No hope for eternal life

Chapter 248: Enlightenment at Eternal Peak

So, Mu Changsheng turned around and rushed to Wangu Peak.

After approaching Wangu Peak, the first thing that catches your eye is the Wangu Monument standing high on the top of the peak.

"Is this the Eternal Monument?" Mu Changsheng looked at the not-so-special gray stone tablet with a longing look on his face.

Speaking of the Eternal Monument, we have to mention the Emperor Tiansheng, a legendary emperor. As the first ninth-level cultivator in the history of the Nine Realms and the strongest man in the Nine Realms at that time, he was pure-hearted and untainted by the world. Even when facing the irreconcilable demon clan, he could tolerate them.

The Great Emperor Tiansheng erected a total of nine eternal steles, one in each of the nine realms. However, there were originally no words on the steles, which aroused the imagination of many people in later generations. Some people believed that the Great Emperor Tiansheng erected the steles to record his own great achievements, while others said that it was to mourn all the cultivators of the two races who died in the war between humans and demons that lasted for more than 100,000 years.

It is difficult to verify the original intention of the Great Emperor Tiansheng, but monks in later generations discovered a wonderful use of the Eternal Monument - to leave a name in history.

People discovered that only cultivators with the strength of the eighth level could engrave their names on the Eternal Monument, so gradually some people began to leave their own traces on the Eternal Monument. After years of evolution, cultivators in later generations were proud to leave their names on the Eternal Monument!

Later, people were pleasantly surprised to find that those monks who left their names had almost used the strongest means and artistic conception of their lives when leaving their names. Later monks could use this to understand the artistic conception of their predecessors, as if discussing the Tao with the sages across time and space.

Therefore, the Eternal Monument in each world has become the most precious treasure of that world, and all forces regard it as a treasure.

This eternal stele of the Tianshuang Realm went through many twists and turns before it finally fell into the hands of the Lingshan Sect.

After reviewing the past, Mu Changsheng moved his gaze from the Eternal Monument downwards and saw a scene that shocked him quite a bit. There were nearly a hundred disciples of the sect distributed in various locations on the Eternal Peak, and they all seemed to be comprehending the artistic conception.

"So many people?" Mu Changsheng was shocked. It was the first time he saw so many fellow disciples.

At present, there are a total of 214 disciples in the entire history of Lingshan Sect. Excluding the 57 disciples who have died for various reasons, there are 157 disciples left, and more than half of them are here.

"It seems that this Eternal Monument is indeed very attractive." Mu Changsheng sighed in his heart and became more and more expectant. If it was not attractive enough, there would definitely not be so many people staying on the Eternal Peak.

"Hey, do you need my help? I can help you comprehend the Eternal Monument more effectively." Taoist Master Xian suddenly appeared beside Mu Changsheng and asked.

Mu Changsheng was no longer surprised by this, so he bowed respectfully and said, "Please tell me, Sister Zhenling, how to comprehend the artistic conception on the Eternal Monument."

Taoist Master Dao was very pleased with Mu Changsheng's attitude, and immediately pointed out: "Do you see the paths on the Eternal Peak? They are prepared for you low-level disciples. With your current realm, you can't get close to the Eternal Monument surrounded by countless powerful artistic conceptions. So you have to walk up from the foot of the mountain step by step until you reach your limit. Then you can sit down and comprehend the artistic conception. After your cultivation or artistic conception comprehension increases, you can continue to climb up."

"So that's how it is." Mu Changsheng nodded repeatedly. He had to admit that the sect was extremely considerate of these low-level disciples.

Taoist Master continued, "In addition, each mountain trail represents a path of cultivation. For example, that path is the path of body cultivation that you are mainly cultivating. On that path, you will only feel the realm of the physical body, and there will be no extra realms to disturb you. This is also specially set up by the sect for you."

"That one is the formation path, that one is the talisman path..." Taoist Master Xian pointed out to Mu Changsheng the artistic conception of the avenue represented by each mountain trail.

