Chapter 513 - Pigs can be cursed at
Jang Cheon-se's position of 'Podium' may have come to mind because he was at the bottom of the sect.
Then he looked a little pitiful.
However, he had no intention of simply forgiving the person who jumped at him to kill.
He said with a cold face pretending to be a rival.
“So you have nothing to give in exchange for sparing your life? As a disciple of Jongmoon? Think carefully. They said that no matter how poor you are, thieves will steal something.”
Yeonjeokha, a native of green forest, calmed down and comforted the other person as he did in the past mountaineering.
Zhang Tianse realized that he could not escape with his bare mouth.
It was an atmosphere where you had to give something to live.
I don't know why the fight to die and die has become so degenerate, but it wasn't a bad thing from his point of view.
“I have thirty gold coins.”
He tried to say anything at once.
Thirty nyang of gold was all property in hand.
The disciples of the clan treasure Yeongji's ancestors more than money, but that's all they can give.
He hoped that the other person would not be angry, but he heard an unexpected answer.
"good. That's great.”
even great
Jang Cheon-se thought he heard it wrong.
“Will I really be able to do that?”
“I’ll only watch this once. Next time, if you raise a knife for the same reason, you know?”
Yeonjeokha widened his eyes as if threatening.
Jang Cheon-se let out a deep sigh at the feeling of contempt.
He is receiving threats in a place like this that he has never received even from Jongmoon's disciples.
It is pitiful to the extent that his situation is pitiful.
"there is no answer?"
When the young man's attitude became crooked again, Zhang Cheonse made a hasty promise.
“I will never do that.”
He looks much younger than himself, but he is already a genius who has reached the stage of ‘Yeonheo’.
I didn't even feel like revenge or anything.
He is also a ‘dandan composition’ who is attracting attention in his own way in the Tiantai sect, but his opponent is already ‘Yeonheo’.
He is a genius beyond compare.
'I'm sure he's a disciple of the sect.'
The good thing is that his heart doesn't look cruel.
Disciples of the sect compete for life.
If ordinary people fight for career advancement and success, disciples of sects fight to become sectarians.
Becoming a servant is not the end.
When you become a servant and open the 'door of heaven', you become a 'god to rise', and from then on, a more terrifying competition begins.
Aside from the world of the gods, 'God of Prosperity' was a subject of competition for the disciples of the sect, even the alumni.
How could he be lenient towards disciples of other schools when his alumni are also fighting and killing each other?
It was a daily occurrence to kill other clans and plunder the 'Yeongji Seoncho' or 'Dharma'.
Of course, that's why you might suspect revenge.
But that's what you do while looking at your opponent.
Pointing a sword at a disciple from another sect who achieved ‘Yeonheo’ at a young age?
As much as possible, going unnoticed by him is the shortcut to longevity, but how could that be!
Jang Cheon-se looked at the young man with warm eyes.
Seeing sincerity in his opponent's eyes, he snapped his fingers.
Fur, fur, puck-.
Jang Chun-se flinched at the rough searing.
He stretched out his hand towards him.
Jang Chun-se, who was looking down at the young man's hands in a daze, exclaimed, "Ah!" and took out a leather pouch from his bosom.
He looked at his pocket with wistful eyes and placed it on the young man's palm.
It was not that difficult for a disciple of the sect to obtain thirty pieces of gold.
“Can I go now?”
Jang Cheon-se slowly looked at the young man's eyes.
It's because you can only take money and use it to live.
In fact, there were many disciples of the sect who tricked him into thinking that he would save them and killed them after being stripped of their hair.
“Come on, let’s not meet again.”
“So it is.”
After speaking, Jang Chun-se took a step back and disappeared into the forest like the wind.
Yeonjeokha ‘tsk tsk’ and clicked his tongue.
He was a strong man with a timid and timid appearance.
Unlike him, Gong Ji-seop and his crew were shocked by the human appearance of the disciple of the sect, seeing them for the first time.
Gong Ji-seop, the leader of the group, muttered.
