episode_0320

Jongnam’s warriors did not just follow because they had nothing to do, as Jang Mun-in said.

As the size of the vast conduit increases, there is always more to do, so if you miss a day, there is twice as much to do tomorrow.

However, I would say that Jang Mun-in’s statement that he followed me because he was bored was not entirely wrong.

Are there any dramatic events in the life of a conduit?

In the meantime, Cheon Hwa-geom, the most powerful candidate for the world’s most beautiful woman and a peerless beauty who is said to be closest to the most beautiful woman in the world, came to visit, so of course everyone had no choice but to gather.

However, as history has proven, these pitiful curiosities often lead to great discoveries, and Jongnam’s warriors here were also given the opportunity to see a large group of people.

Cheonhwageom looked at the absolute sword wall for a moment, then suddenly pulled out his sword and raised it high as if pointing to the sky.

In an instant, the sword touched the sky.

It was just an image of the sword being drawn and held high, but everyone in the room knew that fact.

A giant, a giant!

When man became independent of the stars in the sky and walked on his own, he became a complete being by himself and became a saint.

He is a complete adult seen by children who simply obeys and follows heaven’s guidance.

Of course, I had no choice but to raise my head and look up.

Because it looks like a giant whose tip reaches the sky.

So the human sword pierces the sky.

A blade that does not shine because it belongs to a person or a sharpness forged with the heart penetrates into everyone’s imagination and blooms with fear as if the heart is being torn apart.

And finally, already, before you know it.

As the blue sword fell and returned to its sheath, everyone’s hearts watched as the giant’s sword cut down the cliff.

Everyone held their breath at that majestic blow, and in a world where there was only silence, the Cheonhwageom took a deep breath and opened its mouth.

“fuck.”

hmm? what?

And then flopped.

It sinks like seaweed out of water.

—-

It was clear that Jangan was a hot topic among the Jongnam faction.

The most beautiful woman in the world (since Jongnam now recognized Cheong as the most beautiful woman in the world) was about the topic that Cheonhwageom left behind before he fell.

What on earth does this have to do with the enlightenment left behind by Emperor Mucheon?

Even Cheonhwageom is a woman so she doesn’t have any shit.

But what the fuck?

What on earth does this have to do with the giant’s sword that touches the sky?

One Taoist monk said that he was referring to the natural energy of the natural energy reaching high toward the sky, full of vitality.

Also, a Taoist monk said that he was just trying to say that he had achieved enlightenment and was happy, but he lost strength and collapsed.

However, it was too clear for something like that, so anyone who heard it would say it was bad, but it wasn’t a good sound.

Either that or it’s a scary thought, but the herbivorous name left behind by Jongnam could be a dick.

Dokgogugeom is my first few herbal diets. Fuck.

Isn’t Emperor Muchon’s unparalleled sexual behavior as famous as his inaction, who hugged women wherever he went, but instead of receiving resentment, made people miss him by saying that he had the best night of his life?

Considering his eccentric nature and his tendency to commit all kinds of eccentricities, it would not be a possibility at all.

However, Cheonhwageom, who had the answer, collapsed and was unconscious, so the curiosity of the Zongnam sect’s gurus only grew like a snowball.

So, it was the third day after fainting that Cheong regained consciousness.

Thanks to this, as soon as I opened my eyes, or more accurately, before I opened my eyes, as soon as I regained consciousness, I woke up to the terrible pain that felt like my insides were on fire, and I had no choice but to open my eyes, raise my body, and scream like a scream.

“I’m hungry! Rice!”

I looked to the side, looking surprised, and saw Seoliri’s eyes turn round in surprise, looking in this direction.

“Are you okay?”

“It’s not okay. It seems like my back and stomach are stuck together now. Anything to eat, nothing to eat?”

“Yes.”

It was my first time seeing a single letter so offensive.

He doesn’t even carry anything to eat.

I can’t find anything really useful about it.

But how could Seoliri carry food without a penny?

“Ah, why am I so hungry? I know I collapsed after seeing the Cliff of Swords, but how long was it like this?”

“Three and a half days.”

