The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

The sun was high in the sky, at noon.

Li Qingshan greeted Wu Ziming and then went directly to the library.

It's not that the contents of his own library couldn't meet his martial arts needs.

Instead, in a few days, Li Qingshan will be going to teach at Tiantong Academy.

He should at least learn about the poetry of this world.

Otherwise, losing face is a small matter, but losing your life is a big deal!

He couldn't guarantee that the teachers and dean of Tiantong Academy would let him leave if they saw someone as incompetent as him.

After all, Tian Tong Academy was hailed as the foremost think tank of the current imperial court.

Smelling the familiar stench of ink, Li Qingshan sat down in the library and began reading the "Collection of Poems" in the cubicle arranged for him.

However, Li Qingshan glanced subtly at his left side, and seeing that the other party meant no harm, he continued reading the book in his hands.

Not far from him, a woman dressed as a man picked up a book and quietly observed him through the crack in the window of the cubicle.

"Interesting. Is this Li Qingshan? He is indeed handsome and looks remarkably like the heir of the Prince of Zhenbei. He is exactly the same as the person in the painting, as if he stepped out of the painting."

The woman looked at Li Qingshan, commenting on him while secretly nodding to herself.

The woman's face was expressionless; she looked at something as if it were a commodity, or perhaps a work of art.

"The intelligence says he is a martial artist at the peak of internal strength. He is just a servant, but he was able to get Tiantong Academy to admit him as a teacher because of his talent in poetry. That is indeed impressive."

"However, it's a pity that he possesses the Nine Yang Physique; otherwise, he could have entered the academy to cultivate Confucianism and Taoism."

The maid beside the woman was also dressed as a man, but she leaned closer and said cautiously:

"Miss, I've checked... Li Qingshan bought a lot of martial arts books after coming to the library, and this is the first time he's looked at poetry."

Upon hearing this, a hint of amusement flashed in the young lady's eyes, and she asked and answered herself with great interest:

"He only attended a private school for a few years in his childhood, yet he was able to express all kinds of poems, and his views were imaginative and unconventional. It seems that the information I found is wrong."

Who can stop Tiantong Academy, or is someone trying to test them?

As if remembering something, the woman disguised as a man gave the following instructions:

"Zhiruo, after this person joins the academy, please investigate his martial arts level and his social interactions..."

I suspect that this person joined the academy with ulterior motives, and it is even very likely that it was the work of the Purification Sect.

"Apart from the royal family, only the Pure Land Sect could pull off such a feat."

"Yes, miss!"

……

After finishing reading the fourth book he had prepared, Li Qingshan stood up and slowly stretched.

"The poetry in this world is indeed quite good, expressing emotions directly and containing some of the mysteries of martial arts. I imagine that the powerful figures of that distant era would also compose poems about it!"

Li Qingshan said with some emotion.

Immediately, he couldn't help but recall the many literary works he had read in his previous life. It seemed that one of the novels mentioned that to become a powerful figure, one must be able to compose poetry.

Li Qingshan, feeling both curious and amused, whispered:

"Perhaps in the future, when I'm at war with someone, you can recite a poem before the battle to show off your sophistication."

After returning all the books, Li Qingshan left the library.

However, after circling around several times without finding the two women who had been staring at him, he gave up and returned to Shuiyun Pavilion.

He needed to seize the time to improve himself, and also try out the "Ancient Human Body Refining Technique" taught by Marquis Changning, to see if there were any surprises.

When they returned to Shuiyun Pavilion, Li Qingshan was surprised to find Wu Ziming fast asleep.

He then shook his head, asking Qianqian to keep watch for him, while he began to cultivate the "Ancient Human Body Refining Technique".

The Ancient Human Body Refining Technique doesn't involve much intellectual exchange or mental cultivation methods. The most important elements are nine movements and a large quantity of medicinal herbs.

Most importantly, it is about the duration of these nine movements, as well as the breathing rate and body vibrations that you need to achieve.

After quickly adjusting himself to his best condition, Li Qingshan began to follow the instructions in the "Ancient Human Body Refining Technique" and shaped his movements into a turtle-like shape.

This is the first movement, called the Body of the Black Tortoise.

With his powerful strength, Li Qingshan completed the movement in an instant, but the subsequent breathing and body tremors made him struggle.

The moment he completed the specific breathing frequency, he felt as if his entire body was being stretched wildly, and the vibration directly ignited his flesh.

My heart was pounding like a drum, the vibrations echoing throughout the room.

"Now!"

Feeling extremely exhausted, Li Qingshan immediately swallowed the pill he had hidden under his tongue.

Boom!

A powerful devouring force tore the pill apart, and the surging medicinal power rushed to all parts of the body, most notably the meridians.

After an incense stick has burned.

Li Qingshan lay on the ground, panting heavily, and it took him a while to get up.

After drinking some water, Li Qingshan began to sigh:

"No wonder Wu Ziming's muscles were so sore after he finished practicing the Ancient Human Body Refining Technique."

If I hadn't already reached the mid-stage of True Qi cultivation, and my body wasn't constantly being cleansed and nourished by True Qi day and night, I probably would have been bedridden for several days.

Despite his complaints, Li Qingshan could clearly feel that his physical growth was enormous.

Moreover, his own recovery ability has also improved a lot. After only a short while, he could feel the soreness he had just felt gradually decreasing.

"Let's continue. Let me see what other surprises this 'Ancient Human Body Refining Technique' has in store for me!"

Li Qingshan stood up and assumed a posture resembling a tiger descending a mountain, or a fierce tiger guarding a mountain. This was the second movement, the True Form of the White Tiger.

……

While Li Qingshan was resting, Wu Ziming turned over in pain.

Today, he had only slightly disobeyed this senior, and was thus taught a lesson. His left valley still aches faintly, like being pricked by needles or poisoned by scorpion venom.

Lying on the bed with an unchanged expression, Wu Ziming muttered to himself:

"This guy is definitely not the kind person he claims to be; he's very likely a villain. No, I have to find a way to get rid of him, otherwise... I might lose my life!"

The Marquis of Changning, sitting upright in the box, had an even more unpleasant expression.