Episode 24. Leaving Bamboo Grove (2)
“Heo-eok! Huh! Heh heh heh! Oh, I’m going to die!”
Seo-ryang’s body, which fell behind her back, was drenched in sweat.
Ma Dong-pil hurriedly approached him.
“Confucius! Are you okay?”
“You, heck! This, this, hehehe! Do you look okay? Whoops!”
Ma Dong-pil hurriedly looked at his limbs.
The skin was flushed red. I could see how much effort he put into it.
“Have you ever been bitten?”
“Hey! doesn’t exist. Whoops! no, no.”
Breathing does not return easily. In fact, it was written by dragging all the remaining demons from the Danjeon.
Ma Dong-pil let out a sigh of relief.
But that’s for a while.
“Confucius.”
“Hey! why? Whoops!”
“That martial art from a while ago… … What kind of martial arts are you?”
“Whoop! This baby, I can’t breathe, but keep talking. Cough Cough!”
“Oh, sorry. Forgive me.”
Seo Liang closed his eyes tightly and continued to breathe. Due to her personality, she would have answered in a reasonable way, but it looked really tough.
Ma Dong-pil turned his head.
Kreurreung.
The beast was scratching the ground, baring its teeth.
But I couldn’t come out of the bamboo forest. Carefully, it put out its front paw and repeatedly pulled it back in surprise, until the only solution it found was scratching the ground.
And the left and right of the fierce pole.
Pussss.
Little by little, there were the corpses of snakes that were sinking to the ground.
Ma Dong-pil swallowed his saliva.
If it was really wrong, the fangs of those metaphors would have been driven into the body of Confucius.
What would have happened if so? What would happen to a person if they were attacked by the fangs of those snakes, which are like disasters that evaporate all the moisture in an area just by crawling?
‘The whole body’s blood and moisture will be completely drained, and it will turn into a throat louse.’
Isn’t that a horrible death to imagine? I’d rather be torn to death by the fierce claws.
At the same time, I remembered the number of Xu Liang who cut off all those metaphors.
Creepy!
Ma Dong-pil patted his neck unconsciously.
‘It was a tremendous slash.’
I had no idea how the human body could rotate so quickly or how such a slash was possible.
It was like a dragon fist style that encompassed all directions.
‘I got sucked in.’
It seems that he wielded it not for defense, but for attack. Not only metaphor, but even those hard bamboos fell into a gust of wind named Xiliang and suffered a catastrophe.
It was a feat I had never seen or even imagined.
“Okay.”
At that time, Xu Liang raised his upper body.
Ma Dong-pil hurriedly approached him.
“How about you? Are you okay?”
“of course. It is thanks to Confucius.”
“Then keep guard.”
“yes.”
Ma Dong-pil saved his words.
To be honest, it was pretty devastating. Since the escort warrior was protected by the escort target, where else could this figure be?
What is truly miserable is that he knows that he will not be able to evacuate Xiliang this way if this is the case.
back.
Blood dripped from his fist, which he had strengthened enough to turn white.
‘Crazy thoughts are forbidden. For now, let’s just focus on protecting Confucius.’
How long had it been since Seo Liang entered Ungi and Ma Dong Pil was wary of the entrance to the forest?
wriggling
Ma Dong-pil looked down at his chest.
‘ah.’
I was in such a hurry that I forgot about this tiny existence.
he put his hand into his bosom
suddenly.
When I pulled it up by the back of the tail, the baby fox was dangling.
haha.
She opens her mouth wide and yawns, which is pretty cute. The fidgeting of the forepaws as if looking for their mother’s arms also made the viewer smile.
Ma Dong-pil let out a sigh as the ground disappeared.
‘You must have been very comfortable.’
It was then.
The young fox, who had yawned and let the world see her unripened teeth, suddenly looked at the entrance of the bamboo forest.
flinch!
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Maelstrom lowered his stance.
Seruk.
‘uh?’
Ma Dong-pil narrowed his eyes.
what? I was holding her by the back, but when did you get out of it?
