Chapter 10: Kong Sanping

What a strange matter! What does he really mean? Is he hinting at something... " Chu He felt a sudden jolt in his heart and hurriedly walked quickly up the mountain

Upon reaching this point, Chu He could not help but feel a surge of excitement in his heart. He was uncertain whether this era possessed the white wax pole spear, but if given the opportunity, he would not mind acquiring one for himself

The next day, Chu He, who intended to inquire about the whereabouts of the ragged old man, was awakened early by Tong Yuan. The two of them went to the martial arts arena outside the courtyard, where Tong Yuan began to teach Chu He his inherited spear techniques

Although Chu He had this impulse in his heart, he currently did not have a suitable firearm to wield the internal family staff, and thus could only think about it. Previously, he had inquired, but the activity range of the Zhao and Sun villages did not include the white wax trees he needed.

Tong Yuan nodded slightly, remaining silent as he once again wielded the iron spear. This time, his movements were extremely slow, yet Chu He observed them with great clarity. When the spear technique reached its peak, Tong Yuan's gaze became like lightning, and with a speed akin to a flash, he thrust the spear seven times in quick succession, each strike impossible to defend against. Chu He felt his body tremble slightly, and an involuntary chill ran through him.

As soon as Chu He arrived at the summit of the second mountain, he spotted a thatched cottage partially visible on the hillside of the third mountain, along with a lush expanse of greenery.

Tong Yuan turned his head and looked around, pointing towards a mountain on the left and said: "Since you are a disciple of the Daoist immortals, it is certainly possible to meet. That person is located halfway up the third mountain, beside a thatched house, where there is a rather orderly grove of white thorn trees, clearly visible from the foot of the mountain"

"Brother Tong, do you know the identity of that old beggar guarding the tomb?" Chu He carefully put away his gun after mastering the key points under Tong Yuan's guidance, and asked Tong Yuan, who was about to leave.

Uh! The master has not mentioned it!" Upon hearing this, Chu He felt a sudden jolt in his heart and immediately shook his head and said

Brother Tong, your marksmanship is direct and incredibly powerful. With a single shot, you can surely defeat your enemies. However, if you miss that shot and expend your strength in vain, won't that leave you vulnerable to others taking advantage of you? Have you ever considered this flaw?" After observing Tong Yuan's marksmanship, Chu He gained a certain understanding, marveling at the strength of Tong Yuan's skills while also pointing out the existing shortcomings.

Thank you, Brother Tong! Chu He waved his hand and took the iron spear, feeling that it was extremely heavy, weighing approximately seventy to eighty pounds. Without hesitation, he only wished to see the old man as soon as possible, not noticing the slight look of pain on Tong Yuan's face.

As he gazed at the receding figure along the Chu River, Tong Yuan slowly returned to his home. His aged hands caressed the place where he had lived for nearly a decade, and a trace of reluctance arose in his heart

Tong Yuan couldn't help but be taken aback, a look of hesitation appearing in his eyes. He let out a long sigh and asked Chu He, "Did your master never tell you?"

Haha! I am Kong Sanping. You may return and inform Tong Yuan that from now on, the cage is broken, and I shall roam freely in the world!" Saying this, Kong Sanping did not even glance at the Chu River, laughing heartily as he descended the mountain.

At this moment, a young man dressed in a scholar's robe and carrying a long sword approached along the mountain path. His eyes shone like the bright moon and stars, and he walked with a considerable presence, yet his brow was furrowed, as if he were troubled by some concern

There it is! Chu He, leaning on his iron spear, with a head full of vigor, felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart. As he imagined the scene of meeting his descendants and those of his predecessors, Chu He could not help but yearn for it, yet a trace of worry also lingered in his heart

He took a tablet from the inner room, carefully wiping the dust off it, murmuring with tears streaming down his face, and by the end, he even got his words mixed up

If that old man is not a descendant of the Yin-Yang family, what should I do? How should I face my senior with the right mindset?

Chu He frowned, for he had never heard Tong Yuan mention that a youth named Kong Sanping was coming. He felt that something was amiss and could not help but turn his head to look, only to find that Kong Sanping had long since vanished without a trace

Originally, the two villages, which were at odds with each other, managed to resolve their grievances through this incident. That night, the village chiefs of both villages jointly held a celebration and invited Master Tongyuan and his two disciples, along with Chu He.

Master, your esteemed instructions have finally been fulfilled by your disciple! Young people have their own paths, and it is not for me to interfere. However, I feel a pang of conscience and cannot bear to linger here...

This is not about Chu He mastering the art of gunplay, but rather that during his practice of the secret Tai Chi long spear, his master had once pointed out a few differences between the iron spear and the white wax rod long spear. Since he began learning the Tai Chi long spear on Wudang Mountain, he had witnessed his senior brothers performing. At that time, his senior brother used internal energy to wield the white wax rod long spear, sweeping away heavy weapons such as the Spring and Autumn broadsword and the horse spear, leaving the other brothers in a state of submission, a scene that still seems vivid in his memory

The name of the gun technique is Seven Flash Guns, signifying the swiftness of lightning and unparalleled ferocity. Chu He gazed fervently at this set of gun techniques, yet different waves stirred within his heart.

The villagers' warmth was hard to resist, and the four of them drank to the point of complete intoxication. On the way back, Chu He cried, Zhao Yun vomited, and Sun Lin laughed, while only Tong Yuan walked behind with a heavy expression, his mind filled with unspoken thoughts.

"The marksmanship I have developed in recent years is simple in technique, yet extremely difficult to master. Today, I impart this skill to you, hoping that you will spread this marksmanship far and wide!" As he spoke, Tong Yuan carefully took out a manual wrapped in cowhide from his bosom, which contained the records of this marksmanship.

Chu He respectfully clasped his hands and smiled, a hint of joy on his face as he said: "I understand now! I didn't expect this marksmanship could be applied in such a way. I wonder if this marksmanship has a name, dear elder brother?"

Can you see the changes?" Tong Yuan asked Chu He.

If the internal family long gun and this shooting technique were to merge, what kind of shock would it bring

"Oh? Good sir, have you come from https://m.hetushucom.com via Tongyuan?" The young man glanced at the iron spear in Chu He’s hand and politely clasped his hands together as he inquired.

Chu He felt a sudden stir in his heart, quickly clasped his hands in thanks, and then hurriedly walked away. As he passed in front of Tong Yuan, Tong Yuan spoke with a hint of peculiarity: "Take my iron spear with you, and I hope you do not miss the opportunity!"

After tidying up his luggage briefly, Tong Yuan released a cage of white doves that he had kept at home. Only then did he hastily write a letter, feeling lonely as he carried a tattered bundle, riding a fine steed while glancing back every few steps, and galloping along the mountain path with a hardwood spear in hand

The losses in the villages of Zhao and Sun were not significant, with only a dozen or so houses burned down. Fortunately, the grain was preserved, which allowed the more than 200 residents of the two villages to have enough food to last until the next harvest.

Chaotic thoughts accompanied Chu He as he walked along the way. Before long, he arrived at the foot of the mountain. Crossing the mountain stream, he saw a small path leading straight up the mountain from the base. Feeling a surge of urgency, he immediately set off towards the mountain without any hesitation

Chu He scrutinized the young man, took a deep breath, and firmly gripped the iron spear in his hand. He cautiously replied to the young man, "Hmm! So you also know Brother Tong?"