Episode 34. There is no other shore in the place of forgetting, and there is no paradise in the place of flight (3)
Sungmudang.
Zigong was alone in the waiting room behind him, closing his eyes and tying the beads.
One by one, the beads of the rosary being turned at his fingertips.
Around the time the rosary had rotated dozens of times, a member of the Youngbei Corps entered the room.
“It is said that strange changes have been detected in the basement of Daeungjeon.”
Seruk, the white rice stirred lightly, and Zigong’s eyes opened.
It is a strange change, a sign of change.
The city man must have succeeded.
In other words, it means that the Moorim exploits have been released.
‘Goodbye, Lord Jegal.’
soon now
In just a little while, this Murim-maeng will fall perfectly into his hand, into Shaolin’s hand.
“Let’s go. Are you going to make the souls to be comforted wait for a long time?”
If not, there will be many new souls added today.
Zigong set the rosary down on the table and stood up.
The evil people have awakened, now only the evil Buddha awakens and spreads its madness all over the world, and the preparations for the memorial service will be completed.
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bad fire.
It was the worst Murim lord of all time, born of Shaolin, and filial piety.
Contrary to Zigong’s thoughts, he was already awake. But the maddening screams he had been spewing out had stopped before he knew it.
absolute prison.
A structure that tightly bound them with camps, engines, and iron bars, which were installed by the most outstanding jinbeopga and engine jingoists in the central plains about two centuries ago.
However, that did not mean that it was cut off from the outside world.
The spirit of filial piety was aware of all the situations that were happening around them even in the circular absolute prison. No, beyond seeing, hearing, and smelling, he felt and recognized every situation.
Hye Kwang Sim.
That world-class martial arts was not simply a high-level martial art of Jeon Eum.
It was a transcendent divine feat that allowed one to not only communicate one’s will to the other person, but also to feel the moods and movements of objects within a certain range at once when one reached great maturity.
Right now, the wisdom of wisdom was concentrated on only one person.
A person who awakened him again in the Great Law of Return, and is judged to have read the only food he could not read.
to singularity.
Woo woo woo-.
1 star, 2 stars, 3 stars, … … .
The hye-gwang-sim word of filial piety was gradually exerted more and more strongly, and the short-lived every move was connected to the flow of emotion.
A kind of possessed synesthesia.
“tree… … army… … Tabul tariff… … Mumbosal.”
It was a rare thing.
Just by concentrating Hye-Kwang Sim-Eo on Dan-Yoo-Sung, the energy waves in the brain that had been blurred due to the invasion of the color ball and magic ball were regaining their composure, and the flow of the crazy energy also found its place and flowed.
Enough to be able to memorize Buddhist dislikes on their own after a hundred or ten years.
It must be because the storm of five desires and seven emotions, which circulates the mind of Danyuseong, pushes it away without leaving any gaps to feel madness.
Is it because of that?
Normally, through possessed synesthesia, it was normal to see or feel one color at a time, and at most it should only be two… … .
Danyuseong appeared to be wearing rags of hundreds of colors.
Strangely, that wasn’t the only thing.
Although there was a flow of time close to 200 statues, the system of martial arts was basically determined.
Intangible internal energy with certain attributes escapes the Danjeon and is expressed as tangible martial energy.
However, Danjeon of Danyuseong, which can be read as synesthesia, was so narrow and small that it is difficult to see it as an unmanned ascension.
boredom itself.
It’s an indescribably dull talent… … How could he have reached such a level in such a state?
together.
Real sense of battle, psychological warfare, anomalies that create a springboard for reversal, eyes and tactics that read the flow of battle. And the daring sensibility in carrying out all of those things is a perfect no-brainer, no, a perfect no-brainer.
The person who could not be explained by the common sense of filial piety was Dan Yuseong.
‘Am I really dreaming of life?’
If not, how would you describe that child?
How could such a person be raised in the stereotypical Murim League?
The filial piety once again memorized the fire and brought the Hyegwangsim word to the extreme.
Synesthesia alone was not enough. I wanted to hear it directly from that child and I wanted to feel it myself.
When I was crazy, I was curious about the contents of the recipe papers rolling around in this prison, but now I am curious about that child’s life.
No, since we said our lives, is it the lives of all of us?
and that moment.
I was completely certain.
Tring-.
At first I thought I heard it wrong.
But haven’t you heard it again?
Tring-.
