A young man carrying a bamboo backpack on his back is trudging along.
A rival who left Ohryonggung.
A while ago, he received an order from a scholar from Sangcheong Palace to ‘immediately descend the mountain on the road to Namam Palace’.
I could tell without asking.
That he came from famous schools to the history of the founding of the country.
I hurriedly packed my things and escaped from the Oryong Palace as if running away.
It was not because of the fear of famous religions, but for the non-partisans who were bound by the ‘three-year contract’.
Habits are scary.
I didn't like luggage, so I learned the 'gongjin sword' and 'poryong sword' and unintentionally packed a bamboo backpack.
In the middle of the road, I thought, ‘Should I throw it away?’, but I decided to just keep it.
It was better to carry small pots and other trinkets.
Passing through the gorge of Namam Palace and arriving at the bottom of the mountain, the sun is already in mid-heaven.
A tributary of the Guanshan River could be seen in the distance.
While contemplating whether or not to cross the river, a growling sound came from inside the boat.
“Euggu! Come to think of it, I didn’t even eat breakfast.”
When I found the accreditation, I was looking around for, I moved on to it.
First of all, I want to solve the problem of eating.
As I approached the shabby house, I glanced at a man who was repairing farm equipment in the yard.
It seems uncomfortable when a stranger comes.
“Mister, is there a place to eat nearby?”
“I’m sorry, but there are no spots or guesthouses in our school village.”
"is it so? I haven't eaten breakfast, but I'm worried.”
He approached the man he was talking and looked at him blankly.
The man, who had been grooming the flail for a while, sighed lightly and said to Yeonjeokha.
“I have lunch soon, do you have any thoughts?”
“Oops, thank you for that.”
“By the way, what happened to that face? It's difficult if it's something like smallpox."
“Oh, this is a boil caused by taking the wrong medicine. If I had smallpox, I wouldn’t have been able to stay in the Oryong Palace.”
The rivalry secretly raised the Dragon Palace to its mouth.
It is to prove one's identity and the harmlessness of the boil.
The effect appeared immediately.
The dark man's complexion brightened at the word Ohryonggung.
This is because the Wudang Sect is a conduit that can be trusted and relied upon by the people around Wudang Mountain.
“Were you in the nonpartisan faction?”
Immediately, the way he spoke changed to polite.
It is not for nothing that there is a saying, “Buksung Shaolin Namjon Shaman.”
It was difficult for the people just to have a relationship with the non-partisan faction.
“I am a disciple of the Oryong Palace.”
"ah! You were a disciple of the Dragon Palace. I'm sorry I didn't know.”
The man who had been sitting on a piece of wood and chewing on it hurriedly stood up and greeted politely.
"are you okay. What is so great about being a disciple?”
Even as he said that, he laughed out loud.
I feel like I did well to become a non-partisan disciple when I was treated unexpectedly.
Before long, the man standing upright shouted toward the inside of the house.
“Hey wife! Hurry up and prepare some food! A non-partisan disciple has arrived!”
At the man's cry, the door slammed open.
Soon after, a middle-aged woman pouted her head through the crack in her door.
“Did you call me?”
“Because a non-partisan disciple came. Since you haven't eaten breakfast, he said let's have lunch a little earlier.”
The woman glanced at the jeokha and closed the door.
Soon after, a middle-aged woman and a teenage girl came out.
“My wife and daughter.”
At the introduction of the man, the middle-aged woman and the girl bowed silently and rushed into the kitchen.
Yeonjeokha, who had been responding by bowing her head, turned her head around with her puzzled face.
“Doctor? small group? What should I call you?”
“It’s not a guru.”
“In that case, please sit down here.”
The man pointed to the flat floor on one side of the yard.
She roughly put down the bamboo backpack she was carrying and sat down on the bench.
“By the way, what about your name?”
"It's called Yeonnamcheon."
“You were a bitch. This is the first time I have invited a non-partisan disciple to my home. haha!"
The man laughed heartily.
