Chapter 985

985 times. stop it! They all die!

As time passed, Uicheon Geomjon, an apprentice to the Supreme Master, began to get used to the cloud of Unjong Sul.

When they had some time to spare, the three of them showed interest in the cloud made by fortune-telling.

In particular, Mugeuk Merchant, a volcanic faction guru, touched, smelled, and even tasted the clouds—as if he were about to learn by stealing.

This is because fortune-telling is a technique that was dreamed of by masters.

‘Hmm! It just looks like a cloud... The taste is a bit strange.’

Having practiced meditation all his life, he reacted sensitively to Seonqi (仙气). The moment the cloud melted in your mouth, a thrill arose along with the refreshing feeling unique to Seongi.

After that, the energy of Danjeon, hard as a rock, swayed once.

For a moment, the Mugeuk Merchant felt like a boat floating on the open sea.

Along with a mysterious realization, an unknown fear awakened his slackened mind.

The Mugeuk Merchant hurriedly averted his eyes from the clouds.

Lately, my heart was pounding.

I didn’t know anything else, but I knew this one thing.

That cloud was in the forbidden realm that the sky did not allow.

He looked around with a casual expression on his face.

The speed was fast enough to be said to be ignorant, but strangely, the body was stable without any special effort.

If I had to compare it, it would be like riding in a carriage made of clouds with no ceiling or walls.

The sound of the wind was deafeningly loud, but strangely, the wind pressure was not as strong as the sound.

In this way, it was really no different from riding in a carriage made of clouds.

As his thoughts went back to the clouds, the Mugeuk Merchant quickly turned his gaze to the clouds below.

I could only see the outline of mountains and rivers how high I flew.

It’s like looking down at the world through a bird’s eye.

I was both envious and afraid of Yeon Jeok-ha, who had such a transcendent ability.

Could he have become a god?

At that time, Uicheon Geomjon Lee Ui-jeong’s transmission sound was heard.

―Even though the clouds are fast, it is over 1,200 li (about 470 km) to Hocheonmaeng. Can you get there in one day?

The Mugeuk Merchant again turned his eyes to the mountains and rivers under the clouds.

Mountains and rivers were slowly moving back.

He fired a shotgun.

-I do not know. It’s the first time I’ve experienced this kind of experience... but would a person like Namcheon tell a lie that would be exposed in one day?

Uicheon Geomjon did not refute those words.

This time, Moo-deok Jang, a free apprentice, sent a telegram to the two.

―How about subduing Namcheon when he concentrates on fortune-telling?

The Mugeuk Merchant immediately objected.

―If we fall from this height, we die too. Even if you live, you will have to live a different life than before. No, more than anything else, Namcheon is not dedicated to fortune telling.

At that, Mu Sangdoje looked at Namcheon again.

Aren’t you concentrating on such a great technique?

Just in time, the gazes of Yeon Jeok-ha and Mu Sang-doje, who were looking back, met.

Yeonjeokha said with a sullen face.

“Like an old man who does not know grace. It is said that black-headed beasts are not harvested, and there is nothing wrong with the old saying.”

The tearful free apprenticeship was immediately accepted.

“I’ve never entrusted you to you, so what kind of white talk is that?”

“If it wasn’t for me, the old man would have lived as a puppet of a famous religious leader. I saved you, but you stabbed the benefactor in the back?”

“Thank you for helping me, but I never entrusted you.”

“Can I stab the person who helped me in the back of the head?”

“I’m sorry about that, but it was all for Wu Geuk Moon.”

“I guess so. For Mugeukmun, strong morality is not even as good as a dog’s hair. is not it? That’s why Greenrim calls Chilpaimun hypocrites.”

“joy!”

Free apprenticeship turned away with a cynicism.

Yeonjeokha added a word to him.

“Bring all five or ten together. I’m going to pull out all my teeth. And Mugeukmun is a special hundred-year-old gate.”

Uicheon Swordsman asked with a surprised face.

