No hope for eternal life

Although Mu Changsheng and Mu Xun are only in the early and middle stages of foundation building now, next year's martial arts test is their best chance. Otherwise, waiting another three years would be too long for them.

Yang Wuque nodded as expected, and then said: "There are less than three months left before the martial arts test. Changsheng, your cultivation is relatively low, and it is not realistic to break through to the peak of foundation building in a short period of time. You can focus on cultivating your physical body and talismans. If you can make both of them reach the peak level of foundation building, it will also help you get a good ranking."

"As for you, Mu Xun, swordsmanship is more important than cultivation. Plus, you are already in the middle stage of foundation building. You can break through to the late stage of foundation building first, and then try to break through to the peak of foundation building."

"Thank you for the reminder, sir." Mu Changsheng and Mu Xun thanked together, knowing that Yang Wuque was pointing the way for them.

"No need to thank me." Yang Wuque waved his hand and said, "You two, one of you focuses on the physical body, and the other focuses on the sword. Both of these are ways of fighting. If you just work in isolation, it will be difficult to make progress. I suggest that you two can learn from each other more. In addition, Mu Changsheng's physical body can already fight against a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Mu Xun, you don't have to hold back when you learn from each other. To cultivate the physical body, you need to take more beatings."

"Student obeys your command." Mu Xun agreed immediately. He felt as if he had found a reason to beat Mu Changsheng up openly. After all, this was what Yang Wuque said himself.

"Student obeys your command." Mu Changsheng said weakly, and his head drooped down. Mu Xun's cultivation was higher than his, and he had a premonition that Mu Xun would definitely take the opportunity to bully him.

"Everything is settled, you can go now. If you have any questions in life or cultivation, you can ask me." Yang Wuque turned around, with his back to the two of them, and said calmly: "You two are now foundation-building cultivators. Your lifespan has increased from mortals' 100 years to 200 years. You have entered the door of the cultivation world. I have done what I should do. How far you two can go in the future depends on your luck."

Hearing this, Mu Changsheng took a deep breath, knelt down and bowed to Yang Wuque's back, and said solemnly: "Sir, you are so kind to me. You are like a second parent to me. I beg you to be my disciple. If I cannot become a great man in the future and cannot repay you, I am willing to stay by your side."

Mu Xun was surprised to see this, secretly thinking that Mu Changsheng had beaten him to it, and he quickly knelt down to pay his respects, saying respectfully: "I have followed you to learn the great principles in the book, and I admire your principles and character very much. Today, you have passed on the secret technique to me, which is to spread the truth. I also want to worship you as my teacher."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wuque slowly turned around and stared at Mu Changsheng and Mu Xun who were kneeling on the ground, but then slowly shook his head and said: "My cultivation is half-wasted, and I have long lost the idea of ​​accepting disciples. The two of you should stand up."

Mu Changsheng looked up and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Yang Wuque, saying, "All living things seek freedom. Do you still want to force me to accept you as my apprentices?"

Mu Changsheng was suddenly speechless and could only give up, burying this friendship in his heart for the time being.

However, Mu Changsheng now also knew that Yang Wuque's cultivation was half-wasted, and he also silently took note of this matter. There are many elixirs in the world of cultivation that can turn decay into magic, and if he has that ability in the future, he will definitely find them for Yang Wuque.

Mu Changsheng and Mu Xun stood up helplessly, and Yang Wuque repeated what he had said before: "Go, if you have any confusion in the future, you can always come to me."

"Students take their leave." "Students take their leave." Mu Changsheng and the other man bowed and left in unison.

After leaving the school, Mu Xun immediately approached Mu Changsheng and said with a smile: "Let's find a place to practice?"

Mu Changsheng looked at Mu Xun's half-smile, his mouth twitching slightly, and said unhappily: "Just practice."

Mu Changsheng had just made a breakthrough, so he naturally had a lot of disadvantages facing Mu Xun, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. However, when he thought of Yang Wuque's instructions, Mu Changsheng just treated it as cultivation.

