The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 156 The Eternal Sun (Subscription Request)
The man was dressed in black, with two weapons on his back, half-crouching on top of a pole, one hand on his knee and the other hand hanging in front of him.

He looked down at them, his eyes sharp as a knife and filled with scarlet murderous intent.

"Playing tricks, give it to me"

Just as You Tai was about to say a few harsh words, he saw the figure on the top of the pole leap up and jump down towards him and the others.

"careful!"

Mu Sheng jumped high, rolled his body into a small ball and fell down quickly, hitting You Tai accurately.

Upon seeing this, You Tai and his two six-bag disciples simultaneously raised their dog-beating sticks and poked at Mu Sheng. The three of them cooperated very well and poked in three different directions, blocking Mu Sheng's escape space.

Mu Sheng rushed towards You Tai without dodging and bumped into the tip of the stick that You Tai was poking at him.

You Tai was delighted at first, because although his poke seemed simple, he had actually used all his strength. He had given it his all from the beginning and had eliminated many enemies with this dirty trick.

The next moment his face changed drastically. The feeling of poking the man with his stick was like poking a flying rock, and the stick began to explode from the top.

You Tai had no time to react. He watched helplessly as Mu Sheng smashed his dog-beating stick and then slammed into his chest.

However, under such a huge impact force, You Tai's body was not knocked away, as if all the force was absorbed by his body.

Click!

Pfft!

The sounds of bones breaking and internal organs being pierced by broken bones rang out at the same time. A large amount of blood, flesh and broken bones suddenly spurted out from You Tai's back, and his internal organs, sternum and spine were all ejected.

His entire body seemed to be hollowed out, and it was obvious that his body could not withstand the force.

At this time, the attacks of the two six-bag disciples also fell on Mu Sheng's waist and back.

clank!

Two crisp sounds were heard, as if the two men had hit human flesh and blood instead of metal and stone.

"not good!"

"The idea is prickly!"

You Tai's miserable condition and the touch from the dog-beating stick made the two six-bag disciples want to retreat. Their internal energy stagnated and then began to circulate wildly again, and they wanted to pull out the stick and retreat.

But it's too late!
Mu Sheng just stretched out his arms and easily grabbed the two wooden sticks, then twisted and pushed them.

The dog-beating sticks in the hands of the two six-bag disciples were spinning rapidly like drills, breaking free from the two men's restraints and drilling straight into their bodies.

After drilling a hole the size of a bowl in the chest and abdomen of the two men, it flew out again.

Under the influence of inertia, the bodies of the two men fell backwards, and You Tai's body began to collapse after losing the support of the spine.

The three bodies fell to the ground almost at the same time with a bang.

Bang!
As the three men fell to the ground, Mu Sheng stomped his right foot on the ground, creating a small hole in the yard.

He rushed into the Beggars' Sect disciples like a giant elephant that had broken free from its reins. Wherever he passed, the Beggars' Sect disciples flew around like rags, and fell to the ground, with blood gushing from their mouths and noses, and their internal organs shattered into pieces.

Pang Long looked at Mu Sheng standing in the pile of blood and corpses and couldn't help swallowing.

"Gudong!"

In the silent courtyard shrouded in the darkness of night, the swallowing sound seemed particularly loud.

Pang Long was startled by the noise he made. When he saw the bloody-handed butcher-like murderer looking at him, he was so frightened that his legs trembled and he was about to collapse to the ground.

Boom!

Two sounds of falling were heard from behind. Pang Long turned his head slightly and saw that his two younger brothers had collapsed to the ground in fear.

In this brief moment of distraction, when he regained his focus, he found that the man who had crushed You Tai and three other men to death with two moves suddenly appeared in front of him.

Like a ghost, look at the pile of corpses thirty or four feet away.

Cold sweat kept streaming down Pang Long's forehead. Just looking at the battle just now, Pang Long thought that this person was a master of external skills. He didn't expect that he also had such a mysterious and elusive light skill.

Fortunately, I was frightened and did not turn around and run, otherwise I would have been hit.

"Who else was involved in the massacre?"

Harvesting and dissecting?

Pang Long was stunned for a second and then reacted and found his chance of survival. This person was provoked by the evil things done by Liu Sanshui, and he did not participate in these things.

Then he didn't dare to hide anything and told everything he knew like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

"You Tai is a subordinate of Master Zhong of the Jingzhou Branch. He should know about this."

