ZHANG SAN'S
Star Sword
Zhang San continued to step on the bones that were so fragile towards the east.
After Lama walked, Ahir his he found again a door. But with just a little push the door was instantly opened.
Wusssh he was moved again, but this time in a magnificent palace.
"Welcome" said a man sitting on a throne who broke his daydream.
In the palace there is only Zhang San and the One who Sits on the throne. "Come...!" Say it again.
Zhang San looked doubtful. Then he asked "Who are you, and why am I being moved here?"
"Have you understood the contents of the scroll that the old man gave you"
"Belom in its entirety" said Zhang san honestly
"Sit down here. I'll give you something" Zhang San drew closer to the throne and the man directly touched his forehead then released the light from his fuming forehead into Zhang san's forehead.
Zhang San was startled and he immediately felt a pain in his head as the light came in. A very excruciating pain.
Zhang San forced himself to concentrate. Slowly began to relieve the pain in his head. Then he checked his soul force. How surprised he was. "This is the soul of the god. With a soul this strong I can become a grand alchemist." He laughed happily. Then he went into the sea of his consciousness and practiced there.
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On a different side.
Yun Hai brought Cao Ling an to the head of the black organization called Gu Ming-Hun.
"Where's the guy so you just take the woman ?" Gu Ming-Hun asked as he sipped his drink. He was leaning on the big chair worthy of his king. Accompanied by two women who caressed her..
"He's not there, so I can't catch him, he'll come sooner or later if our wife becomes a hostage" Yun Hai said
"At the same time we can use him to fight the young man, we turn him into a killing machine and his memory seal" Yun Hai continued.
"Your idea is pretty good. I leave it to you to take care of it" Gu Ming-Hun ordered
Yun Hai also walked while carrying Cao Ling An who was still unconscious. Heading towards his residence to perform a memory locking technique.
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The Gao clan residence.
"May Zhang San return soon, and help Kak Ling an" Zhang Wei said sadly after hearing the story from her husband.
"She will definitely return, I'm sure of it" said Hong Houcun who hugged Zhang Wei while rubbing her head yambs to calm her down.
The Bai Clan. Patriarch Bai Feng Jiyu also wished for Zhang San to quickly return with a soul pearl.
Zhang San had no idea what was going on outside..
He continued to practice new techniques. Techniques that have only one stage but can be increased according to the cultivation of the user. Star Throwing Technique. That's his name.
Until a month has passed. Zhang San could already master it.
Zhang San put up his base horses. Then pointed his palm up then he clenched, and huge energies quickly gathered clad in his fist. Then he shouted "Star Throwing Technique" Wuuuush Booooom...!
A huge crater was created and shook the palace.
"You're too excited, young man" said the figure who came to Zhang San.
"If I could know. Who is the real senior?"
"My name is Han Oyang I have the spirit of the Star Sword" I was locked up by the god of the universe in the sword as a form of punishment for having killed many gods in the upper world.
And I'm told to wait for someone who's going to be the star Sword user, and maybe you're the one"
Han Oyang Flicked his Finger. Then they moved away, where they were among the pile of bones again.
"If you can pull out that sword" Appoint Han Oyang. "Then I'll follow you"
Zhang San looked towards where Han Oyang's index finger was. Right there is a sword that only looks at the handle.
Then Zhang San approached towards the stone mound above which was seen the handle of a sword.
Before he holds the handle. He did not forget to ask Han Oyang for permission.
Han Oyang nodded his head then Zhang San began to hold onto her. Suddenly the gravity around her disappeared she was floating but her hand was still holding the handle of the sword. A second later gravity came crashing down on Zhang San's body pressing down on his body until he felt a huge mountain befall him.
Han Oyang smiled at her.
Zhang San strengthened his Soul. Forcing his body over the line. He shouted while pulling the sword. Aaaaaaaaaaa. "I have to" kraaak kraaaak...!
The stone flanking the sword shattered and a dazzling light shot out from the blade of the sword.
"Haha hahaha, I have never misjudged anyone" said Han oyang laughing because he would be released from the shackles that had long held him back.
"That beautiful sword."
"Yes the sword was forged with an oxidation method using precious materials, with high air pressure to maintain the sharpness and strength of the sword, quickly drops your blood on the sharp blade. For him to recognize his master" Han Oyang closed
Zhang San directly scratched his finger at the tip of the sword's eye. To bleed directly absorbed by the sword of the star.
"Congratulations you are my master now. Use me on a good road. So that my punishment is lifted and I can go back to where I came from" Han Oyang said.
"Uncle Oyang, do you know where I can get soul pearls.?" Ask Zhang San
"Hemm Pearl soul. Ooh I remember, come with me" he said and flicked his finger back. They also moved places.
"This is the place." Appoint Han Oyang then he starts telling stories.
"When that. The gods kill each other for the sword that is now in your hands. There are a few dead gods and soul pearls left here. The gods were trying to pull out the sword. But no one can. So they went back to where they came from...
After they disappeared, I collected the soul pearls and kept them as a gift for the one who would become my master, but over ten thousand years no one has come here. So I almost forgot about it." His speech chuckled then directed his hand to open the chest....