The Death God Reincarnation
pavilliun moon II
The Moon Pavilion was the outermost building belonging to the Valley of the Holy Virgin sect, which was intended to receive guests because no one was allowed to enter the Valley of the Holy Virgin sect.
The Moon Pavilion consisted of one enormous four-story core building, and nine other large three-story buildings.
Not far from the Bulanulan Pavilion was a huge circular altar and surrounded the stadium-like seating to watch the tournament of ordinary cultivators in the title in the Ming empire.
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Mainland divided into 4
Ming Empire
Tang Odor
Song Empire
Wang Empire
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Levels of cultivators, and usually mastered people in general when he was aged :
novice swordsman (ages 6-17 years)
skilled swordsman (17-30 years)
expert swordsmen (30-40 years)
king's warrior (40-70 years)
legendary swordsman (70-100 years)
holy warriors (100-plus)
celestial swordsman
swordsman god.
for the legendary swordsman, his regulars already served as patriarch/matriarch of the sect, as well, for ordinary holy warriors, they have been separated from worldly affairs, sometimes so holy ascetics number no more than ten people in each empire, only the ming empire had 100 holy warriors thanks to the divine heirloom.
Heavenly swordsman only 4 people who have reached this level one of them is Xiao Zhou the god of death, and the last is a swordsman in the realm of Gods (Immortal).
Only one person was a mysterious person in the Valley of the Holy Virgin who was nicknamed the Moon Goddess, and that woman always wore a mask, no one had ever seen the face of that woman.
Body level :
Ordinary body
Copper body
Iron body
Steel body
Golden body (Xiao Zhou, in her first life)
In addition to the body above there are also other special bodies, but very rarely 1000 years of birth, he said, and one of them was Xiao Zhou's current body the baby had a jade body become like a woman's skin.
Ordinary bone
Pure bone
Earthbone
Skylang (Xiao Zhou god of death in his first life)
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The Moon Pavilion.
Xiao Zhou who was injured by the path of hellfire, the color of the palm on the back of the 8-year-old boy had begun to bluish, his face full of bruises looked almost shapeless again, and his weak body lay unconscious with its breathing beginning to disorganize.
"Introduce my name Mou Xhiumin, just call grandma Mou need not be too formal" said the old grandmother in front of Wu Tian.
Wu Tian nodded, though,
"good grandmother Mou. but can I meet matriak now, because like the time this child is soon, because I heard the knowledge of the poison matriak the holy virgin is very high, because it is very high, so I hope the matriarch of this sect is willing to help this brat," Wu Tian said.
Grandma Mou approached, though,
"I'm sorry Mr. Wu Tian, but right now our Matriak is currently doing closed-door training, and cannot be disturbed" said the grandmother, his face looked like it was regretful not being able to do anything to the little boy.
Wu Tian simply nodded and understood his situation,
"It's a pity that this poor boy had to lose his life at this young age," Wu Tian stroked Xiao Zhou's brownish black hair.
"There's nowhere I can go anymore" Wu Tian said weakly.
"Let me try to help this little boy," suddenly a very melodious voice sounded in the room.
The mou grandmother who knew the voice well immediately knelt down, and the other Pavilion residents knelt down.
"Sincerely we are ancestors" said Grandmother Mou
"You stand up, don't be too shy" said a masked woman with silky black hair who was already in the room without anyone noticing.
The woman stepped gracefully closer towards Xiao Zhou who was lying unconscious, this woman's body so beautiful, with the curves of a mature woman's body, she said, and gave off a very fragrant aura and fragrance.
Wu Tian looked at the masked woman without blinking at all.
"ehemmmm.." only that voice could be heard from the beautiful-bodied woman looking resentfully at Wu Tian who was being caught looking at her body with a perverted look.
"glek" came the sound of saliva being swallowed making Wu Tian's face turn red.
"Please forgive me the ancestor for my disrespect, introduce me to Wu Tian one of the elders of the Sacred Sword Mountain sect," as he bowed and clenched his two fists...
The beautiful woman looked indifferent, and not caring about Wu Tian's words, approached the body of Xiao Zhou who was lying limp.
"Tok" the beautiful woman peeked at the heart of Xiao Zhou, and sat down the poor boy.
The masked woman began to flow qi onto Xiao Zhou's back with her palms.
prussst...
black blood shot out from the boy's lips, and little by little Xiao Zhou's face started to get a little fresh, and gained his consciousness back.
Xiao Zhou's brownish clear eyes looked at the woman who had saved his life.
"Lay little brat, from today onwards I will take care of you," said the woman softly and unmasked her, and smiling beautifully looking into Xiao Zhou eyes deeply.
Xiao Zhou only nodded weakly, the woman's long fingers stroked Xiao Zhou's swollen face as if he had felt the pain that the little boy was suffering from.