Transcendence (1)

 

After thinking for a while about the sudden request for non-appointment, Doyue Chen opened his mouth.

"It is a great honor for me to be with the Lord of the Zhuge Family. But since I've just run out of cultivation and wagering, can you give me time to get some luck eating?"

"As much as you want..."

Before Zhuge Jinxi's answer came out, Dao Yuechen slumped down on the floor of the theater and began to take a lucky step.

And after a while· After recovering some of the bets, Doyue Chen stood up.

"I'm going to respond to Bimuini with my throat ...

“··· Are you ignoring me now?"

At Dao Yuechen's words, Zhuge Jinxi's forehead was lightly bloody, but Dao Yuechen shook his head and held Chen Xuando forward.

"This is a new army made of ten thousand years. I don't know if it's a matter of life or death, but it's not fair to use it in Bimu."

"It doesn't matter..."

Hearing Zhuge Jinxi's strong attitude, Dao Yuechen only sighed inwardly and took the gun.

"Understood... Once again, I would like to formally greet you. It's the moon moon of the Thousand Islands."

"This is Zhuge Jinxi of the Zhuge family."

The two bowed to each other in the form of bimura and then took the flag bearing.

For a very short time, I was going to have a battle of eyes in that position.

Doyue Chen moved first·

No, the moment I felt moved... Before she knew it, the black sword of the moon was right in front of her.

A few months of cultivating in Shaolin.

Dao Yue Chen had already completely smashed the Nine Grains of Qin Ming Ling Island into his body.

On top of that, he wasn't perfect yet, but his body shape was also slightly distorted with the help of Hyungwang.

His prowess was unmatched, at least among those Zhuge Jinxi had dealt with in person.

However, Zhuge Jinxi has also experienced a life-or-death battle thanks to the rebellion.

And when I came to Shaolin, I didn't just follow Mujin around and play.

She had been anticipating where she would aim through her posture, and she was able to move her fan in the nick of time to block the first blow of Dowolcheon.

Nope· I thought I had prevented it.

Spatula!!

“!!!”

She didn't expect that her iron wire would be cut off as it was on the Black Sword.

Even though she had clearly raised the line of goodness, when the iron wire was cut by a single blow, Zhuge Jinxi looked at the cut iron wire and the black sword of Dao Yue Chen alternately, with an expression of bewilderment that was not like her.

Knowing that her desire to win was considerable, Mujin slid his mouth so as not to provoke her.

"As you can see, the Black Sword of Confucius is an incomparable sword of weapons. In addition, the speed of Confucius will be even faster in the future. At that time, no matter how good the Seven Kings-level masters, it will not be easy to stop the Black Sword of Confucius in Daoyue Tian."

“··· I can see why Monk Mujin entrusted such a difficult task to Confucius Daoyuean..."

No matter how much it was because of the difference in weapons, Zhuge Jinxi, who was defeated in vain, replied in a bitter tone.

I wonder if he was worried about that appearance. Doyue Chen spoke to her.

"It's just a victory with the power of weapons. Didn't the Lord Zhuge block my first blow? Why don't you try to do a wooden sword next time?"

"Are you okay with that?"

"Still, it was a good idea to cultivate alone in Shaolin. Bimu is always welcome to check my martial arts level."

Zhuge Jinxi's expression, which had been stunned by Dao Yuechen's words, soon returned to its original form.

"If it's a non-dance with a master, I'm always welcome to do so. It is said that the longer the night, the longer the dreams, so can we do it again now?"

It wasn't that he couldn't lose, or that he was selfish. I really just want to hone my martial arts with Bimu.

Maybe it's because I read her pure desire to rise in her eyes. Dao Yue-chen also responded to her re-challenge.

While Zhuge Jinhui left for a while to get a fan to replace the severed debt.

Mu Jin spoke to Dao Yuechen.

"How's your body? Lord Dowolcheon·"

"Thanks to the movements that Master Mujin taught me, I felt much more comfortable. Thank you for your concern· Mujin Monk·"

“··· I'm sorry that I can only help you so much, entrusting you with such a difficult task."

"Just saving me and my family is enough grace. Rather, I was just sorry for the help."

Therefore, he thanked me for entrusting him with the dangerous task of penetrating Safa.

