Triple Yellow Oze 24093;
I went to nearby Hobukseong, boiling with Jinso Chung. I had to walk from there because I had never been to the main mountain where the pagans were. Jinso said, following me.
"Priest's face is full of restlessness without precedent."
"......"
"Is something wrong?"
I hesitated to ask Jinzo's question, then jumped to the top of the mountain peak for 20 chapters in a heartbeat.
"Execution. I will do whatever it takes." "
"It's important. The situation would be much better if the priests were recognized by the pagans."
Jinzo insisted and said as if it were a blunt horse.
"But Priest... I can't show much skill if I'm as agitated as I am now. The Heartless One must be harmonized until we reach Wudang Mountain."
"I understand."
I felt thankful for worrying about me in my own way.
"I'm sorry, brother. '
We can't just say that Maneuvers are overworked because of the heavy lifting. It is not a matter of believing in the petition, but because there is nothing that can be judged quickly. All I could do was get my job done perfectly.
Pavabat
Shortly after, Jinso Chung was able to reach a small village in the vicinity of Wudang Mountain. We were pretty tired of running all day, so we decided to find a place to stay in the village. However, since it was a small village, there was no professional inn or inn, so I stayed in the village chief's house.
"Thank you for letting me stay."
"Haha, about a day."
Of course, it's not free, but it's possible by paying for three pieces of silver. I went to bed with a bitter smile and regained my inner air and strength. I wanted to make my body look its best because I was going to go to Wudang tomorrow.
The next day we were able to reach the entrance of Wudang. Jinzo's death sentence snuck up on the round Sagad he had bought before he came.
"Priest. You know there is a dissection point in the Wudang."
"Yes."
Hacksaw!
It is a place that does not exist in the pagan sect, and it meant that everyone who wants to enter the pagan sect should leave their weapons. It was absurd to think that armor was as important as life for the Blader, but the shamans have been keeping its tradition ever since they opened. Now, about a hundred more walks in, and maybe there will be a test site.
I remained silent and muttered.
"You're arrogant."
"Right? I think so, too."
And it was nothing more than arrogance and humiliation. Leaving a lifelike weapon alone seemed to show itself as a pagan saint. In fact, no one but the pagans in Kangho Moo Forest built such a place as a census. It also meant that the power of the Shamans was strong enough to be healthy even after operating the census.
Jinzo Chung laughed playfully.
"Priest, shall we fight?"
I shook my head.
"I'm not allowed to know what the death penalty" is. "
"Huh?"
"Maybe another time, but not this time."
I know. The fact that the human being, Jinzo Chung, is smiling brightly, but when he sets his sights on the sovereign, he becomes violent like a devastating god that no one can stop. In my past life, the Jinzo Church had abandoned the Chongnam tribe without question and I clearly witnessed it beside them.
'I'm here to talk to the shamans. Not today.'
I desperately told Jinzo.
"Execution. Please. It's better to just talk."
Then Jinzo choked and let down his spear.
"But I don't have the heart to let those bastards leave their weapons." "
"If that's the case, I'll go up alone."
"Knng... I can't help it."
I was reluctant to do what I wanted. I thought it was a relief. Since Jinseo had overthrown the Nam Clan alone in the past, there was a high chance of crushing the Wudang Clan.
Soon after we arrived at the census, five shamans appeared some time later. And he gave us the right to surrender.
"Do you know where the Muslim is?"
"The centuries and centuries from the brain stem."
"......!!"
The shamans looked at each other somewhat surprised as they were introduced. They seemed to know enough about the reputation or notoriety of the brain stem. Then the shaman who was among them walked out loud and looked at us sharply.
"I am Wukong, a disciple of the Wudang Clan. Excuse me, do you have any idea what this is about?"
A no-man's parade.
If so, he is one of the Wudang Arm Swords boasting the Wudang Party as a revival index active in Kangho. At least as a first-class master, he seemed to be making quite a name for himself in the river. From an internal perspective, it was close to peak.
I told mattock.
"I'm sorry, but I can't say anything fast unless you're an elder or a foreman. Just tell me it has something to do with the theft of your clan."
"Wha...!"
He looks angry. because he thought he was ignoring himself as a gatekeeper. However, I came to him with the prestige of the cerebral kidneys as well, so I could not lower my attitude.
"I can assure you, if you take care of it at your own discretion, there will be a great Satan."
"Hmm."
