Chapter 6, Second Brother, behold my literary prowess!

This is nonsense. No matter how hard one tries, one cannot go without food, can one? Sir, please go and persuade him

The more Qin Feng thought about it, the more he found it reasonable. Just as he was planning to give it a try, he was disheartened upon seeing the pages filled with text and the thick book.

Qing'er at the door immediately replied: "Reporting to you, Madam, the eldest young master is still in the study. Earlier, he instructed me that he does not wish to waste time on meals, so he will not be having dinner."

As long as I finish reading this book in my hands, the eloquence will be enough to fill the waterfall. Why is this fool causing trouble here

However, what he did not expect was that the originally full waterfall, after the emergence of the white light, instantly shrank to one-tenth of its original size

The latter would merely glance at each book upon picking it up, only to return it to its original place, and then quickly pick up the next one, flipping through it once more

If it is useful, then that would be fine; but if it is not useful... would it not mean wasting such a long time for nothing

"Could it be that my elder brother was possessed by that evil spirit a few days ago?" Qin An exclaimed in shock, immediately instructing, "Qing'er, you quickly go find my father and mother, I will go stop my elder brother"

Upon hearing this, Qin Jian'an, who was in a proper position, seemed to ponder but did not say much. However, the second lady beside him felt an immense sense of heartache.

However, Qin An saw that Qin He’s eyes were filled with bloodshot veins and only thought that the latter had truly gone mad. No matter what was said, he refused to let go, infuriating Qin Feng to the point of gritting his teeth

Qin Feng curled the corner of his mouth and said, "Father, Mother, Second Brother, I can explain."

In memory, although the original owner spent over ten years reading through the thousands of books in the study, he at most only formed an impression of them and did not reach the level of having them memorized or fully comprehended.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, carefully sensing the changes of the internal energy within his body. Suddenly, in his consciousness, a dried-up waterfall appeared out of nowhere, and that strand of energy transformed into a stream as thin as a pinky finger

Upon seeing this, Qin An thought that something extraordinary had approached from behind him. He hurriedly mobilized all his energy and strength to confront it. However, at the moment he turned around, there was clearly no danger; the doorway was completely empty!

Firstly, merely flipping through books certainly cannot evoke the spirit of literature; this has already been confirmed from the original subject. However, this spirit of literature exists within the books. If reading is ineffective, should I then consume them?

The next day, before dawn, Qin An rose and went to the courtyard to practice his swordsmanship. However, before he could draw his sword, he saw Qing'er running anxiously towards him.

What? Upon hearing this, Qin An immediately set aside his practice of swordsmanship and hurried towards the study room

Impatiently yearning, yet utterly helpless

What is even more awkward is that at this moment, Father and Second Mother happened to arrive and witnessed the bizarre scene before them

In my mind, as the last trace of literary energy merged into the waterfall, a brilliant white light suddenly appeared, cascading downwards.

However, after the moment of joy, Qin Feng's expression stiffened, and he subsequently fell into a deeper despair

Meanwhile, above the book, the faint white light transformed into lines, connecting to the top of his head, as if raindrops were continuously falling, and Qin Feng suddenly felt invigorated

Moments later, the two arrived outside the study and looked inside, where they indeed saw Qin Feng running back and forth with an excited expression.

... ...

The study? It would be impossible to stay there for an entire day...

Er Niang anxiously said: "Quickly go find Doctor Song"

Just as Qin Feng was in a state of dilemma, an unexpected event occurred

Qin Feng took a deep breath and began to analyze continuously

In the main hall of the Qin residence, Erniang picked up her bowl and chopsticks, but before she could take a single bite, she set them down again

Beneath his golden-glimmering eyes, the words on the pages seemed to come to life, continuously flowing into his mind. After merely glancing at them, he was able to remember the content on the pages with absolute precision

Then... could it be that the method of studying is the problem? Qin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up

Second Young Master, you should quickly go to the study and take a look. The Eldest Young Master seems to have gone mad, not returning all night, continuously flipping through books there. No matter how Qing'er tries to persuade him, he does not listen.

Qin Feng was taken aback. Upon seeing the appearance of the newcomer, he shouted, "Second brother, let go! This is a critical moment!"

Such thick pages in a book, to memorize them word for word, even with my intelligence, would require at least a month or so

He could no longer contain the excitement in his heart, and immediately pointed to the heavens, shouting: "Second brother, watch me as I channel my literary energy and ascend to the ninth rank of the Sage of Literature!"

Then it can only be this way

In that case

This morning, I encountered my elder brother; at that time, he went to the library, and now I do not know where he is

At this moment, Qin Feng's feelings were akin to that of a newly arrived eunuch in the palace, gazing at a graceful woman lying on the bed, continuously beckoning and calling, "Come play, my lord"

Perhaps, as long as one memorizes a book word for word, it may also evoke the literary spirit contained within the book

In a moment of desperation, Qin Feng's mind raced, and he looked towards the door with a face full of terror, shouting loudly: "Second brother, be careful of the books!"

Qin Feng was initially taken aback, followed by immense joy

Qin Feng glanced at the book in his hand, which was about the thickness of his thumb, and then swept his gaze across the entire library, instinctively swallowing a gulp.

It is a good thing that Feng'er is able to work so hard; why should we disturb him? Let the kitchen set aside some food for him. Later, when he gets tired from reading, he will naturally call Qing'er to heat up his meal for him

Qin Feng was extremely excited to discover the direction of his cultivation. He was unwilling to waste a single moment and began to quickly flip through the books in the room, while time quietly passed by unnoticed.

If I truly have to eat, I fear that I have not yet successfully stirred the literary spirit, and I will be suffocated by these pages; this method is certainly not feasible

Where is Feng Er? I haven't seen him for a whole day.

I succeeded, I succeeded

Isn't it true that one is filled with knowledge and wisdom in this way

Indeed, it is true that one may tread far and wide in search of something, only to find it effortlessly at hand. I never expected that this so-called literary charm would be both distant and yet so close at hand!

Qin An ignored him, swiftly dodged, and directly subdued Qin Feng

Qin Jian'an also said: "I will go to the Demon Slayer Department and ask Miss Cang to come over for inspection"

In this manner, how could it be said that one is reading a book

In order to quickly verify his conjecture, Qin Feng did not delay and began to rapidly flip through the pages of the book. In no time, he had a thorough understanding of all the content within www.hetushu.com.

As night falls, the stars are scattered like a chessboard

No, I need to calm down; I cannot be impatient. At least for now, I have already found the source of the literary energy. What remains to be done is simply to find the method to channel this literary energy effectively.

This ... ...

The original master studied for over ten years, yet he was unable to absorb the literary essence from these myriad volumes; how could he possibly achieve this?

After a day and night of effort, he had recorded nearly ten thousand volumes of books. As he saw the waterfall in his mind about to be filled with literary energy, he naturally did not want to be interrupted by others

Qing'er nodded in agreement, not daring to delay, and hurriedly rushed towards the master's residence

I never expected that these eyes could have such a use; thus, memorizing this book would only take me a short while.

Qin Feng understood that this was a precursor to the infusion of literary spirit

When Qin An turned his head again, he saw that his elder brother had already flipped to the last page of the book, and was laughing maniacally with excitement.

Upon seeing this, Qin Feng appeared to be deep in thought: "The literary energy flows like a waterfall... I understand now! To enter the ninth rank of the literary sage and establish a solid foundation, I just need to draw enough literary energy to fill this waterfall!"

Without saying a word, Qin An swiftly moved to Qin Feng's side and grasped his wrist: "Elder brother, what exactly are you doing?!"