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    [Episode 58] On the path of a lonely person, hoping for the end of the sword

    It was a trick shown by the old man.

    Is that grandfather the Great Emperor Mu Chen?

    It wasn’t just one line that got stuck in my head.

    The Dokgogu Sword cannot use free training points.

    Instead the achievement increases by one star each time you fill up one star through the cliff wall of another Nine Great Gate faction.

    And the information was that if you collect all nine and take the composition you can reach the Ten Star level with a special mission.

    It was information I had never seen or heard before.

    Is there anything more unpleasant than having something like this in your head?

    Is it you again Mugongchang?

    It seems so fucking shit.

    However considering that I was hit by the brain-eating monster Sangtae Chang I didn’t feel extremely dirty.

    Something along the way. something? Is there something?

    It seems like there was a very good opportunity?

    But it looks like someone interfered?

    Was there? But don’t you know?

    In fact Cheong opened the mouth door wide and took about two steps in before coming back out.

    Mouth!

    It was a kind of hole into which demons who had passed their peak would jump into it instead of reaching the state of Hwagyeong.

    It is a much easier method than going over the wall of flower scenery.

    However the side effects were somewhat severe.

    Typical symptoms included homicidal impulses sadism and cannibalism.

    If you think about it it wasn’t much different from the current state of the Qing Dynasty.

    Anyway if you get to the point where you can become a demon your head will spin and you will end up turning into a demon.

    After that continue until you reach the next level.

    Only when Mine crossed the wall and entered the police station was he able to come to his senses and return to normal.

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    This was called talma.

    However even in the long history of Murim there were only a few people who returned to Talma.

    This is a guy who easily climbed through a wall.

    However since they had to climb over a higher wall they had to suffer several times more than the warriors who normally climbed to the peak.

    Anyway Cheong who almost fell into the abyss of Mine forever came back.

    It was thanks to the dignified leadership of the great Emperor Muchon.

    Unfortunately Cheong had no memory.

    When people received a strong shock they erased their memories in order to recover.

    Special Move: ‘Why don’t you pretend it never happened?’ It was.

    The experience of the entire universe being hostile had long ago surpassed the level that Qing’s spirit which was weak and pitiful and could not catch even a single bug could endure.

    Anyway if you don’t remember you don’t know.

    Cheong does not think deeply about things he does not know.

    Normally if you force yourself to hold on to something you won’t remember it.

    I already knew that if I let it happen naturally it would come to mind.

    It’s like old jokes from old men that come to mind at some point and make you laugh out loud when you lie down.

    Cheong gave a shy smile as he looked at his companions who were looking at them with concern.

    “are you okay. “I’m sorry for causing you worry.”

    Peng Daesan frowned.

    “Is this really okay? “For someone who’s okay I lost a lot of blood.”

    “I?”

    Instead of answering Paeng Daesan pointed to one side.

    There was a pool of black blood at the tip of my finger.

    It was an extraordinary amount for it to have come from a person.

    Don’t you usually die if you vomit that much blood?

    Cheong denied it.

    “what? “It’s not my blood!”

    “…Didn’t you just throw up?”

    “Ugh me? “I don’t know.”

    “They even asked me to pat them on the back.”

    “Is that so?”

    Cheong quietly hid his bloody sleeves behind his back.

    “Can’t you be a little more serious? “Just in case I’ll bet and check my energy and energy.”

    Cheong quietly followed Peng Daesan’s instructions.

    The energy that was so full that it almost overflowed in the dantian gently flowed through the blood vessels of the whole body and swirled around the veins.

    I have to say that it feels much more natural than before.

    Even though the speed at which the bet moves is faster than before it has become easier to control the flow.

    It is now possible to hit more internal energy with one shot than before.

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    “oh? “This has gotten a lot better?”

    “Is it getting better?”

    “Is this what happens when you vomit blood? If I vomit one more time won’t I be on the verge of climax? “Is this enlightenment?”

    Cheong made a fuss.

    Paeng Daesan experienced firsthand that when people are so dumbfounded and stunned they are completely speechless.

