Book 12 Chapter - 6

Mine a hundred years ago.

- Twin Horse Appearance

The sword of the Binggum, the sword of the East, the island of Salinity, and the island of Gongdea set off the flames.

When it hit violently, the ground rang and the atmosphere screamed as if it were tearing.

What happened to the two men, Salinity and Bingkum?

I didn't even have time to figure it out calmly. Unconditionally bump into these two.

Preventing the sword and road of the elderly was the top priority.

"Strong!"

In the first clash, Salinity was able to realize that. Maybe in the strong lake

He was the strongest man who has ever run afoul of the province since his inception.(Water)

Ryu-Yeon, who still doesn't know what's what, was excluded from the comparison.)

I can feel the hand clasping from the hand holding the inflammation.

One pressure was speaking for its strength. But I dare to neglect it.

Head-on against the storm of this pottery without, but with one salinity.

I had a strange feeling.

'Oh, that's a little weird.'

Although the opponent's strength was clearly recognizable, to the front.

There was no ups and downs in the confrontation with. It must have been hard before.

It was surprisingly easy to confront even though it was a clear opponent. He's totally conscious.

And then he found out that he had improved while he was not doing it.

I was surprised enough.

"When did I become so strong?'

Docho was released from his fingertips as he decided to. Releasing the inner air and sashimi.

There was no strain on the ship. It's like water running down a river.

It was as natural as it was.

Oh, my God, what an amazing thing!'

All I've done in the meantime is become a student of Ryu-yeon and be severely overworked.

When did you become so strong? From a few years ago, you've been doing nothing.

Salinity that felt the ball was gradually stagnating rather than increasing.

That's why I think a lot about it, and I wonder if there's a solution.

You're not lucky enough to make a mess of it with a feeling of catching a blue one.

It used to be. However, there has been little progress. I've tasted frustration. that

The taste was sour and bitter. I don't want to taste it again.

It was.

But at some point, the difficulty that caused him to think so deeply about himself was, uh, amazing.

It's a job, but it was solved without even realizing it. Leave unattended

The tangled threads were untied by the passing wind.

It was unbelievable that he had experienced it himself.

"When you're obsessed with strength, you can't be strong, you get obsessed with strength.

Liza, you're strong.

It couldn't help but be contradictory.

I didn't feel much when I was fighting weak guys, but I'm a real powerhouse.

I could definitely feel it.

Fortunately, Na-Yerin seems to be relieved by her salinity.

There you go.

"Hyorong은?"

Ryu-Yeon ran down the cliff to the bottom in a heartbeat.

I asked with a sound.

"......."

But Lee Jin-seol, who is devastated with Hyorong in his arms, pierces Hyorong Bay.

There was no answer but to look down. A man I've always liked.

The fact that she's become this terrible because of herself makes her feel...

Guilt and broken heart is a huge thing, and she's gonna say nothing.

It couldn't be done.

Ryu-Yeon, frustrated just by looking at it, moves directly into Hyorong's carotid artery.I put my two fingers together.

"Phew~"

Fortunately, though faintly, Mac was running. I can feel a slight breath in my nose.

The blood from my forehead had stopped. The deep wound is

I guess it wasn't. Only then did Ryu-Yeon sigh of relief.

I looked around with some composure.

The fight between salinity and defeat was still fierce. The ground is digging deep.

Igo gravel and soil flew violently in the air. conflicting with one another

The sound echoed loudly in the canyon. And a little far away.

West Na-Yerin was watching them with grim eyes.

"You're still ignorant. I still can't get over my low temper.

You... or can't fix it forever?"

"Who are you talking about?"

Before you know it, I don't know. Ryu-yeon's voice coming from behind my back makes me.

Lin asked again. She's now one step away from the hall, like four people.

I was watching the previous one. A hundred years ago, many other people besides her.

To watch the confrontation between the great master of protocol and the prestigious masters of the present era.

It was gathering in droves. Everyone's watching this fight with their hands full.