The villagers would be quite envious if they knew that she temporarily served a non-partisan disciple.
After a while, stir-fried pork, cheongchae, and fish soup came up on the table.
She said as the man pointed to the steaming fish soup.
“This is the fish I caught at Guanshanhe this morning. Please eat a lot.”
“Ah, yes.”
After that, the man continued to recommend side dishes to Yeon Jeok-ha.
She gobbled up her skipped breakfast like a man possessed.
Lim So-yi, a girl who was watching closely, asked a sneak peek.
“Did you say you were a disciple of Ohryonggung?”
"yes."
“I heard that Wulong Palace is famous for her magic. that's right?"
“I know.”
“Then you must have learned Yeon Sohyeopdo technique?”
“It was.”
“Can you show me one?”
Lim So-yi smiled and looked at Yeonnamcheon.
She looked like a vagabond passing by, so she stabbed him.
The naive father may believe that he is a non-partisan disciple, but he himself is not.
'There's no way the non-partisan faction would accept someone like that as a disciple!'
No matter how much I thought about the monstrous face, it didn't go well with the shaman group.
“I’ll eat and think about it.”
She was distracted from eating her rivalry and ignored Lim So-yi's request.
“Yes, yes.”
Lim So-yi snorted her snort into her as he tried to fool around.
'If I eat it, I'll just leave.'
She thought it was a lie and decided to cut her attention.
Lim So-yi, who had been chattering, closed her mouth, and her normal life soon became quiet.
After she finished her meal, she gulped down a cup of cool tea.
After filling her hungry stomach, the faces of the people who ate together came into view.
He looked around at the people with happy eyes.
Looking at the cute family, I think I know what everyday happiness is.
"I really enjoyed the meal. I'll be on my way.”
Yeonjeokha got up from his seat and lifted his backpack again.
Then her man, who had been sitting at her leisurely, jumped up at her and bowed at her waist.
“Oh, why don’t you rest longer before you go? If you have a chance, please stop by next time.”
“Yes, yes.”
It was when Yeon Jeok-ha answered dryly and just turned around.
Lim So-yi, who was pouting her lips with a disapproving face, finally said a word.
“Didn’t you say you were going to show me how to do it?”
"ah! You said you were thinking about it, right?"
The jeokha turned around again, but he couldn't come up with any tricks to show.
'What would you like?'
‘Byeokryeokbu’ is too destructive, and ‘Heukunbu’ is also terrifying.
It was not easy to find a technique suitable for their peaceful life.
As Yeon Jeok-ha's worries grew longer, her man laughed and said,
“Yeon So-hyup, it’s okay. Don't pay too much attention to the child's words. Soya, Taoism isn't something you can see at any time. Don’t bother Yeon Sohyeop for nothing.”
“Oh my! who said what? If you are busy, you can just go.”
Lim So-yi said condescendingly.
She didn't notice the sarcasm in her blunt talk.
Rather, her thoughts were fixed in the direction of 'Let's show something' to her father and daughter's conversation.
'yes!'
The tomb passed through my mind.
There was one technique that allowed them to leave naturally while showing off their dark side.
It is Neungun Soyo, the old type of nine thousand nine swords.
Recently, as the study of ‘folding technique’ and ‘Iggyeogeom’ deepened, confidence in ‘Nungwoon Soyo’ also increased.
'Oops. I don't have a sword.'
While thinking of something to replace the sword, the rivalry suddenly came up with the idea of a 'blue snake'.
If there are no teeth, it is gum; if there is no sword, it is a dagger.
I took out the government office from the arms of the enemy.
This is the first time since last year that I used it at Palmunpalsangjin, which is spread out on Mount Pungji.
At that time, a blue serpent with a length of thirty pieces (about 100 meters) appeared.
‘If that Imoogi shows up again on a day like today, I’ll show you some truly amazing tricks… … .’
wait?
Come to think of it, there is nothing that can't be done.
At that time, Cheongsa reacted to the sword of Cheondungeom.
