Chapter 381 - It's as easy as breathing
Gu Chun-no also asked while taking a piece of grilled chicken that was served as a snack.
“How do you feel, Confucius?”
“I’m thinking whether to go or not. Anyway, the work is over. It's a bit regretful to just go back to Wudang Mountain."
“Is it okay if I visit with that face now?”
“It is like that again. Shall we not go?”
Old sim shook his head.
Looking at Yeon Jeok-ha's eyes, I could feel that he wanted to go, so he did nothing to oppose it.
“I think it would be okay to go to Yeonnamcheon in Oryonggung Palace. Who knows if we'll see them in their true form?”
"oh! Is that okay?”
At the words of old sim, I hit the opponent's knee.
Certainly, it seemed that ‘Yeonnamcheon of Ohryonggung’ would be better than ‘Yeonjeokha, the half-brother who destroyed Samjang’.
The important thing is to participate in the opening ceremony of Yeongamugwan, not who you go to.
To be honest, it also played a part that no one would welcome him if he revealed his true identity.
Seeing Yeonjeokha smiling brightly, Simtong smiled.
He said that he cut off ties with Mr. Yeon whenever he opened his mouth.
“Yeonmubaek seems to be using his head quite well. Now is a good time to heat whether it is military or breakwater.”
“Is that so?”
“Isn’t Gangho different from the Spring and Autumn Warring States period? The power of the political faction is weak, and the power of the famous religion is also weak. Anyone can expand their county and stand tall.”
“I heard and saw it. Still, I liked the point. Why are you bothering to set up a military officer?”
“Yeonmubaek is normal, and Confucius is strange.”
“Old Sim is also a runner, so why are you talking like that?”
“Hey, just like Confucius said, isn’t it a strange age to enter a coffin? It is different from Gongja, who is still in his prime. You cannot compare yourself to me.”
“I don’t know. I like to be able to play and eat comfortably.”
“Why do you learn sorcery from a shaman? We could just hang out at the inn.”
“I’m doing it because I don’t want to die from being hit by a famous cult. If it wasn’t for the famous school, I would have retired.”
Then old sim was irresistible.
That's what Yeonjeokha said.
Even if he hides, the world will eventually find him and bring him to fame.
'Pacheonma-kun (Green Forest Chef) will be the first to run.'
When you look at it like this, it doesn't seem like having great ability is just a good thing.
“Is it worth learning how to do?”
“Oh, everyone says I have talent. I even heard that he is a genius.”
“Are you Gongja?”
I looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with a old sim and a dumbfounded expression.
Yeonjeokha was unusually strong, but he was not a brilliant person.
“What are those eyes? You must have thought of me as an idiot, but I am not that kind of person.”
“Of course I am not an idiot. Isn't Confucius a genius too?”
As he stared at him with old sim, he turned his head away with a clear cough.
“Hmm, I don’t know. Maybe he had a talent for magic.”
“Ah, that can’t be. It's not that I don't know Confucius.”
Yeon Jeok-ha, whose pride was hurt by the words of old sim, raised his voice.
"know? What kind of person am I?”
“A common young man?”
“Damn it. You know me too well.”
After pouring the bittersweet wine into his mouth, he quietly set the glass down.
Looking at that, it seems that he was not angry, but was just being grumpy.
just as expected?
Yeonjeokha spoke in a soft voice.
“I find that a bit strange too. Surprisingly, the method of drinking is good. All you have to do is do what you are told to do. Sometimes it works even if you don't do what you're told to do.”
"omg! envious. They say that normal people shouldn’t do it because it’s a sorcery.”
“So tell me. 'Cause I'm surprised too Surely you've never built up magic power? However, his technique is better than that of masters who practiced asceticism all their lives. I don't know why.”
“Haha, I was also surprised today. Didn't you break the magic with words rather than spells? An old man named Baek Woo-seon is slowly paying attention to Confucius, and he feels relieved.”
“They say gong power and magic power are different, but I don’t know the difference.”
I looked at Yeonjeokha with heartache and envious eyes.
