged were already selling well in the county town.

What impressed Mu Changsheng the most about Mu Qunxian was the sound of Mu Qunxian forging swords. According to Mu Changsheng's father, Mu Yanggu, Mu Qunxian had been forging swords from sunrise to sunset for decades after he moved to the town forty years ago and lived next door to his family. He never slacked off for a single day.

It is no exaggeration to say that Mu Changsheng grew up listening to the sound of Mu Qunxian forging swords. This is also the reason why Mu Changsheng has always respected Mu Qunxian. Apart from anything else, his persistence over the past few decades is enough to make people admire him.

At this time, Mu Qunxian was busy forging iron and swords. When he heard Mu Changsheng's call, he looked up, wiped his sweat, and said with a smile: "Changsheng, you are practicing again, right? You are really diligent."

"God rewards hard work." Mu Changsheng smiled and said, "I wish Mu Bo can forge the sword soon."

"Okay, thank you for your good words." Mu Qunxian responded with a smile, and swung the sledgehammer in his hand easily, hitting the sword blank, splashing countless sparks.

Not long after Mu Changsheng left, Mu Xun also returned home.

Mu Xun, who had always been reluctant to pay attention to Mu Qunxian, stopped beside him and said awkwardly, "I don't have enough spirit stones."

Ever since his cultivation broke through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, Mu Xun felt that the speed at which spirit stones were consumed had greatly increased. If he lacked spirit stones, his cultivation speed would be greatly affected, so he wanted to ask Mu Qun for spirit stones first.

"It's still the same old rule. If you help me swing the hammer 100 times, I'll give you a low-grade spirit stone." Mu Qunxian said lightly, pointing to a sledgehammer next to him.

Mu Xun did not pick up the hammer, but frowned and said: "Now is the time for me to practice hard. It would be a waste of time to waste time on swinging the hammer."

Mu Qunxian continued to swing his hammer to forge the sword. His voice was mixed in with the noisy hammering sound: "You can practice at any time. Your training speed will not be faster just because you are young. This is my rule. If you are not willing to swing the hammer, don't even think about getting spirit stones from me."

Mu Xun said impatiently: "Even if I borrowed the spiritual stones, I will return them to you in the future."

Mu Qunxian continued to swing his hammer and said, "I don't need you to borrow it, nor do I need you to pay it back. If you want the spirit stones, you have to follow my rules."

"You've sold so many swords, you don't lack spirit stones at all, do you still need this little bit from me?" Mu Xun began to speak angrily.

Mu Qunxian stopped swinging his hammer after hearing that, turned around and asked, "Oh? So you also know that those are the spirit stones I got from selling the sword? In that case, what does my spirit stone have to do with you? Or do I, as a father, naturally owe you, as a son, the spirit stones?"

"You." Mu Xun was speechless and didn't know how to refute. Finally, he turned around and left in anger, not wanting the spirit stone anymore.

Mu Qunxian's expression did not change at all because of Mu Xun's departure. He turned around and continued to work on sword-forging.

On the other side, Mu Changsheng walked out of the town. Outside the town there were thousands of acres of fertile fields planted with various spiritual grains. The functions of spiritual grains and spiritual stones were similar, both of which could help cultivators speed up their cultivation.

Although the spiritual power content of dozens of spiritual valleys combined is not as much as that of a low-grade spiritual stone, the advantage of spiritual valleys is that they can be planted and harvested every year and have an endless supply.

Mu Changsheng's father, Mu Yanggu, was busy in his own spiritual field at this time. In a location close to the mountain, his family had ten acres of spiritual fields, and the spiritual grain produced by these ten acres of spiritual fields every year was the most important source of income for their family.

"Dad." Mu Changsheng shouted from afar.

Mu Yanggu, who was bending over to work in the spiritual field, heard the shouting and stood up. When he saw that it was Mu Changsheng, a smile broke out on his bronze face and he waved for Mu Changsheng to come over.

When Mu Changsheng came closer, Mu Yanggu took out a cloth bag, handed it to Mu Changsheng and said, "You must have used up all your spiritual grains. Use these first."

Mu Changsheng took the bag and saw that it was full of spiritual grains. He nodded and said without being pretentious: "Indeed, there is no spiritual grain left."

The reason why Mu Changsheng's cultivation lags behind his peers has a lot to do with the fact that he uses spiritual grains for cultivation. Others use spirit stones for cultivation, but he uses spiritual grains, so naturally the speed of cultivation is widened.

However, Mu Changsheng knew that his family was not well off, and it was already very good that his parents could provide him with spiritual valleys for cultivation.

Mu Changsheng had seen people who were even more miserable than himself. Their parents were very selfish and would not give their children even a single spiritual grain, so their children could only practice by absorbing the thin spiritual power of heaven and earth. The speed of their practice was truly extremely slow.

"Boy, haven't you always wanted to go out for a walk? Practice hard and build your foundation as soon as possible. After you have built your foundation, I will let you go to the county town." Mu Yanggu encouraged.

"You want me to build my foundation as soon as possible, but you force me to go to school every day to waste time." Mu Changsheng said half-jokingly.

"You little brat, don't be disrespectful to Mr. Yang." Mu Yanggu patted Mu Changsheng on the head and warned him, "What Mr. Yang taught is good stuff, and it's worth spending time to learn. If you don't understand some principles now, just remember them, and you may need them in the future."

"Okay, okay, I got it. I will definitely write down everything the teacher taught me." Mu Changsheng said repeatedly, and then changed the subject: "Where is the elixir my mother mentioned?"

Mu Yanggu took out a small jade bottle from his bosom, handed it to Mu Changsheng, and said with a smile: "You have been stuck in the late stage of Qi Refining for a long time. With the help of this pill, you should be able to break through to the peak of Qi Refining."