Episode 15 Inside and outside demon world, ancient bamboo forest (5)

Episode 15 Inside and outside demon world, ancient bamboo forest (5)

"… … "This is all I know about Gojuk Forest."

"Tsk tsk, that's right."

"Yes, that's right."

"huh? What are you doing? Eat hemp seeds too. "It's nice to have so many legs."

"I am okay. Confucius, please eat a lot."

"Why don't you do one anyway? I'm very full after eating just one leg. The meat is soft and has no unpleasant odor. "It's a delicacy, a delicacy."

Ma Dong-pil's face was very stiff.

The sight of Seoryang chewing meat with his hands and mouth covered in oil was shocking in itself.

For the past few years, he has been managing the bamboo forest by going back and forth between the old bamboo forest. To him, prostitutes were something to watch out for and kill, but they were never food.

'I can't believe you're thinking of boiling it and eating it.'

Isn't that also a bird of prey trying to kill me?

Seoryang looked extremely happy as he chewed and swallowed the delicately torn flesh. Well, it's understandable since you haven't eaten properly for the past few days, but... … .

'Woof!'

The scratches from the prostitute's claws while running away after shaking off a few fish still remained on my back. As I thought about that, the smell of boiled rice wafting up was just disgusting.

Xi Liang frowned.

"What is that expression? "Are you disgusted?"

"Oh, no!"

"Have you not eaten like this?"

Rather, I would like to ask here. How could you even think of boiling and eating that ugly creature?

"We don't really… … ."

"Well, when I go back after the mission, I will cook a lot of delicious food and eat it, so there is no need to prepare it myself."

"Yes, that's right."

"Tsk, tsk, but it's perfect for body health, so let's give it a try. "I'm not stupid either."

Ma Dong-pil screamed inside.

Are you stupid? There are many dishes that will nourish your body even if you are not a precious person! No, apart from that, there is no way a noble person could be a bodyguard, right?!

He could barely swallow the words that were rushing out of his throat. Thoughts should be left as thoughts. The moment these blasphemous thoughts come out of your mouth, it will be difficult to forgive yourself.

But it wasn't just because of the taste that made Seo-ryang treat them like fools.

"I heard that bamboo became spiritual bamboo because of concentrated spiritual energy? "It's a medicine so great that it can be used as the main ingredient for an elixir?"

"That's right."

"Then wouldn't these guys be similar?"

"… … ?"

"Look at this guy's body. It seems like it's a long way from common sense. Why did it change like this? "I think it's because of the concentrated spiritual energy like the bamboo here."

"… … ?!"

"Doesn't this mean that these guys' bodies are also full of spiritual energy? Who knows that eating it will be effective in improving internal energy? Even if that's not the case, it might give you some energy."

Ma Dong-pil's eyes shook violently.

'I've never thought about it that way?'

But after hearing it, doesn't it sound plausible?

"I have one more question."

"… … ."

"Mr. Ma?"

"yes? Ah, yes! Sir Confucius. "Please ask."

"Why is this chicken head named Whore?"

Madong Phil scratched his head. He seemed like a blunt soldier, which did not suit him.

"My seniors called me that, so I also... … ."

"okay? Well, I guess that's the case then."

Seo-ryang wiped his hands on his clothes. Ma Dong-pil's complexion darkened for an instant when he saw the front hair shining with soggy grease.

I have to wash those clothes.

I'm already covered in blood, so I feel like I'm going through a hard time, but there's oil in there. He seriously considered whether to ask Hwanheewon for new clothes.

'Confucius' room needs to be repaired, and the shelter in the forest needs to be rebuilt. Just in case a prostitute appears again, it's a good idea to sprinkle some vinegar, which they don't like... … .'

Ma Dong-pil, who was sighing over various worries, was surprised to learn that Seo-ryang had disappeared.

"go… … No, Prince Seo?!"

At that time, a sound was heard from the yard.

"Stay there. "Because I came out to drink water."

"Oh, yes."

Ma Dong-pil, who was squatting down, suddenly saw a cauldron.

'… … .'

The amount is a lot.

'Is it an increase in endurance?'

Ma Dong-pil wrinkled his nose at the exciting possibility.

Why? Unlike before, the strong scent of boiled rice was not that unpleasant.