“Gasp. You starved for three days?”

Cheong was astonished.

Then, that evening, I missed breakfast, lunch and dinner on the second day, breakfast, lunch and dinner on the third day, and since I don’t know what time it is today, I ended up missing seven meals.

Since the amount you can eat is limited, you only have three chances a day, but you miss it seven times!

That’s seven meals as a minimum.

What time is it?

“I have exceeded the drinking limit.”

“Gasp!”

By the time I started drinking, it was past 8pm, so I missed nine meals in total, including breakfast and lunch.

It is even a Jongnam faction meal.

It would have been a normal meal served by a wealthy clan that wore gold on its head.

How, oh my, this is just too much.

Emperor Mu Chen will hate that old man.

“Are you okay?”

“I feel like I’m starving to death.”

Then Seoliri shook her head.

“They said it would be difficult to use internal skills. Because my blood pressure is all damaged.”

“blood level? hmm? It’s fine. Huh.”

Cheong, who was trying to use his inner energy without thinking, immediately blew out the air in his lungs and rolled his eyes.

In a situation where I was completely unprepared, I immediately lost consciousness as the terrible pain that felt like hundreds of thousands of needles piercing my internal organs all at once hit me.

And after a while.

“I’m hungry! Rice!”

“Are you okay?”

“It’s not okay. Right now, I’m on my back and my stomach, huh? what? This conversation, like we’ve had before, what can I say? Deja vu?”

“I don’t know.”

It is a theory that only answers what is asked.

Cheong frowned at that.

“No. It’s not that I don’t know. Ah.”

No, my blood pressure has become so strained right now that I’m losing my mind just to focus on my inner skills. Ugh, uhhh.

Cheong shuddered as he remembered the pain.

But it wasn’t serious.

Was it the thoughts of Emperor Mucheon in the first place, or was it something absurd, like a mental parasite? The illusion of Emperor Mucheon that I interpreted and created according to the old man’s claims. I created it, so I guess it’s Emperor Mucheon?

Emperor Mucheong. It’s delicious when you eat radish greens with seasoned radish. hmm. I want to eat young radish kimchi.

Roll it up in cool and refreshing young radish kimchi somen, slurp it, and chew it together. … .

“Mrs. I’m starving.”

When I’m hungry, I can’t think of anything.

At first, Cheong wasn’t too worried about the blood vessel, just afraid of the pain.

Anyway, Emperor Mucheng said that he would be an asshole for a while, so didn’t that mean that he would become fine after a while?

And because Cheong is already the best in the world even without using internal energy, she is a female with a body at the pinnacle of humanity.

Rather, I was in a hurry to eat!

I thought about young radish kimchi, and it seems like it would be really out of date.

Fortunately, there was leftover rice in the pipe, so I added some bean sprouts to the leftover rice, added some bean sprouts, added some sesame oil, and mixed it together. In Cheong’s opinion, it was an excellent bibimbap.

For your information, since this is a culture that does not exist in Jungwon, I ended up going through the eccentric journey of mixing all the normal bansang into excellent dog food.

Pile it up with a spoon full of it and push it in until the cheeks burst.

Tajeong Jinin, a long-time scholar of the Jongnam sect, looked at this and thought, What is it, was Cheonhwageom not a disciple of the female priest, but a disciple of the open world?

Was I mistaken?

Even a disciple of openness would not be able to eat begged rice so generously and deliciously.

Still, Cheong is a beauty worthy of being called the best in the world.

It was the eating method of a beggar, like a ravenous anglerfish, so obscene that a clumsy beauty would lose her arrogance.

However, because the child was so beautiful, the child must have been really hungry. However, it was fortunate that the child ate happily and did not suffer too much damage. That’s what I think.

This is how people are treacherous.

“Ugh. I will live now. I had a good time.”

Cheong let out a happy moan while stroking his stomach, which seemed to have been filled with a baby for about seven months.

Seoliri’s amazing abdominal expansion rate is astounding no matter how many times I look at it, and I keep looking at it carefully with an expression that makes me wonder if I’m seeing it right.

