Crazy Duck Swordsman

5. Rajah puser

Three full moons have been Sastro at the top of Lawu mountain, precisely in the Braholo valley to hone his skills in Kanuragan and soul training, and the three full moons were also Sastro in the kingpin like an heirloom in the hands of a blacksmith, hit in the bend on the burn and then hit again on the burn so that the body and soul of little Sastro can develop into a swordsman who chose to fight. All the suffering in the torment on the soul and body of Sastro small to form a capable physical and mental in order to be able to face the challenges in the future.

"Instant......!!'' Call the black-clothed old geezer to call his disciple, and the steaming cigarette smoke filled the air around.

"Yes master.....!!" The little boy answered and approached.

"Quite your training today....!!! you go now to the spring wash your body so fresh later that night on the full moon I want you to meditate on the iron rock there...!!" resi Sawogaling's orders to his student.

"Self teacher....!!??" ask wirang while scratching his butt.

"Hh...h....h....!! yes no...kalo both of it is the name of chatting is not as mediocre as a moron boy...hehehehe....!!!" The old man chuckled his head while stroking the little boy in front of him.

"Alright teacher all teacher orders will be self-directed to do....!!" Answer the wirang or Sastro marmoyo while walking towards the spring to take a shower to clean his body.

"Yes, take a quick shower and come back...!!" the orders of the Sawogaling Resi to his disciple. Without answering any more the little boy ran towards the spring under the lodging of the Sawogaling Resi, the slender body of Wirang jumped from the rock to the other rocks along the valley, it looks very light and light movement of the little boy in down the path to the fountain shower.

The Braholo Valley of the night was like shining brightly as a result of the perfect round moon light because that night was the night of the full moon, seen Sastro marmoyo meditating by sitting cross-legged hands crossed in the chest. it had been almost half the night that the little boy had emptied his mind of cultivating the taste and creating concentration centered on the great hyang, the great one, from a distance Resi Sawogaling can be seen sitting while holding a cigarette klobot with smoke and thick steaming fire filled the air around and his eyes never budged his attention from the body of his student who was in the cold the air of the valley at the top of Mount Lawu, the most mystical mountain in the land of Java.

At first glance, a thin fog overshadowed the wiry body and in a matter of seconds emanated a light blue color beam out of the wirang ubun then the beam enveloped the little body of the boy, the little body of the boy, And the body was emitting a thin smoke billowing slowly into the air.

"It's time.....!!!" Said the old man then his vulnerable body bounces into the air at an incredible speed so fast it only looks black shadow and tail of fire from his clobot cigarette and down right behind Wirang's body.

"Heeebb.....!!!" The gnarled old man's palm was attached to the ubun Sastro Wirang marmoyo and a golden light entered the sweet potato of the little boy with a rush even felt by the energy of the Sawogaling Resi in the channel sucked completely, making the old body tremble and look cold sweat as big as corn hanging on the face of the cigarette swordsman klobot of the Braholo valley.

"Learnest.....What power is in the body of this damn little boy why all this time I couldn't feel it.....!!!" The old man's grunts were in his mind.

"Hiiakk!!...seet...siuutt.....tab....!!!" in an instant Resi Sawogaling's body was in its original place, while Sastro Wirang's body began to return to normal and the supply was over.

"It.....!!!" Call the old man while holding his disciple's back.

"Yes master.....!!" sastro Wirang replied as he opened his eyes.

"Enough as you are a good boy, now rest the day is ready by morning" Resi Sawogaling ordered to his students.

"Good grandfather teacher.." replied wirang and immediately came down from the iron rock and went to the hut to rest according to the orders of his teacher. While the Sago Galing Resi is not out of thought when channeling internal energy into the ubun Sastro marmoyo aka wirang ningratan feels like there is a great power in the body of his students that has not been detected by cigarette swordsman klobot the powerful mandraguna.just a glance was seen by the sharp eyes of the old swordsman a Rajah like Cakra issued a blue light that rotated around in the ubun ubun little boy.

"What figure is that in this ubun ubun kiddi..., a rounded figure with the image of the twin chakras revolving around the ubun yamun...hemmm...., it is fitting that the spirit of the teacher's eyes tell me to save this boy....??!" the Sawogaling ruman resi in heart. That night the eyes of Resi Sawogaling did not want to be invited to rest and fly to dreamland, his feelings were so curious about what he had just experienced, just this time the Sawogaling Resi was not able to regulate the rhythm of time channeling core energy into his student body even as if all his inner energy would be sucked out if the Sawogaling Resi did not immediately finish what which has been done to provide a flow of magic air into the body of his student. And the feelings of Resi Sawogaling are so enthusiastic to be more serious in educating his students to become martial world figures who can be role models of white warriors.

Meanwhile, in the hills of Gupak Warak si Bongkeng is also very active in learning the style of copet and high-level kebatinan science, although sometimes his behavior makes the king of Gupak Warak copet upset but what is done by the teenage boy really makes the copet king Gupak Warak impressed with his sincerity in practicing the sport of Kanuragan and by devotion. That night the Copet King Gupak Warak felt the breeze so fresh Sepoi stroked his wrinkled face, the night animals sang merrily among the bushes as if singing a Gending that could make a soul. But among all that beauty, the copet king Gupak Warak is not a swordsman yesterday afternoon, the devotion and experience of his life adventuring in the mortal world makes all Indra his body is very sensitive to the sign of nature, understandably he was one of the Wahid class warriors in the land of Java Dwipa, the king of the copet felt there was something big event that he would witness. Not yet had the old swordsman fumbled what if he would see from a distance his ears were very sensitive to hear the gusts of wind thin as a result of the effect of people running fast using the science of lightening the body perfect.

