The Musafir

Golek Psyche Named Kana

TRUE, the initial assumption that the Savrinadeya Sword is nothing more and nothing less than an ordinary sword, not a mustika weapon that however can cut the ends of the hair into seven pieces.

Even though the Sword of Savrinadeya had been flowed with an enormous amount of profound energy, but still its sharpness had not increased at all.

However, Mantingan never looked at that sword called Savrinadeya with one eye. For if the Unnamed Woman could defeat the Sixth and Fifth Cagak at once with her sword, it was certain that the sword she used was not just any sword, which for cutting jerky alone was incapable. Even if the Savrinadeya Sword seems to be an ordinary sword, then there must be some kind of special science that makes the sword able to kill formidable opponents like what the Unnamed Woman did. And however, the girl had hinted to her that the knowledge was stored in the Thousand Drops of Water.

All Mantingan needs to do is continue to study the Book of Savrinadeya even though it seems futile and a waste of time. Of the approximately 500 books stored in the Thousand Drops of Water, only the Book of Savrinadeya contains sword arts. Other books contain witchcraft or records of the Unnamed Woman, which he has not read.

And how valuable all the books that are in the Thousand Drops of Water, so to be able to enter the place also requires expertise that is not just any skill, but also, for a dark hallway that seems to have no end will mislead anyone who does not follow his instincts.

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INTERSECTing two weeks later, Golek Jiwa who had been Mantingan to finally find the word over. With a height of about half a fathom, stocky, shaped like a statue of a guard commonly found at the gate is also commonly referred to as Dvarapala, and armed with a mace, That Soul Golek looked creepy as well as adorable. Mantingan himself after seeing the form of his Soul Creole can only scratch his head that does not itch.

The Soul Golek had long ago had a name, even before it was completely finished though. Mantingan named him Kana, although his form and appearance did not resemble the current Kana in Champa at all.

The Mantang then sat cross-legged right behind the Soul Golek. As a person new to the Control of the Soul Creole, the new Manten could control Kana by sitting cross-legged. As for experts, it was not difficult for them to control the Soul Golek while flashing though.

Mantingan then framed his hand which was now fully charged by the inner energy. Although the Red Sanca Science actually uses the smoke from the hornbill as an intermediary to channel magic, but Mantingan really can not suck the smoke from burning tobacco in the shell. Of course, before saying he couldn't, Mantingan had tried it several times, which always ended in his choking throat. After all, hasn't sucking on a hornbill been shown to create a deadly disease?

So Mantingan change the science in such a way that the smoke can be replaced with the Yarn of the Soul, the smoke can be replaced with the, that is with a kind of thin thread made of inner energy that connects his fingers with the Soul Golek so that it can be controlled as it should. Of course, it takes a long period of time and the ability to read high marks to be able to change a silat science.

A total of five Soul Threads shot from the fingers of the left arm of the Mantingan towards the Soul Golek before him. Then with an extraordinary concentration of mind, Mantingan tried to move the golek. The two steps of the Soul Golek began to step forward accompanied by a small wooden clack sound. Although the movement is still stiff and if it cannot be used as a tool to attack or defend, but what Mantingan has managed to do is a very good start.

In controlling the Soul Golek to make a simple move, one needed at least a year. However, Mantingan managed to do it in just two weeks, it was also interspersed with other silat learning activities and also coupled with the work of sculpting Golek Soul which took a lot of time. It was obvious that Mantingan had created a major breakthrough in terms of magic, because indeed no one had ever been able to do such a thing with him.

The Mantingan then moved his fingers simultaneously despite the different directions, which almost simultaneously made the Soul Golek in front of him swing the mace forward. The young man then smiled awkwardly as he realized that such an attack could never hurt anyone.

Mantingan then practice controlling Golek Psyche throughout the day, because the mastery of Golek Psyche lies in the many exercises rather than the many sciences. The mantle makes many movements, such as jumping or rolling, although all of them are still with rigid movements.

The next day, the Mantingan came out of the Thousand Drops of Water, because the Tapa Balian must come in the near future. As previously known, Tapa Balian will come once a month to deliver supplies to Mantingan. However, Mantingan did not know whether the calculation of his day was right or wrong, so every day in the last five days he always came out of the Thousand Drops of Water, in anticipation if the calculation turns out to be wrong.

Although Tapa Balian had said that he would camp for one or two nights if Mantingan had not come out of his cave, still Mantingan did not want to trouble the old grandfather who had aged it. It is better to go back and forth down the dark aisles like nothing, than to let Tapa Balian camp one or two nights outside the cave.

And of course, Mantingan also invited the White as his friend. Even if the animal can not be spoken to at all, Mantingan still feel a little comfort and security with the White. How in that very quiet cave, Mantingan found no one to be friends, so the dove was slowly transformed into his friend.

After coming out of the mouth of the cave, a fresh breeze and warm rays of sunshine greeted him. Something Mantingan did not feel at all. However, this time not only the sun and wind welcomed him, but also Tapa Balian and his grandson named Pomegranate!

“God, Kids Coats!” That's how Tapa Balian waved his hand while leading his horses carrying supplies to the mouth of the cave. It was clear that they had just arrived.

“God, Mr Balian!” The mantel countered back before stepping quickly closer to them with a warm smile.

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Thanks for all the advice. Looking forward to my next new work.