When I thought of ‘one point infinity’ and ‘Poracheonji’, the ‘Cheongsa’ I was holding twitched.
Enlightenment is fleeting.
So far, the mystery of the 'Cheongsa' has been taken aback because I've been obsessed with Cheondungeom and the technique.
However, a simple desire to show the young girl something awakened the office building.
Gucheongi, which occurred in Danjeon, was transmitted to the government office through the small sanghyeol of the thumb.
Woo woo-.
The government office trembled and spewed out the sword.
Subsequently, seven-color scribes came out of the government building.
Is it because it has already been taken once?
Cheongsa woke up so easily that Yeonjeokha was embarrassed.
The government building, wrapped in seven-colored scribes, fluttered in the palm of the jeokha, as if begging him to let go.
He tossed the adjoining building into the air with all his might.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...
Cheongsa, which escaped from his hands, reconciled with a thirty-long blue serpent and soared into the sky of Changcheon.
Lim So-yi and the middle-aged couple's mouths opened wide.
It was surprising to see that the small dagger turned into an enormous serpent.
However, the Imoogi was just the beginning.
As if he were using a sword, he turned his sword blade once.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...
As if answering, the Imoogi roared and returned to Yeonjeokha.
"let's go! Good luck!”
Yeonjeokha leaped into the air and stepped on the Imoogi.
The blue serpent carried Yeonjeokha on its back and flew vigorously toward Gwansanha.
Im So-yi murmured as she stared blankly at the distant Yeonnamcheon.
“I’m not looking at anything wrong, am I?”
Instead of answering, her parents jumped up and bowed.
***
It was definitely 'Neungwoon Soyo'.
As soon as I crossed the Gwansan River, the government building slid down to the ground as if my strength was exhausted.
Just before the ship of the serpentine Imoogi hit the ground, it lightly jumped off.
Then, as if he had waited, the Imoogi returned to its dagger.
He pulled the government building—which was flying as if skimming the ground—with a folding technique.
As soon as the office building was in my hands, I looked around.
It looks like a dagger from the outside, but I don't know how the Imoogi got into it.
“Lu Dongbin’s technique is amazing.”
She's done something she couldn't even make sense of, so it's just admirable.
After crossing the river, the rivals headed for Sipeon.
He is in order to hear information about the Baekdu horse army, Jeokwolgong Chiesan.
Even non-partisans were not informed of the promise with the famous religious leader, so they could not receive any help.
***
Hu Guang Province (Hubei Province).
Cover your head with bamboo ribs As you can see, a man appeared at the gate.
He attached himself to the tails of the merchants, and immediately after passing through the city gates, he went straight to the main street.
After walking for a long time, he lifted the bamboo rib with his hand as if his vision was blocked and he was frustrated.
His face was swollen as if he had been stung by a bee.
In the distance, you can see a sign that reads ‘Siplimiju’.
After using the bamboo rib again, he walked diligently toward ‘Simni-miju’.
'Sister, I'm not doing this to drink alcohol.'
If you want to hear rumors, Juru or Giru are the best.
Just for that reason.
It wasn't because I missed the alcohol I couldn't drink at the Ohryonggung.
There were many empty seats at Juru, like it was early evening.
He went to an empty seat by the window, put down his backpack and sat down in a chair.
The young Jeomsoi, who had rushed over, asked.
“Guest, what would you like?”
“Take ten bottles of incense wine. Mainly chicken for side dishes. Oh, and don’t forget the blueberries.”
“There are Gungbo account and Gahyang gulgye. Shall we bring them all?”
“Okay, bring them all.”
“Yes, yes.”
Jeom So-yi returned with a happy face.
Although he couldn't see his face because it was covered in bamboo, it was clear that he was a big deal with that level of order.
Because there were not many customers, the dishes we ordered came out quickly.
He passed the time by making his own consonant sounds.
Had I emptied about five bottles of incense wine?
The darkness outside the window darkened and the empty Juru was filled with customers.
