CH 111

Introductory Aircraft (2)

'Huh.'

open your eyes

The whole world is red.

'Blood, blood.'

scary. afraid.

Bloody hands hold their own.

Grab your legs and wrap your arms around your body.

One, two, three .

Uncles, aunts, my cousins .

All of their screaming hands try to catch him.

'Oh, Father. Mother!'

The bloody hands of mother and father stretched out at the end.

'I'll take you too.'

The parents who finally caught him, who were transferred from hand to hand, threw him into the world.

'Don't leave me.'

Whirly Lyric.

The world spins round and round

A field full of fresh green grass.

The body of the thrown child was covered in blood.

family's... .

I look around with a blank face, and I see an egg.

big.

large, large eggs.

That's when I realized it was a dream.

'this is Taemong?'

Dang Jin-cheol opened his eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"Son."

"Isn't that right?"

Suho's forehead narrowed.

" ."

Dang Jin-cheol shook his head laboriously.

"Even if it's silver work, isn't this too much?"

"Don't keep killing my innocent little brother."

"Sheesh. You should take good care of your nephew."

" ?"

I looked down at him to see what he meant, and he said seriously.

"If people find out, would you leave that kind of information alone? Once in a thousand years, it is a record of whether or not to fly. Not all Moorim families are human."

In fact, there was a place where some clan abducted children and raised them as Mundo. Most of the assassination groups were like that, but even a decent Moorim family would covet Geon-woo when he reached the level of talent.

Aren't you 7 years old yet?

A kidnapping or something, taking it and coaxing it well.

"Don't worry about someone else's nephew, and teach me how to do it."

"No, how can I covet qigong when I have such an external gong?"

It's just absurd that someone who catches a Imoogi with their bare fists covets their inner skills now.

"I need an air force."

"Even if a knife enters the throat, I do not pass on my vision to anyone other than the Tang family."

Dang Jin-cheol's face was resolute in itself, so even if he threatened to kill him, it didn't seem like he would listen.

"Then should I wait until Sunpil comes?"

"Where did you go?"

"In the blacksmith. It would take a few days."

At Suho's words, Dang Jin-cheol slapped his knee.

"You're getting to work so quickly!"

It is natural for a craftsman to waste days when making a sword with his soul.

Since the sword making is much faster than others, the cheongeom yakjang professed for a few days, how great a masterpiece would be born.

For the Moorim, the desire for ascending martial arts and a famous sword is like an addiction that cannot be stopped.

"If you wait until Sunpil arrives and learn this, it will be too late ."

Despite Suho's disappointing voice, Dang Jin-cheol was immovable.

"Who was Uncheol? ."

"Ah! Isn't Daehyup too small?

"Is it a big deal all of a sudden?"

"What should I do? A family's military power can never be passed on to outsiders.

"Then don't you know anything about martial arts other than family ones? Anything is fine, so tell me."

What kind of nonsense is this again?

Any martial arts is fine.

Choosing fish at the market wouldn't be so unreasonable.

"If anything is fine Haven't you already taken a lot of money?"

Ah!

What is another word for nonsense?

It's a skill book.

Suho looked through the inventory, thinking about the items he had put in when he robbed the Mamon people's warehouse last time.

When I looked at only the non-class among them, there were about 20 volumes.

Ugh! This is Monk Hye-kyung's self-defense martial arts! To say that he could not leave a secondary school and died a screaming death... ."

To say that the secret supplies are in the mamon warehouse is no different from saying that they are dead to the mamon people.

"This is the Yawang color ball!"

At the feast of rising military service, I swallowed the saliva of the Dangjin Railway, which had nothing to do with it. How many strong secretaries are there?

I'm curious about the story, but the heroes who would have refueled the river became immortal guests, leaving only the secret for future students.

Suho chose only the inner-gong-sim method from among the non-gongbi-class books.

There are three books.

Changchun Deep.

naughty law.

suragi craft.

"What, aren't you learning?"

The stat 'Qigong' was required in common, and in particular, Yawang's mental method required an additional stat called 'Yumgi'.

Each mental method requires different values, but there was nothing Suho could learn.

