Chapter 122

Episode 122

‘......The condition is more serious than it looks?’

Despite his healthy and clean appearance, the young man’s insides were a mess.

It was considered a miracle that I was alive in this body.

‘Even Cheon Ji-ryeong wasn’t like this.’

I recalled the time when I saw Chen Ji-ryeong in the slums of Chengdu.

A body so thin that it is reminiscent of the inner ear of the tree.

Her hair was thin and bare, and her wrinkled skin was cracked like an old tree.

But what about the young man in front of me?

Aside from being a bit thin and pale, his appearance was not much different from that of an ordinary person.

It was to the point where I wondered if it was a person dying from a mental illness.

‘Could this happen?’

I felt a sense of disconnect.

His blood vessels and organs are damaged and even dying, but he looks fine on the outside.

Ak Yeo-ryeong, who was watching with a heavy expression, asked cautiously.

“How is it?”

“Not good. Originally, I was going to force him to become conscious and then have him perform fortune telling techniques, but I don’t think that would be possible. “It could be dangerous if you do it carelessly.”

“Is it that much?”

“Where is the civil service office?”

“we are here.”

Ak Yeo-ryeong handed me a book she had taken out of her bosom.

After checking the outside of the book, I narrowed my eyes.

‘It’s called Wind Baek Gong (風伯功).’

I turned the pages, looked through the contents, and tilted my head.

It was not a martial art with strong characteristics like Honghwa Shingong (red fire spirit art) learned by Hwadaerang or Ice Flower art (氷花功) learned by Lee Su-yeon.

If I had to point out some characteristics, I could name two.

First, the efficiency of accumulating air is quite high.

The second is that it is a mental method that builds up energy that is soft and versatile, like the Taegeuk Shingong of the Shaman sect.

‘It would go well with the sound technique.’

I don’t know if it is worth replacing the Shandong Musician’s vision of Naegongsimbeop.

I put the book down on the edge of the bed and rubbed my chin in thought.

Since I couldn’t forcefully awaken the patient’s consciousness, I had no choice but to control the patient’s energy myself and proceed with the treatment.

‘I can’t do it.’

The risk was high and it would take a long time to fully recover, but there was no other way.

I slowly turned my head, looked at Ak Yeo-ryeong, and asked.

“Have you tried anything special to treat your disciple? For example, they were made to take elixirs.”

“I didn’t give you the elixir. “I invited a number of doctors and tried various treatment methods with their advice.”

“What specific method did you use?”

“A needle connected to a tube is inserted into the skin to release medicine prepared in a special way.”

“...I’ve never heard of such a treatment existing.”

“They say it’s a secret art from the West. “In fact, that method had some effect.”

“well. “On the outside, he looks fine.”

“I knew it wouldn’t be a solution to the fundamental problem.”

“I hate to say this, but the treatment probably made the patient’s condition worse.”

“What does it mean?”

“Doesn’t the head of the family have some guesses as well?”

“.......”

“Since the drug was injected directly into the bloodstream of a person suffering from a heart attack, it is inevitable that side effects will occur.”

The evil woman’s expression darkened.

Of course, this was just a mistake born of ignorance.

It was difficult to see it as her fault.

She probably didn’t know that the mysterious illness her student was suffering from was Simma until she received the letter I sent.

A drowning person usually clings to straws.

She would have had no choice but to cling to it since the treatment, which seemed to be some Western secret technique, actually showed some effect.

“Can you save me?”

“Whoa.”

When I sighed and took my hand away from the patient’s acupuncture point, my son-in-law was already immersed in darkness.

‘I’m dying.’

My whole body was drenched in sweat.

Not only was there physical fatigue, but more than anything, mental fatigue was significant.

I had a strong urge to lie down in bed like this.

‘I should at least wash and change clothes.’

I sighed and sat cross-legged in my place.

I was planning to have a quick prayer before leaving the room.

Once, twice, three times.

As I continued practicing Sojucheon, my fatigue decreased.

‘Good.’

Soon, I forgot about time and myself and fell into a state of no-self.

At some point, the thought of simply praying and resting disappeared.

Absolutely! Quick!

As I increased the speed of my luck, my brain energy naturally flowed out and enveloped my whole body.

The energy to travel through the blood path without hesitation, strengthened by the supernormal ability of the White Thunder God.

Currently, my Danjeon contained seventy-five years worth of internal energy.

By taking Gongcheongseokyu, he filled his life and gained an additional 15 years of inner energy by taking Plum Blossom Goddan, which he received as the winning prize of the fighting competition.

Now, I wouldn’t have to go anywhere and be made fun of for having poor internal skills.

‘......Right. Is it time to take the next step?’

My body became light, as if I could fly.

The fatigue that had been weighing down my whole body just moments ago was no longer felt at all.

The tips I had learned while treating Ak Yeo-ryeong’s disciple were engraved in my mind one by one.

‘Now that I think about it.’

The reason I took the risk of undergoing treatment using a white light device may not have been simply to speed up the cure time.

Maybe it was something I felt instinctively?

That that action would be a great help to my growth.

Moments of enlightenment tend to come suddenly.

Once you miss that moment, you never know when the opportunity will come again.

‘I can feel it.’

Even with my eyes closed, I could clearly perceive the surrounding terrain.

The door in front of the chair, behind the bed on the left, and even the presence of Damun and evil female spirits standing guard beyond the door.

The feeling was significantly different from when I released my energy senses and sensed a presence.

Now, even if Cheon Ga-ryeong or Seo Ho-seon used their best stealth techniques, it seemed like they could easily find out their location.

Huh!

Heavy waves spread out in concentric circles.

Ak Yeo-ryeong, who was chatting quietly with Dam-un outside the door, noticed the strange incident and flinched.

The wave did not stop just once, but repeatedly engulfed the surroundings.

Don’t fall in!

The brain energy surrounding the body gathered onto the top of the head and took the form of a plant.

Even though my eyes were closed, I could definitely feel it.

The three flower buds growing above your head are slowly blooming.

The moment the thunderflower bloomed perfectly, I was so excited that my shoulders shook.

No dramatic changes such as metastasis occurred.

The body that had been strengthened through the training of the White Thunder Godkong did not necessarily need such changes.

Flash!

The moment I opened my eyes, a white light flickered in my eyeballs.

“.......”

I concentrated my energy on my tightly clenched fists.

The energy that had been quivering along my skin rose and took on a clear form.

This is a skill that only a master who has reached the state of hwagyeong can perform.

It was a strong energy.

I felt an indescribable joy.

‘at las.’

I regained the state of my previous life.