If the qigong of an unmanned person is physical power, the magician's magical power can be said to be mental power.
Therefore, ‘gong-power and magic power’ are completely different qualities, just like ‘water and oil’.
The unmanned people, including himself, were like that.
However, common sense does not apply to Yeonjeokha.
'I also train Gucheongi, but why does this only happen to the senior Confucius?'
It seems that the difference between ‘nine hundred characters’ and ‘three hundred characters’ is not the only one.
Unaware of the speed of his old sim, Yeon Jeok-ha continued to boast, not brag.
"I'm just going to be a sorcerer? I’m not exaggerating, it’s as easy as breathing.”
"her!"
Feeling deprived for some reason, Shimtong picked up the bottle of incense seolju and drank it in one gulp.
He also memorized several mantras just in case after he acquired the ‘Vajrapani’.
About a month ago, he even tried to exorcise (逐鬼) by catching a mad person as a test.
But he only had a sore mouth, but there was no effect.
No, on the contrary, I was even slapped on the cheek by a madman that day.
However, the magic trick works without any special effort to match. Just like breathing.
“So, how long will Confucius train in the Mudang sect?”
“At first, I was going to fill it up for three years, but I don’t think it’s necessary.”
“Well, since the technique is as easy as breathing, you should. When will you come out?”
“I’m thinking of coming down by summer at the latest. I have to keep my promise with the headmaster as soon as possible. I can't because it's inconvenient.”
"yes? What makes you uncomfortable?”
When he asked about his old sim, he remembered that he hadn't told him about the curse of the spirit.
“Ah, the swelling on your face. It's not because this is less detoxified. A deal like that because I was unknowingly under the command of a famous religious leader. I remember? Did I promise the leader that I would catch Baekduma-kun?”
"yes. Are you saying that was the spirit?”
“I guess so. Making bad things worse? Master tried to break this spell in his lifetime, but failed because it was too powerful. They say I voluntarily agreed to it, so I have to fulfill it to get it resolved.”
"her! I didn't think of it as a spirit at all. Wasn't it just a normal conversation?"
"It did. That's why you have to be careful about what you say when dealing with famous religious leaders. I learned a lot from this too.”
“It is terrifying. But why did you ask the Tang family to make a antidote?”
“The more drugs, the better.”
“Oh, is that so? Wouldn't it be cleaner to just kill it?"
“To kill someone ahead of time for a crime they haven’t committed yet? People can't do that.”
“Did Confucius always say that? You can't leave something unpleasant.”
“Ugh! that's what the saying is I've never killed anyone for anything like that.”
“It is, but… … . Anyway, I'm glad it wasn't because of the poison."
He looked at the young man's face with heartbreaking eyes.
It's just amazing that that terrible swelling is the result of the famous religious leader's words.
***
the first day of February.
Ha Nam.
Luoyang.
Goseong Village.
Goseongchon, which developed along the Nakhe River, a tributary of the Yellow River, is a fairly large village.
There were as many as two military officers, as well as flags and upper chambers.
If you include the Yeongamugwan, which will now open, there are three.
Existing military officials opposed, but the young governor of Yeongamugwan pushed ahead with the opening.
Early moning.
In the anchae of Yeongamugwan, this man and one woman sat facing each other.
She is the Waryong swordsman Yeon Mu-baek, his wife Yang Yi-hwa, and the second consecutive Seung-baek.
Yanghwa asked cautiously.
“Did they say they would come from the Blue Dragon and White Tigers?”
“Agree to do so. Don't expect to come and say anything nice.”
At Yeon Mu-baek’s words, Yeon Seung-baek said a word.
“Brother, there is nothing to listen to because it is said by the military attaché in the countryside.”
“You can’t listen. There would be knife strikes. I intend to listen with one ear and let it flow.”
Yeon Mu-baek and Yeon Seung-baek grew up to be quite seasoned warriors through the Jeongui-maeng and Cheonji-maeng.
Still, the youthful spirit was unavoidable, so I thought of fighting if words didn't work.
However, Yang-hwa, who has a soft nature, was different.
