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I stopped thinking about going to the anthem myself. If you went to the retina of three brain kidneys, nothing big would have happened. There seemed to be very few humans under heaven who could do anything against them except the Sovereign Church. Moreover, I sat still and rested because I had been told that I didn't need to come find myself.
Sword steel. What is)? '
I kept thinking about it, playing with Miho occasionally for a few days.
Sword steel!
It was the hardest word in swordsmanship, along with the winning sword. Beyond just aggregating and unleashing chi, it's as if a cluster of stars creates an unparalleled force.). Sword steel is known to possess powers of a different dimension than sword or sword.
However, no master I had ever met could use his strength as a breath. Some of the best martial artists and second-rate masters used strong energy in the first place, but it was possible because they were gathering extremely sublimated energy in herbs. It is inherently impossible to force the use of force by hitting the inner air like me.
In addition, Lee Kwang did not explain to me how to cast a strong force or its identity. It was a light that had suppressed my realization so far, but I felt different only in strength. Even if I asked the gumma or Jinzo, they couldn't explain it properly either. Strength must have been a study that differed from the level of athletics to date.
So I sat down in the valley with Miho, talking about the sword.
"Sword steel? I don't know who's Muslim..."
Miho's expression was twitching. Miho sits on a rock, watching the white feet in the valley.
"You said you had the heart of the Longevity Monk, but there was no mention of it?"
"That's a little weird."
"How weird is that?"
"Specifically, endocardiography or herbal medicine that expresses strength is completely devoid and full of metaphysical explanations."
Even in the heart of the ginseng rod in my head, strength was not clearly explained, so it was a problem. It is also explained that using this herb will give you strength, but there was no such thing.
Instead, it was filled with a strong metaphysical description of a seductive aroma. It was an explanation that was hard to understand even as a person who studied weapons and alcoholism. It must be like a password because it implies a unique realization of the ginseng rod.
Miho listened to me and pondered.
"Hmm... Well, there is one way."
"What?"
"To objectively compare the difference between those who can use strength and those who can't. That way, you know what you need."
"I see."
When I heard Miho say something, I remembered something. So I stood up and said,
"Miho, I'm going away for a while. Tell him if the shrinks or the craniotomies come back, he's gone to rehearsal."
"Where are you going?"
"An English-free in Hanam."
"Hmmm... Got it. Don't worry."
Pa!
I immediately turned to the no-man 's-land with a flashlight. I showed up near the zebra and walked toward the zebra. On the contrary, the guards of the Moon Moon glanced at me with sharp eyes and said,
"Who are you?"
"I am the Hundred Hundred Hundred and I have come to see the blank text."
"Hmmm... you must be Hung Woong."
The guard commander sobs. He must have remembered the last time I visited him when he checked my face. After a while, he goes inside and raises the report and says,
"The doorway awaits."
I followed them inside the no-man's door. The familiar interior landscape that had been seen before continued, and I was able to arrive at the reception room that was waiting for me. The Black Horse, a non-English leader and one of Mado Palma, said in a calm tone.
"What's the matter?"
"Baek Wung from Muslim Sozole is here to see Munjoo."
I respectfully greeted him. It's because I came as Seo Mun-hye's savior last time, but now I don't have such a position. Then she shakes her hand and laughs.
"Too much sophistication. The work of your tribe is already spread all over the river."
"Yes?"
"As the nephrine wiped out the sulfuric acid wave, all the forces of the river went into preliminary reading. Your doomsday powers are winning an all-out war with the Old File Room, aren't they? All kinds of fanatics on the river are talking."
"......"
Apparently, while I was stunned, the locomotion of the neocortex shook the tide. The Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon raises his hand on the table.
"I knew you were going to do great things, Hundred Hundred, but I didn't expect you to be a pupil of the encephalonephrine... So, you came to see me today because of the cerebral cortex?"
He assumed that I had visited as a deceased lion of the cerebral kidney. I had a lot of room to think that. Of course it wasn't, so I said in a hurry to surrender.