Tajeong Jinin was interested in other things than that.

“Okay. It was a shabby meal because I had to gather the leftovers in a hurry to prepare, but it made me happy that they enjoyed it so much. Yes, it looks like you gained great insight after seeing the Absolute Sword Wall.”

“Um.”

Qing took a moment to trace the conversation with Emperor Mucheng.

There was nothing that could be called enlightenment, right?

“Ah. right. It is called Dokgogugeom Chilcho, Gyeonwolmangji.”

“Chil Herbivore?”

A bright, child-like smile appeared on Tajeong Jinin’s face.

“Okay. If Hwasan eats eight herbivores, Jongnam must eat seven herbivores. cancer. That’s the way it should be.”

If Emperor Muchon had found out, he would have shouted loudly and beaten the Taoist man for sitting on his phone.

But what can Emperor Mu Chen, who has already ascended to heaven, do?

“But Gyeonwolmangji. Gyeonwolmangjira. Isn’t this a saying from the Buddhist scriptures? Let’s see, was that the Sutra?”

Cheong was very still.

If you don’t know something, you have to stay still.

Tajeong Jinin is a pseudo-guru who appears to be full of worldly filth, but he even accurately points out the names of other people’s scriptures.

The text of the Survival Sutra explains, ‘If someone asks you to point to the moon with your hand, you should naturally follow your finger and look at the moon.’

This compares the finger to Buddhist scriptures.

The teaching was that since Buddhist scriptures are merely a tool to reach nirvana, if you become obsessed and buried in the scriptures themselves, you will miss out on true enlightenment.

“But why did you give it that name?”

“Ah. About that.”

This time, something he knew came up and Cheong pretended to know.

Originally, when a story about someone I knew came up, I couldn’t bear it because I was so tired of pretending I knew it.

“The group led by Starlight said that it was a process of reaching oneself and not the goal of martial arts. They say you have to overcome your nature, handle your mind with your heart, and determine your center with your own sword.”

“Hmm. Gyeonwolmangji. Please join the black midfielder with self-denial.”

The expression on Tajeong Jinin’s face as he says that is that of someone who is about to sneeze, but is in a state of confusion.

“Still, I understand one thing. It is a sword that no longer shines with starlight, and is no longer the sword of someone who wields it with his heart. This is the state called deep sword.”

“Examination?”

Cheong made that expression.

Then Tajeong Jinin smiles like a true guru.

“I don’t know either, so I can’t talk like I know something I don’t know. However, my youngest sister will be able to reach it. After unfolding it once, even if you don’t know it now, you will come back with great enlightenment later when the time comes. Hmm, something seems up and down. I think I need to reflect on the words of Emperor Mucheon again.”

“Yes. Please come in.”

Tajeong Jinin stood up from his seat.

Tajeong Jinin, who was just about to leave the restaurant, asked as if he suddenly remembered something.

“Ah. however. I said fuck before I lost my mind. What did that mean?”

“Ah. Did that leak out of your mouth?”

Cheong scratched the back of his head with an embarrassed expression.

—-

According to an elder from the Jongnam faction, it was more of an accident than an internal injury.

Every part of the body’s meridians and veins were shattered without leaving any gaps, but they were not broken or twisted.

“You may feel empty because you have lost a lot of internal energy, but since your Qi and acupuncture points have become wider and stronger, you can say that you are blessed. As long as you are alive, your inner strength accumulates again.”

“Hmm. Yes.”

If it were an ordinary martial artist, it seems like it would have lost some of its original strength.

However, in the case of Cheong, rather than losing, it increased slightly.

Pacheon Magi pretended not to know what happened and stuck to the corner of the danjeon again, but very little of it was able to move and was left flopping around.

Elder Uidang looked at Cheong with the eyes of a grandchild and smiled.

“However, if you add a little elixir, you can lean a little more towards Giyeon. Jangmun asked me to tell it to you. It’s called Jasodan.”

“Wow! Jasodan!”

After Cheong looked surprised, well, then something was a little strange.

what? Was I wrong?

“Ugh. Isn’t Jasodan the elixir of a volcano?”