“I knew it first. When a disciple of the clan runs away, it's just like a normal person... … .”
Then Gong Ji-yu answered.
“This is the first time I have ever seen a disciple of the Jongmoon up close. If I go back and tell them, no one will believe me, will they?”
The crew members nodded.
A young man in his early twenties who rose to the 'Yeonheo', subdued the disciple of the sect of the 'Podium' and got the money?
Even if I told Moonju, he would dismiss it as nonsense.
Even so, he couldn't dare to ask his rival to show his sword skills.
Gong Ji-seop suddenly said to the members.
“Today's work must be done with what only we know. Do not tell the Lord Moon or even his family. You don't have to tell me why, do you know?"
Gong Ji-sub's finger pointed at Jung Woo-saeng.
Members of the team shook their heads when they thought of the ‘longevity immortality bear’.
After a while, Gong Ji-seop and his party left the waterfall and moved quickly.
Fearing that they might get entangled with the disciples of the sect, they persevered and ran diligently even when it was difficult.
around dusk.
Gong Ji-seop and his party prepared for camping in the forest.
As they were further away from the center, the danger of wild beasts was less, so everyone had a comfortable face.
In the vast vacant lot in the middle of the forest, there were traces of being used as a campsite.
I was assigned a seat with the flattest floor and the most comfortable seat.
He was used to being treated well, so he did not decline.
Jung Woo-saeng roasted the wild boar he had hunted over a bonfire.
As the savory smell spread, people gathered around the bonfire one by one.
Gong Ji-yu, who had been gulping and glaring at him, glanced around him and said.
“But I don’t know if it’s okay to smoke like this? It doesn't matter since the beast will be 'vegetable level' anyway, but what if another sect disciple appears?”
“There is a Yeonsohyeop, what’s the problem?”
Gong Ji-seob's carefree answer made Gong Ji-yu frown.
The realm of Yeonjeokha, which I learned thanks to Jang Cheonse, is ‘Yeonheo’.
In the eyes of ordinary people, it can be said that it is a celestial world.
But when you enter the temple gate, the story changes.
In the school gate, ‘Yeonheo’ is only the second step from the bottom.
That means that there are a lot of masters of the sect that are stronger than Yeonjeokha.
Gong Ji-yu held back the words even though the words got to her throat.
It's because I didn't want to dare to argue, 'It's okay or it's not okay' in front of the younger brother.
After a while, she cut off a piece of flesh from the well-ripe part and held it out to Yeonjeokha.
“Yeon Sohyeop, try it.”
"thank you."
After receiving the meat and greeting Yeon Jeok-ha, Jung Woo-saeng smiled and said a few words.
“No, I killed and roasted a wild boar, but why did Sister Gong come out and say hello?”
“What are you arguing about? Anyway, I saw that Hyungwon Jung caught Yeon Sohyeop.”
“… … .”
Jung Woo-saeng broke through the bonfire with a puzzled face.
At that time, Gong Ji-seop took out salt from her arms and held it out to Yeonjeok-ha, sighing.
“You guys, you should have given salt. Bored, just tell me how to eat. Tsk tsk!”
When Yeon Jeok-ha accepted her salt and thanked her, Gong Ji-seop grinned.
Some brought water, others secretly hid liquor.
They took and ate whatever the people in the family gave them.
After a while, tiredness set in, and Yeonjeokha went back to bed early.
As I lay down on the floor, three moons came in.
Not two, but three.
Every time I look at the moon in the night sky, I am aware that this is the ‘sky of kings’.
'Where is my sister?'
First of all, it is relieved to confirm that humans can live in the ‘Heaven of Kings’.
But that's all.
The 'Heaven of Kings' was unimaginably wide.
Finding Namgung-yeon, in a place like this was like finding a needle on the beach.
In that respect, the Eighthwangsinmo was grateful.
Something that even Gu-ju and Han San-ju knew about.
'She's a mess because the witch told her where to go.'
