Episode 190. Non-human road (4)
A fierce battle with Cheonho.
The beginning of the first fight was a few battles with hostages in between. However, it was difficult to see the fight at that time as a serious clash. In other words, it is close to seeing the liver.
However, when Xi Liang collapsed the entire cliff with weakened ground, Cheon Ho also woke up.
‘It was wrong.’
Even in a moment of urgency, Cheonho exerted tension on Xu Liang. The tension was so destructive that if he hadn’t avoided it, even Xu Liang would have been killed.
However, the evasion was half a beat slow, and the powerful tension of Cheonho grazed his stomach.
‘That’s when it started, my inner self.’
To be precise, because of the internal injuries he suffered at that time, he was buried in a pile of stones pouring down. After freezing the stones with the cold of blood, if they hadn’t broken them one after another, that place would have become a tomb.
‘There was also a shield called King Ho. Anyway, that’s not the problem.’
Seo Liang thought.
‘Why can’t my wounds be captured?’
I came this far and thought about the reason tens of thousands of times.
But I couldn’t figure out a clear reason. If takgi rises, you need to know the reason why it soared.
Even so, my wounds did not improve. In particular, between the lungs and the heart vein, takgi flowed constantly, making breathing difficult.
‘damn.’
Seo Liang scratched his head.
It’s okay if you don’t drink. But this internal injury needs to be dealt with properly now. If something similar happens later, you can’t drag it on saying you don’t know then.
Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes flashed as he looked at the troubled Seo-ryang.
“You’re struggling.”
“yes?”
“… … .”
“Ah, yes. I’ve tried all the tricks. Even so, my internal wounds have not been corrected.”
She said in a voice that felt nervous.
“I don’t know why. I think about it in many ways, but I can’t come up with an answer.”
“I guess so.”
“yes?”
Lee Cheon-sang emptied his glass once again.
Xi Liang’s face became serious.
“Do you know why?”
“If you master martial arts, you will naturally master medicine.”
Lee Cheon-sang, who refilled his cup again, spoke in a particularly bored voice.
“In the world of that time, there is no one who has mastered martial arts better than me. I can’t help but not know why my inner wounds aren’t healed.”
It was unexpected, but Xu Liang felt a sense of dread.
A person who breaks through the limits of martial arts and begins to peek into the realm of God. Since his ability has already far surpassed the common sense of people, even the troubles of a master who has realized the extreme end are regarded as trivial problems.
Xu Liang realized what a great person Li Tianxiang was.
“The problem is you.”
“Me?”
“There’s no way you can’t fix that kind of internal injury with your abilities.”
“… … !”
“Nevertheless, it’s even funny to see him suffering. Please fix it soon before I feel worse.”
The sage’s eyes twitched.
‘There’s no way I can’t fix it with my skills?’
What am I missing?
‘Guyuma-gong says yes. Even Muae Gong, which removes takgi and restores the body to its best condition, did not fix it. No, on the contrary, the concentration of takgi became worse when Muae-gong was used.’
It is an incomprehensible phenomenon.
There was no way Muae-gong wouldn’t listen to him even though he had mastered magic arts. It has been so until now and will be so in the future. Muae-gong is just a martial art that removes evil from the human body and purifies it, and it has nothing to do with demonic energy.
‘It’s not even possible with two martial arts. Then what should I do?’
Even with Keum-ho by her side, this internal injury could not be corrected.
‘why?’
Seo-ryang gradually submerged himself.
When concentration reaches its peak, you cannot even recognize where this place is or who is in front of you.
Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes lit up at the sight of such Seo-ryang.
‘One level of concentration is outstanding.’
It is like that of an assassin aiming for a target at the risk of death.
‘But that concentration will catch your ankle someday. Just like now.’
how much time has passed
Seo Liang gritted it.
“Shit.”
Even with Lee Cheon-sang in front of him, he spits it out. In an instant, the bottom of her eyes darkened as she pondered how fiercely.
“Why not? Why?”
Seo Liang muttering to himself.
Lee Cheon-sang, who had been watching Seo-ryang silently, raised his glass and said.
“You forgot the basics.”
root?
Seo Liang tilted his head.
“Basic? what root? What is root?”
I heard it, but I don’t think I know who said it. Xi Liang’s eyes quickly became bloodshot red.
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“Basic, fundamental, fundamental… … .”
Roaring!
In an instant, demonic energy surged from Xu Liang’s body.
The red-hot magi had the form of a flame unique to Guyumagong. It was a cataclysmic fire that would set the world on fire, the world of mangers nestled deep in the depths of the earth.
A magic attack that ignores internal injuries and opens with full force.
Whoaaaaagh!
The air waves that spread without knowing the end turned the fairyland in full bloom into a hell in an instant. The sky was dyed red, and flames seemed to rise from the cracked ground.
shiver.
Blood flowed from the sage’s mouth.
But he didn’t stop. It was clear that her internal injuries would get worse if she continued, but she did not stop.
Because I instinctively realized that I couldn’t stop.
shaking.
whole body trembles It was as if an earthquake had occurred in the land of Xiliang.
His pupils dilated and his skin became as pale as a sheet of paper. My wounds will become even worse.
Lee Cheon-sang waved his hand.
Whoops.
At his gesture, the pavilion and the deck stopped shaking. Controlling the non-human spirit wave of Xiliang with one hand was truly a feat worthy of a king of ten thousand horses.
One-angle, two-angle, and half-sight.
“ah!”
An exclamation escaped from the sage’s mouth.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Translucent smoke leaked from his nose and mouth. The crystallized takgi that had been lodged in his veins had come out.
slippery.
