"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 306 - Worry in your heart
Fungji Mountain.
Seonnyeoam.
shrine.
coo kung! thud! thud! thud!
Thunder was heard one after another from under the mountain.
The Eighthwangsinmo put down the Taoist scriptures she was reading.
The corners of her mouth went up slightly as she quietly listened to her thunder.
It seems that there is a problem with the eight-door-palsangjin.
'Are you saying there was a sorcerer that was as good as that?'
In order to break the Eight Gates and the Eight Sangjins, the technique must at least reach the stage of entering one's birthplace.
'It's fun.'
Pal Hwangsinmo's heart burned with her curiosity about her partner that suddenly jumped out.
Taoist magicians are largely divided into four levels.
The first is the stage of luck.
This is the case with the sorcerers who train the eunggi and chukgi.
Eunggi ten stars is Chukgi one star, and Chuggi ten stars enter Yeongtong.
The second is the stage of spiritual communication.
After reaching the celestial age, if you train for '5,48 days (about 14 years)', you will finally attain the 'Yang God'. This, also known as ‘naedan’, is like another body to the magician. This is called ‘Derived Medicine’.
Since the training of ‘Yangshin’ is related to ‘Jeong(精)’, it is also called ‘the stage of Unjeong(運精)’.
If you practice this 'yangsin', at some point, you will reach the stage of entering from birth, that is, half-human, half-seon (伴人半仙).
This is an extremely realistic goal that most magicians dream of.
The third is ‘curing’, and the fourth is immortal’.
In the stage of ‘Cultivation’, one becomes immortal and long-lived, and in the stage of ‘Seonseong’, it is even possible to ‘acquire something’.
‘Yangsaeng’ and ‘Seongseon’ are both ‘transcendences’, so it is difficult to call them human beings from this point on.
The place where Pal Hwangsinmo is straddling her feet is the stage of ‘yangsaeng’.
Knowing that she is obsessed with immortality with her poisonous fire, that is the reason.
'Who is it?'
The Eight Gates and Palsangjin cannot be broken with martial arts.
Even if the top 10 masters of the world gather their strength, it is impossible.
Pal Hwangsinmo, who was about to get up from her seat, laughed at her and shook her head.
The fact that her opponent is in the middle of the night means that the fairy is the goal after all.
If you wait, it will come to you on its own, but is there any need to go through the trouble?
She opened the Taepyeong Cheongryeongseo again.
***
Qurrrr— Hwaaaak—.
Flames rose from beneath the collapsed ground.
Namgungyeon gently flung her body and landed on the still intact ground.
Subsequently, Yeon Jeok-ha and Gu Cheon-no also had old sim one after another.
My old sim murmured as I looked at the flags erected in three rows on the left and right of the front.
“Can I just go through that place now?”
“I must hurry. It seems that spirit energy is gathering around the flag again.”
At Namgungyeon words, Yeonjeokha and Shimtong carefully examined the flag.
indeed! The letters on the flag, which had been clearly visible, had changed to the point where it was difficult to recognize.
Yeon jeokha lifted her head and looked up at the sky.
"Uh?"
The misty cloud that had split into fifty sheets (about 150 meters) wide shrank to one sheet (about 3 meters).
As the width narrowed, the cloud fog spread faster.
“Gongja-nim, would you like to cool it down one more time?”
“Is that so?”
The Jeok-ha raised his sword again and shouted with a triumphant face.
“Seoncheon innumerable!”
“… … .”
However, the Cheondun Sword did not appear again.
“Gongja?”
"Why not? Good luck! Suncheon innumerable!”
Yeonjeokha shouted several times, but the Cheondun sword did not even shine.
“Hey, think about it later. I have to go now!”
Namgungyeon could not wait any longer and ran back to her light technique.
She didn't have time to wait now.
She's been taking more than half an hour (an hour), so she's going to start reverse transformation sooner or later.
She then goes back to her first time.
Others she fell away from would not be able to withstand two reverses.
The hesitant rival hurriedly followed her.
Shim Tong said while running with Yeon Jeok-ha and her shoulder to shoulder.
“I guess it doesn’t work anymore?”
I didn't respond to the words of the old sim.
Still, the old sim kept asking me if I had any strength left.
“Isn’t it okay? Is your endurance running? Doesn't magic have nothing to do with history? Confucius?”
“I’m confused, can you be quiet?”
“No, I am worried.”
“Worry in your heart, you old man!”
“No, Cheondungeom was at fault, so why are you saying something to me?”
"ah! Jum!”
I covered her ears with both hands and ran.
'He's like a nasty old man!'