While Mujin and Dowolcheon were chatting for a while. Zhuge Jinxi, who had left the theater, soon returned with a new fan.

Dao Yuechen took the wooden sword on the side of the theater and stood face to face Zhuge Jinxi.

Since they had already exchanged greetings once, the two of them took a flag ceremony without knowing who would go first.

And without a doubt, the speed of the sky that transcended the speed of sound flew in.

And Zhuge Jinxi managed to stop it this time as well.

It wasn't the Tianseom Island that Dao Yue Chen wielded, so this time the fan was broken in two at once, and the catastrophe didn't happen.

Visor!

After that, Dowolcheon continued to spread out the same herbivorous Spiritual Il Island, aiming for a different position each time.

Visor!!

Each time, Zhuge Jinxi would either parry the attack in the nick of time or dodge it with a slight brush.

In order to fend off the ridiculously fast barrage, she had to make the most of her footwork, and she had only managed to block or dodge a few shots, but her hair was in disarray, and her clothes were torn and turned into rags.

At this rate, it wouldn't be strange if Zhuge Jinxi lost at any time.

"Phew..."

Little by little·

"Phew..."

The speed of the moon stream was slowing down.

"Phew..."

Also, as the rain dance progressed, a white exhalation leaked out of Dao Yuechen's mouth.

It wasn't that he was tired. Jar·

Visor!!

“··· Is it an ice ball?"

The more he bumped into Zhuge Jinxi's fan, the more he accumulated the Han qi that was passed down through his throat.

Zhuge Jinxi answered the question of Dao Yuechen, who stopped the barrage and took a step back.

"Moon Ha Sun Mu is a martial artist..."

If you don't unfold it with Yin Qi, there is a risk of coinage mouthing.

On the other hand, when unfolded using Yin Qi, it was also a divine ball that created an effect like an ice ball.

And fortunately, as the Zhuge Sega family devoted themselves to the study of martial arts, there was also an internal technique for dealing with Yin Qi.

For the past few months, Zhuge Jinxi had been using this technique to draw out the Yin Qi from his inner cavity and cultivate the Moon Ha Zen Dance.

Except for the time spent studying Mujin's Outer Air Cultivation Method.

‘··· It's a bit of a shame that it's not enough to be an ascension martial art, but..."

Perhaps this was also her homework.

He had attained the level of a new gong, but the Inner Void Law was not supporting him.

Mujin, who had been watching the two of them catch their breath for a while, slipped in between them.

"If we go any further, one of us will be in danger, so why don't we just leave it today?"

"There's a lot of opportunity anyway, so I think that's a good thing."

"I think that's good too. It wasn't a life-or-death decision, it was a matter of life..."

Mu Jin's suggestion to end Bimu in a draw was readily accepted by both Dowolcheon and Zhuge Jinhui.

Exposure to the ice for too long was dangerous in many ways.

On the other hand, Zhuge Jinxi also had a different method than martial arts, so if he did too much, there was a risk that the coin mouth would come to him.

Zhuge Jinhui, who has come to firmly recognize Dao Yue Chen with this Bimu, said·

"Regardless of the blackness, you're really good..."

"It's all thanks to Monk Mujin. And I'm sorry that I haven't lived up to your expectations yet."

"Oh... Do you mean what you said last time?"

Recalling the story that Dao Yue Chen had told during the suppression of the Zhuge family's rebellion, Zhuge Jinxi asked.

And Bai Gahwan, who was watching Bimu from the side, interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Thanks to Monk Mujin? What do you mean by that? Do you think?"

"Hahaha· It's pretty long, so to speak..."

With a big smile on his face, he eagerly told me about the help he had received from Mu Jin.

From their first meeting at the Dragon Seal Branch to saving the Heavenly Islands Gate and telling them the secrets of the Thousand Islands.

"After all, Monk Mujin seems to be different, even if he is different."

"Monk Mujin has always been like that..."

I wonder if he was stimulated by the story of Doyue Chen. This time, Zhuge Jinxi opened her mouth.

"The first time I met Monk Mujin was in Jiangxi Province..."

When I first met Mujin· How did Mu Jin play with Zhuge County?

"I never imagined that a person who must have been so intellectually educated would make fun of the elder of the Five Great Generations with his tongue like that..."

