Chapter 676 - menua. call it that
shimtong, who jumped up from his seat, blinked his eyes in a hesitant posture.
'Did I hear it wrong?'
Perhaps it is.
'It's ridiculous. Did Cheonjijong buy me food?’.
As for ordinary people, even if she is the daughter of the lord of the castle, she cannot speak that way to a disciple of a sect.
'Could this be a side effect of the self-determination?'
All of a sudden, I couldn't think of anything other than the shimtong of the Savior's life.
To that extent, her girl's words were unrealistic.
But her continued girlish behaviour nearly put her shimtong back.
The girl sat astride her chair and pointed her chin down her cheek.
“That must be the Grand Master? Do you have a relationship?”
Yeonjeokha nodded her head.
Then the girl asked while flipping through the dishes with chopsticks.
“Did you break the holy relics of the nine schools?”
“Why do you think so?”
“I heard that the holy relic was broken, but since that body smells like a creator god, I have no choice but to think so.”
“You must be wrong. Although it is true that I took the living soul from Soyojong's holy relic. At that time, the holy relics of the nine schools had already been destroyed.”
“Are you lucky?”
The girl did not delve into the matter any further, as if to believe it.
Her boyfriend asked the girl who was rummaging through her dishes with her nonchalant face.
“Who are you?”
“Who do you think I might be?”
The girl did not take her eyes off her cooking.
She squeezed her hair, looking at the white forehead of the mating girl and the straight tip of her nose.
But no matter how much she thought about it, she had no name that came to mind.
“I don’t know.”
The moment the girl raised her face and stared at her lover, she said.
"You're not the smart one."
Her ego was slightly hurt by having a crush on her, but she didn't deny the fact that she was.
"uh. She usually hears a little something like that. I like my hair, though.”
As the conversation between the girl and her boyfriend continued for a long time, then Shimtong that had been standing awkwardly put her butt on the chair.
He wondered about her girl's identity, but she did not dare to ask.
In Kuju, there was no one who could treat the jeokha as casually as she did.
In addition, the younger brother's attitude towards the girl was also unusual.
Her little sister's eyes did not leave the girl's hand as she was digging through her food with chopsticks.
The underling of the world is wary of the little girl.
Belatedly aware of the danger of her girl, Sim Tong's hand turned to the gold river at her waist.
The girl who had been nibbling on her momentary food turned her head to shimtong.
“Cool! Cool!”
Then shimtong, which had been overcome by the surprise, continued to cough.
Only then did the girl put down her chopsticks and grumbled.
“What are you doing dirty? Don’t you know what a blessing it is to have a meal with me?”
Yeonjeokha, who was watching the girl's behavior, said a word.
“Are you lucky?”
“I don't kill those I eat with, at least that day. So good luck.”
"ah… … . I see So, what are you doing today?”
"okay. But what kind of pathetic thoughts are you thinking, so your expression is like that?”
“Haven’t you thought about anything?”
“Ah, you had a pathetic expression because you had no idea. You'd better live with some thought. It has a face like a marmot holding back shit.”
"woodchuck?"
Hearing the name for the first time, Yeonjeokha tilted her head.
Still, I read the guidebook of flora and fauna of Soyojong, but I have never heard of marmots.
"there is. A guy like that.”
The girl did not get up from her seat even after putting down her chopsticks.
Yeonjeokha, who couldn't see it, asked again.
"So what's your name?"
The girl replied with a mischievous expression.
“You cannot rely on others. Think for yourself. When I find out who I am, I will leave.”
Then jeokha looked at the girl and her shimtong alternately with her troubled eyes.
Because it sounded like she would accompany me until I found out her name.
In the end, Yeonjeokha hinted.
"hey. we are busy people I don't have time to hang out with you.”
“Anyway, you’re as busy as I am. But never mind. I'll take care of my business too.”
"You're not interfering with my work or anything like that, are you?"
“What are you going to do?”
“I was on my way to punish the hematogen. It would be difficult if you could even help the hematoma.”
“Foot! That I help hematomas? Have you ever seen a snake help a frog?”
"doesn't exist."
“Then you understand now? never mind me Because I have nothing to help the clan. I don't know if it's the other way around."
Hearing the opposite, Yeon Jeok-ha stared at her girl.
But just by looking at her cute face, I couldn't even guess the girl's true identity.
“What is on my face?”
"no."
“Then why are you looking at me like that? Are you a man too? Does this face work well with men?”
Yeon Jeok-ha jumped up at the natural girl's words.
