Amcheon Township
After the telemetry returned, he handed the white priority over to the Jegalsa. The White Priory was a treasure trove learned from the corpse of the Chamberlain.
"I don't think I'll be practicing or doing anything else for a while."
"Yeah. Busier. In the meantime, I'll use this to analyze the situation."
"Please."
Rather, Mangling had to maintain anti-celestial alliance and build strength to fight against the imperial palace and strengthen ties with the hordes. In addition, all kinds of debts will come to fight in the three-generation fissure basket in the future. I was frustrated when I thought of the suffering of hopelessness.
"In fact, hopelessness is the only way you can practice drinking."
He was originally such a brilliant brain that he became a master at such a young age, but he could hardly use the technique because he had little natural inspiration. Even though I have an opportunity to master the art of drinking, I can't train because I work for me. He was also sacrificing his chances for me.
Zegalsa said, spreading her white priorities.
"First of all, I want to use this to lightly predict the future... but first try it on for yourself."
"What are you trying to write?"
"Try to see if the White Priority effect is helpful to the training of the spiritual mind."
"Ah!"
It turned out that the backorder had the power to recharge the spirituality of the shaman permanently. The suggestion is to improve the training speed of the psychic mind by using the auto-recovery effect. I immediately accepted the White Priority and went into training that day.
However, the next day, Choi Woo-jin, who looked at my spiritual accomplishments and looked at my training, shook his head.
"It's pointless."
"Is it not working?"
"Back first, this is used to restore a certain amount of spirituality. It's not very useful for training to maximize spiritual power. And if that were possible, the magic of the Chamberlain would have already reached the Dragon Clan."
Cheonwoojin was a horse.
"In the short term, there are several ways to see the progress of phonography or cunning, but for now, practice your skills."
"Why?"
"You're too used to getting played. Alcohol is more complicated than shamanism, and you can never use it properly unless you have the basics. Even if there is a means to greatly improve the absolute power right now, it's poison for you now."
"Um... got it."
I learned the basic technique theory from Cheon Woo-jin all day long. Unlike what I learned from Mangosteen etc. it was a lesson that was put aside from the practical senses rather than the theory. I complained that it was the practice of genius, but it was quite easy to understand what Choon Woo-jin taught.
After the training that day, after telling the Jegalsa the results, she looked troubled.
"That's right."
"Zegalsa, what do I do now? You've been practicing for two years?"
"... I should hope so."
Zegalsa, who was hesitant about something, heard the white priority. Then I shouted.
"Baek first, show us the results of two years of diligent drinking lessons from Chunwoojin!"
"Ugh…?!"
Can you show it to a bunch of people?
Suddenly, the landscape changed in front of my eyes without surprising me.
Suzus -
I was sitting on a cliff two years later.
'Is this my time?'
I must have sat on a cliff meditating all night. After a while, I opened my eyes and stopped to polish the moon's energy for a moment, and I heard an annoying voice behind my back.
"Damn! That's all I've learned in two years?"
Maybe I was pretending not to hear Choon Woo-jin get angry.
"Stop being annoyed. Today's the day to leave."
"If I'd been farming for two years... Aargh! My time..."
Cheonwoojin was raging on the road.
Zegalsa, who was next to me, said with an annoying look on her face.
"But didn't you take off your beginner's t-shirt and go to an intermediate magician thanks to your hard work? There's enough retreat in the county."
"If it were a death sentence, he would have already challenged the Dragon Gate at that time! I can't believe how hard I've been teaching as a hallucinator and still climbing the floor."
Cheonwoojin looked at me with irritated eyes and said, shaking my neck.
"You're so hairy! You don't have an answer! I don't have an answer, you bastard!"
I shouted, grabbing the collar of Cheonwoojin, facing him.
"What the hell!! I don't have the talent. Did you help me?"
"You son of a bitch! I'm annoyed. Let's just hit one of them."
"What the hell!!"
