tly swordsmen, wielding the Hengshan swords forged in Hengshan Town. They were farmers when off their horses and bandits when mounted.“Tomorrow, I will go to Second Aunt’s first. Second Aunt is the co...The State of Zheng, Qifeng Mansion.

Aoki County.

Li's residence.

Darkness had fallen.

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At three in the morning, Wei Tu checked his biological clock, rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up from the kang bed, put on a coat in the dark, and went to the stable outside to light a lamp and start feeding the horses.

The smell of hay and beans, mixed with the sound of an egg cracking, a large black horse in the stable snorted happily and nudged the rough canvas tunic of its guard.

"When will this horse-grooming gig end, for crying out loud I'm a modern person, you know..."

"Getting ahead is tough."

Wei Tu sat on a stone outside the stables, took out a dry tobacco pipe from his waist, stuffed some dried tobacco leaves into the brass pipe bowl, lit it with fire paper and puffed a few times.

With two wisps of smoke billowing from his nostrils, he leaned comfortably against the earthen wall, his eyes half-closed in contentment.

In modern times, because his family was strict with him from a young age, he didn't touch cigarettes or alcohol, let alone the dry tobacco that older generations smoked.

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But now he likes to smoke.

Nothing else.

This thing is relieving boredom.

After finishing, most of the fatigue could dissipate.

After a while, Wei Tu saw the black horse finish its feed. He then tapped his pipe against the soft satin shoe on his foot a few times and patted the dust off his buttocks before preparing to wash up and go to sleep.

There is no grass that doesn't grow fat without being grazed at night.

Li's horse had to be fed once at the third watch of the night, so before he went to sleep, he didn't dare to fall asleep deeply.

If you leave a good horse untended, it will definitely get into trouble for Lord Li.

He drew a bucket of cool, refreshing well water. Wei Tu drank a few mouthfuls, filling his stomach with satisfaction. Then he raised the bucket and poured it over his bare chest, enjoying the sensation of coolness spreading all the way to his tailbone.

Soon, strips of grime were rubbed off his body and fell to the ground.

"I'm this old already At only seventeen, I already look like a man in his thirties."

When he was washing his legs in the yellow mud water of the wooden tub, under the light from the stable, Wei Tu clearly saw his own face at this moment.

His dark face was etched with wrinkles that were more common in older men, and the white hairs at his temples made him look considerably older.

Only through those clear black-and-white eyes could one barely tell that he was a boy.

However, just then—

The face in the basin kept changing, Weitu's appearance had grown older, from a youthful weariness to truly becoming an old man with crow’s feet and white hair.

Seeing this scene.

Wei Tu was so frightened that he took a few steps back. After a long time, he touched his face and pushed the wet hair from his shoulders up. Seeing it was still black, he finally relaxed.

"Did I get it wrong"

The fox looked at the water, its eyes full of suspicion. It refilled the basin with fresh water and peered into it again.

The scene reflected on the water was exactly the same as his current appearance.

But in the blink of an eye, just like before, his expression changed once again.

A man who resembled him, an old man with chicken skin and hair like a crane's feathers, appeared again.

This time, Wei Tu was not intimidated, but carefully observed the "unusual" in the water.

After a few breaths.

The surface of the water was rippling.

A gleam of gold and purple appeared between the brows of the wrinkled old man, shining brightly.

At the same time, Wei Tu Mei's brow also began to shimmer with golden light.

A golden seal carved with the phrase "achieving greatness later in life" suddenly appeared in my mind.

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"The "Late Bloomer" Destiny"

Wei Tu was stunned.

In his past life, he enjoyed reading Xianxia and fantasy novels from a young age.

It is known that traditional culture has the saying of "fate."

Destiny, hidden and predetermined, shapes a person's life, determining their wealth or poverty, their nobility or humbleness.

And the fate he was now thinking of was a golden-purple color, undoubtedly the legendary supreme fate.

It's just a pity that his destiny is "great success late in life," and it seems unlikely to bring much improvement to his current poverty.

