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Hwa-kyung is a bit like that.

If you let your guard down, you’re not going to do anything, whether it’s a surprise attack or poison.

If you meet from the front, what can you do, no matter how transcendent your body is?

The body is light and the mind is clear.

This was because the true energies of Taoism and Buddhism, which had been quiet for a while, began to unfold all at once.

Master Seo Mun-cheong appears!

Taoism is completely liberated!

As the pure energy melted into the white sea, the thorny spirit calmed down.

After a long time, the sunset-colored Ganggi welcomes Cheong with a cackle.

And soon, the sword dances.

When you look at the sword, there is no person, and when you look at the person, there is no sword. Since the two are one, they cannot be viewed separately. This is the union of the sword and the sword.

The innocent Wolnyeo’s sword dance swinging a branch among monkeys, a natural dance movement that simply moves around as it pleases without formality or ceremony.

The swordsmanship itself was so exciting, exciting, and enjoyable that even the feel of the slaughter that touched my hand became so far away.

The majestic bell rings once in a while.

Jungwon bastard! Seomuncheong! Cheonhwa Sword! When different voices and masters approach Cheong and try to kill him, Cheong scatters and disappears as if to show off.

The more obstacles Neungpamibo has to avoid, the more burden it has, and the greatest obstacle of all is people.

Thanks to this, I feel the pain of a long needle stuck in my brain.

However, even for a moment, the pure energy of Daejeong Seongong immediately calms you down as if it is holding and stroking your head.

“Are you running away again? Come here! Come here and fight proudly!”

Cheong laughs.

A master of fireworks holds on to the peak and fights proudly instead of running away?

Of course, Mr. Seo Mun-cheong is a person of the Hwa-gyeong level.

Other people’s anger is my joy, doesn’t it make me angry?

Cheong’s eyes are as beautiful as a crescent moon.

Thanks to this, I have fun with my sword wielding hand.

Wolnyeogeomgyeol second second.

Muayuhu (無兒遊猴)

An innocent child plays with a monkey.

Long, long, long time ago.

A girl who grew up alone in the mountains met a group of monkeys.

The moment when Wolnyeo met someone other than me for the first time.

Although they had similar appearances, the opponents were monkeys who could not communicate, so they played together through sword fights rather than conversations.

This is the moment when the sword, which has been swinging in the air alone until now, finally collides with someone.

The Qing sword dance gradually takes shape.

It’s not like a child randomly drawing crooked scribbles in the air, but it has the cleverness of clearly recognizing the other person and saying I’m going to hit them.

Thus, Cheong’s dance is no longer a solo dance performed alone, but is reborn as a round dance performed in harmony.

When you clash your swords and the enemy pushes, you are pushed back and spin around, and when you make eye contact with your new opponent and clash weapons, the hem of your clothes flows.

The reason why it is a friendship that involves fighting more than dancing is because it digs deeper into the other person than just dancing with skin-to-skin contact.

Like a blue blade piercing the enemy’s heart.

There is actually no difference between the second and third seconds of Wolnyeogeomgyeol (Jjin).

Even faster. more violently. Even more powerfully. more softly.

But this is exactly what martial arts pursues.

Something more powerful.

The third second of Wolnyeogeomgyeol.

Hwajungcheongah (禍中靑兒)

The world is on fire with the phone, but the world of the child in blue and Wolnyeo is just nature, still peaceful and like a separate island.

And Wolnyeo grows up.

No longer a child, the arms and legs become thinner, the swollen chest is uncomfortable, and the child cries because it is just a lump of painful, shaking flesh.

Still, I like the increased height, longer arms, and significantly increased strength.

Although Wolnyeo has become a woman, she is still just a child wearing blue clothes in a peaceful forest.

Yesterday, today, and tomorrow, Wolnyeo will just hang out with the monkeys, swinging tree branches and laughing innocently.

Suddenly, Wolnyeo looks around.

On a vast land that looks like something you’ve seen before.

The forest where they played has disappeared and a snowy field has spread out, but Wolnyeo’s eyes are just sparkling with curiosity.

Because there is no fear in the four innocent letters.

Soon, Wolnyeo and Cheong blink their eyes.

If you put fine snow instead of blood, and a pure white ice sheet instead of a wall made of blood, this is exactly the town that the star with a mouth looked down on.

In the sky, instead of ugly stars boiling with mercury, there are just snowflakes fluttering infinitely above.

Why a snowy field?

After all, it’s a path that hasn’t been explored yet.

The state where my mind colors the world, the beginning of my thoughts, my thoughts are still unexplored, a pure snow field that only I can walk on.

Cheong looked at the ice wall and immediately realized something.

ah. This is still not enough. What a shame.

Cheong soon turns his back and looks behind him at the wide, endless snowy field.

A wide open land, a line of footprints that continue so that the end cannot be seen.

Cheong smiles reassuringly.

Still, we’ve come this far, right?

Okay, what about mouth mask?

Why did I keep obsessing over wearing a mask?

Strength is necessary, but if you already get addicted to cutting with a sword, and if you also use martial arts, you will be born a real great master, that is, a great master.

Amman, but it’s not Daemanin Seomuncheong, right?

The union of the sword and body has been achieved, and the transformation of peace is also coming soon.

