I thought there might be something on the floor plan, so I came here to look for it.
I'm disappointed."
"Oh, that's ridiculous, did you actually believe that? Our radish
What even the party doesn't believe anymore..."
Ryu-Yeon sees the reaction of the old master who kicks his tongue and doesn't hide his absurdity.
Asked.
"What's wrong with that? Grandpa?"
Sigh... Grandpa!
It's been 80 years since I heard it again. 100
The latter survived a thousand years ago and became a shaman's eight sword.
No one to God ever called a grandfather.
Everyone is always as polite and polite as possible in front of him.
It used to be.
His priest, Hyun Hak-jin, is a hundred-year-old or older man who moves his children briskly.
He's teaching, but he's holed up, broadening his own swords and new ones.
I was training to make it.
"There are three traditions already discovered here. That's big and small.
Now that we've come from three different places, there's nothing more to come out of.
That's everybody's idea."
"Woosh! Someone's already gone! I didn't get here earlier.
That's too bad."
I don't know if it's a shame that I can't get anything out of it, but Ryu-yeon's mouth is that.
A ruler (one ruler: 30.3 cm) popped out.
"Oh, but who's your grandfather?"
"Me?"After eating all the food, it was Ryu-Yeon who is now drawing attention to people.
"Who's your disciple?"
Ryu-Yeon asked back.
"Oh! Moyong Hwi, there's a guy like that. I've always had a kick out of it.
He's a smart guy. The problem is, I don't understand Master Lee's drinking and dancing.
It's one big blemish... and it's perfect in the rest of it' Who
To the point of coveting me."
When I remembered my superior disciple in my head, the heart of Nodo-sa came to my mind.
I was pleased with myself.
"Huh? Your student is Moyong Hwi?"
"Do you know?"
"Of course. We came to Mt. Wudang together."
"What brings you to Mount Wudang?"
Seeing him ask back, it was clear that he didn't know anything.
He's been building a wall around the world and focusing on training.
From Ryu-yeon, his student Moyong Hwi will accompany him to the camp training.
Upon hearing that he had come to Mt. Mudang, the old man burst into admiration.
"Huh, man's connection is an unknown thing."
Perfect enough not to lose to Mo Yong-hwi.
Langha is better than Mo Yonghui, Baek Muyong, but Moyong Hwi, the triceps sword.
The old man, who could not imagine being a doctor, was free-spirited.
To the point where you're going too far!
"I don't feel like the Master of Moyong Hwi at all!"
"Hahaha! That's why I got a lot of nagging from my students. But he's flexible.
I thought there would be a castle, but I wasn't as flexible as my talent."
A disciple who was more thorough than anyone else in discipline.
Thinking of someone, the old man sued.
"Still, they say it's better than the other one!"
"Is that so?"
Fortunately, the old man nodded.
The old man is Master of the Three Swords Moyong Hwi. Master of Cheonmu Hakgwan Cheonjajo.
The death penalty of Okhyeonja Hyunhakjin and the first sword of the Eight Sword of Wudang is
And the author, who holds the remarkable status of the leader of the Wudang faction.
It was a prefectural medical examiner.
The present self-doubt is an honor that only those in the Eight Sword of Wudang can receive.
Because his p*n*s was both an ogre and a sword.
Ida.
Someone saw the dagger now, and he was named the most prestigious shaman.
Can you think of the name of the Swordsman? It's a ridiculous request.
Since he realized one truth 50 years ago, the Swordsman has created strict discipline.
And then you become a slave to discipline, live a stagnant life, and deceive yourself.
Peppermint did not like the writers. Too much confidence in man-made discipline.
Because I felt like I was overworking someone.
Of course, he lived faithfully at first, more faithfully than anyone else. Young
In his day, the discipline of private affairs was heaven, absolute truth. Ha
But as soon as I stepped into the sword to accomplish one goal, the prefectural medical examiner said,
I realise that there are important facts.
In this way, the sword can never be free.
That was the fact that there were none.
That's why I quit my stifling long-term job early, and I'll go back to my sword in hiding.
I was working hard on it. He had a goal that was more important than honor.
There is a long way to go unless we have achieved that goal.
It's been 40 years since you've achieved something to complete a single feat.
That was Samjeong Taeguk Geomhye.
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It appears in the past, in the present.
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"Now that we've eaten, let's start exercising after eating! Hey, young man?"
"What? What's going on?"
"Not long ago, the labor meditated.I realized one thing.
Do you want to take a look?"
"Is it free?"
The first thing you need to do is check whether you are paid or not.
It was Ryu Yeon-like.
"All right, I'll do my best!"
The swordsman nodded cheerfully. If you put your mind to it, you'll get paid.
However, I meant that I would do it especially for free this time.
"Well, that's fine!"
Ryu-Yeon said yes. I feel like I'm losing something.
The black man rose from his seat.
"What do you think of swordsmen, young man?"