It's frustrating because the Cheondungeom doesn't come out, but I don't know why the people next to me are talking like that.
Anyway, why doesn't the Cheondun Sword come out?
No matter how much I think about it, I don't know why.
'Couldn't it be that I have to memorize the rules like a magic trick?'
When I thought about it, it seems that the Gucheongi did not move.
'A while ago, Gucheongi moved alone? Why did Kucheongi move?'
Her head gets complicated when she thinks of Cheondungeom and Gucheongi, who have no reaction.
At that moment, Namgungyeon, who was running, stopped.
“I think there is something.”
Namgungyeon pointed at her in front.
Between her banners, the ground in front of her five chapters (about 15 meters) was bobbing.
It's like when an earthworm that was in the ground comes out of the ground.
She pretended to know Shim Tong, who arrived belatedly.
“It seems that even the earthworm, which has become a mass of earth, is about to come out.”
“Are you done drinking? Do you know everything?”
Shen Tong accepted the sarcasm of the younger brother as a compliment.
“Hehe. i kind of know These are all things I picked up while following Namgung Sojeo.”
“Oh! i'm stupid What kind of argument do you have with someone who can't understand the language?"
It was when Yeonjeokha shook his head.
Something popped out of the shaking ground.
It was the hand of a black man.
“Ugh!”
he grabbed Namgungyeon sleeve as her heart sank and screamed.
There is one thing that even the absolute master Yeon Jeok-ha is afraid of.
that's a monster
Trapped in a warehouse during his timid childhood, he was extremely reluctant to gore or ghosts.
After entering and exiting the mirror, that feeling became stronger.
That's the reason why I was so startled even with the martial arts of the world.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of corpses rose from the ground.
Half of his body looked like it was rotten, but he couldn't even call it rotten.
The other half was shining black like steel.
Namgungyeon muttered as she inspected the dead bodies with sparkling eyes.
“It looks strange. It's like a Jianghu, and it's also like a Geonyeja...…. What is it?”
Yeon Jeok-ha grabbed Namgungyeon collar tightly and asked.
"Gulp, what's the gunyeja?"
“They say that when the corpse of a miner buried while working in the mine absorbs Earth’s energy, it changes like that.”
“Are those dead miners?”
“I don’t know. The one who was born was Geonyeja, but I've never seen a record that there is a mine in Mt. Was it just a body buried in the ground that changed?”
“Isn’t it Jianghu who has become an immortal?”
Namgungyeon nodded her head at the old sim.
For now, she couldn't think of anything else.
At that time, the corpses that had been wandering from a distance suddenly ran recklessly.
creak. creak. creaking-.
“Heh heh. Our Confucius' face turned white. What are you afraid of? The corpses that will be sliced like radishes with just one swing of the sword.”
With her words, Simtong pulled out her Yuyeopdo and stepped forward.
Soon after, the ascension of the flying dragon unfolded.
Pattattang!
With the sound of metal hitting, Yuyeopdo bounced off.
"Omg!"
Shocked, he hurriedly backed away.
I thought a head or two of her would fall off, but I don't know what this is.
‘Nimiral! What's so hard about it?'
On the contrary, it is anti-elastic enough to worry that Yoo Yeop-do's teeth might not have come out.
“Kuaa!”
Corpses spread their arms and rushed at me.
Simtong frantically swung the Yuyeopdo and removed his arm that was clinging to him like a leech.
Empty, empty!
A grotesque metal sound resounded incessantly.
The old sim that had been stepping back for a long time screamed out.
"Oh my! Confucius! Save me! The sword won't stick to these guys!”
Yeon Jeok-ha, who belatedly regained his composure, took a small step forward.
“It seems that the corpses have absorbed the taboo and become steel poetry. It won't happen in the usual way.”
Namgungyeon then glanced up at the sky.
Her width, which had been over a length, was now reduced to three cubits (about 90 cm).
'It's a big deal.'
There was no time, but she was at a loss as corpses that had turned into steel poetry were blocking the road.
On the other hand, Yeon Jeok-ha, who was watching her fight in old sim, tilted her head.
From earlier, my eyes kept going to Geumgangjeo, which was dangling from the waist of my heartache.
"Sister, whether you've absorbed selfishness or taboo, it's the mermaid that moves that steel city, isn't it?"
"Yes."
In an instant, Yeonjeokha shouted out of old sim.
“Old Sim! Try using a diamond! What are you going to do after saving it! If you die, it's over!"
At those words, old sim took a step back and took a picture of Yuyeopdo.
After that, he took the keumgangjeo in his hand and bounced forward again.
Puck puck puck!
This time the steel poems broke like earthenware.
