Lunar New Year
I continued to receive personal guidance from the sincere offender from that day onwards. Contrary to what I thought was going to end in a month, Jinso seemed to be eager to teach me. Of course, there was a thorough agenda hidden there, so I didn't believe it was [Priest's Kite].
It's been two months.
Kuwoo...
My whole body aches. I felt like the round pill-like energy that had been piled up before was melting away. My forehead and back were sweating so hard, there was sticky moisture where I was sitting.
Soon, I opened my eyes when the energy completely melted.
Then Jinzo said with a smile.
"You've dissolved the internal affairs of the Three Musketeers Law. Is it only two months?"
"Yes, I worked hard for two months to rehearse the brain dragon diary."
So far, all I've learned for two months is how to operate the brain dragon weather. I have not learned any weapons or telescopic techniques.
Jinzo Chung no longer insisted on struggling, instead saving me time to eat and let me carry out the BrainDragon diary. It was because the sooner we melt the Age of the Three Treasuries Act, the more profitable it will be. That's why I repeat the left and left airspace like crazy for seven watches a day.
And I felt a tremendous amount of blood flow from my whole body as the internal sphere of the triad melted. If I had been scowling on a helpless mule until now, I would have climbed on Junma's back and jumped out. Moreover, because the brain dragon weather is also an excellent first-class aerosol technique, many internal aerosols have been accumulated.
Wheelic!
Suddenly, Jinseo swung the wooden sword in his hand and put it in front of my eyes. The wind passes by the end of my nose due to its fast speed. As I looked at the sliding sword, the sincere executioner said.
"What do you think? Don't you see my blade?"
I answered honestly.
"Yes. Clearer than ever."
I didn't fake it for nothing. In the past, when Jin Xu Chung wielded his sword, all he could see was a haze of cloudiness. Now, it's only a little bit, but he can see the outline and direction of the sword. I thought I could avoid it if I moved well.
"As the air level rises, the eye force rises by itself. Visual acuity is very important for athletes, so it's okay to see your masons go up there."
I felt an overall increase in mobility, vitality, and resilience. I laughed.
"I'm glad."
"I'll have to teach you weapons skills from today... I'll have to teach you spears first." "
"What spear?"
I have studied swordsmanship for decades. Although it is a notation, you will have to practice it again from the beginning, but you will learn how to use a sword in your own way. And all of a sudden, grab a spear!
Jinso told me.
"Of course, the spear is stronger."
"What are you talking about..."
Jinzo said confidently.
"Moslems usually use a sword or a sword and use a spear are a minority. Why do you think that is?"
"......"
"Of course, the spear is a very powerful weapon. Whoever learns the spear well will not be defeated by anyone. Since Guan 'a hates carrying spears, she has no choice but to choose a sword or a blade as a suboption, and spears are essentially the primary and culmination of all weapons."
"I see."
I felt like I knew why.
No matter how powerless the villagers were, they could never be seen lightly if dozens of people flocked around equipped with spears and bars. I've seen second-class masters get thrashed by peasants like that. Although it is said to be a group of individuals, it was evidence that the spear is powerful enough to easily bridge the gap between the two.
"But you're good with a sword now, aren't you?"
"My swordsmanship is very low. It's the spear I use for organs. I can't help it."
Wiryric
After saying that, Jinzo swung his sword lightly, but he entered the sword outside the five chapters precisely. It was hard for a normal person to imitate, so I could still see that he was a master.
"Don't be disappointed. Once you've mastered the enchantment, I'll teach you how to use a sword."
"Psychotic?"
"The name of the spear I will teach you."
Swook
Jinzou gave me the Practice Timber. I only knew the basics of how to hold a spear, so I caught up with him. He said.
"Baek Woong, I know you're not very talented. But spearheading is a martial arts skill that can reach its peak without compulsion and hard work! I'll push your potential to the limit."
"......"
As I stared at the plea, he said as if to wonder.
"What's the matter?"
"No, that's... that's why you want to invest in me like this."
I haven't eaten a thousand years old snowflake yet. I've never taken the elixir.
But I now knew that this situation, led one-on-one by the Jinso office, was an act. It's because even a wealthy man can't afford such a luxury. I was so curious about what Jinzo Chung was thinking of spending time with me.
"You're telling me the truth."
"You're not just a tourist or a gunman in Lee, are you? You don't seem to have any reason to be obsessed with the review index."
I picked it up and pointed out because I was confident that I was now on the same boat as Jinzo. If it was just a brain dragon diary, they would have accepted it as a total doorway if they could teach us about phantom-like splenectomy. That's why I thought that if I knew the point at once, Jinseo wouldn't be able to let me go right away.
Jinzo smiled bitterly.
"That's why... I'll let you know when you get your cut. You're arrogant to try to fly when you can't even run."
"I see."
"Baek Ung, shut up and learn."
The words of Jinso Chung became a proverb that I would think about for a lifetime.
"It's not too late to think after you become stronger."
Time has passed.
One year passed quickly.
There was no place to go back, so I made this place my home and trained every day.
It was a little lonely at the end of the year.
I felt like I was approaching puberty because I was growing up to become a long bone.
By the third year, I was able to withstand twenty seconds in a duel with the Jinzo Office.
Caaang!!
My iron spear burst with a loud hiss. Jinzong lightly retrieved the wooden sword and gave me a pinglass.
"When will I use my spear against you?"
"Not in my lifetime, I'm afraid."
I sat down complaining.