All right, now they're one step up in front of their eyes.

There was a fight going on. You can see these high-quality beams at any time.

It wasn't there. Perhaps that's why everyone's eyes were full of tension.

"Well, who could it be?"

Ryu-yeon smiled as he approached.

"Yerin, do you have any wounds?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

Ryu-Yeon spoke in a reassuring voice in her response.

"That's a relief. They still have a chance to live here.

Because."

If you get a tiny scratch, you have to bury your bones here.

It was a story, but Na-Yerin couldn't understand Ryu-Yeon for a while.

"This sword, this sword! I've seen this sword before.

The face of Oriental studies was distorted by lightness. He's got a bingo and a sword a little while ago.

Stare at his sword and his hand trembling from the shock with his weary eyes.

Now the old man is wandering in a labyrinth of unanswered challenges.

He became a scholar who seemed to be.

It was a strange thing. And the young man who wore the double swords earlier today.

Why are there so many traces of martial arts that you've experienced before?

Is that a lot to see? Besides, there are two things that I don't like even more.

Equally gives himself once bitter defeat and indelible fear.

It was the most terrifying martial arts ever.

Like the saltiness of the sea breeze mixed in the air of the interior, the double swords a while ago...

Traces were tenuous, but this one was a ship floating in the middle of the blue ocean.

The scent was as distinct as standing on deck.

The sword and the sword set off a spark, despite the obvious signs.

What I certainly couldn't tell at the moment of the crash was the skill of the bingo sword.

As the months go by, he also undergoes a series of vicissitudes to suit himself.

Because it was. And most of all, this technology was half the battle.

It also added to the confusion of the elderly.

It was not just the winter vacation that felt this way. his long companion

The same must have been true of Jain's defeat.

"What the hell are you guys doing?"

The two old men shouted at the same time. The two old men looked at each other."What's your relationship with the Taeguk New Army?"

A creepy voice coming out of the ice-covered desert.

asked Dong vacation.

"Well, how do you do that?"

Surprised, Salinity asked back with his eyes wide open eyes.

"Salinity!"

cried the Binggum. But it is already too late. And then the salinity goes, "Ah."

Cha' realized that he had made a big mistake. At the enemy's inductive questioning,

It was foolishly taken over.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yes, indeed.

His cheeks shook lightly when the public defeat laughed with a throbbing smile. Overview

It wasn't a good look. The eyes of Oriental studies shone deeper and colder.

"Who are you people?"

asked the Binggum. He couldn't dare to neglect his voice.

There was a strong sense of vigilance.

"Anyone who has anything to do with the new army deserves to ask our names.

Probably. Nobu says it's winter vacation."

"Hhhhhhhh, Nobu is a public defeat!"

Two fat, skinny old men, a pair of swords and swords. That's it.

There will be more than a dozen people. But the name is Dong.

When it comes to vacation and defeat, the story is on a different level.

"Seo, don't tell me you're..."

The answer is always a cold, calm bingo, except when dealing with salinity.

There was no lack of agitation.

"Who are you, icebreaker, do you know who those old men are?"

Salinity urged from the side.

"Red hair, red hair, blood, blood, blood, hair, and trust in men of little skill.

You're too fearless!"

The old man who introduced himself as a public defeat shouted in an angry voice.

Bbajik!

The temples of the salinity wriggled as if they were fluctuating. Salinity with blood on the forehead

The moment he tried to run out of his way, the bingo's hand took him off.

I did.

"Don't act rashly. I've got a lot of balls coming at me, and it's easy to beat.

No, it's not!"

The bingo's eyes were full of unparalleled seriousness, blue and silver.

The sharp gaze of the sword from beneath the eyebrows is par with vigilance.

Le was shaking. This cold statue of ice is so nerve-wracking.

I've never seen you stand up, nervous, and watch out before, Yum.

In the middle of the winter, the province is covered with cold water.

I had a creepy feeling.

I don't know what they are, but they have no blood, no tears.

Can you sway me this much? The anger that had risen to the top of my head.

