Volume 10 Seven Weapons: Angry Pony Chapter 297: Fighting Between Left and Right
September 30th, sunny.
The sky is cloudless and the sun is shining brightly in the sky.
Su Weiyun had only been at Langshan for less than a month, but Langshan had already undergone tremendous changes with each passing day.
This is mainly due to the old man.
The old man first went to find the wolves, boasted to them a lot, and surprisingly gained their trust easily.
“The sun, without the people it shines on, can have no happiness.”
“The sun is the greatest. It never asks for anything but gives. Everything grows because of the sun.”
"Although you call yourselves followers of the Sun God, in my opinion, you are still far from being perfect. You have too little knowledge and are completely isolated."
The group of playful wolves had great respect for this old man who was extremely wise, had elegant conversation, and whose martial arts skills were unfathomable.
This respect may also come from the old man's "identification" with them.
"Elder, we have been in Wolf Mountain all year round. We don't know what the outside world is like, and we have rarely learned any real knowledge about the sun."
"Yes, elder, don't you know a lot about the sun?"
"Please teach us."
The old man began to talk big again, his speech was eloquent, his words were magnificent and fascinating.
"Do you know how far away the sun is from us?"
"Do you know how big the sun is?"
"Do you know why the sun shines and emits heat?"
“Why does the sun rise and why does it set?”
"The sun and the moon alternate, the seasons rotate, how much do you know about the yin and yang in between?"
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The old man casually asked a few questions, which stunned the group of young people and left them speechless.
They call themselves "the most loyal believers of the sun god" and have never known the answers to these questions, nor have they ever thought about them.
The old man continued leisurely, "So I said, although I can feel your sincerity towards the Sun God, you are just the people abandoned by the Sun God in the world, and you are not orthodox."
The playful wolves suddenly became excited. They thought that the knowledgeable and all-knowing old man in front of them was simply the savior sent to them by the sun god after the death of the messenger.
"Old man, oh, no, noble elder of the Sun God, are you willing to teach us some knowledge about the sun and tell us what is the orthodoxy of the Sun God's bloodline?"
The old man hesitated for a long time and finally nodded.
The playful wolves were overjoyed and knelt down around the old man, performing the kind of rituals they would use in sacrifices.
The old man then said: "Although I can teach you knowledge on behalf of the sun, you must obey the instructions of the sun god."
The playful wolves said, "Yes, yes, we have always followed the instructions of the Sun God. However, a few days ago, a few evil people came to the mountain and killed the messenger of the Sun God. So we..."
The old man shook his head: "No, the real instructions of the Sun God are mysterious. They don't need to go through any messengers, and you can still hear them."
"real?"
"If you don't believe it, you will know in a few days."
In the valley, on the cliff.
Su Weiyun looked at the old man who was getting along well with the wolves and couldn't help but admire him: "I didn't expect he really had a way."
Liu Changjie also laughed and said, "When it comes to dealing with young people, Wu Ming is the best. It is said that even the Prince of Taiping respects him as his teacher."
Su Weiyun asked again: "But even if he really read thousands of books and countless scriptures, he wouldn't know the answers to the questions he asked, right?"
Liu Changjie laughed and said, "He may not really know. He just made a few guesses, which are enough to fool the young people."
"I've never seen anyone more experienced than him in dealing with young people. Look at his new clothes. Hahahahaha. I'm really a little envious of him."
The little old man stood in the distance, wearing a glittering golden cloak that was sent from the foot of the mountain.
Standing under the sunlight, facing the sky, it is almost so dazzling that it makes people unable to open their eyes.
Don't young people always admire those great people who shine with every move they make?
In addition, his every word and action reflects his profound knowledge and cultivation, which makes people respect him even more.
Compared with the original Wen Liangyu, he now looks at least ten times more like the messenger of the Sun God.
"Let's go. Since he said he would save the young people of Langshan, he will definitely do it. He is a man who will never go back on his word."