Soon after, I had a fight with Cheonwoojin and his neck, and suddenly, I started fighting with him with an unpublished technique. I confronted Cheonwoojin's technique with the feast of three feasts and shamanism, but it was only a short while before Cheonwoojin became strong enough that he blew me off a cliff in one steady blow.
"Salary Orders!"
Quaang
"Ahhhh."
I crashed off a cliff and tried to escape, but Cheonwoojin increased my gravity again, speeding up my fall.
Kugu Palace
When I fell underground, Jegalsa came to me annoyingly and said a word.
"Well... Cheonwoojin is gone. But you didn't kill him because you've been teaching him for two years. Is this also the blessing effect of refreshment?"
"I... broke my arm. And the legs."
When I groaned, Jegalsa sighed.
"There's no answer..."
Pa 'at
The future that the White Priory showed us is over. And I was silent with the Jegalsa.
"......"
"......"
Unlike what I had seen before, it was a near future and there were few variables, so it was a very realistic prophecy. No, this is how it's going to be. Jegalsa pressed her finger against her temples as if her head was hurting.
"That desperate talent was hard for two years. I wish the scout would lend me more Chunwoojin."
"Dammit... even if you train hard, what are you going to do if it comes back like that?" "
I felt sad because I felt desperate. The problem with this prophecy was that it came to a conclusion under the assumption that I had studied diligently. That is, if I ignore this prophecy and practice it diligently, the results are not much different. Then Jegal smiled bitterly.
"You too have fallen into the White Priory trap."
"What? A trap? Are you saying the future I just saw is a lie?"
"No. What this backorder showed me is very likely to be the truth. But the reason that the predictive power of this backorder is ultimately useless is because of its nature," it changes at the moment of observation. ""
Jegalsa relaxed.
"Now that you have seen this prophecy, you will do something else. By the time I realized it, the prophecy had changed. Even if you do the same, the result will be different."
"What? Really?"
"Yes. So the original owners of this backorder, the barons, could not predict our behavior. Even if you put variables in it, the moment you look at it, the future will be different... and this is nothing but a fun toy."
"......"
"The reason this treasure is so useless is because it doesn't have the power to change its merit. It's meaningless to read the branches of the future without the power to change causality."
I wondered.
"Why did Jegalmu create a bobae with this useless function?"
"Anyone has a desire to predict and read the future. Moreover, Jegalmu knew that the moisture would perish soon if he died, so he hoped that the bookkeeper who succeeded him would use the backorder to refine his scheme. In fact, the real function of this backorder is more like warning and reading theorem, not prediction of the future."
"Hmm..."
"Anyway, this time it helped. Now you can change where you want to act."
That's what Jegalsa said.
"Well, unlike the prophecy, Let's get a performance that improves your molar skills while we're at it."
"Huh?! Cheonwoojin said that it would interfere with my growth..."
"That's wrong. The White Priory just gave you the expected answer. Don't you get it? Avoid the wrong answers."
"Ah…"
Zegalsa's eyes flashed.
"I don't know how long this blessing will last. You actually felt it this time. The blessing did not stop the tribal council from happening. Once you start to be swept away by the great currents of the world, the blessings will be meaningless, so let's get enough to get a smoke."
"Got it."
I relayed Zegalsa's message to Cheonwoojin. He nods reasonably.
"Phew, you're welcome. I could have avoided teaching a headache for two years..."
The arrogance rose from my heart, but I could hardly bear it.
"Don't fan the house, just teach me how to improve my drinking skills."
"Sure."
Cheonwoojin pointed his finger across the horizon.
"Number one, we're going to catch a cunning monster somewhere. And then you absorb the power of that monster and you get stronger."
"Oh!"
"You know where that monster is, don't you?"
"Huh? There's no such thing as monsters."
"There are all kinds of monsters in the world, but the power of the cunning is the power of Samsung Oh Jeong Wook. All he has is his own man or his own blood."
"......"
I had a pale complexion.
