Two Sovereigns
Babolit61. The Young Lonely Monk
The Sun Intan Temple, a Shrine that had power on par with the powerful Sects of the Jade Mountain Sect. It was just that they always held low status and did not interfere much in the world of Cultivators so it was because of that. The Sun Intan Temple was not very famous, but no one had underestimated their strength.
The monks at the Sun Diamond Temple learned a body defense technique called the Diamond Body.
It is not nonsense about the name because when trained to a certain degree the Diamond Body will allow turning the body into as hard as a diamond. It was because of this that they were respected in the Cultivator world.
Not to mention their role to eradicate the Demon and Demon Beasts that attacked the village or small town around them, not infrequently the Disciples of the Sun Intan Temple traveled to seek experience. Their goal was to hunt down the Demon and the annoying Demon Beasts.
Wu Long, a young disciple of the Sun Intan Temple. He grew up in the Temple from infancy, as in fairy tales.
Little baby Wu Long was then abandoned in front of the gate of the Sun Diamond Temple with just a cloth and a quilt of feathers, when the Sunlight Temple disciple found the crying Baby Wu Long.
Since the average of the Sun Intan Temple disciples was male, the disciple was confused. Feeling very sorry for the little baby he brought to the only woman in the Temple. Who was none other than the elder in the Sun Intan Temple.
The woman looked happy when she saw the little baby that was brought, for her who could not have children she took care of the little baby and gave him the name Wu Long.
“You came in the year of the Dragon, may you be blessed.” The woman held the baby Wu Long with a smile.
Now that the little boy had grown into a dashing young man, his body was not very sturdy but it was very sturdy when viewed.
Wu Long traveled around the Yang Empire seeking experience to exterminate the Demons, initially he was very confident in his strength. But not too long ago he fought against hundreds of Demon and five Demon Generals alone made it realize that he could not work alone, especially when he saw the Genius group of the Yang Imperial Nobles.
It was difficult for him to blend in to have a team, Wu Long was a loner. He only obeyed the rules set by the Mahaguru Temple so he inevitably had to go out to seek experience and do good to the community.
If there was no way he would currently only be silent in the Temple reading the Sutra and practicing the Diamond Body.
Wu Long's steps continued in the middle of this lush forest, his steps were extremely graceful and full of prestige.
“I must hurry to another village,” inner Wu Long firmly, although with his face that is aloof and indifferent but his heart cannot lie. He was eager to help the person who was likely attacked by the Demon.
It took up to several hours for Wu Long to arrive at another nearby village.
But when he got there and saw this whole desolate village he couldn't help but sigh. He was late to come to this village.
The streets of the village have been littered with blood, there are also remnants of the Demon's presence here. For a moment he took out a compass from the pocket of his robe.
“Siluman here is dead?” he murmured softly upon seeing no reaction from the compass he was holding.
“Looks like Young Cultivator Nobles have finished them off,” thought Wu Long while walking down the village.
He suddenly felt the aura of Cultivators around him, guarding him down the street.
“Hey Bald!” A loud shouting voice rang out behind Wu Long.
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Ne Zha, Han Xiao, Su Lihwa, Xia Shiva and Nuren Yexing were still resting comfortably on the house in the village that was attacked by the Demon overnight.
Ne Zha suggested that they rest longer, after all the time to hunt the Demon was still long. They accepted Ne Zha's advice, fighting continuously made them tired as well.
While running around in the forest he accidentally discovered a 1000 year old Herbal Spirit Blood Ginseng, han Xiao's luck could be called excellent as it was not easy to obtain a 1000-year-old Blood Ginseng in the wild like this.
He rushed to return to the village, actually this Blood Ginseng was useless for him because he could absorb the Blood Essence from Cultivators or other living beings easily, he said, but it was different from Ne Zha who had to condense his own Blood Essence. This Blood Ginseng is very useful for his best friend.
Han Xiao cheerfully hummed a few songs as he walked into the village, his eyes were rounded when he saw the figure of the white-robed young man and had a bald head of plontos.
When Han Xiao saw the image of Intan that was accompanied by sunlight, he knew the emblem from his memory. It was the emblem of the Sun Intan Temple.
He really did not expect there to be a Monk like in the previous world.
“Hey bald!” Han Xiao shouted out loud.
The young man immediately turned his body and looked towards Han Xiao, a aloof expression clearly stamped on the bald young man's face.
“Young people what's wrong?” He was none other than Wu Long, he was not angrily shouted bald by Han Xiao because it won in reality.
“You're from Sun Intan Temple?” Han Xiao asked back as he approached the young man.
Wu Long nodded lightly, “True, the servant is a disciple of Sun Intan Temple.”
Han Xiao's eyes twinkled after seeing Wu Long a few times, through the memories of the Sacred Tiger his knowledge was extremely broad about appraisal towards others.
“You have the ability, better come with us, we will exterminate those ugly Demons hahaha.” Han Xiao said cheerfully.
“We?” Wu Long understood that word.
“Yes we, I have four other friends in this village. They are resting, last night's fight was exhausting,” Han Xiao explained.
“Han Xiao!” The carefree youth extended his hand to Wu Long.
Wu Long flinched upon hearing the name, although the Sun Intan Temple was steeped in the world of therapy Cultivators some things were common in the Yang Empire they knew very well.
Han Xiao, he only knew of one such name in the Yang Empire. It was the Third Prince as well as the golden child of Emperor Yang Qian.
“Hey why daydream?” Han Xiao shook his hand.
Wu Long came to a realization then he shook Han Xiao's hand.
“Wu Long,” Reply.
“Good name.” Han Xiao nodded and smiled cheerfully, “Let's go to my friend,”.
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