"That's not true. Today I have come to be taught by you as a test."
"Phew... interesting. At least I thought you were trying to practice with us."
"Maybe later, but I don't have a topic today."
"Hehe. Good. Tell me."
She laughs. I glanced at him for a while and said,
"What do you think is a sword?"
"... you're giving me a hard time."
She looks a little confused. I sighed and answered.
"I should have consulted my problem in the cerebral cortex, but I definitely wanted to hear my advice, since she was a swordsman."
"Your swordsmanship is not low. You can call yourself Sword Swallow. There must be a reason for you to think that."
"River (?) is a constellation and cannot be explained in the usual way. I've been thinking about this, but I can't figure it out. Many masters are reluctant to explain this story in person..."
"Hmmm..."
He folds his arms and thinks. And then he said,
"Good. Come here."
I followed the sword to the battlefield. He stood in front of me and held his sword three lengths apart. He told me.
"Can you cast a deficient air supply?"
"Within a radius of one."
"Go ahead."
I threw an iron sword at the ground. Then, using the technique of air intake, I grabbed it again with my hands. The black horse, who was watching the process, once again asked.
"Then, can I cast the Winning Sword?"
"I can't."
"Why not? You can already impose force on things within three chapters, right?"
"That's another problem. Even if you can move the Qi and move objects, it is no different from a non-sword if you simply move the Qi and fly it."
"That's why winning swords are so hard."
She smiles bitterly.
"Fishing is the height of swordsmanship, and its fundamental purpose is to free the sword from the human body. Did you know so far?"
"Yes."
"It is divided into three stages: Sword Sword, Neck Sword, and Heart Sword, which in turn overcame the limits of the human body. Does it set the sword free by moving the hand, or does it set the sword free by sight? Either way, it's going to be increasingly useful."
Shhh.
The black horse slowly reaches out. Then the sword slowly drops from the tip of his hand and stops clinging to a spot in the air.
"This is the Sword of the Fisherman."
"Yes..."
"The reason the world mistakenly believes in swordsmanship and swordsmanship is because there are many masters who sit down without moving forward in the first phase of the sword. It's also true that a fishsword can't just use herbs until it reaches its peak."
She lowers her hand. He closed his eyes and seemed to be blocking his senses.
Peeing!
But apart from him, the Black Horse's sword had already flown in front of me at immense speed. I could not keep up with my sight.
"......!!"
What's so fast?
It's like a light!
I was praised by Morgol. Even though I didn't trigger the lightning and whirlwind, I could have saved myself with this blow if I just had the Black Horse's winning heart. When I was stiffened, she opened her eyes and retrieved her sword.
"This is the throat sword. It's the best I've ever been."
"A carpenter's sword? You just closed your eyes."
"It's not the eyes. It's a vision of what is and what is."
"......?"
I couldn't understand at all. A neck sword that won't open its eyes. And that makes it your perspective. This has been very different from my theory of athletics that I've been thinking about. She said.
"I'll explain again because you don't seem to understand. It's Qi you've been using, but I'm determined to use swordplay. In other words, it is wealth and the state of righteousness. Likewise, strength doesn't work as a Qi."
"That's... that's..."
I still don't understand. She grins as I grunt.
"Do you know the principle of Heart Qi Blood ?"
"The speed at which internal air builds depends on your will and your blood and blood flow will be different."
"Didn't you ever find that eccentric? As the saying goes, those with the best will have to build inner space at unprecedented speeds. There are clear limits."
"It's the limit of blood flow in the human body."
"Yes. No matter how powerful the mind and will are, there is no limit to the effect of being deeply motivated. But."
Pa 'at
At that moment, the sword's body appeared behind me. I hurriedly looked back, but he suddenly returned to his original position. I wondered if I could make it that fast even if I could bring out the best of my obituary. The gumma was a horse.
"Different in the ultimate martial arts world. Dimensions change."
"What did you do?"