In the setting sun, Su Weiyun and Liu Changjie slowly left, dragging their long shadows.
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The fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
The moon is full this night.
It's still lonely on the top of the mountain.
It’s just that the fallen flowers have gone, and the winter plum blossoms are blooming.
Not only winter plums, the old man has planted all kinds of strange trees and plants in Langshan. These plants occupy most of the land of Langshan.
More importantly, they drove the uninvited guest "hemp grass" out of Langshan.
The old man mobilized the power of the Qinglong Society and used his own wisdom, and in just three months, he temporarily restored peace to Langshan.
Su Weiyun suddenly heard a voice:
"Complete the Su Command Mission: Rescue Wolf Mountain."
"Reward: A copy of the stunt "Left-right Fighting"."
"Left-right fighting: a magical skill in which the left hand and the right hand fight each other. It allows one to do two things at once, using both hands to perform different martial arts, flowing like clouds and water, each for its own purpose, without interfering with the other."
Su Weiyun obtained this "Left-right Fighting" skill which could be called a divine skill. While flipping through it, he admired the exquisiteness of the skill, but at the same time he was amazed at the old man's extraordinary means.
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The following year, spring.
The ice and snow have not melted yet.
Every house in the street was closed, and the eaves were covered with silver and white. Except for the children playing around, the adults had not gone out yet.
On the top of Wolf Mountain, two people were drinking, one drinking wine and the other drinking tea.
Liu Changjie said: "Have you seen the martial arts he has learned recently?"
The old man paused for a moment and commented, "Draw a square on the left, a circle on the right, recite with your mouth, count with your eyes, listen with your ears, do everything at the same time, without missing anything. If there is such a method in the world, it can be called unparalleled!"
Liu Changjie laughed: "So I really don't believe that Di Qinglin can defeat him. He should be on the same level as us."
The old man said slowly: "If his remaining internal energy is restored, Di Qinglin will naturally not be his opponent."
"But it's hard to say who will win at this moment."
The old man took a sip of the fragrant tea and continued, "Because I can see that there is a murderous aura in his body that could erupt at any time. It is probably a hidden danger left by the practice of some extremely murderous technique."
Liu Changjie said: "Di Qinglin doesn't seem to be as powerful as you said."
The old man smiled and said, "You are wrong. His potential has not been fully released because his character is really not good."
Liu Changjie said: "In your opinion, when will his potential be sublimated?"
The old man answered slowly: "After he kills Ying Wuwu, his martial arts will be greatly improved. That kind of sublimation is no less than the confidence he will have after obtaining the Peacock Feather!"
Liu Changjie suddenly laughed.
If the old man's smile is the smile of a wise man who has seen through the world and is no longer worldly, then his smile is the smile of a child who has not yet experienced the world and is innocent and lovely.
"Wu Ming, how about I add some more chips to your bet?"
The old man asked, "What to add?"
Liu Changjie said: "If I lose, I will hand over the power of the Qinglong Society to you and retire from the martial arts world!"
The old man put down the teacup very slowly with his right hand, as if he was afraid that even a drop of water would spill out.
"What if you win?"
"If I win, you and your people will go overseas and you will not be allowed to return to the Central Plains within ten years."
The old man pondered and said, "I was also going to go overseas to develop my career. It seems that your bet did not cause me any loss at all."
Liu Changjie said word by word: "I learned it from you!"
The old man closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.
A full hour passed.
"Okay, I agree!"
Liu Changjie stood up, exhaled and said: "The wine and tea are cold, please go back to the house."
The old man also stood up and said, "Yes, we should go back to the house."
The two walked one after the other across the snow and into the wooden house.
There was neither a single footprint nor a single trace left on the snow.
The wind is quiet and the snow falls silently.
No one will ever know that a shocking gamble that was big enough to overturn the world of martial arts once took place on this mountain top.
