Top of Gold
Upon arriving at the Gateway of the Incense Hall, there were people waiting in front of you, as the Southern Governor had said. There were unmanned men waiting near the gate, all dressed in blue. They bowed down when they found the Southern archer.
"The Imperial Air Force is here to see Sogaju!"
It seemed to be a direct force of the Southern Imperial Sector. I looked into the faces of about 20 of them, more than half of whom were first-class masters. With this much power, I was quite surprised to be able to wipe out the rumored faction in one day. Nam Gong-hwan told the crown prince who ruled the perforations.
"Why didn't you come to the audience?"
"I'm sorry, but if we go into the castle, the crowd will be very concerned. It was inevitable to avoid friction."
"Is that really your idea?"
"......"
"Phew."
The paladin smiled bitterly and turned his head and stood still. I could see that there was some kind of conflict between them, but now was not the time to pry it out. Nam-gwang Hwan held the hand of the executioner in Jinzo's office.
"Thank you very much. If it weren't for you and the Hundred Hundred, I'd be dead in a barn somewhere."
"No. You trusted me and risked your life to get to the Blue Dragon Cabinet. I appreciate it more."
They seemed to have friendships in their own way. For some reason, I was being chased by the Masters of the River by Nam Gong-hwan, alone with a hairdresser, and I wondered what the relationship was between the Imperial Guard and Nam Gong-hwan. However, I endured it because it was not a situation that I could ask directly from the front.
He also held my hand and said.
"Small talk, thank you very much. If you come to the Southern Imperial Palace at any time, I will treat even the smallest of them preciously as my lifesavers. Please come find me."
"You're welcome..."
I said hello and looked at the hairdresser. She was strangely silent in this matter. As if I had to, I was just quietly following Nam Gong-hwan.
"If I get caught, I'm in danger of being raped or raped. How can I be so calm?" '
I felt something glamorous. Even though she was a strong woman, this was the sole purpose of the attack, with dozens of Muslims flocking to her. It was normal for a dizzy woman to be bored with fear or to bend her emotion line. However, she was like, "It's not going to happen," without even a handful of fluctuations.
"Then take a look."
"Ah, yes."
At the end of Jinso's separation, Nam Geunghwan and Yongyeon accompanied the engineering troops and disappeared into the night. I was quite tired, but I felt like I was trying to outrun the pursuers a little more. Around the time the back of the two people disappeared, Jinseo talked to me.
"Farewell, Priest."
He was now a completely unsuspecting new priest. Once an experimental animal that was raised as needed, now I feel happy. I said, feeling a little proud inside.
"Execution. I have a question."
"What is it?"
"What happened today is so strange. Even though the Southern Palace of the world carried only celestial bodies without an escort, the Imperial Guard probably had arrived at the Gorge before, but did not come down from the mountain to escort Sogaju."
"......"
"You should know something..."
When I blurred my horse's tail, Jinzo told me that it was quiet for a long time.
"It's no longer our business to interfere. I have done my best with Nam Gong-hwan, and I want him to take care of the rest. Anyway, something's not going to go wrong anymore."
"Do you know anything about this?"
"You want me to tell you?"
"That's right."
Then Jinzo shook my head and laughed.
"Okay, so why don't you make a bet?"
"A bet?"
"I'll tell you if you get out of the game and you make a hundred with your spear."
I was a little surprised.
"That's..."
"How's that? It's a training exercise, isn't it?"
I have a curiosity. Jinzo is not just a death sentence for me. He was a master who taught virtually everything about my work, but he had overwhelming talents and abilities that could not be compared to me. I didn't want to avoid such a martial arts institute.
"Very well."
Jinso Chung and I raced back to the Blue Dragon Palace at night. It was a considerable distance, so when I arrived, I was close to drinking. However, even if I was tired, I had to report it quickly, because the order of Madame Lim Yi Kwang was first.
"I've been back."
"Yes, welcome."
Lee Kwang Lee was reading while he turned on the Horn Blast in the Dragon Temple. He covered the book and told Jinzo.
"It's a little late for that."
"I was late helping a friend."
"If you're proud of yourself, I won't ask any more questions."
Lee Gwang-soo gave up on this matter. I felt jealous when I saw him. Normally, it was a hard thing to care about, but Lee Kwang Lee was only trusting because he thought his disciples were always proud. I envy how much that attitude helps my disciples.
Then, Lee Kwang said.
"You've heard the stories. A child who has come to be my apprentice from another brain kidney."
"Yes, you've helped me a lot."
I nodded in a joyful manner.
"As you can see, he has an incredible internal air. We'll be able to reconcile the cerebral kidneys with you in the future, so help each other aim for the underworld first."
"Yes, I'll keep that in mind."
Worst of all!