Half an hour later, on the east side of Qingliu Town, by the small river.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Mu Changsheng hurriedly called out to Mu Xun who was about to raise his sword to attack again.

Mu Changsheng looked extremely miserable at this moment, with sword stab and cut wounds all over his body, even his face and head were not spared. Because of the sword wound on his head, his hair was cut unevenly, messy and sparse.

"You can't even bear this little injury." Mu Xun said unsatisfactorily. Although Mu Changsheng looked really miserable, each wound was actually very shallow, with only a little blood flowing out. One reason was that he had been holding back his strength, and the other was that Mu Changsheng's body was indeed strong enough.

"Is this the point?" Mu Changsheng said loudly, pointing at the scars on his face, and said indignantly: "Haven't you ever heard of not hitting someone in the face?"

After that, Mu Changsheng pointed at the broken hair on the ground and said, "You even didn't let go of my hair. Do I have a grudge against you?"

"These are all minor matters." Mu Xun said nonchalantly: "If you have scars on your face, you can buy some scar removal cream. The price is equivalent to the lowest-grade first-grade elixir. If your hair is not good-looking, you can shave your head or buy a first-grade hair growth pill. In a few days, your hair will grow back."

"It's not you who was beaten." Mu Chang said angrily. Although Mu Xun's words made sense, he still felt unhappy.

As the saying goes, an inch shorter means an inch more danger. Mu Changsheng could only rely on his physical body and could hardly even touch Mu Xun, let alone attack him. Mu Xun, on the other hand, held a long sword and could attack or defend. He had a lot of fun fighting with it, and Mu Changsheng also witnessed Mu Xun's strange swordsmanship, which was hard to defend against.

It's not that the physical body is without long-range attack means, but the long-range attack means in the Nine Transformations of the Physical Body Secret Technique can only be used after the third transformation of the physical body. There is no shortage of long-range attack means in the talisman technique, but he doesn't even have a second-grade talisman in his hand now, and the first-grade talisman can't threaten Mu Xun at all.

"When you practice physical cultivation, do you only practice the body and not the head? How shameless?" Mu Xun asked back with a smile.

"You are shameless." Mu Changsheng retorted. He naturally heard the sarcasm in Mu Xun's words, but his words were true. If he only trained the body and not the head and face, wouldn't he be leaving himself a weakness?

"Keep going." Mu Changsheng said resignedly, and at the same time he consoled himself in his heart: "I'll take the beating if I get beaten. Just think of it as cultivation."

"That's right." Mu Xun said excitedly, and raised his sword to kill again. He had heard Yang Wuque say that Mu Changsheng was a master of physical cultivation, and his physical body could fight against the Foundation Establishment Realm. He thought he was very fierce. But, just like this, just like this, he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes. What does it matter how strong his physical body is?

After a while.

"Hiss." Mu Changsheng was beaten again and grimaced. He made a note of this in his heart: "When my physical body reaches the third transformation, I will definitely find you to spar with me as soon as possible, so that you can also experience the taste of being beaten."

……

Mu Changsheng and Mu Xun sparred during the day, and at night they dug a puddle by the river to take a medicinal bath. After three days, when night fell again, Mu Changsheng finally asked to stop for the day.

"When will you come again tomorrow?" Mu Xun asked eagerly. He was obviously still unsatisfied.

"Tomorrow?" Mu Changsheng snorted, "I have something to do these few days, let's talk about it in a few days."

"Well, okay." Mu Xun said with a little disappointment, but before he left, he did not forget to tease Mu Changsheng: "You should go to the Danfang and buy some scar removal cream, hahahaha."

It was no wonder that Mu Xun couldn't help laughing out loud. The main reason was that Mu Changsheng looked so miserable now. Not only was his head and face covered with scars, but even his hair was almost shaved off by Mu Xun's sword.