It's been three years since I've been taught as an immediate disciple of the Jinseo Office at the Chungryong Palace, but I still haven't brought out the real skills of Jinseo Province. He still only used a wooden sword against me and never a spear, a real organ.
I grew up quite well in the body of a child, so I became long and tall. However, Jinzo's skills were still lacking. Jinzo said as he was grumbling because he was depressed.
"What are you so passionate about since you have mastered the encephalogram and encephalogram for the minister of blue dragons? If you learn all that well, you can defeat me."
"I'm not a genius."
I know.
Maybe I won't be able to keep up with the Jinzo until I die.
Now I have learned the secret feast of the Blue Dragon Sector for three years, as Jinzo said. He practiced encephalography and encephalography without fail. In particular, the encephalogram method is well suited to his aptitude and reached the castle of Oh. In addition, by consistently digesting the brain dragon diary, internal affairs were never inferior to peer review indices.
However, since I've grown up for three years, Jinseo has become stronger. I was speechless because I didn't even see his limits.
"Is it true that the future teenagers, the middleweight masters..."
Jinseo-Chung sat his wooden sword on his shoulder and scratched his stomach.
"Have you been here for three years?"
"That's the number of years."
"Go home once."
Suddenly, I flinched and trembled at the offer of the Jinzo Office.
"What? Home?"
"Yes. You have to go to your village and tell them if you're alive or dead."
"......"
Should we call it home?
Where I used to eat at the barn while cleaning up my cowshit every day.
Where all the villagers treated me and were sometimes hit by men my own age.
Where no one was on my side, so I had to leave like I was escaping to the republic.
I didn't even try to wash my eyes and look for a good memory.
"I have a hunch you won't even think about leaving a letter, but your hometown is your home. I'm sure you'll be more busy from now on, but I don't think it's a bad idea to clear your mind and go somewhere."
It made sense.
I agree that I love my hometown and that I don't have to stay here, but I have to clear my mind. I'm sure that's the way I want it to be.
I smiled white.
"Then I'll be going."
"I've spoken to the Grand Duchess, so I'll give you three months' time and money. In the meantime, breathe your home air as much as you want."
"Yes."
Hometown air.
What does that feel like?
I can assure you, I will never let that air stand in my way.
The next morning, I packed my things and left the Blue Dragon Cabinet. After living like a prisoner for three years, even the spectator city looked new. I was thinking about riding in a horse station, but I quit, too, because I was short on money.
The reason I want you to clear your mind... is do you want to put me on the golden throne as well? '
The gold crown!
An impotent group that is the second generation of the current imperial empire and is full of great masters. From time to time, when I met Irrigation Lee and talked while drinking tea, Lee showed a strong obsession with the gold. Although Lee Kwang is a military criminal and a scholar of the sect, he seemed to miss working on gold in the past even more.
In the meantime, Jinseo also often brought up the gold standard. We have to assume that their intentions are related to gold. But what good does it do for them to be well-fed and well-fed while still running the Blue Dragon Cabinet? It didn't make any sense to the organization, such as the gold dignitaries, because they didn't look at the people who were involved in the organization's confidentiality to be more respectful.
Anyway, the amount of talking made it clear that sooner or later he was using me to plot something.
'If not, I'll run away.'
If there is a conspiracy, it is not relevant.
I followed the landscape for two days and repeated the rest if there was a woman's inn or civil home on the way. Unlike when I first came to the Blue Dragon Palace, I was traveling relaxed and at ease.
It was then.
"Kuhahaha!! Where are you going?"
Five bandits walked out of the grass on the side of the road. I checked their outfits, but they also seemed to be regular greenery bandits. You're learning basic martial arts, so you're a nuisance. I calmly looked around them and said,
"I don't have any money. I'll give you everything you have. Please step back."
"Huh? You don't have any money?"
The hairy bandit standing at the front smiles and shouts in a concave voice. A strong life echoes.
"Then I'll have to chop off your belly!!"
Shhh!
Two bandits galloped in and cut me down with their swords. I haven't been able to recover from the rapid evasion of the brain projections. Three years ago, I would have been in a hurry to avoid them, but now I have no problem avoiding them at all.
'Shut up, bandits killing passers-by.'
There were two types of bandits:
Either you take it or you kill it and take it.
Most people thought the latter was the case, but the latter was the opposite. Since it was easy for punitive forces to march from Guan 'a as people died and the more notorious the bandits became, it was normal for them to just rob the property. Representatives and bandits used to pay 'winnings' for such contractual relationships.
But now I see robbers belonging to the minority. These boats are wandering around without a care after they've killed and taken everything. It was a very poor quality class, so it was a group that was cultivated among the same bandits.
If I had met these guys three years ago, this would have been my grave. But I made a cold smile.
"Even if I can't win the petition."
"Huh?!"
Shook!
As soon as he drew his sword from his waist, a herbalist from Brainy Island cut the heads of two bandits and blew them away. Before the rest of the bandits reacted, I swung and struck a bandit in the chest with my palm.
With a loud thud, the bandits spit out blood with their hearts heavily lowered. You can never live because you crushed her breastbone.
"Hee, hee."
"He's a Muslim..."
The other two bandits quickly turned their backs to see if they felt wrong, but I chased after them and beheaded them in turn. The sensation of a lump of varmint meat being cut off felt real quick. After a few years of killing, I felt nervous, but soon I was able to recover my stability.
I muttered as I wiped the blood from the blade with the cotton cloth I was holding.
"We're almost out of town."
My eyes were a little bright.
"Let's go play at the chief's house."
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