Amcheon Township
What about him?
As I looked at Zegalsa with my curious eyes, he said.
"First, there will be tremendous hardship waiting for you to get Toyo. The hardship, of course, cannot be solved by skill alone. Then what do you need besides your skills?"
I noticed in Zegalsa's words and cried out.
"Lucky you!"
"Yes, I am blessed by Taehavan."
I see!
Obviously, a river will be necessary to challenge the Saturday on the land of the living. It was a requirement, not a choice.
"But now that I'm not done investigating Seo Mun-hye, I'm blessed to jump right in..."
Jegalsa blurted.
"Who told you that? It's not like you can only do a ritual in the sky once. There are string and snow here, so if you have enough treasure, you can do it a few times."
"Hmm."
"More than one blessing, of course..."
As Zegalsa was about to say something, Mangosteen suddenly spoke out next to her.
"Uncle, I don't think so."
"Hyun, do you know what I'm thinking?"
"Yes, it's the most efficient way. But I think we should abandon our best efficiency and aim for growth together."
"... Oh."
The seagull closes his eyes as if he were trying to read the thoughts of the telepathy. And then he said,
"Let's widen the causality for the sake of salvation. You got a guy in mind?"
"I want to leave it to the taste of the Hundred Huns."
"You mean leave it in the hands of the former. Well, maybe that's true."
What do you think they're saying to each other?
When I was confused, Jegalsa said.
"A hundred. I've changed my mind. From now on, listen to what I say..."
And Jegalsa swore a plan to me. After listening to the scheme, I was able to figure out why the scouts had just interloded. And when he was praising their wisdom, Jegalsa said:
"I'm going to investigate the scent of the rock and its door in more detail. It'll probably be short-term, so you don't have to worry about anything else, right? Gather as much treasure as you can once the heavenly bodies have finished crafting."
"Got it."
As I nodded, he looked at me and said,
"Hundred. I have a question."
"What is it?"
"In your 23rd life, you obtained the sword of Lady of the Bean. Is that still expressible?"
Then I forgot to use a sword after the beginning of my life. As soon as I speak, I try to concentrate my mind and place the saber on my right hand.
Suzus -
"Grrrgh!"
But I suddenly stopped in the throbbing pain of my heart. A surprised prospect asked me.
"Baek Hung, what happened?"
"......"
I tried to concentrate again and summon the Predator Blade, but it didn't work, and instead I felt the pain of stabbing the internal organs with a needle. And my technique remained intact. I was wondering if it was a problem with causality, but I thought it was quite direct pain and influence.
Why are you doing this? '
There is no aura to summon the Preswordsman, but strangely, I feel a distinctive full feeling when handling the Preswordsman. It's not that I can't open it at all, but it's more like a feeling of being stuck in a triple quadruple. Talking to the shrine and the Jegalsa about how I felt, the shrine carefully watched me and said.
"That's enough. Don't try any more."
"Any guesses?"
"Even though she was transformed into a sword, the sword itself is not a woman's skill, but a Nine Hundred Hyundai woman's skill. In other words, you have succeeded in acquiring swordsmanship, but you do not know the precise technique, spells, and elements, making it impossible to implement it."
"Then what is this stabbing pain?"
"... I don't know about that. If the original spell isn't cast in the first place, nothing will be as painful as yours. It only consumes alcohol in vain. But I thought you said you didn't feel the consumption of alcohol?"
"Yes."
"All I can think of... is that swordsmanship is different from conventional practice. And maybe every time you try a swordsmanship, you're reacting to the Nine-Hundred Lady and the Daughter Bean."
"......!!"
I was surprised. Just by trying to drink, you can stimulate the celestial freshness? When I was embarrassed, I was flattered.
"Better ask the priest for details. And we don't have much time before Soo-yeon's reimbursement comes, so let's hurry."
Pa 'at
I made my way to the town of the Scouts with a glimpse. And I met Cheon Woo-jin, burying the Hermit Secretary as I always do. Cheonwoojin always tried to chase us in a botherless mood, but hopelessly persuaded us to go inside.
Cough...
He looked up at the sky and said.
"I don't like the sky. Even if I was three o'clock late, Soo-yeon's ashes would have hit me right away."
"Well, don't you think you'll have plenty of time to prepare for the public?"
"Not exactly. That's it for short notice."
Cheonwoojin removed nine pieces from the number of flags that were supposed to be placed and inserted one million into the defensive position. And the rest of the burden seemed to be settled by his magical skills. I thought I'd give Obsidian to Chon Woo-jin, who was preparing for the ritual, but now I have to focus on the ritual, so I decided to let him.
Soon after the ceremony began, Taeherjeon emerged for the first time.
[Sookie was well fed. Humans.]
So far, I've listened quietly or been sarcastic. But this time I had no intention of doing either. Because the appearance of the Taeherjeon, which was shown at the end of the 23rd life, was very suspicious.
The enormous alchemy of plunging the public into chaos and calling himself the observer of the Western Mother - and most of all, the Taeherjeon, the Immortal Incarnate, did not vanish after Samcheong was destroyed by the Western Mother! It was a perfect proof that Tai Heo Cheon is not the incarnation of Samcheong, but another veil.
I wanted to ask the Taejeon all sorts of questions, but I held my tongue. If he really is the Dark Matter, there's no way he's going to answer me if I ask him openly here. I just live in a state of vigilance.
Instead, I said, "Slip."
"Taehecheon, I would like to receive another blessing in exchange for a gift."
Taehecheon, who was about to say something, said as if it were interesting.
[Hoho? Who do you want to be blessed with?]
"That is... the Emperor Castle."
[......]
Taehazzon looked quite perplexed. I didn't think he would mention the heavenly host. Then he said as if he didn't believe me.
[Je, Emperor Xerxes may not have the blessing...]