He lowered his anger and said:
"Then follow me. I'll show you where to stay."
"I understand."
"Before that, I need you to disarm yourself here."
"What if it's not?"
At that moment, there seemed to be a spark in the eyes of the disciples of the five pagans, including no light.
"I want a wise choice."
The vigor was unusual, and the other four shameless men didn't seem to fall heavily on the bruiser. I was able to guess what happened when I saw it.
'This hacking site is my gateway to the Shamanship, so a lot of skilled artisans are guarding it.'
But I didn't know. Even if it's a censorship, it just means you can't carry a nasty weapon in the school ground.Why risk your life? Or is the census itself the honor of the pagans? No matter what I thought, I didn't really understand it as a literature of the cerebral neonates.
He folded his arms and said, even after the death penalty.
"There's no shine there."
"Why are you calling me?"
"Aren't you afraid to stand guard in such a place? We didn't come here to do evil to the pagans, but the way we behave now, I hate the pagans. What if Safa masters who don't look back and forth come and attack you and kill you?"
"......"
"Your skills are fine, but you know there are plenty of masters in the world who would kill five of you."
Jinzo Chung's words were not provocative, but I was really curious. It seemed to understand the meaning of the question of Jinseo Chung, whether it was a bird's head or not. He thought for a moment and nodded.
"I'm sorry if I seem rude. However, I'm on a mission to protect you, so I'm afraid I have no choice."
"Hmm."
"And I'll say yes to that question, of course. There could be a madu that'll kill all five of us in one fell swoop. And if he does, we're all dead."
The brushless man who spoke up to that point grabbed his fist tightly and spoke.
"Nevertheless, we cannot allow the young brothers and sisters to carelessly enter a place where they diligently nurture the law. We are always on the verge of guarding this gate, even if we die. Even if we die, it's because we believe in revenge."
There was a belief in his speech.
"Hmm..."
Jinzo Chung nodded, thinking with his arms closed.
"Very well."
Wheaties
Then Jinzo put his spear in the tomb without hesitation. I, too, stuck my weapon in the trunk and followed the brushes. Jinzo said while following them.
[You're a shaman. These guys look like subordinates, but they have vertebrae.]
[Of course, it's both sides of the sect.]
[The leader of the Shaman doesn't look like a normal person. Can you really convince them?]
Perhaps the Jinzo Church deliberately tested what the Wudang's Qi was like. Just as there is a saying that the top water is clear, we can see the skeleton of the doorway in the fraud and skeleton of the lower disciples.
And the test results showed that there was no doubt that the pagans were called Taisan North Doo. Seeing that he was even wary of Jinzo's tone, it seemed quite significant. Perhaps the power of the pagans is too strong to be compared to the Confederates.
[You have to.]
I have decided to turn the pagans on my side of the cerebral cortex, even if I die here. If I don't do this, promises will not come true.
We entered the Divine Truth Party building and waited for a long time.
After about half a glance, a matte light opened the door.
"Master Moon wants to see for himself. Follow me."
I walked about five miles along the matte path. It was quite a long way for ordinary people to walk, so we could see that the authority of the Wudang was quite wide. They are building a base around it and putting the whole Wudang Mountain into their own hands.
As we entered before the shaman leader, there were three masters waiting for us. And next to them, there were about a dozen top shaman masters.
"Are you the lions of the brain stem?"
Heavy voice.
An old man with an elongated white beard with white paws, a typical façade, sat in a chair in the middle wearing a pagan garment. There were also two old men sitting next to him, who were similarly slightly thin in pagan discoloration.
They were not so strong and relaxed, and they looked more like ordinary people, but I knew that it was the hardship of rebellious eardrums in the early days. It meant that I could hide a strong aura as well as the Jinzo Church. I am realizing that there is a gap within the very edge, because I have not gained reflexes at the moment and have been hiding my life depending on acupuncture.
"Amazing people...!!" '
I briefly admired their innocence and said, embracing it.
"The centuries and centuries of cerebral neonates."
"I am Qingqing Wind , next to my priest, Qingil, Qingqing Dynasty." "
"It's an honor to meet a shaman."
Weight Limiting Tornado!
He was known to be the leader of the current sect and to have no opponent in heaven. He was undoubtedly a master of the current Muslim peak and a teacher of Wujihon, the Jeonju master of shamanism. Even the most important among the clans was absolute without a scratch.
