After half an hour, Jin Shu had finished playing a song and saw Ming Zhiyuan still sitting cross-legged on the couch with his eyes closed, looking like he was savoring the aftertaste.
After resting for a while, seeing that there was no movement from Ming Zhiyuan, he started playing again.
At this time, the energy in Ming Zhiyuan's inner elixir was flowing like a river. Over the past few days, he had discovered that since his meridians had grown stronger, even the joints and acupoints in his meridians had grown in size.
He gathers his breath into his fists and feet, and every time he strikes out with all his strength, as his meridians grow stronger, the breath he can call becomes stronger and thicker, and the power of his fists and kicks becomes stronger.
In order to make the meridians and acupoints in his body stronger, when he is practicing now, he will try his best to mobilize as much breath as possible in the inner elixir to attack the meridians at the same time. Under the forcible impact of a strong and powerful breath countless times, his meridians
The joint orifice points have been strengthened again.
Sure enough, cultivation cannot be brought about by a master. Many of the experiences and insights gained during cultivation can only be obtained through one's own practice.
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Girl Jinshu from Yihonglou has always been the number one among several famous brothels in Senlan City. Her appearance fee is so high that it is difficult for ordinary noblemen to hire her.
The top one must have the reserve of the top one and can be invited by anyone, so he is not called the top one.
But today, the top girl from Yihong Tower seemed to have met a guest with abnormal brains.
When the old bustard introduced him, he said that this young master must be a powerful person from another big city or a powerful person, and then he handed out a golden watermelon, and the package he carried was very heavy. From the look of it, he was carrying a thousand pieces of gold to go out for sightseeing.
Noble person.
Jin Shu thought to herself that although her appearance could not be said to be the best in Senlan City, at least it was not a beauty that ordinary people could see. Moreover, she was proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her knowledge and knowledge were beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Women like them have been bought by brothels since they were young, and have been taught by countless outdated top ladies and madams using their life experiences how to please distinguished guests and figure out their psychology.
Jin Shu thought she was as smart as she was. No matter what kind of guest she was, whether she had a moody or angry personality or a special psychological quirk, she could always handle them.
But today, this distinguished guest only knows how to play the guqin non-stop. She does not drink, chat, or have an affair with herself. She keeps playing the guqin, and the fingers of both hands are almost numb.
Although the distinguished guest still didn't stop, he sat cross-legged on the side with the old god all the time, as if listening to the piano was the purpose of his coming to Yihong Tower.
Jin Shu played continuously for two hours, but she felt that her fingers no longer felt like her own. She felt angry and annoyed, so she stopped playing, put the guqin aside, stood up, and walked to the distinguished guest.
Seeing the distinguished guest, he still had his eyes closed.
Her heart suddenly tightened. Wasn't it because she had a sudden attack of some solid disease and died?
He stretched out his hands to look under the young master's nose, and then his green and jade-white hand was grabbed by a rough, calloused hand.
Jin Shu was startled and felt extremely shy for a moment, but was pulled into the arms of the young master who suddenly opened his eyes.
The maid stood aside and turned her head away, not daring to look any further. Jin Shu said softly and coquettishly, "Master, don't..."
"The music of the piano makes people happy, and the beauty makes people wonder what night it is. Miss Jin Shu really makes people forget the world at first sight."
Jin Shu lowered her head and was about to say a few words to cheer her up, but she was pulled up by the young master again.
"Miss Jin Shu's boudoir is on the second floor. I'm too tired today, so why don't you and I take a rest early?"
Jin Shu was about to refuse and greet her, but she was picked up by the man. With a cry of surprise, Ming Zhiyuan had already carried Jin Shu up to the second floor.
There is only one bed here, with silk quilts and pillows folded neatly, a changing screen blocking the entrance to the stairs, and a desk next to the window filled with paper, pens, and inkstones, an unfinished
A painting of a beautiful woman is placed in the middle of the desk.
The maid quickly followed up to the second floor, but was driven down by Ming Zhiyuan.
Putting Jin Shu on the bed, Ming Zhiyuan looked in front of the window for a while, then looked down at the furnishings in the courtyard. Then he sat on the bed and approached Jin Shu, who was blushing. Without waiting for her to say anything, he quickly slashed her on the head with a knife.
At the neck, the girl fell limply on the bed, and she didn't know what was going on.
Ming Zhiyuan did not blow out the candle, pushed Jin Shu into the bed, and lay on the outside with his clothes on.
After sleeping for an hour, it was already midnight. Ming Zhiyuan opened his eyes and looked at Jin Shu next to him.
"Stop pretending, wake up when you wake up. I won't knock you out again."
