Amcheon Township
I've been able to hear the current situation from the telescopes a little more subtly from him for a second. Zegalsa disappeared to her lab saying she would prepare something, and Jinzo left her word to come to her when she heard the story.
"... Miho went to the heavens for help and lost the news."
"I see..."
I can't explain everything for more than 50 years, but I can at least see how much has happened through the mouths of the masses. I listened and thought and said:
"Delightful. Is this... Chang Hill's way of drinking?" "
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, all of these moments that I think are real,"
Then he smiled and said with a deep smile.
"Hoo. The reality that you have seen over 50 years ago... is the illusion that Chang Hill has shown, and we are also likely to be fake."
"......"
"I have enough doubts. According to the information we have gathered, Chang Hill is the most important supporter of the Emperor's Contribution Court and the best supporter of the Emperor Oze. A creature of such humiliation can create an illusion that is indistinguishable from reality."
He said that.
"But I think there's very little chance of that."
"Why is that?"
"No hallucination can create more than the subconscious and the experience hidden in your brain. So if new information that you don't know continues to accumulate and creates new attribution rates, it's no longer an illusion. That's already another reality."
"It's a little difficult, but please explain."
"If this is a hallucination, then you're getting new information from this hallucination and twisting the causal rate as it grows. As soon as fantasy and reality are linked, no god is free from causality. If Chang Hill really is the great personality of the Bird of Emperor Oze, it would not be impossible to create such a counterpart..."
As I pondered, he said.
"It's absurd to manipulate [a small roller] while taking the risk of causality to trick one of you."
"I see..."
I knew about alcohol law and causality, so I could understand the explanation of the telepathy. Tricking me is possible, but the effort to do so is absurd.
In fact, I have already acquired information about the existence of the Ninetian Church and the future open orientation of the Ninetian Church, and will soon receive knowledge and abilities from telescopes, Jegalsa and Jinzou Church. Even if it is an illusion, the moment it actually affects reality through me, the distinction itself becomes meaningless. Whether it was fake or not was not my concern at the moment.
I suddenly remembered the backorder and said,
"But in the forecast of the future of the White Priory, I have a clue as to the powerful existence of the Archbishop or the Nine Church."
"That's when the high-level predictions made by the backfiring might accidentally be correct, the inferences drawn from all your experiences. But that prediction didn't give you any new abilities or tricks. Also, the causality rate is not out of proportion because it recognizes changes after observation."
"Ah."
"I'll have to pass something on to you as soon as I can prove it."
A muttering network reaches out.
Woong.
A white spirit gushes from his hand and connects to me. I was surprised to find out what this trick was.
"Divorce law! You've been working on it?!"
"Yes. I also passed divorce laws on to my uncle and made it to the top of the planet."
Manganese comes out of the divorce and interlocks his bag. Suddenly, he concentrates and energizes his forehead with tendons that protrude.
Ooooo -
Phage Jobs
Something pours in! I shudder as I notice the rush of knowledge and experience along the solid line of the bag that follows. After a short while, the transfer of knowledge ends, and the telemetry collapses on its knees, sighing.
"Phew..."
"What did you do?"
"I put in your memory the most useful alchemy I know through the Divorce Act. Unlike the memory of the grid telepathy, I've managed to convey what I understand, so it should be ready to use immediately."
"......!!"
As the hopeless saying goes, I immediately found myself on the verge of being able to use five Lieutenant, high magical methods as free material. Surprisingly, he transferred me to the highest level of skill! I told the Grimm.
"I can't believe this is possible..."
The telepathy rises from its place in a state of mind.
"Fifty years from then, it's possible. In the meantime, Uncle Zegalsa has further refined and developed the law of divorce, and I have studied its accomplishments together. Also, Bondi, the average human spends his entire life learning how to divorce, but I was able to shorten that time and enhance my drinking skills."
"Then you must be the high magician by now..."
"Perhaps. Now I've reached the priesthood level of your former life."
Mangosteen has tasted better.
"Unfortunately, this advanced divorce law itself is too high a principle to pass on. What I know can be more confusing if I'm being selfish."
"I see what you mean."
It's a profound and difficult divorce. I would never understand it with my head if it were the work of two Zecharlian geniuses who have been working on it for decades. I can only accept it after hearing the explanation later.
