The Musafir
Whispering Wind
After making sure there was nothing else he needed, Mantingan came out of the Chicken Jago Market. He walked towards the city gate.
In the city there are many people.
On a cold morning this does not dampen the spirit of people to work hard. They actually prefer to work in the morning blind, so that the coolness of the city fades tired. Including Mantingan, who was still not sweating after walking so far.
Mantingan thought not to go straight to his camp. It would be good if he went to the White Wind College and visited Rama—the chairman of the White Wind College who had helped him so much.
Actually Mantingan did not know the exact location of the White Wind College, but Kiai Guru Kedai explained that the college had its own way to lead its members who were lost when trying to get inside.
As to how it was not explained by Kiai Guru Kedai, Mantingan asked at that time only reply with a soft belt.
Mantingan will try to remember the streets he has been through. That is not an easy matter, because to remember an event three years ago in detail will sting difficult.
After passing through the city gate, Mantingan started walking on the road that was in his memory. Mantingan was not sure whether the path he chose was the right one. But he sincerely wanted to walk the right path, and hoped that the White Wind School would lead him in an unexpected way.
As the mantan gets deeper into the forest, the path through which it begins to narrow. The mantle stopped and scratched its non-itchy head. This was not the path he had in his memory. Or has the road that it has been through undergone a major change to become unrecognizable today?
Just a moment ago Mantingan stopped, the young man felt a gentle breeze caressing his neck from the front. A part of the wind entered his ear, and suddenly Mantingan heard a human voice.
“Follow this wind direction, Brother.” Gently speak the voice.
The smiling mantle sparkles. He experienced something similar three years ago, the day he was picked up by the White Mask Squad from White Wind College. It is the science of whispering that borrows wind power.
The wind was moving from in front of him, it meant that the Mantingan had to turn around walking in the opposite direction. Sure enough, the current chosen path was the wrong one.
The mantan continues to follow where the wind is leading it. When the wind turns to the right, it will follow it, as well as if the wind is moving in the opposite direction or in the other direction. The feeling he felt from the wind was quite obvious from the ordinary wind, the wind from this White Wind School felt cooler on his skin.
Mantingan's steps came to a halt as he hesitantly looked ahead of him. How could he walk if the one in front of him was a high blurred cliff that was difficult to climb? The wind continues to lead itself upward. Mantingan went around the cliff and made sure that the wind did not lead him wrong.
However, the cold wind continued to direct him to return to his original place, also continuing to flow upward. Mantingan thought for a while before sighing long, he thought to just obey what the wind was directing, he said, it is possible that after arriving at the top of the cliff Mantingan can see where the White Wind College is located.
The mantel snapped its legs firmly, darting rapidly upwards like an eagle. Half of the height of the limestone cliff had been passed through, by which time his body began to lose its ejection force and would move downwards. The mantan pokes the body forward, exerts a deep energy on the palm of his hand, then grips and sticks to the cliff wall.
Hand Mantingan that has been drained of energy in it should be able to perforate rock cliffs, so that he should not need a footing to climb the hill, just stick his hand on the cliff wall. But this time, Mantingan's hand was unable to punch a hole in the rock in front of him.
Mantingan's heart instantly thumped strongly as his body slumped downwards. Soon he sought a foothold or at least a basin on the rock as a handle. Fortunately, not far from where it fell there were stone basins that could be reached by his hands.
Mantingan looked at the cliff in front of him with an astonished look. His hand smashed iron. Supposedly, Mantingan hands that have been drained of energy in it can destroy rock even though, but this limestone he can not hole.
After a moment of thought, Mantingan completed his astonishment. He is happy. This hard-to-perforate cliff is definitely not an ordinary cliff. Mantingan can also feel the flow of energy inside the limestone cliffs. That meant, Mantingan was not on the wrong path.
The mantang jolted its legs once more, bringing its body darting all the way to the top of the highest hill. The very steep cliff top only has a quarter fathom as a foothold, but Mantingan can stand balanced even though hit by a big wind.
From the top of this cliff, Mantingan can see the expanse of forest covered with thick fog so that it can not be seen clearly, even from a height like this though. Mantingan did not hesitate anymore, the forest in the White Wind College was always shrouded by a thick, cold mist.
The grateful mantant had believed in the magical wind earlier. Now the wind is leading itself down. Mantingan down the hill slowly until it safely reaches the bottom.
With a robe that could regulate his body temperature, the Mantian no longer shuddered in horror if it had to pass through that thick fog in front of him. At high speed, Mantingan darted into the misty forest.
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The guidance from the wind made Mantingan quickly arrive in front of the gate of the White Wind College. As seen three years ago, the White Wind College was very different from the sinister forest and fog that surrounded it. The mantan seemed to find a hidden paradise here.
Several all-white-clothed warriors lined up in front of the gate with wide smiles, as if waiting for the presence of Mantingan.
“Brother Mantingan, we have been waiting for you for a long time.” One of them greeted Mantingan warmly.
The mantan smiled stiffly, but seeing this kind of familial attitude made his heart melt as well.
“Please enter, Brother. Chairman Rama has been waiting for you.”
“Thank you, please guidance Brothers.”
They both smiled and drove Mantingan into college. Inside, the disciples paid their respects to the Mantingan. One of the warriors who welcomed him explained that Mantingan was an old disciple who had just come here, so it was mandatory for them to welcome him.
Mantingan continues to be brought to the tallest building of the college, which has been known to be the central building. Only got there Mantingan by many people, starting from that time there was only one person who accompanied him.
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