The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

Qianqian nodded and rushed towards Wu Ziming's room again.

Li Qingshan, on the other hand, began to cultivate.

The fact that the "Purifying White Lotus Mantra" failed to help him find Xiao Dongshan's existence immediately made him somewhat worried.

"If it weren't for Qianqian, I probably would have let this guy stay under my nose, and he might even have gotten himself into trouble."

Li Qingshan had not forgotten that the First Madam and the others had been searching for the existence of Marquis Changning, Xiao Dongshan.

As for whether the First Madam will still treat her well after she finds out her husband's location?

Give me that Great Rejuvenation Pill that allows you to break through to the Grandmaster realm?

Li Qingshan didn't think so; he only felt that the First Madam would get rid of him immediately.

As Li Qingshan faced the sky with his five hearts facing upwards, his fingers forming a white lotus shape, he once again inhaled and exhaled the inexplicable energy around him, and the light around him seemed to have increased even more.

……

Inside Wu Ziming's room.

Xiao Dongshan emerged from the box again, looked at Wu Ziming's grim face, and said coldly:

"Alright, your body should have recovered enough. You can go out for a stroll now and then to avoid arousing suspicion."

Wu Ziming was leaning against the bed, his face pale, and he felt his body twitch with the slightest movement.

Upon hearing this, he instinctively wanted to leave the room, but the physical pain forced him to stop.

Baring his teeth, Wu Ziming pleaded hurriedly:

"Senior, could you let me rest a little longer? I feel excruciating pain all over my body, as if someone is pricking my acupoints with needles."

After all that activity, I even felt like I might fall apart.

At the same time, Wu Ziming also had some doubts.

"Strange, I've never been like this when I used to practice martial arts."

If the innkeeper hadn't brewed some herbal medicine for me, I might have died from exhaustion here... Is this guy a human or a ghost? Is the body-refining technique he taught me real or fake, or is he just torturing me?

Wu Ziming had no exposure to medical knowledge, so he naturally didn't understand what kind of environment he was in.

However, the Marquis of Changning, who had been meditating on the bed, frowned, and a hint of anger appeared on his youthful face, as if he was furious that Wu Ziming dared to disobey him.

"Fool, you're now a servant, and you haven't left here for half a day. If others find out, they'll definitely kick you out. Do you think there's a safe place for you in this huge city of Lin'an?"

After saying that, Marquis Changning ignored Wu Ziming and flashed back into the box.

Within the dark box, the childlike eyes of Chang Nianhou remained open, instead gleaming with a thoughtful light—

"This guy is indeed easy to manipulate; with just a few words, he can be kept busy."

But this fellow lacks perseverance and determination. If things continue like this, when will I be able to use his strength to return to the Marquis's mansion and help me retrieve that great medicinal herb?

Marquis Changning has begun to consider whether he should replace his henchman.

"No, I'm only one-tenth of my current strength, and my mental energy is extremely weak. I can't easily influence other people's thoughts."

Only someone like Wu Ziming, who is eager to improve his life, can be influenced by me.

Wu Ziming struggled against the bed for a while before slowly getting up, grimacing, and limping toward the front desk.

At that moment, his stomach was churning like thunder; he was so hungry that his stomach felt like it was sticking to his back. If he didn't eat something soon, he felt he might starve to death there.

However, as soon as Wu Ziming entered the front hall, he saw a waiter in gray clothes leave with a food box.

"Hey, you have a pretty keen nose, buddy. I was just about to go to the backyard to call you, but I didn't expect you to come over so quickly."

Li Qingshan looked at Wu Ziming with a kind expression and said with a smile.

Wu Ziming was flattered and about to bow when a sharp pain in his lower back stopped him.

"Shopkeeper, you flatter me. It's all my fault for not being more restrained lately, which is why I've ended up like this..."

Li Qingshan casually waved his hand, gesturing for Wu Ziming to sit down, and they began to eat together.

The food on the table was not plentiful, at least not as good as the food Li Qingshan ate when he stayed overnight at the Marquis's residence.

Even so, Wu Ziming ate with eyes shining brightly, forgetting much of the excruciating pain in his body.

In no time at all.

Wu Ziming ate a meal meant for about four people, leaving nothing behind, not even the juice or scraps on the plate.

for a long time.

Feeling a little food in his stomach, Wu Ziming scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"The shopkeeper has eaten a bit too much... Don't worry, I will definitely work hard from now on."

Li Qingshan waved his hand dismissively, and instead said with unusual "concern":

"You were fine a few days ago, why did you torture yourself like this today?"

"Did you read some rubbish in those books and ruin your health by practicing them incorrectly?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Ziming inexplicably felt that Li Qingshan in front of him had become more amiable, and he quickly and excitedly said:

"This...yes, that's it. I saw a very old method of body training in the tattered pages of those books."

It seems to be called something like "Ancient Human Body Refining Technique," which involves imitating the movements of leopards, elephants, dragons, and the like, constantly pounding one's body...

Perhaps it was the satisfaction of the food, or perhaps it was the "Purifying the World White Lotus Mantra," that prompted the waiter to begin rambling on about his spiritual practice the previous day.

As Wu Ziming recounted the story, Li Qingshan roughly understood the reason behind it.

but.

Li Qingshan said this subtly before leaving the table.

"According to you, there's nothing wrong with martial arts training, but... have you considered whether you've been practicing it incorrectly?"

Go back and review those methods and techniques yourself. Perhaps you made a mistake in some details. After all, it's not your fault; you're just a beginner in cultivation.

After saying that, Li Qingshan seemed to be giving Wu Ziming a good chance, and instructed him:

"Get some rest tonight. The shop will be closed tomorrow."

The young lady recently sent me to the Marquis's residence to cultivate myself. I won't be there tonight, so don't close the shop too late.

Upon hearing this, Wu Ziming instantly realized what had happened and seemed a little confused as to why he had been somewhat distracted.

Li Qingshan, after freshening up, strode away from Shuiyun Pavilion.

It seems he didn't take Wu Ziming's earlier mention of the "Ancient Human Body Refining Technique" to heart.

However, just as night fell and Wu Ziming closed the Shuiyun Pavilion shop...

A figure ascended the pavilion with steps as graceful as plum blossoms, without disturbing anyone.