Chapter 599

Episode 599. Shit-like evening, Cheonju-bong like

shit.

Heavenly Song.

Missing (2:00 p.m.).

A young man entered the entrance of Cheonaegok.

Wearing a white belt in wrinkled clothes, he was a rival of a small gap.

Arriving at Cheonaegok, he inadvertently glanced at the rock where the fight had taken place.

I thought there would be a blackened Jinin, but it was a face I didn’t know.

Somehow it seemed so.

I’m so worried about myself, but I wonder if I’m embarrassed.

He shook his head and looked around leisurely.

The warnings from Brother Byeokcho had long since disappeared from my mind.

I should thank you for cleaning the back room. I don’t know why people say it’s dirty.

Like the others, he sat cross-legged on an empty seat in front of the ‘Cheonae Unmunbi’.

And he stared intently at the cloud pattern carved into the cliff.

I haven’t had a bizarre feeling like the first time, maybe because I’ve seen it every day since I entered the soyo sect.

However, even if it hurts your eyeballs, a painting is just a painting.

Suddenly, Byeokcho came to mind.

It was understandable that I hadn’t had any enlightenment for twenty-five years.

‘damn. I don’t know what to see to realize it or not.’

He knew that his brain wasn’t brilliant.

Wouldn’t it be Namgoong-yeon, who was praised as the 10th martial artist?

Even if he died and woke up, he would not know the meaning of that pattern.

Even so, the reason why I am in front of ‘Ten Ai Unmun’ with great energy is just in case.

Concentration did not last long.

Even if it wasn’t, it was like torture to keep looking at the meaningless patterns to the distracted Yeonjeokha.

Glancing at the left and right of the serial.

I guess people aren’t that different.

I couldn’t meditate and my eyes met with the radiation who were doing something else.

Every time that happened, they turned their gazes with embarrassed faces.

At least the radiation ones are better.

The old men who were not wearing a belt rolled their eyes as if they were having a snowball fight.

Even during the time of meditation, the law of the jungle is still the same.

‘Tsk tsk! That’s why I can’t get enlightenment.’

He had a snowball fight with them, kicking his tongue at the immorality of his rivals.

In this way, he spent time appreciating the attitudes of Bangsa and Nosa.

After about an hour (two hours), the Bangsaeng and Nosa who were around him were replaced by new ones.

Even so, Yeonjeokha steadfastly maintained her position.

It was because the only thing he could do with his bad brain was to hold on.

He focused again on the pattern on the cliff.

Both horizontally and vertically.

I looked from the bottom up and scanned the patterns in every direction imaginable.

However, the pattern engraved on the cliff did not cause any change.

When Yeon Jeok-ha, exhausted, fell asleep, someone passed by him.

I opened my eyes in surprise at the sudden presence.

By now, the sun was setting.

He rose from his seat, resentful of his stupidity.

After sitting cross-legged all afternoon, my joints made a popping sound.

In addition, I felt some pain in the limbs that were stiff.

Even though there was no income at the moment, I was proud of the illusion that I had accomplished something.

I trudged to the restaurant where I left Cheon Aegok.

As dinner time approached, the area around the restaurant was full of people.

And the cowherd of Yoogak, who always served food, said with a puzzled face.

“What about this, small space brothers? We don’t have enough food for dinner tonight, so I don’t think we can afford to take care of our brothers.”

Hwang In-bo in a blue belt asked with an absurd face.

“What do you mean? Are you short of food? Customers didn’t suddenly come to Soyojong, so why is there not enough food?”

“I don’t know. It’s not enough because it’s not enough, but it’s not enough to have enough. From tomorrow, I will prepare plenty of food ingredients, so just take care of it today.”

Gyeon-woo hurriedly closed the door with the horse.

Hwang In-bo, who was looking at the closed door with a blank face, shouted out loud.

“hey! You bastards! Are you saying that something like Yoogak will destroy Sogyeokgak!? Do you know what kind of daaragak you guys are?”

If cleaning the backyard was So Gyeok-gak’s job, Yo-gak was taking on all sorts of other chores.

Cooking at the restaurant is one of Yo-gak’s jobs.

Despite doing the same hard work, Yo-gak thought of himself as different from So Gyeok-gak.

So, Yoogak and Sogyeokgak spent their lives arguing, but they never refused food like today.

However, no matter how hard Hwang In-bo tried, the once closed door would not open again.

One of the pilots wearing a yellow belt said in a low voice.

“Anyway, it seems that Daeragak said something. Wouldn’t Yo-gak die if they were Daeragak?”

no one objected

Since the real power of Chilgak is Daeragak, Yoogak and Sogyukgak have been working hard to impress them.

Byeokcho, who can be said to be a large formation of small gap angle fighters, robbed the seat and stood up.

“It’s going to be lined up tomorrow, so let’s go to Sogyeokgak and do something today. Shall we boil noodles after a long time?”

Everyone woke up at the words of the man who had worn a black belt for twenty-five years.

It was said that you could rub it against the yogak, but it seems that it is not easy to face it without mental preparation.

That’s when everyone walks with their backs to the back door.

Quaang-.

There was the sound of something crashing behind me.

The people of Byeokcho and Sogyeokgak looked back in unison.

The back door of Sodamgwan (restaurant) was smashed, and Yeonjeokha was standing in front of it.

“hey! You motherfuckers! Are you playing with what you eat? Even if I put up with everything else, I can’t stand that!”

At that moment, the people of Yoogak poured out through the broken back door.

Some of them were holding black-edged esophagus, as if they had come out while cooking.

About a dozen people from Yoogak attacked Yeonjeokha.

Buried by them, Yeon Jeok-ha disappeared from the eyes of So-yo-gak people.

Hwang In-bo looked at Byeokcho with a surprised face.

“Wall execution! Aren’t you supposed to help?”

No matter how strong Yeonjeokha is, the opponents are dozens of yoogak masters.

It was not an easy fight considering that each of them was a disciple of So-yo-jong.

But the byeokcho didn’t even flinch.

“If we fight Yoogak here, things will only get bigger. The work of an individual and the work of the whole are different. Can you bear the consequences?”

“But the kite priest...”

“He must have started a fight because he was confident. Even if I lose, will I lose my life?”

Cha Seung-eon intervened.

“The wall death sentence is correct. If it escalates into a fight between Yoogak and Sogyeokgak, we can’t all be safe. No matter how free the spirit of the sect is, I will not tolerate a fight between the Seven Heads.”

“So let’s just watch! In front of my eyes, a new recruit in a small split is being killed!”

It’s time for Hwang In-bo to scream.

The Yoogak people flew into the air one by one.

After about five people were thrown out, the figure of the buried enemy was finally visible.

He was catching and tossing the yogak drumsticks like he was throwing straw bales.

The fight between Yoogak and Yeonjeokha ended while the people at Sogyeokgak blinked a few times.

It wasn’t a fight, it was a one-sided arrangement.

After a while, I glanced at the people of the small gang, and entered through the broken back door.

Hwang In-bo, who had been giving a lot of strength, drooped his shoulders.

Yeon Jeok-ha’s indifferent expression stuck in his chest like a firebrand.

If I had run alone, I wouldn’t have felt so miserable

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