Excited old sim ran through the steel city and shouted like a madman.
“Ughhhh! Seaverlings! Even the head priest, Kucheonno, is heartbroken!”
The steelshis rushed like a swarm of bees, but they couldn't overcome the diamond attack.
creak. creaking-
Puck puck puck!
Broken pieces of steel like sorghum cans piled up like mountains on both sides of the road.
After hitting more than a hundred shots, the front opened a little.
A light like lightning flashed in Namgung-Yeon’s eyes when he found a gap in her.
She had no time for further delay.
She was now showing not only the writing on her flag, but her flag as well.
If Jinchuk disappears, fingerprints cannot be found.
“Hey brother! We have to go now!”
Yeon Jeok-ha placed his sword in Namgung-yeon's hand as she was about to run away.
Namgung-Yeon silently accepted.
Even if she refused, it was obvious that he wouldn't accept it.
She poked her sword through the sparse steel poems.
Not wanting to touch the corpse, she took out the dagger she was carrying.
In an instant, the dagger vibrated once.
'What?'
She takes a dagger and examines it, but there is nothing wrong.
Perhaps she could feel her own pulse through her palms.
'Yes, it will.'
The jeok-ha turned his eyes back to the corpse.
Now it is half rotten than a dagger The body was more concerned.
Namgung-yeon slipped through the steel poems like a mudfish.
She used the sword only occasionally when she had no choice.
Every time she did that, the steel city rolled backwards with a metal sound of ‘throwing’.
After running about fifty chapters (about 150 meters) between her flags, two huge pillars appeared.
Namgungyeon exclaimed.
“It’s a fingerprint!”
The two pillars flickered in the dim darkness like fireflies.
The blinking cycle got longer little by little.
Namgungyeon hurriedly raised her eyes and looked up at her.
“The sky is almost closed. We have to get inside before the fingerprints disappear!”
Her face was stained with regret.
There were still ten pages (about 30 meters) left until the fingerprints, but the sky was not visible.
'Wrong.'
I don't even have the strength to squeeze anymore.
It is when Namgungyeon laments in her despair.
Suddenly, Yeonjeokha held hands with Namgungyeon and her old sim and spread her secret alms to the extreme.
It seemed like a meteor was falling between the two pillars.
Soon after, the two pillars and the light disappeared inside her arms and arms like a lie.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 306 - Worry in your heart
Fungji Mountain.
Seonnyeoam.
shrine.
coo kung! thud! thud! thud!
Thunder was heard one after another from under the mountain.
The Eighthwangsinmo put down the Taoist scriptures she was reading.
The corners of her mouth went up slightly as she quietly listened to her thunder.
It seems that there is a problem with the eight-door-palsangjin.
'Are you saying there was a sorcerer that was as good as that?'
In order to break the Eight Gates and the Eight Sangjins, the technique must at least reach the stage of entering one's birthplace.
'It's fun.'
Pal Hwangsinmo's heart burned with her curiosity about her partner that suddenly jumped out.
Taoist magicians are largely divided into four levels.
The first is the stage of luck.
This is the case with the sorcerers who train the eunggi and chukgi.
Eunggi ten stars is Chukgi one star, and Chuggi ten stars enter Yeongtong.
The second is the stage of spiritual communication.
After reaching the celestial age, if you train for '5,48 days (about 14 years)', you will finally attain the 'Yang God'. This, also known as ‘naedan’, is like another body to the magician. This is called ‘Derived Medicine’.
Since the training of ‘Yangshin’ is related to ‘Jeong(精)’, it is also called ‘the stage of Unjeong(運精)’.
If you practice this 'yangsin', at some point, you will reach the stage of entering from birth, that is, half-human, half-seon (伴人半仙).
This is an extremely realistic goal that most magicians dream of.
The third is ‘curing’, and the fourth is immortal’.
In the stage of ‘Cultivation’, one becomes immortal and long-lived, and in the stage of ‘Seonseong’, it is even possible to ‘acquire something’.
‘Yangsaeng’ and ‘Seongseon’ are both ‘transcendences’, so it is difficult to call them human beings from this point on.
The place where Pal Hwangsinmo is straddling her feet is the stage of ‘yangsaeng’.
Knowing that she is obsessed with immortality with her poisonous fire, that is the reason.
'Who is it?'
The Eight Gates and Palsangjin cannot be broken with martial arts.
Even if the top 10 masters of the world gather their strength, it is impossible.
Pal Hwangsinmo, who was about to get up from her seat, laughed at her and shook her head.
The fact that her opponent is in the middle of the night means that the fairy is the goal after all.
If you wait, it will come to you on its own, but is there any need to go through the trouble?
