The Sacred Flower Pavilion

The sacred flower pavilion

...The Sacred Flower Pavilion...

...Section 1...

In ancient times there lived various sects that lived together and side by side. The sect lived peacefully and happily.

The sects are black, white, neutral. They had very different customary rules in each sect. Especially the sect that flowed in white was in stark contrast to the sect of the black stream.

Actually peace and prosperity between the two streams is not without cause. Since long ago, there have been various conflicts that have triggered wars between the white sect and the black sect.

The cause is sometimes a trivial and simple problem but from that reason the war of the two schools cannot be avoided.

Wars between black and white sects continued and peace was never achieved in the history of this central plains continent. But that is not the history of this central plain continent. The history of this central plains continent began when the emergence of God warriors who were in a neutral stream.

The warrior god became a pillar and symbol of peace in the central plains continent. The presence of this god swordsman creates peace that becomes the hope of all warriors in the white stream.

The peace continues until the central plains continent becomes a continent that becomes the center of the best swordsman education.

The name of this central continent is the center of attention of all continents in this world. It was evident from the many circles of nobles from outside the continent who sent their sons and daughters to the central plains continent.

But unfortunately, from the various continents in this world only the middle continent has not become a kingdom. The central plain continent was famous for its powerful sects.

But because, every sect that has strict customary rules, causing this central plain continent to become a continent without kingdoms and the whole world dubs this central plain continent as the continent of the Thousand Sects.

The entire sect in the central continent was both white and black flow, so disinclined and respectful to the neutral flow sect. This neutral flow sect was the Sacred Flower Pavilion.

The Sacred Flower Pavilion Sect was a sect that had different ideologies with black and white flow. This sect desperately wanted peace and happiness, with the diversity of sects in the plains of this central continent.

Their ideology can become a reality because they become pillars and symbols of the first of both streams. Their success manifested their ideology because the sect head and their sect elders had reached the peak of the swordsman level.

Swordsman of the gods, that's right. The culmination of the warrior level is the warrior god level. Those with god-levels were able to flatten one region easily and the horror of the power of this god swordsman few knew.

Those who knew were none other than the sect of the white stream and the black stream who witnessed for themselves the power of the god swordsman. Starting from that, these two streams live in harmony and peace without any war.

Comfort and peace can run for a long time. All conflicts in the white and black sects were directly controlled by the neutral sects. All missions in both the white and black stream sects must have the direct approval of a neutral stream sect, especially missions concerned with different flow sects.

Decades changed and this was almost a hundred years old. The Sacred Flower Pavilion increasingly stuck its teeth in the central continental plains. Originally this sect was a small latitude sect this small sect had a god swordsman in decades this sect could become a medium sect.

A large city almost filled a mountain on the central continental plain. This neutral flow sect now had tens of thousands of members. You could say a middle sect, considering a large sect had as many as hundreds of thousands of members.

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...In a hidden place...

Several groups are seen discussing. They look angry and show a bad expression. They were discussing the extermination of a sect they hated.

“How were our preparations all this time. Is it time?" exclaimed the old man with his white hair and beard.

“Wait a minute! As long as we haven't fully matured, this plan will be a suicide mission only" replied a middle-aged man in his black coat.

“Truely, the strength of the god swordsman is truly terrifying.

When we do not prepare properly. Not only will our group be wiped out but this whole city could be lost off the map" one adult woman added.

This gathering of people was indeed discussing a mission of slaughtering a sect. The sect had ignited a grudge against this group. Yet this group, did not act rashly in destroying this one sect. Given that in the sect there are a lot of god warriors.

Even more surprising to him, this gathering was an alliance of white and black flow sects. No one knows why they tried to downsize a symbol of their peace. Whites also support the mission of extermination of this sect, even though having a civil symbol is their dream since long ago.

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the war!" the middle-aged man who served as the sect elder gave the task to his subordinates.

The man let out a long sigh, while recalling all his struggles decades ago.

“Basic stupid man! It is your folly that will cause the destruction of this world!"

This middle-aged man closed his eyes, himself aware of everything that was going to happen in the future. His face looked a little sad as he imagined that nothing would happen in a moment.

One by one, memories of everything that happened in his memory. Seeing a world so peaceful and prosperous was reflected in his mind but it was for a moment, his mind was distracted again by various painful events that he would see before his eyes.

“Hopefully you can continue this dream and my struggle!" the inner middle-aged man, who momentarily saw a baby not far from where he was standing.

One year passed.

“Our two preparations are ripe. Hundreds of thousands of alliance troops have been united with the average swordsman level at the top" said a soldier dressed as an assassin reporting on his duty.

“Good, now send some message senders to send this information to the entire sect head!" replied the old man with his white beard.

“A few more days will start. Make sure the guard is ready and prepare for battle! The ritual for the young master must be carried out immediately!" one of the elders gave the command.

“It looks like this will be my burial place. Hopefully the purpose of the sect head and elders can be achieved" one of the elders revealed his contents.

“Definitely succeeded, the sect leader and the elders had already prepared it carefully. We can't be daunted! if the sect elder did not do this, the balance of this world would be lost" an elder gave a spirit.

A bell rang very loud.

Tringgg-triyinggg tringgg

“It looks like there's an impromptu meeting."

“The elders seem to be preparing a war strategy."

“I will definitely give this sect a victory, will I ***** as soon as anyone dares to harass my family!"

The various expressions of the sect members filled the entire region. They have been told that there will soon be war. Not a few of them, who have no fear of death, because their homes here are worth more than the lives they have.

In a different place.

“We will move at night. Each team prepared a position and the elders were expected to move according to strategy!"

“Remember to move according to plan do not be rash and do not underestimate! The number is not the deciding factor of victory" this middle-aged man with a black coat and black hooded gave direction.

The war will soon begin. No one knows the reason for this war. Why are the two sects trying to downsize the sect that creates peace.

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