    At that time Cheong turned his gaze to Yuha Jinin.

    “Long sentence old man. That’s the trace left by Emperor Mucheon. “They say it’s a cartoon of a variety of things.”

    Yuha Jinin’s eyebrows rose.

    “A world-changing cartoon? “What does that mean?”

    “I’m a herbivore. The name of the martial artist is Dokgogugeom.”

    “The sword I am trying to save alone! Oh no! oh my god! Geomwoo! What on earth are those beautiful words? How can the words that come out of that harsh and righteous mouth touch my heart so much! Then that is Mucheondae… my… um.”

    Namgung Shinjae intervened.

    He spat out spit with an evil look in his eyes and trembled but when he received Yuha Jinin’s harsh gaze he imitated a serious young man.

    however? How? Unnecessary Sajok in the middle?

    It certainly seemed like my treatment was a bit harsh.

    As Cheong tilted his head and reconsidered Namgung Shin-jae’s lines Yuha Jin-in urged him on.

    “Samae the youngest. “Please tell me in detail.”

    “I saw something like a fantasy. What kind of grandfather turned into a sword? “I’m going to close the inspection like this.”

    “Shingeomunil! Review! As expected Mucheondae…Je…um.”

    “You! a little! Stay still! “I can’t do it!”

    “sorry. Without even realizing it…”

    Namgung Shinjae became polite again.

    However the politeness was a little different from Cheong.

    It is not a fear of Yuha Jinin’s strength.

    It was a courtesy to Kangho’s leading swordsman.

    Because Yuha Jinin was a ‘true swordsman’ who deserved Namgung Shinjae’s respect.

    While Namgung Shinjae was shriveled Cheong described to Yuha Jinin an example of an old man he had seen in a fantasy.

    Because that was the promise.

    I decided to tell you if anything comes to mind.

    Anyway I ate it raw without any effort.

    This was the sentiment that Emperor Mucheon gave to the Hwasan faction.

    Even though it’s not mine I have to get along with it.

    “You read his sword marks! Seonjae! It’s a pre-existence! “Can you take a look at it?”

    “Of course!”

    Cheong drew his sword with great vigor.

    And as your brain and body remember –

    As I remember….

    Cheong only glared at the Moonlight Sword (No. 8).

    “uh. hmm….”

    “Why do you do that? “The youngest sister.”

    “I don’t know how to combine it with the sword. “I can’t even use Ganggi…”

    The herbal diet that took so long to master is of no use.

    It was not possible for a martial artist in the later period of his career to reproduce the strong qigong of Choi Sang-seung which Emperor Mucheon learned in his later years.

    Cheong’s shoulders slumped.

    “ah….”

    Yuha Jinin sighed.

    I read the sword trace but since the stage is still only at the peak stage I have no choice but to reproduce it.

    “It appears that the youngest sister’s experience is still insufficient to know the secret of combining the sword and body.”

    However Yuha Jinin did not look disappointed.

    “In the future when you reach the level of the youngest sister you will naturally realize it. “I’m sure Great Emperor Mucheon’s sentiments will be helpful in breaking down the wall.”

    “Is that so?”

    “Of course.”

    In Yuha Jinin’s mind the evaluation of the Qing soared vertically.

    From a promising player with a strong background to a sleeping dragon and divine sword worthy of aiming to become the best person in the world in the next generation.

    And building relationships with powerful people was a unique instinct of the Chinese people.

    “You must be mentally and physically exhausted from vomiting blood. Let’s get some rest and eat a big meal in the evening to replenish our energy. “How are you feeling?”

    rice!

    Cheong’s eyes sparkled.

    —-

    Cheong had a very exciting week.

    It was truly heartfelt hospitality from a scholar of the Hwasan faction.

    It was so popular that there were rumors that Jang Mun-in of the Hwasan faction had found his daughter somewhere and brought her to him.

    In addition to the disciples many guests lived in Hwasanpa.

    Naturally the guests took turns taking their seats at the banquet-like dinner held on a grand scale for a week.

