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The Tathagata God of the Blue has used it several times and made the sound of the temple bell sound.

However, this tone was different from the usual ones, more solemn and grand, and it burrowed into my heart and remained as a lingering sound.

The temple of the temple bell refers to the operating principle that encompasses everything, all things in the universe, the operation of heaven and earth, the cycle of karma, and the reincarnation of living things through birth, aging, illness, and death.

Therefore, the sound of the temple bell is the cleanest sound that exists in the world, the word that cuts off people’s anguish and cleanses their hearts.

Is that why?

Everyone in the hall follows that sound.

Even the blood ghosts, even the low-level blood ghosts who were just greedy and eating up the warriors of the four factions, erase the devilishness in their eyes for a moment and turn their heads to find the source of the clear sound.

It was the sound that the Bangeomsangdohoe had been waiting for and the most welcome sound.

Everyone smiled brightly, some with small smiles, some with bright smiles, and some exhaled a sigh of relief as if they had believed them. The heart was so happy and happy that they had no choice but to turn their heads and look for the owner.

A place where everyone’s eyes gather, a man of one blood stands tall with his arms outstretched.

A woman covered in blood with no part of her body missing her original color, but despite this, she still hasn’t lost her beauty.

For a moment, all the fighting stopped and the son-in-law was quiet, a silence filled with chirping birds.

It was a moment when someone swallowed their saliva.

The bloody lips of the beauty open.

“Ah, I’m behind, I’m dead… … ”

And then Cheolpudeok.

Still, a new type of woman who falls apart.

At that moment, a question mark that did not yet exist seemed to appear above everyone’s heads in the midfield.

… … ? what?

Helionic reflection? Is it the most brilliant before the sun sets? One last shot that mustered up all the strength to die?

“Cheong-a!” “Cheong!” “Preface Sojeo!”

The voices of my friends are loud and urgent.

As soon as Cheong opened his eyes, what he saw was a slightly elegant and swirling dance movement.

Mo Yong Joo Hee dances.

Geumyang Geomhwa, a dance worthy of the nickname given by people in the world because the appearance of the Geumyang is literally like Geumyang or silk fluttering in the wind.

One is a straight and strong sword.

One is a soft sword that is thin and flexible.

He spreads his two swords like wings and rotates his body, with his long sleeves fluttering like a leisurely butterfly.

The blood-maws rush in, claw at the air, and splatter with blood on every blade they pass!

A strange beauty that catches the eye as it seems to move alone at half the speed in twice as fast.

Suddenly our eyes meet, but we do not meet.

I felt hazy and looked into the distance, and it seemed like I had attained enlightenment and was in a state of selflessness.

Looking at that magnificent beauty and pretty Moyong Sojeo, it seems like everyone was holding on strong.

It was a time when Cheong relaxed somewhat.

Quack! The sound of a huge thunderbolt rings out.

Cheong’s eyes quickly turn.

Immediately, my eyes widen, and without realizing it, I jump up and put out my hand and push it into the air.

The seal of Amitabha, where the middle finger and thumb vaguely face each other at a distance of just a word, and the sound of truth resounding in the world.

And then, ugh. Uh, I, I, now, what.

The pain was so intense that I couldn’t even make a sound.

Before I knew it, I was suffocating and my lungs were constricting, and in an instant, thick sweat was seeping down my forehead and back, and my sweat glands were tingling as if there were needles in them.

Cheong lowers his head.

There is a long wound that opens on both sides from the shoulder, through the navel, to the thigh above the knee, although it is completely filled with bloody paste.

The pain that I had put off until now, the pain that I had mentally rejected and put off until now, comes rushing in all at once.

It’s the will of heaven to punish a fool who didn’t know the preciousness of his own body and hurt it by going on a rampage. It’s a terrible pain like heavenly punishment.

Me, what kind of state am I in right now?

How are you alive, how are you alive?

It felt like a cry for help was coming out of my mouth without my knowledge.

I don’t even know what I said, I’m losing my mind, and I’m in a state of darkness.

And right away… … !

His body is twisted and his wounds follow him, so the price for losing his mind for a moment is huge. Just kill me, I’ll tell you everything, save the person, really.

“Cheong!” “Cheong-ah!” “Preface Sojeo!”

If it weren’t for the voices rushing into my ears, I would have been trembling and shaking.

However, in an instant, I felt like my soul, which had leaked out, leaving only the tail outside my mouth, was coming back.

Cheong grits his teeth, raises his torso on his arms, puts his left foot on the ground, desperately presses his knees, and struggles to get up again.

So, holding up the scimitar, he points at the end of the cold moon and points to Changsanya.

My legs are trembling and my arms are shaking, so no one can see that I am in a good condition.

Still, I have the strength to swing it just once.

I can’t imagine what kind of reaction will follow after that, but thanks.

The last chance we got by reaching the peace zone, we can prepare a sumptuous feast and eat together. Yes, rice, rice is an important matter.

You have to eat to live.

We should eat together and live together.

“Hey. Old man. Instead of bullying the weak kids, why don’t you come and attack us?”

I think my voice got distorted and started to squeak somewhere along the way. Now, isn’t it worth praising just for not screaming along the way?

“You, you bitch!”

“Hey! Are you going to learn martial arts and deal with small children? If an old bastard acts like a child at heart, is there any rejuvenation? Tsk, are you proud of having gotten older? If it were me, I would rather stick my nose in beef soup and commit suicide than grow old ugly like you.”

It’s a dirty sound coming from a pretty mouth.

But the effect was amazing.

