Amcheon Township
With Cheonwoojin, I headed to the most spiritual place nearby. At the bottom of the waterfall, Cheonwoojin settled down, led to spiritual exploration, and as the magic tricks began to unfold, he saw an unusual ancient grouper being visualized and stretched out into all directions. As the seal of the caterpillar spread to more than five chapters, I looked around and asked.
"This?"
"If only there was a chance that the psychic powers would rush into the world and create a new monster."
"Is that even possible?"
"What do you think about phonography? The power of a God.There are many things in the world that make monsters just as powerful as the power of a great god or a great god. There's a good chance of creating a new metaphor by the time you're psychic."
"Hmm... I see."
I grumbled and realized something.
"Wait. So I have to know how to draw power from the frostbite in the next life?"
"It's not hard to know how to be a blunt man. Don't worry, I'll teach you that much."
"Hmm."
However, I was able to unfold a talent that was barely alcoholic. Since armor is a technique that becomes the skeleton of ligation, if you are prepared enough, I will be able to form a seal. because I know how to do it on the basis of my blunt force.
"Enough chitchat and watch closely. What powers lie dormant."
A muttering choreographer reaches forward. And then there was Nogali.
"Release!"
Kugugu District
The statue of Yeonggi trembles. From the crown of the statue, Yeonggi starts to rise like a raging lava. It was like boiling water, not just the intensity of the Rising Storm. However, because it contained so much rich power, I even made the illusion that the light sublimated and produced rays.
Cheonwoojin, who was observing the release of power, moved his hand to control the flow. He opens his mouth as his trapped strength gradually regains order and decreases in movement.
"As expected, this statue seems to have been handed down by the blessings of the previous wook. The aftermath of the ancient carved power remains intact."
"What do we do now?"
"I will tell you the prophecy of Jeonseok, who absorbs power."
I listened to the truth and began to memorize it. Then the power of the statue that was still quivering began to reach towards my heart slowly. I felt the force itself absorbed through my body as if it were not material.
Suzus
My body is hot, but even for a moment, the cold, cool energy that entered the ice cave twists my blood vessels. I was stunned for a moment by the dreadful stench of lewdness.
"Huff."
"Cold? Of course. It is a force that possesses the attributes of the Yin Tai."
The excruciating pain that seemed to have swallowed dozens of ice boils over the lungs and intestines. It's so cold that the snow will pour ice.
"I want something hot."
"It's meaningless. The pain is directed at the psychic system, not physical pain. No matter how hot and spicy you try, you'll never be able to calm down."
Choon Woo-jin said coldly.
"In fact, a mere mortal would freeze to death as soon as he embraced his current power. But you've been dealing with demand for a long time, and you're resistant because you're already an apostle."
"Jo... is that good?"
"It's unusual. Usually, if the high magician decides not to increase his resistance, he will never gain resistance to phonography. It is more realistic to have resistance to the ice..."
Choon Woo-jin muttered like that.
"Hang in there. Given the amount of phonological intelligence you have, the pain won't last."
As Cheonwoojin said, the frozen heartache of the lungs subsides like a wash after half an angle. As the pain subsided, I was able to coldly compare when I ate snowflakes and black and white flutes. When I got up from my seat, Cheonwoojin picked up the statue on the ground and said,
"This statue can no longer be offered as a tribute to the heavens. Because you sucked all the energy out of my gut."
"How strong have I become?"
"Hmm..."
Cheon Woo-jin looked into my spirituality and said.
"I think I've got about 20 years of power."
"......!!"
I was greatly surprised and pleased.
By absorbing the energy of the statue, you reduced your training by 20 years? Horses were 20 years old. My head ached when I thought of trying to meditate on the cliffs at three o'clock every day for 20 years. I quickly rolled my head in my head and shouted.
"Then if you absorb it 13 more times like this...!!"
"Maybe we can get some phonography going. From then on, you'll be able to use boiling spirits to challenge pacifism."
