Triple Yellow Oze 24093;
I just thought that the brain nephrine was just a group practice at the Blue Dragon Cabinet, but unlike I thought, the daily schedule was very tight. I had to wake up first unconditionally at dawn, gripping the heart of the club in my head and desperately practicing first, and others got up after half an hour and saw what I was doing and followed.
Surprisingly, with me centered and surrounded like a source, about this long distance, the mist started. I initially wondered why this was the way it was, but by the third day, I had become familiar with Sagong-rin and his background.
Those surrounding the originals were immersed in shameless labor, constantly thinking about the herbs and meaning of swordsmanship, and at noon they gathered and started discussing each other. I also participated in the discussion, but the surprising thing was that the sagong-rin and the richness were clearly sharper than I was.
Jinso Chung, Pole Lake, Lee Kwang, Sagong Rin, Jaehu.
These were the descriptions of martial arts so that everyone could have at least one on the cloth, and the senses they felt as they learned to do their work were innate. I swallowed a saliva as I watched the debate process as I shared their inspiration each time I opened a oyster and a herb and a stalemate of the Celestial Sword.
"Amazing..."
I was approaching a new deliberation as soon as the story went by, that I would just pick up some herbs and serve them. And it is said to be hidden in the herbs and then the connection with the herbs or even the Derivative Herb. I felt my head spinning and I had to continue to focus on the discussion.
But of course I had to. Unleavened workers were much better trained than they used to be alone, and how much more efficient they could be if their natural substrates shared their accomplishments. About seven weeks after I started my training, I could see that my martial arts research had progressed for at least a few years by myself.
"Huff... huff..."
But by then, my physical strength had become like a mop. There was a huge difference between a simple swing and smoke, though it was a strength and mental strength that lasted 100,000 slashes. As I used my body, my mental strength was consumed together, so I became exhausted many times over. After resting under the tree for a while, Lee Kwang said in a stern voice.
"Wake up! Do you think you have a lot of time?"
"Ugh... I'm sorry."
"I'll give you a half-hour break. Till then, use your left shoulder to your full strength."
"Yes."
"I told you before that this training is difficult. I trust your tenacity."
I had no choice but to say that. I was forced to grip it, restore my strength, and draw out my inner air potential. I saw Sagong-rin and Hwang Hwang, who were training over there with faint eyes.
That's a lot of growth...
They were growing rapidly, gaining the heart of the Wudang. Ordinarily, they wouldn't rise in just seven weeks, but they were already growing after breaking the shell. He finds his own masculinity and develops it. It gave me goosebumps because it was a false positive that I couldn't even compare with myself.
It's hard.
It is hard for the body and mind, but especially hard for the mind. I was so shriveled and tormented that I wanted to polish the porosity between excellent substrates that are not comparable to my clay dough. At the Chungryong Ministry, it was just an atmosphere of openness and research, but here, we were discussing vigorously, conserving the village, so our talents were even more compared.
And the misery that I had hardly felt in this life swept my heart away like a cold raindrop. It was because I was faced with a humble talent that had been concealed by my will until now. I was stuck between the rocks in the middle of the night because I could barely speak after seven days and nights.
"......"
Definitely good performance I've already felt that research that would take more than five years on my own has been shortened by the substrates. It was more than a dozen times faster. But at the same time, I cried because I was annoyed and annoyed.
Why am I so incompetent?
It's not that I haven't tried so far. You're the one who's left behind because you didn't try. However, in my previous life, when I had a chance, I worked hard to train as a shaman. However, when it came to borrowing other people's talents and studying them, a sense of self-esteem rushed in like a waterfall. It was because the stone was clearly hidden.
I missed Miho.
I wanted to laugh at Miho with a stupid story.
I want to live my life just following the words of the dead.
"... No."
But I had it in my heart.
Because I believe in talent.
Why would he put me in a hellish environment when he knew all about it?
It was because I believed I could overcome this inferiority and suffering and endure it for the greater good. If hopelessness had believed in me, I would have to repay him, too. And if you don't raise your strength for a busy day, there will be even more hardships waiting for you.
I squeeze the tears out of my fist. I got up from my seat after drinking the stream with a knife to my throat. And he muttered what Jinzo had said to me in the past.
"Lepidopteran River."
Men should be strong on their own.
It can't always be good for me.
Sometimes it's hard. If you want to do something big, that's fine.
If this is my trial, I'll skip it.
And about two months later, a mass came to the temple.
It was when the sun was rising in the middle of the sky and everyone was practicing without air today. He walked up to Lee Kwang and said,
"Lee Kwang. The lion of the Vatican came and went."
Lee was studying the swordfish of oysters while meditating. He opens his eyes to the words of the dead.
"What did he say?"
"Four days later, the Sulfur Clan asked me to meet them at Xinshi."
