The Northern Sword God
The Old Friends Meeting
The three body figures then ran quickly towards Sima Yong, bumping into each other and then they hugged each other.
"Niyadi's.."
"Hattaudas"
"Tan Yuwen"
Sima Yong was moved when his two comrades two races of judade and one race of humans embraced him warmly full of a sense of friendship. It felt like they hadn't seen each other for a long time. Of course, this made the emotions between them overflow.
"Look at you." Sima Yong said as he patted his three friends.
"You guys look great. Has your experience in the East and West made these two men look more mature?" sima Yong said in praise.
Then he looked at the big girl..
"Niryadi.your cultivation is no less rapidly increasing than our last meeting !"
But Sima Yong's praise instead of making them proud actually made three of his friends blush in shame. The truth indeed showed that Sima Yong's cultivation was the highest. Quasi Nature Crossing Immortal !
With a reddened face from puffiness, Niryadi said.
"Brother Yong need not be overly complimentary. Even the three of us feel very embarrassed if in line with you.
Ye Bing Qing and brother Atid have told me a lot about your war in Middle Wayah" Niryadi said, unable to hide his jealousy. In his opinion their journey - West, North, East and Middle - was extraordinary. Not as boring as he who became just a Southern City waiter.
Ye Bing Qing with Atid just smiled from the direction of the stairs. They let four of their friends let each other miss.
Indeed, the experience of Niryadi - when the lottery in lepmar between the five herds, he only obtained lottery tickets only stay or live in the southern region. Of course she became very jealous of the experiences Tang Yuwen and Hattauda had told her about. Challenging adventures with heroic tales, battles and their adventures in the East and West.
Plus again after the arrival of Ye Bing Qing with Atid Ananada. The enchanting stories and mystical events in the Northern Old Town that the Elf girl told about the stories of war in the Regional Eater Hill, the, Padang Bidadari Central Region there made Niryadi and two friends speechless in a sense of charm.
"With such a lot of experience, your cultivation has also broken through in the SAINT realm" said Niryadi unable to cover up the jealousy of staring at Ye Bing Qing at that time.
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"That's it. Let's eat first. After this we just exchanged stories and experiences" Sima Yong said. He knew, Ye Bing Qing now looked prominent, far above the three of them.
The six sat down at the dinner table and began to open their stories. Hattauda narrates his experiences in the West, and Tang Yuwen narrates his adventures in the East. Niryadi just kept quiet and felt somewhat inferior.
"I saw your face almost fall to the ground of Niryadi, no worries. There will be a surprise for you later" persuaded the young man.
Sima Yong secretly assessed the development of his comrades. Hattauda was in the realm of the Holy Enlightenment Realm 8 . So did Tang Yuwen. The arrow expert was cultivating in the same realm as Hattauda of the 8th Sacred Enlightenment Realm. While Niryadi was still starting in the early rank of the Holy Enlightenment Realm.
"The development of their cultivation was so slow. Low-quality resources and minimal combat experience against high-ranking experts are difficult to spot in the South.
I'm not surprised that Ye Bing Qing soared so much leaving behind these three comrades" inner Sima Yong.
But he did not express his opinion. They continued eating happily.
After they finished with the meal together, Sima Yong said breaking the silence.
"In the next few days, I'm with Atid going across space and time to go to our Silver Continent.." Silent...
Niryadi, Hattauda, Tang Yuwen looked like he was shocked. And with the dissatisfied face of Niryadi - the always outspoken judade girl asked.
"So quickly they left us. Though I still want to ask for a hint of some cultivation technique" his face was a bit disappointed.
"Brother Yong, can't you delay your departure?" continued.
Like getting wind, two other friends then expressed their opinions,
"Really... are we allowed to go with you? We think that a new experience in the Silver Continent might add to our experience and open our horizons" Hattaudha said. This is a difficult request in.
With a laugh Sima Yong said.
"Look..
I will go with Atid to the Silver Continent for some business. If you really want a challenging adventure, as well as sharpening your skills, I think Ye Bing Qing can take you on a journey to the Northern Region.
Look.. In the north there I even have my own Domain of buildings and dungeons - like those of the ancient sects. Well, I'll set up some kind of sword sect there. Follow Bing Qing looking around" then she reached into something from the spatial ring.
"This pill will help you to quickly break through cultivation. Consume these pills and then you practice sword techniques and attack techniques of double speed. There is one dungeon in my sword domain, where practitioners practice sword speed techniques" Sima Yong.
Hurriedly he gave each of the three people an eighth level Nirwana Enlightenment Pill and a Body Formation Pill (Bodhistva), in the hope that no one would argue.
Luckily he saw the faces of the three friends turned happy. The shadow would have a gloomy face because it was refused to wander on the Silver Continent gone already...
"The journey to the Central Region is no less challenging. Even training in Brother Yong's sword dungeon, is an irreplaceable opportunity with anything" Ye Bing Qing explained to smile.
"Agreed !" three people answered happily.
"Then, let's eat !" hattauda shouted happily.
"Register me in your sword sect Brother Yong. I will be the first practitioner from the South to declare myself joining your sect" Tang Yuwen said as he gulped down a cup of wine.
"I am too !"
"I am too !" the words Hattauda and Nieyadi go together.
"Then let's toast" Ye Bing Qing asked. He raised the water-filled cup of those words high (the water of words is arak).
"Repeated !"
"Cheers !"
Excitement at the dining table of the Southern Summer Pavilion. Loud sounds of joy could be heard from the second floor of the restaurant which Sima Yong had rented. About payment? What is the Blue Manna that becomes a means of payment. Sima Yong had an inexhaustible legacy of the Bat King and the World Hell.
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The border of the Cursed Desert of the Continent of SIlver
The moon looked like a shining ring, timidly peering out from behind the dark clouds that enveloped the entire plain. Time has just entered the second fart - not too late, but also not too early.
The soldiers from the Eastern Haiyang Empire along with the horde of Cultivators occupied the Defense Fortress for two weeks. His form, in that great army, was secretly composed of many high-ranking martial artists and masters of soul power or Magus witches.
The soldiers and the high-ranking soldiers had not yet slept, all sitting in front of the glowing bonfire dancing like glowing snakes.
Suddenly...
The sound of music chanting rhythmically heart-wrenching sounds incoherent. It sounds too far away, so it does not immediately make everyone become interested in turning their eyes away.
But slowly and surely, the more here the sound of the lute or Guzheng or Zhitter (circuit) is heard louder. The rhythm is a rhythm of pain, making anyone who hears it seem to remember the distant hometown. The effect on some people, in fact, this rhythm brings emotions of sadness and hti become upset because of remembering loved ones who have long gone.
"Close your ears !" shouted a man wearing all-white clothes. He was a Magus, a magician who in the previous war he controlled the weather to damage the defensive fortress.
But dear very dear. The Magus' warning was too slow. There were countless soldiers who had fallen tumbling, roaring and crying in pain.
The magus itself had now turned pale in face. Sitar's voice penetrated into his mind, trying to break through the sting of ants biting the body. He was trying to control himself from the music attack.
The wind blew fiercely, when the voice of Sitar stopped. From the direction of the black clouds appeared two body figures drifting down. The two figures landed his feet and stood in the eyes of a tall wooden tower, which was not shattered in the broken lightning. Their figures looked so majestic, robes and clothes fluttered in the wind. Silence did not shake at all.
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