The Sword God of the South

The True Sword God Il

"So, how can I become a true Sword God, sir?" zhang Fei asked after a while.

"That's easy. You simply empty yourself and put the sword into the soul. Empty is content, and content is empty" replied the old man with a warm smile. "Basically, man has a special power that no other creature has. It remains how the person himself, whether he can use that power or not,"

Zhang Fei nodded a few times. At least, he began to understand what the parents had said.

Every word has a deep meaning of life. Zhang Fei understood this. And it seems the old man was deliberately giving figures in the form of puzzles so that he sought his own answer.

"All right, now I'm starting to understand. I promise you, as soon as I'll find an answer to all this" he said excitedly.

"Good," said the all-white old man while nodding. "If you can find the real answer, then you can be like me, too,"

Simultaneously with the completion of the remark, Zhang Fei suddenly sensed that there was one enormous invisible force.

That power felt like a sword. Eve a really sharp sword. As long as he wandered in the martial world, as long as he fought and met all sorts of figures under the heavens, it felt like Zhang Fei had never felt this much power.

That instant also his entire body instantly trembled as if it was exhausted.

"Tu-tuan .. who ... who are you?" zhang Fei asked with trembling lips.

"Call me White Dragon Swordsman, son of Fei! Fight on! Raise back the dignity and dignity of the Zhang Family. Don't let you embarrass your ancestors,"

That voice sounds far away. Suddenly the figure of the old man who was sitting on the rock immediately disappeared out of nowhere.

Zhang Fei was really shocked. He immediately shouted as loudly as possible in the hope that the old man who claimed to be the White Dragon Swordsman could come back to him again.

"Lord Swordsman White Dragon ..."

He instantly returned to his conscious state and instantly woke up from his sleep.

"Chairman Fei? What was? What's going on?" a guard who was standing at the door suddenly came in and approached him.

Not long after, his partner also entered the room.

Zhang Fei looked at them with a puzzled look. And vice versa.

"Ah, no, no. Maybe I was dreaming" he replied after feeling calm.

"Oh, alright, Chairman Fei," the guard then took a drink. Afterwards, he and his partner immediately returned to guard outside.

While Zhang Fei was, until quite some time, he still sat down and did the dream he had just passed.

"Put the sword inside. Empty was the content .. and the content was empty," Zhang Fei continued muttering those words until several times.

A few moments later, he decided to continue his sleep. Because at that time his head felt dizzy.

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Two weeks have passed back. The situation in the Persilatan World Chairman Building currently looks crowded. Everyone was happy, because Zhang Fei had recovered as he had.

One day earlier, everyone in the World Security Council had no one to believe in this incident. Let alone the workers, even the figures who had always been by Zhang Fei's side did not believe that he could be cured in just two weeks.

How not? The injuries he had suffered at that moment were really severe. Even his life was over the horns.

Everyone knows about that!

But who would have thought, two weeks later, the entire wound had dried up. Even the condition of his body has also returned to normal as usual.

If not to witness it in person, no one would believe this!

At that time, when everyone was busy praising and talking about him, Zhang Fei was actually locked in his private room.

He had given orders to the swordsman there that no one would dare to disturb him.

"Otherwise, there's any problem, please don't bother me for the next three days" he said as he texted the guard.

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No one knew what Zhang Fei was doing in his private room. It was just that, everyone had agreed that no one would disturb him.

So for the next three days, they could only wait for Zhang Fei to come out of the room and ask what he had done.

Meanwhile, especially for Zhang Fei, for three days of silence in the room, then during that time he meditated.

Zhang Fei was trying to find the answer to the riddle that the White Dragon Swordsman had given him in his dream.

Meditation on the first day failed. The second day began to find a bright spot, until in the end, right on the third day, Zhang Fei managed to find all the answers he had been looking for all along.

"Hahh .." he opened his eyes and rose to his feet. Zhang Fei immediately wiped the sweat on his face. A few moments later, he went to clean up.

Zhang Fei only came out of the room after the sun had set and the night began to greet the face of the earth.

He walked towards the back room that is usually used to relax for the main characters. Once arrived, it turned out to be true the previous assumption, there were already the Grandfather of the World of Slaughter following two beautiful girls who were gathering while drinking wine.

"Child Fei!"

"Zhang Fei!"

They cried out in excitement when they saw his coming. Everyone stood up while smiling at him.

Zhang Fei returned their smiles. He paid his respects after being in the presence of those important people.

As soon as he sat on an ordinary bench, Yao Mei directly poured wine for him. While Yin Yin Yin directly gives one fruit bakpao meat contents.

The two girls gave meek service. Zhang Fei felt both moved and happy.

First he received and finished the wine Yao Mei gave. Then he immediately ate the bakpao of Yin Yin to run out without rest.

"Thank you. You two are really good," he said with a smile towards them.

"Why should you thank me? This has become our duty" Yao Mei said with a laugh.

"Yes, that's right. So you don't have to thank me" Yin Yin continued.

Zhang Fei laughed immediately. He doesn't say much anymore. Only a pair of hands stroked the heads of the two.

"Child Fei, how are you doing right now?" asked the Shadowless God Arak after a while.

"I already feel better, Master Kiang," Zhang Fei replied with a smile. He then tried to bring out "his new thing".

The entire room there was instantly enveloped by an extremely dense sword air.