It was a terrible provocation for a demon who was already full of anger and whose anger threshold had already dropped.

At this point, hey, old bastard, if you had only heard those six words, your eyes would have rolled over. Since Cheong doesn’t know about such circumstances, he just talks about it for now.

Because I don’t have the confidence to go there.

Then, the enemy will come.

thud! The violent advance causes the vibrations to reach the soles of Cheong’s feet.

Changsanya’s new type that attacks with such fierceness that it attacks at an incredible speed.

Cheong captures the image in his big eyes.

Seeing the enemy, he takes a deep breath and reads the subtle differences between right foot and left foot, right foot and left foot.

Ah, my left foot feels uncomfortable right now.

Cheong holds the Cheolchueonwoldo high –

Then the world obeys and follows the request.

The world is tilting.

The earth tilts.

As the back of the Heavenly Fire Sword sinks and the front rises, the world turns upside down as heaven and earth try to swap places.

The land stands vertically, and Changsanya, where you step on it and get closer, feels like a fall rather than a run.

It is a shape that falls vertically when the earth rises like a cliff.

Chang Sanya has doubts.

The world moves, thrusting him in front of the blade.

Like a ship capsized by a typhoon, the earth turned over and the body lay horizontally. Isn’t it like jumping to death as if being sucked into the vicious blade of the Woldo?

Everyone in the room sees this strange scene.

As the eyes gathered at the sound of the temple bell witnessed the universe turning upside down, the will of a mere human being was so helpless that he could not even move a finger.

Hard as a stone, all I can do is stare.

Heaven and earth are turned upside down.

There is only one in it.

To stop and not move.

As the scimitar was standing vertically without moving a single inch, I suddenly realized, ah, that’s where the center of the world is.

Cang Sanya absent-mindedly turns the sky over and looks up at the sky below her head and looks down at the same time.

The half moon, the blade of the Woldo sword, is just a stone’s throw away.

In the face of death, Changsanya uses her last strength to push off the ground she stepped on while running with all her might.

A tingling moment, an electric current spraying down my thighs.

Instead, I lose strength and my body tilts.

ah. that. Damn you, you guy with a smooth face-

That was Changsanya’s last thought.

The earth throws itself and slams its body into Woldo.

A world completely turned upside down, Jokha Sunrise, Sanggae Land.

In the dawn sky that spreads out beneath your feet, the sun falls down an endless cliff and sinks, casting brilliant colors, while the earth closes in like a ceiling, blocking the sky.

Only one weapon stayed in place.

Because it is the center of the world.

At some point, the world comes back.

It would not be accurate to say that I have returned.

Like a long dream on a spring day, like some illusion, it was nothing more than a mirage that suddenly disappeared.

Ugh, the sound of people taking in and out of breath here and there is noisy.

And then the new model stumbled all at once.

Because I was standing upside down in a world turned upside down.

Dokgogugeom, the first second. Infant independence.

Since you exist alone in the world, this is the time to stand as the master of heaven and earth and the universe.

If you were to look at the world with your eyes on a sword, wouldn’t you be immovable and the enemy would approach and the world would move, turn left and right, turn upside down, and rotate north, south, east and west?

If a martial artist forged with a single sword were to become the master of the world, the sword would not have moved at all.

Belatedly, Chang Sanya falls to the left and right.

The body, split exactly in half, is pouring out its contents from the messy cross section and steam is rising.

Cheong exhales.

Emperor Muchon, have you seen this crazy old man?

The nine herbivores created by the most advanced warrior of all time with all his wishes, a violent ideology that colors the entire universe with its own colors from beginning to end.

However, um.

I don’t really get along with Emperor Mucheon’s grandfather.

Isn’t it terrible to be alone in the world?

This old man was also a friendless person.

However, in the vaguely glimpsed realm of the world outside the world, a certain solitude that an unmanned person inevitably reaches, vaguely stabs at the heart in the form of an unclear fate of having to go alone in the end.

No matter how advanced your martial arts skills are, in the end, training is something you do on your own, alone.

Someday you have to make a decision-

“Cluck.”

Cheong coughed once.

And, poop!

The barely contained bleeding bursts out violently.

All muscles begin to become tangled and convulsed, and small incontinence spreads to all bones.

My vision is red and I can’t see in front of me, the blood welling up in my nasal passages is flowing down my nose and mouth, and my ears are just quiet, the sounds of the world disappear and I can only feel the thick liquid flowing.

Well, of course I knew it would happen like this.

Herbivory becomes clearer as one ascends to the stage of flowering, and it is a high-level form of martial arts that is difficult to fully imitate even if the body was normal.

I already stretched out my tattered body and thought, ‘Wow, how is he still alive?’ How could he be safe?

But, I did enough, right?

There is no need to forcefully hold on to your now fading spirit and then withstand the terrible hellfire-level recoil with your mind intact.

Because I have friends.

Even if it breaks and falls down, I can leave it to Hu-hu to take care of me and watch my back and learn some tricks.

okay. Can I leave the rest to you?

I’ve done enough, and now I’m going to take a break.

Cheong whispers, and without even realizing it, a sweet smile blooms.

It feels so comforting to be able to leave it to someone and fall down.

Was I being too foolish?

What would it have been like if he had taken the groceries with him from the beginning and asked the Murim Alliance for help?

Or maybe it was his way of apologizing, or he was on his way to give me a boost at some point, but in any case, if I had asked my teacher for help.

Maybe I just came to Hangzhou with General Wang Ssangryong and his friends.

Ah, but.

Isn’t this the main light?

If you do something wrong, you will really be left behind… …

And then, darkness.