“What terrible thing is that you are going to pull out a tooth? Think of the ages of the masters in the 100s. If old people like us have their teeth pulled out, how are we supposed to eat?”

“You are worrying unnecessarily. I heard that if five masters in the 120s join forces, I can handle at least one? Why do confident people worry about their teeth?”

“...”

“Are your pants neat? An old man who is peeing and peeing, even stabs his benefactor in the back of the head to enjoy a movie?”

“Who is saying that someone spilled something!”

“What’s wrong? I’ve seen you pee. I’m afraid I can’t distinguish the smell of old man’s urine. The river the old man jumped into is called Ningha. The housekeeper says that this is Seohwa-hyeon, and if you go all the way northwest, you will see Jeong Ju-rae.”

“Ugh! Because it is not.”

The free apprenticeship did not pretend until the end.

I didn’t comment on that part anymore, as if there wasn’t much interest in the relationship.

After a while, he went out to Guandu with a half-left bottle of alcohol.

Again clouds gathered beneath his feet.

Uicheon Swordsman stopped in front of the cloud.

“Your face is red, is it okay? I think it would be good to get a little drunk and go.”

“I’m just going to ride. Who is said to have been drunk? You’re fine.”

“Then don’t go up too high like before.”

“That’s because you’re not drunk. If you keep doing that, you can go up to a really high place! Don’t you know that it’s as cold as midwinter even in summer when you go up very high?”

“Okay. Just don’t go up high.”

Uicheon Geomjon got on the cloud with an anxious face.

After that, Mugeuk Merchants and Mu Sangdoje followed.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who glanced behind him, said, ‘Hey!’ and blew a cynic.

The moment Uicheon Swordsman, who became anxious at his eyes, was about to say a word, the clouds rose vertically.

“Ugh!”

A scream erupted from the mouths of the three great masters.

The pipe became as thin as a thread and disappeared in an instant.

“Look!”

“Fly!”

“Stop it! Everyone dies!”

The rising cloud, like a shot arrow, stopped abruptly.

No matter how high they climbed, white steam came out of their noses and mouths.

Yeonjeokha, who was looking down, narrowed her eyes.

It was too high at night, so I couldn’t see the mountain stream very well.

It’s good to mess with the three old men, but I think I’ll have to go down further to reach Hucheonmeng by tomorrow.

The clouds fell again.

“Uhhhh!”

Screams erupted from the mouths of the ten masters once again.

No one put up with it, probably because he had already shown his ugly face once.

I stopped the clouds when I could see the cumulative sub-zero thickness of my forearm.

Then, with a white face, he said to Uicheon Geomjon, the Supreme Master of Mercy, who was standing relying on each other.

“I thought you were detached from life and death, but you are very timid. how? Wouldn’t you get tired of it if it was this high?”

The three people who were standing there with exhausted faces nodded violently.

***

August twenty-sixth.

Jeongju, Henan Province.

Hocheon blindness.

around noon.

A lump of white cloud descended over the huge Hocheonmaeng gymnasium.

Hocheonmaeng warriors who were training at the gymnasium gathered with surprised faces.

Soon, four people came out of the cloud.

It is the Uicheon Geomjon of the Musang apprenticeship, which is the same as Yeonjeokha.

The warriors who saw the Merchant bowed their heads in unison.

“Lord!”

The martial arts merchant smiled awkwardly and waved his hand at the warriors.

After a while, the musketeers, Gongson Illang and Gongson Gi, who heard the news, rushed over.

“Lord Lord?”

Gongson-gi looked at Yeon Jeok-ha and the ten masters with a puzzled eye.

The people who said they would kill the sword king came with Namcheon?

Before the Mugeuk Merchant could explain the situation, Yeon Jeokha spoke.

“Hey, Mister Musketeer. I call all the top 10 masters from the Hocheon League to come out.

The mouths of the warriors of Hocheonmaeng were wide open at his provocation, like a city janitor.