Volcanic Spirit

The mask grumbled, "Do you treat me like a child?"

He took a pose to show off Hongcheon Gi-gong.

"Wait and wait."

Lee Hwon forced the horse.

Then he put his hand on the top of his head.

The perforated helix is a pure energy that will never be again in the world.

He was above the inner workings of the volcano, which he prides himself on being the servant of Doga, and it is hard to compare unless it is the judgment of Shaolin.

"Don't open your mouth. This is an important time."

Lee Hwon's voice was serious.

Talma put her lips into Lee Hwon's unusual voice and closed her eyes. A stream of blood that flowed through the centipede of the top of the head of the blood ran through the palsy vein. It quickly swirled in search of a blockage, a cut, and a damaged area.

"You son of a gun, you son of course!’

A smile came out of my mouth.

The hair loss had never been mastered, so the veins had to be covered with waste. Thus, he was going to stimulate Hongcheon air space with his blood vessels and then give him a heartache.

But I don't have to.

Isn't it already open like a conduit to Hwangdo Island?

The fruit that I ate seemed to be not an ordinary kind.

Right before returning to Korea, Talma was called the Great Road of the World as soon as he gained the Duke of Hongcheon. There is no reason to be different now. Rather, it may have become stronger than before the return.

Instead of cleaning up waste matter, Lee Hwon also stimulated the blood of his hair loss.

"Don't answer back and listen carefully. The lymph nodes and the venomous veins of the kikyung octave vein are major,·····."

Skipping is as thin as paper.

There is no way to understand the names and jargon. In the end, he delivered the cautions and the knowledge that must be grasped at an eye level.

"From the tip of the chin to where the chili is. And from the back of the head to the corner of the poo is the lobe. You can treat it if you get hurt anywhere else, but you can be in an irreversible situation just by touching the front and back of your spine.”

He added words while stimulating the prestigious blood.

"You've seen a lot of push-ups here, haven't you? Not all bloodthirsty people are the same bloodthirsty. The basics here are half-staffed the moment you get the wrong picture. It's like you're caught in a wind."

He doesn't spill anything even if he doesn't have anything in his head. After a rough explanation, as soon as he slowly gained strength, sakma and postscripts appeared in the forest. Saekma watched Lee Hwon and Talma's posture and covered the mouths of the latter players.

After a while, Yi Hwon took his hand off the top of the head, and the Saekma asked cautiously.

"How's the hair loss?"

"It went as I wanted.

"That's great!"

Lee Hwon smiled in vain.

The Saekma's response was apparently a proxy gratification from Lee Hwon's joy rather than a foregone conclusion. While the two chatted, the postscripts were captivated by the inscriptions carved on the cliff.

"Ah, ah, ·, ·, ·. Hongcheon Gi-Gong?"

"What's that letter? I think I've seen it somewhere.”

The noisy ones are the ones who don't know the typeface.

And some couldn't take their eyes off the cliff with their mouths shut as if they were wasting their breath. Just by looking at their clothes, they must have been related to the new study. They have learned several typefaces since childhood, so it would not have been difficult to interpret the meaning.

'That doesn't mean anything, ·····.'.'

The letters were nothing but a trick.

So they were being greedy after recognizing meaningless behavior as a foregone conclusion.

'Wait! I would've been like this then.’

Before the return, the mask learned the technique of the red sky here.

But if you can't read like him, and if you're lucky enough, you can recognize it as a picture, not a passage. In the end, someone might have gotten another chance.

Lee Hwon opened his eyes thinly and looked at the mask.

'He's not the one who's going to hand out mine easily, ·····.'

The question was quickly solved.

The guy who woke up from the morning of the clouds grinned and said something.

I buried a few socheon mines right before you came.’

'When did you steal it again?’

There's no way a guy like Hwang Bo-woong wouldn't carry a small thunderbolt. The mere possession of them will dry up the wagons.’

After all, when he disappeared from the banquet hall, he found Socheon-ro. Indeed, the luck with theft was unrivaled.

When is it going to explode?’

The mask shrugged.

'It's my first time, too.'

Quack, quack, quack!

At that moment the cliff swelled with a roar.

At the same time, the dust was scattered and the explosion was a kite.

When the mask shook his hand, the dust came out of him by itself.

He quibbled in wonder at the sight.

