Reincarnated Swordmaster

I returned to the church on a four-letter statue with the bishop. The bishop told me as soon as he came back.

[One hundred. At this rate, we're running out of power. It is also likely that we will not be able to allies with the twelve statutes. So I have to change my plan.]

"I don't understand how you can change..."

The light of the Church flashed momentarily.

[Hands on brainstem!]

"......!!"

[If you stop the magician, it will be a huge force.]

I've learned that the bishop is very flexible in his thinking. The enemy within the church is clearly distinguished, but you can hold hands and use them as much as you want depending on the situation. And in the shape of speaking, it seemed that the principal had originally been thinking about training with the brain kidneys.

I pondered and said:

"Then I will proceed with the alliance with the encephalocele. What would you do about the fallout?"

[We should save as much room as we can to negotiate. Withdraw power from all churches, including the incarnate ones. I'll leave that to the Hundred Commanders.]

"Yes."

[This is the usual course of action.]

The fortunate bishop glanced at me from beyond the veil.

[This alone won't wipe out the all-out war against the heavens. What do you have to do, Hundred?]

"......"

I thought about it. But I didn't even notice how to use it to fight a giant force called the Celestial Realm.

'There is too much power difference.'

Lady Bean with the Flaming Dragon Sword could be more powerful than or equal to the bishop. And there would be several more ships of Yeong-bin's level in the sky, and if they included other large vessels, intermediate fresh vessels, sub-meritocrats or Indians, it was a terrifying power. I also did not think of a way to survive if I joined the spiritual beings such as Samcheong or Seo Wang-moi in the heavenly realm.

But this is natural. The heavenly system was not originally something that any mortal man could resist. Since the mythological age, it has been strange to think about fighting against a Shinsegae system that protects and protects people and has the decisive authority of civilization. However, as long as we couldn't stop the Emperor through the Emperor Oze, we now had to fight.

"Well... give me a moment to think."

[Think slowly...]

I asked Jegalsa.

[Jegalsa, is there anything we can do?]

He said as if he didn't want to be a seagull.

Why?

Why?

[If I were you, I'd leave you alone and move on with your life, why are you asking me that? It was a good choice to see when I went to see the prophets earlier, but I'm a fool now.]

[......]

Jegalsa, who was grumbling, said.

[There are still many ways to use it. The prophet said it was the only way to appeal to the Emperor Oze, but it was a cross-sectional view. You can flip it if you want to flip it now.]

I suddenly remembered saying,

[Why don't you ask the Demon King to fight the Celestial Realm? His power...]

[Arthur. Do you think that vile creature would go on such an adventure? He may not lack strength, but he basically wants to build his own Temple in the afterlife. I will not fight against the heavenly realm in Jungwon, under the blessing of Emperor Oze.]

[sighs]

Do you really want to know what to do?]

Zegalsa secretly said.

[Then make a deal with me.]

I noticed the Zegalsa's impulse and frowned.

[Damn it! Give you the flesh instead of giving you a tactic?]

[Exactly. That way you can beat them.]

[I told you before. I don't trust you.]

Then Jegalsa smiled.

[I'm saying it several times, but I'm not asking you to trust me. At this rate, you'll be forced to commit suicide while you're surrounded by a lone wolf. Why don't you put your hopes up the way I have them?]

I muttered like a spit.

[If you take my head, it will hurt a hundred times more than the prophet did.]

[I said it's okay? Huhu.]

I can't believe it.

But I gradually felt drawn to Zegalsa's words. If we're going to watch the heavenly world wipe out the Soviet Church without an answer, isn't that the answer?

I sighed, feeling a balance of minds leaning in half.

"... Bishop. First of all, I'm going to talk to the brain stem. I'll tell you later."

[Copy.]

Wheaties

I retreated in front of the bishop and won the Buddha's Prize.

'I want to know what the brain stem is thinking first.'

There must be a reason why Lee Chung Un is moving at this time and wants to talk to me like he's taunting me. Fortunately, I was not completely plundered by Soho Geumcheon, and I will be able to withstand the least in the hands of Yi Chung, because Monday and the entire Jade Seal are alive.

Pa 'at

The first place I went was the pagans. Since Jinzo appeared to the Wudang party and defeated the Receptive Elder Dogou, I wanted to meet him first. Although the Jongnam faction would have survived, I chose to meet Jinzo Church because I didn't want to see Lee's face.

Since Wudang had been here before, he was able to easily ride the Buddha amulet and move near the Wudang's Longevity War. As I got out of the Civil War, I could feel the energy moving fast around me. Seeing the sensation, it seemed to be pagan literature.

Shh-shh-shh!

Soon, the shaman masters in robes quickly surrounded me. I didn't know what their hands were like, but I could tell their strength and posture were unusual, whether they were drawn or not. It was natural for the Wudang to stop ( ) near Jang Mun In-jun. The middle-aged man who was in front of them looked at me and said,

"Who are you? I am Hyunyeon, the Master and this is the Grand Chamberlain!"