"hey! Don't even joke like that! I was just looking at you because you said something strange.”
“Is it strange?”
“You said you wouldn’t help the clan.”
“What do you think is strange about that? It sounds obvious.”
“I really don’t know. Can't you just tell me who you are?”
"Can not be done. Didn't I tell you not to depend on others?"
The girl said as if admonishing.
Having said that, she didn't feel like asking any more questions.
'Ah, I want it because it's dirty.'
Actually, if the girl didn't get involved in the family affairs, she didn't care.
When the masters of the Cheonji sect finished their meal, Yeon Jeok-ha said to the girl.
“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t kill someone you ate with?”
“Your hair is pretty. I clearly said that I would not kill ‘on that day’.”
“Oh, this is not hair. I just couldn't remember. Let's eat together while traveling together. What you just said is hairy.”
The girl looked at Yeonjeokha with her strange eyes.
“Is she not confident?”
“More than that, it’s because I hate being tired. If you get stabbed in the back of the head a few times by the same side of her, you'll end up like me.”
Then the girl grabbed her by the waist and laughed.
The son-in-law became quiet at her laugh, which was somehow lively and eerie.
The girl stopped laughing and wiped her eyes with the tips of her thin, white fingers.
“You made me laugh, so I’ll give you a gift later. You can look forward to it.”
“Could I possibly refuse the gift?”
“Rejection is refusal.”
The grinning girl, as if feeling her insult, rose from her seat with her cold face.
After a while, masters of the Cheonji sect left the restaurant.
In the middle of the street, as if showing off, she flew up using her fortune-telling technique.
After that, forty-five masters of the Cheonji sect followed him with fortune-telling techniques and flying swords.
He turned his head as someone flying in front approached him.
She was an unknown girl.
Curiously, she walked slowly through the air, which matched her luck.
As if her mood was relieved, she said that the girl was the first to talk to her.
“Do you know where to go?”
"I don't know. I'm just on my way to the strongest aura. It will come out as we go.”
"Ohh! Is that hair, too?”
“If possible, call it improvisation. however."
Yeonjeokha cut her off.
After she waited and didn't hear anything, the curious girl asked.
“But what?”
“What should I call you? Hey, hey, you can't call it that.”
said the girl who thought for a moment.
“Menua (rest).”
“Is it Menua?”
“Yes, Menua. Call it that.”
“What does that mean?”
Then she asked Menua back.
“What did I say?”
“Don’t rely on others?”
“You know, why do you keep asking? Is that also a problem with her head?”
Yeonjeokha, who was moved by her mockery, shot at her.
“Damn it! I said my brain is bad, but that's only relative. You mean it’s worse than my wife, right?”
“Are you married?”
"yes."
“Fun.”
After that, Menoah said nothing.
He led the Cheonji sect of rivalry and flew eastward for another day.
Whenever I saw a village in the middle of the jungle, I went down and rested for a while.
It was the third day after entering Ungcheonju.
The serial ship, which had been silently flying over the jungle, landed inside a huge gorge.
Contrary to what she looked like on the outside, she was full of strangely shaped structures on the inside.
However, what adorned the exterior of the building was, terribly, human skeletons and bones.
The corpses were displayed, and many of them still had flesh attached to them.
The faces of the masters of the Chunji sect who saw this hardened.
The Mawon union frowned as he felt disgust, fear, and anger all at once.
He seemed to know why he was told to avoid blood lords.
At that time, a thousand people poured out of the huge temple at the innermost part of the canyon.
They were people with bizarre tattoos on their half-naked bodies, and even if you look at them, they are bloodthirsty.
Yeonjeokha, frowning at the unpleasant sight, suddenly looked back at Menua.
By the way, is Menua a normal face?
“Why do you look like that?”
“No, the bones were too irritating, so I checked to see if you were okay.”
“I am annoying too. If you want to imitate, you have to do it right.”
“Imitation?”
"Then do you think it's a proper look to imitate?"
He shook his head excitedly at Menua's words.
Her face looks as cute as Wol-Ah and Geum-Ah, but she doesn't speak.
Leaving behind the menouah and the masters of the world class, he strode out.
“Who is the last son of a blood master and the venerable Hodai! Grand Master Yeon Jeok-ha is here, so come out quickly!”
The eyelids of Venerable Hodayi, who was standing in the back with the gentlemen, twitched with anger.
The moment he was about to swear, the Qantau forces came forward.
“Like! How dare you say where is this place... … .”
Yeonjeokha cut off Qantau's words.
