Ling Tian's
Second Message from Teacher
Jamal nodded his head.
"Well Jamal, before you continue your training. Now you help the teacher repair all this damage,"
"Good teacher."
The two of them worked hand in hand to fix the shattered surrounding area with power in the soil element. A few moments later the order was over. Both of them breathe.
"Please continue your training. Oiya, if you want to test again the results of your heirloom. Do not forget to make a protection formation first so that the area of destruction is limited. Do you understand?"
"I understand the teacher,"
"Alright, teacher go first,"
"Yes teacher please," courteously Jamal.
"Wassalamu'alaykum,"
"Wa'alaykumussalam warohmatulloh."
Jamal again sighed in relief, he was grateful not to get angry from his teacher. He also could not imagine if the dimension he was studying shattered, going to be carried away where he was?
'Alright, let's take a break and then move on to the second ingredient, ' murmured Jamal.
The days passed, Jamal had made a variety of heirloom weapons, ranging from swords, spears, bow arrows, daggers, to secret weapons such as shuriken and needles. The level of his weapon is also not a canned weapon, Jamal managed to forge a saint level heirloom, one step below the heirloom of the god. What an amazing talent!.
'With the heirloom of this nirvana spear or the sword of this slaughter god, maybe I can destroy this dimension. Hehehe, ' muttered Jamal. He still vividly remembered that time, when he demonstrated the peak form of the Cloud Sword Book with a red level heirloom. The warrior Jibril or his teacher came with a grim face and was angry with him. Moreover, the two heirlooms in his hands were saint level heirlooms. Jamal doesn't want that to happen again.
He did manage to make some heirlooms other than swords, but because he did not have the style, Jamal just put his work in the storage ring as a collection.
***In the real world
Bendekar Jibril came back to Abah Yai Jamal. He said Jamal was done in all his training. Starting from practicing deep energy, moves, formation seals, alchemists, and also forging weapons.
"Hmm, that means it's time he was sent to the Azraq realm dimension" Abah Yai said.
"You're right, it's time,"
"Have you changed your personality?"
"What do you mean you're acting silly and talking like a speech?"
"Haha. Yeah, that's what I mean,"
"Currently, you take it easy, he has changed and even changed a lot! That damn student is also now calling me old teacher,"
"Puffff. Haha... My brother is the best at teaching,"
"Tch" grumbled the Swordsman Jibril.
"It's bang, it's also for her good too. Relax it. Relax,"
"Cihhh, relax your bald spot." limp Swordsman Jibril.
The two younger brothers continued to talk about their talented student figure. Laughter often adorns the chatter of two large and authoritative figures. If anyone else knew that Abah Yai who is very respected by everyone in ridicule and even said to be bald by the Swordsman Jibril even laughed out loud, they must have thought that it was not real aka a dream. But it is actually so.
"Yes, tomorrow you will bring Jamal here to prepare everything. Also allow him to stay in a world of dimensions for today" said Pendekar Jibril.
"Okay bang, I just resigned the same brother how good,"
"All right, brother's saying goodbye now,"
"Ready bang,"
"Asalamu'alaykum,"
"Wa'alaikumussalam warohmatulloh."
Swordsman Jibril made a complicated hand gesture then disappeared like a ghost. In an instant, he appeared within the world of Jamal's training dimension and floated high above the sky. He saw Jamal sleeping under a big tree.
"Yo, it seems to be relaxing again" he said to Jamal.
"Guru, hehe so,"
Jamal immediately stood up and saluted his teacher.
"Yes that's how teacher, I managed to make a saint-level heirloom weapon," said Jamal then pulled out some of his wrought heirlooms. Two of them are Saint level.
"Hmm, great. Teacher is proud of you,"
"What do teachers want to be proud of? Even I haven't been able to create a god-level heirloom like a teacher, even if it's using rainbow star materials," Jamal limps.
"Haha. Be patient, one day you can. Oiya, the teacher has met Abah Yai.mu, the teacher also asked permission to him so that you stay here today,"
"Lho's? What else is the teacher?"
"There is nothing, only today the teacher will transfer all knowledge about martial arts to you. So you have to absorb it well,"
"Certainly that?" jamal's eyes were shining brightly.
"Yes, after that you will bring the teacher to your abah yai. There are some things we want to say to you. Now sit down and get ready,"
"Good teacher."
Jamal immediately sat down taking a lotus stance. He began to close his eyes as Swordsman Jibril held his forehead. Slowly a bright white light shot out from the tip of the teacher's index finger and entered.
"Aaaackkk."
Shouted Jamal because he felt intense pain in his head. The pain made Jamal's head like it was about to rupture.
"Look down, relax your mind and absorb it slowly" said the Master.
Knowledge of how to sword, use a spear, draw an arrow, throw a needle and all kinds of martial arts are slowly absorbed by Jamal. And right, it took a day in the real world for Jamal to absorb it all.
After he finished, Jamal slowly opened his eyes with bright smiling lips. How not? He has inherited all kinds of martial arts. That really makes him happy. Yeah, very happy.
Pendekar Jibril then told Jamal to clean himself and prepare for sowan or face Abah Yai, Abah Saggaf.
"Are you ready?" ask the Swordsman Jibril.
"Every teacher." steady Jamal.
Then Swordsman Jibril made a seal of space and time formation to shorten the journey. Not intermittently, the space dimensional passageway was already in front of the two of them.
"Let's go in!"
"Let's get a teacher."
The two entered the hallway, five minutes later in the living room belonging to the ndalem or Abah Yai house there was a crack in the room.
'Hm. It seems to be coming soon, ' muttered Abah Yai.
Five minutes later, the hallway of the dimensional space had opened perfectly. Jibril and Jamal came out.
"Assalamu'alaykum,"
"Wa'alaikumussalam warohmatulloh." replied Abah Yai.
Abah Yai and Pendekar Jibril whose status is an older brother greet each other with pleasantries. Another with Jamal who later interjects with his Abah Yai. Jamal was very polite. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at Abah Yai's face.
'Tch, you two-faced disciple' muttered Swordsman Jibril looking at Jamal's behavior.
"Why bang?" ask Abah Yai.
"Haaahs. No papa." limp Swordsman Jibril.
Jamal who saw the expression of the Swordsman Jibril to him could only cluck annoyed in his mind.
'Shit, goddamn teacher! You don't think I know what you're talking about in your heart. Ciih, watch out later' he murmured.
"Well Jamal, do you know why we brought you here? And also why are you trained in martial arts?" ask Abah Yai.
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