She shrugs.
"I just didn't move. You sensed my intentions and mistook me for there."
"......"
"Concepts are completely different from the mindset, will and will you normally think of. It's more like an eight-shaped expression of the impossible."
She sighs.
"Hmmm... You don't seem to know, so that's it."
"I'm sorry to bother you."
"No. It used to take decades to develop an answer."
The bitter black horse cleared the point one last time.
"Strength and swordsmanship ultimately bring their will to the world in the field of the mind. The reason why prestigious masters haven't explained it to you is because it's not something you can write about. You realize that, and you have to get there."
It seemed to be the most specific explanation of strength and determination I had heard so far. I thought about it.
'Is the secret of Lee Kwang and Jinso Chung's strength here?'
I have been training for decades and constantly struggling with contradictions I can never keep up with. However, according to the sword, there seemed to be a boundary of martial arts that could not be caught up just by training inner workmanship and herbs. I sincerely thanked her for feeling her advice like a golden jade tree.
"Thank you."
"It's been a while since I've eaten."
"Yes."
I took the gumma's favor and decided to eat and sleep. It is because it is not good to refuse favors and I thought I would like to compete once tomorrow. Soon after the meal, a small vegetarian diet appeared.
'This is different from what you were treated last time.'
I think I broke my leg last time, but today I think I have a strict diet for trainees. However, even vegetables were well-groomed and could be eaten well. And I don't know why, but Seo Mun-hye was just sitting next to me and smiling.
"Good to eat! Silver."
"......"
"Try this, too."
"Well..."
When Seo Mun-hye picked up the side dishes with chopsticks and fed them, she had no choice but to take them. It's because the Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon was staring at him. I can't help but stare at the three of you eating.
"Were you disappointed, not a fancy meal?"
"No, I'm not."
"This is what I usually eat. Excessive carnivore slows you down and builds fire Qi."
Although it is the leader of the Madopal Gate, it is nurturing its body like a clan. Mu-young Moon was only standing on the safa, but actually looked close between the lines. I asked questions while eating.
"You don't seem so greedy for expansion. Why?"
"It's not something to brag about in the Moors. The more Silver Relations you have, the harder it will be to cope. Also, I don't like to intimidate people with power."
Dallac
Seo Mun Dae Dragon, who ate the well of pickled vegetables, said.
"Actually, personally, I don't think it's a very good idea that your brain kidneys are so publicly designated this time. It's very public, but if you move around in the old file room and make a public opinion, you can quickly assign it to any department. So this time I didn't move the door."
"Well..."
"There's no other reason for me to rule over Madopal as the supreme ruler. To provide refuge for the infinite number of weaklings who may suffer in the name of the Apocalypse."
"That would be classified as the path of Safa, isn't it unfair?"
"I can't help it. There are those who benefit most from the logic that classifies them as black and white."
"Take advantage?"
"You didn't know."
The Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon lays down his chopsticks.
"Without the enemies of Madopalmoon, what do you think would happen to the Old File Room and Jeoncheon?"
"That is... to wield unstoppable power." "
"No, they never want that. There can be [just] celestial blindness to defeat the evil called Madopal Moon, and we can get the support of potential Muslims. And there's a lot of dealings in the Old File Room with our Madopal chiefs, implicitly."
"......!!"
"It's a dirty deal that asks you to give me something to 'clean up'."
I was surprised.
So far, I thought the Old Testament or Jeong Chun-man were desperate to eat Mado Palm Moon, but I can't believe they made a deal and coexisted in cancer. As I opened my mouth, Seo Mun-hye who was sitting next to me calmly said.
"Father, perhaps it's too deep..."
"No, Hye. Listen to me. This is the upper limb of the Kang Ho-moon forest."
"Yes."
"I know a dozen military factions that have been publicly denounced and unjustly destroyed. They've never done anything particularly evil, but most of the time they resent me for arguing with the exfil. If you call it the Great Sage of the Forest, you can call it the Old File Room."