A young man carrying a bamboo backpack on his back is trudging along.
A rival who left Ohryonggung.
A while ago, he received an order from a scholar from Sangcheong Palace to ‘immediately descend the mountain on the road to Namam Palace’.
I could tell without asking.
That he came from famous schools to the history of the founding of the country.
I hurriedly packed my things and escaped from the Oryong Palace as if running away.
It was not because of the fear of famous religions, but for the non-partisans who were bound by the ‘three-year contract’.
Habits are scary.
I didn't like luggage, so I learned the 'gongjin sword' and 'poryong sword' and unintentionally packed a bamboo backpack.
In the middle of the road, I thought, ‘Should I throw it away?’, but I decided to just keep it.
It was better to carry small pots and other trinkets.
Passing through the gorge of Namam Palace and arriving at the bottom of the mountain, the sun is already in mid-heaven.
A tributary of the Guanshan River could be seen in the distance.
While contemplating whether or not to cross the river, a growling sound came from inside the boat.
“Euggu! Come to think of it, I didn’t even eat breakfast.”
When I found the accreditation, I was looking around for, I moved on to it.
First of all, I want to solve the problem of eating.
As I approached the shabby house, I glanced at a man who was repairing farm equipment in the yard.
It seems uncomfortable when a stranger comes.
“Mister, is there a place to eat nearby?”
“I’m sorry, but there are no spots or guesthouses in our school village.”
"is it so? I haven't eaten breakfast, but I'm worried.”
He approached the man he was talking and looked at him blankly.
The man, who had been grooming the flail for a while, sighed lightly and said to Yeonjeokha.
“I have lunch soon, do you have any thoughts?”
“Oops, thank you for that.”
“By the way, what happened to that face? It's difficult if it's something like smallpox."
“Oh, this is a boil caused by taking the wrong medicine. If I had smallpox, I wouldn’t have been able to stay in the Oryong Palace.”
The rivalry secretly raised the Dragon Palace to its mouth.
It is to prove one's identity and the harmlessness of the boil.
The effect appeared immediately.
The dark man's complexion brightened at the word Ohryonggung.
This is because the Wudang Sect is a conduit that can be trusted and relied upon by the people around Wudang Mountain.
“Were you in the nonpartisan faction?”
Immediately, the way he spoke changed to polite.
It is not for nothing that there is a saying, “Buksung Shaolin Namjon Shaman.”
It was difficult for the people just to have a relationship with the non-partisan faction.
“I am a disciple of the Oryong Palace.”
"ah! You were a disciple of the Dragon Palace. I'm sorry I didn't know.”
The man who had been sitting on a piece of wood and chewing on it hurriedly stood up and greeted politely.
"are you okay. What is so great about being a disciple?”
Even as he said that, he laughed out loud.
I feel like I did well to become a non-partisan disciple when I was treated unexpectedly.
Before long, the man standing upright shouted toward the inside of the house.
“Hey wife! Hurry up and prepare some food! A non-partisan disciple has arrived!”
At the man's cry, the door slammed open.
Soon after, a middle-aged woman pouted her head through the crack in her door.
“Did you call me?”
“Because a non-partisan disciple came. Since you haven't eaten breakfast, he said let's have lunch a little earlier.”
The woman glanced at the jeokha and closed the door.
Soon after, a middle-aged woman and a teenage girl came out.
“My wife and daughter.”
At the introduction of the man, the middle-aged woman and the girl bowed silently and rushed into the kitchen.
Yeonjeokha, who had been responding by bowing her head, turned her head around with her puzzled face.
“Doctor? small group? What should I call you?”
“It’s not a guru.”
“In that case, please sit down here.”
The man pointed to the flat floor on one side of the yard.
She roughly put down the bamboo backpack she was carrying and sat down on the bench.
“By the way, what about your name?”
"It's called Yeonnamcheon."
“You were a bitch. This is the first time I have invited a non-partisan disciple to my home. haha!"
The man laughed heartily.
