The Fragrant Wood Swordsman
pk 03 part 1

ALREADY many times he was allowed to use Siang-bhok-kiam to practice swordsmanship Siang-bhok Kiam-sut who deliberately created his teacher for him, he said, but he never saw anything strange on the sword, except small letters engraved near the handle of the sword which contained ancient words.

"Did the temperature tell the teecu to study the books?" asked Keng Hong to hide the tension of his heart.

"The easily obtained things will not be appreciated, the hard ones to come by will be valuable, Hong-ji. The books and things that are gathered in my secret place will also be valuable to you if you find them hard. But not only difficulty becomes a condition, but especially a soul mate! What if you are indeed a match with my legacy, of course you will be able to get it later. Can you find yourself through these days. Now you take it Day-bhok-kiam, this sword I give to you, my disciple..."

Keng Hong was shocked and looked at his teacher's face with wide eyes. He had yet to receive the sword that was thrust upon him, instead asking in doubt, "Will but... Temperature once said that Day-bhok-kiam is like life for temperature... how can be given to teecu...?"

"Ha-ha-ha, whose sword is this and whose life is this? You take it as a sign of obedience to the teacher."

Keng Hong did not dare to refute, then received the naked sword of Siang-bhok-kiam.

"Keng Hong, although my inheritance must be sought on the basis of mate and adversity, but there is something I can give you except Siang-bhok-kiam, and hopefully this gift of mine will be able to serve as a shield for you against all formidable opponents. Slip the day-bhok-kiam around the waist and come closer."

Keng Hong immediately slipped the wooden sword in his belt, then shifted his seat close to its temperature. Sin-jiu Kiam-ong raised both his hands, the left one he placed on top of Keng Hong's head crown, and the right one was placed on the young man's back, only then did he say softly,

"Pocus everything and open it all, Keng Hong, use your sinks to open all the roads of blood, never resist in the slightest, and help with the suction power…"

"Temperature..temperature would..."

Keng Hong was agitated because he had received several times the help of air sinks channeled by his temperature into his body, and that always resulted in weakness of his body temperature so that he finally begged that his temperature not repeat it. Now the temperature is about to do it again!

"Was at this last moment my disciple about to refute his teacher's orders?"

This voice was subtle, yet full of prestige and simultaneously annihilated the heart intent Keng Hong was about to oppose. He was forced to cross-legged and concentrate his attention, opening all the bloodways and emptying the air in his navel to receive the air channel sinkang from his teacher.

For a moment it was felt by Keng Hong how a very strong air barged in through his head and back, the air was briefly warm, then hot and slowly turned cold and then hot again. It also felt by him how from himself arise a kind of sucking energy that makes the flow of air sinkang more smoothly break through, circling in the navel and then collapse and infiltrate all parts of his body.

I don't know how long the teacher and the student have been sitting motionless. Keng Hong himself did not know because he had focused all his attention into the body. It was as if he was in a dream state or fainted. Only then did he come to his senses when he felt how much air that felt as if a fountain entering his body through the head and back had stopped, and how greyish and cold his back felt.

Keng Hong opened his eyes, seeing that his temperature was still cross-legged while closing his eyes, his lips smiling at the thought of satisfaction. However, something made Keng Hong quickly hold his two temperature arms which were still located above the crown and back.

His pair of temperature hands drooped limp and cold. His temperature had breathed its last, I don't know how long it had been.

"Humor...!!" Keng Hong jumped up.

Seeing that cross-legged body now lost its backrest and was about to collapse, he quickly propped it up and laid it down on the surface of the rock. Again he checked his heartbeat and breathing. Not felt anymore! His temperature had died because of him! Because ‘oper’ sinkang until it runs out of everything.

Suddenly Keng Hong roared, jumping to his feet with a red face while looking at his hands. He felt as if he was the one who killed his temperature! Why was he so stupid and willing when this would endanger the health of his temperature?

Grief, regret and anger towards yourself made the young man's face turn red and violent. He suddenly shrieked again and his body suddenly shot towards the surface of the sword stone peak that was protruding as high as a person, his hand smashing.

"Pyarrrr....!" That hard mountain rock shattered into tiny pieces that flew here and there!

Keng Hong stood up and gaped in wonder. Indeed, he already has the power of a sinkang that is not weak, but if he hits a rock, usually it will only break the end of the course. But once, out of his hand came such great force that the stone that stood out as high as that person was completely crushed while his hand did not feel the slightest pain!

A sense of excitement, astonishment, shock and sorrow mixed into one, making him deeply moved. The sinkang that had been channeled into his body by his teacher turned out to make him have great energy, even his stepping was also ten times faster than usual.

Ginkang and lweekang in his body at the same time got tremendous progress. He darted back near his temperature then cried while hugging Sin-jiu Kiam-ong's corpse. In accordance with Sin-jiu Kiam-ong's message that was once revealed to him, Keng Hong raised his teacher's body and placed it into the small hut where his teacher was resting.

Then, after weeping over the corpse and praying without ceremony because there was no tool, begged Thian so that his teacher's sins would be lengthened and his teacher's spirit would have a good place, Keng Hong then burned the hut. With a heart full of novelty he looked after and saw the blazing fire burning the hut following the body of Sin-jiu Kiam-ong.