"Sat...ss...ss....!!" The sound of the wind was split by the speed of a dark black thin body behind the black shadow that shot towards the Gupak Warak hill was decorated with a bright red furrow burning as large as an elongated marble following the shadow running was like the tail of a comet falling from the sky. And because of the tail of the bright light was also the Copet Gupak Warak so he knew who was in a hurry towards him.

"Hemmmm...apparently the Sawogaling Resi leg who ran like a dog chasing towards here, what is it that the kang resi came here so hurried..?" Guman king copet Gupak warak in his heart. Not until a drink of black shadow tea was already in front of the gate of the hill Gupak Warak which at that time the king of copet Gupak Warak was standing in the middle of the road just between the hill gate in the form of two banyan twins.

Wwuuss......Ssrriiiittt..sreeeccxxx.......!!!!" The sound of sandals from buffalo skin used by Sawogaling rishis rubbed against the ground and dried leaf leaves that fell under the big banyan tree.

"Hee...e .he...he....!! sorry kang resi happened to be on my way here because the weather is so good and bright kang.....!!" Replied the copet king Gupak Warak while chuckling at the expression on Sawogaling's face.

"Luckily I was quick to run me if not I Reo can split your rotten body hit...!!! he...he..he..., Warak Gupak I want to talk to you about something..!!" Said Resi Sawogaling while sitting on a large rock under the banyan tree.

"What is the problem with Resi....!?? how to run like a dog.h.hhh...." Kekeh Gupak Warak while sitting next to Resi Sawogaling.

"Woooo...cengesan..seriously this me......bangsat ..!!" Said Resi Sawogaling while glaring at her haunted eyes at Gupak Warak.

"Yes.iya kang talk...gitu aja angry, soon kang kang if angry like angry....!!" Gupak Warak replied with a smile.

"Indeed we already smell the earth...kok,...woooo you've never eaten a stone spoon yah your mouth is.....!!" Racau Resi Sawogaling was still upset by the words of his best friend.

"Hhh...hhh....h...h..h!!!" Gupak Warak can only laugh.

"You remember that boy you brought....Gupak Warak's...!!"

"Yes still remember to..new also some full moon....!!, how the development kang....!!" Answer Gupak Warak asking about the situation of Sastro Marmo aka wirang.

"That's what I want to talk about with you old bastard.....!!!" The grunts of the old swordsman while exhaling the cigarette smoke of the tobacco typical belonging to the old swordsman and his face stared at the full moon that illuminated the Gupak Warak hill with its light. Then Resi Sawogaling talked about his student about the rapid progress in these few full moons and the most surprising thing about the Gupak Warak copet king was the word of the Sawogaling Rishis who uttered the earth-pusher Rajah.

"What....kang are you talking about.....!?, the earth-pusher diagram....???" Asked Gupak Warak as his eyes bulged probing the words of Resi Sawogaling that had just been said.

"Yeah...., that's what I want to talk seriously about with you son of a bitch ....!!" said Resi Sawogaling with a mimic who is happy sabatnya already understand what will be discussed.

"To my knowledge, the earth's navel tattoo is only owned by the legend of my great-grandfather's era swordsman...! who was given the gift of the earth-pusher rajah by the great hyang...,a very powerful figure of legend mandra used but it was three hundred years ago kang.....!!" Say Gupak Warak with a serious face mimic.

"That's it.., and the world will be the coming of a warrior who cannot be defeated, because anyone who can open the knot and master the earth's navel diagram he will become a warrior who is very difficult to defeat....!!" Resi Sawogaling said his best friend.

"Well kang resi later when it's time for the boy sakang Resi let travel eradicate Angkara wrath, please order him to stop by at Gupak Warak here kang.....!!"

"Do you also want to be his teacher, too, old bastard....hemm....!!" Resi Sawogaling asked with her eyebrows rising next door and the smoke of the clobbered cigarette filled the area around the two of them chatting on the full night.

"Rear of Resi..Let me give him a little advice and provisions that I can kakang.....!!! at least if you do not want to be my student yaaahh...become my adopted grandson is also not papa to kang.....!!!" Gupak Warak replied with a slight lowering of his tone.

"Hhh..hh. ..hhh....!!! satan bazaar....., may you put down some of your useless magic science Gupak Warak, but please do not once you teach him the style of your copet....I don't like.....!!!" Say Sawogaling sage while throwing his face away.

"Heeehhhh..he...he...h...., calm down kang resi I have prepared who will continue my style of copet, I promise I won't give the kid a copet style....!!" Gupak Warak replied while chuckling.

"Okay Gupak Warak like the day I want the morning I say first....!!!, Heeb....b......,sretttt. wuusssss......!!!!" With one jump the body of Resi Sawogaling darted quickly between the shoots of the bush and only visible black shadows and the tail of the sparks of his clobot cigarette that still gagged in the mouth of the old rogue swordsman that's. Meanwhile, the King of Copet from Gupak Warak hill can only look at friends and sisters who can share grievances and exchange experiences in living life as a master swordsman in Java respect friends and opponents.

"Thank you for preparing a warrior candidate who will protect this land from Angkara wrath!!" Said the old man as he passed back to the top of the hill towards the podokan for a rest. After the conversation between the two great figures of the white-flow martial world, the, gupak hill gate twin warak feels silent only the animals of the night are still singing enjoy the bright night bathed in full light and the sparkling of thousands of stars adorn the blue sky.