After hesitating for a moment, he ripped off the breast meat. Since it was so big, even when I sliced ​​it thinly, it was as long as a noodle strand.

Madongpil put the flesh in his mouth and chewed it.

'hmm?'

Is it better than you thought?

I thought it would be soft, but it was surprising. It's not greasy, but it's chewy and light, and doesn't it seem like you can just eat it?

Madong Pil tore into his breast meat a few more times and ate it. For some reason, the more I eat, the more it sticks to my tongue.

'If you throw away your prejudices, it tastes quite like cooking… … .'

Ma Dong-pil, who was tearing off the long piece of flesh again, flinched when he felt a dark shadow.

He turned his head.

Before I knew it, Seo-ryang had entered the kitchen and was laughing.

"How does it taste?"

Ma Dong-pil answered awkwardly.

"… … "It's excellent."

"That's how you eat it, you idiot."

"I apologize."

"Let's stop apologizing and start thinking about it in earnest. "Tear off a leg."

"I'm okay now… … ."

"Take it, man."

"yes."

So the two of them squatted down in the kitchen and ate a huge piece of boiled pork as if they were hiding their eyes.

Even Lee Cheon-sang of the world would never have imagined that his disciple would live in the bamboo forest, eating treasures.

"Ugh, my stomach is going to explode."

"Slurp."

"Do you drink the soup too?"

"… … ."

"Eat a lot."

"Slurp."

* * *

The two entered the bamboo forest around their residence.

"They installed it around here?"

"That's right. It is a formation that covers a total of eight directions, and if you are familiar with the terrain, it is a basic structure that can be built with tree branches... … ."

"It's an octagonal camp."

"Oh, did you also study Jinbeop?"

"Well, it just so happened. Anyway, it's well built. "Even though it has been modified in an anomalous way, it is still doing its job."

"I see you recognize me."

"There is no need to find out. "What do you see when you just look at it?"

There was admiration in Ma Dong-pil's eyes.

Jinbeop is a study that is different from martial arts. It wasn't a light study that you could just pretend to know just because you had some knowledge.

'You're amazing.'

Looking at things like this, it certainly seemed like not just anyone could become the teacher's disciple. It occurred to him that he should be skilled not only in martial arts but also in many other areas.

furthermore… … .

'Those eyes.'

Seoryang looking around the bamboo forest carefully.

Ma Dong-pil's face was colored with confusion as he looked at Seo-ryang.

'What kind of person is the Three Princes?'

Even though he seemed extremely light-hearted, when he got serious once in a while, he gave off a presence that was difficult to overcome.

Just by looking at his eyes, his eyes are so impressive that one would believe he is a super expert who has already reached the pinnacle of the world. Moreover, even though he lost his martial arts skills due to a coin attack, he doesn't seem to be particularly frustrated. If he had done that, he probably would have been extremely depressed and couldn't even dream of living a normal life.

In addition, the knowledge of the true method is surprising, as it takes an ordinary person two or three years just to enter the gate. Although he lost many memories of Shingyo, he did not lose the memories necessary for the ferocious Gangho.

The more you know, the more doubt you have.

"Mr. Ma."

"Yes, Prince Seo."

"Eat dinner alone tonight."

"Confucius, don't you have any thoughts?"

"I'm not thinking about dinner, but I have too many other thoughts. I think I need to do some organizing. "I'll pay you roughly and you can get some rest."

"Oh, I understand."

Seo-ryang came into the bedroom, whimpering.

Sitting on the bed, he picked up the secret book of Jinmagong that had been placed by his bedside and read it carefully once again.

'No matter how much I think about it, this is probably right.'

Now you're going to learn magic again?

Yes. You can do it. Although he was unable to live, he even participated in the process of devising the camouflage technique. His insight into martial arts was a level above that of other teenage experts.

However, even with that perspective, it is difficult to transform high-dimensional magical skills into attributes. Because I'm not used to it.

It might be several times faster than others, but that wasn't enough.

He is the fastest, strongest, and farthest-seeing martial artist.

"After all, I can't give up my dark energy. "You absolutely have to go to the shadow camp."

Then doesn't he learn magic?

no.

Xiliang shook Bilevel.

"No matter how many times I think about it, there is nothing like it."

True magic.

One of the two basic techniques that support Shingyo, along with the magic illusion technique.