“Still, since it’s the same military officer, try solving it through dialogue. Miu, Gouni, and Hae-do are people who will live together in the same area. You can’t look down on people who are highly respected in the community.”
“Sister-in-law, we also want to solve the problem through dialogue. But this is a bowl fight. They and we are competitors, not collaborators.”
"still… … .”
“Leave it. Even if they came today, they wouldn't say congratulations. It's good if you don't mess around.”
Yeonmu Baek, who was listening to the conversation between his wife and brother, changed the topic.
“Seungbaek, didn’t Seolju say he would definitely come?”
“Yes, I heard that there is no urgent work at Haewon Sangbang, so I can spare a few days.”
“brother... … .”
Yeon Moo Baek secretly looked at Yang Hwa.
After the fall of the three generals (Waryongjang, Baekjiajang, and Yangjiajang), Yeonjeokha and Yangjihwa became enemies, not brothers.
The Yeon and Baek clans had nothing to say because they had committed a crime against Yeon Jeok-ha, but the Yang clan was different.
Anger pierced the sky as the family collapsed just because of the in-laws.
In particular, Yeongamugwan is a military officer who was established with the support of Yang-hwa's maternal family.
From the perspective of Yeonmu Baek, it was difficult to raise his face in front of his wife.
just as expected?
When Yeon Jeok-ha's name was mentioned, frost fell on the gentle Yang-hwa's face.
“I only sent the package through the Cheonungpyo Bureau. Because he's not going to come anyway. If you do that, you have done everything you need to do.”
Hyeonmu Baek silently nodded his head.
right.
He's a guy who won't come even if you ask him to come.
No, it's a problem even if I come.
His wife was sharpening her sword, so she wouldn't hear anything good when she came.
Meanwhile, Yang-Hwa didn't say a word after Yeon Jeok-Ha's name came out.
As if the memories of his childhood were preserved, the family head closed the door and his family scattered.
It happened because he funded Waryongjang.
Just hearing the name of Yeonjeokha made my blood run backwards and my heart race.
As the atmosphere cooled, Yan Seung-baek quickly changed the topic.
“Oh, but there are rumors that Gwanju Jeong and Gwanju Shim are secretly attracting people. there is."
"People?"
Haze Bag frowned.
The governor of the blue dragon is Jeong O-ryang of Gwanil Island, and the ruler of the white tiger is Shim Yang-seop of Banwol-do.
So, in the end, it was said that the Blue Dragon and White Tigers were gathering people.
“I also found out by chance yesterday, but it didn’t sound like a rumor.”
“If you gather people in the countryside, they go there.”
“Hyung-nim, do you know anything about the Iron Blood Room?”
“Is there anyone in Luoyang who doesn’t know about Iron Blood Room?”
Iron Blood is the most powerful Sapa in Luoyang.
Originally, the ark was the lead god of the giant god.
However, he was deprived of the position of the ark by Jwa Yang-seon, the evil master, and became the deputy lord of the ark.
However, when the fight between Yu Myung-gyo and Cheonji-maeng started in earnest, Jwa Yang-seon went to Baekma Temple and the news was cut off.
He is currently in a state where only rumors that he is dead or that he has gone to the Myeongwang Church are rampant.
Now, Cheolhyeolbang is again revolving around Jooyeon-sin, the vice owner.
“It seems that Jeong Gwan-ju has connections in Cheolhyeolbang.”
"Networking?"
“I am acquainted with the death sword.”
“Death sword Lee Cheol-won?”
Hyeonmubaek's eyes widened slightly.
Lee Cheol-won was known as the head of Iron Blood and the right-hand man of Joo-shin.
After a moment of silence, Hyeonmubaek spoke calmly.
“Wouldn’t you know if a strong believer came? Death swords are no match for me. Moreover, there is Hocheonmyeong behind us. No matter how selfish the Sangvisi are, they won't get involved.”
“Is that right?”
Yeonseungbaek shook his head as if agreeing with him.
I threw it to change the atmosphere, but seeing the face of my sister-in-law coming and going, I feel like it worked.
