The Sword God of the South

True Sword God I

Deg!!!

Zhang Fei's heart instantly beat even faster. His feelings are also not directly because of.

When he heard the old man's words, Zhang Fei stood there.

Such a situation lasts long enough. His memories swirled, until he finally recalled his battle against the Perilatan World Grandfathers.

Zhang Fei could not remember the whole series of events. However, he still remembered that at that moment, the Sword of the God King had indeed slipped out of his hand.

Passed some time next, when he had started to be able to master himself, Zhang Fei again asked. "Where is the sword?" ask her nervously.

"Let's see, I don't know myself. But it seems, the Sword of the God King has been taken by one of your enemies" the old man replied.

The answer given by him was exactly like the lightning striking. Zhang Fei's entire body instantly suffocated helplessly.

He lowered his head and looked at his palms in turn. What is happening right now is a dream. What happened before is reality.

A reality that does not live up to expectations!

At the same time, Zhang Fei seemed to have lost his identity even following his life.

All this time, he had spent all his time practicing swordsmanship. For Zhang Fei, swords were everything.

Now, the sword that had accompanied him in both joy and sorrow had disappeared, how could he possibly be alright?

Although in this world there are still many other heirloom swords, but the Sword of the God King still cannot be equated.

There was not a single sword capable of replacing the Sword of the God King!

Zhang Fei not only saw in terms of his sharpness or strength, but he looked in terms of memories!

The sweet bitter memories of life he had already passed along with the Sword of the God King. Starting from himself often insulted by people, until finally flattered by everyone, the heirloom was always with him.

Not only that, even the sword had saved a piece of his life too often.

If only there were no God King Sword, Zhang Fei was sure he had been killed long ago!

The memories contained within that heirloom sword could not be described with words. Although there may be people who will consider it trivial, but memories are still memories.

Everyone who lives on this earth has his own memories. For others, those memories may be meaningless. But you must remember! Every person, every memory, has its own meaning that cannot be denied!

Long ago..A long time ago Zhang Fei stood like a statue. He didn't know what to do at the time.

"That's it, Zhang Fei. Forget that sword. As the Chairman of the martial world, isn't it easy if you want to have an heirloom weapon?" the old man in white finally said again.

His words sounded soft and calm. He even smiled warmly at Zhang Fei.

"Forget it?" he lifted his head and ventured to settle his face. "You think it's that easy to forget? Know it? To me, the Sword of the God King is everything. Within that sword were many memories that I had shared. How could I forget it?"

The anger within Zhang Fei instantly overflowed. He's really angry. But as much as possible he kept himself in check.

"Even though there are hundreds of heirloom weapons in front of me right now, they remain meaningless to me" he said.

He looked back at Zhang Fei with a deep look. Then continue again, "But, you can't be selfish like that. Isn't your biggest dream being to become a Sword God?"

"Yes," he said. "But without the Sword of the God King, how could I possibly be a Sword God?"

His emotions are still overflowing. But for some reason, he suddenly felt that there was an invisible subtle force slowly entering and absorbing into his body.

The more Zhang Fei saw the face and smile of the all-white old man, the calmer his feelings became.

"Without a sword, you can still become a Sword God" said the old man.

"How is it?" Zhang Fei asked quickly.

"Before continuing, I want to ask first, do you know what the Sword God is?"

"A person can be called a Sword God if he can already fuse with it. The sword is he, and he is the sword. They complement each other,"

"Right, exactly," the old man smiled even more warmly. "Then, has it come this far, you have fused with your sword?"

"I don't know,"

"Jawab only," the all-white old man urged a little.

"Maybe almost," Zhang Fei replied a little hesitantly.

"No, no," the old man shook his head several times. "You even just stepped foot to become a Sword God. What you've been fighting for is nothing more than the usual things that warriors do,"

"I don't understand,"

Zhang Fei was puzzled by the words of the old man before him. But on the one hand, he also began to feel interested and curious.

"Okay, I'll explain it to you. If you are able to understand, then you will be able to reach the Sword God stage. But otherwise, until at any time, you won't be able to reach that stage,"

Zhang Fei nodded. In that instant he immediately poured his heart and feelings into the white parents.

While the old man, he had looked at Zhang Fei from top to bottom for a while.

"Look," he began to speak. "It's true what you said earlier. But there's still a continuation. A new swordsman will be called a true Sword God if he has succeeded in removing the sword and inserting it into the soul,"

"So that in the end, his whole body will become a sword. Both his hands were swords, both of his feet were swords, both of his eyes were also swords. Anyway, from top to bottom, it's all swords. A sword that has been fused, blood and flesh with it,"

"This stage is the most difficult. Almost every warrior who has a dream like you, they fail at this stage. You know what's causing it?"

Zhang Fei shook his head. Because he really doesn't know.

"Because those people are still relying on their weapons! Not relying on himself. Like you for example!" the all-white old man ended the remark while pointing at Zhang Fei.

Deg!!!

Zhang Fei's heart was beating again. Unknowingly, he looked at himself as he muttered, "Is there something wrong with me?"

He kept thinking about it and looking for answers. But despite trying to think, Zhang Fei still did not find any answers.