The villagers would be quite envious if they knew that she temporarily served a non-partisan disciple.
After a while, stir-fried pork, cheongchae, and fish soup came up on the table.
She said as the man pointed to the steaming fish soup.
“This is the fish I caught at Guanshanhe this morning. Please eat a lot.”
“Ah, yes.”
After that, the man continued to recommend side dishes to Yeon Jeok-ha.
She gobbled up her skipped breakfast like a man possessed.
Lim So-yi, a girl who was watching closely, asked a sneak peek.
“Did you say you were a disciple of Ohryonggung?”
"yes."
“I heard that Wulong Palace is famous for her magic. that's right?"
“I know.”
“Then you must have learned Yeon Sohyeopdo technique?”
“It was.”
“Can you show me one?”
Lim So-yi smiled and looked at Yeonnamcheon.
She looked like a vagabond passing by, so she stabbed him.
The naive father may believe that he is a non-partisan disciple, but he himself is not.
'There's no way the non-partisan faction would accept someone like that as a disciple!'
No matter how much I thought about the monstrous face, it didn't go well with the shaman group.
“I’ll eat and think about it.”
She was distracted from eating her rivalry and ignored Lim So-yi's request.
“Yes, yes.”
Lim So-yi snorted her snort into her as he tried to fool around.
'If I eat it, I'll just leave.'
She thought it was a lie and decided to cut her attention.
Lim So-yi, who had been chattering, closed her mouth, and her normal life soon became quiet.
After she finished her meal, she gulped down a cup of cool tea.
After filling her hungry stomach, the faces of the people who ate together came into view.
He looked around at the people with happy eyes.
Looking at the cute family, I think I know what everyday happiness is.
"I really enjoyed the meal. I'll be on my way.”
Yeonjeokha got up from his seat and lifted his backpack again.
Then her man, who had been sitting at her leisurely, jumped up at her and bowed at her waist.
“Oh, why don’t you rest longer before you go? If you have a chance, please stop by next time.”
“Yes, yes.”
It was when Yeon Jeok-ha answered dryly and just turned around.
Lim So-yi, who was pouting her lips with a disapproving face, finally said a word.
“Didn’t you say you were going to show me how to do it?”
"ah! You said you were thinking about it, right?"
The jeokha turned around again, but he couldn't come up with any tricks to show.
'What would you like?'
‘Byeokryeokbu’ is too destructive, and ‘Heukunbu’ is also terrifying.
It was not easy to find a technique suitable for their peaceful life.
As Yeon Jeok-ha's worries grew longer, her man laughed and said,
“Yeon So-hyup, it’s okay. Don't pay too much attention to the child's words. Soya, Taoism isn't something you can see at any time. Don’t bother Yeon Sohyeop for nothing.”
“Oh my! who said what? If you are busy, you can just go.”
Lim So-yi said condescendingly.
She didn't notice the sarcasm in her blunt talk.
Rather, her thoughts were fixed in the direction of 'Let's show something' to her father and daughter's conversation.
'yes!'
The tomb passed through my mind.
There was one technique that allowed them to leave naturally while showing off their dark side.
It is Neungun Soyo, the old type of nine thousand nine swords.
Recently, as the study of ‘folding technique’ and ‘Iggyeogeom’ deepened, confidence in ‘Nungwoon Soyo’ also increased.
'Oops. I don't have a sword.'
While thinking of something to replace the sword, the rivalry suddenly came up with the idea of a 'blue snake'.
If there are no teeth, it is gum; if there is no sword, it is a dagger.
I took out the government office from the arms of the enemy.
This is the first time since last year that I used it at Palmunpalsangjin, which is spread out on Mount Pungji.
At that time, a blue serpent with a length of thirty pieces (about 100 meters) appeared.
‘If that Imoogi shows up again on a day like today, I’ll show you some truly amazing tricks… … .’
wait?
Come to think of it, there is nothing that can't be done.
At that time, Cheongsa reacted to the sword of Cheondungeom.
