"Zuo Lengchan?"

Feng Qingyang said something, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his face was silent.

"The old man has also heard of the name of this gangster. It is said that this person is not only very skilled in martial arts, but also has twelve sworn brothers, but also a top-notch master.

Moreover, during the Five Mountains Alliance last year, Zuo Lengchan defeated the other four leaders and became the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance. The little brother was young, so how could he get involved in such a person? Isn’t he joking?”

Chen Chong did not reply, rubbed the wood ash in his hand until the grease of the roast goose was completely stained, and then he pulled out a soft sword from his waist.

The soft sword is extremely tough and rebounds immediately as soon as it is pulled out, becoming straight as an ordinary hard sword.

"The old man is joking. With Zuo Lengchan's sword as evidence, how could I make such a joke?"

As he said that, he bounced his fingers and heard a crisp "ding" sound, and the thin sword body trembled like a bee waving its wings.

Seeing this soft sword, Feng Qingyang was finally moved.

Zuo Lengchan has a very powerful martial arts skills, and everyone in the martial arts world knows that this person rarely shows off his weapons, so few people know that his sword skills are outstanding.

Among those who knew that his sword skills were sophisticated, only a small number knew that Zuo Lengchan actually used a soft sword.

And the wind is clear and bright, just one of them.

Looking at the soft sword in front of him, Feng Qingyang thought secretly that the two of them had never known each other, so logically speaking, this kid could not deceive him.

So, is this kid not lying?

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but say, "Little brother, can you let me see your sword?"

"What's wrong?"

Chen Chong held the sword edge with his fingers in his hands and handed the hilt to Feng Qingyang, kindly reminding him: "Old man, this sword does not have a scabbard, you should be careful when you hold it."

Feng Qingyang took the soft sword, looked at the sword body without blinking, and said casually: "Don't worry, if you accidentally cut your hand, I will definitely not be with you."

As he said that, he held the hilt of the sword with one hand, pinched the sword's edge with the other and folded it back, easily bending the soft sword into a shape connected to the ends.

With a loose hand, the sword body buzzed and bounced back straight again.

The old man looked shocked: "Tsk tsk, this sword is so tough!"

He held the sword in front of him and pointed the sharp blade. Seeing that the sword body was as bright as a mirror, but without complex patterns, he couldn't help but be amazed again.

After Chen Chong got the sword, he took a brief look. In addition to finding that the sword body is extremely tough, it can also be tied to his body as a belt, so he did not continue research.

But Feng Qingyang is different. As the saying goes, "When you look at a thousand swords, you can only recognize the instrument, and when you practice a thousand songs, you can only realize the sound." As an expert in using swords, he is even more an expert in identifying sword weapons.

Chen Chong is a layman, and his mentality of watching the sword is completely to appreciate the spoils, and at most he wants to have fun.

But he is completely different. Just looking at the sword body pattern, you can see many things, such as the number of folding and forging, and whether it is mixed with multiple metals.

After looking at the sword body over and over, just as Feng Qingyang was about to hand it back, he suddenly found something at the hilt of the sword, and his eyes suddenly became wide open.

"Hey, the hilt of this sword seems a bit strange...how could it be like this?"

When Chen Chong heard the old man's comment, he agreed, because the hilt of the sword was indeed very strange.

Swords are different from spears and halberds, because swords are weapons that can be worn with you.

Since ancient times, there has been a tradition of gentlemen matching swords and scholars matching swords. Therefore, compared with swords, although the murderous aura of swords is weaker, it is much more decorative.

But compared to the commonly used sword, this soft sword seems a bit alternative.

First of all, this sword has no sword grid, so it cannot protect the fingers of the sword holder, nor can it hold the weapons cut by the enemy.

Although the extremely soft sword body can make the sword body bend freely, it cannot block the opponent's slash like a straight sword.

Moreover, the sword does not have a scabbard, but there is an opening on the hilt of the sword. After the sword body is bent, it can be inserted through the opening, and then it can be rolled around the waist with a machine bracket, like a belt.

Of course, the most strange thing is the sword stem, which is where the sword hilt is held.

Normally, sword decoration is often used in scabbards, sword grids (also known as sword calyx), and sword horns. Some people also make trouble on sword robe (sword spikes), but few people make moves on the spine or sword stem.

The sword weapon is light and thin, and it is a disadvantage compared to ordinary weapons. Once it is engraved or perforated on the sword spine, it will damage the sword body, directly affecting the toughness of the sword body, and it is easy to break when the weapon collides.

The sword stem is a place where people hold it, and few people play tricks on it. Of course, it is not that the sword stem cannot be fixed, but that it is for the comfort of the hand and ensures that it is stained with sweat and blood will not slip. Except in the very early casting period, few people leave the sword stem naked.

More elaborate and wealthy swordsmen will choose various leather to wrap the sword stems to improve the feel of holding the sword hilt. Even swordsmen who are short of money will wrap the handle with wood and wrap it with twine to prevent their hands from slipping when using it.

Because the sword stems will be wrapped no matter what, almost no one will work on them.

But this sword is different.

This sword uses wood as the shank, and the sword stem is neither round nor flat, but a rectangular body with rounded edges and corners.

There is no wrapping on the square wooden block, only the tan patina that naturally appears during years of use.