The Wise Hunger Master.

If so, it means that he is the greatest master who shares the heavenly bodies and is responsible for the central core of the pagan sects. I looked around and said,

"I'm not a suspicious person. I'm here to see Jinzo."

Hyundai's eyebrows twitched.

"A plea? Identify yourself!"

"Leave him alone. I feel bad for the guy who hears it."

"Bullshit..."

I opened my mouth before the Hyundai seizure.

"I'm a brain aneurysm, like the Jinzhou office. If you call me, I'll leave without harming the shamans."

Sung Woong

The group of shaman masters was surprised. I don't know if they knew about the encephalocele, but they seemed to think it was an unexpected development. Hyundai looked at me calmly and said.

"Who is the brain stem? Anonymous stranger?"

I collected glances because the contemporary woman's mouth was too rough.

"How can you taunt me like this if I'm such a bad guy for attacking a shaman? You must be pretty confident in yourself."

"Even if you were a rebellious bully, you wouldn't back down from evil."

"This is so annoying!"

I felt like I knew what kind of man Hyundai was. The wise people of the Shaman I had seen so far were Hyundai and Hyundai. They were all flexible and wise athletes in their own way, even though they had a twisted side. However, Hyundai is a blabbermouth who is buried in a surface magnetic position and does not understand the situation. In my temper, I wanted to hit Hyundai Doe and make a stream of blood here, but I said a reference first.

"I'll wait here. But if you choose to lead, I will return the same."

"Ugh, you bastard!"

Slug!

Hyundai has been attacking me by firing his new sentence without tolerating his temper. It seemed to me that it was a pleasant test of Wudang, who operated a thinker. Since the thinker was particularly aggressive and practical in the interior, Hyundai's fresh sword was considered the best day of the week.

'That's funny.'

However, I had already encountered many super elite masters, and I had already encountered the Great Barrier, and the Great Barrier, and the Great Barrier, and even the Three Kingdoms Oze. Now there was no reason to compare it to one of the sects of Wudang. I gently turned the see-through sword into a picture and stroked the contemporary woman's ribs with a sharp channel.

Kuang!

Along with the thunder, Hyundai flies back, spurting blood from his mouth. The pagan disciples around me were startled and began to age.

"You bastard!"

"Hit it."

I can feel the sword scattering and the attacking trail passing by me like a light. I didn't see it with my own eyes, but it was just a prediction. It was as if I had developed my instincts in countless battles, and the level of the pagan disciples was so obvious that I felt like I was being held captive. I was naturally running the brainstorms, avoiding them like a mule, and they didn't realize I was in a position behind my back.

"Huff..."

When they looked at me in a slow panic, I said bluntly.

"You did the preliminary. I say again, if you attack again, you will be like a current contender."

Hyundai Doe was bleeding from her mouth with penetration wounds. It was not a serious internal injury, but it must have been quite fascinating because it hit the whole blood. When I bluffed, the pagan disciples were whining.

It was then.

[What kind of attack is this on Wudang Mountain?!]

Wheelic

Expanding the perforated heavenly bodies, a man, a man, a child, and a man flew in front of me. I knew them well because I had encountered them when I stopped by the Pagans in my previous life. They were all super-high-filled and contentious beings at the top of the current river.

He said to me, blowing out his eyelight, lifting up his inner air.

"Brainrenegy alone is unacceptable. State your full name!"

Now it looks like the three of them were observing the situation quietly while raising their hearing inside the Civil War.

"Goddamn it. I swear..."

I was instantly irritated by how many times I thought I'd have to do this in my previous life. Convincing and chattering with the elders of the hostile sect consumes the mind on its own. But he soon ruled his mind and said,

"I am the Viceroy of the Vagina and the patron saint of the cerebral neophyte."

"......!!"

"A while ago, the elders of the Headquarters visited the Shaman and were thrown out by the Jinzo Church. I'm meeting with Jinzo today to talk about it."

Phonetic

The pagan masters were greatly embarrassed. However, it is not easy to believe that the boy in front of you is the Second Son of the Christians. Typhoon ponders for a moment to see if there's anything else on his mind.

"Are you here to declare war?"

"Hm... Declare war? You have no idea what you're talking about."

I was a little sarcastic because I was hurt.

"If you are willing, the Old File Room will be destroyed without leaving a foundation. It's just a pointless fight with a mongrel like you, and I'm just letting it go. Please understand the themes and get me a cranial kidney."

"Ugh... This convert...!!"

I laughed at the stewards and purists, raising my spirits. I was nervous for a moment because I couldn't look down on the two super elite joints. As soon as a brawl breaks out, the tornado calms down.

"Deputy Bishop Baek Ung. I'm sorry we're so emotional. I'll call the DA right now."