“Are you a son of a bitch named Hoda?”
"what! I am the Qantau army. It seems that there is nothing to see that you killed the servants and lords of the Cheonji sect! Our Heoljujong is different from idiots like Cheonjijong!”
“If you hit the dog, the owner will come out, right? You must be right!”
Along with the horse, the Yeonjeokha flew towards Qantau.
The Qantau forces could not escape from the sudden attack under the jeokha and had to fight back.
Cha Cha Cha Chang-!
A spark flew between the two.
Venerable Hodayi was a virtuoso and quanta.
When Wu fought, he ordered the soldiers to fight.
“I need to make sure he doesn’t come to his senses. Go and kill the remnants of heaven and earth.”
"yes!"
This is the moment when the five gentlemen are about to lead the blood masters and run.
Suddenly, a head flew out and landed in front of the blood masters.
The owner of the head was the Qantau gentleman, who had been fighting the Yeonjeokha until just now.
The atmosphere of the blood master, who was about to run out with great vigor, subsided in an instant.
Yeonjeokha said as if it were an excuse to the blood masters who were watching blankly.
"this! It's a mistake, a mistake. It's because he's so rambunctious that it takes a little energy.”
It's a mistake to cut down one of your soldiers in the blink of an eye.
Venerable Hodai, blinded by his flirtatious manner, exclaimed.
“Why are you just staring blankly at me?! Kill me now! I will drink his blood and chew his flesh!”
Thousands of hesitant blood masters rushed forward with a ‘Wow!’ sound.
As the masters of the blood master class rushed in, Yeon Jeok-ha lifted the sword.
He was just about to perform the Heavenly Mountain Sword Spirit, but he hesitated.
The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, Three gives birth to all things. Therefore, in all things there are three, in three there are two, and in two there is one.
It is said that there are all things in the heavenly mountain sword spirit, and there is a heavenly mountain sword spirit in all things.
'ah!'
Unknowingly, he came to a realization, and decided to capture the Cheondun Geomgyeol's 'One Point Infinite' and 'Pora Cheonji' in the Cheonsan Sword Spirit.
Each of the ‘incarnations of the sword’ created by the Heavenly Mountain Sword Spirit contains a pointless amount of power, and covers the blood masters that do not look like humans with it.
Chapter 676 - menua. call it that
shimtong, who jumped up from his seat, blinked his eyes in a hesitant posture.
'Did I hear it wrong?'
Perhaps it is.
'It's ridiculous. Did Cheonjijong buy me food?’.
As for ordinary people, even if she is the daughter of the lord of the castle, she cannot speak that way to a disciple of a sect.
'Could this be a side effect of the self-determination?'
All of a sudden, I couldn't think of anything other than the shimtong of the Savior's life.
To that extent, her girl's words were unrealistic.
But her continued girlish behaviour nearly put her shimtong back.
The girl sat astride her chair and pointed her chin down her cheek.
“That must be the Grand Master? Do you have a relationship?”
Yeonjeokha nodded her head.
Then the girl asked while flipping through the dishes with chopsticks.
“Did you break the holy relics of the nine schools?”
“Why do you think so?”
“I heard that the holy relic was broken, but since that body smells like a creator god, I have no choice but to think so.”
“You must be wrong. Although it is true that I took the living soul from Soyojong's holy relic. At that time, the holy relics of the nine schools had already been destroyed.”
“Are you lucky?”
The girl did not delve into the matter any further, as if to believe it.
Her boyfriend asked the girl who was rummaging through her dishes with her nonchalant face.
“Who are you?”
“Who do you think I might be?”
The girl did not take her eyes off her cooking.
She squeezed her hair, looking at the white forehead of the mating girl and the straight tip of her nose.
But no matter how much she thought about it, she had no name that came to mind.
“I don’t know.”
The moment the girl raised her face and stared at her lover, she said.
"You're not the smart one."
Her ego was slightly hurt by having a crush on her, but she didn't deny the fact that she was.
"uh. She usually hears a little something like that. I like my hair, though.”
As the conversation between the girl and her boyfriend continued for a long time, then Shimtong that had been standing awkwardly put her butt on the chair.
He wondered about her girl's identity, but she did not dare to ask.
In Kuju, there was no one who could treat the jeokha as casually as she did.
In addition, the younger brother's attitude towards the girl was also unusual.
Her little sister's eyes did not leave the girl's hand as she was digging through her food with chopsticks.
The underling of the world is wary of the little girl.