The biggest drawback of the skill book is that if you don't meet the learning conditions, you can't learn it.

"How are you doing qigong?"

To learn martial arts, you must open qigong.

"It's about accepting the qi of nature into your body."

"So how do you do it?"

"I'll let you know if it's a fortune-telling method."

This is a vision and nothing to do.

It is a breathing method that approaches the purity of the qi spread in nature by simply breathing in and exhaling the qi of nature.

"Daehyup, please follow me."

When Dang Jin-cheol sat down, Suho also sat down.

When Dang Jin-cheol saw this, he suddenly felt a sense of shame at the fact that the person called Daehyup did not even know the fortune-telling method.

Those who have been practicing martial arts for several decades are such idiots.

"I don't think this is fair."

what?

Why does this guy talk so much?

"Did you just save me ."

"Heh heh, it paid off all by teaching my vision to my disciple."

Look how shameless you are.

"Then what?"

"How the hell did you get your training done?"

Just because I'm a beginner in qigong doesn't mean I haven't mastered qigong. Rather, it is important to train the body consistently, because no matter how strong the body is, if the body to support it is not strong enough, eventually there will be a limit to growth.

The reason I don't do more external training than physical training is because it's not as efficient as internal qigong.

A master who has reached the top rank with his sword skills can even cut rocks with his sword, but even if he has learned external technique for several decades, there are only a handful of people who have reached the top rank.

Unless you have innate talent, entering Naga Qigong is an efficient way to become a master without wasting time.

"You just have to run a lot, hit a lot, train a lot."

"Heh heh, it's a basic story. I am asking how."

"You have to run until you die, beat to kill, and train to live."

"Heh heh, I wish I didn't want to teach you. Because I didn't... ."

"Unchul."

What Suho gave was not the only thing he had given him out of prison.

"Come on, put your hands on your knees and stretch out your hands toward the sky. That's right, and breathe in slowly... ."

Dang Jin-cheol passionately taught the art of fortune-telling. It was a very common technique that was no different from abdominal breathing, so there was nothing to teach.

whoops.

After breathing for about ten minutes, Suho opened his eyes.

"Why is there no change in this?"

Suho's gaze contained the question of whether he had cheated or not.

Dang Jin-cheol said in a bewildered way.

"Fortune-telling is not a great way of thinking. It's just getting a little more familiar with the flag."

"When is Qigong open?"

"Each person has a different talent. Did you feel something clear or tickled while breathing?"

"It was nothing."

It's just an in-breath that you always rested on.

"In 10 years or so, there will be an air mass."

Suho's forehead frowned.

"Isn't there something better?"

"Hey, everyone since me came from a prestigious family. I have never learned anything other than ascending martial arts, so I have nothing more to teach you."

He grew up taking all kinds of elixir from bee mousse water from birth, and he has no way of knowing how to enter qigong at a young age.

Because he just became automatic when he was born.

"If the only purpose is to create a danjeon in Gihae, why not look for the third-rate thought method floating around in the author?"

"That would be better."

The conditions for ascending martial arts are too strict.

Suho just wants to find out if the formation of danjeon becomes a code that leads to proof of history.

"Let's go."

" Shouldn't I be protecting my disciple?

"There is a white man."

" ."

Geon-woo, who shows amazing concentration, has not come out of the world of images for two hours.

"It's not going to happen. By any chance, it will be a big deal if you fall for the coin purse, so I'll have to stay by your side.

I didn't want to be recorded as the person responsible for ruining the gemstone enough to leave a name in history.

"Whoa."

At that moment, Geon-woo let out a long sigh and opened his eyes, and Suho smiled.

"I woke up."

; Park Gun-woo

Level 7 - Beginner (F)

soldier

Skills - Silence, Fortune-telling

The guy who was only level 1 became level 7 at once.

Dang Jin-cheol's teaching method of inner-gong spirit was definitely an ascending martial art, and his achievement was superior to that of field managers handed down by Jang Soon-pil.

"How are you?"

"Something feels odd."

"What a great achievement! You have already achieved your own path."

