Episode 94. The start of Pasunje was splendid (3)
“How have your preparations been?”
“It’s going well.”
“What preparations have you made?”
“well… … A belief in myself?”
“… … .”
“Actually, there is nothing else to prepare. You said you were the eldest son of a demonic swordsman, right? Even if you try to find out information about him, it’s only superficial, and at least you don’t know the exact military level.”
“What the hell are you doing?”
“I know? Why did you ask someone like me to do this?”
“I’m thinking about regretting it now too.”
“You do a lot.”
“Don’t be kidding, be serious. Are you really ready?”
“doesn’t exist. Except for mind armaments.”
“… … .”
“And well, it’s vague to say that it’s ready, but there’s one more.”
“What is it?”
“hmm… … .”
“Why? Is it illegal by any chance?”
“It’s not particularly illegal… … .”
“What? If we can deal with it on our line, we will try our best to avoid it.”
“Oh, will you? So what do you say?”
“Yes.”
“Whisper whisper.”
“… … ?”
“Mumble.”
“… … !!”
“Well, I was roughly expecting this flow.”
“… … .”
“What’s wrong with your expression? Do you think that’s a bad idea?”
“… … Three Gongja.”
“why?”
“Are you really crazy? Do you want to be taken to the parish before the real culprit is caught?”
“This nobleman suddenly says something harsh.”
“No. Even if you are not taken to the parish, you are dead. Do you think the higher ups will leave it alone?”
“Why are you being so sensitive that this is such a big deal?”
“You have no choice but to be sensitive! How could you think such a nonsense while being a demon of the main school?!”
“what… … You must have put a lot of effort into catching the real culprit.”
“Absolutely impossible. If you do that, I’ll run first and put handcuffs on the wrists of the three gangsters.”
“Why are you handcuffed when you’re not guilty? You know abuse of power is a felony, right?”
“Why isn’t that a sin? How could it not be a sin?!”
“Isn’t it in the law book? It’s not illegal, this. After all, it can’t be illegal in the first place.”
“… … ?”
“If in doubt, look for it.”
“Three Gongja! What the Three Gongja are trying to do now is a matter far outside the bounds of the law!”
“It’s not like someone is dying, it’s not like they’re going to shut up and beat them up, or at least it’s not like they’re dancing naked in front of everyone else, right?
uh? But can they be arrested for dishonorable morals?”
“… … Wherever you like, try it. I will no longer stop people from committing suicide.”
“Are you cursing the plate that will not be enough even if you wish me success? Anyway, there’s no surefire way to catch the real culprit. is not it?”
“… … .”
“Look.”
“Do you know why I came to the Three Gongja to ask for help?”
“No, I will do it like this.”
“… … good Do as the Three Gongs want.”
“Don’t forget to keep an eye on the situation, as I will ask for help if I ever need it.”
“… … .”
“Answer?”
“Catch the real culprit properly.”
* * *
Faaaaang!
Powerful energy emanated from the outstretched fist.
Intangible authenticity spreads out in concentric circles. Even so, if they were separated beyond a certain distance, the fa-kyung (發勁) disappeared like a lie.
Ma Dong-pil’s face showed pure joy.
‘done!’
Compared to before, the ship’s air power increased, and furthermore, the level of magic went up two levels. It is not an exaggeration to say that Daesung is right in front of us.
Now, his martial arts were to the point of surpassing even this leader’s skill.
With the exception of the Great Protection Act, he had achieved skills that surpassed that of a second person in the Ho Court, so he deserved to be praised.
The special escort team, the Ho Court, and this group were composed of talented people on a different level from the three or less groups.
In particular, each of the members of the first group were masters who did not differ much from Ma Dong-pil.
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The same goes for this piece. And the gap in martial arts between the members was similar to that between the leaders.
No one would believe that he had reached a level that surpassed his level of skill by jumping up two steps at once from a level he had already climbed high enough.
It’s not that the reason is different.
However, compared to the right level, experience and polishing were lacking.