She opened the Taepyeong Cheongryeongseo again.
***
Qurrrr— Hwaaaak—.
Flames rose from beneath the collapsed ground.
Namgungyeon gently flung her body and landed on the still intact ground.
Subsequently, Yeon Jeok-ha and Gu Cheon-no also had old sim one after another.
My old sim murmured as I looked at the flags erected in three rows on the left and right of the front.
“Can I just go through that place now?”
“I must hurry. It seems that spirit energy is gathering around the flag again.”
At Namgungyeon words, Yeonjeokha and Shimtong carefully examined the flag.
indeed! The letters on the flag, which had been clearly visible, had changed to the point where it was difficult to recognize.
Yeon jeokha lifted her head and looked up at the sky.
"Uh?"
The misty cloud that had split into fifty sheets (about 150 meters) wide shrank to one sheet (about 3 meters).
As the width narrowed, the cloud fog spread faster.
“Gongja-nim, would you like to cool it down one more time?”
“Is that so?”
The Jeok-ha raised his sword again and shouted with a triumphant face.
“Seoncheon innumerable!”
“… … .”
However, the Cheondun Sword did not appear again.
“Gongja?”
"Why not? Good luck! Suncheon innumerable!”
Yeonjeokha shouted several times, but the Cheondun sword did not even shine.
“Hey, think about it later. I have to go now!”
Namgungyeon could not wait any longer and ran back to her light technique.
She didn't have time to wait now.
She's been taking more than half an hour (an hour), so she's going to start reverse transformation sooner or later.
She then goes back to her first time.
Others she fell away from would not be able to withstand two reverses.
The hesitant rival hurriedly followed her.
Shim Tong said while running with Yeon Jeok-ha and her shoulder to shoulder.
“I guess it doesn’t work anymore?”
I didn't respond to the words of the old sim.
Still, the old sim kept asking me if I had any strength left.
“Isn’t it okay? Is your endurance running? Doesn't magic have nothing to do with history? Confucius?”
“I’m confused, can you be quiet?”
“No, I am worried.”
“Worry in your heart, you old man!”
“No, Cheondungeom was at fault, so why are you saying something to me?”
"ah! Jum!”
I covered her ears with both hands and ran.
'He's like a nasty old man!'
It's frustrating because the Cheondungeom doesn't come out, but I don't know why the people next to me are talking like that.
Anyway, why doesn't the Cheondun Sword come out?
No matter how much I think about it, I don't know why.
'Couldn't it be that I have to memorize the rules like a magic trick?'
When I thought about it, it seems that the Gucheongi did not move.
'A while ago, Gucheongi moved alone? Why did Kucheongi move?'
Her head gets complicated when she thinks of Cheondungeom and Gucheongi, who have no reaction.
At that moment, Namgungyeon, who was running, stopped.
“I think there is something.”
Namgungyeon pointed at her in front.
Between her banners, the ground in front of her five chapters (about 15 meters) was bobbing.
It's like when an earthworm that was in the ground comes out of the ground.
She pretended to know Shim Tong, who arrived belatedly.
“It seems that even the earthworm, which has become a mass of earth, is about to come out.”
“Are you done drinking? Do you know everything?”
Shen Tong accepted the sarcasm of the younger brother as a compliment.
“Hehe. i kind of know These are all things I picked up while following Namgung Sojeo.”
“Oh! i'm stupid What kind of argument do you have with someone who can't understand the language?"
It was when Yeonjeokha shook his head.
Something popped out of the shaking ground.
It was the hand of a black man.
“Ugh!”
he grabbed Namgungyeon sleeve as her heart sank and screamed.
There is one thing that even the absolute master Yeon Jeok-ha is afraid of.
that's a monster
Trapped in a warehouse during his timid childhood, he was extremely reluctant to gore or ghosts.
After entering and exiting the mirror, that feeling became stronger.
That's the reason why I was so startled even with the martial arts of the world.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of corpses rose from the ground.
Half of his body looked like it was rotten, but he couldn't even call it rotten.
The other half was shining black like steel.
Namgungyeon muttered as she inspected the dead bodies with sparkling eyes.
“It looks strange. It's like a Jianghu, and it's also like a Geonyeja...…. What is it?”
Yeon Jeok-ha grabbed Namgungyeon collar tightly and asked.
"Gulp, what's the gunyeja?"
“They say that when the corpse of a miner buried while working in the mine absorbs Earth’s energy, it changes like that.”
“Are those dead miners?”
“I don’t know. The one who was born was Geonyeja, but I've never seen a record that there is a mine in Mt. Was it just a body buried in the ground that changed?”