It wasn't because the level was high. Rather, those two martial arts skills are only as good as fireflies in front of the full moon compared to the Ten Demonic Attacks.

However, Jin Demon Gong and Ma Huan Gong had one advantage that could not be compared to Teen Demon Gong.

"Are you sure. "I don't know about the Demon Demon Gong, but some of the Ten Demonic Gongs were created based on the True Demon Gong."

Of the three great magic techniques that Cheon Ha-jin had mastered, two of them contained more than eighty-five percent of the magic skills of the magic magic techniques.

Even though it was twisted beyond recognition, it couldn't fool his eyes. Clearly, blood and magic magic and Pocheon gold magic were improved forms of true magic.

In particular, in the case of Pocheon Geummagong, it was a martial art that was a combination of some of the other fourteen classes.

In terms of interaction, the Blood Fire Magic Ball is one step ahead, but in terms of power, the Pocheon Gold Magic Ball is ahead. By dismantling and reassembling low-level magic arts, a much higher level magic arts was created.

And it is like a secret prayer.

'Amyeonggi is different from the old school Buddhist temples that were perfected after successive generations of improvement. 'He is a young martial artist, not even a generation old.'

Although it is an excellent technique in itself, it is an unfinished martial arts technique. In other words, the nature, character, and level of Qigong can all vary depending on how it is handled.

And for that piece, Seoliang chose Jinmagong.

If so?

"… … "It will be a magic skill."

If you drop a drop of ink into clean water, the entire bowl will be contaminated.

Magic is exactly like that. In particular, Jin Demon Gong was far ahead of the Teenage Demon Gong in the use of primitive demon energy. He could literally be said to be the parent of countless magicians possessed by the Heavenly Demon Church.

Xu Liang hesitated.

Do you think there will be problems with the improvement? Not at all.

Rather, the problem is that it is too easy to combine. The Dark Spirit itself was a martial art that had room for improvement, and with its pieces, Jinmagong was a very suitable magic skill.

Did you say that opposites are in sync?

Although they were martial artists on opposite sides of the spectrum, the two martial artists had such good compatibility that if they were determined and focused, they could organize all the nine points within 10 days.

Perhaps the newly created martial arts will be at least more destructive than the dark magic technique, and will change more stably than the true magic technique.

Xiliang bit his lip.

'Damn it! There's nothing I can do. You've already made up your mind, right? 'If you mess around here, you'll never get out.'

It's not just that you can't escape. If you live as an incompetent third-party citizen, you may get caught up in a political conflict and die by being stabbed to death by a bastard's sword.

Crucially, this is the high bamboo forest.

It is risky, but it is also an opportunity. If you do it well, you can even extract a huge amount of elixir from here.

Youngjuk can be poisonous? gibberish!

There is a Muae Gong that purifies even the filth in the air. It may take some time, but changing it to a complete elixir is not a problem.

"Every situation is forcing me to make one choice."

There was a light of determination in Seo-ryang's eyes.

"Then why not give it a try? "There is no other way anyway."

Maybe there is, but it would be a waste to waste any more time with complicated thoughts.

"Let's get started."

Seoliang began to improve his martial arts skills in earnest by selecting his dark spirit skills, true magic skills, and several magic skills that would become the cornerstones.

As expected, improving martial arts was not difficult. It was so smooth that it felt as if coming into the Church of the Heavenly Demon with a dark spirit was fate itself.

After ten days and two days, he created a new martial art.

The level of the new martial arts was so high that even the slightest bitterness was blown away. A martial arts skill was created at such a high level that it was doubtful whether one would be able to achieve great success even if one established one's own system.

He slowly adapted to the bamboo forest by practicing the new martial arts he had created.

It's been 15 days since I learned a new martial art.

He was attacked by nobles and easily won victory.

Again a month later.

He went inside to explore Gojuk Forest in earnest and met other nobles. In that battle, he almost died but survived.

After three months, he gained momentum in martial arts and went deeper into the bamboo forest.

And there he found a bamboo shoot that he had not yet fully cooked.

Luckily, I was able to remove the poison with Muae-gong's purification tool from the Yeongjuk that I managed to obtain after a bloody fight with the nobleman guarding the area.

Adventures into deeper areas, quick mastery of martial arts skills, and unfathomable life and death experiences.

One month, one month, and another month.

Eight months have passed since Seoriang entered Gojuk Forest.