Choon Woo-jin laughed so hard.
"But number 13... when will you die?"
"......"
"Well, if you're going to eat, eat, and die over and over again, I'm not going to stop you."
I kept my mouth shut.
Obviously, it's 13. It's never easy. And every time you eat to gain the power of consciousness, you don't want to kill yourself. It is very painful and painful to die in any way. It's not something you can't do, but it's not something you can do.
I muttered.
"That means you have to keep practicing."
"Yes. And there's a good chance that the spiritual power builds up a little bit more, because of the increased consonant intelligence. Because the more power you exert, the more training you earn."
"Phew."
I wanted to gain the phonograph power of 40 or 50 years this time if possible, but the power left over from the statue was not that much. Since we have been neglected by the ruins of demand for many years, the power that has been leaking out must have been quite some time ago.
Parker!
Larynx
Suddenly, the statue seemed to collapse, and the figure of the vase disappeared and a giant figure appeared instead. I looked at the statue in surprise.
"No! All of a sudden..."
"Hmm, I see. That's why you were so conspicuous."
"This is a description of the main body of the previous month."
"That's right. When you put all your strength into it from the beginning, it was carved to reveal its true form, not its appearance."
"......"
I have seen the shape of the living creature before. A colossal, dark Giant spewing destruction that will overthrow heaven and earth! That was the body of the previous book I saw. When I saw Cheonwoojin, he was afraid of guessing.
"The statue must have been engraved and witnessed by someone who came directly to the pay. And when I showed the sculpture to Jeollak, he was uniquely regarded as having received the blessing of the psychic powers. I can't explain it beyond that."
Surprisingly, I was frightened.
"What? That's... crazy."
"Of course it's crazy. Jeolluk is a strong personality with powers as powerful as [old ruler]. Even just looking at the body will make the mortal die or go mad. Nevertheless, there was a man who made the statue. You've seen both the outside and the inside, so you've seen both sides."
"It's impossible as a human being, isn't it?"
Cheonwoojin nods.
"Impossible. But that's the case with humans."
"Huh?"
"There's no law that says humans made that statue."
"......"
Creepy!
Yeah. '
I have only thought of it as a human being, but this statue has always been an ancient artifact of the emperor Oze and [old ruler]. At that time, there would have been a higher being on earth than man, since the Shinma was in chaos and all kinds of chaos revolved around them. At least the creator of this sculpture is the one who has the [power] that can be seen in the previous body.
The statue maker must have super-fresh powers ( and others)!
I said in a suspicious voice.
"Who made this?"
"Ask the executioner or the magistrate. It's not my territory to interpret ancient history from here."
"Got it."
I returned to the anthem and shared information and suspicions about the statue with the Jegalsa. Then Jegalsa pondered and said,
"Hundred Hundred. Call Cheonwoojin. Let's go back to the ruins of demand together."
"Got it."
Pa!
The three of us went to the heart of the ruins of demand. And when I arrived at the place where I had removed the statue in the past, Jegalsa was looking at the place carefully, and so was Cheongjin. Jegalsa asked Cheonwoojin.
"Chunwoojin. Can you use a technique to read the memories of your past?"
"I know what you're thinking, but I can't. That technique can only read up to 500 years before and after."
"I think we've missed something important."
So, the mumbled zegalsa wrote an interpretation of the frostbite portal with a branch on the ground.
[Ah, the passageway between the heavens and the earth in the north () has collapsed.
A disciple, a noble Yang, is summoned back by the Emperor.
The secrets of treatment circulation have been left in the world in human appeal.
Therefore, the membrane is left as a sign.]
Jegalsa, who was looking at the interpretation calmly, said.
"Until now, I had not considered this interpretation as important by focusing on the last night of demand. But now that we know there's a secret to the statue, there's another way to interpret it."
"Interpret what?"
"How to treat circulation."
Zegalsa's eyes flashed.