Even as Dang Jin-cheol, he did not expect that he would enter the first star of the kanji storm heart method at once.

Isn't he a genius among geniuses?

"Come on, let's go see the town."

Suho took Dang Jin-cheol and Geon-woo to the annex of the Moon clan.

*The first place Suho and his party visited while looking for the author street was a street selling skewers.

I stopped by naturally as it was on the way to the bookstore.

"Hey, how did you get rid of this?"

"Chuckle, that's the secret of our store."

"It's delicious."

Suho ate a lot of meat.

Most of the wild beasts did not hunt unless they invaded their territory due to the strong stench, but the herbivores enjoyed eating them because there were many guys with soft meat.

Suho's recipes thrown into the wild without tools were boiled or grilled. In an environment without any seasoning, Suho, with no cooking knowledge, just ate it.

After returning to Earth after a thousand years of giving up food, eating is one of the greatest pleasures.

You never know when you will come to the planet Gucheon again, so all you see is a guardian who eats everything.

"This is common in every village. Let's go now.

At Dang Jin-cheol's words, Suho nodded and picked up another one and popped it into his mouth.

"Oh, it's delicious. Go. Calculate."

Huh? Where's the boy's money? The Daehyup will calculate it."

"I don't have either?"

" ."

Your inventory is full of bloodstone, but will it have any monetary value on the planet Ninety?

"Uncle, there I am."

"Where did you come from?"

"Uncle Soon-pil took care of me just in case."

" ."

If I hadn't brought my nephew out, I'd almost have eaten without food.

Located at the tip of the snowy mountain, Mun's Sega.

Since it is a place where outsiders do not often come and go unless snowy mountains are the purpose, the bookstore was quiet enough to justify the saying that only flies fly.

profit.

"Mmm, hey! Come on."

Fortunately, the owner woke up to the sound of an old door and rubbed his hands.

"Sir, is there something you are looking for?"

"I'm thinking of buying a copy of the Inner Gongsim Law Book."

"Ouch! Welcome.

Most of the customers of the bookstore were villagers, and lending letters or pornography was the main source of income.

Military books are quite expensive, and they tend to be purchased rather than borrowed. I asked a large guest after a long time.

Said the owner, who had slapped his slap a couple of times as if to drive away sleepiness.

"Even though it's a remote village, our bookstore has a book on the Naegongsimbeop that is perfect for customers!"

The bookstore owner opened the closet and found an old chest that looked like it might contain some legendary secret.

"Hey, it's dust."

After wiping, he pulled the keychain from the waist dance, pointed to the right key, and spoke nonstop.

"If you are talking about this martial arts level, it is a mysterious method that contains all the principles of the world, and it is nothing but martial arts that will never envy a master if you achieve greatness."

"Oh."

When Suho showed interest, the owner demonstrated his sales power.

squeaky.

The key hit and the bundle turned and the chest opened.

There were two secret books, the owner said with a serious face.

"I am not saying that I want to leave a reading, but this simbeop book must be purchased together with this fencing book to reveal its true value."

"What kind of swordsman?"

"People these days are all screaming for no rise and no tax savings, but not everything complicated is good. Isn't it a true martial art that sometimes contains subtle changes in simplicity?

Swallowing one saliva, he continued.

"Only three herbivores! You don't need anything complicated. When this sword technique is mastered, the power of a dragon resides, capable of cutting down a thousand people, and in the past, it is a tax-saving sword technique that can kill with a single blow."

"Oh, the limit?"

"No."

"That's right."

"I knew from the moment my guest came in that I was the owner of the non-payment."

Dang Jin-cheol sighed and left.

"How much is the Samjaesimbeop?"

" A hermit is... ."

"Let's go."

At Dang Jin-cheol's words, Suho didn't even budge.

Why? Good.

Things like the universal value of things are useless at all. When I need it, I pay what I need.

"Give me both."

"I want you to be cool. I'll give you both for one hermit.

Because Dang Jin-cheol had his ax eye open, the owner of the bookstore couldn't put a big eye on it.

"Can this be anything other than a hermit?"

Suho pulled out a turned item from the Mamon warehouse from his inventory.

" No, this!"