Chapter 381 - It's as easy as breathing
Gu Chun-no also asked while taking a piece of grilled chicken that was served as a snack.
“How do you feel, Confucius?”
“I’m thinking whether to go or not. Anyway, the work is over. It's a bit regretful to just go back to Wudang Mountain."
“Is it okay if I visit with that face now?”
“It is like that again. Shall we not go?”
Old sim shook his head.
Looking at Yeon Jeok-ha's eyes, I could feel that he wanted to go, so he did nothing to oppose it.
“I think it would be okay to go to Yeonnamcheon in Oryonggung Palace. Who knows if we'll see them in their true form?”
"oh! Is that okay?”
At the words of old sim, I hit the opponent's knee.
Certainly, it seemed that ‘Yeonnamcheon of Ohryonggung’ would be better than ‘Yeonjeokha, the half-brother who destroyed Samjang’.
The important thing is to participate in the opening ceremony of Yeongamugwan, not who you go to.
To be honest, it also played a part that no one would welcome him if he revealed his true identity.
Seeing Yeonjeokha smiling brightly, Simtong smiled.
He said that he cut off ties with Mr. Yeon whenever he opened his mouth.
“Yeonmubaek seems to be using his head quite well. Now is a good time to heat whether it is military or breakwater.”
“Is that so?”
“Isn’t Gangho different from the Spring and Autumn Warring States period? The power of the political faction is weak, and the power of the famous religion is also weak. Anyone can expand their county and stand tall.”
“I heard and saw it. Still, I liked the point. Why are you bothering to set up a military officer?”
“Yeonmubaek is normal, and Confucius is strange.”
“Old Sim is also a runner, so why are you talking like that?”
“Hey, just like Confucius said, isn’t it a strange age to enter a coffin? It is different from Gongja, who is still in his prime. You cannot compare yourself to me.”
“I don’t know. I like to be able to play and eat comfortably.”
“Why do you learn sorcery from a shaman? We could just hang out at the inn.”
“I’m doing it because I don’t want to die from being hit by a famous cult. If it wasn’t for the famous school, I would have retired.”
Then old sim was irresistible.
That's what Yeonjeokha said.
Even if he hides, the world will eventually find him and bring him to fame.
'Pacheonma-kun (Green Forest Chef) will be the first to run.'
When you look at it like this, it doesn't seem like having great ability is just a good thing.
“Is it worth learning how to do?”
“Oh, everyone says I have talent. I even heard that he is a genius.”
“Are you Gongja?”
I looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with a old sim and a dumbfounded expression.
Yeonjeokha was unusually strong, but he was not a brilliant person.
“What are those eyes? You must have thought of me as an idiot, but I am not that kind of person.”
“Of course I am not an idiot. Isn't Confucius a genius too?”
As he stared at him with old sim, he turned his head away with a clear cough.
“Hmm, I don’t know. Maybe he had a talent for magic.”
“Ah, that can’t be. It's not that I don't know Confucius.”
Yeon Jeok-ha, whose pride was hurt by the words of old sim, raised his voice.
"know? What kind of person am I?”
“A common young man?”
“Damn it. You know me too well.”
After pouring the bittersweet wine into his mouth, he quietly set the glass down.
Looking at that, it seems that he was not angry, but was just being grumpy.
just as expected?
Yeonjeokha spoke in a soft voice.
“I find that a bit strange too. Surprisingly, the method of drinking is good. All you have to do is do what you are told to do. Sometimes it works even if you don't do what you're told to do.”
"omg! envious. They say that normal people shouldn’t do it because it’s a sorcery.”
“So tell me. 'Cause I'm surprised too Surely you've never built up magic power? However, his technique is better than that of masters who practiced asceticism all their lives. I don't know why.”
“Haha, I was also surprised today. Didn't you break the magic with words rather than spells? An old man named Baek Woo-seon is slowly paying attention to Confucius, and he feels relieved.”
“They say gong power and magic power are different, but I don’t know the difference.”
I looked at Yeonjeokha with heartache and envious eyes.
