The Way Of The Sword

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The two little beggars after listening to the disciple of the Celestial Sword sect had their eyes shining with the flame of hope.

"Aia! My little Jie'er will most certainly be one of those selected! "Said the older woman with a proud smile.

That older woman is the hypocritical woman who likes to wag her tongue, speaking ill of others, and chasing the poor of the village with her mockery and poison tongue.

Her name is Lady Wen, who is married to the village elder's younger brother, is a mean and envious woman. She is one of those odious characters who lived in the village, spoiling the harmonious environment of the small village.

Lady Wen has a son who is quite strong and would have an excellent future as a hunter and village provider but now with a large sect recruiting talented youngsters her son "clearly" would have a better chance in life!

Obviously, the Celestial Sword disciple didn't mind the woman's arrogant remark, in fact, he even smiled sarcastically.

How easy would it be to get into the sect?

The two children watching Lady Wen strutting around all of the people, they just snorted in their hearts with disdain.

Then the children hurried back to the forest, which was outside the walls - which were made of logs - of the small village.

In fact, it was rather strange that the two boys could live outside the small village, mainly because the forest was a dangerous place even for the skillful a.d.u.l.ts of the village.

However, the villagers did not know that these children slept outside the village, everyone thought they slept along with the other beggars.

The younger boy was walking in front of the other taller boy, the footsteps of these children were steady and full of confidence, showing just how familiar they are with the way.

Arriving in a clearing they stopped walking, there was a tent made of animal skin, on the floor was a circle drawn with coal surrounding the children's camp.

The circle had some strange runes engraved and intertwined, if one of the Celestial Sword saw this circle, they would be shocked, for there was the circle of a matrix of very powerful protection and complicated to be mounted.

Then suddenly the little boy reached out and a strange stone came out of nowhere in his little dirty hand, then a silver barrier appeared flickering, then an opening appeared.

The two boys passed through this silver barrier, then the barrier closed and the environment returned to normal as if nothing had happened.

"Brother Yan, are we going to do this test?" Asked the older boy as he took the leftover food and placed it in a cloth bag, tossing it to the side.

The younger boy was silent for some time, so he decided not to respond as he went into the small hut, there was a large barrel of water, where he picks up some wooden buckets with water and poured water into a copper tub ( which looks like a big bucket).

Surprisingly, he puts his hands in the copper tub and his hands begin to turn red, a few seconds later the water was warm!

The older boy only sighed at the lack of response from his brother, he knew that his brother Yan probably would not participate in the test of this great sect, though he did not know why he did not participate.

What he knew was that his brother Yan was very talented, but he always had a low profile, so low, that he pretended to be a beggar in this little village even turning the garbage like a hungry pig!

A few minutes later a very thin boy came out of the hut, now he was very clean, with brown hair still wet, he had long brown hair and soft brown eyes.

The clean little boy is clearly Brother Yan, or as it is known in the village, Song Yan.

Song Yan was not handsome, having a rather ordinary face, only that his eyes had a very soft and warm glow, which created a sense of closeness to people.

"Jun, go shower, you're stinking," said Song Yan frowning. His face was very thin, because he didn't eat regularly, neither he nor his friend.

"And who said we had to be looking miserable and forced me to act like a pig digging the trash?" Jun asked with an ironic voice.

"Brother Yuga, don't be rude, it's all for the sake of survival," Song Yan said flatly, thus wringing a smile from the dirty little boy with both hands on his hip.

"When are we going to stop being pigs to play with the tigers?" Jun asked, sighing, after all, who would like to go scavenging?

"My parents told me that I can only act like a tiger when I'm 15," Yan Song quipped with a smile.

"If uncle and aunt said that to you before you die, then I can not do anything," said Jun, resigning himself to this pig destiny.

Yuga is an orphan from another village, whose family was wrongfully killed by the village leader, who needed someone to take the blame for some robberies, in the end, the village failed to kill Jun, perhaps with pity or just not to be cursed by the gods for killing a child.

But the village leader could not allow Yi Yuga to grow to become strong and then cause confusion in the village, so the leader expelled Jun into the forest and left him to live on his own.

What is the same as a death sentence!

Then from that day Yi Yuga disappeared into the forest and was never seen again in that village, everyone thought that he had fled because of the shame he had of his family and that he died in the forest.

Yi Yuga was seven years old at the time and luckily he found another child in the forest, this child was in poor clothes but was clean and tidy, which surprised Yi Yuga

It did not take long for the two of them to get acquainted and each told his own story, as Yi Yuga discovered that his brother Yan was very talented and intelligent, always optimistic and good-humored.

However, he did not understand this obsession of Song Yan by keeping a low profile and pretending crazy to the villagers when he touched on this subject, his brother Yan looked dark and silent.

So, over time, Yi Yuga stopped asking about the reason behind this pretense, after all, his brother Yan felt bad about talking about it.

While Yi Yuga was washing, Song Yan sat on a bench made with a wooden log, which he and Yi Yuga had done.

No one would believe that Yi Yuga and Song Yan had built the small hut, the items they have in the house and even had a copper tub!

Song Yan stared into the darkening sky, his small bony hand gripping the copper ring tightly.

The copper ring was very simple and looked very old, a rope held the ring on the thin neck of the Song Yan.

This ring was the only thing left by his parents, this item was more precious than Song Yan's own life.

Song Yan closed his eyes as if asleep, but his consciousness entered the rusty ring, just before the brown eyes of Song Yan appeared a vast collection of items, plants, eggs, recipes, cauldrons, weapons ... the items filled the whole ring.

If any powerful sect could look into that ring their mouths were opened with disbelief, this little unassuming ring is even more endowed than the treasures of the sects!

But then, who was this Song Family?

Who is Song Yan?