Mu Bei looked at Mu Wu: "Is something wrong?"
"Is there something wrong?" Mu Wu laughed angrily, his eyes full of resentment: "You caused me to be expelled, and you dare to ask me what's the matter?!"
"What does it have to do with me?"
Mu Bei found it funny.
"If it weren't for your medicine recipe, how could these things have happened?! How could I have been expelled from the house by Master?!"
Mu Wu roared.
Mu Bei glanced at the other party, was too lazy to pay any attention to him, turned around and left.
"Want to leave?! I'll kill you!"
Mu Wu sprinted forward and punched Mu Bei on the head.
The fist wind roared, and the body of the peak-level meat-refining level was very powerful.
"Brother, be careful!"
Mu Yiyi shouted subconsciously.
Mu Bei easily avoided the punch and kicked the opponent in the chest.
With a bang, Mu Wu flew more than two feet away. He groaned in pain after landing on the ground, and blood flowed from his mouth.
"Wu'er!"
Mu Yuanshan was shocked and stepped forward quickly.
Others looked shocked.
"Isn't he useless? How could he injure Mu Wu, who is at the peak of meat refining, to such an extent with just one blow?"
Someone said in shock.
Even the elders of the Mufu who were in the Blood Containing Realm changed their expressions at this time.
"brute!"
Accompanied by an angry shout, Mu Yuanshan ferociously pushed toward Mu Bei, and the tyrannical aura of the Blood Containing Realm suddenly overflowed.
Mu Bei looked at the other party, his expression unchanged at all.
"Stop!" At this time, the old lady spoke out, looked at Mu Yuanshan and frowned: "Aren't you father and son ashamed enough today?"
"Old lady, Wu'er was... because of him..."
"Shut up!" The old lady knocked the phoenix crutch in her hand on the ground and lectured: "I'm not good at studying. I made random comments and questioned Master Liang's words, which caused this situation. What does it have to do with other people? Today is my ninetieth birthday. This matter At this point, if there is another trouble, we will deal with it according to the family law!"
Mu Yuanshan's face was ashen and he did not dare to speak any more.
The old lady had made great contributions to the family when she was young and had great prestige in the clan. Although he was the clan leader, he did not dare to offend.
"Old lady, Wu'er was expelled from the door by Master Liang. This is not only Wu'er's own loss, but also the loss of my pastorate!"
The great elder, Mu Qingxuan, stepped forward and said: "If Wu'er can practice with Master Liang, he will definitely achieve great success in the future, and our Mufu will also be prosperous because of this! But now, all of this has been ruined because of him, Mu Bei. We can never simply let him go in this matter!"
"It's all in vain, you are so ignorant." The old lady sighed, looked at Mu Qingxuan and said, "After today, you go to the back mountain and face the wall for three days."
Mu Qingxuan didn't know why: "Old lady, this, I..."
"Five days!"
The old lady said.
Mu Qingxuan stopped talking. If he spoke again, he would be punished even more severely.
"Elm head!" Mu Yiyi walked up to Mu Bei and curled her lips and said, "Brother is a person respected by even second-grade alchemists. He is obviously very accomplished in alchemy. There is already such a strong alchemist in the clan, but To punish an abandoned disciple because of his losses, this is a typical example of abandoning gold and picking up cow dung, so stupid!"
Her voice was so low that only Mu Bei could hear her.
Mu Bei smiled, said nothing to her, and walked towards his small courtyard.
After returning to the small courtyard to rest for a while, Mu Bei made a medicinal bath behind closed doors, and then soaked himself in the medicinal bath.
The medicinal bath prescription obtained from the "Xuanshi Pharmacopoeia" is very good. Soaking the body in it is most suitable for tempering the skin, flesh, muscles and bones.
The peerless sword started to move, and with each breath, the blood in the body surged, like thunder exploding, fierce and domineering.
The bones all over his body were rattling, and there were waves of severe pain.
The first stage of martial arts, the meat-refining realm, is to temper skin and flesh. The second stage that follows, the bone forging realm, is to polish the bones of one's body.
A sword peerlessly absorbs the power of the medicine in the medicinal bath and pulls the blood and energy of the body, like a heavy hammer constantly hitting the bones of the whole body.
Along with this, the pain also intensified.
Mu Bei looked resolute as he sat cross-legged in the bathtub. Heat was steaming up, mixed with the severe pain of cultivation, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
Along with the practice, turbid substances overflowed from the pores and floated on the surface of the bathtub, emitting a faint odor.
Time passed, and soon, night fell.
It was only then that Mu Beifang stopped practicing and stood up from the bucket.
Simply stretch your limbs, and every inch of the body's bones will tremble, making bursts of crackling sounds, like the sound of thunder.
You can clearly feel that your strength has become stronger.
After washing his body and putting on clothes, he took a short rest and came to the yard.
"The martial arts have been practiced for a long time, now it's time to practice martial arts."
"Compared with martial arts, martial arts have a stricter adaptability to cultivation. With my current cultivation, some of the arcane techniques I gained from the Yi Sword cannot be practiced for the time being. Forcibly cultivating them will only hurt my body."
After pondering for a moment, he selected a set of martial arts skills that were most suitable for his current practice.
"Sword seventy-two!"
The seventy-two swords are divided into nine levels. The sword moves are exquisitely linked, one move after another, and the attack speed is extremely fast. It can produce dense sword shadows, making it difficult to catch the trajectory of the sword moves and making it extremely difficult to defend.
He took out a long sword from the house. Although the sword was rusty, it was still usable. It would be fine for him to practice Sword 72 temporarily.
Holding the sword in the right hand, simply adjust your breathing and then swing it out. Basic moves such as chopping, stabbing, picking, intercepting, sweeping, and pressing are interlaced in a series.
He repeated the cycle of sword postures and did not stop until he was sweating profusely.
Before you know it, the sky has turned white, the stars have disappeared, and the morning light has appeared.
"Good endurance!"
Sword Seventy-Two is not simple. If it were an ordinary warrior in the early stage of bone forging, he might not be able to hold it for half an hour, but he practiced for a full night before breaking out in a sweat and feeling a little tired.
This is the result of practicing "One Sword of the World" combined with medicinal bathing, and its strength far exceeds that of other warriors in the same realm.
Among them, the "One Sword Peerless" technique is the most outstanding!
This method is really amazing. Practicing it is like thunder quenching the body. Although the whole body is in severe pain when practicing, the effect is unparalleled in the world!
After stretching his waist and eating something, he rested for a while and soaked himself in the medicinal bath again.
After two hours of medicinal bath, he came to the yard and continued to practice Sword Seventy-Two.
Soon, the sky darkened.
"That's almost it."
Mu Bei whispered.
He walked to the old peach tree in the courtyard and punched the tree's trunk.
The peach tree shook violently, and pieces of leaves fell down, densely packed, with very small gaps between leaves.
He took a step forward and swung the rusty sword in his hand. The sword movement was as fast as lightning, causing eight sword shadows to appear, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk!
A series of soft sounds came out as he waved his sword.
After a while, all the leaves fell to the ground, and there was not a single intact leaf on the ground. All the peach leaves were split in two from the middle.
Mu Bei nodded secretly. Now, Sword Seventy-Two has reached the first major perfection.
In the following days, he soaked in medicinal baths during the day to practice the peerless sword, and practiced the seventy-two swords at night, and his overall strength continued to improve.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
On this day, with a crisp sound, the rusty sword in Mu Bei's hand broke and became two pieces.
"Sword Seventy-Two has reached the second great perfection, and this sword can no longer bear it." He thought: "It's time to find a sword that's handy."
