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The old man yawned and gave him the lamp in his palm: "remember all the moves here, and engrave them into his mind. These two books can also be used as firewood. They are useless."
Qin Wuyan sat cross legged on the ground: "old man, these two books..."
"I learned all my life. I intended to teach it to my students at the beginning. Unfortunately, he..." the wizard said with a sad smile, "it's just life. I think it's cheap for you. You can't let me down."
Qin Wuyan nodded firmly: "I will live up to your expectations."
The wizard stares at Qin Wuyan. After a moment, he slowly says, "ah Yan, the elder man should do things regardless of details. He also needs to do everything by any means to achieve his goal. Otherwise, he is too modest and may die in the hands of villains. Do you understand what I mean?"
Qin Wuyan
The wizard turned his face away, and his eyes were wandering: "if you pay too much attention to etiquette and benevolence, you may fall into the trap of despicable people. Remember that when the water is clear, there is no fish. If a gentleman is too magnanimous, it may not be a good thing for him.
Everything in the world is not black or white. There are many gray areas. People are the same. Only with their lives can there be infinite possibilities... "
"I see." Qin Wuyan stood up and saluted the Wizard: "students must remember your words."
The wizard waved his hand: "go and have a look. You'd better remember all the boxing and swordsmanship above tonight before you can have a rest."
With that, he rolled his wheelchair, went to his low couch, lay down and closed his eyes.
The sky was bright and the lamp oil was exhausted.
The morning light came in from the glazed windows, and there was more light in the dark library.
Before the old man opened his eyes, he heard the sound of fists dancing in the air. He closed his eyes for a moment and heard the sharp sound of the sword cutting through the air.
When the old man opened his eyes, he saw that Qin Wuyan was sweating. He was holding a bamboo flute in his hand. His movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water. He took the bamboo flute in his hand as a sword and danced like a tiger.
The young man seems to be indefatigable. The dust on the ground is driven away by his foot wind, forming a beautiful arc on the periphery. He stands in the middle of the center of the circle, matching his feet in one move. The bamboo flute in his hand is only empty shadow.
The old man squinted with satisfaction, and his thin face showed a smile that he had not seen for a long time: he is worthy of being his favorite disciple. His talent and energy are really beyond people's ability.
He thought it would be good for him to remember the moves in the two books all night, but he didn't expect that Qin Wuyan not only remembered the moves, but also practiced them so skillfully.
Qin Wuyan finished playing boxing and swordsmanship, took away the bamboo flute, turned around and saw that the old man had woken up. He came running excitedly: "old man, I have learned all the moves, and I am proficient."
The wizard fixed his eyes and sniffed: "what do you smell like?"
Qin Wuyan awkwardly raised his wrist, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said: "I came back from the training ground to you last night, but I didn't have time to take a bath. Maybe the smell of sweat on my body made you old."
The wizard shook his head. "It's not sweat. Come here."
Qin Wuyan approached, as if he thought of something. He touched the position of his chest and stammered: "I put a piece of fragrant wood on my chest. It's probably the smell of fragrant wood."
The wizard continued to shake his head: "it's not the smell of fragrant wood, it's an extremely rare taste of medicinal materials." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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The old man yawned and gave him the lamp in his palm: "remember all the moves here, and engrave them into his mind. These two books can also be used as firewood. They are useless."
Qin Wuyan sat cross legged on the ground: "old man, these two books..."
"I learned all my life. I intended to teach it to my students at the beginning. Unfortunately, he..." the wizard said with a sad smile, "it's just life. I think it's cheap for you. You can't let me down."
Qin Wuyan nodded firmly: "I will live up to your expectations."
The wizard stares at Qin Wuyan. After a moment, he slowly says, "ah Yan, the elder man should do things regardless of details. He also needs to do everything by any means to achieve his goal. Otherwise, he is too modest and may die in the hands of villains. Do you understand what I mean?"
Qin Wuyan
The wizard turned his face away, and his eyes were wandering: "if you pay too much attention to etiquette and benevolence, you may fall into the trap of despicable people. Remember that when the water is clear, there is no fish. If a gentleman is too magnanimous, it may not be a good thing for him.
Everything in the world is not black or white. There are many gray areas. People are the same. Only with their lives can there be infinite possibilities... "
"I see." Qin Wuyan stood up and saluted the Wizard: "students must remember your words."
The wizard waved his hand: "go and have a look. You'd better remember all the boxing and swordsmanship above tonight before you can have a rest."
With that, he rolled his wheelchair, went to his low couch, lay down and closed his eyes.
The sky was bright and the lamp oil was exhausted.
The morning light came in from the glazed windows, and there was more light in the dark library.
