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The full name of the young man from the Ou Clan was Ou Chengluo. He was fifteen years old this year, and his cultivation base was at the eighth level of the Sword Qi Realm.
With such a cultivation base, he was definitely a cultivation genius that was hard to come by in a hundred years in the Green Edge Sword Sect. In a place like the Demon Shaking City, he could also be considered a rare cultivation genius.
Being able to cultivate didn't mean being able to fight. They were two different concepts.
Often, those who cultivated quickly would die in the hands of those who cultivated slowly because they weren't good at fighting. Or it could be said that they lacked rich experience in life and death battles.
Ou Chengluo had been living in the Ou Clan since he was young. He was protected by the clan. Normally, he would cultivate and practice his forging skills. He didn't have any combat experience at all. After the Ou Clan was exterminated, he was brought away by Old Master Ou to escape from the Desolate Border City. They experienced many dangers, but those dangers were beyond Ou Chengluo's tolerance.
Ou Chengluo deeply felt how weak he was. If he was strong enough, then the Ou Clan wouldn't have been exterminated. His grandfather wouldn't have been severely injured and died from the pursuit. None of the tragedies would have happened.
Strength. Everything was related to strength.
His grandfather's death was a huge blow to Ou Chengluo. However, the years of escaping had forged his tenacious will and temperament. He also deeply understood that only by living well and continuing the Ou Clan's bloodline would he be able to repay his grandfather.
Therefore, after a day, Ou Chengluo broke away from his sorrow. At least on the surface, he seemed to have broken away from his sorrow. However, Chu Mu could see that in his eyes, there was a trace of deep sorrow that was engraved in his heart.
Chu Mu took out some spirit stones and cremated Old Master Ou's body in the Demon Shaking City's funeral hall. Ou Chengluo put the ashes into an urn and wrapped the urn with a piece of cloth.
In a place like the Demon Shaking City, death could be seen everywhere. Some people died without a burial place, and some people couldn't find a place to bury their dead even if they wanted to. Burials were not allowed in the city, and burials outside the city could be destroyed, causing the deceased to not be able to rest in peace.
As a result, the funeral parlors were born, and their business was quite good.
After Ou Chengluo put away the urn, he stood in front of Chu Mu and stared at him. Suddenly, he knelt down and kowtowed to Chu Mu. "Big Brother Chu, thank you … thank you …"
"It's nothing," Chu Mu said indifferently.
"Big Brother Chu, I want to be strong, strong, as strong as you." Ou Chengluo was still kneeling, but he straightened his back. His eyes were bloodshot, carrying traces of hatred and killing intent. He was like a desperate wolf, choosing to devour its prey. That kind of ruthlessness that came from the depths of his heart made people shudder. "Big brother Chu, take me as your disciple. I want to become even stronger."
Ou Chengluo didn't wait for Chu Mu's reply and directly kowtowed three times. The skin on his forehead split open and was covered with blood.
"I can give you pointers on cultivation and swordsmanship, but I won't take you as my disciple." Chu Mu was surprised by the hatred in Ou Chengluo's eyes, but he said calmly, "You only have hatred in your heart now. This will be very helpful for your cultivation in the early stages, but if you keep using hatred in your heart to cultivate, you will lose yourself in the future."
Ou Chengluo seemed to be listening to Chu Mu's words seriously, but his expression didn't change. He still couldn't understand the meaning of Chu Mu's words.
"In short, I won't take you as my disciple, but I can give you pointers on your cultivation, and I can also arrange a place for you to go." Chu Mu continued, "I promised your grandfather that I would arrange a stable second half for you so that you could settle down and live your life. Now it seems that you have made your own choice. I won't forcefully interfere with your decision. As long as you remember one thing, no matter what decision you make, the final outcome should be borne by you, because that is your choice, your path. "
For the first time, Chu Mu said so much because he took that piece of paper and agreed to Old Master Ou's conditions. Otherwise, he couldn't be bothered to care about what Ou Chengluo would become.
As for taking him as a disciple, Chu Mu didn't have any thoughts about it at all.
Thinking about it, his current strength might be very strong, but that was only targeted. He was still not strong enough to face a Sword Grand Master, so his path was still very long, and he hadn't developed to a limit yet.
He himself needed to make more progress, so how could he take him as a disciple?
As for giving pointers on cultivation and swordsmanship, it wasn't a big deal. It wasn't the first time Chu Mu had done such things.
Chu Mu's promise to give him pointers made Ou Chengluo very excited, and he quickly immersed himself in cultivation. He seemed to want to use endless cultivation to numb the pain in his heart, and use the endless hatred to stimulate the desire to cultivate. That kind of drive made Chu Mu very shocked, and persuasion had no effect.
The effect was very obvious. Three days later, Ou Chengluo's sword qi cultivation broke through to the ninth stage of sword qi, and his swordsmanship also improved a lot under Chu Mu's guidance. Similarly, Chu Mu's Heavenly Desolate Sword Physique was also completed.
Ten Ancient Heavenly Desolate Pills were consumed, and there were only five left.
