Reincarnated Swordmaster

I stood in front of Lee Chung-un with Jinzo, Ultimate Lake, and Black Horse. Lee Chung Un looked at the black horse and said.

"My teachings will be heavily rooted in the cerebral cortex, and I can't take much care of you, my sword. Is that okay with you?"

She nods.

"It doesn't matter. I just need to be able to hone my seventh and eighth graders. In fact, that's the end of the century. Just take my questions when you're comfortable."

"I understand."

Lee Chung Un turned to me and said.

"Hundred. First, gather all the remaining Obsidian and give one to me and one to Jinzo. with as much realization and experience as possible."

"I understand."

Lee Chung Un was a teacher, so he needed obsidian a lot, and Jinso Chung also needed it because the development possibilities were different. I pushed the experience and realization of martial arts as much as possible by greatly second-degreeing the obsidian that remained on my armor, and Lee Chung Un and Jin So-Chung seemed to possess that experience and meditate for roughly half a second.

And Lee Chung Un, who had recovered his memory, said.

"Good. Then I'll start training. First of all, let's hone the elder brother of the seventh and the upper extremities together, and after three days, let's study the depth of our brother's training from then on. And the process of deep research will be a way of discussing enlightenment."

As Lee Chung Un said, I spent the first few days with my brother's training. It is because the process of transforming the knowledge of nothingness into the body was necessary, even if it was transmitted through obsidian. I felt unnecessary because I had been trained to die, but I copied it to make progress first.

Three days later, everyone seemed to be familiar with the form of training, as Lee Chung Un said. There was nothing to say about Lee Chung Un or Jin Xu Chung, and the Black Horse or Ultimate Lake had the qualities of a century. Ultimate Lake said bluntly after finishing his brother's training.

"Damn, I wish I had Obsidian..."

I said bitterly to the arctic.

"Sorry. You need a lot of Obsidian to get a lot of memories at once. Wait until Miho buys a Obsidian Mine."

"I know that, but why don't you ask the prophet or something for the ore of your hometown? You said it was more efficient."

"I asked you once before, but I can't because it's highly confidential."

The pole scratches its head.

"That was about your men, wasn't it? The prophet is the king of his kind, so tell him to make a deal and trade with him directly. I could give you that much for your treasure."

"Hmmm..."

I didn't think about it. I nod at the words of the Ultimate Lake.

"Okay. I'll go if I can spare some time to train."

Jegalsa and Manglish would have thought of that scheme beforehand. However, what I have not been able to do in my previous life has always happened because of the idea of winning in one lifetime. I've decided to focus on raising my potential in this life, so that plan will be very effective too.

After the form of training, Lee Chung Un said.

"From now on, the rest will train with the focus of the seventh and the eighth axillary foramen, and the hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-pound brain aneurysm."

"Huh?"

I looked at Lee Chung Un. And I asked him a question.

"Why is that? The reason you're trying to teach me again about cerebral aneurysm..."

"Of course, direct improvement will be faster at picking up ginseng sticks. However, to penetrate the Great Terrain, you must walk as you would at . You still haven't unlocked all the hidden potential of cerebral aneurysm, so you'll have to refine and improve from there."

Lee Chung Un said bitterly.

"Phew... This is all my fault."

"......? Why is it Lee Chung Un's fault?"

"Because I've died in the past, you haven't fully mastered cerebral aneurysm. In fact, if I were a servant, I would have perfected all my cerebral neonatal skills and techniques..."

He looked up at the sky.

"Crazy is also a genius of martial arts, but he's only been taught by me for over a decade. I should have taught him at least five more years, but the sudden expulsion of his cerebral nephrine caused the frenzy to fail to convey his vision. And you, too, as a disciple of such a frenzy, have drifted away from the essence of the encephalocele."

"It's not Lee's fault."

I said decisively.

"If you had listened to the suggestion of the churches back then, the churchmaster would have led the most powerful Soviet Church in history and tried to attack the Middle School. I think he postponed his ambition due to the loss of his prime nephrine. And if the bishop subjugated the middleman..."

"Yes. God intervened, and everything went to hell, and millions were slaughtered."

Lee Chung Un smiled as he said.

"... Well, maybe not, but thank you. There's no one as decisive as you. You're an ex-employee."

"......"

"Anyway, I didn't fully connect the cerebral neocortex essence to the rabid. So I want to take this opportunity to pass it on to you. And this training will be a great help to the Grand Territory."

"Well... if you'll excuse me, I seem to have learned all the skills of the encephalonephrine..."

I'm blurry.

He would be, too, even if I had repaired the brain aneurysm for more than a hundred and ten years. Not only did I learn the wrong brainstem, but I also learned the art of cerebral nephrogenesis, the art of creation, and the art of catching the deceased. In addition, only with encephaloencephalocele

I could boast of being the best master except for that. At this point, I did not know more about cerebral nephrine than I did.