The small Cheongs who meet the hand wall, embrace each other, and are happy to move around in the Danjeon of Cheong are the miracles of Taoism and Buddhism.

This was the moment when the new strategy, that if the threshold for slaughter gets higher and higher, will eventually become dull, becomes effective.

Cheong exhales with clear eyes.

There are unmanned people moaning and rustling on the floor.

The fact that there were so many living people left after Cheong went on a rampage was so surprising that it made me rub my eyes in shock.

When Cheong looks around, the warriors are startled and retreat.

Cheong looked up in the direction where the entrance to Shinjimyo was opened, or more precisely, looked up, and then nodded.

Well then, let’s go quickly.

Cheong’s new type is divided into eight.

After flying gracefully, the translucent blue flies up with its arms spread wide, touches the ground, and runs with a light crackling step.

“Cheonhwageom runs away!” “Catch him!”

The searchers who seemed to come to their senses only then responded with shouts.

Their eyes suddenly became sinister, their life soaring, and their eyes became clouded with desire.

However, it was already outside the wide open space in front of the stone gate.

“Haha I’m going to the breast! If you can, chase after me!”

Cheong screams, jumps into the bushes, and disappears.

Martial people flocking to him.

However, since there were more than half of the people left in the vacant lot, each person made their own rational decision.

Seeing Neungpamibo, which I had only heard about, with my own eyes, it would be futile to chase it in the mountains.

But the next city? breast?

How is the city named Weifang?

What kind of city was founded by Emperor Han?

You will end up in Bang Bang County anyway, so whether you camp in front of it or camp inside the city, you will come anyway if you wait.

Those who are in a hurry to go down the mountain path are probably people who want to report to a monk or gather people they know and wait for the Heavenly Fire Sword somewhere first.

So, when the pursuers see Cheong moving away quickly, they look tired and slow down.

Trees suddenly pass by to the left and right of the building.

The Qing Dynasty’s Gyeonggong is the best in the world.

The movement of running from side to side, then bending like lightning, fully proves that it deserves to be called that.

As Cheong was running, a single sound penetrated his ears.

-Hey, is that all there is to just running away? What are you going to do now?

-oh! Master! What about the kids!?

Cheong’s face brightened up.

As I turn my head, Inyoung appears quickly through the trees, running alongside Cheong.

-For now, it’s hiding up there. Can’t you tone down that guy’s temper? Is that an electric sound? You’re yelling in one direction.

-thank god! It’s hard because I’m running!

A conductive sound produces sound only when it touches the other person.

If the opponent is moving, it is difficult to hit them, so it is also difficult to convey.

Of course, it was Cheong who spoke confidently about the topic of not being able to control his temper even when he was not running.

Cheong looked around,

-Master!? It’s the Murim Alliance! I went in to get rid of the suction magic attack! He was falsely accused of falling into the trap of a blood cult and learning all kinds of magical techniques! Can you please tell me that!?

It was the source of Qing’s confidence.

Sapa guys? Ron people? Who would believe the words of those who came to find the magician anyway?

If you look at Eon Yeon-young, she seems really naive.

Wouldn’t it be enough if I insisted that it wasn’t a magic trick?

It was a government that followed the teachings of Seomun Surin very faithfully.

Incitement and fabrication are fragments of a future that is still too early for the Central Plains people.

-Are you framed? Do it. Magic is also a matter of skill.

I saw a Cheonyuhak disciple swinging a magic sword directly from the audience through glass.

But does that make the disciple evil?

What kind of evil demon would convey sparkling affection with a hearty smile when they make eye contact?

He is clearly a disciple of the world’s killer with a cruel nature, but I have never seen that violence directed at anyone other than a villain, and I was confident that it had been like that until now.

-ah! Master! if! Do you still have the Laoshan map!? Can’t you give that to me!?

-Turn slightly to the left. See you up front.

Two people running fast adjust their angles and gradually narrow the distance towards each other.

Not long after, Cheon Yu-hak, disguised next to him, held out a map.

“Ah, Master. However, if the Murim Alliance uses a rescue team or something, please stop them. Then a dog fight breaks out. If you leave it alone, it will return on its own, so don’t worry.”

“eng. how? Hasn’t he caught some kind of weakness and is going to do whatever the nasty bitch tells him to do? How do you clear the blood route to Hangzhou by yourself?”

“You all have thoughts, right? You borrowed that map, where is it? Where should I go?”

“You mean the provincial commander’s military camp? Why are you there? ah! I heard you have connections to the military?”

Cheon Yu-hak’s expression was bright and bright.

No matter how much you treat the government officials, the police and the military are fundamentally different properties of the emperor.

Cheong smiles and nods his head.

Cheong didn’t ask Eon Yeon-young if he could help her for no reason.

Come to Hangzhou?

Okay, then I’ll be leaving.

But did you know that I would go through ‘some hardships’ and bleed out as I intended?

No, I will enter comfortably and confidently.

Didn’t they say that government affairs were inviolable?

Even if that’s not the case, I wonder if there’s a military person who wants to properly fight with the soldiers.

When it clears, shells will fall like rain.

Anyway, eventually I’ll have to snoop around in the imperial palace over there.

You can’t just put it off forever.