“Isn’t it Jianghu who has become an immortal?”
Namgungyeon nodded her head at the old sim.
For now, she couldn't think of anything else.
At that time, the corpses that had been wandering from a distance suddenly ran recklessly.
creak. creak. creaking-.
“Heh heh. Our Confucius' face turned white. What are you afraid of? The corpses that will be sliced like radishes with just one swing of the sword.”
With her words, Simtong pulled out her Yuyeopdo and stepped forward.
Soon after, the ascension of the flying dragon unfolded.
Pattattang!
With the sound of metal hitting, Yuyeopdo bounced off.
"Omg!"
Shocked, he hurriedly backed away.
I thought a head or two of her would fall off, but I don't know what this is.
‘Nimiral! What's so hard about it?'
On the contrary, it is anti-elastic enough to worry that Yoo Yeop-do's teeth might not have come out.
“Kuaa!”
Corpses spread their arms and rushed at me.
Simtong frantically swung the Yuyeopdo and removed his arm that was clinging to him like a leech.
Empty, empty!
A grotesque metal sound resounded incessantly.
The old sim that had been stepping back for a long time screamed out.
"Oh my! Confucius! Save me! The sword won't stick to these guys!”
Yeon Jeok-ha, who belatedly regained his composure, took a small step forward.
“It seems that the corpses have absorbed the taboo and become steel poetry. It won't happen in the usual way.”
Namgungyeon then glanced up at the sky.
Her width, which had been over a length, was now reduced to three cubits (about 90 cm).
'It's a big deal.'
There was no time, but she was at a loss as corpses that had turned into steel poetry were blocking the road.
On the other hand, Yeon Jeok-ha, who was watching her fight in old sim, tilted her head.
From earlier, my eyes kept going to Geumgangjeo, which was dangling from the waist of my heartache.
"Sister, whether you've absorbed selfishness or taboo, it's the mermaid that moves that steel city, isn't it?"
"Yes."
In an instant, Yeonjeokha shouted out of old sim.
“Old Sim! Try using a diamond! What are you going to do after saving it! If you die, it's over!"
At those words, old sim took a step back and took a picture of Yuyeopdo.
After that, he took the keumgangjeo in his hand and bounced forward again.
Puck puck puck!
This time the steel poems broke like earthenware.
Excited old sim ran through the steel city and shouted like a madman.
“Ughhhh! Seaverlings! Even the head priest, Kucheonno, is heartbroken!”
The steelshis rushed like a swarm of bees, but they couldn't overcome the diamond attack.
creak. creaking-
Puck puck puck!
Broken pieces of steel like sorghum cans piled up like mountains on both sides of the road.
After hitting more than a hundred shots, the front opened a little.
A light like lightning flashed in Namgung-Yeon’s eyes when he found a gap in her.
She had no time for further delay.
She was now showing not only the writing on her flag, but her flag as well.
If Jinchuk disappears, fingerprints cannot be found.
“Hey brother! We have to go now!”
Yeon Jeok-ha placed his sword in Namgung-yeon's hand as she was about to run away.
Namgung-Yeon silently accepted.
Even if she refused, it was obvious that he wouldn't accept it.
She poked her sword through the sparse steel poems.
Not wanting to touch the corpse, she took out the dagger she was carrying.
In an instant, the dagger vibrated once.
'What?'
She takes a dagger and examines it, but there is nothing wrong.
Perhaps she could feel her own pulse through her palms.
'Yes, it will.'
The jeok-ha turned his eyes back to the corpse.
Now it is half rotten than a dagger The body was more concerned.
Namgung-yeon slipped through the steel poems like a mudfish.
She used the sword only occasionally when she had no choice.
Every time she did that, the steel city rolled backwards with a metal sound of ‘throwing’.
After running about fifty chapters (about 150 meters) between her flags, two huge pillars appeared.
Namgungyeon exclaimed.
“It’s a fingerprint!”
The two pillars flickered in the dim darkness like fireflies.
The blinking cycle got longer little by little.
Namgungyeon hurriedly raised her eyes and looked up at her.
“The sky is almost closed. We have to get inside before the fingerprints disappear!”
Her face was stained with regret.
There were still ten pages (about 30 meters) left until the fingerprints, but the sky was not visible.
'Wrong.'
I don't even have the strength to squeeze anymore.
It is when Namgungyeon laments in her despair.
Suddenly, Yeonjeokha held hands with Namgungyeon and her old sim and spread her secret alms to the extreme.
It seemed like a meteor was falling between the two pillars.
Soon after, the two pillars and the light disappeared inside her arms and arms like a lie.