And the next Cheongil or Purifier was also the super-selling master of the Degas who was working in his march, even though the three of them were symbols of the pagans. I recalled the existence of the tornado in front of my eyes and brought it to my attention.
"I'm sure you're surprised at our visit."
"Your brain nephrines are now publicly designated by the Celestial Declaration and have recently annihilated the spherical sulfates. There is no worse evil in the world than you. Are you here to die?"
Woo woo
As soon as the storyteller's words were finished, the three superheroes awakened. It was as if a huge force was being typed and pressured to live around me. Stop them from hiding chi and use the intangible force to pressure me. Of course, no matter how strong they were, I was able to remain calm because I was nothing compared to the invisible prophet.
"This sucks!"
Jinseo-Chung twitched his eyebrows and suddenly waved his hands.
Huo
"......!!"
"No?!"
The pagans were all surprised. It's because Jinseo-Chung just shakes his hand and scatters the energy of the three people, the caterpillar, the cheongil and the caterpillar at the same time. The three of them didn't seem to have internal injuries, but they seemed greatly surprised by Jinzo's talent. Especially the one sitting in the middle stood up from the chair that was either too surprised or too surprised.
"How could you be so old...!!"
Jinso answered bluntly.
"I left my weapon at the hack site all I wanted, and it started under pressure. Is this the only place Wudang ever lived?"
"What..."
"Just so I'm clear, I'm stepping down because a priest asked me to. But if I start using my hands, everyone here dies."
Paaaaaaah
At that moment, was it my illusion that the image of Azura was shining? An enormous invisible watcher rises from the Jinzo Church's entire body, and a storm of chi erupts from all sides. The elite shamans who were scattered all over the place, who could not overcome their strength, threw up their blood and flew away.
"Ahhhh."
"Huff."
The three great masters of the Wudang tribe stumbled and took three steps back. The blowtorch took a step back with its eyes wide open, whether it was the highest performance-free. The intangible keeper of Jinzo Church didn't even exist, but the intestines were swept away. Jinzo Chung smiled and said.
"Don't blame me for returning the same."
"Execution. This is a little..."
As I looked around, it was chaotic everywhere. Some pagan masters fainted, others injured and had weather breakfasts. If the Qin Dynasty had breathed a little malice into the world, all but three would have died in front of them.
Just as I realized that Jinzo Chung's words were not a lie, he turned on the lights and said.
"How dare you threaten the pagans with force and be okay with it?"
"I'm sure it'll be fine. Because you won't be able to refuse my priest's offer."
"What the..."
"Here."
When Jinzong looked at me, I could see that he had laid out the board for me.
'Jinzo thought the shaman would be too proud to listen to me.'
Jinzo was not worried that the pagan masters would be strong from the beginning. The pride of the position of the middle child they had was arrogant, and I was concerned that they would be silent or ridiculed even after hearing my offer. And it was a thorough [cerebral nephrine method] that made the situation very easy for me to talk about.
I slowly said thanks to the Jinzo Office.
"Wudang Chief. I got a big stunt by chance. And since that performance was heavily related to the Shaman, I came to return this to you."
"......!!"
"I'd like to have a more intimate conversation."
Despite the intent of wanting to hear less, the tornado shed a murmur.
"Hmmm. Everybody out. And a hundred of them."
"Master..."
"You're not going to help if Jinzo wants to fight anyway."
"Yep."
As the shaman masters roared out, there were only two cerebral neonates and three shamans left in the intestine. The tornado stared at me and said,
"Is that the performance of our shaman cult?"
"We don't have to call ourselves pagans. because it's the collectivity of one absolute servant."
The face of the cheetah and the cheetah next to me suddenly changed, as well as the cheetah who heard me fixing it. They seemed to have a sense of something.
"It can't be..."
"What I got was the study of the Jinn Zhang Sam-bong."
"......!!"
Then the Purifier standing next to the Turtle Blower shouted with a flutter of whiskers.
"I can't believe it! Are you saying that your Magos have gained his enlightenment?"
"Otherwise, can we find the pagans ourselves in this situation to tell lies on purpose?"
"Norm. Let's open it up, then."
"If you wish..."
I glanced back at him and said,
"I left my sword at the bayonet. Can you give me one?" "
"Use this."
A thunderstorm swung his sword and threw it away. I felt a reflective sword thrown by a blowtorpedo carrying a considerable internal air. The dizzy young master flew to the sword, vomiting blood and dying of pressure. I made a bitter smile.