In the guest room, Chu Mu's moon-white robe was shattered due to the tyrannical strength of his muscles. Chu Mu stood naked in the guest room, and every inch of his skin had turned yellowish-brown, covered with black cracks that spread all over his body.
No, if one looked carefully, they would discover that the yellowish-brown color was the color of the muscles under the skin, and those black cracks were also the cracks of the muscles under the skin. However, they appeared through the skin, as if they were directly born on the skin.
A strange aura was emitted from the muscles under Chu Mu's skin, and it pervaded the surroundings, causing the air to be filled with a strange smell.
This kind of aura was indescribable, and it was very strange.
Fortunately, there was only Chu Mu in the guest room at this time. Ou Chengluo was in another guest room, and he was also cultivating at this time.
After a full ten breaths, the black cracks on the skin disappeared in the blink of an eye. The yellowish-brown luster also quickly receded, and the skin once again returned to its original color.
From the looks of it, Chu Mu's body didn't change much compared to before. Only some slight changes made his body look more charming, and it was filled with an incomparably powerful explosive force. Once that explosive force was released, it would be like a hundred-year-old volcano, incomparably terrifying.
Chu Mu raised both of his hands, opened his palms in front of his eyes, and carefully examined them. There was some joy in his eyes. He could clearly feel the strength of his body, and the incomparably terrifying power flowing in his body was at least ten times stronger than before.
Ten times the strength!
He clenched his fist, and in an instant, a sharp sound of air exploding rang out, as if a huge firecracker had suddenly exploded. A strong air current rushed out from the left and right sides of his fist, making a whistling sound.
He punched out, using sixty percent of his strength. The terrifying sound of air exploding suddenly rang out, and it was so sharp that it almost pierced the eardrums. One could only vaguely see a vague shadow of a fist and a transparent cone that seemed to have pierced through the air, piercing forward.
Punching and kicking, Chu Mu turned into a phantom, and moved around the spacious guest room. His speed was unbelievably fast, and wherever he passed, a burst of strong air currents formed into a whistling wind, blowing the curtains in the guest room, and the fragments of the white robe on the ground also danced with the wind, like graceful butterflies.
Chu Mu seemed to have turned into a small tornado, and with a terrifying destructive force, it swept through the entire guest room.
After a full quarter of an hour, Chu Mu finally stopped. He was not out of breath, his heartbeat was not accelerating, and there was not a single drop of sweat on his body. On the contrary, the muscles all over his body were slightly jumping because of the movement just now, as if they had a unique life force, which was very astonishing.
"The Sky Wasteland Sword Body is indeed a tyrannical sword body comparable to the top Xiantian sword body. The viscera chapter, blood chapter, bones chapter, meridians chapter, and muscle chapter, and the blood chapter have not been completely completed, but now my body has become very strong, from the inside out." Chu Mu secretly said.
The seven chapters of the Sky Wasteland Sword Body, each chapter was a kind of strengthening of the body.
From the internal organs to the outermost hair, Chu Mu had strengthened the muscles. It could be said that Chu Mu had already cultivated the Sky Wasteland Sword Body to the level of Dacheng. Next, as long as he finished cultivating the skin and hair, the Sky Wasteland Sword Body would be cultivated to perfection.
Chu Mu did not know if there would be any other changes after cultivating the sixth and seventh chapters, besides being able to cultivate the Sky Wasteland Sword Qi, but at least until now, he had finished cultivating the muscle chapter, and his body had become ten times stronger than before.
Ten times, maybe the concept was not clear, but for Chu Mu's overall strength, it was a very obvious increase. It could at least increase his strength by two times.
Chu Mu was one hundred percent sure that he could win. Currently, he did not need to use any of his sword aura, mental state, or sword force. He only needed to rely on his body and his sword techniques to fight against a normal Initial Qi Hai Stage Sword Artist. This was not arrogance, but a confidence that came from his own strength.
Taking out a low grade Spirit Stone, Chu Mu stretched out a finger and caught the low grade Spirit Stone. In an instant, his finger vibrated at a high frequency, and pressed on the low grade Spirit Stone.
A strange sound was heard, and the low grade Spirit Stone, which was as hard as a low grade sword, was shattered into pieces in the blink of an eye. It turned into dust and splashed everywhere, bringing with it a strand of pure Spirit Qi. The skin on Chu Mu's finger also exploded, but there was not a single drop of blood.
The flesh under the skin had a yellowish brown luster. It flashed by like an illusion, and the skin was recovering at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
With the completion of the muscle chapter, his body had become ten times stronger. The Stone Trembling power that had just reached the level of Dacheng's had increased again. It was approaching the level of Dacheng's peak, and its power had become even more terrifying.
One finger was able to shatter a low grade spirit stone. In other words, Chu Mu's finger could shatter a low grade armor. Just thinking about such a power was enough to make one's blood run cold and their hair stand on end.
After trying it out, Chu Mu knew how strong his body was. He stopped testing and took out a new set of clothes to wear. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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