The sound that is heard each time the Youngbei members die one by one.
To be precise, the shaking of the wavelength felt as the synesthesia of Hye-Kwang Sim-Eo.
It was the sound that Dan Yooseong was listening to.
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Considering that it is extremely faint, it must be a very unusual phenomenon that only short meteors can hear. There’s no way a normal person could hear these things.
Then, almost perfectly assimilated, a short melodic word vomited out.
To feel filial piety, a word that seems to have been said by the person himself.
“Moorim achievements.”
Murim.
Forest of Wu.
It simply refers to the world of all those who have learned martial arts.
In fact, it was a big word that encompassed an unimaginably wide range of worlds, as well as a long history of martial arts.
To the Murim people, the word Murim was a more comprehensive term than the word “Chun”. For this reason, the modifier Murim is not easily used in the nickname of a Murim person. more than words.
The best master in the world, the first master in the world, and the top ten masters in the world were easy to use, but it was difficult to hear easily the best master in the world, the first master in the world, and the top ten masters in the world.
step! In both cases, this rule applies.
The best and worst Moorim people.
Moorim Jijon, and Moorim Achievement.
The former was a great name bestowed on the greatest master in the world, who was said to appear only once in a few generations even in the great world of Moorim.
The latter was exactly the opposite.
For this reason, Moorim’s exploits were usually accompanied by several modifiers.
Rare, heinous, demonic, etc.
And now, such people suddenly appeared in this underground prison and were killing them.
Among them, there were also those who had mastered magic arts, but the one who seemed to have lost his intelligence was slaughtering the young secretaries especially brutally.
The incarnation of evil spirits, itself.
Another member of the Young Brigade was killed by an enormous whip that amounted to 3 chapters that were typified by internal air.
Tring-.
The separated lower body flew into the cage made of iron bars and melted at once due to the operation of the heat engine, and the flowing blood soaked the floor.
An expedient that looks noble and elegant.
However, the terribly bizarre aura felt in the pyeongang (鞭?) he shook off was definitely magic.
Let’s go!
The whip of dark red blood was once again wrapped around the neck of the young silk band like a mane.
Pugak!
The chest and torso were separated at once, revealing the molar teeth.
‘Certainly, the Eight Winds of Eight Immortals (宏風八仙鞭法)? To think that his descendant still exists.’
It was definitely the first time I had seen him, but I was sure of his filial piety. That the author is the former person of the Worse Wind Demon, the worst Moorim enemy of his generation.
The great balloon ship horse was a Moorim achievement that Hyo Ki-sim himself captured when he was the Murim lord. However, the descendants were again captured by Murim’s exploits.
Besides, except for the fact that he was completely in love with magic, if we were purely looking at Hwahu.
‘It surpasses the big balloon horse of the year.’
As a result of observing the situation by mobilizing all of my synesthesia, Dan Yoo-seong’s strategy worked perfectly so far.
But this time, the one that lured the Moorim exploits this way was-.
‘It’s gone too far.’
It will surely succeed in getting rid of the city man and the Young Silk.
Just like the man in the city said ‘no way’ the moment he ran into them.
Just like when Chen So-so noticed their true identity, he said, ‘It’s not possible, is it?’
no way.
‘There is no word as cruel as that word in this world.’
It’s been a long time since I woke up, but the power of ‘no way’ is often violent in proportion to the skill of the person who uttered it.
Moorim’s ‘no way’ is followed by the corpses of many people.
This ‘no way’ will be more brutal and violent.
Hyo-gi-sim, like the great hyo-hyo said ‘no way’ after finding out the 18 pyeonbeop of strong wind.
Even if all of Danyuseong’s party, surviving urban men, and members of the Yeongbi corps were combined, it would not be able to handle one author. No, the descendant of the Great Balloon Horse was so powerful that he could not win even if all the other Moorim exploits joined together.
Kwajajajajajak!
In fact, the stylized ganggi whip he wielded turned a member of the Yeongbi corps and another Moorim heroic enemy he could not avoid into bloodshed again.
I feel like my throat is clogged just by the magi that I feel through Bing’s synesthesia. If you are at this level, others will find it difficult to breathe.
In fact, less than a day had passed since he joined the battle, but about half of the Youngbei members were lying on the ground.
I lay down… … For some reason, the corpses were not visible.
It was because Danyuseong disappeared every time he touched it.
Some unknown witchcraft.