Walking to a large vacant lot, the swordsman asked.
"Well?"
The Swordsman's out-of-the-box question is of the nature to answer it unknowingly.
I didn't expect Ryu-Yeon's answer, so don't rack your brains.
In an attitude, he continued.
"Swordsman, who risked his life on the sword. In a word, Mitch the Sword.D.
Those who don't are not swordsmen. I'm trying to figure out a single herbivore.
I walked all my life. Even blocking the invitation of the Heavenly Ghost compared to this.
It's just a little thing!"
The prosecutor's eyes sank deeper and deeper. Like a net from his predecessor.
Ryu-yeon could fully feel the stern spirit taking place.
"Slurping!"
His sword slowly came out of the search and stayed in his hands. to lift a sword
The difference between before and after the sword was a fine line.
Before the sword, he had a modest impression of the grandfather next door.
On the other hand, his airway now holding a sword is reminiscent of Taesan Junbong.
It was full of dignity to kill.
The swordsman had already reached the point of capturing nature in the sword.
"Slide!"
His sword, which was as majestic as a mountain, was slowly flowing as water.
He moved in a lush way, and soon turned into a group of lights and embroidered the sky.
삼전태극검혜(三情太極劍慧) 극의(極意) 천망(天網)
"Ji-ing!"
A dense golden net embroidered the sky with splendor. Though my eyes are blind
I couldn't help but be a Minister. A very fine, dense net of black.
It was.
The change came at a moment's notice. Disappeared like an illusion.
The sword was soon covered by a sword that spread like a band of lights.
I returned to my seat after collecting
"Clap clap clap wow!!"
Ryu-yeon greeted him with applause. But a high radish on his face.
As a man of the eye of the ball, admiration was not young. He is a star
There is no other sign of surprise.
"How long has it been since I've warmed up like this! Sometimes, I'm gonna have to warm up like this.
It's refreshing to be the background in my own way."
"That's not a very professional remark, Grandpa."
"Hahaha! Where is the word of the master set? Mind
If you can tell the truth in words, that's what it's all about.
The Tao is not far away, but always by our side."
"Looking at you rubbing your tongue, you must be a master."
Only then did he understand that the strange old man in front of his eyes was a warrior.
It was Ryu-Yeon who did.
"Well, how was it?"
The prosecutor asked for an appreciation.
"Well... It's so dense that every strand of blackness...
Looks like his strength and speed are dead. I think I'm too obsessed with change.
Change, of course, is important, but power and change are just as important.
No matter how good a net is, if the material is weak, it'll be pierced quickly.
Won't he?"
Blank!
The prosecutor opened his mouth wide at Ryu-Yeon's grinning comment.He looks as if he's been beaten in the back of the head by a blunt weapon.
It was.
What the hell is this guy?'
Don't tell me you're gonna find out exactly what's missing in your sword.
It's probably because I didn't know it was there.
You're saying he's reached a similar level as me?'
It was unbelievable.
"Who the hell is that old monster?"
Climbing mountains! The word "mountain across the mountain" means something like this at times like this.
It's a dark spirit, a dark spirit, a dark spirit, a dark skin.
Sang didn't say no, but frowned as hard as hard as he could. I didn't even ask you to do it. You'really?
The streets sprang out automatically.
The Dark Dragon Squad failed! The failure in the water, too, is in the dark rain zone.
It was nothing short of a stain.
This time, we must remove the target and establish the prestige of the Dark Horn Spirit.
I wish I could be separated from this crowd to make things more complete.
Didn't you even wait? There couldn't have been a mistake.
But who the hell is that old man who suddenly appears? What you're wearing
He's worn out, but he's definitely a shaman.
It was.
Besides, the dreadfully powerful sword you just showed me.
What the hell is chi?
"Am I looking at something in vain?'
It was highly likely that Baek was a master of 100 and independent national convention. But as it is
I couldn't just go back.
"I must make it this time...!"
The black statue clenched his teeth. Failure was the death. But as it is, it's a thread.
The odds of losing were too high.
"Shall we just go back? No!'
I thought about it seriously, but the reality was not so easy.
Why don't you just give it a try?'
If you go back to this situation, only punishment will welcome you. That's the last thing I need.
It was a no.
He's not doing his job properly, he's reckless.
It was a once-in-a-lifetime mistake and the last mistake made by the black statue. This edition
A single error has left him unable to make any more mistakes.
All
"By the way, have you ever had a grudge against anyone?"
Suddenly, the prosecutor asked with a firm complexion.
"Hahaha, how can a good boy like me be so afraid of others and their grudges?"
I think I can make a deal. You're good at joking, too, grandpa."
It seems that he doesn't care about what he's done so far.
Here's the idea of a lightning strike!
"What do you think of rockslides?"
It was a sudden question.
"Studying?"
Now let's look at the meat flesh on the bones.
After the separation, Ryu-Yeon looked up and looked at the bayonet.