"Thank you, sister." Mu Changsheng said gratefully.

"Okay, go ahead, you have to become stronger quickly. When you reach the Spiritual Transformation Realm, you will be able to practice the art of clones. By then, even if you leave the sect, you will still have your clone to chat with me." Taoist Master Xi said expectantly.

Mu Changsheng's face twitched, but he was also looking forward to cultivating his clone. With a clone, many chores could be handed over to the clone, and the original body could focus on cultivation.

Then, Mu Changsheng stepped into the mountain trail that represented the body refining path first, and began to comprehend the body refining artistic conception on the Eternal Monument.

As soon as he stepped into the Wangu Peak, Mu Changsheng felt as if struck by lightning. His body stood still, and he felt a supreme fist intention rushing towards him, commanding him and endless.

In front of such a grand fist spirit, Mu Changsheng felt that he was extremely small, like a grain of sand in the sea of ​​sand, insignificant.

After adapting for a while, Mu Changsheng was finally able to take difficult steps and slowly climb the mountain along the road.

But with every step forward Mu Changsheng took, he felt that the power of his fist became stronger and clearer.

This was an extremely wonderful feeling. On the one hand, the powerful fist pressure made Mu Changsheng almost breathless, but on the other hand, Mu Changsheng felt that he seemed to be gradually approaching the true meaning of the Great Dao. This feeling firmly attracted him and urged him to continue climbing. Pain and happiness, this was probably Mu Changsheng's most real feeling now.

Mu Changsheng climbed the mountain for hundreds of steps before finally stopping. This was already his limit. If he continued to go up, he would probably be overwhelmed by the powerful fist intent, because this fist intent not only had artistic conception, but also the remaining power of the predecessors.

"It's right here, that's the feeling." Mu Changsheng's eyes were bright. He felt as if the avenue was right in front of him, waiting for him to pick it. This feeling was really wonderful.

"No wonder so many people stay in Wangu Peak. I don't want to leave now." Mu Changsheng murmured to himself and began to meditate to comprehend the meaning of boxing.

He sat there for three days. Suddenly, Mu Changsheng opened his eyes and muttered, "Holding the stars in my hands, with my fists on the heaven and earth, with my fists, I can make the stars in the heaven and earth change color!"

When Mu Changshen was at his peak, he suddenly stood up and punched toward the sky. The force of his fist crossed the sky and split the clouds in half. It was quite spectacular.

However, Mu Changsheng frowned slightly: "No, it's still a little short."

Mu Changsheng sat down again, deep in thought, without moving.

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Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, Mu Changsheng had been sitting in meditation for a month, and a lot of dust and fallen leaves had fallen on his body.

One day, Mu Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes, leaves fell from his body, and dust was instantly blown away.

Then, Mu Changsheng stood up and punched towards the sky again.

This time, the force of the fist lingered for a long time and slid far away along the trajectory.

"It's done." Mu Changsheng was ecstatic. This was a mysterious breakthrough in boxing skills. It seemed that there was no direct improvement in his cultivation, but in fact it made Mu Changsheng's ability to control his physical body further. In simple terms, with the same amount of force, he could exert a stronger force.

"Continue." Mu Changsheng was excited. After making a breakthrough in his boxing skills, the pressure on Mu Changsheng suddenly decreased. He could continue to climb the mountain and get closer to the true meaning of boxing on the Eternal Monument.

There was a surge of wind in front of Mu Changsheng. That was the fist intent he released, which dissolved the powerful fist intent pouring down from the front and allowed him to continue moving forward.

After climbing another hundred steps, Mu Changsheng stopped again. His feeling about the Eternal Monument Fist also changed. Vaguely, he seemed to see an old man demonstrating boxing in front of him.

Each move and posture is smooth and natural, in line with the great principles of the Tao, and unfathomable.

"It seems that the boxing spirit that I have comprehended was left by this senior, but I don't know who this senior is." Mu Changsheng murmured to himself.