If the qigong of an unmanned person is physical power, the magician's magical power can be said to be mental power.
Therefore, ‘gong-power and magic power’ are completely different qualities, just like ‘water and oil’.
The unmanned people, including himself, were like that.
However, common sense does not apply to Yeonjeokha.
'I also train Gucheongi, but why does this only happen to the senior Confucius?'
It seems that the difference between ‘nine hundred characters’ and ‘three hundred characters’ is not the only one.
Unaware of the speed of his old sim, Yeon Jeok-ha continued to boast, not brag.
"I'm just going to be a sorcerer? I’m not exaggerating, it’s as easy as breathing.”
"her!"
Feeling deprived for some reason, Shimtong picked up the bottle of incense seolju and drank it in one gulp.
He also memorized several mantras just in case after he acquired the ‘Vajrapani’.
About a month ago, he even tried to exorcise (逐鬼) by catching a mad person as a test.
But he only had a sore mouth, but there was no effect.
No, on the contrary, I was even slapped on the cheek by a madman that day.
However, the magic trick works without any special effort to match. Just like breathing.
“So, how long will Confucius train in the Mudang sect?”
“At first, I was going to fill it up for three years, but I don’t think it’s necessary.”
“Well, since the technique is as easy as breathing, you should. When will you come out?”
“I’m thinking of coming down by summer at the latest. I have to keep my promise with the headmaster as soon as possible. I can't because it's inconvenient.”
"yes? What makes you uncomfortable?”
When he asked about his old sim, he remembered that he hadn't told him about the curse of the spirit.
“Ah, the swelling on your face. It's not because this is less detoxified. A deal like that because I was unknowingly under the command of a famous religious leader. I remember? Did I promise the leader that I would catch Baekduma-kun?”
"yes. Are you saying that was the spirit?”
“I guess so. Making bad things worse? Master tried to break this spell in his lifetime, but failed because it was too powerful. They say I voluntarily agreed to it, so I have to fulfill it to get it resolved.”
"her! I didn't think of it as a spirit at all. Wasn't it just a normal conversation?"
"It did. That's why you have to be careful about what you say when dealing with famous religious leaders. I learned a lot from this too.”
“It is terrifying. But why did you ask the Tang family to make a antidote?”
“The more drugs, the better.”
“Oh, is that so? Wouldn't it be cleaner to just kill it?"
“To kill someone ahead of time for a crime they haven’t committed yet? People can't do that.”
“Did Confucius always say that? You can't leave something unpleasant.”
“Ugh! that's what the saying is I've never killed anyone for anything like that.”
“It is, but… … . Anyway, I'm glad it wasn't because of the poison."
He looked at the young man's face with heartbreaking eyes.
It's just amazing that that terrible swelling is the result of the famous religious leader's words.
***
the first day of February.
Ha Nam.
Luoyang.
Goseong Village.
Goseongchon, which developed along the Nakhe River, a tributary of the Yellow River, is a fairly large village.
There were as many as two military officers, as well as flags and upper chambers.
If you include the Yeongamugwan, which will now open, there are three.
Existing military officials opposed, but the young governor of Yeongamugwan pushed ahead with the opening.
Early moning.
In the anchae of Yeongamugwan, this man and one woman sat facing each other.
She is the Waryong swordsman Yeon Mu-baek, his wife Yang Yi-hwa, and the second consecutive Seung-baek.
Yanghwa asked cautiously.
“Did they say they would come from the Blue Dragon and White Tigers?”
“Agree to do so. Don't expect to come and say anything nice.”
At Yeon Mu-baek’s words, Yeon Seung-baek said a word.
“Brother, there is nothing to listen to because it is said by the military attaché in the countryside.”
“You can’t listen. There would be knife strikes. I intend to listen with one ear and let it flow.”
Yeon Mu-baek and Yeon Seung-baek grew up to be quite seasoned warriors through the Jeongui-maeng and Cheonji-maeng.
Still, the youthful spirit was unavoidable, so I thought of fighting if words didn't work.
However, Yang-hwa, who has a soft nature, was different.