After descending to the ground, the little fox toddled with its short legs and walked toward the entrance of the bamboo forest.
Kreureung.
The fierce stance lowered even more.
Ma Dong-pil opened his mouth unconsciously.
“danger… … .”
huh?
“… … would you?”
His gaze was fixed on the entrance as he unknowingly spat out an idiotic sound.
Squeak. slippery.
Led by the fierce force, the green chok and holy castles were slowly retreating.
The appearance of whining and stepping back as if frightened is the highlight. Even in the face of Xu Liang’s possessed sword, the demons, who had rushed at them in madness, let alone fear, bowed their heads and took a backward step.
Ma Dong-pil’s expression twisted strangely.
‘… … Why are they like that?’
inconsistently.
Ma Dong-pil, who stood behind and watched the amazing behavior of the ghosts, was unaware.
The little fox’s eyes weren’t the bright black eyes he had seen, but they were dyed with colorful lights.
He did not know how great the master’s dignity radiated from his five-colored eyes, and why the fictional beings in mythology were afraid and retreated.
After all the demons disappeared from sight, the little fox turned around.
“Yes?”
The little fox trudged toward Xiliang.
Ma Dong-pil hurriedly grabbed the fox by the tail.
“Can not be done.”
As if dissatisfied, the little fox struggled.
But Ma Dong-pil was adamant. No matter how much Confucius was a beast to save, there is a right.
“You mustn’t disturb Gongja. Stay in my arms.”
He put the fox in his bosom and threw it away. The little fox struggled a few times, then slumped as if giving up.
how much time has passed like that
Fire.
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes shone.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Red demonic energy flowed from Xu Liang’s body as he sat cross-legged. It was such a deep demonic energy that it would make your spine run cold just by looking at it.
‘Let’s be great. How can such a madness… … .’
I’m not talking about the amount of Magi.
There is a limit to the concentration of demonic energy that can be raised with spiritual energy. The demonic energy that Xi Liang was currently smoking had a depth that would not dare to be drawn without a deep understanding of magic.
Ma Dong-pil was really curious.
‘What kind of person would Confucius be?’
There were many things I didn’t know about Confucius even though I had been attending him for eight months.
How did you have such profound knowledge, how did you become so strong so quickly, where did you learn how to apply and use martial arts creatively?
and… … What is the unique martial art that produces that red demonic energy?
‘It’s definitely not the main school’s martial arts.’
It was a hunch. It smelled like orthodox magic arts, but somehow felt a sense of alienation from it.
However, it was also true that he felt a depth that was hard to find in any magic arts.
‘If the headteacher taught Confucius himself even now… … .’
Ma Dong-pil swallowed his saliva involuntarily.
‘Maybe the youngest leader in the school’s history will be born.’
Maybe it’s thinking too far. But to Confucius, who looked at him for eight months, he was someone with more than just talent.
Ma Dong-pil shook his head.
‘Let’s not think nonsense. I just have to do my duty clearly. The next presidency of the school belongs to those who are related to it. It’s not something I care about.’
That was the right attitude as a leader of the Ho Court. Madong Phil shook his head wildly, clearing his thoughts and being wary of his surroundings.
Time passed.
One-angle, two-angle, half-sight.
An hour had passed before I knew it, and the sun was about to set in Seosan.
‘You’re doing it longer than usual. Is it because there’s a lot of demonic energy consumed?’
Usually, let alone half-sighted, the sky ends within two angles at the earliest.
Ma Dong-pil laughed bitterly.
‘I was overdoing it.’
It was then.
Roaring!!
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes widened.
The red demonic energy that rises from Xi Liang’s body. That magic increased its firepower.
Aaaaaaagh!
The feeling of intimidation emanating from him doubled.
“omg!”
shiver.
Cold sweat ran down Ma Dong-pil’s forehead.
The magic power that suddenly rose suddenly overwhelmed his demonic energy. His legs trembled and his heart beat quickened, as if he had become a wildcat standing in front of a tiger.