"Well..."
I listened quietly and answered.
"But isn't Madopharman just doing what's right and right?"
"That's no excuse. Usually there are a lot of bad people."
The Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon smiles.
"But know this. It does not represent the evil that is scattered throughout the world. Even if the Madopal Moon destroys it, another Safa will appear somewhere. Then, should we save those who artificially make the black and white cross?"
I really felt like I heard an unexpected story.
The Secret Relationship between Mado Palm Moon and Jeongcheon Mun! And the thoughts of the Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon. I had a lot to think about, so I stopped eating and pondered. After clearing my mind for a long time, I looked at the Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon and said,
"Would it be all right to assume that's what she wants from our cerebral cortex?"
"That's not wrong."
She looked at me with her hollow eyes and said,
"I'm willing to make an alliance with the brain stem. You can move the door if you want."
"Alliance...!!"
I said I was crying out loud.
"I can't decide this on my own."
"Of course. I just wish I could keep you entertained."
"......"
He's a very old man. I can't believe you just spilled everything you wanted to say. After hearing all this heavy talk at once, I felt like my food was gone.
'Anyway, I need to discuss with Persuasion.'
I went to bed after I finished eating.
However, Seo Mun-hye followed me to my bedroom. So I looked back at her and said,
"This can't be your room..."
"I can't sleep well on my own."
Seo Mun-hye came and sat next to the bed. Then he held hands and said,
"If you don't mind, could you tell me about the silver ball?"
Dangerous.
I felt like I wouldn't end up just talking to her. It's because she has a determined look in her eyes. I quickly cleared my throat.
"Hmmm! I'm so tired I have to go to bed first."
"Yes."
And when I lay down on the bed, Seo Mun-hye lay down next to me.
"......"
"......"
It was hard to say because it was so natural to lie down. Seo Mun-hye lay down next to me and said.
"Good night."
"Oh, no, why are you sleeping together?"
"My room is under construction. I can't help it."
"If you go to the other room..."
Seo Mun-hye smiled brightly.
"All the other rooms are under construction."
"......"
It was also vague to preach a toast. I was restless and finally sat down with Mun-hye Seo.
"I know Sawyer has great affection for me. But I'm not happy with this situation, so please leave me alone."
"Don't you like me?"
"It's not like that."
Seo Mun-hye grabbed hold of the edge of my clothes. She said with a sad expression.
"Even if Eun-gong has another woman, I'm okay. But I want to catch a silver ball."
"There's no reason to be so obsessed with me. You'd find a better man."
"Why do you still refuse?"
"Because..."
I thought of Miho and his hopes. And so far death has passed like a master's lamp. I suddenly lost my sense of humor. Normally, I'd be fighting my own lust at a time like this, but I'm reminded of the memory of when I was dying.
"... because I have work to do."
Yes, it is.
To not die any more useless.
And to build the best future with them, it is imperative that we do so.
When I answered firmly, Seo Mun-hye cried.
"Eun Gong. If so, please take me with you to the Eun Gong brain nephrine."
"Excuse me?"
"Please. I can't live without silver."
"Nonsense..."
At that moment, Seo Mun-hye pulled the dagger out of her arms and tried to stab her in the chest. I took the dagger from her hand in shock. Just then, I couldn't think of Seo Mun-hye as acting because she was the greatest master.
"What are you doing?!"
"There's no reason to live."
"Oh, my..."
Seo Mun-hye's expression was sincere. I thought about it for a while and sighed.
"... Then I'll ask the sword tomorrow."
Then I sent Seo Mun-hye back to the other room.
The next day, I had a morning duel with the sword and told him about the situation before and after. Then the Black Horse Seo Moon Dae Dragon smiled gladly and said.
"Good. Take him to the brain stem, whatever you have to do."
"If you don't want it, we can send it back to you if you don't want it from our clan."
"Suit yourself. I can't help it."
That way, I returned to the cerebral cortex with Mun-hye in my arms.