"My lord, I have told you everything I know. I am from the Clean Clothes Sect and I am not the same as the Dirty Clothes Sect. I have absolutely no involvement in the evil deeds done by Liu Sanshui."

"Please spare my life."

As Pang Long spoke, he knelt down and kowtowed, each time hitting the ground hard, making a loud bang.

He kept knocking his head until he felt a little dizzy, but there was still no response. Pang Long then looked up cautiously and found that the man had disappeared.

After letting out the breath he had been holding, Pang Long fell to the ground, feeling lucky to have saved his life.

"Brother Pang, what should we do next?"

Ok?
Pang Long turned his head and found that it was his two younger brothers. He stood up with his hands, walked up to the two younger brothers and said solemnly:

"Let's leave here first and pretend we've never been here. Remember! We must not let anyone know we've been here, understand?"

"Got it, Brother Pang!"

"Brother Pang, rest assured, we won't leak a single word!"

The two younger brothers responded quickly, and then the three of them left quickly, turning around and disappearing into the night.

There were several trees in the yard whose leaves were almost gone, and they cast shadows into the yard under the moonlight.

The shadows of twisted and bent branches, the blood-stained ground and the stacked corpses formed a hellish picture.

After a long time, a faint voice suddenly sounded in this dead silent space.

"Yeah."

It was Boss Liu, who made his last sound in this world!
Six days later, the Beggars' Sect established a branch in Jingzhou!

As a branch of a state, it gathers the most elite fighters and many masters of the Beggar Gang in Jingzhou.

Captain Zhong Wujiu is only forty years old but he is already the leader of a helm. He was also taught the Three Styles of Dog Beating Stick Technique by the elder Lu Youjiao. He is a rising star in the Wuyi School.

The Jingzhou branch's headquarters covers a large area. The mansion is spacious and magnificent, and hundreds of strong Beggar Gang disciples are stationed there all year round.

However, the branch headquarters, which was so tightly defended like an iron wall, was now filled with killing and death, with corpses and blood everywhere.

boom!
A figure flew out and fell into the lobby of the Jingzhou branch, hitting the wall painting in the middle of the lobby and then fell heavily to the ground.

The branch leader, Zhong Wujiu, struggled to get up from the ground, his chest full of coughed-up blood.

Looking at the tall figure walking in from outside the lobby, Zhong Wujiu's heart was filled with frustration and resentment.

He was staying peacefully in the branch enjoying fine wine and delicious food, when suddenly someone came to attack him. The man killed his way through the entire branch and got to him.

Without saying a word, he just beat him up severely. Until now, Zhong Wujiu still didn't know who the other party was or why he came.

"Tell me, who are you and why do you want to kill me?"

Zhong Wujiu stared at this man intently. The one-sided battle just now had made him realize that there was no possibility of survival for him, but he wanted to die with understanding!

Why? Why on earth?

Mu Sheng walked slowly in front of Zhong Wujiu with crisp steps:

"Liu Sanshui!"

Liu Sanshui? Who is he? What does he have to do with me?
Many question marks popped up in Zhong Wujiu's mind, and before he could figure it out, a golden and jade fist hit him on the head.

"I'm not willing to accept this."

Blood was gushing out of Zhong Wujiu's mouth, and some white liquid was flowing out of the corners of his eyes and nose.

Until the end he didn't know why he died!

After dealing with Zhong Wujiu, Mu Sheng left. As he fought his way in, most of the elite members of the Beggar Gang's Jingzhou branch were killed or injured, and he was too lazy to bother with the remaining minions.

After a long time, after confirming that Mu Sheng had really left, someone came into the lobby timidly.

"Captain, the captain is dead!"

"Who is this person? Why? Why?"

"Hurry, write a letter to the headquarters and ask the leader to avenge us."

The news that the Beggars' Gang's Jingzhou branch was attacked by thugs and its leader was hammered to death in the branch's lobby quickly spread throughout the martial arts world.

This incident was equivalent to someone slapping the Beggars' Sect in the face. Whether it was to restore their reputation or to avenge the dead and injured members, the Beggars' Sect could not give up easily.

Soon, all the hundreds of thousands of Beggars' Gang members were mobilized. Since Mu Sheng did not deliberately hide his whereabouts, the whole story was soon discovered.

Xiangyang City, the station of the Jingyi Faction.

Pang Long watched as more and more high-ranking members of the Beggars' Sect gathered here, and he was extremely glad that he had made the decision that night a month ago.