If she came to 'Heaven of Kings' without any information, she would have been horrendous indeed.
On the other hand, the members did not leave the bonfire area despite their tired faces.
It is only natural that he even got the gallbladder of the ‘Cheonnyeon Hwaryeong Jeokji’ and the ‘longevity immortality bear’.
I was on the verge of dying during the day, but that was long gone from my head.
They chattered about what to do with the money.
When the conversation stopped after pouring out a lot of wishes, someone said quietly.
“By the way, who is the Yeonsohyup? It may seem like a disciple of the clan, or it may not.”
"I know. If you look at the swordsman, he is a disciple of the sect... … .”
“It’s not you.”
“Of course not! You don't know as much about the clan as we do. If you're a member of the sect, there's no way that's the case."
As the voice grew a bit, leader Gong Ji-seop, who had been listening silently, stepped out.
"quiet. Why do they make so much noise at night? I must have forgotten where this is, but the place where we are is the Cheongwan Mountain Range. In other words, it is a place where not only wild beasts but also disciples of the clan come and go. Knowing who Yeon Sohyeop is, what do you do? Are you a sectarian? Everyone stop talking and go to sleep. Don't disturb Yeon So-hyeop while he's resting.”
People could not refute the sharp point of the leader.
It's as Gong Ji-seop said.
Actually, it didn't matter who he was.
In the Cheonguan Mountains, he saved their lives and accompanies them.
Not knowing more than that might be medicine.
The people who regained their senses at Gong Ji-seop's nagging went to bed one by one.
Gong Ji-yu, who remained until the end, said something to her brother.
“Brother, that's true, but don't be too scolding. Swear at me later.”
“It’s Jiyu.”
"what?"
Gong Ji-yu was slightly nervous at his brother's heavy voice, which was different from usual.
“Do you know how old I am?”
“Twenty-eight. Are you afraid that I, the younger brother, will not know that?”
“The age limit for ‘Biseunggwahae (飛昇過海, a test to see talent and enlightenment)’, which selects disciples from the Soyojong, is twenty-five. Three years have already passed for me.”
“… … .”
Gong Ji-yu seemed to have a vague idea of his brother's feelings.
From the age of 20, he challenged the "Biseungwahae", but was not selected and passed his age.
“You can take a bite. Pigs like us.”
At Gong Ji-seob's self-torture, Gong Ji-yu let out a long sigh.
He seems to have been hurt when he saw Jang Cheon-se, who was the same age as him, and Yeonjeok-ha, who was young.
‘Pig’ was a word that ordinary soldiers used to demean their situation.
If you enter the sect, you will become a superior being.
You can be born again.
It was a long time ago that I casually mentioned ‘Wonyeong’ and ‘Dokyo’, but in fact it is not.
‘Wonyoung’ lives another 300 years, and ‘Dokyo’ lives another 900 years.
If you become a 'sage', you will live another thousand years, so it's hard to call it a human being.
That's all.
If you become a 'jongsa', your lifespan will increase by 3,000 years, and it is no different from half-seon (半仙).
Compared to that, human life was shabby.
Ordinary people are satisfied with their current lives, but unmanned people are not.
They wished to become disciples of the sect in order to change their destiny.
But the gate of the sect is narrow.
The warriors who could not pass through that narrow gate called themselves ‘pigs’.
Gong Ji-yu, who shook her head excitedly, stood up from her seat.
Since the sound of ‘pig’ came out of his brother’s mouth, it was wrong to sleep next to him.
Gong Ji-yu, who was quietly looking around, saw Yeon Jeok-ha.
But what else is this?
He, who is in the state of 'Yeonheo', was looking up at the moon with a gloomy face like a brother.
Gong Ji-yu sneaked closer to her.
“What are you looking at?”
“It’s the moon.”
“How is the moon?”
“There are too many.”
“Foot!”
Gong Ji-yu couldn't help but laugh at the unexpected answer.
Are there too many moons?
It's the first time I've ever heard such an absurd sound.
Chapter 513 - Pigs can be cursed at
Jang Cheon-se's position of 'Podium' may have come to mind because he was at the bottom of the sect.
Then he looked a little pitiful.
However, he had no intention of simply forgiving the person who jumped at him to kill.
He said with a cold face pretending to be a rival.
“So you have nothing to give in exchange for sparing your life? As a disciple of Jongmoon? Think carefully. They said that no matter how poor you are, thieves will steal something.”
Yeonjeokha, a native of green forest, calmed down and comforted the other person as he did in the past mountaineering.
Zhang Tianse realized that he could not escape with his bare mouth.
It was an atmosphere where you had to give something to live.
I don't know why the fight to die and die has become so degenerate, but it wasn't a bad thing from his point of view.
“I have thirty gold coins.”
He tried to say anything at once.
Thirty nyang of gold was all property in hand.
The disciples of the clan treasure Yeongji's ancestors more than money, but that's all they can give.
He hoped that the other person would not be angry, but he heard an unexpected answer.
"good. That's great.”
even great
Jang Cheon-se thought he heard it wrong.
“Will I really be able to do that?”
“I’ll only watch this once. Next time, if you raise a knife for the same reason, you know?”
Yeonjeokha widened his eyes as if threatening.
Jang Cheon-se let out a deep sigh at the feeling of contempt.
He is receiving threats in a place like this that he has never received even from Jongmoon's disciples.
It is pitiful to the extent that his situation is pitiful.
"there is no answer?"
When the young man's attitude became crooked again, Zhang Cheonse made a hasty promise.
“I will never do that.”
He looks much younger than himself, but he is already a genius who has reached the stage of ‘Yeonheo’.
I didn't even feel like revenge or anything.
He is also a ‘dandan composition’ who is attracting attention in his own way in the Tiantai sect, but his opponent is already ‘Yeonheo’.
He is a genius beyond compare.
'I'm sure he's a disciple of the sect.'
The good thing is that his heart doesn't look cruel.
Disciples of the sect compete for life.
If ordinary people fight for career advancement and success, disciples of sects fight to become sectarians.
Becoming a servant is not the end.
When you become a servant and open the 'door of heaven', you become a 'god to rise', and from then on, a more terrifying competition begins.
Aside from the world of the gods, 'God of Prosperity' was a subject of competition for the disciples of the sect, even the alumni.
How could he be lenient towards disciples of other schools when his alumni are also fighting and killing each other?
It was a daily occurrence to kill other clans and plunder the 'Yeongji Seoncho' or 'Dharma'.
Of course, that's why you might suspect revenge.
But that's what you do while looking at your opponent.
Pointing a sword at a disciple from another sect who achieved ‘Yeonheo’ at a young age?
As much as possible, going unnoticed by him is the shortcut to longevity, but how could that be!
Jang Cheon-se looked at the young man with warm eyes.
Seeing sincerity in his opponent's eyes, he snapped his fingers.
Fur, fur, puck-.
Jang Chun-se flinched at the rough searing.
He stretched out his hand towards him.
Jang Chun-se, who was looking down at the young man's hands in a daze, exclaimed, "Ah!" and took out a leather pouch from his bosom.
He looked at his pocket with wistful eyes and placed it on the young man's palm.
It was not that difficult for a disciple of the sect to obtain thirty pieces of gold.
“Can I go now?”
Jang Cheon-se slowly looked at the young man's eyes.
It's because you can only take money and use it to live.
In fact, there were many disciples of the sect who tricked him into thinking that he would save them and killed them after being stripped of their hair.
“Come on, let’s not meet again.”
“So it is.”
After speaking, Jang Chun-se took a step back and disappeared into the forest like the wind.
Yeonjeokha ‘tsk tsk’ and clicked his tongue.
He was a strong man with a timid and timid appearance.
Unlike him, Gong Ji-seop and his crew were shocked by the human appearance of the disciple of the sect, seeing them for the first time.
Gong Ji-seop, the leader of the group, muttered.
“I knew it first. When a disciple of the clan runs away, it's just like a normal person... … .”
Then Gong Ji-yu answered.
“This is the first time I have ever seen a disciple of the Jongmoon up close. If I go back and tell them, no one will believe me, will they?”
The crew members nodded.
A young man in his early twenties who rose to the 'Yeonheo', subdued the disciple of the sect of the 'Podium' and got the money?
Even if I told Moonju, he would dismiss it as nonsense.
Even so, he couldn't dare to ask his rival to show his sword skills.
Gong Ji-seop suddenly said to the members.
“Today's work must be done with what only we know. Do not tell the Lord Moon or even his family. You don't have to tell me why, do you know?"
Gong Ji-sub's finger pointed at Jung Woo-saeng.
Members of the team shook their heads when they thought of the ‘longevity immortality bear’.
After a while, Gong Ji-seop and his party left the waterfall and moved quickly.
Fearing that they might get entangled with the disciples of the sect, they persevered and ran diligently even when it was difficult.
around dusk.
Gong Ji-seop and his party prepared for camping in the forest.
As they were further away from the center, the danger of wild beasts was less, so everyone had a comfortable face.
In the vast vacant lot in the middle of the forest, there were traces of being used as a campsite.
I was assigned a seat with the flattest floor and the most comfortable seat.
He was used to being treated well, so he did not decline.
Jung Woo-saeng roasted the wild boar he had hunted over a bonfire.
As the savory smell spread, people gathered around the bonfire one by one.
Gong Ji-yu, who had been gulping and glaring at him, glanced around him and said.
“But I don’t know if it’s okay to smoke like this? It doesn't matter since the beast will be 'vegetable level' anyway, but what if another sect disciple appears?”
“There is a Yeonsohyeop, what’s the problem?”
Gong Ji-seob's carefree answer made Gong Ji-yu frown.
The realm of Yeonjeokha, which I learned thanks to Jang Cheonse, is ‘Yeonheo’.
In the eyes of ordinary people, it can be said that it is a celestial world.
But when you enter the temple gate, the story changes.
In the school gate, ‘Yeonheo’ is only the second step from the bottom.
That means that there are a lot of masters of the sect that are stronger than Yeonjeokha.
Gong Ji-yu held back the words even though the words got to her throat.
It's because I didn't want to dare to argue, 'It's okay or it's not okay' in front of the younger brother.
After a while, she cut off a piece of flesh from the well-ripe part and held it out to Yeonjeokha.
“Yeon Sohyeop, try it.”
"thank you."
After receiving the meat and greeting Yeon Jeok-ha, Jung Woo-saeng smiled and said a few words.
“No, I killed and roasted a wild boar, but why did Sister Gong come out and say hello?”
“What are you arguing about? Anyway, I saw that Hyungwon Jung caught Yeon Sohyeop.”
“… … .”
Jung Woo-saeng broke through the bonfire with a puzzled face.
At that time, Gong Ji-seop took out salt from her arms and held it out to Yeonjeok-ha, sighing.
“You guys, you should have given salt. Bored, just tell me how to eat. Tsk tsk!”
When Yeon Jeok-ha accepted her salt and thanked her, Gong Ji-seop grinned.
Some brought water, others secretly hid liquor.
They took and ate whatever the people in the family gave them.
After a while, tiredness set in, and Yeonjeokha went back to bed early.
As I lay down on the floor, three moons came in.
Not two, but three.
Every time I look at the moon in the night sky, I am aware that this is the ‘sky of kings’.
'Where is my sister?'
First of all, it is relieved to confirm that humans can live in the ‘Heaven of Kings’.
But that's all.
The 'Heaven of Kings' was unimaginably wide.
Finding Namgung-yeon, in a place like this was like finding a needle on the beach.
In that respect, the Eighthwangsinmo was grateful.
Something that even Gu-ju and Han San-ju knew about.
'She's a mess because the witch told her where to go.'
If she came to 'Heaven of Kings' without any information, she would have been horrendous indeed.
On the other hand, the members did not leave the bonfire area despite their tired faces.
It is only natural that he even got the gallbladder of the ‘Cheonnyeon Hwaryeong Jeokji’ and the ‘longevity immortality bear’.
I was on the verge of dying during the day, but that was long gone from my head.
They chattered about what to do with the money.
When the conversation stopped after pouring out a lot of wishes, someone said quietly.
“By the way, who is the Yeonsohyup? It may seem like a disciple of the clan, or it may not.”
"I know. If you look at the swordsman, he is a disciple of the sect... … .”
“It’s not you.”
“Of course not! You don't know as much about the clan as we do. If you're a member of the sect, there's no way that's the case."
As the voice grew a bit, leader Gong Ji-seop, who had been listening silently, stepped out.
"quiet. Why do they make so much noise at night? I must have forgotten where this is, but the place where we are is the Cheongwan Mountain Range. In other words, it is a place where not only wild beasts but also disciples of the clan come and go. Knowing who Yeon Sohyeop is, what do you do? Are you a sectarian? Everyone stop talking and go to sleep. Don't disturb Yeon So-hyeop while he's resting.”
People could not refute the sharp point of the leader.
It's as Gong Ji-seop said.
Actually, it didn't matter who he was.
In the Cheonguan Mountains, he saved their lives and accompanies them.
Not knowing more than that might be medicine.
The people who regained their senses at Gong Ji-seop's nagging went to bed one by one.
Gong Ji-yu, who remained until the end, said something to her brother.
“Brother, that's true, but don't be too scolding. Swear at me later.”
“It’s Jiyu.”
"what?"
Gong Ji-yu was slightly nervous at his brother's heavy voice, which was different from usual.
“Do you know how old I am?”
“Twenty-eight. Are you afraid that I, the younger brother, will not know that?”
“The age limit for ‘Biseunggwahae (飛昇過海, a test to see talent and enlightenment)’, which selects disciples from the Soyojong, is twenty-five. Three years have already passed for me.”
“… … .”
Gong Ji-yu seemed to have a vague idea of his brother's feelings.
From the age of 20, he challenged the "Biseungwahae", but was not selected and passed his age.
“You can take a bite. Pigs like us.”
At Gong Ji-seob's self-torture, Gong Ji-yu let out a long sigh.
He seems to have been hurt when he saw Jang Cheon-se, who was the same age as him, and Yeonjeok-ha, who was young.
‘Pig’ was a word that ordinary soldiers used to demean their situation.
If you enter the sect, you will become a superior being.
You can be born again.
It was a long time ago that I casually mentioned ‘Wonyeong’ and ‘Dokyo’, but in fact it is not.
‘Wonyoung’ lives another 300 years, and ‘Dokyo’ lives another 900 years.
If you become a 'sage', you will live another thousand years, so it's hard to call it a human being.
That's all.
If you become a 'jongsa', your lifespan will increase by 3,000 years, and it is no different from half-seon (半仙).
Compared to that, human life was shabby.
Ordinary people are satisfied with their current lives, but unmanned people are not.
They wished to become disciples of the sect in order to change their destiny.
But the gate of the sect is narrow.
The warriors who could not pass through that narrow gate called themselves ‘pigs’.
Gong Ji-yu, who shook her head excitedly, stood up from her seat.
Since the sound of ‘pig’ came out of his brother’s mouth, it was wrong to sleep next to him.
Gong Ji-yu, who was quietly looking around, saw Yeon Jeok-ha.
But what else is this?
He, who is in the state of 'Yeonheo', was looking up at the moon with a gloomy face like a brother.
Gong Ji-yu sneaked closer to her.
“What are you looking at?”
“It’s the moon.”
“How is the moon?”
“There are too many.”
“Foot!”
Gong Ji-yu couldn't help but laugh at the unexpected answer.
Are there too many moons?
It's the first time I've ever heard such an absurd sound.