Suddenly, I felt a heartbeat as a big word came out. Although it is the word that every unauthorized person in the world dreams of, it came to me with a sense of reality to say what a great master like Lee Gwang-ju said. In fact, if I studied under him, I had the same expectation that I would be the lowest.
"Back off."
"Yep."
"Good night."
The two of us retreated in front of Lee Kwang on the third day. And as I was walking down the dark corridor, Jinzo told me.
"Neither did you, and I've been feeling less relaxed. While you're at it, why don't you make that bet now?"
"Can I make that bet until I win?"
"Of course."
"Of course we should."
Jinzo and I left the Dragon War and headed to the Apprentice Party. Then they raised the lights to be full within the training hall and held up the riding ceremony with each other holding the timber. I was a phantom, and he was a phantom.
Jinso told me.
"For your information, you may use all of your internal affairs freely."
"Are you sure? I don't know about the death penalty, but this Apprentice Party will be destroyed."
"Don't worry. I just want to see what you're made of."
"Yes."
I was worried about spending too much of my inner space and going crazy at night. But when I caught up with Jinzo's wooden pole and three blocks away, I realized that I was worried.
"......!!"
My whole body feels tingly.
Jinzo Chung is just standing still, but already my vitals are clearly naked, and in addition, his spear already felt like a massacre in my heart. This is useless even if I can use the innards of the underworld. The moment I swing my spear to do something, it was because that wishbone's razor blade would be slicing my throat.
This was not about the sword and the spear.
'What...?! I've had three thousand snowflakes in my life!'
But I couldn't admit it. This is incredible. Three meals of 1,000 Years of Lunar New Year, the best performance anyone can get in a lifetime, and you can't beat Jingzhou, even though there's hardly any indoor air running through your body! Moreover, I was surprised by the fact that Jinzo at this time was aware that he had just entered the top master.
Isn't this more pressing than when you stood in front of the Chief of the Male Bloodline?
Sweat flowed from my hand holding the spear. I felt as if a vision in front of my eyes was speaking to me instead of being in a spiritual position. The jolt of fuzz choked my breath.
"Khh...!!"
I couldn't stand it. So I thought of lifting up the inner air and moving in a different direction, but I was not willing to go into action. Every time that window blade moves like it's alive, it feels like it's following me.
I can't.
I can't do this.
It can't be done internally.
"... I lost."
In the end, I was unable to move for one second and admitted defeat there. Then, Jinzo released the pressure. He put his wooden spear back in the training hall.
"I'm sorry, Priest. I wasn't going to show off my skills or anything from day one, but I couldn't help but advise that the current state of the priest was too dangerous."
"Dangerous?"
Dalkak
After going through the wooden spear, I went to sit down in front of Jinso Chung. After leaving the outcome of the battle, the Jinseo realized that he had something to say and offered this bet. Jinso nodded and said.
"The priest is probably thinking, All you lack is Qi and martial arts, and if you fulfill it, you can instantly become the world's greatest master!..."
"... and I won't deny it."
Jinso took a short sigh. I was genuinely worried.
"But... that's the wrong idea. Even if you have the most insignificant mind in the world, the body of a priest who rules it is human. It is no different from dying standing barefoot in the midst of the Arctic with only Qi. It would be very unfortunate."
"......?"
(Laughs)
What is so important about will?
I tilted my head because I couldn't understand what he meant. Up until this point, I thought he was talking about speed by talking about the martial arts principle of the Wayfarer. I said with a smile from Jinzo, the pretender.
"My actions could be seen as a narrow speculation. However, if a priest is taught one-on-one from tomorrow, that kind of psychology will be read directly to the teacher. Since the teacher is not a person who expresses disappointment, there is the possibility of the priest turning around without any clue. I was worried about that, so I wanted to point it out."
That's definitely dangerous. Unlike Qin Dynasty, which always comes with enthusiasm when teaching people, Lee Kwang Lee was used to teaching genius, so he seemed to be a teacher who was just detached from his hands. It probably comes from being a genius.
I decided to accept the favor of Jinzo without distorting it. Since I just went through Jinzo's skills with my whole body, it is important to accept them without any doubt.
"Hmmm... I wouldn't deny that, but I'm not sure what you're talking about. Will? Are you talking about this?"
Kuwoo
I have drawn out to live with the inner air. Ordinary people squirm and squirm just by being hit by this life. However, Jinseo-Chun shook his hand.
"No, that's not a will. In other words, the Heart Qi Blood causes the priests' internal affairs to overflow... and that is also called Qi."
"Are you saying humans can influence the world by their own will?"
"That's the advanced level of martial arts. If you start going beyond herbal or internal levels, you'll be able to fight the Masters on a completely different level. Of course, we can't ignore herbs and internal air at all, but at least we run from the lower dimension of aesthetics."