If he had not decisively dealt with those two younger brothers, and if the senior leaders knew that he also had a contribution in the destruction of the Jingzhou branch, he would probably have died a miserable death.

At this time, the elders of the Beggar Gang and Lu Youjiao were also in a dilemma. They were all ready for a big fight.

He wanted to let the people in the martial arts world know that even though old man Hong Qigong was no longer in charge, the Beggars' Sect was still the same Beggars' Sect.

However, when they saw the results of the investigation, everyone's morale suddenly dropped, as if they were wilted eggplants.

I really can’t say it!

Should we tell our fellow martial artists that we in the Beggars' Sect were guilty of murder and were punished by someone, and then we should go find that person and take revenge on him in a big way?
The destruction of the branch was only a loss of face, but if this matter were to spread out, the reputation of the Beggars' Sect would be ruined.

So after some discussion, the top leaders of the Beggars' Sect finally decided to deal with it coldly.

The murderer is still being looked for, but not in an active way. Instead, we are passively collecting information.

In their opinion, Mu Sheng and Xiao Longnu should be the kind of people who devoted themselves to practicing martial arts and then came out to venture into the world. Their characteristics are so obvious that it should be easy to find them as long as they appear again.

This idea was not wrong in itself, but Mu Sheng and Xiao Longnu, one was a homebody who lived in an ancient tomb all year round, and the other had long lost interest in wandering the world.

It would probably take a long time for the Beggars' Sect to find any trace of the two.

At this time, in the valley outside Xiangyang City, Mu Sheng and Xiao Longnu were teaching the little beggars they rescued how to survive in this valley.

In addition, the two also taught the children literacy and some basic martial arts knowledge.

As for the disabilities of these children, Mu Sheng has no good solution for the time being. Kryptonian can treat them, but the amount of life required to regenerate severed limbs is simply an astronomical figure.

These children's lives will be consumed before their severed limbs grow back. The choice between living with a disability and dying healthy is not difficult.

A month later, after confirming that these little beggars could survive on their own, Mu Sheng and Xiao Longnu set out on their journey home again.

Until the silhouette of the Divine Eagle flew higher and higher and became invisible in the distance, the group of children in the valley still looked up at the sky, and they slowly dispersed after a long time.

Xiao Longnu looked at the valley that was getting smaller and felt a little reluctant to leave. This was the place where she had lived the longest besides the ancient tomb.

"Brother Sheng, can the disabilities of those children really be cured?"

"Don't worry, I'll be sure of it in a few years. Even if I can't cure it, I can make some mechanical prosthetic limbs for them." Mu Sheng held Xiao Longnu tightly in his arms, glanced at the panel and said in an affirmative tone.

In another month, the tenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra will be completed. According to Mu Sheng's inference, the eleventh level involves the cultivation of the gods.

The method that Dugu Qiubai used to stimulate the Divine Condor's body to produce abnormal growth should also be a method of this level. When he reaches this level, it will be much easier to treat severed limbs.

After all, as long as he can reduce the consumption of kryptonian life through means of this realm, the difficulty will be much smaller.

It took more than a year to refine the tenth level, and three years to double the eleventh level.

In three years these kids will only be teenagers, so there is no need to rush.

"Why do so many people like to travel the world? I still prefer the life in the ancient tomb."

The sound of Xiao Long Nu's mumbling was blown into Mu Sheng's ears by the wind. Mu Sheng was slightly stunned: "For fame and fortune."

“Is fame and fortune so good?”

"Human life is very short. In the blink of an eye, a child becomes an octogenarian. Some people cherish this fleeting life even more and try every means to prolong the burning time of their life candle."

"Some people want to be the dazzling fireworks, and they are willing to risk their lives even if it is only for a moment of brilliance."

"But more people are actually forced by fate to passively pursue fame and fortune. After all, in this world, without fame, there is no voice, and without fortune, there is no way to fill your stomach."

Is there really anyone who likes to be a slave? Is there anyone who likes to flatter and please others?

It's just to make a living
"What about you, Brother Sheng?"

"I?"

After thinking for a while, Mu Sheng looked up at the cloudless sky and said in a firm and confident tone:

"I don't want to be the fleeting fireworks, nor the candlelight that is afraid of wind and rain. I want to be the sun in the sky!"

"It must be both radiant and eternal!"

(End of this chapter)