It cooled down to.

A calm, but cold smile formed around the mouth of Oriental Studies.

"Honestly, you seem to know who we are. We

The fear that they sow is still germinating, not dying.

I'm so impressed. Nobu is on his winter vacation. And

He's the only acquaintance of Nobu, Zanlömado. Hundred

A year ago, people called us Bireu twins!"

At that moment, Ryu-Yeon's sharp eyes flew toward them.

"Bi-Löe?"'

Their introduction, which calls itself a "Non-Roe twin mara," introduces Ryu-Yeon's time five years ago.

Then I put it back there. In his eyes covered by hair.

Fragments of retrograde time spread out full of retina.

Master's amnesia?

- Fishing in the canal

A remote forest, a high cliff, endless silver-white plain with no limit, dozens of them.

A vast wave of clouds winding the peaks. The Great Scenic View of the World ( 실로

It was a magnificent sight to call it.

Neungunbong Peak Silver Baekpyeong Unhae Rock

It's like a shelf in the middle of a caved-in cliff.It was just a bump. All over the mountain, it sticks out on its side by side.

It may be just a tiny little stone, but it's a silver lining beneath it...

The sea of clouds leads to the abyss of an empty abyss of unknown depth.

I thought I'd give up looking for a dead body once I fell in love with it.

It's like the painter's god blew a brush with all his might.

Time as if it were part of a painting in the middle of a vast landscape like a watercolor painting.

Sitting on top of a rock carved from a statue of a robe, a purple ojuk in one hand.

There was an old man who hung his fishing rod over the sea of clouds.

It reminds me of a silver beard hanging tall, the white horse's brilliant mane hair.

White, white hair, deep under thick, white eyebrows.

The hidden clear, cool eyes are as hot as a quench on an anvil.

There was a flame as big as a sword. Those dignified eyes.

A man with a small fence in front of him wouldn't dare even look straight at him.

I will.

It reminds me of the celestial line of the old man's

He was an old man, but he's the gate of the current gate.

"Vicious" or "evil," "monster," "evil,"

Ryu-yeon was considered a master of various expressions such as "Guardian: The Lonely and Great God."

Obviously the master was fishing. There's nothing you can do with a fishing rod.

I'm limited. What else can you do with a bamboo liver besides fishing?

Do you have one? It's originally made for fishing. But even so,

There wasn't anything like water around here.

Ryu-yeon and Master Master Rui-Yeon are living in the peak.

What others call this place is a complete reward to them.

There was no coffin.)

The tree is choking, and it's not growing properly, near the top of the bay.

What kind of water can fish in a sieve? The stream of water on the peak

The water source that started was down for a long time. Tooth

The place is so far and so high away from it that the water flows.

Even the sound was too tired to reach the middle.

But master, regardless of that fact, is wonderful, and quiet.

I was hanging a fishing line. I can feel the solemnity of the seriousness.

In fact, it didn't matter if the look was serious or not. master

As the attitude suggests, where he throws his fishing needle, the waves form a white foam.

It's not the blue sea that's growing and breaking, it's white and fluffy like snow.

It was a sea of clouds, a plain of wind, with a soft feeling like that. sky

This fact remained unchanged as long as the seas of the past were not overturned.

It's beyond common sense to hang a fishing rod proudly in such a place.

It was not enough to be praised for its absurdity.

What is he trying to fish for now? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Is there any?

But next to this fishing old man, who has neglected common sense.

There was a boy who actively participated in the act. Same as Master

The boy's face with a fishing rod made of loch, like a jewel.

It was impossible to check its appearance because it was covered by long black bangs.

It was Ryu-Yeon.

At the end of the horizontal line of the wide white canal, the decedent that penetrated the clouds.The dog's peaks stood pointed like black spears. The sight at a glance.

In the sight of the eye, their old and young are fishing as if they were competing.

I was giving you a great deal.

As if lost in time, melted in passing time, frozen in nature.

Their naturalness, which seems to be angry, is even this vast and mysterious.

