The Northern Sword God
Invitation Letter
Hei Jian's plain eyes glared when he saw the rough cloth that was now painted patterns of sword movements twitching.
"I-it.. You can bring up the flying sword moves on that wrapping cloth? You also chose ..."
Hei Jian moved his hand, though,
"wush"
The rough cloth sheet flew towards Hei Jian. Then with a smooth movement the sword-wrapping sheet opened, stretching before the little boy.
"Ah... It felt like I hadn't seen this thing for a long time" he stroked the rough cloth that displayed a reflection of the movements of a sword technique.
"Is this a sign that we will be venturing back in the world of this Lake River?" hei Jian's eyes increasingly poked, showing a longing for something. So bright that the light in the eyes of the child looks like moonlight on a full night.
Hei Jian immediately turned his head towards Sima Yong. He said,
"Be closer"
Sima Yong then approached the little boy, he asked,
"Why?"
"You're fooling me!.
You woke me up first. After that it made me even more surprised when you easily made the sword wrapping cloth, displaying a reflection of the Flying Sword Technique...
You are the chosen one !"
Sima Yong was blown away when he saw Hei Jian's eyes poking, reflecting a beautiful-looking light, to the point that he didn't notice Hei Jian's intentions clearly. Ask a question that sounds a little stupid,
"Why? Was it too difficult to display a reflection of the sword technique in his wrapping cloth? Doesn't that just require someone to read a love poem in a copy of the poem isn't it?
Well, although I must admit. To persuade and wake you up, it's harder than I thought.
But as you can see, in the end I managed to persuade you to get out of the Black Sword isn't it?
I figured.. Everyone may be able to do the same if they have the desire and know the way. To figure out all these tricks, I think it's just a matter of time, right?"
Thus smoothly the words flowed from Sima Yong's mouth, and did not notice that Hei Jian's face, the sword-wielding boy showed a bored look. Hei Jian looked angry.
"Cloth.." Hei Jian the boy knocked Sima Yong's head hard.
"Ooh..! Y-you little boy, why are you clapping my face so hard?" Sima Yong was so shocked when he slapped the little boy.
Instead of being afraid, Hei Jian's eyeballs grew increasingly glaring, furious..
"I'm an old man who's too old! Even I have wandered in this world, long before your grandfather's grandfather was in the world.
So it's appropriate that I'm clawing at a boy like you, who talks always recklessly. Saying that to wake me up, this sword spirit can be done by just anyone.
Didn't you know? even if anyone does the same thing as you, read aloud the notes of the love poem, or even stroke the black sword day and night.. If the spirit in those two things is not pleased with that person, we will not awaken and present all of this to you.
We. the spirit in this thing chose you. You did not choose us !" Hei Jian looked extremely angry. The little boy turned his back, turned his back on Sima Yong.
The firm and hard words that Hei Jian uttered, made our young man ashamed. Sima Yong slowly approached Hei Jian, the spirit of the Black Sword.
"Ers.. Hey Jian the old man. Can you forgive me? I didn't really mean to hurt you. To be honest, I thought that all the things that happened were mere coincidences.
Never did I think that it was the sword spirit that chose his heir as it was now" the young man's voice sounded sincere.
Hei Jian's slowness finally became a subside of his anger. He turned his back and said,
"I forgive you for once. Never again assume that a sword spirit can be enslaved by any expert"
Sima Yong said,
"It won't happen again. I promise" his finger lifted up like someone who was taking an oath. Hey Jiang now looked even more relieved. The little boy said later,
"I am the one you woke up. Then the key to the Flying Sword Technique was also revealed by you.
Now I want to ask, will you wander with me in this lake-river world? Together we'll go on a rampage until you break through the legend as the Unmatched Sword King?" Hei Jian looked into Sima Yong's eyes fixedly.
"I want. I'm Sima Yong, willing to travel in this Lake River World with the Black Sword and Flying Sword Technique, exploring the world to pursue the dream of becoming a peerless expert !" Sima Yong made his promise.
"Good !. Let's start practicing that peerless Flying Sword Technique" Hei Jian said.
******
"You're lucky. The ability of your attack power has reached 50 million jin, the same power as the standard strength of ahl SAGE at the fifth level.
If only your attacking abilities were below that standard, I'm afraid you would have an accident after executing the Flying Sword Technique" That was what Hei Jian said when he saw Sima Yong make the Black Immortal Sword dart quickly by carrying the aura of a black dragon, breaking through the void.
Each Sima Yong moved his hand, all it looked like was a black sword that turned into a wisp of dark black fog smoke, the form of a flashing dragon carrying an extremely thick killing intent.
******
Since Sima Yong's tenancy was over (he spent the remaining three days practicing Flying Sword) then got ready to get out of that rental room.
Before they came out, Hei Jian looked up at Sima Yong,
"You should try to find the Sword King's Relic, at least a fragment.
Currently the ability of the Flying Sword Technique would only serve 10 parts of his total 100 parts attack power ability.
At a minimum you find the relic fragment, then I can activate the Black Immortal Sword ability by 45 parts out of a total of 100 parts..
Right now my strength is too weak to bring out the entire ability of the Flying Sword, without the relics of the Sword King.
Do you understand? Again, try to find at least a fragment of the King of Swords relics"
"I get. You don't have to worry" whispered Sima Yong.
Hei Jian smiled in satisfaction. Then the little boy's spirit disappeared into the Black Immortal Sword, which Sima Yong then wrapped in a rough cloth wrapped in a sword.
******
Sima Yong came out of that cultivation room, after a whole month of practicing inside. When he came out, our master felt the gazes of some of the people in the Burning Hell hall looking at him with concern.
When they stared back at those people, they hurriedly threw their faces away, not daring to look long at Sima Yong. When he was still stricken with a sense of wonder and curiosity, without him expecting someone to block him.
"The ling-ling? Why is your face so pale?" ask Sima Yong.
Doubtfully Ling-ling thrust out a single sheet of invitation scrolls without speaking.
"What's this?" sima Yong asked confusedly.
"A-you can m-read the contents of his master refiner" Ling-ling answered the question hesitantly.
The young man spread out the invitation letter scroll, and he read out loud.
"Challenges open, life and death. Challenger ; Devil Hand Student"
Sima Yong read once more, then looked at Ling-ling who now looked terrified.
"Rank Ten Most Holy Semidevil Hell of the World, challenging me in a life-and-death fight?" Sima Yong was funny. A rank ten Semidevil challenged someone who was not ranked at all.
Ling-ling, the girl looks even more frightened. The Ten Most Holy Semidevils were not things he could touch. When the invitee gave the thing to him, the man warned'
"Make sure the refiner understands and comes in the day of the challenge. Otherwise, your life even all your relatives will be the refiner's sin launderer" Ling-ling shivered when she was threatened like that.
Sima Yong returned in his indifferent style, asking Ling-ling.
"When is the battle invitation schedule?" he's yawning. I think he wants to rest for a while.
"Tonight. Just when the first fart starts. The location of the battle was the arena on the fifth and ninth borders of Hell.
It used to be a battle arena, because the inhabitants of the ninth hell and the fifth hell would be present to watch, and bear witness to a deadly duel" Ling-ling replied.
Sima Yong walked away from the Hall of Hell Burning, leaving behind a dumbstruck Ling-ling, then he shouted.
"Tell the invitation. I'll be there before the first fart"
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