“Still, since it’s the same military officer, try solving it through dialogue. Miu, Gouni, and Hae-do are people who will live together in the same area. You can’t look down on people who are highly respected in the community.”
“Sister-in-law, we also want to solve the problem through dialogue. But this is a bowl fight. They and we are competitors, not collaborators.”
"still… … .”
“Leave it. Even if they came today, they wouldn't say congratulations. It's good if you don't mess around.”
Yeonmu Baek, who was listening to the conversation between his wife and brother, changed the topic.
“Seungbaek, didn’t Seolju say he would definitely come?”
“Yes, I heard that there is no urgent work at Haewon Sangbang, so I can spare a few days.”
“brother... … .”
Yeon Moo Baek secretly looked at Yang Hwa.
After the fall of the three generals (Waryongjang, Baekjiajang, and Yangjiajang), Yeonjeokha and Yangjihwa became enemies, not brothers.
The Yeon and Baek clans had nothing to say because they had committed a crime against Yeon Jeok-ha, but the Yang clan was different.
Anger pierced the sky as the family collapsed just because of the in-laws.
In particular, Yeongamugwan is a military officer who was established with the support of Yang-hwa's maternal family.
From the perspective of Yeonmu Baek, it was difficult to raise his face in front of his wife.
just as expected?
When Yeon Jeok-ha's name was mentioned, frost fell on the gentle Yang-hwa's face.
“I only sent the package through the Cheonungpyo Bureau. Because he's not going to come anyway. If you do that, you have done everything you need to do.”
Hyeonmu Baek silently nodded his head.
right.
He's a guy who won't come even if you ask him to come.
No, it's a problem even if I come.
His wife was sharpening her sword, so she wouldn't hear anything good when she came.
Meanwhile, Yang-Hwa didn't say a word after Yeon Jeok-Ha's name came out.
As if the memories of his childhood were preserved, the family head closed the door and his family scattered.
It happened because he funded Waryongjang.
Just hearing the name of Yeonjeokha made my blood run backwards and my heart race.
As the atmosphere cooled, Yan Seung-baek quickly changed the topic.
“Oh, but there are rumors that Gwanju Jeong and Gwanju Shim are secretly attracting people. there is."
"People?"
Haze Bag frowned.
The governor of the blue dragon is Jeong O-ryang of Gwanil Island, and the ruler of the white tiger is Shim Yang-seop of Banwol-do.
So, in the end, it was said that the Blue Dragon and White Tigers were gathering people.
“I also found out by chance yesterday, but it didn’t sound like a rumor.”
“If you gather people in the countryside, they go there.”
“Hyung-nim, do you know anything about the Iron Blood Room?”
“Is there anyone in Luoyang who doesn’t know about Iron Blood Room?”
Iron Blood is the most powerful Sapa in Luoyang.
Originally, the ark was the lead god of the giant god.
However, he was deprived of the position of the ark by Jwa Yang-seon, the evil master, and became the deputy lord of the ark.
However, when the fight between Yu Myung-gyo and Cheonji-maeng started in earnest, Jwa Yang-seon went to Baekma Temple and the news was cut off.
He is currently in a state where only rumors that he is dead or that he has gone to the Myeongwang Church are rampant.
Now, Cheolhyeolbang is again revolving around Jooyeon-sin, the vice owner.
“It seems that Jeong Gwan-ju has connections in Cheolhyeolbang.”
"Networking?"
“I am acquainted with the death sword.”
“Death sword Lee Cheol-won?”
Hyeonmubaek's eyes widened slightly.
Lee Cheol-won was known as the head of Iron Blood and the right-hand man of Joo-shin.
After a moment of silence, Hyeonmubaek spoke calmly.
“Wouldn’t you know if a strong believer came? Death swords are no match for me. Moreover, there is Hocheonmyeong behind us. No matter how selfish the Sangvisi are, they won't get involved.”
“Is that right?”
Yeonseungbaek shook his head as if agreeing with him.
I threw it to change the atmosphere, but seeing the face of my sister-in-law coming and going, I feel like it worked.
