Transmigration: I, the Dragon Overlord, start by protecting my beautiful bride!

Watching Jiang Beichuan quickly stand up, Long Aotian was deeply moved. He knew that this young man was one of the few people in the world who truly cared about him.

However, he could not entrust this task to him because he had not yet figured out how Jiang Shou intended to use him to bring the mysterious person who possessed the Seven Star Grass out of Qianzhou City.

If he were to take the waist token in place of himself at this moment, it would definitely arouse Jiang Shou's suspicion.

"So that's it."

Upon learning of Long Aotian's concerns, Jiang Beichuan suddenly understood.

But he quickly frowned and said, "But... sir, if you move even slightly like this, the wound on your back will be aggravated, and my techniques..."

"It's alright. It's better to have the wound reopened than to die, right?" Long Aotian said with a smile. "Just teach me one move that can catch you off guard and kill you in one strike."

Long Aotian had wanted to learn martial arts for a long time, but he had been delayed by other matters and that's why he hadn't brought it up before.

Now that she has to risk her life alone, learning a trick or two to save herself is an urgent matter.

“Alright, since you’ve said so, sir, then I’ll teach you.” Jiang Beichuan drew his sword from his waist and said, “I’ll only teach you one or two moves, so there’s no need for you to become my apprentice.” After he finished speaking, he immediately drew his sword and began teaching Long Aotian on the spot.

"If you want to strike unexpectedly and kill in one blow, then this is the only way!" As soon as he finished speaking, his sword flashed in his hand.

First, he gripped the knife in his right hand, then slightly turned to the side and attacked the opponent's armpit!

"Wow, that's pretty impressive! What's that move called?"

"Hehe." Jiang Beichuan smiled slightly. "Actually, these moves have different names in different sword techniques. In my sword technique, it's called 'Sparrow Returns to its Nest'."

"The sparrows have returned to their nests, that's really good." Long Aotian was very satisfied and was about to start working on it.

"Alright, sir, you should practice your moves first. Once you've mastered them, you'll become more skilled!" Jiang Beichuan said, then immediately handed the horizontal sword in his hand to Long Aotian.

This was the first time Long Aotian had ever held this ancient weapon in his hands.

In the real world, the smelting and forging techniques of candle merchants, both now and in the future, have surpassed those of most countries.

However, he once had the privilege of visiting a shop that made swords using intangible cultural heritage techniques.

When he picked up those swords, he felt they were incredibly heavy.

Trying to perform some martial arts moves is extremely clumsy and laborious.

But now, when he holds this horizontal knife, he feels incredibly light, just like when he picks up a kitchen knife while cooking.

It was a feeling of strange familiarity, even though we had never met before...

I followed Jiang Beichuan's actions and did the same thing myself.

Unexpectedly, his movements were fluid and clean, as if he had done it countless times before.

"M-My lord..." Jiang Beichuan stared in disbelief, "Didn't you say that your martial arts were all..."

"Although my martial arts have been crippled, I have practiced these basic moves countless times, so how could I forget them?" Long Aotian quickly tried to deceive him.

"I see." Jiang Beichuan nodded and said, "Then you don't need me to teach you. You can force back ordinary thieves with your superb swordsmanship."

Long Aotian was also taken aback when he heard this. Although Jiang Beichuan's words made sense, Shen Congxin had hardly ever seen him use any moves.

So he made up a few more lies and got Jiang Beichuan to teach him a few more tricks.

Without exception, he could learn all of these movements at a glance.

Jiang Beichuan, who was standing to the side, was dumbfounded. He kept praising Long Aotian for not having his kung fu crippled, saying that he must have acquired even better kung fu skills!

After practicing these moves, Long Aotian was covered in sweat. He asked curiously, "So, you only practice these sword techniques? Don't you practice internal energy cultivation or anything like that?"

“Of course you have to practice,” Jiang Beichuan replied. “But if you want to practice internal energy, you have to practice breathing exercises first. Once you have mastered the breathing techniques and have internal energy, you can then practice internal energy.”

"Then what kind of internal energy do you practice?" Long Aotian asked.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Beichuan smiled awkwardly, touched the tip of his nose, and said, "My internal energy cultivation method was created by my master and is called the Azure Lotus Heart Method."

"That swordsmanship?"

"It's also called the Azure Lotus Blade Technique," Jiang Beichuan explained. "If an internal energy cultivation method can complement one's own blade technique, its power will be greatly enhanced. That's why many people who practice martial arts will first find a weapon that suits them, and then find an internal energy cultivation method that suits them."

"I see." Long Aotian was very interested upon hearing this.

Having spent so many years in the real world, I've long since come to find it dull and boring.

Only the carefree and unrestrained scenes in books could make him feel happy and at ease!

One of the few advantages of living here is that there is no longer any oppression from capitalists.

You don't need to work overtime until late at night, and you don't need to receive a call from your boss demanding immediate attention while you're sleeping.

"Then, Beichuan, your internal energy cultivation method, hehe..." Long Aotian looked at Jiang Beichuan with some greed.

Jiang Beichuan immediately understood his thoughts and then politely declined with a troubled expression.

"Master said that the internal energy cultivation method of our sect is only passed down to disciples of our sect, and will not be passed on to anyone else." Jiang Beichuan said, "I am really sorry, sir."

"It's alright, it's alright, I understand." Long Aotian quickly waved his hand, indicating that it was no problem.

But even though he said it was okay, he was actually a little disappointed inside.

Because learning martial arts requires instruction, and one must learn it well.

Otherwise, even if you practice Taiping Changquan for a hundred years, you will definitely achieve nothing...

After finishing these tasks, I looked out the window again and saw that the sky outside was already ablaze with red, the sun was setting, and night was about to fall.

Long Aotian and Jiang Beichuan parted ways at Ruyi Restaurant, and Long Aotian went home alone.

"Lord Shen, where have you been all day?"

As Long Aotian walked to the gate of his own courtyard, he encountered Jiang Shou, who looked anxious, just as he had expected.

"Chief Inspector Jiang, it's been a long time." Long Aotian stepped forward and said with a forced smile.

"Lord Shen, you have such a bad memory!" Jiang Shou said angrily, his face devoid of any smile. "Didn't we already agree? You would come with me to get the things! I would have Lord Lin sign for you and give you the money, how could you have forgotten all of that?!"

Only then did Long Aotian pretend to remember, hurriedly slapping his forehead and saying, "Oh no, I forgot about that! What should I do?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shou immediately stepped forward, grabbed his wrist, and said, "It's alright, it's not too late. Come with me to get it now!"