Before the old man opened his eyes, he heard the sound of fists dancing in the air. He closed his eyes for a moment and heard the sharp sound of the sword cutting through the air.
When the old man opened his eyes, he saw that Qin Wuyan was sweating. He was holding a bamboo flute in his hand. His movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water. He took the bamboo flute in his hand as a sword and danced like a tiger.
The young man seems to be indefatigable. The dust on the ground is driven away by his foot wind, forming a beautiful arc on the periphery. He stands in the middle of the center of the circle, matching his feet in one move. The bamboo flute in his hand is only empty shadow.
The old man squinted with satisfaction, and his thin face showed a smile that he had not seen for a long time: he is worthy of being his favorite disciple. His talent and energy are really beyond people's ability.
He thought it would be good for him to remember the moves in the two books all night, but he didn't expect that Qin Wuyan not only remembered the moves, but also practiced them so skillfully.
Qin Wuyan finished playing boxing and swordsmanship, took away the bamboo flute, turned around and saw that the old man had woken up. He came running excitedly: "old man, I have learned all the moves, and I am proficient."
The wizard fixed his eyes and sniffed: "what do you smell like?"
Qin Wuyan awkwardly raised his wrist, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said: "I came back from the training ground to you last night, but I didn't have time to take a bath. Maybe the smell of sweat on my body made you old."
The wizard shook his head. "It's not sweat. Come here."
Qin Wuyan approached, as if he thought of something. He touched the position of his chest and stammered: "I put a piece of fragrant wood on my chest. It's probably the smell of fragrant wood."
The wizard continued to shake his head: "it's not the smell of fragrant wood, it's an extremely rare taste of medicinal materials." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
The old man yawned and gave him the lamp in his palm: "remember all the moves here, and engrave them into his mind. These two books can also be used as firewood. They are useless." Qin Wuyan sat cross legged on the ground: "old man, these two books..." "I learned all my life. I intended to teach it to my students at the beginning. Unfortunately, he..." the wizard said with a sad smile, "it's just life. I think it's cheap for you. You can't let me down." Qin Wuyan nodded firmly: "I will live up to your expectations." The wizard stares at Qin Wuyan. After a moment, he slowly says, "ah Yan, the elder man should do things regardless of details. He also needs to do everything by any means to achieve his goal. Otherwise, he is too modest and may die in the hands of villains. Do you understand what I mean?" Qin Wuyan The wizard turned his face away, and his eyes were wandering: "if you pay too much attention to etiquette and benevolence, you may fall into the trap of despicable people. Remember that when the water is clear, there is no fish. If a gentleman is too magnanimous, it may not be a good thing for him. Everything in the world is not black or white. There are many gray areas. People are the same. Only with their lives can there be infinite possibilities... " "I see." Qin Wuyan stood up and saluted the Wizard: "students must remember your words." The wizard waved his hand: "go and have a look. You'd better remember all the boxing and swordsmanship above tonight before you can have a rest." With that, he rolled his wheelchair, went to his low couch, lay down and closed his eyes. The sky was bright and the lamp oil was exhausted. The morning light came in from the glazed windows, and there was more light in the dark library. Before the old man opened his eyes, he heard the sound of fists dancing in the air. He closed his eyes for a moment and heard the sharp sound of the sword cutting through the air. When the old man opened his eyes, he saw that Qin Wuyan was sweating. He was holding a bamboo flute in his hand. His movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water. He took the bamboo flute in his hand as a sword and danced like a tiger. The young man seems to be indefatigable. The dust on the ground is driven away by his foot wind, forming a beautiful arc on the periphery. He stands in the middle of the center of the circle, matching his feet in one move. The bamboo flute in his hand is only empty shadow. The old man squinted with satisfaction, and his thin face showed a smile that he had not seen for a long time: he is worthy of being his favorite disciple. His talent and energy are really beyond people's ability. He thought it would be good for him to remember the moves in the two books all night, but he didn't expect that Qin Wuyan not only remembered the moves, but also practiced them so skillfully. Qin Wuyan finished playing boxing and swordsmanship, took away the bamboo flute, turned around and saw that the old man had woken up. He came running excitedly: "old man, I have learned all the moves, and I am proficient." The wizard fixed his eyes and sniffed: "what do you smell like?" Qin Wuyan awkwardly raised his wrist, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said: "I came back from the training ground to you last night, but I didn't have time to take a bath. Maybe the smell of sweat on my body made you old." The wizard shook his head. "It's not sweat. Come here." Qin Wuyan approached, as if he thought of something. He touched the position of his chest and stammered: "I put a piece of fragrant wood on my chest. It's probably the smell of fragrant wood." The wizard continued to shake his head: "it's not the smell of fragrant wood, it's an extremely rare taste of medicinal materials." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