In the middle of nature, it was shamelessly unnatural.

He seemed to claim that he was right where he was.

How long has passed while fishing, either of the two old or young.

I didn't care about that either. I'm sure you're both on the edgewise.

It was concentrated on the tip of a barrel fishing rod. However, it seems that there is little profit.

The golden sun, which was locked to the top of its head in the sea of clouds in the east, slowly rises.

I came to the top of the sky and got caught. The shadow of old age is the shortest of the day.

But their fishing rod is still a silent criminal.

There was no silence like that.

But the old man's eyes still didn't know to give up.

"... disciple!"

The old man's dry voice, fixed at the end of the bamboo liver.

Called a boy. It's very common sense to hang it in the water.

It's normal. It's not like we're going to use a fishing rod designed for that purpose.

But what are the intentions of hanging in the sea of clouds? Nevertheless

These two old men are either completely futile or worthless in this series of actions.

He didn't seem to care. They actually acquire and achieve something.

I was expecting somebody.

"Yes?"

Ryu-Yeon replied in an uninspiring, insensitive and dry voice.

A neck full of age-stained ennui, unlike the boy's voice.

It was the sound.

"Caught?"

"...not really!"

"...is that so?"

"......."

The end of the impassive conversation was adorned with long silence and silence. today

Thus, the mouth was not in control.

"Master!"

This time the boy called the old man.

"Nim!"

Master emphasized only one character. Anything else is important.

As if you didn't lose.

The east wind blowing over the clouds churns the silver-white sea, forming a torrent.

I was making it or sometimes creating a whirlpool. Clouds pick up the wind.

La ran along, portraying countless fantasies.

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

I think it's been revealed."

Ryu-Yeon said, with a dull voice accompanied by a nice yawn.

"Strangely, today's shooting is not very good. That's all

Everything."

However, when his student's response was not satisfactory, he hurriedly continued.

"Kang Tae-gong did not become Kang Tae-gong because he caught a lot of fish. his language

The amount of strokes was far too small to be ridiculed as a fisherman. But the company

Didn't Lam catch the whole world? From now on, Master Lee will be called Master Kang Tae-gong.

Do it."

Try to make excuses to defend yourself. Apparently unacceptable

Ida.

"I think all the Kang Tae-gongs in the world are dead. It's your turn, Master.

I can't believe you're here!"

The student's reaction was cold-hearted. I don't want you to know that he's a cold-hearted.

It was a master who felt it. Besides, that rude way of speaking...

"Fishing something is not the only way to fish. A fisherman's wild goose chase.

He is the one who catches life and time by hanging his liver and taking nature as his friend.Change."

Master's rant never stopped here.

"That's what romance is. I'm sure you'll find a way to go.

It's an impossible feeling. "Wait and wait and wait and wait! Then you'll be tricked!"

Haven't you heard the golden word of an angler like gold and jade?"

The master speaks sternly, but where is the sign of listening?

There was no such thing.

"That's too much for an excuse for nothing. You've got a fake golden saying.

I mean Dani. Let's give up now."

Ryu-yeon's callous response wriggled the master's thick highlights.

"Oh, you're so impatient! I don't think it's all part of the training.

See!"

"Once again, the theory of training?"

The student's reaction was lukewarm.

"Of course, you son of a b*tc*! To fish for this canal, so-called cloud fishing.

I've said it over and over again, but it takes a lot of ability. We're trying to get him here.

What do you do?"

"Of course... fish!"

Just like that!

Heavenly rain forest!

"It's a bird, man! What kind of crazy fish lives on top of this mountain?

Is it?"

"Oh, that was a sophisticated joke."

Holding his forehead, Ryu-yeon grumbled.

"You like jokes, you're getting more rebellious these days. Disciple!"

"Oh, that's an illusion, an illusion!"

Inside, the prickly Ryu-Yeon waved and glossed. Master's Dong, of course.

Experiencing once again that physical intuition is sharp...

