The King of the Sword King
Heron-embroidered Cloak Flies to Nirvana

Morning runs fast towards noon. Then the day passed faster like a runner, and before long the twilight began to come, the temperature began to fall.

The sky is not yet dark, it looks yellow and orange, night birds begin to fly looking for prey and night creatures listen to the sounds of nature at night.

The young man, who had made eight holes in the land of the Sihl Mountains, suddenly floated

descending from the sky, with beautiful movements like gods. Not long later, from his storage ring, he poured a barrel of liquid into the eight holes of the pool he made this morning, he said, its like liquid from its storage ring was like its inexhaustible, flowing alternately filling the eight ponds.

Never think that liquid is ordinary water. It is a special liquid, which when you try to approach the young man, and try to smell the water, rest assured at once also your head will feel dizzy. Verily the water the young man poured was an intoxicating potion, a wine potion distilled on the basis of a recipe and a copy of an ancient potion, when the young man was in the town of Biramaki.

The air is now as thick as soup, filled with the intoxicating aroma of wine and alcohol specially formulated, deliberately allowed to spread everywhere, throughout the Sihl Mountains.

In a dimly lit atmosphere, in vain the rest of the West's Mentari rays, the young man took out a musical instrument known as Guzheng. He sat cross-legged on the highest rock hills and began to pluck melodious song songs.

The rhythm of music that evokes the spirit and makes the soul feel rebellious flows out of Guzheng's quote with the technique of Death Musicians (Devil tunisians).

He planned to play the composition of the song in succession. At first the skillful fingers make passages of tones that make the feeling like being played. Sad rhythms that make people feel homesick.

"When gugu season comes !"

The one-on-one audience, starting to arrive that is the animals of the night, sat down, glued to pay close attention to the soft music.

Finished with the first composition following the second song.

"Winter in the Cliffs of Fairy Cliff"

Eve magic flowed, drugged but made all the listeners of the song feel the heart became strong, the soul of the fighter rose.

"Something has happened yet !" his sizzle, as he glanced around with the corner of his eye. It seems that what the young man is waiting for has not come yet. Though the aroma of wine and wine is so sedating, thick intoxicating and inviting the taste of anyone to come enjoy the night with a cup of wine in hand, accompanied by a professional Guzheng excerpt.

The young man seemed to remain patient and continued to play the music of the devil Tunis while saying in his heart

"Kesabarang will eventually bear sweet fruit.

I await your arrival, O great creature" inwardly as I continue Guzheng's passage.

"The third composition ! When Spring Comes !"

Instantly the magic air that carried warmth and tickled the dantian until it was warmly churned sounded. Two Canon that have passed, will the third canon also not bring influence? ask the young man in the heart.

Stay in the spirit, the fourth canon passage is heard ..

"Summer in Elf Country !" now that the ultimate song was plucked, the soul power of Immortality instantly ambushed from the youngster's mind.

It is clear that the power of death musicians mixed with this immortality cannot be denied, can no longer be resisted let alone rejected by anyone !.

At that moment, it felt like the Earth was shaking. The trees sway to the left and to the right. This is when the hunt, the big creature that the young man wants, begins to show a reaction.

No one can resist the power of Immortality in this world. Indeed, the Summer Song in the Elf Country was deliberately quoted by inserting the power of the Immortality. The eyes of the young man are open ...

"Finally you showed up too !"

Then .a voice that sounded so old and old, a voice that sounded as if it came from a very far and very deep place. The voice came from the devil from hell. Said

"What kind of man do you want?" what haven't been seen yet.

"The big creature !since dusk began pegi, I painstakingly brought wine, deliberately invite you to drink to drink to hear music with me. Why did you show up so long?" sima Yong said coldly.

The voice snorted..

"Why are you disturbing the silence and tranquility of this place?

What do you mean by playing those soul-seeking songs?

What does it mean to fill the pool with alcohol?" the voice was silent for a moment. Further

"But I'm not afraid !I have long fallen how to be immune from drunkenness like my ancestors" and then slowly from the darkness of the night 8 pairs of shiny eyes, looks so big. Following those sinister eyes, a mahlu appeared and gave Eve a terrible oppression.

It was eight extremely large snake heads. The young man noticed the appearance of the great creature, not afraid at all. He even noticed, above the heads of the 8 snakes, there were symbols and symbols of evil.

That is the symbol of the soul, the symbol of the ghost, the symbol of evil, the symbol of the devil, the symbol of the world of death and the symbol of life after death. Everything is mixed into one whole body with eight tails. It looks so horrible. He was so big and similar to a being that came from the depths of the hell world alone.

With a faint smile, the young man did not look afraid in the least. While still plucking the plucking Guzheng in his hand playing the Summer Rhythm in the Elf Country, he said

"Hehe .. nor would I be too stupid to use tricks or ways that were done for thousands of years ago.

The story has even become a Legend and a myth known to everyone. Why use such a trick?" he said a little laugh.

"Looks good. I came here to challenge you in a life-and-death battle. I know the relics of Patriarch Guan you've mastered.

Before we fight, I want to honor you as the leader of the Eastern Continent's Bijuu horde. Drink, enjoy. Perhaps this is the last wine you will taste in this world !"the young man said defiantly.

"Haha.a useless little creature. Thousands of experts have come to challenge me, wanting to seize the relic. And ka was the only one who was most confident" he laughed then gave a cold snort.

The creature continued with a sneer...

"You are nothing but a meaningless little creature. I thought you were brave enough to challenge Yamato no Orichi, this matchless eight-tailed Bijuu..

Alright I will follow your game" said the arrogant Yamato no Orichi.

The big snake then raises his whole body. He looks really terrible. With a body full of moss, and small trees along his body. The mahlu length though unlike the story, reached 8 mountains lined up, but it seemed to be very long. Then each head of the Bijuu Yamato no Orochi sipped one pond for one head of the snake.

Time passed slowly but all the drinks had been consumed by Yamato no Orochi. The young man stopped playing his music and said

"Have we been able to start this fight?"

The old and ancient voice immediately said

"Let's start !"

Instantly he directed all his strength from his eight tails. The world felt like it was torn to shreds, the sky looked like it was cracking and the earth was as if it was going to become dust. At that time 8 heads of the snake simultaneously jumped and pounced on the young man.

Wush !

The young man only snorted coldly. He waved his hand which held a Meihua sprig, eight times. That was the 8th step of the matchless sword technique, a technique that had 45 changes in the swirling movements of the sword. The eighth step was a technique specifically created to defeat anyone who fought using magic power.

8 Meihua's flowers fell from heaven at that very moment. The giant snake was split into 8 pieces with its neck detached from the body.

The world is fast becoming silent.

The power of the dark magic attack used by Yamato no Orochi vanished unceasingly, with just eight hand-waves, a technique of the eighth Step Unrivaled Sword.

"It's All Over ! Go in peace !" again he waved his hand. Then the black Heavenly Flame slipped from his palm, and those black sparks

it fell onto the pieces of the eight-headed snake, burning them to ashes.

The story of the eight-headed Bijuu ended in the eighth movement of the Nine Tada Tanding Sword.

From the remains of the dust of the snake's body, a single object in the form of a long robe, was thrown out and immediately captured by the young man.

The cloak looks so beautiful, woven using the feathers of a stork whose motif looks alive. Carved embroidery depicting a heron flying towards Nirvana, looking as if it were alive.

That is the 8th relic owned by Sima Yong

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