"Thank you for understanding."

Cheongil exclaimed in anger.

"Master! We must cut down the converts and rid the Russians of them."

"That's right!"

"Let's get rid of this Viceroy."

The pagan disciples responded to Cheongil's shout and raised their spirits to life. As I was about to rush in, I was worried that persuasion would collapse. However, the listener said it himself.

"Shut up and just call in the petition."

"Here... Longevity Man."

"This seems to have left our hands."

The Tornado seemed to have calmly understood the situation as the leader of the pagan sect. The Cheongil and the Purifier were complaining, but they had no choice but to send their respects to the petition, and after a while the petition followed them to another lodging.

Jinzo's office arrested me when they found me.

"Baek Wung, the Viceroy. Farewell."

I also confiscated myself against him.

"Encephalocele sinusitis. I'm here to speak with you today."

"Tell me."

"Well, that's..."

I couldn't hide the awkward feeling while speaking. I anticipated it, but when I confronted Jinzo, I only heard a murmur.

'Intangible'. '

A feeling of deficiency, just like you felt in the Sovereign Church! The graceful ridge of entering the ball made my heart throb. It was never a powerful force that threatened or unsettled people, but it felt a transcendent gaze as if dimensions were watching people elsewhere.

Jinzo Chung must have reached absolute territory in the meantime. It was a very fast pace of development regardless of entrance or whatever.

I calmed the beating heart and said:

"... This place has a lot of interest, so let's move."

"I see."

Then the listener who was watching next to him said.

"Can't you just say it here?"

I spoke sharply to the blowtornado.

"This is about cerebral neonatal affairs. Don't interfere with outsiders."

"... Okay."

"Jinzo's appeal. Get on the Buddha statue."

Pa 'at

I went into the mountains with Jinzo Chung. And he said carefully.

"... Jinzo's office. What the hell was Lee Chung Un thinking? Why are we stopping the Vagina at this point in the Old File Room?"

Jinzou smiled strangely.

"Your Highness wants to see you through this matter. And you came as expected."

"That's what I thought..."

"Before I guide you, I have a personal question for you."

"What?"

Jinzo Chung leaned against the nearby rock and said.

"I heard from Priest that you are a god with an unusual history. But I'm sure you're from the brain stem, and you're aware that the arch-enemy of the brain stem is the Vagina. Nevertheless, I don't understand that I'm helping the Liberians."

"......"

"If only a master like you could help with cerebral kidney resurrection..."

I looked at the plea with a silly eye for a moment. And I realized one thing.

Lee Chung Un didn't tell Jin Soo about my past life! '

I'm sure Jinzo doesn't know that I'm a former student now. If you know the connection between me and Lee Kwang, it is normal not to ask the same question just now. In fact, Jinzou, who succeeded my memory with obsidian, empathized and understood my choice to turn my back on my brain aneurysm. At this point, Lee Chung Un seemed to be faithful to the secret of being a former student.

I was instantly conflicted. Would it be better to pass the memory to Jinseo Chung with Obsidian now? But I didn't think a person who was as knowledgeable as Lee Chung Un wouldn't expect me to do such a thing. When I thought about it, Jegalsa said bluntly in her heart.

What are you thinking about? Lee Chung Un doesn't care what you choose. Do not want Jinzo to inherit the memory.]

[But of course, you have to succeed...]

[But you should know this. Even if you succeed the memory, there's no guarantee that the petition will be on your side.]

[......]

[Also, spreading the secrets of the former family is not a good choice.]

I flinch. Obviously, my sinus hearing is deeply focused on the rejuvenation and vengeance of the brain stem. Even if I inherited my memory with obsidian, I was more likely to distinguish the construction from the previous geodesic network. It was a different matter from the story of a true colleague. And the secret that I was a former student, in the words of Jegalsa, must never be easily disseminated.

I thought about it and told Jinzo.

"That's my personal matter. I have a question for you..."

"What is it?"

"You must have been taught a lot of martial arts by Lee Chung Un. Of those, there must have been a seventh century. How far have you gotten?"

Jinso answered my question with a smile.

"I was praised by Taesa not long ago for reaching the Red Float."

"Correct float?"

"I realized I didn't have an idea."

"......?"

What the hell is that?

I thought I might learn about the merger of the seven and a half seasons, or mix a few. In fact, when we look at the Three Days of Judgment or the Lord's Holiday King, most examples of recreating the optosphere are based on the relationship between the two seasons. However, it was hard to guess what it was like when there was a sudden story about the red tide.

"Anyway, I want to meet Yi Chung Un."

"Of course. Your Highness is in the Nam Clan now."

"Lee, are you with the polar lake?"

"Yes. I came alone to the Shaman."

If I had gone to Jongnam, I would have met him right away. However, since it was true that I didn't want to see Lee Gwang, I nodded my head and summoned the Buddha.

"Let's go."