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It was quite normal for a scholar to possess a Gentleman's Sword. Lin Yuan took a few steps forward, nodding in satisfaction. He had already made up his mind to carry this sword with him from now on.
As the night breeze swept by, the young man in blue attire, with his hand resting on the hilt of the sword, exuded an aura of sharpness and elegance. At that moment, the little fox inside the door, unable to sleep, was mesmerized. Her mouth slightly agape, her eyes sparkled with wonder. She suddenly understood why many of her kin were fond of charming scholars; who wouldn't love such a refined young man?
With the Demon King defeated, An County lived up to its name—peaceful and tranquil. The County Magistrate was overjoyed and immediately dispatched people to post notices to reassure the populace. When he learned that Li Liang and his companions were not leaving just yet, he felt even happier. After all, the whereabouts of the snake demon were still unknown, and having Lord Zhen Mo stationed nearby felt much safer.
He warmly hosted Li Liang and his group, considering it a celebratory feast. During the banquet, Li Liang casually drank with the County Magistrate and asked, "Brother Liu, have any strange occurrences happened in your county?"
Upon hearing this address, the County Magistrate felt flattered; after all, Lord Zhenmo was equivalent to a third-rank official—far above him in rank. "My name is but a humble one," he replied.
Li Liang smiled and reassured him, "It's nothing serious. Brother Liu is a good official whom I respect greatly; let’s not dwell on titles."
Liu Xian Zun beamed with delight but still responded respectfully. "You flatter me, my lord. If we're talking about strange occurrences, there is indeed one that might be related to the snake demon. The odd thing is that the demon has not appeared since."
He recounted the incident involving Chen Yuanwai in detail, hoping that Li Liang would take an interest and help uncover the whereabouts of that snake demon. However, Li Liang's expression shifted as he listened intently; he instinctively felt that Chen Yuanwai must have been killed by that mysterious Black Snake.
"Qin Feng?" Li Liang murmured to himself. He believed there was no such coincidence in this world; something about this Qin Feng's scholarly demeanor seemed off to him. Ideas began to form in his mind.
At that moment, Qin Feng remained unaware that he had already caught Li Liang's attention.
"Brother, where did you get your sword? It's so beautiful!" Qin Wan'er exclaimed as she noticed the long sword at Qin Feng's waist.
Qin Feng smiled slightly, thinking it was necessary to buy some weapons for their journey. "We can't go far without something to defend ourselves."
"Brother, do you know martial arts?" Qin Wan'er asked, her eyes wide with confusion.
Qin Feng paused. Well, he had never learned swordsmanship, but suddenly an idea struck him, and his eyes brightened. "Hehe, sister, you still don't understand your brother. You know calligraphy, right?"
Qin Wan'er nodded blankly. "Yes, but what does calligraphy have to do with swordsmanship?"
"How could it not be related? It's very much connected! I know a kind of sword technique that is related to calligraphy."
"Really? Brother, tell me quickly!" Qin Wan'er said, her interest piqued.
"It's called the Yong Zi Ba Fa. Although it's used for practicing calligraphy, it can also be applied to swordsmanship, just like writing," Qin Feng explained, his eyes flashing.
Well, this was just something he had read in a novel in his past life, but it made some sense to him. Everything is interconnected.
"Then can you show me how to practice it?" Qin Wan'er hesitated for a moment before looking at Qin Feng with anxious eyes.
Qin Feng hesitated. Was it too late to say he was just boasting? But seeing the look in Qin Wan'er’s eyes, he finally nodded. "Alright, I chose this path; I’ll walk it to the end."
He went to the courtyard and drew out his long sword. Suddenly he thought that he might as well be a sword immortal—what was he doing practicing sword techniques? How foolish!
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