"There might be. Please call first."
[No, King Mihu is busy with heavenly affairs...]
I shouted because the lame Taeherjeon was annoyed.
"Summon me!!"
[Hnng. Got it...]
Tai Heo Cheon fainted, then disappeared into the smoke as if there was no choice, and passed on the next round.
After a while, the gaze of Choi Woo-jin, who was strong, returned to its original state. I was surprised and surprised because I felt discouraged, and I couldn't hide my embarrassed tone.
"Oh... I can't believe it."
It was then.
Shhh!!
A cloud of pigmentary clouds flew in the intestine at an enormous speed, and a monkey master appeared to us after that madness continued for about a day.
"Wa-cha-cha!"
He smiled and looked at us with a playful smile, riding on his forehead.
"Puhahaha!! What beasts have summoned me?"
"......!!"
The late king of Emperor Xerxes!
I was surprised when he showed himself to us. I thought I'd be so strong with Choon Woo-jin, but I can't believe you flew all the way out here on your own. When we were surprised, Emperor Heaven Castle backfired.
"What are you so surprised about? I'm a half-breed, so it's even more annoying to separate my body from my mind. It'll be quick anyway.It's easier to fly directly from the outskirts of the sky."
I see!
The mediocre Great Razor Ships are strong spirits, so it was common to be strong, but the Emperor Goddess was exceptionally appointed to the Great Razor Ship in the flesh of the seminal horse. That's why it would be easier to move with your body.
I wasn't expecting this.
I was embarrassed, but the plan didn't change much. I regained my composure and said to the Emperor.
"That 100k wants the blessing of Heavenly Father in return for his skill!"
"Hmm... I see..."
He scratched his cheek and said, "What are you ashamed of?"
"Why do I say this with my own mouth, but I'm not very popular with the civilians. I'm famous among the fresh ones. Ordinary people don't know me. Is there a reason you want me to be blessed?"
"......"
He makes fun of us.
"I have a low appetite, so I might not be able to give you a good blessing! Maybe a low-level one!"
It was true what the heavenly host said. Few would recognize the heavenly host unless it was a skilled scholar who had been in the art for a long time or completely fresh. It seemed very heterogeneous for us to appoint the blessing of the Emperor himself in exchange for his high nomination, due to the nature of Daerah's strength and ability.
I thought about what to say, but then I started to say anything.
"Er... Then why don't I raise your awareness while I work?" "
I opened my eyes wide to see if I was curious.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"So, I'm going to spread the light of the heavenly host by writing a novel, because I can't dance or music or, um..."
"How far will you spread it?"
"We will make a trend in Falling Water."
What the fuck am I talking about?
I feel frustrated when I say it, but I can't reap it unless I already put it out of my mouth.
"Oh? Oh?"
The snow of the heavenly host began to bend like a crescent moon. Suddenly, he smiles with a monkey laugh that seems to make him feel better.
"Kahahaha!! That would be so much fun! How about a story I traveled to the heavens?"
"Uh..."
"This is going to be fun! I came all the way out here, and I'm so glad you're here today!"
He shouted as if he was drunk or drunk.
"Yes, yes! I give you the blessing of King Xerxes of Heaven! I'll give you a special power!"
Paaaaaaah
Suddenly, the blue light covered my body as I reached for my hand. I felt a strong spirit within my body as well as a definite ability. Soon after the light subsided, the heavenly host left again on a frenzy, and his words echoed within the intestine.
[I'll think of a novel title later!!]
"......"
No, that's not the point!
You have to teach him what he's capable of!
I felt embarrassed because I never heard from her again. You don't want to explain to me what these frigate ships are capable of without giving me some blessing? When I was stuck there in a daze, Cheonwoojin nervously said.
"What a fool to write a novel on a monkey's fresh traveler."
"Huh?"
"Who the hell reads that stuff? What the hell are you going to do about it?"
I was roughly based on the information I had heard from Jechon Daesung before.
"Er... maybe Emperor Xerxes will go to heaven with the Three Patriarchs of the Realm..."
Cheonwoojin snorted.
"Haha! What's that? No one will read the novel, I promise you. I'd rather read colored magazines than read them. It's better than that novel I wrote. How about a golden bottle? Oh, my..."
"......"
I thought he was just a farmer, but he was also a novelist.
Choon Woo-jin, who was pulling his tongue, said.
"Anyway, if you've done your job, go now."
I did what Cheonwoojin said.
Jegalsa's plan was originally to receive the blessing of the harbor, and to do the great overlap of Taehechcheon just before the darkest challenges. That way, you can almost certainly get Saturday.
However, telepathy has strayed from the scheme. Rather than only pursuing efficiency at once, it was to increase the number of freshness between me and the "causation rate." After all, the existence that blessed or blessed me once is connected to me. If the causation increases in my previous life, then there are more strategies I can choose from.
So I chose the blessing of the heavenly host, which is the strongest pitch line I know, deliberately, instead of choosing the blessing of the bow this time. That's why I was looking forward to the blessing of Emperor Shenzhen, a powerful pitch line.
"Wait, let me ask you something."
I grabbed Cheonwoojin and handed him Obsidian.
"What's this suspicious jewel?"
At first, Cheonwoojin seemed reluctant to accept the obsidian, but he seemed reluctant to convince him. After a while, Cheonwoojin accepted the memory of Obsidian and made a bright-eyed face.
"......!!"
As he won the memory, I asked seriously.
"I need to ask you something."
Once you've found the memory, you don't have to make it difficult to talk.
I told Cheonwoojin about the phenomenon that was not summoned by the Preswordsmanship and was suffering. Then Cheon Woo-jin stared at me and said.
"Such a phenomenon?"
He sighed after a while.
"... You were photographed by the Nine-Hundred Lady!"