I could tell at that moment.
The Jinzo Corporation has stepped into that realm! '
And the light of the third feast is the true moon, which reached that realm a long time ago. I could only then understand the horrific camouflage I felt when I dealt with the shape-shifter in Lee Gwang-hwang. It was because they had reached an area that could not be divided by three parts, such as two parts, two parts, or three parts.
I also realized that even if I hadn't interfered today, I could have handled those elite masters by myself. Because nobody ever hurt anyone or died in the original history, but today's event has nothing to do with my interference.
That is - In real history, the Jinzo Church single-handedly defeated about 10 elite masters. I was just exploring the situation and fighting for a while.
Jinso told me.
"First thing tomorrow, when you're done with your training, let's keep up the good fight with me. I'm sure this will help promote your innocence."
"Yep."
I had no reason to refuse and immediately said yes.
'We'll last about 100 seconds in the trenches. It won't take long.'
And I soon broke up and went to bed, chatting and stuff. I was pretty tired today, so I washed up and slept well.
The next day, I began to be taught by Lee Kwang from the third day. Since a little early in the morning, Lee Kwang Lee came out as a trained party prepared separately for the War of Wa Dragon.
"It seems that you specialize in swordsmanship among our cerebral cortex technique. Do you like the encephalogram?"
I scratched my head.
"Yes. I know that witchcraft is the most powerful, but spearing is not my strong suit..."
"You know that swordsmanship is actually a weak form of shamanism. That alone is great."
"......"
They say the sword is weak, but there is no answer. He was a master over Jinzo and master of swords, books, and spears because he called the Feast of Tabernacles. It was ridiculous for a chick like me to comment on him. However, Lee Gwang smiled and said, "Did you read my rough tone?"
"I don't want to hide Gohao fever from the public, but I have to know that the reality is real. Understand that spears have never been weaker than swords, and spears have evolved to extend self-defense."
"Yes."
"Of course, if you become the best master, you will reach the realm of spear and black equality. Until then, it is better to master swordsmanship based on spear skills. It is a way to save your talents and time as much as possible."
"Is talent also wasted?"
Lee Gwang nods as if it were natural.
"Talent is not limitless. It's gradually being spent on time and possibilities. So, in my youth, I was an excellent student, but as time went by, I became a criminal. Human beings are the truth of life by learning a lot in their youth."
"Yes, I understand."
"Now that you have mastered the basics of ritualistic necromancy, I will teach you the urgent courage of spearing and correct the imperfections of the shameless."
After decades, I started studying at the Blue Dragon Cabinet again. Following the guidance of the Second Day, I diligently rehearsed my spear from the beginning, and in the meantime, I was able to learn three luxury containers: friction, circumference, and fitting.
"Practice this skill at least 500 times a day starting today."
I've been practicing my skills all day, starting in the morning. It was consuming my stamina to the point that the marbles were formed on the tip of my nose.
After the class that day, I went to Jinzo Office and started the woodworking contest. Yesterday, I couldn't move a step because I thought it would be different today.
I'm standing across the street with my neck in my hand.
"......"
But like yesterday, I couldn't move a single step towards Jinzo Township as if it were stuffed in spider silk. It's because I thought that the whole body would be cut off as soon as I moved. I didn't understand it at all, so I sat there and thought about it.
"Why can't I move? All the movements are suppressed before they even move. How does that work? '
Jinzo told me when I was thinking about it.
"Priest, feel the spacing with your senses, not your eyes."
It seemed like important advice, but I couldn't understand it at all, so I wasted the day. If I had been a genius enough to realize something at once, I would still have conquered the world by now.
"I can't help it. Let me help you with your lesson today."
After the feat didn't work, Jinzo smiled and kindly explained to me the reception I had learned today. I felt easier to understand than Lee Kwang when I heard the explanation from Jin Xu Chung.
Okay, you can do it! '
Self-advised, of course, was a foolish idea.
This is how I will train the artisans to become the greatest master ever!
"Priest. I hate to break it to you..."
One day three years later.
Jinzo Chung stood in front of me at the arena holding a wooden scepter. And I stood dumbfounded with my neck cut off. It's been three years since I re-joined the Blue Dragon Cabinet, and I've only lasted 80 seconds. Jinzo said bitterly.
"Priests have no talent."
Yes, it is.
It's been three years since I placed my bet, but I still haven't lasted 100 seconds in the trenches. Even though it was a battle that raised the air, little progress was made because all the movements were read in advance and were overwhelmed before. Fortunately, thanks to my fierce work at the Blue Dragon Cabinet, I have gained so much weight that I can now demonstrate my cerebral cortex or encephalogram with unparalleled skill.