Belatedly aware of the danger of her girl, Sim Tong's hand turned to the gold river at her waist.
The girl who had been nibbling on her momentary food turned her head to shimtong.
“Cool! Cool!”
Then shimtong, which had been overcome by the surprise, continued to cough.
Only then did the girl put down her chopsticks and grumbled.
“What are you doing dirty? Don’t you know what a blessing it is to have a meal with me?”
Yeonjeokha, who was watching the girl's behavior, said a word.
“Are you lucky?”
“I don't kill those I eat with, at least that day. So good luck.”
"ah… … . I see So, what are you doing today?”
"okay. But what kind of pathetic thoughts are you thinking, so your expression is like that?”
“Haven’t you thought about anything?”
“Ah, you had a pathetic expression because you had no idea. You'd better live with some thought. It has a face like a marmot holding back shit.”
"woodchuck?"
Hearing the name for the first time, Yeonjeokha tilted her head.
Still, I read the guidebook of flora and fauna of Soyojong, but I have never heard of marmots.
"there is. A guy like that.”
The girl did not get up from her seat even after putting down her chopsticks.
Yeonjeokha, who couldn't see it, asked again.
"So what's your name?"
The girl replied with a mischievous expression.
“You cannot rely on others. Think for yourself. When I find out who I am, I will leave.”
Then jeokha looked at the girl and her shimtong alternately with her troubled eyes.
Because it sounded like she would accompany me until I found out her name.
In the end, Yeonjeokha hinted.
"hey. we are busy people I don't have time to hang out with you.”
“Anyway, you’re as busy as I am. But never mind. I'll take care of my business too.”
"You're not interfering with my work or anything like that, are you?"
“What are you going to do?”
“I was on my way to punish the hematogen. It would be difficult if you could even help the hematoma.”
“Foot! That I help hematomas? Have you ever seen a snake help a frog?”
"doesn't exist."
“Then you understand now? never mind me Because I have nothing to help the clan. I don't know if it's the other way around."
Hearing the opposite, Yeon Jeok-ha stared at her girl.
But just by looking at her cute face, I couldn't even guess the girl's true identity.
“What is on my face?”
"no."
“Then why are you looking at me like that? Are you a man too? Does this face work well with men?”
Yeon Jeok-ha jumped up at the natural girl's words.
"hey! Don't even joke like that! I was just looking at you because you said something strange.”
“Is it strange?”
“You said you wouldn’t help the clan.”
“What do you think is strange about that? It sounds obvious.”
“I really don’t know. Can't you just tell me who you are?”
"Can not be done. Didn't I tell you not to depend on others?"
The girl said as if admonishing.
Having said that, she didn't feel like asking any more questions.
'Ah, I want it because it's dirty.'
Actually, if the girl didn't get involved in the family affairs, she didn't care.
When the masters of the Cheonji sect finished their meal, Yeon Jeok-ha said to the girl.
“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t kill someone you ate with?”
“Your hair is pretty. I clearly said that I would not kill ‘on that day’.”
“Oh, this is not hair. I just couldn't remember. Let's eat together while traveling together. What you just said is hairy.”
The girl looked at Yeonjeokha with her strange eyes.
“Is she not confident?”
“More than that, it’s because I hate being tired. If you get stabbed in the back of the head a few times by the same side of her, you'll end up like me.”
Then the girl grabbed her by the waist and laughed.
The son-in-law became quiet at her laugh, which was somehow lively and eerie.
The girl stopped laughing and wiped her eyes with the tips of her thin, white fingers.
“You made me laugh, so I’ll give you a gift later. You can look forward to it.”
“Could I possibly refuse the gift?”
“Rejection is refusal.”
The grinning girl, as if feeling her insult, rose from her seat with her cold face.
After a while, masters of the Cheonji sect left the restaurant.
In the middle of the street, as if showing off, she flew up using her fortune-telling technique.
After that, forty-five masters of the Cheonji sect followed him with fortune-telling techniques and flying swords.
He turned his head as someone flying in front approached him.
She was an unknown girl.
Curiously, she walked slowly through the air, which matched her luck.
As if her mood was relieved, she said that the girl was the first to talk to her.
“Do you know where to go?”
"I don't know. I'm just on my way to the strongest aura. It will come out as we go.”
"Ohh! Is that hair, too?”
“If possible, call it improvisation. however."
Yeonjeokha cut her off.
After she waited and didn't hear anything, the curious girl asked.
“But what?”
“What should I call you? Hey, hey, you can't call it that.”
said the girl who thought for a moment.