"Yes, the recitation!"
"My grandfather's water is a rockslide, hiding like a rat in the dark.
If it's right to stab a man in the back of his head to find a loophole,
That's what weak idiots do."
Ryu-Yeon's words were nothing short of acrimonious.
"Huh! Young man is so violent!"
"I've never really cared about rockslides or some kind of gang-packing douchebags.
I don't have one, so I suggest you use it only for incompetent idiots.
Yo."
It was a harsh remark as if a blade had been attached to the tongue. Ryu-Yeon이
It was natural to take this attitude. I've been brainwashed like that since I was a kid.
From the right master...
"And all around here, like a rat disturbing someone's precious meal.
There's a lot of hiding sparrows. Get a sparrow for a meal.Do you want to pay?"
Ryu-yeon, who finally destroyed everything in front of him, said,
I asked about the intentions of the elderly in Korea. Like a lion looking for exercise after a meal.
It was an attitude.
"Hahaha! That's enough to make a living. But
If you give it to me, I'll tell you I owe it to you for nothing.
I don't think so."
At that moment, curiosity flared in the eyes of the prosecutor. You've just found yourself.
Cheng is already aware of the existence of sparrows and is completely unperturbed.
The presence of a b*tc* seemed new.
"Oh, my God, I got you! Sal!"
Now that the hiding was exposed, there was no way back. Let's cry and mustard
To eat, the black statue was ordered to attack.
"No supply and demand! Who dares to live within the realm of a holy shaman?
You're spouting!"
The prefectural sword was low, but it had the power to make the atmosphere cry.
"Flap flap!"
A black sparrow flew up. But it's located, but it doesn't fly.
Sparrows are only prey to birds of prey.
No matter how strong you fly, the limit of sparrows is inevitable.
Because clearly there is.
Originally Ryu-Yeon's four gates, the people of Biromun have been underground for generations.
Because I wasn't interested in anything less, the sparrows were offending.
The kite's response was lukewarm.
His other reactions, other than this, are astonished by their sudden darkening.
It wasn't polite to a rocker who wanted to be shaken. It's a rocker. or It's a rock.
It was an insult to
Master said.
"As a puppet warlord, when, where, where, what...
Regardless of what you've done and come out, you've got a load of unexpected rockslides.
If you can't even stop an attack, you deserve to die. Such an idiot, such an idiot.
The moron who is subjected to this crime is not entitled to inherit the Roe Do. Of course, he
Even though he didn't make him the victor of the torpedo from the beginning."
It was Master's view of the roosters. Ryu-yeon couldn't agree more.
I prayed.
Defeat is not acceptable under any circumstances. That's what it is.
It was the true teaching of the non-Reflection Gate.
It's normal for a person to be embarrassed when faced with an unexpected situation.
So, if you're a master, you're not a good match for ordinary people.
Don't you think you should have a special ability?
Whether the enemy comes or not, Hoshi-tam-tam-tam-tam-tam-tam-tam-tam-tam-tam-tam-
Don Ryu-Yeon didn't care at all.
They were ignoring them to the point where they hurt their pride when they heard them.
Ryu-Yeon looks relaxed after eating.
There were loopholes in the eyes of the dark-horned Englishmen, a cranky man sitting next to him.
A crab-shaped old man just looked like a malcho, so I just saw him.
If it had not been for Jun, he would have carried out the attack without hesitation.
The price of jumping into the fire with fire was horrendous. These two are...
What a formidable bunch of monsters they're no match for.
It used to be.
The black sparrow flying to Ryu-Yeon doesn't even care.
I looked at somebody and said,
"As long as you have the power to tear the sky apart, the net nose is full.
Wouldn't it be no problem if I did? Like this."
With the flying bayonet shower just around the corner, Ryu-Yeon turns back.
I swung my arms around unnoticed. I'm gonna blow up the fly on the day it flies.
It was a light movement as if. But the results were devastating.
Rhinosity, Blackness, Rain
The chapter of heaven and earth.Heavenly light ()雷舞網)
Clash
The sky that opens up at the moment runs with the illusion of being trapped in a golden net.
The dark-masked black righteous fell like sparrows trapped in a net.
Ryu-Yeon's net is tighter than the one just hit by the bayonet.
It wasn't very detailed. But the strength and speed of each strand burns.
It was unrivaled.
The flying black sparrows flap like they're caught in a net.
It fell to the ground. Not a single man has ever made a proper attack. Golden
The light net did not allow black sparrows to invade or flee.
Ryu-yeon's skills were beyond their imagination. On the side of the Swordsman.
Three trillion won in the dark that it was a huge miscalculation that paid attention.
I had to feel that.
"Oh, my God, how could you do this? What a load of nonsense!"
The prosecutor's eyes were wide open with dismay. His mental shock is a coin.
It was huge enough to compare to taste. Hitting the back of the head with a blunt retreat.