"That's right now."

"Detailed little punk."

Even before the return, no one would have won the red flag.

While Lee Hwon and Talma were giggling, the latter players went wild. Someone gathered pieces of rock and stone and tried to combine the words, and someone couldn't speak as if he had lost his mind. Also, someone stammered on the memory for a little more interpretation.

Ye Young-young is the only person who keeps her cool.

She approached Lee Hwon and lowered her voice.

"Have you seen that?”

"I don't know how to spell."

Yeh Young-young's face brightened at Lee Hwon's reply.

"Do you want me to tell you?"

“······.”

"I've already memorized it."

Smart people are different no matter what.

Lee Hwon smiled and pointed at the postscripts.

"Tell them, too.”

Ye Young-young felt sorry for a while, but readily nodded and accepted. She had difficulty learning the Duke of Hongcheon properly anyway. Also, I didn't want to spend a lot of time because I wasn't interested in martial arts. That's why he seemed determined to follow Lee Hwon's advice and erase his debts to the latter.

"Do you want me to tell you?"

At a word from Yeh Young-young, the rear guards gathered like baby birds waiting for food. And I gulped down my saliva, looking only at Ye Young-young's mouth.

"I have a condition for you."

"No! What do you mean a condition between us?"

"It's also the greed of the merchant to make a deal even in this situation."

The moment she opened her eyes thinly, the complaints subsided.

In the desert island, the man who has rice is the captain, and when he is trapped, the man who knows how to escape is the god.

"Jang So-hyeop, you were the closest to the banquet hall, but you ran away first. I don't want to blame it. But if you have done anything, you should also take responsibility. Also! Prince Wang bragged that he was good at calligraphy. But a while ago, he didn't say a word, but he interpreted the phrase alone. Can he discuss greed?”

A group of people became dumb with honeyed.

"From now on, I'll give you individual terms. Jang Sohyeop. Chungjin Inspection is about half a mile from east of Taesan, right? Pass it over. I know you got it two years ago as a birthday present. Next is Ryu So-hyeop. Half a year ago, you were forced to absorb the genuine expression. Hand it over to the Cheongdo Brigade. When this is over, we have to move to the midfield, so the cover will be of great use."

Conditions were presented in detail by each individual.

Isn't it even a condition where the latter can decide whether or not to do so? I was shocked by the information that seemed to know the color of underwear and the number of spoons.

'He's creepy, too.’

Kang Ho-in is a writer who throws away his family and puts a knife in his brother's back for a string of non-salary. However, the scene of him taking money while giving up his military service gave him a lot of exclamations.

Oh! Should I give you a horse?’

Now that he has returned, he is planning to tear the cow to death.

If he intends to fill the vacancy, the former horse will be a good candidate.

It was a good opportunity for Lee Hwon to reconsider the use of Yeh Young-young. He stopped caring about the backbenchers, and focused on Talma. They're playing amongst themselves, so this side can't just rest. However, as soon as he called for a mask, he noticed a vicious rumor that he was far away from home.

"Wall-window evil counterparty handwriting?"

The crocodile was startled as if it had been caught in a secret.

Within one breath, he nodded his head.

"I didn't know you were good at calligraphy, but your handwriting is clear.”

"Now can you tell me what happened?”

When asked by Lee Hwon, he could not raise his head.

You must have been heartbroken that you should keep a secret from the benefactor of life. Lee Hwon, one of the parties, was not very curious. Looking at the way things are going, I can see the situation vaguely.

"If a mountain musician crossed over Hwangbo Sega in a day, it would be the same as saying that the bad news conveyed all of Shinma's enlightenment."’

The Wudang faction's astronomer left the Shinma's epiphany just before his death. One thing that I regretted was that I ordered both sides to collect. However, the bad news seemed to convey the realization without any hesitation.

The understanding is gone.

The shamanists were always strong, and the villain was weak.

The former had so much that he could restrain himself, the latter not. I don't think the six survivors of the song will keep their vows to the end. However, I just didn't expect to convey it so openly.

'What could have happened in the meantime?'

Perhaps the bad news of the wall window was set up to prevent access to Cheonryongjeon Hall.

Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth.

There's a bastard named Chung-in.’

He looked up at the towering peak over the forest.

A bluish air floated through the mist.