Then Lee Chung Un smiled.

"Hahaha! That's for sure. Few have mastered the art of cerebral kidneys as much as you have in my time. But we know very little about how to link them, little tricks, little hidden technology."

"Is there such a thing?"

"There is. And you deserve it now."

The lagoon I was listening to was flashing.

"Investigator!"

"But the lagoon?"

"I'd like to learn some of that, too."

"I can't. This only applies to those who have mastered the art of cerebral neonatal foresight."

"Tsk..."

After the conversation, the three of them took time to practice separately and I went to the training ground separately with Lee Chung Un. And Lee Chung Un slowly raised his spear and said.

"First... I'll fight to your level and teach you a trick."

"Yes."

Kaga River!

I started a spear fight with Lee Chung Un. Whether or not he fit my level of poverty, he was completely adjusting my movements without using a cerebral soul. He attacked me while casting a tremendous trifecta against Lan, me, and me, but I retaliated to ease his aggression.

Couple Book

"......!!"

Suddenly, however, as the sound of a swarm of bees cries, the tip of the spear turns into a rounded ball and shifts back into orbit, I quickly duck my head. When I was in shock, Lee Chung Un picked up his spear and said.

"Here's how it's going to go."

"What did you do?"

"It's nothing. I'll show you slowly."

Lee Chung Un began to move his spear very slowly. And I cast it so slowly that I could see how the herbs were changing. I stared at the movement and realized something and shouted.

"New Braindragon Sword! And the brain power."

"You've made your point. Like I said, we mixed two martial arts herbs into the method of creation."

"No, but that's..."

We combine swordsmanship and power into spear!

In fact, I can do what I want, but Lee Chung Un just fused two disparate weapons into the very beginning of the spear. It was a very difficult task. When I lost my words and looked at him, Lee Chung Un said.

"In your past life, the Jinseo has carried a sword and spear at the same time. It was a duel with a bigamist housewife."

"I remember. It happened."

"He was found to be a natural genius. that all of the martial arts in the brain are organically linked and synergistic..."

That muttering Yi Chung suddenly threw an incredibly fast regime in front of my eyes.

Kuang!

Since there was no killing, I did not avoid it, and I glanced at Yi Chung who stopped the regime before my nose, he said.

"I just blended in. Did you recognize it?"

"Yes. I was using the monarch's hand as a thousand-year-old Brainworm, and all of a sudden I saw the thunderbolt and the crescent herb..."

"You've made your point. You're a brilliant cerebral cortex."

Lee Chung-un smiled.

"You may be a singular creature, but it is the cerebral neocortex that can be sublimated by all technologies, such as new law, legislation, sword, spear, and technique, organically connected. It was made in the first place, and over a thousand years, countless masters refined and polished.

It is. "

I was impressed.

"Oh…!!"

"That's why I and other members of the encephalocele had to get used to it all, not just digging one up and becoming masters."

"......"

"I have something to say to you."

"So... you're saying that if you spread the brain aneurysm organically and get to the graveyard, you'll become stronger?"

Lee Chung Un nodded.

"Of course. You'll be strong. I guarantee it."

"Mmmm!"

"And it is at least a person who deserves to be a master and heir to the highest level of dignity. Most cerebral neonatal masters don't even know it exists and end their lives."

"But Jinzo often used the role of the graveyard you just spoke of..."

"That's why the petition is such a genius. In fact, it's an essence that must be passed on one-on-one between priests and trained for a long time, but it seems to have reached that point by senses alone."

"......"

I have nothing to say. According to Lee Chung Un, the role of the tombstone is that there are no specific herbs, but it is definitely the most elevated requirement to connect the skilled artisans to date. I was not afraid of the talent of Jinzo's office that reached me on such an excellent difficulty level.

I also asked because I had something in mind.

"I hardly know the shaman of the brain-dead. Not only do I know how to drink, but I know how to use a bicycle. Is it okay to learn the role of the Graveyard?"

"It's okay. You're a little unusual, so it doesn't matter."

"Yes?"

Lee Chung Un said in a slightly awkward voice.

"I have mastered the art and craftsmanship of the dearly departed. But the more they learn, the more they think they're essentially different from the quintessence of the brain. Not that I'm the enemy, of course, but let's just say that from the very beginning, a foreign entity was mixed into the brain stem... even in the very beginning."

"......?"

"Hehe. Ask the next Viceroy of the Deceased Ones. They have a lot of secrets."

"Yes."

And the training began. I learned the trick of mixing and releasing herbs during my constant struggle with Lee Chung Un, and I was able to master eight tricks in a single day. And after one day of applying the trick, I was confident.