When I thought of ‘one point infinity’ and ‘Poracheonji’, the ‘Cheongsa’ I was holding twitched.
Enlightenment is fleeting.
So far, the mystery of the 'Cheongsa' has been taken aback because I've been obsessed with Cheondungeom and the technique.
However, a simple desire to show the young girl something awakened the office building.
Gucheongi, which occurred in Danjeon, was transmitted to the government office through the small sanghyeol of the thumb.
Woo woo-.
The government office trembled and spewed out the sword.
Subsequently, seven-color scribes came out of the government building.
Is it because it has already been taken once?
Cheongsa woke up so easily that Yeonjeokha was embarrassed.
The government building, wrapped in seven-colored scribes, fluttered in the palm of the jeokha, as if begging him to let go.
He tossed the adjoining building into the air with all his might.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...
Cheongsa, which escaped from his hands, reconciled with a thirty-long blue serpent and soared into the sky of Changcheon.
Lim So-yi and the middle-aged couple's mouths opened wide.
It was surprising to see that the small dagger turned into an enormous serpent.
However, the Imoogi was just the beginning.
As if he were using a sword, he turned his sword blade once.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...
As if answering, the Imoogi roared and returned to Yeonjeokha.
"let's go! Good luck!”
Yeonjeokha leaped into the air and stepped on the Imoogi.
The blue serpent carried Yeonjeokha on its back and flew vigorously toward Gwansanha.
Im So-yi murmured as she stared blankly at the distant Yeonnamcheon.
“I’m not looking at anything wrong, am I?”
Instead of answering, her parents jumped up and bowed.
***
It was definitely 'Neungwoon Soyo'.
As soon as I crossed the Gwansan River, the government building slid down to the ground as if my strength was exhausted.
Just before the ship of the serpentine Imoogi hit the ground, it lightly jumped off.
Then, as if he had waited, the Imoogi returned to its dagger.
He pulled the government building—which was flying as if skimming the ground—with a folding technique.
As soon as the office building was in my hands, I looked around.
It looks like a dagger from the outside, but I don't know how the Imoogi got into it.
“Lu Dongbin’s technique is amazing.”
She's done something she couldn't even make sense of, so it's just admirable.
After crossing the river, the rivals headed for Sipeon.
He is in order to hear information about the Baekdu horse army, Jeokwolgong Chiesan.
Even non-partisans were not informed of the promise with the famous religious leader, so they could not receive any help.
***
Hu Guang Province (Hubei Province).
Cover your head with bamboo ribs As you can see, a man appeared at the gate.
He attached himself to the tails of the merchants, and immediately after passing through the city gates, he went straight to the main street.
After walking for a long time, he lifted the bamboo rib with his hand as if his vision was blocked and he was frustrated.
His face was swollen as if he had been stung by a bee.
In the distance, you can see a sign that reads ‘Siplimiju’.
After using the bamboo rib again, he walked diligently toward ‘Simni-miju’.
'Sister, I'm not doing this to drink alcohol.'
If you want to hear rumors, Juru or Giru are the best.
Just for that reason.
It wasn't because I missed the alcohol I couldn't drink at the Ohryonggung.
There were many empty seats at Juru, like it was early evening.
He went to an empty seat by the window, put down his backpack and sat down in a chair.
The young Jeomsoi, who had rushed over, asked.
“Guest, what would you like?”
“Take ten bottles of incense wine. Mainly chicken for side dishes. Oh, and don’t forget the blueberries.”
“There are Gungbo account and Gahyang gulgye. Shall we bring them all?”
“Okay, bring them all.”
“Yes, yes.”
Jeom So-yi returned with a happy face.
Although he couldn't see his face because it was covered in bamboo, it was clear that he was a big deal with that level of order.
Because there were not many customers, the dishes we ordered came out quickly.
He passed the time by making his own consonant sounds.
Had I emptied about five bottles of incense wine?
The darkness outside the window darkened and the empty Juru was filled with customers.