The power was not controlled due to the demonic energy that had become overly active. Through several days of bloody and sweaty training, he had learned to control that power to some extent.
‘That’s about it. Success, but don’t let your guard down. Even if you instinctively unfold it, you have to polish it every moment so that it can be inserted exactly as intended.’
But now my body was too heavy. I practiced without rest from morning to night, so now is the time to really take a break.
Ma Dong-pil relaxed his posture.
“Hoo-wook! hmm?”
He looked at a corner of the gymnasium.
There, Xu Liang closed his eyes and was in the middle of sitting.
The figure of Seo Liang, who radiated a subtle red glow all over his body, looked very beautiful.
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes were young with worry.
‘You’ve been doing that for half a day already. Are you all right?’
Well, who cares about who? It is like a wildcat worrying about a tiger.
After roughly shaking off a sweat, he sat cross-legged in the middle of the gymnasium. He is thinking of recovering his inner strength with Ungongsik and recovering from the fatigue of the day.
That’s when he tried to steal the truth.
wheein.
‘huh?’
Ma Dong-pil’s eyebrows twitched.
‘wind?’
Southern winters are not very cold. At least it was a mountain here, so going down there was as warm as late spring in other regions.
Of course, it was not unusual for the wind to blow. However, it was because of the energy carried by the wind that Ma Dong-pil’s nerves were on edge.
‘What kind of wish is this?’
It’s not really a big prayer. But for some reason, it bothered me.
In the end, curiosity won over Ungongjoshik. Ma Dong-pil slowly opened his eyes.
Moment.
“omg!”
Ma Dong-pil, who was startled, jumped up without realizing it.
“Go, Gongja?”
Woo woo woo.
With her eyes closed, Xi Liang was still emitting a subtle red glow.
It looked the same as before.
Except for the bizarre shape that floated behind Xu Liang’s back and the disparate spirit that the shape exudes.
haaaaa
She opened her mouth and let out a deep breath.
At the same time, a red monster the size of a house floated above his head and opened its mouth wide.
‘… … !’
A huge fantasy monster.
Ma Dong-pil had seen that monster before. I don’t remember exactly whether he was at the late Jukrim or during the Civil War, but I’ve only seen him once.
As if the demonic craft itself was a living organism that lived and moved on its own.
As if it were a monster with spirituality parasitic on its body to lead its owner to hell.
Even then, Xi Liang had created a similar monster.
But back then it was very different. A monster twice as clear and ten times as huge as before seemed to be making its presence known all over the world.
flinch! flinch!
Ma Dong-pil took a step back, step by step, without even realizing it.
The weak qi mixed with the wind was the qi flowing from that monster. But it wasn’t that great, so ordinary unmanned people could ignore it.
But when you face that monster, the story changes.
‘Unbelievable!’
Ma Dong-pil stands at the end of the climax.
It was an overwhelming form that made even Ma Dong-pil retreat in fear.
When that monster unleashes its proper power, it was impossible to imagine how devastating it would be.
In the meantime, I was worried.
‘Can Confucius handle such nonsense?’
Even Ma Dong-pil, who believed in Seo-ryang’s ability more than anyone else, was suspicious.
‘That’s not a simple monster.’
He is the real devil summoned from hell.
By the time Ma Dong-pil, terrified, clenched his teeth and endured.
Woo woo woo.
A faint glow of five colors flowed from the window of Xu Liang’s room and flowed into Xu Liang’s forehead.
slippery.
Then, like a lie, the monster, no, the shape of the devil disappeared. All of that enormous power was absorbed into Xu Liang’s body.
“Whoa.”
Shiliang sighed again.
Pajijijijik!
Fragments of the familiar torpedoes rose up around his body.
The size was smaller than before, and the noise was reduced, but each fragment had a terrifying sense of intimidation.
It seemed as if a stone or something would shatter into pieces just by brushing against it.
hook!
Soon, the lightning and the red glow also disappeared.
Flash!