The injured lungs healed little by little. Even the finely twisted heart veins returned to their proper places.
And then another moment passes.
Sararak.
The former Yumagi, which had been boiling like lava, disappeared as if it had been washed.
“Whoa.”
Seo Liang let out a deep breath.
A complex expression appeared on Xu Liang’s face as he wiped his red-stained mouth and looked at the statue of Li Chun.
Lee Cheon-sang pointed to the cup with his chin.
“Drink.”
“… … yes.”
Seo Liang emptied the glass. The elegant scent of Six Heavenly Spirits refreshed her mind.
“I hope you don’t show that kind of side in the future.”
“… … .”
“Would you like another drink?”
“please give it to me.”
Li Cheon-sang poured a drink into Seo-ryang’s glass.
Seeing the cup slowly being filled, Xu Liang blamed himself.
‘I forgot the root… … This is the case, a swordsman who uses sword skills has forgotten how to hold it.’
The reason why his internal wounds did not heal was because Guyumagong was mixed with Buddhist martial arts.
No matter what kind of simbeop you learn, if you reach the extreme, you will eventually become one.
That’s right. However, among those who have learned martial arts throughout the ages, no one has reached the true end of the world. However, there were only real masters who pursued the end of the world.
The real master master also belonged to Xu Liang.
From that point of view, Seo Liang’s ability to combine incongruous Buddhist martial arts and sorcery is truly remarkable. Gu Yuma-gong is a martial art that can be said to be the end of the end of Manryu Gwijong.
That’s why I had no choice but to be mistaken.
‘I’ve been dealing with Yuma Gong perfectly, but I wasn’t a proper Mage.’
If the pole of Shin Gong is to deal with upper level battles, the pole of demonic gong is to liberate the mid-tier battle.
The destructive power of Magicong comes from twisting the stop battle. Since the middle battle is in charge of the five desires and seven emotions, it is necessary to nourish strong emotions and increase the power to properly function the magic.
Xi Liang didn’t know that either. However, he made a clear distinction between when to use martial arts and when to heal. It was because he was accustomed to following the laws of martial arts.
It shouldn’t be.
Extreme horse is literally the extreme of demon. Now that his whole body is full of demons that cross the realm of innate magic, he must move everything based on the operating principle of magic science (魔學). Just because Buddhist martial arts are mixed, one should not treat internal injuries like Buddhist martial arts.
‘I was rather fortunate.’
Cheonho’s tension was a martial art specialized in killing power. It is a kind of penetrating mirror that penetrates the body and bursts the heart vein.
It was also the reason for the constant surge of takki between the heart vein and the lungs. That place was the area of the middle ground, so it couldn’t be fixed by leaving the middle ground and treating the lower and upper parts.
“Before you can become a god, you must first become a human.”
Surprised, Xu Liang looked up at the statue of Yi Chun.
Lee Chun-sang, who was holding a glass, passed by and added in a tossing tone.
“I don’t know if you are truly pursuing the realm of God. However, a person who has not melted properly in the five desires and seven emotions cannot escape the human skin.”
“… … !”
“You have to be angry, laugh, and be sad. Only those who have been faithful to all those emotions can truly be called human beings.”
Lee Cheon-sang emptied his glass.
“In order to enter the world of mythology, you must first understand what harmony is. The fact that you were uncharacteristically nervous a while ago means that you are becoming a true demon.”
Shinhwa means Shinhwa-gyeong, and harmony means harmony.
If you put it in the way of magic, it means that you must know for sure what the ultimate demon is, in order to transcend the super-magic realm, and the demon that has reached its peak.
‘It’s strange.’
In the process of fixing my wounds, I gained an unexpected realization.
What is surprising is that the martial law of Lee Cheon-sang’s horse is very similar to that of the political sect Murim.
‘Maybe this person… … I don’t even know if I’ve reached the true end of the world.’
Lee Cheon-sang set the cup.
“Follow me.”
“Ah, yes.”
She filled his glass with a shy expression.
“I showed you an ugly look.”
“I just needed to know.”
“from now on… … .”
“I have never raised a disciple who makes two mistakes.”
… … Even if you say it.
Lee Cheon-sang raised his cup.
Seo Liang also raised his glass politely.
Ching.
The sound of glasses clashing against each other was very beautiful.
“I heard that you had a fight with the beast palace lord.”
“It was.”
“You managed to survive.”
“If I hadn’t distracted myself, I might have been pushed. Mr. Meow is a step above me.”
Lee Cheon-sang tilted his head.
“Miss Meow?”
“Ah, the lord of the beast.”
“That sounds like an interesting title.”
Xu Liang, who was drinking, almost heard the moment.
Lee Cheon-sang said calmly.
“The masters of Saewoesagung are comparable to the Gudaemazon in terms of their inaction. It would have been difficult even for you if the nature of martial arts was so different that it was possible, if the lord of the beast had learned magicong.”
“I guess so.”
widely.
Lee Chun-sang, who set the cup down, bent his upper body forward.
It was the first time seeing it. There was a hint of a willingness to actively engage in dialogue.
“I want to hear from the beginning what happened in Nanman. With your own mouth.”
* * *
“hello.”
“… … who are you?”
“My name is Sangrin Yeo.”
Aenghwa, who had been looking at Sangrin Yeo in a daze, looked at Dongpil Ma.
Ma Dong-pil coughed and turned his head. Wi Hong-ryun crouched down and scratched the floor with the Tiger Cannon.
wheein.
A cold wind blew through Xiliang’s residence.