'Tis your self-esteem that is disturbing.'
And I slowly began to unfold Jean Sam-bong's theology one by one.
Woo woo
As my body moved with ease, the accomplishments that I had been practicing while sweating began to reveal. It began with a mandibular sword and an axial sword, and began to show the unique attraction of two swords.
"Oh..."
"That's...!!"
They burst into astonishing elasticity as they saw the oyster blade distorting the space and sucking out the celestial blade. I thought I'd show you enough, but this time I started to spread out the other shambles one by one.
Channels 32118
Hyeongcheon O sinsinsinchun
Tai Chi Yu Gum (Note 26332; Note 63945; Number 26332)
Chilsung Dunyeong
These four sects, unlike oyster swords and astronomical swords, are not refined enough in practice, but if we can determine the true value of oyster swords and astronomical swords, we can see how great they are.
The unfortunate thing was that I could not try as hard as a pair. It was unbelievably overwhelming and powerful, and it was very difficult. Probably have to struggle for more than a decade to get into this one.
Fabababad
Finally, when the seven stars showed the flying figure of the seven directions, it was exactly three hundred seconds. As I draw my breath slowly, the wind blows.
"... Do you know the name of the shaman?"
"Of course."
"Tell me."
"Gullet Sword, Heaven Sword, Heaven Sword, Sunset Gum, Sun Tzu Sector 32118, Sun Tzu Sin Gum, Tai Yogi Yu Gum." Since Zhang Sam-bong said this shaman was the last year's enlightenment, most of the shamans probably don't know. "
The tornado sighs as if gone.
"That's not true. With the exception of the mandibular and axial swords, it is written that it is a vision of the main wave and was practiced. And the oyster blade and the axial sword are being polished by the Master of the Main Wave."
"... boarding?"
What the hell are you talking about?
You mean to tell me that the old man's death is still alive after all that old age and gray hair? When I was stiff, the tornado looked at us with a hollow eye.
"Perhaps it's true that the pupil has mastered the vision of our shaman. What do you want from us?"
"It's nothing else. The current head of our brain nephrine thinks we need no more combat, so he's about to enter into a truce with us soon. We will restore the vision of the Wudang, so I hope you will support the power outage against the brain stem and convince the other factions."
"......"
The blowtorch sat back down and pouted his lips. Then, the chef and the purist who were next to him seemed to be talking to each other by the sound of their lips. Jinseo, who was next to me, also made a sound.
[Priest. Two fearsome talents are approaching here.]
[Yes? What are you good at?]
[I don't know. It's definitely stronger than the three in front of it.]
[Well, I can't.]
[Make up your mind. If you're sure you want to run, it's now or never.]
I gripped my teeth.
'If this fails, the plot of the dead will fail, and his name will be given. Not just that!'
I would have run away, but I had no choice but to come.
[No! I'll hold on a little longer.]
[Okay.]
After a while, the listener looks at us and says.
"I'm sorry, but that's not up to me. I'll leave this to the private sector."
You're out of your mind!
I look at him in a daze and growl.
"The elder of the old room can't decide for himself? Do you think that makes sense?"
"I think so, but I can't help it. I don't know about anything else, but oyster swords and celestial swords were lifelong grudges. I must listen to the will of the private."
"Ugh..."
It was just then.
Kuang!
Through the ceiling of the Longevity Man, two new statues came down. He seemed to be a 'tremendous talent' that Jinzo had mentioned. The two new priests looked like teenage boys, each with their own guilt and lyrics. The teenage boy looked younger than I am now.
The young man nervously looked at the man and said,
"Cheongwoo! Why do you call me late when this is so important?"
Then, the man, the man, and the man knelt on their knees at the same time.
"Welcome to Myeong-ryong Village!"
The monk next to the boy named Myeong-ryong said,
"I was with a great dragon and I had a GO, and something big happened."
"Hmph... What do you do if you call yourself a saint?" I can't read a thousand words. "
"I'm sorry about that. But I'm not so pleased with the title, Myeong-ryong."
When I heard their appearance, I felt their minds whitening.
'... No, we're screwed.'
Myeong-ryong and Shin-Seong!
I don't know who the Myeonghyung Dragon is, but he must be the master of the century and the master of the hidden tent referred to as the retinue. And Shin Seung Seung is one of the three disciples of Shaolin.
Even if they were two, they wouldn't be able to see it easily!
The leader of the Shaolin and Wudang factions was here.