“Sorry.”
Because I can’t hear directly what the hell he’s doing.
Soon everyone here will die. Danyuseong would of course be included in that.
Kwajajak!
Another member of the Youngbi was killed in the attack of the Moorim enemies, and the tip of the tongue flicked toward the fleeing Danyuseong and Cheonsoso.
Let’s go, let’s go!
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Let’s go, let’s go!
A heavy yet sharp steel piece licked my back.
A burning pain running down your back.
“?-.”
Grinding my teeth in pain, I looked back and saw that the floor was covered in demonic heat and boiling.
If it hadn’t been for [stepping insoles] and snakes… … .
I must have melted like that
Thanks to looking back for a while, I met the eyes of the worst Moorim achievement who had lost his senses, even for a moment.
‘Long time no see. A strong wind demon.’
Countless colleagues were slaughtered by the author of the great wind horse.
Although it was a dream, it was a piece of an unforgettable nightmare… … .
‘It was a self-defeating move.’
In my dream, I was mistaken that Zigong would assassinate or poison the Zhuge Lord. But this time!
‘This is my first trump card.’
I checked the moving red dots on the [Joongwon Jeondo] and continued to move my feet.
The location of all the members of the crew except Chun So-so was quickly identified.
While moving frantically, he constantly delivered [Party Words] to the other monsters.
Even in the midst of that, the noises that continue to converge in my mind, ‘Tee-ring, T-ring’.
You don’t have to look back.
Kwajak! sigh! Pervert! Kwah kwah kwah kwah!
All the martial arts that Yeongbidan couldn’t display must be being fired from behind me right now. The city men and the members of the Yeongbi corps must have been struggling, but it would have been too much to stop the strong wind.
As much as the first trump card was thrown… … according to plan
Kwajajak!
At the moment when he felt demonic energy right behind the back of his head, almost touching it, Soso looked back and shouted urgently.
“Getting closer!”
“know.”
I rather slowed down.
“what are you doing? The distance with the Moorim exploits is getting shorter!”
“therefore.”
My eyes swept the lower right corner.
The state became (5/48) before I knew it.
Fragments of memories running through my head.
I don’t know if I should call it the future or the past… … The starting point of daydreaming.
‘With a great roar, the ban fell, and there was a gwangso in the Guangxin language, after which we all lost our minds.’
The identity of that roar then.
I knew that was Zigong’s second decisive move.
But, that too this time!
‘I’ll change it to my second trump card.’
The second trump card is-.
‘Honyuan wall bullet.’
In fact, decades later, when the Murim Alliance was rebuilt here, Daemong confirmed it.
There was a huge explosion here, and the identity of it was the Hunyuan Rocket.
Due to the nature of an urban man, if he is faced with the worst situation he can’t help, he will detonate the Hunyuan Rocket and make a decision to self-destruct.
Thinking so, I stopped at an appropriate spot and turned around.
In fact, with his teeth clenched, he is holding a firearm the size of a fist out of his bosom.
As planned, the second trump card was destroyed.
however.
‘what… … ji?’
Looking over there, in the hand of Yong-ho, the sub-master of Yeongbidan, there was a hwatan, the same shape as the one in the hand of the man in the city… … .
“One… … wasn’t it?”
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“We are one. Although they were lost due to an accident of injustice, the spirits of all those who resolutely confronted injustice with righteousness will remain in this Murimmaengmaeng and burn as an eternal torch that illuminates our future.”
Zigong’s proposal to announce the start of the memorial service.
After tying a knot, he came down from the podium and looked at the window looking towards the bar.
Due to the rain that just intensified, the hazy mist over the ban grew thicker.
It’s coming soon.
When the Hunyuan Rocket explodes and the fog clears, he wakes up.
Shaolin’s worst ever evil fire will come out and clean up the Moorim-maeng in a small way.
After coming down from the podium, a member of the Young Bidan came up to him and gave a small report in his ear.
“It’s strange. I definitely sensed signs that the Moorim exploits were released from the basement of Daeungjeon, but Daeungjeon is still very quiet.”
“It doesn’t matter. Considering unpredictable variables, I prepared a few more numbers.”
Zigong cried out and looked at the ban again.
If one fails, the other will burn.
Fire-.
Hundreds of incense sticks, announcing the start of the memorial service, were burned at once.
For Shaolin, for him.
For the start of a new Moorim League.