“Menua (rest).”
“Is it Menua?”
“Yes, Menua. Call it that.”
“What does that mean?”
Then she asked Menua back.
“What did I say?”
“Don’t rely on others?”
“You know, why do you keep asking? Is that also a problem with her head?”
Yeonjeokha, who was moved by her mockery, shot at her.
“Damn it! I said my brain is bad, but that's only relative. You mean it’s worse than my wife, right?”
“Are you married?”
"yes."
“Fun.”
After that, Menoah said nothing.
He led the Cheonji sect of rivalry and flew eastward for another day.
Whenever I saw a village in the middle of the jungle, I went down and rested for a while.
It was the third day after entering Ungcheonju.
The serial ship, which had been silently flying over the jungle, landed inside a huge gorge.
Contrary to what she looked like on the outside, she was full of strangely shaped structures on the inside.
However, what adorned the exterior of the building was, terribly, human skeletons and bones.
The corpses were displayed, and many of them still had flesh attached to them.
The faces of the masters of the Chunji sect who saw this hardened.
The Mawon union frowned as he felt disgust, fear, and anger all at once.
He seemed to know why he was told to avoid blood lords.
At that time, a thousand people poured out of the huge temple at the innermost part of the canyon.
They were people with bizarre tattoos on their half-naked bodies, and even if you look at them, they are bloodthirsty.
Yeonjeokha, frowning at the unpleasant sight, suddenly looked back at Menua.
By the way, is Menua a normal face?
“Why do you look like that?”
“No, the bones were too irritating, so I checked to see if you were okay.”
“I am annoying too. If you want to imitate, you have to do it right.”
“Imitation?”
"Then do you think it's a proper look to imitate?"
He shook his head excitedly at Menua's words.
Her face looks as cute as Wol-Ah and Geum-Ah, but she doesn't speak.
Leaving behind the menouah and the masters of the world class, he strode out.
“Who is the last son of a blood master and the venerable Hodai! Grand Master Yeon Jeok-ha is here, so come out quickly!”
The eyelids of Venerable Hodayi, who was standing in the back with the gentlemen, twitched with anger.
The moment he was about to swear, the Qantau forces came forward.
“Like! How dare you say where is this place... … .”
Yeonjeokha cut off Qantau's words.
“Are you a son of a bitch named Hoda?”
"what! I am the Qantau army. It seems that there is nothing to see that you killed the servants and lords of the Cheonji sect! Our Heoljujong is different from idiots like Cheonjijong!”
“If you hit the dog, the owner will come out, right? You must be right!”
Along with the horse, the Yeonjeokha flew towards Qantau.
The Qantau forces could not escape from the sudden attack under the jeokha and had to fight back.
Cha Cha Cha Chang-!
A spark flew between the two.
Venerable Hodayi was a virtuoso and quanta.
When Wu fought, he ordered the soldiers to fight.
“I need to make sure he doesn’t come to his senses. Go and kill the remnants of heaven and earth.”
"yes!"
This is the moment when the five gentlemen are about to lead the blood masters and run.
Suddenly, a head flew out and landed in front of the blood masters.
The owner of the head was the Qantau gentleman, who had been fighting the Yeonjeokha until just now.
The atmosphere of the blood master, who was about to run out with great vigor, subsided in an instant.
Yeonjeokha said as if it were an excuse to the blood masters who were watching blankly.
"this! It's a mistake, a mistake. It's because he's so rambunctious that it takes a little energy.”
It's a mistake to cut down one of your soldiers in the blink of an eye.
Venerable Hodai, blinded by his flirtatious manner, exclaimed.
“Why are you just staring blankly at me?! Kill me now! I will drink his blood and chew his flesh!”
Thousands of hesitant blood masters rushed forward with a ‘Wow!’ sound.
As the masters of the blood master class rushed in, Yeon Jeok-ha lifted the sword.
He was just about to perform the Heavenly Mountain Sword Spirit, but he hesitated.
The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, Three gives birth to all things. Therefore, in all things there are three, in three there are two, and in two there is one.
It is said that there are all things in the heavenly mountain sword spirit, and there is a heavenly mountain sword spirit in all things.
'ah!'
Unknowingly, he came to a realization, and decided to capture the Cheondun Geomgyeol's 'One Point Infinite' and 'Pora Cheonji' in the Cheonsan Sword Spirit.
Each of the ‘incarnations of the sword’ created by the Heavenly Mountain Sword Spirit contains a pointless amount of power, and covers the blood masters that do not look like humans with it.