"...and it's not just the birds that come up to these heights.

Some of the birds have strong wings that can fly above the clouds.

Just birds of prey like hawks and eagles. Besides, they're fierce and powerful.

Not only is it fast."

The master's fervent speech is constantly vomiting.

"So to make fishing successful, first we see through the clouds.

I need a sharp eye. We can figure out where the target is.

You put a worm in it, you hang it in the clouds.

If you think there are birds of prey flying in and you're gonna snap at them, it's a big oh.

It's a mountain, that never happens. The second one is..."

Maybe he's thirsty for passionate eloquence, but the master stops talking for a while and is in his waist.

He took out the Dunsul Hororo and coolly quenched his throat. Watch it from the side.

Dawn Ryu-Yeon has a taste for food, but his own turn will probably come back.

It wasn't the same.

"Secondly, the energy can move fishing lines as efficiently as possible.

It is whether there is or not. As the altitude is high, the wind is strong. Besides, get him.

Fish with wings are fast enough to break the wind. to them

You move your fishing line at a steady pace, and you have to tie them up in an instant.

It's a must-have training to learn how to rain. that

And yet you're barely getting caught in this sacred fishing.

Are you saying let's quit just for a reason?"

It was an eloquent speech with the power of fireworks and volcanoes. But rain

Ryu's heart was still in a state of limbo.

'Will this really help that much? A personal hobbyist no matter how many times you look at it.

I can only see the bow...

Suspicions and doubts arising from the seeds of distrust grew deeper and deeper, but Jin.

I decided to bury it quietly in my mind. You have to be smart at a time like this.

It's necessary.

"But it's already half a day sitting still. Such a long poem

You're wasting your liver trying to catch phoenixes?""Well, that's not such a bad plan."

The master replied, twisting his head. Somehow it seemed to be in agreement.

"It's expensive to catch, right?"

"It's very expensive!"

He speaks with greater emphasis.

"Hmmm..."

The scary thing about the master is that he takes jokes seriously. These days

Ryu-yeon is confused because she's becoming more and more like the master.

I only did.

"What would the phoenix like?"

Suddenly the story began to take shape.

"I think I've heard something about white horses."

"Wasn't a white horse a dragon?""

Master pointed out the perception of wrong information about his student's bait.

"Did you? I guess so."

"In order to catch a dragon in an old rite, we have to use a white horse as bait. That’s right.

Should I use a white tiger as bait to catch a cotton phoenix?"

"Well, I've never caught one, so I don't know. That's a fishing textbook.

I don't have any. Besides, aren't you a friend of all directions like Baekho-myeon. Any

Since the phoenix Lee eats well, do you think he'll eat his friend?"

"Ugh!"

Master gave a prickly look for a moment. But it recovered quickly.

"So the bottom line is you don't know?"

"I don't know."

"Tsk, you don't even know that. What on earth do you see and what do you ship?

Was that what you wanted?"

In this case, it is usually stranger to know. And yet, Master.

He rebukes his student in a wild way. He was always a great master.

"Of course, I only saw what he showed me, and I only learned what he taught me.

It's not polite to the master if the disciple finds out what the master doesn't know.

It's the luck of heaven to have such a good and polite disciple as me.

I'll doin' it."

It was Ryu-Yeon who never lost a word. What a great disciple this is.

It's not a really movingly amicable priesthood.

I couldn't do it.

"Oh, I brought you the calamity of heaven!"

The master looked up to the sky and burst into deep sighs. Ryu-Yeon is that.

I've cut my teeth about it.

After a while, they returned to their original state as if nothing had happened. Just

The bickering between priests and priests that I had already had in their heads.

It's strange, but for these priests, it's a common practice.

It seemed to be a life. The two priests, old men, they're back to the edge of the fishing rod.

I kept looking and waiting.

Who said that? Fishing and life are a series of endless patience.

"Sa-a-boo!"

The disciple calls the master.

"Why, Zezeza? You always leave out the 'nim' of respect. It's a grain of salt