As if sensing Weitu's thoughts, the golden seal blazed with light and transformed into two lines of text floating in Weitu's mind.

"Destiny: Great achievement in later life."

"Attribute: Unwavering tenacity, bound to achieve success."

"Perseverance pays off..."

Wei Tu's mouth twitched.

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"To surely achieve something" is too mystical, and waiting until he's seventy or eighty to "become great late in life" is useless.

In his old age, all his teeth fell out. Even if he were famous and wealthy, he couldn't even chew meat.

Not to mention things like music, dancing, wine and women.

“If there are destinies, then...are there also legendary immortals Living forever, strolling in the North Sea in the morning and on Mount Cangwu in the evening.”

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The map secretly thrilled.

If this world allowed for cultivation and ascension, his "great achievement late in life" fate wouldn't be a useless thing, but a priceless treasure.

“While Qinfeng Mansion doesn't have immortal cultivators who accept disciples by opening a mountain, it does have martial artists who open schools and accept apprentices to cultivate the Dao of Martial Arts...”

“These warriors relied on blood and bravery in their youth, being ferocious and aggressive. Once they grew old, hidden injuries surfaced, often leading to a violent death. Few lived to the age of sixty.”

However, martial arts secrets are not necessarily all about fighting and killing techniques. There are also exercises for health preservation that can prolong life and enhance well-being.

Cultivating life-prolonging exercises, not being overly aggressive or fierce, leads to longevity. Many examples can be found of people living to be seventy or eighty years old. The "Wonderful Response Real Person" recorded in books practiced body cultivation and lived over a hundred years.

Wei Tu thought about this, and made up his mind to first find an opportunity to cultivate Yángshēnggōng (a type of health-preserving exercise), and then go to find the fairy cave mansion and become a disciple.

Blessed with the fate of "great accomplishment late in life," as long as he persistently cultivates his health-preserving exercises, these exercises will surely bear fruit in his old age.

Life expectancy has increased.

His chances of attaining immortality would increase.

As for the martial arts combat techniques, with peace prevailing in the world right now, there isn't much use for them. Of course, if an opportunity arises, Wei Tu wouldn't hesitate to learn.

Before he started practicing martial arts, there were three reasons besides poverty and a lack of wealth.

Firstly, martial arts are difficult. Without the corresponding aptitude, it is hard to achieve anything.

Cultivating Qigong is also because Qigong practice is easy to learn and has a low threshold.

As for the second point, their martial arts prowess is limited. A martial artist who can defeat ten opponents is already considered a powerful warrior on one side.

A hundred enemies, a thousand enemies, that is already a legendary figure.

The three, martial artists who risk their lives on the battlefield, are mostly idle people without a proper occupation and find it difficult to end well.

The warriors of Qinfeng Prefecture were mostly swordsmen, wielding the Hengshan swords forged in Hengshan Town. They were farmers when off their horses and bandits when mounted.

“Tomorrow, I will go to Second Aunt’s first. Second Aunt is the concubine of Old Master Huang, and Huang Manor employs martial artists as guards. There might be some health-preserving techniques in her house…”

Back on the kang, Wei Tu pressed down the surprise after discovering the golden finger. After tossing and turning several times, he finally fell asleep due to fatigue.

Good morning.

It was getting light.

Wei Tu got up and fed the horses, then picked up a broom to sweep the courtyard of Li's house.

Just as the master was about to get up,

He went to the kitchen to help the cook with the fire and cooking.

Fifteen years ago, when he was six years old, his father, Wei Bao, sold him to the Li household as a servant and farmhand.

However, after years of hard work, Wei Tu learned the skills of raising horses from Lao Liu, a veteran stablehand. He successfully rose from tenant farmer to become the new stablehand at Li's house.

As for Lao Liu, he died last year.

While both serfs and grooms serve their masters, the former face a much harder life. They are burdened with heavy labor and receive no wages, being exploited to death by their owners.

The stable boy, as a skilled laborer, receives monthly wages and eats at the same table with his master.

It's just a little lacking in the food department.

The master ate meat, while Wei Tu ate a savory broth.

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