episode_0484

Is it possible to imitate a person’s voice purely using tracheal pronunciation, or to store it and take it out?

It is a technology that is too advanced to have appeared in the primitive era of the Central Plains of ancient times (passed necklace).

This meant that no matter how much he was an engineer at the Blood Religious Blood Corps, he could not make an announcement sound such as the door opening when the stone door was opened.

In fact, the stone door could not be moved and opened on its own, let alone a voice guidance.

This is a manual door that is raised by hand using a pulley, a thorough home-made craft.

The technicians of the blood donation group gathered together and began to work hard to open the stone door.

You might say that it is too manual.

However, it must be taken into account that Shinjimyo is a tomb chamber dug out of the mountain.

This meant that if you wanted to attach an engine device, you had to dig out that much space yourself.

Since people are going to operate it anyway, just sweating it out is more efficient than digging up a mountain of rocks.

Even while the blood donation technicians are sweating hard, the battle continues.

There was a sound like grinding a millstone scraping stone against stone, but when there were swords everywhere and their blue blades were dancing around, what could the sound of a millstone mean?

However, for warrior Lee Gye-wi of the Iron Blooded Sword Heaven, who was called Muldae by his apostle brothers, it was a sound that stuck in his mind like a thunderbolt.

“Moon! door! The door is open!”

They make a big fuss just because one stone door has been opened.

However, you must also understand Muldae’s position.

It was as if he was covered in human skin, or in the Chinese expression, covered in a sword, and he was suffering from the stabbings of a monster as terrible as a monster (Seo Mun-cheong, a Jeongpa guru).

Most of Muldae’s upper body was crumpled like a checkerboard and stained red, so Cheong was literally enjoying the slaughter in a trance.

The sound of a millstone can be heard at this time.

I could see the door on the other side slowly rising.

It was a ray of light and the greatest salvation for Muldae!

“Door?”

“Yes, Moon! Because the door was open-”

“No need!”

What kind of door is there all of a sudden?

For Cheong, the door is no longer on his mind.

What is important is the fact that the killer in front of you is wearing the uniform of the Iron Blood Sword Heaven.

Aren’t they the ones who caused clan annihilation in an innocent village (a fortress-type village is a large cluster of villages) just to take over a comfortable lounge?

I tried to save that dirty life, but now I have nothing to sell, so I’m selling the door.

And then, hmm? door? What door? Stone gate?

Cheong’s eyes, which had been hazy and immersed in pleasure, become clear.

The deadly force that enveloped my mind disappears, and the sage’s characteristic half-nihilistic, half-wise, half-guru-like gaze takes its place.

In other words, Cheong returned completely to normal.

The smile that was too bright and burdensome soon subsides.

Thanks to this, the bastard face returns to its proper place, and the monster-like sense of discomfort disappears as if it had never happened before, and it is a dramatic scene in which the evil and evil rachal girl of hell changes into a pure guru of a political sect.

My heart sank at the sight.

Ah, it’s over. I survived… … !

It was the very moment when Muldae was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

My heart aches!

“Ugh, why… … ?”

After seeing the blade stuck in my solar plexus, Muldae asks with trembling eyes.

“There was an unknown village at the foot of Mt. Laosan, but it no longer exists. why? Those killers called Iron Blood Geomcheon erased it.”

“Because of those stupid things… … ”

At the same time, the blue blade pointed downward.

Cheong’s beliefs remained the same.

The knife should come out in a different direction than the direction it went in.

Muldae’s body, cut straight from the solar plexus to the groin, fell to the floor.

For your information, Cheong is in a perfectly normal state.

With everything inside me spilling out onto the floor, I desperately tried to open the door as my eyes were suffocating and my breath was going out.

And one last word.

“The door was opened… … .”

He seemed quite upset that he died even though the door was open.

Even if you tell them why they are dying, they are blaming the door, so what is the problem with those Sapa bastards?

Cheong swung his sword and sprayed the blood that stuck to it.

hmm. After all, who would be standing there?

Suddenly, an unknown warrior, covered in blood, internal organs, fat, and other filth, turned his head with a furious expression.