"Sulfuric acid? Why are they dragging the Old File into this?"
When Lee was curious, the telepathy was bitter.
"Sulfuric acid is the central part of the breeding ground. You didn't know."
"......!!"
Lee Gwang's eyes opened wide. He shouts loudly.
"Why didn't you tell me that?"
Violent life spurted out, but the scourge spurted into the mountain's internal air taxes, making sure it wasn't playing around. Then he said calmly.
"What would you do if I told you? At this crucial time of negotiation with the Libyan Church before the opening of the cerebral cortex, are you going to destroy the Grand Central Node?"
"That's..."
"I thought you'd know better than anyone that you're a martyr and not a minx. So I didn't feel the need to say it."
Lee Gwang tightly closed his mouth to see if he had nothing to say. However, looking at the telescopes with a gentle glance, it seemed to create a slight aura of disbelief. I was a little worried about that, but it was more important than that.
After a while, Lee Kwang said.
"Good. Who said they weren't coming?" "
"The Soviet Church will bring all three of them together."
"......!!"
"There's all the power in place to destroy the Middle Jungle."
You mutter with an exhausted voice, but the facial features on your left are all frozen.
The Soviet Bishop and the Homo sapien!
Currently, no one could stop the four of them if they came to the Middle Church. No, the power of one of the four can overthrow the entire Old File Room. However, I had no idea that the three Archbishop Lions could prevail at the same time.
Lee said with a false laugh.
"Haha. The old lady did a great job. I can't believe the enemies are all in one place..."
"Are you going to hit the monk?"
"... No. I know my subject. Maybe there's no way to do it there."
Surprisingly, it was Lee Kwang who easily acknowledged the reality. He spoke coldly.
"Thanks to the Hundred Grass, however, I have improved my skills while polishing the Black Sword Herb. If things go wrong, I think I can kill the Sovereign Church with a knife."
"Excellent. I'll be relieved."
The light and steady tale was a horse.
"But you won't have to use force that day. The Soviet bishop wouldn't do such a small thing. He really thinks he's coming to acknowledge the openings of the brain stem."
"Is that why you want me to look happy?"
When Lee Kwang answered bluntly, the telescopes folded and pressed down on the temples.
"You'll be pleased. because then we can take another Celia."
"Silla?"
"On that day, we'll start with a cerebral cortex opening appointment, and we'll catch Wilmy and start with a massage. Of course, Lee Gwang-nim or Jin-Soo will go out and fight the Lion."
"......!!"
"Of course it's a kind gesture."
How dare you talk to a shaman!
The nephrine disciples who gathered in the sound of surprise were surprised. However, I closed my eyes and thought without being surprised by this light. Lee, who thought long and hard, said.
"This is your chance to find out what a good lawyer is?"
"Yes, Lee Gwang-nim is not familiar with the power of the Magistrate and of the Throne Legion they own. I know that the difference between knowing your opponent's level and not knowing his opponent's level grows stronger and stronger."
"You're right. If you can recognize the skill and beginner of the Magistrate, it will help you in the future."
"Thank you for your understanding."
Lee told me.
"But avoid as much as the circulatory . I'd like to fight the spirituality if possible."
"I know. because they're extremely dangerous."
"Very well, then. A hundred..."
When Lee Gwang turned to look at me, I nodded.
"I've been to sulfuric acid before. You can go straight to the boil."
"Then let's continue to polish martial arts until the day before."
"Yes."
After the story was finished, Mangosteen called me apart. I spoke in front of the Mansion and the hut.
"Hundred. How was your training? I didn't find anything else to distract you. Any luck?"
I smiled at the question of desolation.
"It was quite painful."
"Um... I'm sorry. I expected it, but I couldn't help it."
"No. If you have to go through it, you have to go through it."
I kept saying that.
"Until now, I've only used oysters and axial swords as straight as before, but now I'm finding derivative vines and herbs and setting them up as one sword. The Jinzo Corporation has already created some new form and seems to have fused it with the cerebral cortex's viscosity."
"Amazing... it's only been two months and you've improved so much."
"We've got five geniuses."
At the same time, the hardships and annoyances that have so far passed through my mind. The five who gathered did not badmouth me or despise me, but I felt uncomfortable every time they cared for me. I've been able to resist the lack of material and barely sleep at night. That's why I was able to say that I went through an incredible amount of training for two months without ever before.
I told you.
"And now it seems that it is time to enter the Sunset Monument, Qiang Mai Sin, Tai Mai Mai Yu Gum."
"......"
He said as if he was tired of hearing the name of the shameless.
"What the hell is that? Every single one of them is a tax collector?"
"I think so."
"What a monstrous Master you are... If you learn all that well, you'll be the best master in the whole world." "
"The problem is that it's hard to learn anything properly."