After that, he fought with Mujin and lost, and Mujin won the Dragon Seal Branch. And even the time that saved Zhuge Sega.

And when Zhuge Jinxi's story was over, Bai Jiahuan was the last to speak.

“··· I've heard that he left Jiangxi Province and went to visit the Zhou County and Zhuge family, but after hearing so closely, I can only think that he is a monk Mujin."

Baek Ga-hwan, who opened his mouth, said that he had been chased by bandits and had been chased by bandits. He told me about the fight with the absolute master who uses the Nan Ado.

"You've defeated a master of the Seven Kings! After all, he is a monk of Mujin!"

"After all, you can't help but stick your tongue out with that bold judgment ..."

"But I think that spirit of sacrifice is the highest than anything else. Isn't that the kind of mindset that saved us?"

Seeing the three of them sharing information about Mujin that they knew from each other, Liu Xuehua also joined the conversation as if he couldn't lose.

"The first time I saw him was about five years ago."

She opened her mouth as if she had been the first to find Mujin, telling her the story of the time when Mujin was called the "Impassive One."

At the age of fourteen, he led a musculoskeletal clinic and treated the elderly in Deng Bong County.

The story of Sejak who hid in Sega and caught Hong So-hee, who was playing with her delicate self.

From going to Kangxi Province to make a bunta, to suppressing a rebellion at the feast of the Seventh Festival of the Yan family with Hyunguang.

When all four of them put together, a story like Mujin's biography was created.

And who was listening to all the conversations from the sidelines.

"Hey..."

"Why don't you stop...?"

"Ahem· That's what happened, but..."

No, he tried to dissuade him, but he didn't even listen, so Mu Jin couldn't help but listen, and he felt goosebumps sprouting up all over his body.

"It's not some kind of cult..."

It felt like a confession of faith in a cult.

* * *

Even after Liu Xuehua and Bai left, Zhuge Jinhui and Dao Yuechen continued to flirt.

And Mu Jin also often watched the two of them perform during breaks from exercise.

In fact, it wasn't so much as a spectator but as an observation of the Dowol River.

Mujin felt the need to divert his attention from the constant preaching activities.

If he didn't use the Thousand Islands Sword that was a new recruit, Mu Jin opened his mouth, watching the two of them make up the same number.

"Sparring between the two of you will help each other, but so will the same opponent every time, so why not join the Shaolin disciples?"

Perhaps Mu Jin's suggestion was tempting, both Zhuge Jinhui and Dao Yuechen listened to Mu Jin's story.

Since he came as a guest, he just couldn't ask the Shaolin disciples for a secret service. Both of them had a longing for Bimu.

"Can you arrange a bimu?"

"It's as much as you want..."

Mu Jin replied confidently, and waited for Zhuge Jinhui and Dao Yue Chen to recover their inner attack in the Yun Dynasty. He led the two of them somewhere.

Puck!

"Eeeeeeee

And when I arrived, I could hear the sound of pigs plucking.

'Pigs in Shaolin?'

While Zhuge Jinhui and Dao Yuechen were thinking about such questions. Mujin knocked on the door of the hall with a face that seemed to be his daily life.

"Uncle Hye-kwan· This is the third great disciple, Mujin."

Mujin, who confirmed the presence of Hye-kwan through the sound of the pig's clucking, said so, and after a while, the door of the hall opened, revealing Hye-kwan.

As if it were a matter of course, he gulped down a bottle of liquor in broad daylight.

Then, behind Hye-kwan, who was blowing a bottle, he saw the figure of Mu Kyung sprawled on the ground.

"Hmph... Have you come to steal a drink?"

"I'll ask you about that next time. Today, Mu Kyung just brought his secret partner with him..."

Mujin said so and stepped out of the way, and Hyekwan looked at the two of them standing behind him.

As if to confirm their level and prayers.

"Hmmm· I don't think he's a bad opponent for us..."

With that, Hye-kwan threw the bottle backwards, and it landed exactly on Mu-kyung's head.

Blame!

Then Mu Qing, who had fallen to the ground and pretended to faint, quickly stood up and took the empty bottle.

"Did you rest well? Sason-ah"

"Yes· Sajo-sama·"

Looking at the two of them talking as if nothing had happened, Dao Yue Chen and Zhuge Jinxi felt dizzy.