Tears instantly flowed from Jin Shu's closed eyes. She slowly opened her eyes, and her pleading eyes made Ming Zhiyuan feel a little guilty.
"I have something to do. As long as you can help me keep the secret, I won't do anything to you."
Ming Zhiyuan sat up and looked at Jin Shu, who was lying on the bed with tears in her eyes.
Jin Shu nodded hurriedly, seeing that Ming Zhiyuan was still looking at her, and hurriedly promised in a low voice: "I don't know anything about the young master. Please rest assured, young master, the young lady will never talk nonsense."
Ming Zhiyuan nodded, got up and walked around Jin Shu's boudoir. He looked in front of the window for a while, then returned to the bed. In Jin Shu's pleading eyes, he knocked her out with a gentle palm.
Seeing Jin Shu who fainted, Ming Zhiyuan sighed slightly, "It's not that I want to lie to you. I can't lie to you."
Taking out a pair of night clothes from the package, Ming Zhiyuan quickly changed into them. Without taking the stairs, he jumped down from the window, then bypassed the tall buildings and ran towards the main city building in the back.
Although the main building of Senlan City is called a building, it is a large mansion that occupies a very large area. The tallest building in Senlan City is built near the front mansion, which is called the main building of the city.
It was almost the fourth watch at this time. In addition to the iconic candles on the top floor of the main building, there were also candles on the corridors and bridges in the mansion. Every courtyard was dark.
Ming Zhiyuan first went to the roof of the city main building and observed the mansion below. Based on the courtyard plan and the style of the houses, he found a place that looked like a warehouse.
Leave the main building of the city and go straight to the courtyard with four high walls and only a big room in the middle.
The strange thing is that Wangtian City Lord's Mansion has extremely strict guard over the warehouse, but there is only one team of guards in the warehouse in Senlan City Lord's Mansion, and this team of guards only patrols around the warehouse every half an hour.
, and spent the rest of the time sitting on a covered bridge outside the yard and dozing off.
Ming Zhiyuan entered the courtyard without any effort. The big house was just a wooden warehouse. He pried open the lattice of a window. When he entered the warehouse, he only saw boxes of top-quality spiritual stones, and even various
Gold and silver jewelry.
Next, he found several places that looked like warehouses, which only contained some mundane rare treasures.
Ming Zhiyuan realized that the defensive strength of Senlan City was completely incomparable with Wangtian City.
The guard strength of Wangtian City made them dare not act rashly in the city. Even when they left the city, they had to let the monsters come to meet them in the middle of the night.
However, Ming Zhiyuan walked all over the city lord's mansion in almost an hour without being noticed by the patrolling sergeants.
It seems that the Senlan City Lord's Mansion does not have those terrifying weapons of the Wangtian City Lord, which is good news.
Ming Zhiyuan left the main mansion of Senlan City when the sky showed a hint of blue.
Returning to Jin Shu's boudoir in Yihong Mansion, he saw that the woman was still in a coma, so he took another elixir without rest and continued to practice.
A warrior practices every moment, this is what Yu Yizhi once told him.
Whenever he has time, he must start practicing. This is what his sworn brother, Yan Rong, told him.
Yan Rong? Ever since his father and younger brother's family were killed by Yan Guan, he has been missing. Where did he go?
Ming Zhiyuan was already sitting cross-legged, ready to start practicing, when he suddenly thought of Yan Rong and couldn't help but lose focus for a moment.
After a long time, he gathered his mind and began to practice. As for when Jin Shu would wake up behind him, he didn't care. When he was practicing, although his mind was focused, his external senses were extremely sensitive. If there was any disturbance around him, he would be aware of it.
Can feel it.
As the breath in the inner elixir rushes through the meridians of the body again, the splitting pain all over the body, the extremely familiar pain comes again.
He gritted his teeth and allowed the abundant breath he was running to wash back and forth through his meridians. Before he knew it, the sky was already bright.
In the courtyard in front of the embroidery building, there was the sound of watering and sweeping the floor, the sounds of servants talking in low voices, and the sounds of guests who had woken up from the night in other embroidery buildings, shouting and hurriedly serving the servants.
Ming Zhiyuan's last celestial cycle was almost over, and a violent breath was running unbridled in his meridians. He only had to wait for the last acupoint to be completed before it could be withdrawn into the inner elixir.
The courtyard suddenly heard the screams of servants, the sound of brooms falling to the ground, and the sound of countless neat and heavy footsteps. When the footsteps stopped, another angry voice sounded.
"The Crime Department in the main building of the city is looking for criminals. Everyone, please stand where you are and don't move rashly. Anyone who violates this rule will be killed without mercy."