Black Swordsman
# Please Give a Hint
What happened made me stunned. Eliminate my Pride, all kinds of feelings raging in the mind.
I picked up the eagle again critically. There was a slight movement from the golden-eyed eagle that was being critical as my qi energy channeled. Without waiting for long I ran out of the cave. All one thought about was the sect of the holy heart. Jumping from another tree to my sect. Anxiety relieves fatigue.
Dark clouds began to wade through my every step. The shadow of the sect members seemed to be real nurtured by the eyes.
The night grew darker as it reached the top of the hill, on the slopes and the valley these sect members stayed. A huge white lightning struck the hillside, the rumbling of the wind coming along with the rain falling.
An even greater flash descended into the valley, at first glance some members of the sect were lying dumbly on the first lightning spot and the other members were just stunned in anxiety.
After the second lightning sounded the rumble of the landslide hillside. Sadness, regret piled in the heart into nothingness. When the heart feels empty, lightning comes to the body. Destroyed my body leaving a floating soul.
Two golden silhouettes descended, displaying young minds before me.
"your battle is not over, your soul will be confined to the dust and only the weapons of the stars of the sky can set you free" the young man said. I just keep quiet in regret.
"in mustika is divided into four spaces which are engraved with soul science, learn and guide your helper later. this mustika I will plant in the head of the sky golden horn that you kill and a gift for you both eyes of your eagle also I plant as well, enter the eyes of the eagle to your helper" he continued
"wussss" arrived back into the cave and I planted it in the head of cycads.
Many years with the body of a python circling mountains and forests. Many animals and robbers that I swallowed to absorb his life energy and soul. While the ordinary people who are hunting always I let it go.
"ahhhhh" urged patriarch lion to end the story.
"so patriarch lion is just a spirit" said Chuan
"that's how, then why did you get to this place" asked the patriarch
"i'm just wandering" began chuan telling me, my name is chuan from the east end, wandering to seek experience while my main goal is to the white sand sect.
"two elders who guided me, but did not raise me to be his disciple" I said
"he only asked to join and help the white sand sect" I continued
"ohh, still consider them your teachers in your heart, to enter the white sand sect, you must be careful" explained the patriarch
"please give me a hint" said chuan
After sighing, patriarch lion then suffered. The white sand sect was founded by two warriors: the dragon swordsman and the god healer.
No one could match the two at the time. It became one of the largest sects in the south. After the foundation of the powerful sect then the god healer continued to wander.
All the affairs of the sect were charged towards the dragon swordsman. Within the sect was divided into two, the western and eastern pavilions. The western pavilion under the guidance of the dragon swordsman disciples, specialized in printing swordsmen. There were hundreds of outer and inner disciples, but not many core disciples, because the system was too strict.
The eastern pavilion was only a hundred inner disciples. Guided by the god's physician disciple. They were too closed, only focused on maintaining the herb garden and making pills. Although there were no specific criteria for entering the eastern pavilion, there were few enthusiasts.
"But right now the white sand sect is just a small sect, ahhh" exhorted the patriarch lion stopping his story.
"what happened to the patriarch" asked chuan
"when dragon warriors focus on cultivation to enter the god realm, then practically only elders take care of the sect" the patriarch continued in the story.
The retreat of the dragon swordsmen brought up a dispute among the elders. Long ago the income of western pavilions that relied on escort and mission businesses began to decline.
Business competition is so tight because other escorts are also supported by the sect. The dispute between the eastern and western pavilions was increasingly intense in both.