"Mmm-hmm. I see you haven't told me the sweetest story."
Despite telegraphy telling me about the past, I deliberately ignored Cheonwoojin's story. I was curious as to why, but I didn't ask, so I decided to resolve my curiosity. Then he said bitterly.
"Since I felt the power of mockery, Priest Cheonwoojin has been half as desperate to fight as a tyrant, but then he changed his mind and insisted on spying on the news of the heavens."
"I did."
"He quickly got promoted to the position of thirty-six thousand in heaven and became a freshman. But…"
"But?"
"We lost contact at some point."
The telescopes stared at the sky in frustration.
"If you're going back to the platoon, I'd like to know about the priest..."
"I see."
I spoke with hopelessness a little more, and this time I went to Jinseo Chung.
Jinzo Town stood with a spear in a completely ruined vacancy. I opened my mouth with my eyes to the Jinzo Corporation.
"Jegalsa and Manglish are old, but you're still the same."
"It needed to be the way it was."
The sun was slowly setting. Jinzo Chung said without changing his face, receiving the sunlight on his face.
"Hundred and a half, you know, and some of the hysterectomy. If the body undergoes the awakening of the osteoclastosis, then it becomes a reflex, which is difficult, or a body that maintains its full-grown body."
"You chose the Plume from the dislocation of the limb."
There are two paths when the unmanned body reaches extreme heights and is dislocated. One was a reflex, and the other was to remain in the original state of the body, which seemed to have remained the same as a young man for more than 50 years without suffering from aging.
Jinsoo, who was silent for a while, said.
"In fact, the counter-circulation has significantly increased latency and internal capacity than normal. because even in a reflex state, it slowly grows over hundreds of years, and then it breaks through walls and secondarily breaks the limits of the body. That's why many seekers like to see the ultimate in Bondi Moore choose the reactionary gyre."
Perhaps he chose a reflex for the same reason.
"And yet I meditated because..."
"With a reciprocating reaction, your potential and life expectancy will increase, but you will have to lose your combat strength. Even if you have a taxidermist, the body that has been used for decades will disappear and you will be limited if you operate a body as small as a spear. I had so much to fight over 50 years ago that I couldn't afford a reflex."
"......"
So it was.
I asked because I had questions.
"What are the criteria for hysterectomy? I've asked this question to countless unauthorized people before, but no one has given me a clear answer."
I did.
I asked the Myeong-ryong who had reactionary reactions, and the Hundred Commandments, as well as the Soviet Church or the Magi, and those who could ask such questions once. I wanted to know what was going on with the osteoclastosis.
But none of them knew for sure. We speculated that the cloudiness would change naturally when the internal air or body reached its extreme limits, but we didn't even know what this was.
He would, too, that the osteoclastosis itself was originally a legend, and few people who reached that point could infer and study each other's condition. The most empirical answer was that I just did it.
My question was answered by Jinzo.
"A mythical dragon once described to you that a dislocation reaches its extreme point and changes to its best state. But it's only half right."
"Do you know exactly what the criteria for a dislocation is?"
"Yes."
The Jinzo Church continued.
"The reason why your internal affairs do not spontaneously dislodge even though it reaches its strongest point in the human race, except for the Lion. Maybe that's what I'm really curious about."
"That's right."
Actually, that's what I'm most curious about. I have consumed countless elixirs such as the Black & White Soviet Union, the Thousand Years Old Moon and the Jeju Young-goon, and have the greatest aerodynamics in the world, but I have not felt any resemblance at all. That's why I've always regretted not having a dislocation, but do you think the petition will know why 50 years from now?
As I focused my mind on his mouth, Jinzo opened his mouth slowly.
"It is only the basic condition of a hysterectomy that the inner air reaches the highest peak water level. In reality, the need and the will. There must be two of them."
"Need? Will?"
"Necessity, of course, means you have to feel limited and remember change. Just as a parched Human needs muscles, you must hope to change your body with desperate will."
I tilted my head.
"Isn't that a need or a will? All you have to do is hope."
"Will has a different meaning."
Jinzo's eyes were sharply pointed at me.
"The will of the body itself."
"......?"
"That means you still don't have complete control of your body."
Swook
"......!!"