"Th... full house." "
"Yes. We'll catch the demon of the Great Hall. Or the tenacity of the Almighty..."
"That's crazy!! How can I catch it!!"
I screamed the drain.
Of course, I know where the Almighty is and how to get there. However, in the beginning, the demons of the Manchurian Temple were different from normal spirits, and each one was a fresh class. The fever of managing demons (?) is equivalent to the Fangjo. It is impossible to catch such people, and even if I do, I will be furious and kill myself in the future.
Chunwoojin shrugs.
"You think I told you not to train? Of course I didn't say it because it's unrealistic. Anyway, leave the feasibility and just say the word."
"Ugh… what's the second way?"
"The second way is to acquire treasures or goods that possess the power of conscience."
I listened to Cheonwoojin and pondered.
"That has something to do with foreplay, right?"
"Well, I had to. at least if it is a mythical artifact or if someone in history has personally received the treasure by descending from the ashes."
"Well... that's the demand, right?"
Then Cheonwoojin shakes his head.
"You're in liberation. The last time you showed me the demand, I checked to see if I could extract your consciousness. Liberation is like putting a padlock on a door, but no matter how much demand is produced, you can't just use that energy."
"I see... uh..."
Oh, yeah?
Not in demand... but I feel like I'm missing something.
I tilted my head, but Cheonwoojin continued.
"The third way is to change the training ground where you get the energy of the fetus."
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Where is this place?"
"It's an anthem."
"What dimension does the anthem belong to?"
"Handover."
Cheonwoojin nods.
"Handover is a place with very low spiritual concentration. On the contrary, the heaven is very spiritual and the air is dense with spiritual power."
"You want me to train in the heavenly world?"
"Of course. Once upon a time, there was a death sentence on the frontier. At that time, the death sentence was spiritually piled up under the protection of the Nine-Hundred Daughter in the Celestial Realm. The effect can be seen as at least dozens of times higher than the training on the ground."
I frowned.
"... through the gate."
"It will be so."
Choon Woo-jin replied and laughed at what was funny.
"Khh... But you have to be the top magician in the Middle East to get through the Great Gate." I don't know if I should, but it seems like a novice wandering through the gates... "
"......"
That's exactly what I said. In the beginning, Middle School's raw meat was the biggest gateway to the martial arts world, where scholars and practitioners challenged them to ascend in the name of the thief. Even though I often encountered the sunfish, I couldn't feel it, but I dared to become a spiritual being that was hard for humans to look up even if I just crossed the gate of the lantern.
I was never good at what I do. I rolled my head and said,
"If we don't have to go through the gate, we just have to go into the heavens?"
Then Choon Woo-jin said as if he was pathetic.
"I see what you're rolling. If you want to die, do it yourself. If we get caught in the eyes of the heavens, even the Sovereign Church won't be able to survive the invasion."
"Damn it."
"So what are you going to do? I've just heard of the future of the White Priory, and all I want to do is teach you."
"Wait a minute."
There's got to be something we can do.
I think there's something I can do.
I rolled my head with grief. The proposed convenience method is so ignorant that you have to fill 250 years with real training at this rate. No matter how close I've been to infinity, I can't live like that.
Then something popped into my head.
"Ah! Wait a minute!"
I searched hard in the armor. Then I took out a piece from the inside and handed it to Cheonwoojin.
"How about this!!"
"......!!"
Cheonwoojin took the item and looked around and said, as if surprised.
"I... I didn't think of this either."
"Can I use this to gain my conscience?"
Choon Woo-jin felt spiritual power as he left the premises.
"Yes, I think that's enough. I don't know how much strength I have left..."
I laughed.
"Haha!"
The object in Cheonwoojin's hand.
It was a statue of the previous wook.
'Cause it was worth it in the first place, you could have traded it for freshmen!'
The ruins of demand, among other things, is the frostbite in the deepest part of the world! My prediction was correct that the statue of the ancient statue would surely possess phonography.