This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Qingfeng nodded and said:

"I heard he was a martial arts master who had entered the realm of martial arts. He punched me in the chest, and I'm still having trouble breathing..."

Li Daoxuan remained silent, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his hand.

Qingfeng immediately sensed something gathering in Li Daoxuan's palm, like wind, but he couldn't see anything.

Li Daoxuan placed a palm on Qingfeng's chest, closed his eyes, and channeled his mind and spirit into Qingfeng's chest along with his magical power.

Sure enough, I sensed the buildup of stagnation after the injury.

The magic power spread along the tiny meridians, and with a gentle exertion, Qingfeng's face instantly turned red. He abruptly turned his head and spat out a pool of thick, black blood.

After vomiting the blood clots, Qingfeng felt his breathing become much easier, and the tightness in his chest disappeared completely.

Qingfeng quickly stood up, bowed, and said:

"Thank you, sir..."

Li Daoxuan waved his hand dismissively.

"Alright, don't catch a cold or do heavy work for the next two weeks."

Qingfeng looked indignant and said aggrievedly:

"But sir, what about the stolen silver?"

Li Daoxuan thought for a moment and asked:

"Can the government intervene?"

Qingfeng said angrily:

"If it were someone else, the government might have intervened, but the person who robbed me of my silver was from the Wang family. Master Wang is the only scholar in the county, and even the county magistrate treats him with respect."

The implication was clear: the government would never get involved in this matter.

However, Li Daoxuan was somewhat curious: how could a martial arts master from a scholar's family rob Qingfeng, such an insignificant person, of his money for no reason?

Li Daoxuan looked at Qingfeng and asked:

"Have you offended that scholar Wang?"

Qingfeng shook his head blankly.

"How dare I, a lowly servant, offend Master Wang?"

"Then why are their martial arts instructors targeting you?"

Qingfeng gave a wry smile and replied:

"Today I bought medicine at the pharmacy, and the shopkeeper happened to sell me the last ounce of Polygonatum. That martial arts master Luo also wanted Polygonatum, and he wanted me to give him mine. I refused, and that's how the following events happened..."

Li Daoxuan nodded, having roughly figured it out; it was just the most common method of seizing by trickery and force.

This matter is not urgent for now.

There was another matter that Li Daoxuan wanted to figure out.

"You just said he's a martial arts master who has entered the realm of cultivation, what's the explanation for that?"

Qingfeng was taken aback, clearly not expecting that someone as capable as Li Daoxuan would not even know this.

However, he didn't think much of it. His husband often said witty and unusual things, so it was no longer a strange thing.

"I don't really understand this either, but I've heard storytellers say that there are martial arts masters in this world who specialize in practicing martial arts to strengthen their bodies."

"Ordinary people who know some martial arts skills are considered second-rate; only true masters deserve the title of martial arts master."

"I've heard that martial arts masters are also divided into different levels, and there seem to be seven realms. Only by entering these seven realms can one be considered to have entered a realm."

"Even a martial artist at the first level can deal with a dozen or so ordinary people."

"That martial arts master is the bodyguard of Master Wang's family. He is a well-known expert in the county. Everyone says that he has entered the realm, but I don't know exactly which realm he is."

Li Daoxuan seemed to be deep in thought. It seemed that this world was somewhat similar to the martial arts world in the novels of his previous life. He just didn't know what level the seventh-realm martial artist was.

Could a cultivator like myself really handle these martial arts masters?

After their conversation, Li Daoxuan gave Qingfeng some silver and told him not to buy medicine yet, but to buy some calligraphy brushes, cinnabar, and yellow paper. He also instructed him to be careful and not to run into that martial arts master Luo again.

If you do encounter such a situation and the other party continues to cause trouble, then abandoning your money and ensuring your own safety is the most important thing.

Qingfeng took the money and carefully went out.

Not long after, he returned carrying a pile of things. This trip went smoothly without any setbacks.

For the next few days, Li Daoxuan locked himself in his room every day, practicing drawing talismans and meditating in a state of oblivion.

Qingfeng went out and bought cinnabar and yellow paper again and again for Li Daoxuan to practice with, and finally successfully bought most of the materials needed for the elixir formula.

However, two of the ingredients were very expensive, and they didn't have enough money.

Therefore, the matter of refining external elixirs had to be temporarily put on hold.

During this time, Li Daoxuan never mentioned the matter of being robbed of his silver again, as if he no longer cared about it.

Qingfeng also thought that the matter was over.

Until the summer solstice arrives.

On the morning of the summer solstice, Li Daoxuan and Qingfeng were sitting facing each other eating breakfast.

After slowly and carefully finishing the millet porridge and pickled vegetables in his bowl, Li Daoxuan put down his chopsticks, looked at Qingfeng, and smiled:

"Eat slowly, we'll go out for a bit after we finish."

Qingfeng nodded subconsciously, but then immediately realized what he meant and looked at Li Daoxuan in surprise, asking:

"Us? Are you going out too, sir?"

Li Daoxuan nodded slightly, smiling without saying a word.

A smile spread across Qingfeng's face.

"Sir, you should go out for a walk. Staying indoors every day is quite boring."

After saying that, Qingfeng finished his breakfast in a few bites, quickly tidied himself up, and then pushed Li Daoxuan out the door.

Qingfeng was clearly struggling as he stepped over the threshold. Seeing his effort, Li Daoxuan couldn't help but wonder if he should let Qingfeng try cultivating as well.

However, the path of cultivation places great emphasis on fate and talent. If one lacks that spirituality, even a lifetime of diligent cultivation may not bring success.

We'll talk about this later.

With Qingfeng's strenuous efforts, Li Daoxuan finally managed to step out of the house.

Outside the courtyard is an alley, about two meters wide, with houses on both sides.

The alleyways were made of yellow mud, but fortunately it hadn't rained in the past few days, so they weren't too muddy.

While pushing Li Daoxuan from behind, Qingfeng chattered on, introducing the families on both sides of the alley, describing which family was kind and easy to get along with, and which family was aloof and difficult to talk to.

The alley is about 100 meters long, and the exit is the main street in the center of Anyi County. As soon as you come out of the exit, you can feel the lively atmosphere of everyday life.

"Wow, it's so lively..."

Li Daoxuan smiled and sighed.

Qingfeng bent down and explained:

"It's a coincidence that it's market day today. People from surrounding villages and towns have come to the county town early this morning to attend the market. It's not usually this lively."

Li Daoxuan nodded, looking around with great interest.

In essence, the ancient streets were not much different from modern ones, except that there were fewer goods and the environment was worse.

On the contrary, it gave Li Daoxuan a fresh and new experience.

As Qingfeng pushed Li Daoxuan past a pharmacy, Li Daoxuan suddenly asked:

"How much money do you need for the two missing ingredients from the medicine I asked you to buy?"

Qingfeng recalled and replied:

"Twenty taels of ginseng and more than ten taels of lingzhi."

Li Daoxuan nodded and then asked:

"Do you know how to get to Master Wang's house?"

Qingfeng was taken aback and asked in confusion:

"What brings you to Master Wang's house, sir?"

Li Daoxuan's eyes held a smile, and his tone was low and languid.

"Let's see if this Master Wang is willing to spend some money..."