“Whoa, whoa, ugh, my throat feels sore. Is Dam trying to come?”

After identifying the culprit, he naturally turned his neck and pretended to relax his muscles.

It was natural.

Pride is pride, and getting into a fight with a laughing bitch who chops people up alive is another thing.

Of course, it would have been the same even if it were a feminine participant since the dress was rather plain.

“Look, friend. When did we reach the state of unity? I thought I was catching up, but do I really have to be that far ahead? You are truly my sword friend!”

If a master who has achieved the unity of the sword and body spews dirt, he should just be beaten.

If you fight back for no reason, you will get stabbed with a knife in addition to the dirt.

“Heh. How difficult is that? If it catches me, that’s it, hmm? Now that I think about it, how do I do the Shinsword Unity thing if I use dual swords? Are there only two swords left?”

“Isn’t that natural? A double sword means handling two swords as one, so the two swords function as one weapon.”

“Is it right to call that union? No, is that even possible in the first place? Consciousness is one.”

“But isn’t there only one weapon?”

“Two swords?”

“Didn’t they say that the twin swords are one weapon? So, it can be said that dual swordsmanship is a martial art that is sadly flawed.”

“What?”

Mo Yong Joo-hee turned on the double wick.

If he were not the eldest son of the Namgung family, it is an insult so severe that he would ask for immediate life and death, and it is such an abusive language that the head of the Namgung family, whose drinking volume is increasing day by day, must personally come forward and apologize.

However, as has been the case since their first meeting, Namgoong Shinjae is not a person who is reluctant to speak.

It may be because, as the legitimate eldest son of the Namgung family, he spent a childhood without having to be careful about what he said.

Or maybe he was just born like this.

“Isn’t that so? Originally, the basics of martial arts were one weapon and one pseudo-armed weapon. Whether it’s a sword, a half-sword, or a long sword, isn’t the technique used with the left hand? If the power of weaponry is ten, then the so-called box fighting technique, a similar martial art, would be about three. So, wouldn’t the total power produced by a warrior using his weapon and left arm be 13 points?”

A master’s conversation is an intangible treasure in itself.

This is because, if it is a discourse between a master of the late transcendental period who has reached the level of unity of the sword and the sword, and a master of the transcendental period, it is a precious word that must be listened to with open ears despite the respect of respect.

The Sapa warriors who had been listening, pretending not to hear, tilted their heads, nodded, or some looked indignant.

Those who cringe.

I understand the sword, but what is a half sword and what is a long sword?

(The correct answer is sword, sword and spear)

Those who nod.

Okay, okay. Box fighting is a quasi-martial arts skill.

Just as a martial artist is a pseudo martial artist.

But even three points seems too generous.

Shouldn’t I give it a point or even half a point?

And those who are indignant will become the same pseudo-military people.

But even if you are angry about the pseudo-unmanned topic, what can you do?

“But if you hold dual swords, the two weapons are one, and each weapon is worth ten points, so isn’t it worse than emptying one hand?”

“Oh wow. It’s persuasive.”

Cheong nodded.

Mo Yong Joo Hee looked very disappointed.

actually. When it comes to swords, aren’t Namgung Shinjae’s words mostly correct?

So Cheong agreed and let it go.

Namgung Shinjae only said the right thing about the sword.

I say harsh things about the rest.

“In that sense, the ultimate martial art can also be said to be a double sword. Since I was holding a different sword on the left and right, wouldn’t it be ten points out of ten, and twenty points on the left and right?”

Look at this.

In the end, the conclusion becomes strange.

“Then, aren’t two weapons always good? Then, why does everyone use both bottles and leave one hand empty?”

“That’s because people in the world aren’t geniuses like me. Does it make sense to use a different sword in each hand? It was such a rough and difficult path that I got scared and ended up giving up and compromising.”

“Hmm?”

Cheong’s eyes lit up.

Because he is a person who never misses an opportunity to make fun of someone.

“Is that difficult?”

“It’s difficult. In the first place, swordsmanship is designed to respond to all four directions, and of course, since the sword path extends out into the world, it is virtually impossible to use two swordsmanship to extend harmoniously without interfering with each other. However, something that is close to impossible is actually impossible-”

“Heng. Give me the sword.”

