Chronicles of the Demon Faction Chapter 18

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Episode 18. Reason for Escape (3)

“f*ck! I ate well.”

“There is a lot left. Shall we make it with beef jerky?”

“okay.”

“Just rest. I will sort it out.”

“Oh, is that so? Let me ask you a favor.”

Dongpil Ma, who lifted the pot, glanced at Seoryang. Seo-ryang woke up and was walking towards the end of the yard.

‘He grew bigger.’

Originally, he was tall, but Seo-ryang gave the impression of being dwarfed in the aftermath of the Juhwa Incubation.

The sage of the past no longer exists. His broad shoulders, well-honed body, and unwavering gait were like a specimen of a warrior.

He actually grew a little taller. Even in the early days of Go Juk-rim’s life, he was almost the same as himself, but now he had to raise his head slightly to see it.

It is said that some people grow up later than others, but I was surprised by the size of my stomach, probably because my body has changed so much.

“Confucius, how did you get hurt… … .”

“are you okay. Qigong is enough for this.”

“All right.”

There was more he wanted to say, but Ma Dong-pil organized his surroundings.

Xi Liang went to the end of the yard, opened the gate and went out.

he took a deep breath.

“Certainly, the air is amazing!”

It’s an insanely dangerous place, though.

The air is good and the stomach is full. Crucially, he also beat up a guy named Nokchok who had taken a shot in the past.

It was a fruitful day.

“Even though my arms are a little sore.”

Xu Liang looked at his left arm and frowned. His arm, which had blocked Nok Chok’s back kick, was swollen.

‘But this is fine.’

Xu Liang, who was looking at his arm with a smile, suddenly glanced at his body.

‘It’s not bad.’

Eight months later, his body is near perfect.

Moderately swollen pectoral muscles, compressed abdominal muscles like a stone, and flexible limbs were very nice to see. I couldn’t think of a body that was so thin that all the ribs were exposed.

‘It’s definitely a mysterious place.’

Excessively concentrated spirit energy was not enough to make spirit bamboo and give birth to ghosts, and it even changed the bodies of people living here.

Of course, this was only possible because of the hard work. Since entering Gojukrim, he has never slept more than two hours a day.

Even so, it’s not a body you can get in eight months.

“So dangerous.”

It was said to be overpaid. The bamboo and monsters here have perfectly adapted to the environment, but humans cannot.

If you keep going at this rate, you will not be able to get past three months and your body will have problems.

‘I have to get everything I can get before that.’

Xu Liang sat cross-legged.

As I closed my eyes and looked inside, I felt a pulsating dantian.

It is a power that I could not have imagined eight months ago. It seemed as if the seething internal energy was about to run out of the world at any moment.

‘come.’

master’s call.

Danjeon responded to the call of the soul with strong will.

Whoa!

The swollen Danjeon bang! He let out a sound and sent out the true energy through the whole body.

Pussssss.

The aftermath of hot power flowing out like smoke.

It wasn’t evil, but it was vicious, it wasn’t disturbing, but it was ominous. The fragments alone were enough to send everyone in the area into a state of panic.

magic.

The demonic energy he had been so reluctant to rise from all over his body.

Wow!

A faint haze shimmered behind his shoulders and back. The internal wounds sustained in the battle with Nokchok are being healed.

The intensity of the aura was strong, but even considering that, the speed was too fast.

A smile crept across the corner of the sage’s mouth. It was a smile that seemed both bitter and satisfied.

‘It’s getting deeper and deeper.’

The quality of magic deepened.

This had nothing to do with aura. It was possible because his realization was on a different level from that of other masters.

In the future, Magi will achieve quality improvement day by day.

‘What if it’s a magician? You can’t learn martial arts like this anywhere in the world. He should consider himself lucky.’

Amyeongjin Magicong (暗影眞魔功).

It was a martial art that he himself combined the ambiguity and jinmagong.