However, about a year ago, Lee Gwang Lee stopped teaching me one-on-one. He seemed to try to teach me in his own way even after he found out I was a criminal, but soon he lost interest and was thrown to learn from Jinseo Chung. Of course, because of the sincere and good nature of the Jinzo Church, he was trying his best to teach me, but my ego had already been torn apart.
I admitted it gravely.
"I see."
Jinzo Chung tried hard to comfort me.
"Don't hate Master's cold demeanor. He's a natural. No offense."
"There's nothing to hate and say. I don't even feel that way because the levels are so different."
I vomited an honest feeling.
The Irrigation of the Blue Dragon Cabinet, Lee Gwang-hwang from Cedar.
The apprentice, Jinzo Chung, the shooter.
These two are monsters! They have already had unclassifiable skills within the framework of the great master and have grown faster than I, a rookie, for three years. It was impossible to keep up with the genius who tried.
Of course, I had my own accomplishments, and I'm proud that I grew much more than I did three years ago. Only two geniuses are around, so I look down on myself.
After a while, Jinseo-Chung said.
"Master told me yesterday, actually. Now you don't have to spend any more time with me than you do with me."
"......"
It seems to me that I underestimated the talents of Jinzo Chung, a genius, in the case of Lee Gwang-woo in the third feast. Until now, I've been watching because I have the same cerebral neocortex loyalty, but now I was trying to give it time to practice. I feel pretty miserable, but I struggled with my temper and nodded.
"The Führer was right."
"I'm sorry, but if you don't know anything during your training, come by anytime." I'll help you with anything. "
"One thing before that... do you know what happened three years ago?"
Jinso answered.
"Today's the last day. I'll tell you."
"Yes."
"What happened that day... was, quite frankly, the self-sufficiency of the penis."
"Yes? Yourself?"
The words that followed were shocking.
"He was more of a show-off and braggart than he looked. That's why I had to hide the secret of my celestial celestial bride's tale until I went to the grave, but before I married her, I came out and told her because I was drunk."
"......"
The secret of the celestial bodies in Kangho was his fiancée, Nam Gong-hwan! When I was amazed, Jinzo was sitting in the Training Party and talking.
"The tax collector, of course, tried to ruin his marriage with Nam Gong-hwan immediately. But Nam Gong-hwan's father, Nam Gong-seo, hurriedly sent two men to Kang Hoe to buy time. I sent him away in such a hurry that he was expelled without an escort. He's been avoiding me for a while."
Jinzo also liked the person. Perhaps all of his friends in Kangho refused to help, and Jinzo was the only one who went out to help.
"Why didn't the Imperial Guard of the Southern Palace come immediately to escort him?"
"The Southern Imperial Palace must have had his hands on him and his next rival. He neglected them in such a way that they couldn't help themselves if they died."
"......"
"Well, he was escorted, but Nam Gong-hwan would still be battling his way through the family."
I seemed to understand everything that happened that day.
But there was only one thing that didn't make sense.
"At that time, Mo Yong-yeon Sawyer was so calm and emotional that she seemed like a woman in crisis to be killed. Isn't this strange?"
"Well... that's probably because she truly loved the penis."
"What? Love?"
"Otherwise, can you walk the river alone, trusting the one who leaked the secrets of your celestial body? You may not understand this feeling as well as I do, but hairdressing means you trusted and loved Nam Wukong so much that you didn't even think of betraying him."
"......"
I really couldn't understand it.
Even though Nam Gwang-hwan is handsome, is there anything he likes that much? Maybe the strangest thing I've ever seen in my life. At the same time, I thought that the hairdresser was a poor woman. It was because, unlike the story of the hairdresser, Nam Gong-hwan did not seem to be the kind of man who dedicates himself to one woman.
Jinzo told me when the story was over.
"Priest, don't be so discouraged. Be serious. Priesthood is a top class nowadays, no matter where you go in the world. At least there won't be many Muslims in this audience to deal with priests."
"Yes, thank you."
I broke up with Jinzo and returned to my private room.
Then he leaned his back against the wall and fell into a complex thought.
In fact, I liked the secret of what happened three years ago. But what was really upsetting was that the end spear did not make Jinzo's office white paper. It was frustrating to feel a wall of great talent that had never been properly felt. Of course, my personal work was enhanced, but I don't feel so good because I'm looking up.
I can't help it. '
I shaken my head and practiced without a job again.
I have 10 more years to do.
I decided to divert myself to relieve the heat.
[If I'd brushed your sword 10 years ago, I wouldn't have been your opponent.]
In the past, the words of the wandering swordsman who cut my throat came to mind.
'I'll do as you say.'
At least if you become strong enough to insult the Elder of Iron Man's defeat at that time, the current heat will disappear. It was a moment to deceive myself by creating new motivations.