Cheong’s acquisition of martial arts is in touch with the fundamental fear beyond the universe of being forcibly hit on the head and body.

In Cheong’s hometown, it is a serious mental and physical contamination caused by the great old state window that reaches into the unconscious realm called muscle memory. – Cheong believes this.

In any case, it seems that Cheong’s brain-massaging learning method of eating very raw food and swallowing it without any preparation was bothersome in distinguishing between right-handers and left-handers.

I just hit all the best left fielders.

Wolnyeogeomgyeol (Jin) in his right hand.

In his left hand, he holds a hundred eight swords.

The world’s first great martial arts, which passed down the line as the only master in the world, and the most ferocious magic arts of the world’s ten greatest magic arts are unfolded at the same time.

Of course, the Wolnyeogeomgyeom test can be unfair.

If you want to spread it together, you should at least use a purple sword technique that suits your level, so why should you use gold to make it look less classy?

However, Cheong originally had a habit of making someone feel unfair just by taking a breath.

However, if that were the case, everyone would have carried two weapons.

visor! The two swords clash violently and the short sword dance ends.

“eng. It’s not easy.”

“Oh! That’s amazing! But I would say it’s still close to imitation. Yanggeom dismantles the chosik one by one and reassembles it so that the two fit together. However, it is a high-level study that must not compromise the true meaning of each person’s swordsmanship. Didn’t you just bring out two types of swords that are suitable for each type of swordsmanship?”

Cheong’s eyes trembled.

You really are a ghost, a ghost. Sword ghost.

Plus, the whole sound.

-And Geomwoo? Could it be that the ferocious and exciting swordsmanship just now is not the hundred and eight swords of the world’s ten greatest demonic masters? How could he have mastered such a vicious magic technique? What a wonderful swordsmanship! Show me the details later when we spar.

“… … ?”

Are you looking into this? And it stings for a while.

Conclusion? why?

But Namgung Shinjae can understand everything.

No, I couldn’t understand it and ended up admiring it.

Indeed, Geomwoo!

How could a true swordsman pass up a famous swordsmanship?

Swordsmanship before the world’s ten greatest magicians!

In swordsmanship, there is no good or evil, so there is no right sama!

Of course, if it weren’t for Geomwoo, it would have been pointless.

It’s just the reappearance of the martial arts sword Surama Sword.

However, in the olden days of the Spring and Autumn Warring States period, Jongjagi died and Baekah stopped playing, so isn’t this the highest level of friendship, called jieum (知音), as a friend who recognizes such and such a note?

Even though he is a close friend who only understands sounds, he is a swordsman who understands the greatest sword in the world.

It was then.

“Hey, are you going to keep talking? Shouldn’t we move slowly? Everyone is waiting.”

Joayo Lee Hye-hye intervened.

“eng. Can’t everyone just go their separate ways now? The door was open.”

“Hmm?”

Cheong looks around and frowns.

“What is it? Why are you all listening to other people flirting? Those who will go, those who will go, those who will rest will rest. Those who want to take care of the injured are left behind. You have to take care of it yourself.”

The crowd felt a little mortified at that.

In fact, no group can be without a leader.

This is because it is human habit to implicitly select someone as the leader even if no one specifically steps forward.

Isn’t there a terrible Yeo Madou who showed overwhelming inaction and even more heinous killing spree in this place, and even severed the head of the Taishan demon army?

Even though the door was open, everyone was watching and listening to the meaningless theory of two swords.

Cheong waved his hand.

“What are you doing? I do what I have to do.”

The warriors look awkwardly at him and then disappear beyond the stone gate.

Some people helped the injured person over the stone gate, while others took a seat next to the injured person with an expression on their faces that they were sick of everything.

“Let’s take a little rest. Looking at what’s going on, I don’t think there’s any need to rush.”

Looking at the way things are going anyway, it doesn’t seem to make much of a difference whether I take a break or go first.

Isn’t it obvious that everyone will be waiting when the room to divide the number of people comes out anyway?

Otherwise, they’ll either set off a trap on their own, or they’ll kill each other from now on, like in the second season.