I'm surprisingly talented. '

However, the more I studied, the more distorted my expression became. The next day, I learned eight new tricks. And the new trick got tangled up in my head, so I couldn't remember it properly, so I spent about two days rehearsing over and over again.

At the third day, Lee Chung Un said.

"Not yet. You can't take all the pros and cons that exist in the pituitary cavity of the brain that you've learned so far and not carve them into the bone. You need to know everything before you can apply. You'll have to memorize at least a thousand gestures and combinations."

"Ugh…!!"

I shouted in agony.

"A thousand things? How am I supposed to remember all that?"

"It looks like a lot, but isn't it just an application of the whole thing? And as far as the pottery of the herbalists you've trained so far will go."

"That's true..."

When I stood up in a daze, Lee Chung Un said.

"You're either an imbecile or a criminal. I'm sure you're aware of your lack of talent."

"......"

"That's why we have to make hundreds of times more effort to reach the application and accuracy that only geniuses can get. I'm sure the sight of nothingness will improve greatly once you've mastered the role of the Graveyard."

"But there were so many of them..."

Lee Jing Un laughed as I shouted at him.

"Trust me. From what I can see, if you learn to lick the crickets and the limbs, it doesn't add up to much, and you get confused. But once you get a deeper look at your master's nephropathy and the realization itself matures, you'll naturally be able to get a deeper look at those."

"Ugh... I see."

I have no choice but to believe what the masters of the Grand Territory say. I was fed up with the endless training, but I was forced to continue.

It's been about three months.

I'm still not familiar with the role of the tombstone, but I do seem to have some insight into the technique of fusing spear and vowel herbs. It was easier than I thought because I learned how to combine what I had already learned, not purely memorize hundreds of cases.

"But I don't think I've gotten stronger..."

To put it bluntly, it only unfolds what it knows differently.

It was a time of deep discontent.

"A hundred. The imperial palace has begun to move."

The Jegalsa who called me said: He spoke slowly.

"When you rescued the hostages from the mineshaft, you saw a movement to gather the humans for humanity purposes."

"Humanity?"

"Yes, there are now unofficially gold dignitaries and alumni buying slaves from all over the country and collecting them in the Fall Sheep. The number is roughly 5,000…"

Definitely worth it.

Gold is a close relationship with the slave masters, so it would be convenient to buy slaves. The telescopes standing next to the Jegalsa said.

"As we discussed, we assumed that the intention was to produce tolerances and mines. Maybe he wants to raise more troops to fight immediately."

"Hmm... superhuman disease."

"You can also use human sacrifice to raise your own alcohol and download powerful magic tools."

I shed a tear.

The supernatural mercenaries, the mercenaries and the Maine, had enormous physical abilities, and there was no guarantee that even the most powerful of them could be subdued unharmed. I have experienced firsthand how powerful they were when they were bred in hundreds. I said worried.

"Then, at this time, we will attack the Imperial Palace and take the head of the Emperor and his head..."

"No, I'm not going to do that."

"Huh? Why don't you tell the whole world about the Great Sagittarius and the future King..."

"I'm not doing that either."

The resolute Zegalsa folded her arms and said.

"Let's just leave it alone."

"What?"

"There's a limit to the power of the army that Jegal Yoo Ryong can raise anyways. No matter how much I raise him, he'll be slaughtered by the Soviet Church. And there's not enough power to sacrifice a sheep or an entire city at once. I won't be making any big plans right now, so let them do what they want, and you keep practicing."

I stood there dumbfounded and cried out when I heard Zegar's words.

"Jegalsa... are you saying... you want to leave humanity alone?!"

"Yes. Hearts ripped out, tentacles devoured."

Jegalsa said bluntly.

"You want to save them and then get swept away again by the sudden Sefa Maelstrom? Suzy doesn't fit the description of 5,000 human lives. Because it's more important that you get stronger as soon as possible and achieve your goals."

"But!!"

"You shouldn't have sent King Xerxes down. Since he was originally from the King of the Goblins, once he became strong, he could survive half as long on the ground as he could. You don't think he doesn't realize how much of a threat he's gonna pose to us from now on?"

"......"

When I kept my mouth shut, Jegalsa coldly said.

"I don't care what 5,000 slaves do on the land of the living. It's the same with luck. What matters to us is that you, our master, achieve your goal."

The Jegalsa was right one by one. But I said, gaining teeth.

"Then what am I different from a monk or a monk?!"

"Different. Different. But that doesn't mean you can't take a step forward and keep losing. I mean, so many people have died."

Jegalsa sighed.

"... Let me ask you again, Hung Woong."

The Zegalsa continued to stiffen me.

"Are you saying that 5,000 lives on the ground are more precious than the seven lives that we share with you now?"