Which meant that Cheonryongjeon was between the sixth and seventh truths. So far, there has been no sign of the truth being dispersed. And even if it was broken, it would not be possible for a man who had the enlightenment of Silla to be defeated by a servant of the Cheonryongjeon Hall.

'It's fun. It's very fun.’

I turned my head and looked down.

There are endless thick grasses that resemble floodwaters. Whether it was Hwangbo-se or anyone else, there would be traces of him if he passed that place. Come to think of it, I think this is the best point.

As long as you can take a few days off.

"It's Talma!

That's how I started my training.

He first taught the operation of the inner workings that filled the Danjeon due to spiritual forces.

"Bounce it."

handed over a slender branch

Dismissed!

The moment the mask bounced off, it became powdery and scattered.

He said his martial arts were great and liked it.

He struck me in the back of the head.

"You have to control it. Like breathing. You have to be a natural wig like walking while doing something else.”

"What does that mean?"

"Do you concentrate all your attention when you steal things from your pockets?"

"No, that's when it comes to thoughtless, thoughtless, ·····. Oh! I see."

The advantage of a mask is instinct and sense.

As a result, the company achieved rapid growth on its own as long as it adjusted its direction. Saekma went back and forth between the bushes at the bottom to examine the enemy's movements. Chupal Seonbo, the vision of opening up, is perfect for going back and forth over rocky mountains or trees. There is no way that he would walk only in places with good beggars.

I trusted him.

A word of that didn't stop Saekma from searching, even reducing her sleep.

The postscripts were as happy as they had forgotten the blood scare that happened at the banquet hall a few days ago. Ye Young-young's explanation and the fighters put their heads together to solve the difficult situation. It was ridiculous to see him praising himself for being the force of collective intelligence.

'It won't be any good if you learn it.’

In the first place, it was difficult because of a mix of handwriting, but the contents of the composition itself were easy as if it were aimed at beginners. The bad news in the wall seemed to have been thought by many that the hidden misconceptions would not be revealed if they could be easily mastered.

Rather, she showed interest in the mask.

"Don't worry. I've tried it and it's meaningless."

"When?"

Lee Hwon pointed to his head and said,

"I've done it here. What you've mastered is the power of heaven and earth, so don't waste your heart on useless things."

The real Hong Chun-kigong was different from the general martial arts.

He sat with his legs turned on, accepted the yang energy with the centipede of the head, and extracted the yin through the groin of Sataguni. He showed his power by putting it in a bowl of body and mixing it up.

'I can't believe you just passed the peak in a week.'

I was deeply impressed by Shinma's realization and praised her for her hard work. How much progress has been made for the mountain musician since he made the mask like this?

'Now we have to start the actual battle.’

Lee Hwon began to pick a useful one among the backers. He's the one who will win in a good mood. However, Saekma hurried back before making up her mind.

"Brother, there's a large crowd moving down there."

"Hwangbo?"

The Saekma nodded.

"Is the scale still the same?"

"I'm not sure yet. It's pouring out like an ant through a cave."

Lee Hwon closed his lips.

"Hooh, that's what I'm saying."

Hana Saekma did not relieve her impatience.

"And the upward trend is not unusual. The sixth technique is different from what it has been before. The fog is going upside down as the wind changes direction."

That means someone was passing the truth.

Ye Young-young was reading the room and talked to her.

"We have enemies up and down, but fortunately we don't seem to know each other. So why don't we go up the cliff before the enemies come in? If they do well, they might be able to buy a pair of socks.”

Saekma nodded, too.

"It's not bad. Since both sides are not in a normal situation, we won't be able to confirm each other's existence through conversation.”

Lee Hwon smiled in vain.

"What are you talking about?"

He got up from his seat and gestured at the mask.

"Get ready!"

"What preparations?"

"It's a real fight from today."

The mask fell in joy and stretched out its hands one after another.

"That day has finally come!"

Yeh Young-young was fed up with the harsh words and actions of the two.

"I heard it's Cheonnyongjeon from above. "No matter what you can do with the faith of this great compromise, if you add to the battle of Cheonsyong..."

Hana Lee Hwon and Talma continued their conversation by tilting their liquor bottles.

"I'm up, you're down."

Talma smothered the appetite with a gentle sprinkling of energy.

"Okay! Finally the Gangho Road!"

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun