Chapter 583 - who are you there?
Sim Moo-hyun.
bad umbrella.
At noon.
A field of 100,000 pyeong (about 330,000㎡) under a fire umbrella.
About 1,500 boys, girls, and young people gathered, but it was as quiet as a grave.
Yeon Jeok-ha, unable to bear the frustration, whispered to Gong Ji-yu.
“I haven’t even started, isn’t it too quiet?”
“… … .”
Gong Ji-yu only shrugged his shoulders and didn't open his mouth.
He felt his heart jump out of his throat as he found himself in the midst of 1,500 competitors.
Everyone must be in such a mood that they can't even breathe.
Yeonjeokha who acts the same as usual is amazing.
As Yeonjeokha twitched his mouth to speak again, colorful lights flew from the top of the fire umbrella.
A radiance so bright that it could be seen even in broad daylight fell rapidly from above the field.
The true identity of the brilliance was the masters of the soyo sect who rode swords.
Before long, a hundred so-so masters gently landed on the ground.
Sssssssssssssssssssss-.
The otherwise quiet field was no longer audible even breathing.
In the season of immortals called flight of swords, the participants of 'Biseunggwahae' could not close their gaping mouths.
Even the insensitive younger brother looked at him blankly in surprise.
An old man in blue, Baekje, reached out to the crowd.
In an instant, an irresistible career cut through the center of the field vertically.
People standing in the center were pushed to one side as if their backs had been pushed.
In the middle of the field, a path was dug as if it had been plowed with a plow.
In other words, ocher-colored lines were carved in a straight line on a green meadow.
Baekje spoke to the people who were watching with bewildered eyes.
“Listen to the challengers of ‘Biseungwahae’. Those who have letters of recommendation stand on the right, those who do not have them stand on the left.”
People glanced at each other at the sound that came so clearly.
It is so clear that you don't think you are standing in a field over 100,000 pyeong.
The abilities of the immortals were beyond human imagination.
Those who hesitated quickly split to the left and right.
Gong Ji-yu, who had a letter of recommendation, greeted Yeon Jeok-ha and moved to the right.
Coincidentally, Yeonjeok-ha's seat was on the left.
He watched the young men cross over to the left with a puzzled face.
Eventually, about 1,300 people on the right and about 200 people on the left settled down.
Baekje glanced at the 200 or so people who had come without a letter of recommendation, and soon walked to the right.
“You will follow me.”
Baekje, who had finished speaking, strode up the mountain.
About 1,300 people followed him in an orderly manner.
Eighty soyojong masters surrounded about 1,300 people and moved in step with them.
Baekje and about 1,300 participants disappeared from the field because it was not half an hour (about 7 minutes).
A strong wind blew over the field where about 1,300 people had disappeared.
Wheein-.
People's hair and clothes were shaking vigorously.
A strong wind rushing through the rivalry blew his hair coolly.
The wind seemed to foretell the fate of those who came without letters of recommendation.
“The road ahead of you will not be smooth,” he said.
Whether they knew it or not, the faces of the remaining two hundred people were burning with strange heat.
Looking at them reminds me of weeds.
It seems that it is because they are people who have gathered to carve out their own destiny.
How many of those weeds can succeed?
A person approached and whispered to Yeonjeokha who was lost in thought.
“Hyung, someone goes to Samsinbong with a letter of recommendation, and someone has to take a test to go to Samsinbong. Isn't the world so unfair?"
Samsinbong Peak is the name of the middle peak of Mt.
Those with letters of recommendation went to Samsinbong well, but those who did not have it was a test to go to Samsinbong.
About 1,300 people disappeared from sight, but the remaining 20 soyojong masters just stood there like jangseung.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was looking at the soyo-jong masters with a stern face, asked the person next to him.
“Is there a fair world?”
At Yeon Jeok-ha's words, the man, Shin Yi-seung, muttered with an embarrassed expression.
“Isn’t it? there was no shit. I am a god from Wonwonseong. What about that one?”
“A rival from Chaoyang.”
“Yeon hyung… … .”
As he was about to speak, one of the soyojong masters stepped out in front of the participants.
Sim Si-ho, a soyojong master in red clothes, asked in a calm tone.
“You are probably the ones who participated without a letter of recommendation. Is that right?”
"yes!"
About two hundred people responded in unison.
It was such a spirited voice that the field reverberated.
Shim Si-ho pointed to the mountain road leading to Mt.
“If you go up along this road, you will see three forks. First go left, then left, then right at the final crossroads. It will take about an hour (two hours) to Samsinbong Peak. If you exceed one trial, you are eliminated. Any questions?”
Then someone who likes to step out boldly asked.
“Can I just go up? Anything else?”
“There are camps spread all over the place, which will hinder you from going. If you're lucky, you'll reach the Three Shrines, but there will be people who will die or get injured. Those who lack talent, those who are afraid of death should not climb into the fire.”
Shim Si-ho did not encourage the participants.
Those with some level of ability never die.
However, those who did not know the right amount and challenged the soyojong were sure to die.
'Tsk! I'm just greedy for things I didn't even get a letter of recommendation for... … .’
Shim Shi-ho looked around at the two hundred people with pitiful eyes.
Some of them might be really outstanding, but that's because the beans sprout in a drought.
In reality, the vast majority of people have absurd skills.
Death belonged to those who fell further down there.
After about 200 people rolled their eyes, Shim Si-ho spoke again.
“Don’t expect Soyojong’s disciples to rescue you. I will neither help nor rescue you in the Soyojong. If that's all right, go.”
As if they had waited for a moment, about 200 young men rushed down the mountain road.
Shiho Shim clicked his tongue as he watched the young men running frantically like moths to a fire.
“Tsk tsk!”
I don't know why I'm in such a hurry to find a place to die.
Greed also has to be used in proportion.
'huh?'
Shim Shi-ho's eyes were bright as he carelessly looked around the field.
One of them was walking slowly - compared to the other young men, he seemed like a tortoise.
I don't like the frantic rushing around like moths to a fire, but that's also annoying.
Shim Si-ho sent the masters of the soyo sect first and then approached the young man.
“Are you thinking of giving up?”
“Isn’t it?”
“Your companions have already gone up the mountain. Why are you not in a hurry?”
“Because I hate being crowded. I heard it’s about an hour’s walk from Samsinbong anyway?”
“Did you not listen to the explanation properly? I said there is a truth.”
“Ah, I know, the true method.”
Yeonjeokha scratched his head.
I knew right away that there was a Jinbeop up to Samsinbong.
But wouldn't it be known if it was Namgung-yeon?
He himself did not even know the truth of the truth, and in that respect he was truly ignorant.
Sometimes, even if you know, there are times when you have to go out of your way.
The truth was like that.
So he intended to break it with his body after avoiding the hustle and bustle.
If it doesn't work, I'll drink it.
Shim Shi-ho frowned.
Even though you know there is a truth, you don't seem to be in a hurry?
“If you’re not confident, just go back. Should I lose my life for nothing?”
Shim Si-ho took the words, ‘Give up and go away’.
Every year, the pitiful seeds that returned from the fields under the fire umbrella always came out.
Judging by the atmosphere, this guy seems to be like that too.
“Thank you for your concern, but it doesn’t mean you can’t wake up just because you’re not confident in your jinbeop, right?”
“Of course, by the time your body and mind are in disarray, you may be lucky enough to escape. But even if you passed through it, what would you use it for? Did you forget that the time allotted to you is one hour?”
“Fresh old man. There is only one thing I know about truth. Do you know what it is?”
“Tell me.”
“It means you need something to spread the truth. Be it a stone pillar, a mountain branch, or a tree, in any case, something was planted in the ground.”
"So, are you going to break it? do you know where it is? ‘Yeom-noeom-no-sangjin’ and ‘inheritance-free-sangjin’ are the new myojisul of the Soyo sect, and only those who have attained spirit communication can see the reality.”
All sects teach martial arts along with martial arts.
Among them, ‘Yeongtong’ was possible only when one reached the stage of ‘Wonyeong’.
"aha! Do you think it is a jinju based on aura?”
This guy's world seems to have something to do with spirituality.
Seeing that the young man showed no sign of giving up, Shim Shi-ho became slightly curious.
‘Are you a talented guy? Or is he just running around with his mouth alive?'
Curious, he performed the chudoyeongbeop.
Before long, the dull gray aura of a young man appeared in front of me.
It didn't seem to be able to fit into the yawning 'five lines' without its own color.
It's difficult to pass the 'non-seunggwahae' with that level of spirituality.
How long have you been mingling with such a crappy bastard? I'm afraid of who knows.
He disappeared without answering the young man's question.
“Oh, that fresh grandfather, he leaves without answering. Were you in a hurry?”
Soon after, the couple who were chattering ran up the mountain path with a biyeonbo.
Sussuk-.
But after a while, no one was seen.
Could it be that the fire umbrella's jinbeop swallowed up all the 200 young men?
The nervous rivals ran faster.
But what is this?
People, as well as the trees on the left and right, were gradually disappearing.
It feels like running on clouds.
'shit! Have I fallen for the truth?'
The couple, who became anxious, performed the Tong Cheon Eye technique, but did not see a single ant.
Had it been like that (about 30 minutes)?
A red snake suddenly flew towards his face as he glided forward.
Whiririk-.
In a state of astonishment, Yeon jeokha reflexively pulled out a green arrow and slashed the red snake.
damn-.
'huh?'
I shot the red snake with the sword, but I heard the sound of an ax hitting a tree.
to the sword I was hit and bounced, and when I saw the object rolling down in front of me, it was a tree branch?
“Did I see it wrong?”
An old man was seen in the eyes of the younger brother who tilted his head.
The moment her eyes met an old man in a white coat with a white beard extending to his belly button, her mind went blank.
In an instant, Gucheongi rose from the dantian and touched Baekhoe.
With the sound of thunder, ‘Boom!
“Who are you there?”
Then, the old man in a white coat smiled and said.
“I call it Choyo-san. Who are you?
“I am asking you to do it. I came to participate in Soyojong's 'Biseungwahae', while running to Samsinbong... … . Did it happen all of a sudden? Where is this? Have I fallen for the truth of the fire umbrella? By the way, is Shinseonnim part of Jinbeop? Or did Shinseon-nim also fall into the Jinbeop?”
“Heh heh heh! Am I part of the truth? It's a really interesting idea.”
Cho Yo-san smiled and looked at Yeon Jeok-ha.
Judging from the fact that he was on his way to Samsinbong Peak, it seemed that he had participated in “Biseunggwahae” without a letter of recommendation.
Chapter 583 - who are you there?
Sim Moo-hyun.
bad umbrella.
At noon.
A field of 100,000 pyeong (about 330,000㎡) under a fire umbrella.
About 1,500 boys, girls, and young people gathered, but it was as quiet as a grave.
Yeon Jeok-ha, unable to bear the frustration, whispered to Gong Ji-yu.
“I haven’t even started, isn’t it too quiet?”
“… … .”
Gong Ji-yu only shrugged his shoulders and didn't open his mouth.
He felt his heart jump out of his throat as he found himself in the midst of 1,500 competitors.
Everyone must be in such a mood that they can't even breathe.
Yeonjeokha who acts the same as usual is amazing.
As Yeonjeokha twitched his mouth to speak again, colorful lights flew from the top of the fire umbrella.
A radiance so bright that it could be seen even in broad daylight fell rapidly from above the field.
The true identity of the brilliance was the masters of the soyo sect who rode swords.
Before long, a hundred so-so masters gently landed on the ground.
Sssssssssssssssssssss-.
The otherwise quiet field was no longer audible even breathing.
In the season of immortals called flight of swords, the participants of 'Biseunggwahae' could not close their gaping mouths.
Even the insensitive younger brother looked at him blankly in surprise.
An old man in blue, Baekje, reached out to the crowd.
In an instant, an irresistible career cut through the center of the field vertically.
People standing in the center were pushed to one side as if their backs had been pushed.
In the middle of the field, a path was dug as if it had been plowed with a plow.
In other words, ocher-colored lines were carved in a straight line on a green meadow.
Baekje spoke to the people who were watching with bewildered eyes.
“Listen to the challengers of ‘Biseungwahae’. Those who have letters of recommendation stand on the right, those who do not have them stand on the left.”
People glanced at each other at the sound that came so clearly.
It is so clear that you don't think you are standing in a field over 100,000 pyeong.
The abilities of the immortals were beyond human imagination.
Those who hesitated quickly split to the left and right.
Gong Ji-yu, who had a letter of recommendation, greeted Yeon Jeok-ha and moved to the right.
Coincidentally, Yeonjeok-ha's seat was on the left.
He watched the young men cross over to the left with a puzzled face.
Eventually, about 1,300 people on the right and about 200 people on the left settled down.
Baekje glanced at the 200 or so people who had come without a letter of recommendation, and soon walked to the right.
“You will follow me.”
Baekje, who had finished speaking, strode up the mountain.
About 1,300 people followed him in an orderly manner.
Eighty soyojong masters surrounded about 1,300 people and moved in step with them.
Baekje and about 1,300 participants disappeared from the field because it was not half an hour (about 7 minutes).
A strong wind blew over the field where about 1,300 people had disappeared.
Wheein-.
People's hair and clothes were shaking vigorously.
A strong wind rushing through the rivalry blew his hair coolly.
The wind seemed to foretell the fate of those who came without letters of recommendation.
“The road ahead of you will not be smooth,” he said.
Whether they knew it or not, the faces of the remaining two hundred people were burning with strange heat.
Looking at them reminds me of weeds.
It seems that it is because they are people who have gathered to carve out their own destiny.
How many of those weeds can succeed?
A person approached and whispered to Yeonjeokha who was lost in thought.
“Hyung, someone goes to Samsinbong with a letter of recommendation, and someone has to take a test to go to Samsinbong. Isn't the world so unfair?"
Samsinbong Peak is the name of the middle peak of Mt.
Those with letters of recommendation went to Samsinbong well, but those who did not have it was a test to go to Samsinbong.
About 1,300 people disappeared from sight, but the remaining 20 soyojong masters just stood there like jangseung.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was looking at the soyo-jong masters with a stern face, asked the person next to him.
“Is there a fair world?”
At Yeon Jeok-ha's words, the man, Shin Yi-seung, muttered with an embarrassed expression.
“Isn’t it? there was no shit. I am a god from Wonwonseong. What about that one?”
“A rival from Chaoyang.”
“Yeon hyung… … .”
As he was about to speak, one of the soyojong masters stepped out in front of the participants.
Sim Si-ho, a soyojong master in red clothes, asked in a calm tone.
“You are probably the ones who participated without a letter of recommendation. Is that right?”
"yes!"
About two hundred people responded in unison.
It was such a spirited voice that the field reverberated.
Shim Si-ho pointed to the mountain road leading to Mt.
“If you go up along this road, you will see three forks. First go left, then left, then right at the final crossroads. It will take about an hour (two hours) to Samsinbong Peak. If you exceed one trial, you are eliminated. Any questions?”
Then someone who likes to step out boldly asked.
“Can I just go up? Anything else?”
“There are camps spread all over the place, which will hinder you from going. If you're lucky, you'll reach the Three Shrines, but there will be people who will die or get injured. Those who lack talent, those who are afraid of death should not climb into the fire.”
Shim Si-ho did not encourage the participants.
Those with some level of ability never die.
However, those who did not know the right amount and challenged the soyojong were sure to die.
'Tsk! I'm just greedy for things I didn't even get a letter of recommendation for... … .’
Shim Shi-ho looked around at the two hundred people with pitiful eyes.
Some of them might be really outstanding, but that's because the beans sprout in a drought.
In reality, the vast majority of people have absurd skills.
Death belonged to those who fell further down there.
After about 200 people rolled their eyes, Shim Si-ho spoke again.
“Don’t expect Soyojong’s disciples to rescue you. I will neither help nor rescue you in the Soyojong. If that's all right, go.”
As if they had waited for a moment, about 200 young men rushed down the mountain road.
Shiho Shim clicked his tongue as he watched the young men running frantically like moths to a fire.
“Tsk tsk!”
I don't know why I'm in such a hurry to find a place to die.
Greed also has to be used in proportion.
'huh?'
Shim Shi-ho's eyes were bright as he carelessly looked around the field.
One of them was walking slowly - compared to the other young men, he seemed like a tortoise.
I don't like the frantic rushing around like moths to a fire, but that's also annoying.
Shim Si-ho sent the masters of the soyo sect first and then approached the young man.
“Are you thinking of giving up?”
“Isn’t it?”
“Your companions have already gone up the mountain. Why are you not in a hurry?”
“Because I hate being crowded. I heard it’s about an hour’s walk from Samsinbong anyway?”
“Did you not listen to the explanation properly? I said there is a truth.”
“Ah, I know, the true method.”
Yeonjeokha scratched his head.
I knew right away that there was a Jinbeop up to Samsinbong.
But wouldn't it be known if it was Namgung-yeon?
He himself did not even know the truth of the truth, and in that respect he was truly ignorant.
Sometimes, even if you know, there are times when you have to go out of your way.
The truth was like that.
So he intended to break it with his body after avoiding the hustle and bustle.
If it doesn't work, I'll drink it.
Shim Shi-ho frowned.
Even though you know there is a truth, you don't seem to be in a hurry?
“If you’re not confident, just go back. Should I lose my life for nothing?”
Shim Si-ho took the words, ‘Give up and go away’.
Every year, the pitiful seeds that returned from the fields under the fire umbrella always came out.
Judging by the atmosphere, this guy seems to be like that too.
“Thank you for your concern, but it doesn’t mean you can’t wake up just because you’re not confident in your jinbeop, right?”
“Of course, by the time your body and mind are in disarray, you may be lucky enough to escape. But even if you passed through it, what would you use it for? Did you forget that the time allotted to you is one hour?”
“Fresh old man. There is only one thing I know about truth. Do you know what it is?”
“Tell me.”
“It means you need something to spread the truth. Be it a stone pillar, a mountain branch, or a tree, in any case, something was planted in the ground.”
"So, are you going to break it? do you know where it is? ‘Yeom-noeom-no-sangjin’ and ‘inheritance-free-sangjin’ are the new myojisul of the Soyo sect, and only those who have attained spirit communication can see the reality.”
All sects teach martial arts along with martial arts.
Among them, ‘Yeongtong’ was possible only when one reached the stage of ‘Wonyeong’.
"aha! Do you think it is a jinju based on aura?”
This guy's world seems to have something to do with spirituality.
Seeing that the young man showed no sign of giving up, Shim Shi-ho became slightly curious.
‘Are you a talented guy? Or is he just running around with his mouth alive?'
Curious, he performed the chudoyeongbeop.
Before long, the dull gray aura of a young man appeared in front of me.
It didn't seem to be able to fit into the yawning 'five lines' without its own color.
It's difficult to pass the 'non-seunggwahae' with that level of spirituality.
How long have you been mingling with such a crappy bastard? I'm afraid of who knows.
He disappeared without answering the young man's question.
“Oh, that fresh grandfather, he leaves without answering. Were you in a hurry?”
Soon after, the couple who were chattering ran up the mountain path with a biyeonbo.
Sussuk-.
But after a while, no one was seen.
Could it be that the fire umbrella's jinbeop swallowed up all the 200 young men?
The nervous rivals ran faster.
But what is this?
People, as well as the trees on the left and right, were gradually disappearing.
It feels like running on clouds.
'shit! Have I fallen for the truth?'
The couple, who became anxious, performed the Tong Cheon Eye technique, but did not see a single ant.
Had it been like that (about 30 minutes)?
A red snake suddenly flew towards his face as he glided forward.
Whiririk-.
In a state of astonishment, Yeon jeokha reflexively pulled out a green arrow and slashed the red snake.
damn-.
'huh?'
I shot the red snake with the sword, but I heard the sound of an ax hitting a tree.
to the sword I was hit and bounced, and when I saw the object rolling down in front of me, it was a tree branch?
“Did I see it wrong?”
An old man was seen in the eyes of the younger brother who tilted his head.
The moment her eyes met an old man in a white coat with a white beard extending to his belly button, her mind went blank.
In an instant, Gucheongi rose from the dantian and touched Baekhoe.
With the sound of thunder, ‘Boom!
“Who are you there?”
Then, the old man in a white coat smiled and said.
“I call it Choyo-san. Who are you?
“I am asking you to do it. I came to participate in Soyojong's 'Biseungwahae', while running to Samsinbong... … . Did it happen all of a sudden? Where is this? Have I fallen for the truth of the fire umbrella? By the way, is Shinseonnim part of Jinbeop? Or did Shinseon-nim also fall into the Jinbeop?”
“Heh heh heh! Am I part of the truth? It's a really interesting idea.”
Cho Yo-san smiled and looked at Yeon Jeok-ha.
Judging from the fact that he was on his way to Samsinbong Peak, it seemed that he had participated in “Biseunggwahae” without a letter of recommendation.