Unknowingly, he stepped back about ten steps, and his complexion was pale.
‘this?!’
What the hell is going on?
Chiyiyi profit!
Before I knew it, white smoke leaked from the ground where Seo Liang was sitting.
Yanggang’s dark magic energy gradually raised the temperature, and at one point, exploded firepower.
Roaring!!
Xu Liang imprisoned in the fiery flames of demonic spirit.
Unexpectedly, Xu Liang’s expression was relaxed. Not a single strand of his hair or a single hem of his clothes were burned, even though he had to be at least 10 paces away from him to get enough heat to breathe.
A mysterious sight.
However, unlike what it looks like, the atmosphere that spreads around only became bloodier as time passed.
Roaring!
The flames spread little by little.
At the same time, the air in the bamboo forest roared loudly.
Woo woo woo!
Ma Dong-pil felt that his breathing was getting difficult.
It wasn’t because of the heat of the dark magic. It wasn’t even because the air was scorched by this terrible heat.
Consumption of spirit energy spread in the air.
A large amount of spirit energy scattered around was being sucked into Xu Liang’s body. The speed was so fast that even a master like Ma Dong-pil felt dizzy.
After a while.
Flash!
Xi Liang’s eyes opened.
Whoop!
The air suddenly became cold. It was because the high-temperature demon was rapidly being sucked into Xu Liang’s body.
Magi, who had flocked to Hadanjeon (下丹田), could no longer find their place and went up to Meiji, Jungdanjeon (中丹田).
Chiyiyi profit!
“Keep it!”
A moan escaped from the sage’s mouth.
The chest of the garment burned round. The demonic energy is rotating at high speed and condensing the energy.
But even that is a limit.
Even after filling the two bowls of Hadanjeon and Middlejeon, Magi was still overflowing.
Puffup!
Shiliang’s body trembled wildly. Magi, who could not find any more vessels, began to find a way by piercing not only blood vessels throughout the body, but also veins.
All blood vessels in the body were instantly circulated. It was as easy and quick as pressing the tofu with your hand. I couldn’t even feel the pain of a stroke due to the heat of the dark magic.
Roaring!
Magi spinning around.
Magi, who had filled her entire body, managed to find the one remaining vessel.
Sangdanjeon (上丹田).
It is the place where the soul resides and the repository of the human body’s best potential, which is said to be able to wield divine abilities if properly trained.
Magi infiltrated his upper division battle.
wheeiyi profit!!
“Quaaaaagh!”
A scream echoed from the sage’s mouth. The moderate pain was so painful that even those who did not blink an eye would struggle.
But that time was short.
Fortunately, Xu Liang, who had enough bowls in Sangdanjeon, was able to contain all the remaining demonic energy in an instant.
“Cool!”
After vomiting dark red blood once, Xu Liang collapsed.
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes widened.
“Confucius!”
He quickly approached Xi Liang, and he let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mac was normal.
suddenly.
The little fox, who came out of Ma Dong-pil’s arms, sat still and looked at Seo-ryang.
The eyes of an unknown beast. At first glance, in the pupil, it seemed as if a colorful light was flickering repeatedly.
In this way, two people, one person and one person, completely escaped from the realm of the bamboo forest.
Xu Liang grew up fighting imaginary spirit creatures for eight months.
Now that he practiced martial arts in a way that could only be obtained in his imagination, he became stronger than ever before.
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three days later.
“Three leaders?”
“Have you been at peace?”
The face of Ma Dong-pil, who knelt down and bowed his head, was indifferent.
Mudam’s eyes deepened. He felt that Ma Dong-pil, who came to report a month ago, and now Ma Dong-pil have changed greatly.
“Are you here to report?”
“I have come to preach the word.”
“words? What do you mean?”
Ma Dong-pil raised his head.
Even Mudam, a great law, flinched at the eyes stained with indifferent yet intense spirit.
“Sam Gongja has come out.”
“… … !”
“He said he would go straight to the Demon Shrine. Talk to the headmaster and get permission to enter the palace.”