"There was an ancient, great flood. You all know that, right?"
Cheonwoojin nodded his head and I agreed.
"I know. There was a flood at the time of this wage, and the Woo wage controlled it. Daewoo was Hanara's great-grandfather and the monarch who performed the measurements."
"Yes. It's a well-known history."
"Is there something else?"
My gut laughed.
"So this is how it's going to be. Previously, we separated the human system from the celestial system by the call of the emperor. Immediately after the flood, before leaving, he had already given us the secret of dimensions. We also made demand with that sign, and the status of the artificial intelligence is recorded in demand, as you know."
"This statue was made around the same time as demand."
"I think the statue maker..."
Zegalsa, who was about to say something, suddenly turned around.
"That's not the point. The important thing is Wu (31161;) and Gon (?) is the recipe for this dimension."
"Huh?"
When I was confused and confounded, Choon Woo-jin sat next to me, listening quietly, and suddenly said.
"You mean your appetite."
"Yes, it's food."
"......?"
I was embarrassed because I couldn't keep up with the conversation.
"Food? What is that?"
"Food means' filling '. The soil is soil that spontaneously blows, which was used to fill up the streams and streams to prevent flooding."
"Ah!"
"Until now, scholars have only considered this as a method of lost circulation. He did not actually accept the view that Wukong was a historical book about preaching the Royal Way. The technique of culinary soil is so futile. It is only the basic code that forms the land-based dynasty, which is called the hydroponics."
Jegalsa clasped her fingers.
"But the story would be different if it had taught Wu, Gon and the human race the secrets of dimensions."
"How is that different?"
"The soil is not a metaphor, it's a possibility that it actually existed."
I opened my eyes to it.
"What? There was soil that blew on its own?"
"Yes. That is how much God blesses and blesses men. Otherwise, the population and labor force at the time would never have been able to control the massive flood. Perhaps the blessing of the soil was bestowed on the human monarchs at that time."
"......"
"After disconnecting the sky from the earth, God couldn't stop the flood himself, so he gave me his blessing in advance. It is clear that the soil of the self-inflating god prevented the flood damage by preventing it from descending."
I've lost my words.
Did you really think that the ancient dialogue was going to get the best of Emperor Oze?
Jegalsa said as if she was complaining.
"So, I came here to see if there are any clues about the land. If only there was one food left, it would be a big help in the future."
"Well... wouldn't they have stopped the Great Barrier or the Yellow Sea with food? Don't you think it'll sink at the bottom of the river?"
"It may be so, but most likely the demand is sealed here. Assuming the soil is some kind of magical catalyst, there's a good chance we left it behind."
"Okay. Let's find it, then."
I spent some time scouring the ruins of demand with Jegalsa and Cheonwoojin. However, no spiritual objects came out at all. Eventually, we had to give up our search for food and go back.
After returning, Jegalsa said.
"I need to study this some more."
"What are you going to do?"
"Let's ask an ancient expert."
A few days later.
"I'll look into it."
"Please!"
Manganese came to the anthem instead of working as a demigod. It was because Zegalsa and Cheonwoojin were at their best in the amount of knowledge. And I brought the mangroves back to the ruins of demand.
"Let's go up."
As the network searches the ruins of demand for a while, it suddenly climbs the spiral staircase to the pond. Then he climbs over the pond, looking around, and heads for a small cave.
"Oh, that's..."
"A place with a thousand year old snowflakes."
That's how he kept his eyes on the surrounding land. And a long time later, he told me in the snowy snow.
"Hundred. I got it."
"What do you mean?"
"... Isn't it strange that a celestial creature like the Black and White Sovereign could grow in one place?"
"Huh?"
You smile in despair.
"This basin... I think the whole sulfuric acid is food. And that's why, over the millennia, the big hills became like mountains. It is a blessed land powered by God Himself, and the blessings of the Emperor Oze created this celestial movements."