    As a result it ended up being similar to a martial arts event in which a named disciple of Great Mother Seomun Surin officially participated.

    Yuha Jin-in did quite a bit to entertain people sincerely but if he had to pick the highlight it was this.

    ‘It is literally like the incarnation of Moon Woman and in the not-too-distant future it will be called the Divine Sword of the world!’

    There were various ways to get a star name in Moorim.

    And in some cases it was made with the guarantee of someone with great authority.

    And Yuha Jin-in was so excited.

    So much so that guests who visited the Hwasan Sect saw the godmother’s named disciple mistook it for a special name and stuck it in their heads.

    Wolah Shingeom!

    Among Kang Ho-in’s characteristics he had the habit of being itchy about things that only he knew and not being able to refrain from telling others.

    Later guests who left the Hwasan Sect would not hesitate to talk about Hwasan Jangmun-in’s Jujeop and the divinity-like Yeohyeop who appeared in the Baekdo Jeong Sect.

    Of course I didn’t know that a female member of the Baekdo political faction had a hobby of killing people and wielded magic arts.

    Anyway Cheong was fun and fun always comes to an end.

    “So what do you plan to do now with our youngest sister?”

    Before we knew it Cheong had been promoted from the youngest priest to ‘our’ youngest priest.

    “I’m going to go back to the priestess’ gate. It’s been a while since I last saw you Master. “I also said I would go back when it got cold.”

    “okay. Please come visit me again anytime. “The old brother-in-law is suitable so it would be good to at least talk about the world.”

    It was a send-off personally from Hwasan Jang.

    If other old school scholars had seen it they would have clicked their tongues and frowned.

    How can you be so ignorant and be such a snob?

    However Yuha Jinin was originally evaluated as an unusually secular person.

    Yuha Jinin was proud because the current growth of the Hwasan faction came from that very point.

    “Changbin is doing well too. See you sometime next time.”

    “Please take care of yourself Seomun Sojeo….”

    Changbin answered while looking at Jang Mun-in’s eyes.

    Changbin the great brother of Hangryeol had to return to training at the Hwasan School for a while.

    and.

    “I guess I’ll have to go back to my hometown.”

    “yes. Now my father’s anger must have calmed down. “I can’t be away for long.”

    “What is it mountain! Geomwoo! “Are you saying you’re going to abandon me?”

    Paeng Daesan sighed.

    The reason why he considered the nickname Ok Kirin to be a shame was because of his pride that he was by far the best among the late Jisoos in terms of his skills.

    But that pride was dashed.

    Now a burning desire for the next level of cultivation was burning in Peng Daesan’s heart.

    More than anything I don’t want to lose to this woman.

    For some reason uncontrollable anger boils over when Cheong occasionally says ‘You’re weaker than me.’

    Feeling like his stomach was boiling again Paeng Daesan took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions.

    “I have something to stop by in Hebei later. Please stop by Sega sometime. “I will feed you so much delicious food that your stomach will explode.”

    Paeng Daesan took out a wooden box from his pocket touched it took out a piece and handed it to Cheong.

    “Ooh. “What does this mean?”

    “What the hell is that talkative…. no.”

    Cheong received the wooden plaque handed over by Paeng Daesan.

    It was a piece of wood with the name Paengdaesan engraved on it.

    “This is a badge proving that you are a guest of the Paeng family. Even if I am absent Sega will welcome me as a guest.”

    “Yeah I see! Geomwoo. Take mine too. If you stop by Anhui be sure to stop by Geomwoo’s hometown. “If you are a swordsman you should visit the best swordsman in the world at least once.”

    Cheong received two cards.

    Well I guess it’s roughly like a business card. do.

    It was a concept that roughly fit.

    However there are different levels of hand cards.

    I didn’t know that the card Cheong received was a top-of-the-line special card given only to VIPs.

    So the group split up and headed to their respective homes.

    It’s not something to regret.

    If we’re meant to be we’ll meet again.

    Or he said he could come to my house.

    No matter how enjoyable a game is it eventually comes to an end and you have to head home.

    More than anything I now had a home to return to.

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