At that moment, I suddenly stopped because of a vision that pierced my throat. My palms were damp in the feeling that the sole of the Qin Dynasty stabbed me for the purpose of answering the door. However, after realizing that it had overwhelmed me with the Feast of Determination, I was only able to relax.
Jinso told me.
"You didn't even feel the herbs in my heart. No matter how great my hardship may be, at least ten herbs must survive considering the performance you've accumulated so far. Proof that you're not in complete control of your own body."
I said it out of control.
"No one's ever said that before..."
"They had a low foresight, so they just didn't notice you. And your internal organs are so massive, you can't even see the flaws."
Heart spear
Ash pollen
Tupperware
As soon as Jinzo finished speaking, I felt a hole in my whole body. Obviously, Jinzo's office didn't move a muscle, but the spear in my heart was attacking me first. What was really scary was that the planting window was definitely the Feast of Dedication, and I couldn't help but avoid it.
If I had lived in a planted fish window, I would have died a hundred times over.
What... what kind of a shaman is this?
The cerebral cortex was fast-paced, but it wasn't fast. I could tell at a glance that it wasn't the speed. And it's a ridiculous projection - but I thought that a planter window in the Jinseo office might overwhelm the cerebral soul.
"What I felt as I continued to penetrate the walls of the Grand Territory was that our bodies also had individual will."
"What do you mean? The body is controlled by the brain..."
"In the world of martial arts, it's different. The fact that you have accumulated the businesses of nothing, the body itself, is manifested as a landscape of martial arts. and supporting the deep details of consciousness. But you..."
Jinzo said as he stretched out his spear.
"ex-employee. The labor of the body and the upbringing of the mind are not in balance, so it always makes a contradiction. because the mind of a master who's been practicing martial arts for hundreds of years is just a teenage boy with a body. I don't think that's why there's a contradiction between the mind and the body, and the body doesn't appreciate your proficiency, so you can't have a derangement."
"......"
"Of all the unmanned people in the world, you're the only one experiencing a disagreement. A weakness only ex-employees possess."
I could only understand what Jinseo had said.
Physical and mental discord!
That used to be a concern, but now I know it's definitely a bottleneck. I carefully asked Jinzo.
"Do I have to have a dislocation? Or else you'll never reach the Underworld?"
"It's not like that. But... in your case, maybe."
"Why?"
"The reason you stay in such a strange climax for so long that you can't easily climb the Grand Territory is not simply because of your lack of talent. The physical and mental discordance we just talked about is also gripping my ankle."
He stared at me with calm eyes.
"Absolute Territory is the step of having a spirit and being a thousand pieces. Define a world other than yourself with an unconsciousness close to madness. The absolute spirit must be harmonized in any way."
"......!!"
"I think what you need more than talent is money to resolve your inner contradictions. And you'll need a firm conviction of your own absolute landscape."
"Faith..."
I was thinking about it, and Jinzo said.
"I wish I could speak calmly to you, but I don't have time. I have to get to the mainland right now, so go get ready."
"... Okay."
I agreed with Jinzo's statement.
The world may need to stay in this Kingdom and inherit the law of martial arts, such as Jinzo Township and Manpower, but the situation is not. It is because if the Catholic Church defeats the heavenly realm, the great coming of the copycat will happen immediately, and humanity will truly perish. In that time, it will be impossible to hide and live.
'Will it work?... You don't have to.'
I gripped my teeth.
I must use every means I have to kill or seal the Nine Patriarch.
After a short while, all four, including me, gathered at the Node of the Kingdom.
Jegalsa said.
"I heard some bad news from the mainland."
"What?"
"The heavens have been defeated by the Nine Patriarchs. Twenty new tankers were slaughtered in the Fall Sheep alone."
"......"
"Lots of pitchforks were killed."
Before I even started, I heard the declaration of defeat, and I looked dejected, but the words of the Jegalsa followed.
"This is your last chance. Soon, the Nine Patriarchs will try to bring down the Festival system by sending themselves as mediators from the Fallen Lamb."
Jegalsa said.
"Assassinating a conscious ninja. This is humanity's only bow."
"Is that possible?"
"Hehehe. Honestly, if a miracle doesn't happen, it won't." The objective power car is too large. The Nine Patriarchs won't be able to handle a bishop. "
I smiled bitterly.
"So grant us a miracle, our foolish king."