Surprisingly, Amyeonggi, which inherited the strengths of Shaolin’s martial arts, did not abandon its inscrutable elements even after merging with magic. Even so, he had a higher level of magic than a teenage magician.

A combination of anti-magic energy and pure demon qi that never seem to mix.

The result was beyond imagination.

Crunchy! Crunchy!

The muscles of the whole body shuddered, and the sound of bones breaking was heard.

Muscles and bones being reassembled bit by bit. Every time you practice clouding, your body changes slightly in a direction that matches the martial arts. It is to move forward with a body that can use the power of Buddhist martial arts and the explosive power of magic martial arts at the same time.

Flash!

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Seo Liang opened his eyes.

“ha.”

Unknowingly, the pleasure of pleasure was buried in the breath I exhaled.

Just then, Ma Dong-pil’s voice came from the side.

“Are you finished?”

“uh.”

In the meantime, I cleaned up the yard and stood guard. Even in the middle of the cloud, if you feel alive, you can stop immediately, but it seems that you are still uneasy.

Dongpil Ma quietly sang Seoryang.

“Confucius.”

“Are you setting the mood to nag again?”

“Didn’t you promise not to enter the danger zone alone?”

Seo Liang scratched his head.

“What can I do? Time is running out.”

“Time?”

“Oh, didn’t you know?”

“which… … ?”

“It is dangerous now. Exactly, sooner or later it will be dangerous.”

“What are you talking about?”

As Xu Liang explained what he felt, Ma Dong-pil’s complexion immediately hardened.

“You mean three months at the most?”

“okay.”

“How could that be?”

“It’s a place where the balance has collapsed, so it’s natural.”

balance? What else does this mean?

Xi Liang pointed at his left arm.

“Look. The arm that was hit by Nokchok has already been healed this much, right? Maybe tomorrow morning everything will be better.”

“Good luck… … .”

“Do you think this is normal?”

“ah… … Certainly not normal.”

“When the skin is torn, the body heals the wound. But what if the speed of healing becomes extremely fast? What will happen if you continue to heal even though you are healed?”

“… … .”

Xi Liang spread his fingers.

“It explodes.”

“… … !”

“The environment of Gojukrim is like that. It’s good to grow up to a certain level, but as soon as it hits a plateau, it becomes poison.”

“then… … .”

“that’s right. Three months, if you put it short, you have to go into the depths of Gojukrim within two months.”

“okay.”

“Now, if you catch a couple more, the road to the depths, which you have never entered before, will open. The best spirit bamboo that the head of the school goes to dig is there.”

Seo Liang grinned.

“I have to get it.”

Ma Dong-pil sighed.

“Confucius, I will have an audience with you.”

“suddenly?”

“Didn’t you say that if we don’t get out of here within three months, there will be serious trouble?”

“yes.”

“But if the Master doesn’t tell you, Confucius will have to stay here… … .”

Seo Liang tilted his head.

“Did you ever meet the headmaster in my absence?”

“… … yes?”

“When did the headmaster say that?”

Ma Dong-pil’s expression became bewildered.

“of course… … isn’t that what you did? Since Confucius has been sent here, he cannot return to his abode without the Master’s permission… … .”

“Puha! Did you really think that I’ve been dying here for eight months because of the headmaster?”

“Oh, wasn’t it?”

slip.

Seo Liang rose from his seat.

A tall, stocky physique. Looking at his polished body, he was incomparable to any other top master.

“The headmaster only told me to go to Gojukrim, but he never set a time for me to return.”

“… … !”

“I also realized this after learning martial arts, but the teacher listened to my request. It’s just that it was Gojukrim, not a suburb.”

“Well, that interpretation… … .”

“Isn’t this a good place to get some fresh air? Well, not really. Anyway, thanks to that, you became stronger, right?”

Seo Liang smiled.

It was the composure that I had after gaining strength, no, after acknowledging the reality.

“I intend to sweep everything I can get and go. That’s why I’ve been holding on until now. Because it helps me too.”

“… … You did.”

