Lightning Demon Swordsman
The Sacred Sword Sect
Lin Yu only woke up after the morning, he who had been in his room since when, immediately remembered the old man who yesterday helped him to awaken his potential. And he could feel it now, his current body was like it was filled with spiritual essence energy which although it still did not know the level and how he could use it the boy looked extremely excited.
The snot boy immediately rushed out of the room, himself then looked for the old geezer to his favorite place in the morning, well this was a bit strange for a medium stage Spirit realm cultivator whose hobby was fond of cooking. But this is only taught because he really prefers to live alone and does not want to be accompanied by the ladies.
Lin Yu the boy could smell the fragrant aroma of the spiritual mushroom that was above the old grandfather's furnace.
"The fragrant mushroom!"
Plaque!
"Whoa-wh!" lulu Yu who was directly hit using a wooden spatula before herself approached was about to pick up the mushroom. This is common and has been a morning ritual for both of them, almost this week.
"Wash your smelly face and mouth. Just ate!" sergeant the old man while removing the mushroom from the top of the furnace.
Lin Yu was of course grimacing in pain from the punch that made his forehead blush every morning, yet somehow the story told the boy instead felt a happiness he had never felt before.
***
After doing some morning exercises in early spring! Liu Wei for the first time took the snot boy to the sect after two more years of hiding him inside the house. But not by flying or riding a magical heirloom! except by walking.
Liu Wei knew that he might not be able to teach Lin Yu martial arts for beginners, because he rarely trained people in beginner ways until his ego made him lazy.
Liu Wei the old man only gave the middle-class blood manual to Lin Yu and also only gave a theoretical explanation, he said to be great one must abandon the ego and seek experience on their own. It doesn't make any sense! that was the thought of Lin Yu who was actually already clearly visible from his face that actually wanted to be taught directly by the old Grandpa.
But yeah never mind! he must make peace with it.
Gluduk-gluduk!
Hundreds of medium-sized mountain stones, perhaps as big as heads seemed to roll down from the cliffs above Lin Yu and Liu Wei.
Lin Yu the young man looked panicked, while Liu Wei looked ordinary.
"Old grandfather!" shouted Lin Yu who was only looked at flatly by the old man Liu Wei.
Gluduk-gluduk!
Swoshis!
In a single wave of hands from his robe formed like a faint aura dome making the flow of stones move paths, hovering above Lin Yu.
Lin Yu who saw him looked surprised was also impressed, the shadow in one wave of hand alone could already save one life, what if he had even stronger strength?
The old man Liu Wei saw Lin Yu's admiration for his nurse, and this was what he wanted when he took Lin Yu down the mountain by walking. Because sometimes the mountain was landslide quite often, the old man wanted to prove to Lin Yu if he said not just a theory, but really the fact he was great.
***
A few minutes after passing through the downhill stone road and forest. The two of them finally reached the outer courtyard of the college, which seemed to have its bottom lined with solid blocks of stone.
Many of those disciples looked to pay their respects with fists while bowing as the old geezer passed by.
Even some of the guard disciples who saw the elder enter the gate, had already run back to tell the chief disciple, that the old man from the North cliff had come to visit.
It's really strange when you live in a circle but rarely meet and visit, that's the atmosphere of the householder Liu Wei and the people of the Sacred Sword sect. Because in his heart the old man existed and there was no such thing as an insignificant sect, because the person he knew as a friend and also the leader of this first sect had been killed by being trapped in battle. And the old man suspected some of the people he felt had something to do with the tragedy.
Other people might have only heard the rumors of the sect's sheepfighting with the Holy Golok Emperor, though, but Liu Wei knew that although the Emperor often threatened his friend, basically, the three of them were real friends, it was not true that the Emperor killed his own friend.
And ever since then the relationship of Liu Wei and the sect people became tenuous, even this old man had reached the early stages of the spirit realm long ago, but he always hid it and claimed he was still unable to break through to that realm because of an obstacle.
***
Arriving at the archway in the majestic-looking pavilion, he was already greeted by several hard-working pavilion chiefs in the sect. And one of them was Qian Rou the head of the musician pavilion who was also his second disciple after almost 70 years of being a swordsman.
"Qian Rou saluted the teacher!" said the woman in her thirties but still looked very beautiful with that elegant bun makeup, to the old man who also made Lin Yu gap.
"This old man has such a beautiful disciple?" his inner yet he could not cover up which instead made the old man who saw him smile mockingly.
Behind Qian Rou looked also a female disciple who seemed to be of the same age as Lin Yu came forward while saluting Liu Wei as well.
"Qian Bing's! salute the teacher's grandfather!" the little girl was so resolute that it made Lin Yu who was behind Liu Wei startle.
"Hehe, so I have a granddaughter disciple too? nice, nice!" liu Wei said as she rubbed the little girl's disciple's hair slowly.
The little girl named Qian Bing certainly saw the silhouette of the boy hiding in Liu Wei's buttocks then asked her teacher.
"Teacher who is he?" point Qian Bing at the snot boy which made Qian Rou instantly look at the hiding boy.
"Eh right! why didn't I realize it? Your teacher-?"
"Let me explain! I want to see Gu Yanlang first to discuss something." sergeant Liu Wei who could only be taken in by his disciple Qian Rou.
***
A while later in the glory hall the sword was already crowded by the pavilion division heads and the sect head also seemed to be already there. This is very rare considering it has been more than 5 years, since the old man said he wanted to shut himself up in liberation training and he visited by bringing a boy?
This was certainly a question for some of the chiefs and elders present, whether this old man used to be really closed-door cultivation or was going into a daze.
"We sect juniors saluted Grand Elder Liu of the Northern palace! please accept our respect, Great Elder!" they said in unison while cupping fists.
Indeed, he did not expect himself to still be very respected in this place even though he did not contribute anything, uh wait if you could say the biggest contribution of Liu Wei was to make other sects reluctant to this sect.
Because after the murderous disaster hundreds of cultivators believed to have happened 500 years ago by the legend of the holy swordsman! over 200 spirit realm cultivators and dozens of saints died suddenly! even the greatest deaths were also from among the untold martial Emperor realm. Made hundreds of magical ancient manuals extinct before they were taken down.
In that case, thanks to that saint swordsman the world of immortal cultivators in the eastern Mystic Continent became degenerate far away!
