Alam Mandala
Peach flower sword

Xiang We's face was flat when he heard it. He then replied if he wanted to be with her, then An Bai had to prove his worthiness with the strength he had. He did not want to be with such a weak man right now, besides, Xiang We desperately needed strength to protect his remaining family. He did not want to see anything terrible happen to his family again.

An Bai understood what he wanted, so he asked Xiang We for a promise not to marry anyone in the next 3 years. If later in that time An Bai did not come, then Xiang We was free to choose to marry anyone.

Xiang We agreed with a less convincing face, whether he underestimated An Bai too much or because his attitude was like that. But An Bai was furious and wanted to prove that he was worthy of being with that woman. Afterwards, they chatted late into the night, then An Bai fell asleep and Xiang We looked after him. In accordance with what he said earlier, in addition to guarding her, he served An Bai until morning. That night, An Bai had it, but unfortunately he was injured, otherwise, who wouldn't want to have sex with a woman as beautiful as Xiang We?

When it showed in the afternoon, finally An Bai who was still injured chose to leave. Xiang We who saw the man wanted to leave with a wounded body, made him unable to bear to scold the man, by saying foolishly to him.

An Bai laughed then said to him, “If a problem as small as this cannot be handled, what about the other problem?”

He left and three days later declared that he had left the sect to do closed-door training.

Remembering everything made An Bai even more excited, especially considering Xiang We's extremely beautiful face. Then he stood up. Despite the pain, An Bai still tried to train.he knew that if he did not try hard, he would not achieve his wish. Ignoring the pain in his hands and feet, he swung the sword again and again. And not long after, he stopped again and then sweat came out of his forehead and chest. He was not strong and eventually fell backwards.

The view of the tree branches and the sunlight on it, makes it feel better and then the wind blowing makes it feel cool. An Bai felt like sleeping and slowly closed his eyes.

However, not for quite some time, he reopened it when reminded of its purpose. He then returned to training.

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That night, in the darkness of the forest the chariot went slowly, just as the wind carrying the leaves fell. It was as if the horse carriage was walking in a garden filled with beauty, as if its owner was sure, no one would dare to rob it, even in such a desolate state, and within the dense forest.

The man who became his coachman, a young man in black clothes, who had a gallant body, But unfortunately he now wears a capil that only shows his lips, but, unfortunately, he is now wearing a capillary hat that only shows his lips, people could tell if the man might have a handsome face. And they also suspect, from the way he sits and holds a rope, is not an arbitrary person.

Like lake water when in the morning, the man was cross-legged calmly, which like an earthquake would not destroy his calm, even if the world was destroyed, he would not seem to care.

While on a horse carriage, a young lady sat while looking ahead. The two long hairs in front of him moved slightly as the horse carriage walked. He then yawned because he was a little sleepy. Then he took the box on his back. Wearing a white Han fu, the woman was seen shining in the middle of the darkness of the night. He then rubbed the box he had taken. Then said to the man sitting below him, “This is a very good reward for me, but why would the Xiang family easily give this away? Although I know they give this as a token of gratitude, at least, if they think rationally, they should give something not too valuable like this. Your senior brother fought from his bad childhood and grew up praying that his days would be lucky, but he never got it. But now given such luck, I feel strange. Brother feels what is given, like something bad is coming.”

Zhizhu then slowly opened the box, and inside it showed a long sword glistening and very clean. With the algae from the peach tree, it made the smell of the sword very fragrant and fragrant. In the alley, there are some carvings of vines filled with flowers. When someone held it, they would feel very comfortable. This is a peach sword! An heirloom that had a very high level of strength and a top grade weapon.

A long time ago, Zhizhu had heard that the person who had the sword was a ugly woman with a face as black as a pan and curly hair that was not taken care of. Once, she found a peach sword and changed its look to be very beautiful. His black skin turned very white, his fat body became very slim and beautiful, and his curly hair became straight and long.

In the far north, there is a Sect by the name of ‘sect Peach blossoms the place where the Sword Goddess lives. When people ask where the Goddess of the sword went, they will answer with various answers that are difficult to understand.

When the sword was in his hand, Zhizhu felt very surprised and said if the sword was a fake sword, but when he smelled it, it was a real sword! And has a very amazing power.

“I don't know. But by controlling the sword, at least the impending calamity can be avoided.”

When someone is given that much luck, they must be able to control it, but if not, then a calamity will come. Both Zhizhu and Bing Jiazhi were aware of the great danger that would haunt them if the sword continued with him, plus the thousand sword scrolls. If people knew that, they would instantly want to seize it.

The peach flower sword had to be controlled as quickly as possible, and the scroll had to be absorbed, otherwise great danger would lurk them at any moment.

Zhizhu then rubbed the blade of the sword which felt extremely sharp and soft. When he touched it, he felt like he was in the Sea of Flowers.

Legend has it that the sword was created by accident by a monk who was sitting in a peach garden when he was imprisoned and accidentally begged for vengeance for his family. There is also circulating if the sword was made by a wood craftsman who made a sword, but accidentally created the sword. And until now, no one knew for sure who made it. Everything is only conjectural.

Zhizhu then tried to grasp the sword algae, at that very instant, he felt a very long root wrapped around his wrist and pierced him to the point of drawing blood, and then he withdrew his hand. Just like yesterday, he had not been able to hold it. He closed the sword and waved his hand. In a flash, the sword box before him returned into the horse carriage.

When that was done, Bing Jiazhi suddenly stopped the horse carriage. Zhizhu then looked ahead.

There, a girl dressed in Green with bright eyes, thick eyebrows stood up. When compared to Zhizhu's beauty, the woman looked even more vibrant and lively, and it made her look even prettier than Zhizhu. From the darkness of that night, it would be clear that her face was beautiful, with a small nose that pointed, thin lips, very black and long eyelashes, and her hair was thin, but very healthy.

Under him, his slender neck would appear and look extremely weak. Two earrings swayed that night. But the woman stood there and closed her eyes, as if she were asleep and not seen if she were alive. His white skin looked pale and blue. The woman, like standing exactly like a statue.

While Bing Jiazhi felt a little happy and confused by the appearance of Huang Shu there and seemed to be waiting for him. Not long after meeting her, seeing her like this, he felt Huang Shu was more beautiful than before. There was a question when Huang Shu was standing there, starting from, why would he be here? What purpose? Was he really Huang Shu if he saw how he stood? Why did he close his eyes, like someone was hypnotized? Does he know if Bing jiazhi is here, and where does he know it from?

Bing Jiazhi then got off the horse carriage and approached it.

Slowly, but surely, Huang Shu opened his eyes and in that instant, his facial skin grew older and paler. The shape of his face was changing and the body was expanding. His clothes turned black. In an instant, he transformed into a middle-aged lung man.

Bing jiazhi was surprised and subconsciously mentioned the name ‘Huang Tang’ in front of the man. While the man smiled a little. His large eyes showed admiration for himself, and he looked delighted when Bing jiazhi was surprised and mentioned his name.