Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 55 "Flawless"

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Dongyuan Sect, Outer Gate Study.

The library is where the Dongyuan Sect stores various martial arts manuals, tales of the strange and supernatural, and historical records.

There is one inner door and one outer door.

The outer sect's library contains a small number of low-level cultivation techniques, but mostly legendary texts and the like, and is rarely visited by anyone.

Therefore, the inner and outer gate study buildings are usually distinguished by disciples as "scripture repository" and "study building".

On this day, Song Yan stepped into the library.

Several days passed, and no unusual phenomena were observed in the dark flames of the "inner demon" within the Yin-Yang Realm.

If this trend continues, it will probably take more than half a year for Xiao Jian to dispel the flames on these swords.

After completing the basic spiritual cultivation and qi-nourishing techniques today, I had some spare items to sell at the market. Since I was passing by this outer sect library, I thought I'd stop by to see if there were any books about ancient sword cultivators.

The Complete Chronicle of Immortal Cultivation covers a wide range of topics, including everything, but its content on ancient sword cultivators is limited.

The outer sect library has five floors. Any outer sect disciple can borrow any book there, including low-level cultivation techniques.

There were also a few outer disciples here at this moment, but no one made a sound.

After all, there was an elder who preferred quiet sitting on the top floor of the library.

"We need to look for ancient books..."

Song Yan scanned the entire library with his divine sense, but the collection was simply too vast…

"Junior Brother Song."

"Um……?"

Song Yan wasn't sure if someone was calling her, so she turned around and saw that the person was indeed looking at her.

but……

I don't think I recognize him, but he looks somewhat familiar.

This man had a dignified appearance and was holding a book of scriptures in his hands. Although he was dressed simply, he exuded a gentle and refined scholarly air in his every move.

“Sun Zhengfu, a disciple of the Mo Dao Academy.”

"what……"

Song Yan suddenly remembered that he had been troubled by his inability to make any progress in cultivation.

Thinking that calligraphy and chess could help him cultivate the Five Star Pulse-Catching Technique, he spent some time going to the Ink Dao Academy to copy calligraphy and cultivate his mind and body.

I have indeed seen this person before, but I didn't pay attention to him at the banquet that day, so I only felt that he was familiar but couldn't remember him.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Sun."

With Sun Zhengfu's cultivation at the sixth level of Qi Refining, there's no problem in calling him "Senior Brother."

He shook his head: "We are fellow disciples, why bother with all those formalities?"

To other Dongyuan Sect disciples who knew Sun Zhengfu, he was a man of few words.

However, this was not the case in reality. This was because the person was old-fashioned and rigid, and extremely serious about things, which offended many disciples with powerful backgrounds.

His parents, who were also monks, warned him: "Words can bring disaster."

He then became taciturn.

Whether this silence will be effective remains to be seen.

"Speaking of which, Junior Brother Song, why haven't you been to the Ink Dao Academy lately?"

He took the initiative to greet Song Yan mainly because this junior brother Song seemed to be the first person he had met since becoming a steward of the Ink Dao Academy who truly used calligraphy to cultivate his mind and character.

Perhaps, he is also a fellow enthusiast of calligraphy.

If the opportunity arises, I will invite him to the Ink Painting Society in the future.

Song Yan was somewhat puzzled, but there was nothing shameful about the reason, so she told him the truth:

"I recently made a small breakthrough in my cultivation, and then I went out on a mission with my senior sister from the inner sect, so I haven't gone since."

"I see."

Sun Zhengfu nodded: "The art of calligraphy can teach one to be single-minded and to understand one's true nature. I have observed that you have a talent for this art, junior brother. We can exchange ideas more often in the future."

"Yes, junior brother has learned a lot."

This senior brother... seems to be a monk who genuinely loves calligraphy.

"What books are you looking for today?"

"It's not some secret manual of cultivation techniques. Junior brother came here to find some books about 'sword cultivators' in ancient times."

"Miscellaneous news and classical texts are both acceptable."

"Sword cultivator?"

Sun Zhengfu pondered the word. He often came here to look for calligraphy classics, and he remembered most of them. "I seem to have seen a few miscellaneous books with words like 'ancient sword' or 'sword cultivator' in their titles, but the one I remember now is on the sixth shelf on the third floor, near the 'Ink Stele Forest Classic'."

Song Yan was overjoyed and quickly thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."

"You are Welcome."

Sun Zhengfu had been there for some time. He put the book back on the shelf, said goodbye to Song Yan, and left the library.

"What a kind senior brother."

Song Yan went to the sixth shelf on the third floor and found the "Inkstone Stele Forest Classic". Using it as a basis, he searched around and soon found the book.

Ancient Sword Tales

familiar.

The books in the outer library are all paper books, not jade slips, so they need to be read page by page.

Song Yan flipped through a few pages to confirm that it was the book he was looking for, then went downstairs and registered to borrow it.

Today's schedule is a bit tight. I'm worried the market will be closed, so I'll wait until all the miscellaneous items are sold out before I can browse around at my leisure.

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Lingyuanzefang Market, Central District.

Unlike Granny Qin's Worry-Relieving General Store, this place is filled with alchemy, artifacts, arrays, and treasures. Apart from lacking some strange items, it's just as bustling as a night market.

However, during the daytime market, there are still more disciples from the Dongyuan Sect.

Sometimes when I'm just strolling around... I run into acquaintances.

"Kong You, do you think I'm stupid? You're charging me thirty spirit stones for just a few volumes of tattered books? Are all the people from Zuowang Peak possessed?"

"What did you say?"

"I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about..."

Whether it was the hawking, the haggling, or the commotion, Song Yan had the illusion that he had returned to a market day in Shiliang Town.

He spent about half an hour getting rid of all the odds and ends in his hands.

He felt a little embarrassed that he kept going to Granny Qin's place to deal with these cultivation trash, after all, he had been scolded many times.

It was still early, and he wanted to find a teahouse to sit down, have some tea, and read a book.

This volume of "Ancient Sword Tales" isn't very long. If I can finish reading it, I can return the book on my way back, saving me the trouble of making a special trip for it next time.

As I passed a street corner, I saw several young and beautiful female cultivators hawking their wares at a storefront, their voices as melodious as silver bells.

"Taoist robes and silk garments, long cloak and skirt..."

Song Yan couldn't help but glance at the signboard on the storefront a few more times...

"Flawless..."

He muttered to himself, reading out the shop's name: "A very clever name for a shop."

Judging from the shouts of these female cultivators, it seems to be a shop that sews Taoist robes and garments.

Although sewing Taoist robes is not as popular as weapon crafting, it is still sought after, especially by female cultivators.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse; moreover, sewing in the world of cultivation is not just about looking good.

Song Yan had heard that many expensive custom-made Taoist robes contained array patterns that kept them dust-free.

Even more extreme, some have sewn the patterns of the spirit-gathering array into it, drawing in spiritual energy and refining qi, achieving twice the result with half the effort.

but……

This is not something he can afford right now.

He took a step to leave, only to find that his sleeve was being pulled.

"?"

Looking back, I saw a thin, frail girl.

"Fellow Daoist, what guidance do you have?"

It is very impolite to grab someone's robe sleeve.

Song Yan also has a temper.

The girl's fair and beautiful face was dotted with freckles.

She seemed somewhat timid, but her eyes were very stubborn.

“To sew... to sew a Taoist robe, three spirit stones are enough.”

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