He answered, but Ma Dong-pil was still confused. It was because he couldn’t even think of interpreting the intentions of the Absolute of Protestantism, no, of magic.

Not only that, but the majority of mines in the school would be like that.

“By the way, how did you ask?”

“Oh, wait a minute.”

Ma Dong-pil brought five medicine sticks, tea leaves, and a long weapon wrapped in black cloth from inside the room.

The sage’s eyes sparkled.

“Did you bring five concubines of Jetakcho?”

“yes. It is said that there is one supplied for personal experimentation.”

Seo Liang quietly admired.

“It’s great too. If you have a lot of money, do you supply jetakcho to even a single doctor?”

“The Yunnan branch sends medicinal herbs every month. It is said that there are many medicinal herbs like this in Yunnan’s Aeneu Mountain. Some herbs have been successfully cultivated, so the quantity is said to be plentiful.”

“ah!”

I’ve never been to Aeneo Mountain, but I’ve heard that the mountain is one of the most rugged on the continent and that all sorts of poisons, beasts, and saplings are taking over.

“But how about Jetakcho? … ?”

“There is such a thing. Is this an oyster truck?”

“yes.”

“good. great job.”

Xiliang placed the medicine bag and tea leaves in his bosom. A cheerful expression was evident.

“I’m asking just in case, can you airlift this again?”

“If it’s through motivation without anyone knowing, I honestly can’t give you a definitive answer.”

“Oops. okay?”

“yes. This month, they are studying the mixing ratio of a decoction called Jeongang-tang with this herb. It’s the main ingredient of decoction, so I’ll have to wait a couple more months to get it again… … .”

“for a moment.”

Seo Liang tilted his head.

“What did you just say? Jeon Gangtang?”

“Ah, yes. I have heard that.”

“Jetakcho goes into Jeongangtang?”

“That’s right.”

Seo Liang frowned.

If it was Jeon Gangtang, wouldn’t it be the decoction that I drank terribly for three months after waking up with this body?

“Did you say that Jetakcho is the main ingredient in Jeonkangtang? Are you sure?”

“I’m sure I heard that… … .”

Doesn’t it make sense?

Jetakcho, as the name suggests, is a herb that removes takgi. However, since it suppresses even the yang qi, even a master of internal energy will suffer if he is unknowingly dressed or overdosed.

No matter how much processing it goes through, the essence of the weak force does not change.

You fed such grass to a dying patient in the aftermath of the main fire? It’s not even about helping, it’s the main ingredient.

It’s all the more strange when you think of the fact that he had a body that remained until he suffered from demonic scars.

Zetakcho is so strong that it attacks demons. I don’t know if the magic is active, but if you use it on an exhausted body, it’s fatal.

“Can’t you? Even if you know a little about medicine, you can’t prescribe that?”

Seo Liang, who was lost in thought with his eyes down at the growing suspicion, suddenly came up with another prescription.

“Dongpil.”

“Yes, Gongja.”

“Do you know that you are a golden acupuncture needle?”

I asked just in case, but Ma Dong-pil unexpectedly nodded.

“of course.”

“know? What?”

“To be precise, it should be seen as acupuncture rather than the name of acupuncture. It is acupuncture that balances the body by slightly tensing overly relaxed muscles.”

“How do you know that?”

“Before going out on a mission, I tried a few procedures on the body that was released by clouds. It’s not even a difficult procedure. Pretty good I remember… … .”

For a moment, Ma Dong-pil was unable to speak.

The two eyes that floated over the expressionless face of Confucius harbored a unique cold weapon.

‘Put Jeon Gangtang on the extremely exhausted body, and insert a golden needle into the stiff body?’

And to the disciples of the religious leader, and not to anyone else?

‘I hope it’s not something that the councilor did on his own.’

At least, you have to be a top-ranking leader or a similar disciple… … .

‘student?’

In an instant, memories of Hong Yeo-rin passed through his head.

And that she is the younger sister of a disciple like himself.

“… … Look at these bastards?”

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