Of course, the weirdest thing is that it is also inlaid with a gem, a purple crystal as big as a red bean, on the wooden hilt.

Feng Qingyang was surprised because of this small amethyst.

"It's fine to have gold and jade inlay, but who has embedded gems on the hilt of the sword..."

Feng Qingyang said to himself, and suddenly looked up and asked, "Little brother, is this really Zuo Lengchan's sword?"

"Anyway, I snatched it from him, so I don't know if it is."

Chen Chong pursed his lips and smiled and gestured, "But if he surrounds the sword around his waist and the hilt is right in front of his navel, wouldn't he just protect the Qihai Dantian?

Besides, how cunning Zuo Lengchan is? He used a soft sword as a belt and used amethyst to embellish the hilt of the sword. Most of the time, he was afraid that people would see the flaws and be prepared for it."

Feng Qingyang smiled when he heard this, thinking that he was afraid that there was really a possibility, but he fiddled with the sword blade in his hand and inserted it into the hilt.

Looking at the soft sword connected to the ends of his hands and turned into a circle, he sighed softly, "What a pity."

"pity?"

Chen Chong said in confusion: "Why did the old man say this?"

Feng Qingyang handed over the soft sword and said regretfully: "This sword has a very good texture and a sword-casting master is also very clever. It is clearly a superior weapon. However, the hilt of the sword is a failure. The design is so exquisite that it is nothing more than to attack the enemy without any precautions.

A sword is a holy rank among soldiers, and a gentleman hides his weapon in his body. It is said that he keeps his strength and keeps his low profile and returns his sharp blade to the sheath. It is not a trick. He is ready to win by sneak attack without making a move, but he loses a few percent in terms of spirit.

I heard that Zuo Lengchan was the leader of the Five Mountains, and I thought that the evaluation of him in the martial arts world was somewhat biased. Now looking at his sword style, I know that most of the leader of the Five Mountains was obtained by conspiracy and tricks. I think so, how can a person with such a mind accomplish a big deal?"

After saying a word, Chen Chong was immediately heartbroken.

Feng Qingyang used his sword to observe people, which was indeed mysterious. In the original work, Zuo Lengchan was very skilled in martial arts, but he preferred to make some conspiracies and tricks. In the end, he was plotted so that even the leader could not continue to do it, and he was indeed not even a hero.

And in this time and space, Zuo Lengchan has completely become a gangster, which is in line with Old Man Feng’s judgment.

"It's really admirable for seniors to know people."

Chen Chong sighed and then changed his mind: "This sword has been covered with dust for a long time, and now it has fallen into my hand, so it should be time to let it start again!"

After saying that, he pinched the hilt of the sword with three fingers, and just twisted it gently, rubbed the wooden blocks to pieces and threw them into the fire.

Chen Chong looked at it intently, but saw that there were six concave points on the stem of the sword. If the six concave points were connected to the amethyst, it would form a spoon shape, and the amethyst was embedded at the bottom of the spoon.

Seven dots form a spoon. Even a primary school student should know that it is Beidou. Chen Chong's first reaction was this.

So he said in surprise: "There is a Big Dipper on the handle!"

Feng Qingyang was stunned when he heard this, and then his face suddenly changed, and his hands poked out like a golden snake spitting out their letters.

Chen Chong felt his eyes slow down, and he saw two fingers swaying past, and the sharp blade in his hand instantly reached Feng Qingyang's hand.

What's going on?

Looking at the empty hands, Chen Chong felt confused and could not figure out the situation at all.

From the moment he saw Chen Chong, although Feng Qingyang did not deliberately hide his shortcomings, he did not show his true skills. At most, he looked like an experienced and knowledgeable old world.

But now he suddenly showed this move in front of him, wouldn’t it be completely exposed?

Suddenly, it would not work without reacting. So Chen Chong showed a 'as it really' expression and said, "Senior, do you mean that you are not an ordinary person?"

"How could it be it... no, besides that, there is no famous soft sword in the world, it must be it..."

Feng Qingyang murmured to himself, rubbing the hilt of the sword, his eyes full of surprise and shock.

"Old man—"

Chen Chong couldn't help but tentatively: "Is there something wrong with this sword?"

When Chen Chong called out, Feng Qingyang immediately returned to his soul.

He gently brushed the amethyst across the hilt of the sword and said with a complicated expression: "Little brother, do you know what is being painted on the hilt of the sword?"

Chen Chong laughed and said, "Old man, didn't I just say it? It seems to be the Big Dipper, right?"

Feng Qingyang shook his head slowly, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand and asked in a low voice: "Have you ever seen the anti-Big Dipper?"

The anti-Big Dipper?

Chen Chong hurriedly looked at it and saw that the Big Dipper on the hilt of the sword seemed a bit unusual, or it looked like it was a spoon shape, but it looked completely different from the Big Dipper.

Then he said strangely: "If it weren't for the Big Dipper, then what is this?"

"It's Ziwei Central Palace!"

Feng Qingyang did not keep it a secret, but chose to go straight when he gave the answer, and then continued without raising his head: "I accidentally got a sword book many years ago. This sword book was left by a martial arts senior. It not only records his deeds, but also describes the four weapons he used."

Hearing these extremely strong words, Chen Chong's heart moved and he had already guessed.
To be continued...