When he opened his eyes, Xu Liang’s eyes were brighter than ever before. The red pupils, smooth and free of blemishes, were filled with magical energy that seemed to be sucked into them.
“Is it night already?”
Seo Liang stood up from his seat and took out a folded piece of paper from his bosom. It was a part of Lee Cheon-sang’s heart-to-heart with writings that complement Amyeongjin Magicong.
The sage’s eyes twitched.
‘That gentleman is really… … .’
Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes were as sharp as a dagger.
He saw through the gaps in martial arts only with his demonic energy and fa-kyung (發勁), which he spewed out without even knowing the rules of magic.
That was great, and he even made a number of phrases to complement martial arts.
And thanks to that, Xu Liang was able to ‘complete’ his magic arts.
It wasn’t about combining them into one and making it complete. It was literally done without adding or subtracting.
Just like the secret techniques of the Gudaemun faction, which have been shaved and shaved for a long time and have gained a reputation as one in the world.
rustle.
he unfolded the paper.
At the end of the paper, which had over 200 words written on it, was written four letters: Gujijang (九幽至章).
Chi profit.
Xi Liang tore the paper into pieces.
Fire.
The torn pieces of paper burned to ashes in the blue fire.
A look of astonishment crept over Ma Dong-pil’s face.
“… … Upper Demon Evolution?!”
It was a stage called Sammae Jinhwa (三昧眞fire) in martial arts on the side of Sangma Jinhwa and Jeongpa.
It wasn’t that I lit a fire by learning Yeolyang Gong.
It was a fire of internal strength that can only be revealed when one reaches the state of extreme processing of true energy through pure realization, no aging and pure blueness.
It means only one thing.
“I don’t think Gongja-nim has already… … .”
“No, it’s not the extreme end. Although we are almost there.”
Seo Liang laughed bitterly.
“It’s just that my demonic energy, which had been processed in the past, is now seeing the light.”
The extreme end is equal to the top 10 masters in the world. The old great demons of Protestantism were the absolutes who had reached that realm.
Xu Liang is also a master who has already reached the same level in his previous life. However, it was just that Amyeongjin Magicong was not a martial art that was completed enough to fully melt his enlightenment.
Perhaps, if he continues to work hard as he does now, one day he will be able to reach the extreme end through magic.
The time period was unknown. It could be tomorrow, or it could be a year from now.
‘It won’t last more than a year though.’
he looked up at the sky
Countless stars were packed in the night sky, which was covered in darkness like a curtain.
“I forgot about it. The sadness of the nameless.”
No one in Kang-ho knew his real name.
Even the Uicheon Lord didn’t know his name. It was only called a number, it was called a murder of righteousness, and it was only called the king of killing.
There were only assassins who dreamed of freedom, but no human beings.
“At least, even the state of martial arts has its own name.”
back.
The clenched fist contained pulsating demonic energy.
Magi seemed to be a little darker than before, and that’s why it reached an even more perfect red light.
‘You named it that way because you combined Amyeonggi and Jinmagong? It’s a good thing.’
Xu Liang looked up at the twinkling stars and then looked at the moon.
Under the pouring moonlight, a piece of sad smile floated in the wind.
“If you are a great martial artist who has opened the gates of hell in fantasy, you should have a dignity worthy of it.”
Seo Liang lowered his head.
Ma Dong-pil swallowed his saliva at the dignified figure spewing out red eyes.
‘Guyuma Gong (九幽魔功). From now on, this martial art will be called Guyuma Gong.’
There was a big difference between knowing what he had and whether or not he knew the true name of what he had.
The Three Gongja of the Heavenly Demons Church, Seo Liang.
Absolute magic, which would mark the history of Protestantism, quietly stretched in the moonlight, starlight, and the place where the escort warrior of the Great Master watched.
Another day passed.
“Dongpil.”
“Yes, Gongja.”
“Tell Aenghwa to prepare some clothes.”
Seo Liang grinned.
“Let’s go see the real culprit.”
The first day of Pasunje has begun.