To learn each one properly, a hundred years of digging and training alone will not be enough. It is because it is the heart of the greatest contributor in the history of the sect. Of course, she caught her breath as soon as she could, but she was also as fresh as a ship and a fighter, so she couldn't compare to me.
I said, rubbing my sleepy eyes.
"Anyway, in a year's time, there will be a remarkable achievement in oysters and astronomical swords. You can expect it."
"... a hundred thousand."
"What's the matter?"
"Don't you think I always ask too much of you?"
At the words of the telepathy, I shaken my head.
"I trust your wisdom. That's enough."
"Thank you."
And four days after the time of our appointment, we took a deep sleep and rested until Jinsi, and by noon we flew to sulfuric acid using boiling and armor. When I got close to the mountain peak and the sulfuric acid, there was a mountain fog.
The masters, telepaths and mijos of the brain, including me, began to move towards the sulfate wave, lifting off the fog. There was still a lot of time left until Shinshi, the appointment time, but I wanted to arrive early to explore the enemy stronghold, the sulfuric acid.
Soon after arriving at the peak of the sulfuric acid group, you see a large door leading to the sulfuric acid group. The disciples of the Sulfur Clan, standing at its door, politely gave us dominion.
"Meet the Neonatal Masters! This way, please."
We took notice. The breeding grounds and the cerebral cortex are the main grounds of the breeding grounds, because I did not know that the disciples of the sulfate tribe would come out so politely. However, in other words, it could be that they are schizophrenics who know the radical nature of the brain kidneys, so they try to explore it without stimulating the meadow first.
As we followed the Sulfuric Moons, a huge reception party emerged. It was an enormous and spectacular battle that could not be seen as a portal in the mountains, and an old man sat on a chair across from it.
A moment later, the old man stood up and approached Lee Gwang and gave him control.
"Good to see you. I'm Dragon Blade, a leader of the Sulfuric Acid Clan."
Dragon Sword busy!
He appeared like a comet and was the leader of the Old Pilgrim Sulfuric Acid Clan. His sword is known as the master of the machete, which is said to slice even a dragon when it dances, and the saffana madu in the region of the sulfuric acid wave have all been cut off in the hands of the solstice. He was also the most famous swordsman in the Old File Room.
Yi Kwang, greeted by the Dragon Warrior, shed a tearful voice.
"Um... I'm Lee Gwang. I've heard a lot about you."
"There is a silver circle at the forefront of our tribe, but I hope it's closed for today. It's an auspicious day, and the Lord himself is coming."
"I'll keep that in mind."
Lee Kwang unexpectedly didn't do anything provocative, but simply accepted the greetings of the business. However, his indifferent expression contained a terrifying amount of flesh, so I could see that Lee Kwang was coping well with his violent temper. Perhaps he had some sense of such a light-hearted feeling in the face.
And a light refreshment was placed on the table, and the elite cerebral kidneys sat down. Refreshments and food were excellent as if they were made by a top chef, but none of us put them in our mouths. No one did anything stupid about eating food on the plot.
The telescopes sitting next to me said,
"This is going to be a big day."
"I suppose."
I also agreed with him.
After a while, the musicians appeared to be excited by the light music, but the pitch became more solemn and solemn. Conventionally, even the whistle stopped and only a slow drum was heard.
Dong.
Dong.
After a long time, the elder of the sulfuric acid tribe stepped forward as the northern cuisine subsided.
"Deliver the Vailian monk."
Saaaah...
At the same time, my eyes turned toward the entrance beyond.
That's where the Sovereign Church, the greatest master of the world, comes from.
Dudong
First the black fox, then the silver fox, and then the golden dragon magicians slowly walked out. And I felt a creature sitting slowly over my feet. I didn't feel much of a mastermind, but at that moment, everyone in the intestine could feel it.
Someone beyond your feet.
He was the monk.
For the first time in the silent bowel, the voice of the Paleonitian echoed in the bowel.
Long time no see, brain nephrine.]
It was a man or a woman. All I could tell for sure was that he had deep internal air to use for hexagonal compatibility. Lee tries to analyze his voice to see if he wants to know more about the monk.
"Yes, Bishop."
Do you want to be independent?]
The bishop asked for it himself without returning the words of Katabuta. Lee Kwang seemed surprised, but he replied without changing his face.
"Of course. Our brain nephrine is no longer a subordinate of the Libyan faith, but a single wave declaring its opening."
[In return, it's a cure for the vagina, right?]
"Nothing has changed."
A moment of silence passed.
After the halfway angle, the Sovereign Church replied.
[I acknowledge the independence and dissemination of the brain kidneys.]
However, the conditions that followed the answer stiffened the faces of all cerebral neocortists.
[However, you must have a definitive misunderstanding of the cerebral neoplasm.]