Madam General, please run slower.

After dealing with Li Yun's matter, Li turned around to watch the competition between Chun Mei and the man with the flower face.

During this period, Chunmei did not fall behind in training, and her physical fitness improved a lot, and her moves became more proficient. But compared with the flower-faced man who used this as a means of survival, Chunmei was still a little inferior, whether in experience, skills, or reaction speed.

Li observed Chunmei's movements and reminded her, "Use your waist and abdomen to attack his lower body."

Hearing Li's words, Chunmei immediately adjusted her posture and raised her leg to attack the man with flowery face.

"!" The man with the flowery face hurriedly dodged the blow that would have cut off his offspring, and complained as he dodged, "Madam, you don't follow martial ethics again!"

"Why would I talk about martial ethics with a sparring partner like you?" Li said bluntly, "His right leg is injured and it's a weak spot."

After Li's reminder, Chunmei indeed discovered that the flower-faced man's body center of gravity had unconsciously shifted, and began to concentrate on attacking his right leg.

It was the first time that the flower-faced man wanted to cry so much during a competition. There was a powerful weapon staring at him, and he could only defend himself and didn't dare to fight back. It was not a comfortable feeling to be beaten by someone, not to mention that there was someone beside him who exposed his weaknesses from time to time. It was a double torture of both body and mind.

After a few rounds, Chunmei's strength gradually declined and her speed slowed down a lot.

Li shouted to stop.

"That's it for today." Li looked at the man with the painted face and pointed at Li Yun who had been peeking at him from the side. "From now on, let him do your work."

Hearing this, the man with the painted face's eyes brightened and he nodded in agreement.

Great, he finally doesn't have to do laundry anymore! He doesn't know how many clothes he has ruined in the past few days. Fortunately, he doesn't have to pay for it, otherwise he would be heartbroken.

The man with the flowery face didn't need Li's instructions and took Liyun directly to the backyard, where there were a pile of unwashed dishes.

Li didn't know that the man with the flowery face adhered to the code of conduct of "getting paid to do practical things" and did all these chores himself. He was both a housekeeper and a servant these days, which made him very tired.

"Sister Mei, how do you feel?" Li looked at Chunmei, whose breathing had stabilized, and nodded with satisfaction.

Chunmei was still not satisfied with her current strength, and said dejectedly: "My strength is still too weak."

"That's not a big problem." Of all the abilities, strength is the easiest to improve. Compared to strength, Li felt that he needed to improve Chunmei's acuity, because fighting doesn't rely on brute force alone.

Just like Chunmei did just now, she would beat someone up without any reason. This is no different from the uncles and aunts who get so angry that they start fighting in street quarrels. They don't care what the offensive weaknesses of the opponent are, they just beat them up.

Li suddenly thought of Wei Shiliu. That boy was quite sensitive. At least he avoided her vital points when she hit him and dodged in time.

Thinking of Wei Shiliu, Li remembered another thing. He leaned over and whispered in Chunmei's ear: "Sister Mei, do you want to practice?"

Chunmei pointed at herself in surprise, "Can I do that, too?"

Li nodded. "Anyone can be one, it just depends on their qualifications."

In a place with abundant spiritual energy, if ordinary people stay there for a long time, their body functions will also change. Just like Yuluozhou where Li lived in his previous life, everyone can practice cultivation, but they call those below the foundation building stage "mortals who cannot practice cultivation", and this inability to practice cultivation is only a comparison with those of them who have good qualifications.

Li: "But opportunities always coexist with dangers. Don't be fooled by the glamorous appearance of immortal cultivators. What they do is to fight against the heavens. It is common for them to go astray and lose their souls. Sister Mei, you must think carefully."

Chunmei: "I heard that people who practice Taoism will live longer. Is that true?"

Li: “It’s true, but longevity…” is not a good thing either.

Chunmei grabbed Li's hand and interrupted her, "If I practice, can I stay with you longer? I want to practice!"

The little mermaid Ayu was a talkative person. Chunmei talked a lot with her when she was with her, and she also learned many things beyond her cognition. When she knew that the life span of immortal cultivators and mortals was different, she thought about what would happen to the princess if she got old and left too early, and who would take care of the princess.

Li didn't know what to say to Chunmei, so he could only tell her all his concerns.

"Sister Mei, you have to know that there are very few people who can practice in the Qianwu Dynasty. If you choose this path, you will have to face the grief of the people you are familiar with passing away one by one, and endure the loneliness of being isolated from the world. So I hope you make this decision for yourself."

Chunmei: "So Miss is telling me in advance that you will abandon me in the future?"

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Li directly refuted three times.

Chunmei was amused by Li's reaction. "I know the young lady won't abandon me, but if I don't choose the path of cultivation, I will soon become someone the young lady doesn't need, right?"

Without waiting for Li to say anything, Chunmei continued, "I have no father or mother. It was the Queen who took me back to the palace. At that time, I had just entered the palace and knew nothing. If it weren't for the Queen's protection, I would have died in that cruel palace."

"I grew up with the princess. In my heart, the princess and the queen are my family. After the queen passed away, the princess became my only concern in this world. So the princess doesn't have to feel burdened by my choice. I did this for the princess and for myself."

This was the first time Li heard about Qu Tangli's biological mother. After hearing what Chunmei said, it seemed that his adopted mother was a nice person.

"Okay, then I'll help Sister Mei clear her meridians. It might be a little painful, so bear with it, Sister Mei."

Li took a handkerchief and asked Chunmei to bite it. He held her wrist with his right hand, and the spiritual power flowed into Chunmei's body along her pulse, slowly attacking every vein.

If either Yu Xun or Wei Shiliu saw this scene, they would be so angry at Li's hypocrisy that they would vomit blood. When this man was clearing their meridians, he was not as gentle as he is now.

No matter how careful Li was, the pain from opening up her meridians still made Chunmei unable to straighten her back. Chunmei clenched her hands into fists, sobbing uncontrollably from her throat, cold sweat dripping down her cheeks, splashing on the ground.

It took much longer to clear Chunmei's meridians than it did Wei Shiliu. Li thought that a short pain was better than a long one, so he decided to just do it in one go and let his spiritual power go straight to the end.

This last time, Chunmei couldn't hold it in any longer and cried out in pain, attracting the attention of everyone in the yard.

"That looks so painful, sister." Hearing the cry, Li Shuang couldn't help but shiver, and some of the water in her hand was spilled out.

"Brother, is the young lady torturing me?" Li Yue had good eyesight and could vaguely see Chunmei's pale face, and she couldn't stop feeling scared in her heart.

"Don't doubt the master's behavior." Li Feng pursed his lips and scolded in a low voice.

"Oh." Li Yue nodded and said seriously, "Brother, your arm is bent. If the lady sees it, you will be beaten with stones."

Rifuze: ...Brother or something like that is really unpleasant.