Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation

Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation Chapter 158

The realm that transcends the devil (5) The time when the old moon is visible.

It looked like it was going to rain, so there were no stars in the sky.

Gonma's expression as he looked out the window in the study room was only supremely serious.

Behind him after looking at him for a long time, one Suha cautiously approached.

“They say everyone has arrived.” “Tell me to listen.” Suha left, and soon three men came in.

Gonma opened his mouth, still standing in front of the window.

“… … How are the preparations going?” Whoops.

The tallest of the three came forward and opened his mouth.

He was a full-time student.

“The angelic commander is ready.

You already have the foundation, and you are familiar with the terrain and variables.

Also, since we have earned a decent income, we will be able to carry out our duties at any time we give orders.” "Is that true?" Gonma turns around with a surprised face and asks.

He, too, had not expected that the Angelic Spirit would rise to the level of aiming at the Taehwanggakju so quickly.

“Yes, I think so.” At that, Gonma no longer had any doubts.

If it was the words of Mandapseosaeng, who was no one else, it would have been unmistakable.

It was because he was the one in charge of the actual staff role among his subordinates.

"and… … .” Gonma's gaze turned to the side.

Baekyu and Ugeum paid their respects to him.

“We are a little underwhelmed, but… … I think I will be able to achieve results somehow because I have the things that you have arranged for me.” “You have worked really hard.” Gonma bowed his head in gratitude.

Then he turned and looked out the window into the darkness.

He had been there for such a long time.

“If we look at the situation, we can put it in tomorrow as soon as possible.

First of all, go back and rest.” "All right.

Lord.” The three men greeted each other with courtesy.

Then he turned around, and soon the door closed.

click.

Gonma quickly opened his mouth.

“… … Do you have anything left to say?” Unlike Baekyu and Ugeum, Mandap Seosaeng has not left the room yet.

“That’s it… … .” The old man paused for a moment.

As Gonma slowly stared at him, he coughed and carefully opened his mouth.

“It’s about the Angelic Spirit Master.” “Why, did something go wrong?” “It’s not a problem, but I think we should report it anyway.” “… … ?” As I continued to stare, Mandap Seosaeng opened his mouth.

“The Angelic Spirit has achieved great enlightenment… … .

It seems that the direction is in the direction of Jeongjongmugong.” “What do you mean?” There was a slight change in Gonma's expression.

Mandap Seosaeng, who suddenly saw Gonma's reaction to the fact that he was the undefeated leader of the faction, thought that he should slowly explain the cause of this necrosis.

"that… … Among the martial arts taught by Eunyoungdan, isn’t there a martial art called Ilwon Somagong?” "member… … .

Yes that's right." “The original Soma Gong was originally a martial art of the Forward Squad.

Gonma will know.” "Yes.

I know.

Although he is a martial artist of the Taoist clan, he is fiercely jealous and lively, so he is a martial artist who is treated as an apostle in the right way.” "Yes.

Originally, it is a martial art that was modified to suit the main school by deleting certain parts from the original source of Ilwongong and Taoism.

However, it seems that the angelic spirit master has realized the origin of the martial arts.” "Yes?" Gonma tilted his head.

Then Mandap Seosaeng explained it again.

"maybe… … The principle of the lost original stream.

It seems to be a reproduction of a single ball, not a soma ball.

“Is that possible? Did you find the original source from the fragments of the two-thirds flying martial arts?” “I can only explain it that way.

Because this afternoon, the angelic spirits achieved a rise in the realm with that skill.” “… … !” Gonma's eyes widened in surprise.

One-Won Somagong can only reach the climax when he thrives.

This is because the forward faction was destroyed and there was no one who succeeded.

In the ruins of the ruins, he found the secret treasure of Ilwon Gong, less than half of it, and decided to use magic as a practical basic martial art because he thought it was quite useful.

However, as it went through several remodeling, the original character became even more pale.

He was going to achieve a rise in status by mastering the pieces of martial arts with less than a third of that left.

How should I accept this? “He is a genius.

Not the kind of person who only comes out once in ten years, but a genius who only comes out once in a thousand years.

Just like a priest.” “… … .” I could only think of it that way.

Although the martial arts of ascension are taught, there are many people who do not understand its principle.

That is why we need a teacher who teaches us from the side and corrects the way.

But, to learn the warfare that was deformed so much that it was difficult to identify the original source, and reproduce the ancient martial art that was actually practiced.

This can't be explained unless you're a genius.

“Hmm… … .

It's amazing, but why are you talking to me like this?” When Gonma asked, Mandap Seosaeng bowed his head.

“Because the situation is so absurd.

Angel Spirit Master is a character who lacked the realm of the force he possessed.

After that, he immersed himself in the basic craftsmanship of one-way soma, and suddenly he mastered it and rose to his level.” "Hmm." Mage and degree are completely different paths.

The nature and level of skill are different depending on the martial arts to be mastered.

In particular, from the beginning of the climax, the direction starts to change clearly.

In the case of magic, the first step to overcome the demon is the first stage, and if it is overcome again, it becomes the ultimate demon.

In Jeongdo Moorim, Choma was called the realm of the god of god, and Geukma was compared to the Hwagyeong.

“I know that those with demonic spirit cannot learn the martial arts of the Jeongdo clan.

But how did such a necrosis happen...

… .

Or, is there another secret hidden in the One-Won Soma Gong?” In analogy, it is like transfusion of animal blood to a weak person.

The magician reacts violently to the deep attack of the faction.

That rejection either kills the practitioner or puts him in a terrible state of exchange.

However, Seol-hui, who has grown to a great level as a magician, has mastered the martial arts of the forward movement, even though it is an ancient thing.

“Ah, that was your mistake.

Because the original angelic spirit was not suitable for demonic nature.” "Yes?!" This time, Mandap Seosaeng's eyes widened.

A demonic person is not suitable for demonic nature.

What does this mean again? “I was skeptical at first too.

With a constitution that couldn't accept the demonic nature, he was learning that level of magic.

However, I agreed to the statement that I was a disciple of Mi-ryeo Cheon.” “Chun Mi-ryeo… … .

Oh, was the teacher of Angelic Spiritism the Cold-Headed Witch?” Mandapseosaeng seemed to have solved something.

The history of magic is long.

Even if the constitution was not suitable for demonic nature, several expedient methods of dealing with magic were also studied.

One of them is a small magic ball that wields yin.

The properties of the two extremes of positive and negative energy collide, and the repulsive force is applied like magic.

However, until now, it was considered possible only in theory...

… .

“Mandap Seosaeng.” "Yes." “I will order my time separately, so make sure you have it ready by tomorrow morning.” “Yes, my lord.” Mandap Seosaeng bowed his head and said yes.

Eliminating the heads of the Five Five Points.

All the preparations have been completed.

Now, only the time to decide was left for Gonma.

“I will see you now.” Gonma turned and stood in front of the window again.

At the same time, dark dark clouds were passing through the yellow old moon.

“The ambassador’s bewildered face.” The unexpected blow will surprise the Japanese commander Salma.

Maybe he gets angry and runs with all his power.

it was as good as it was I will turn that battlefield into a festival venue by inviting the other disciples too.

priest.

He himself, who had never been seen as a competitor before.

*** Seolhui has been in the room after a long time indeed.

Recently, I had been away from the room for a few days because I was immersed in contemplation, so the room was clean and untouched by people.

“Whoa.” Seol-hui, who came in after taking a bath, sat down on a chair on one side and rested for a while.

Then he glanced around the room and raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction.

Clean and tidy room.

It was the first time since I was born that I have lived in such a nice house.

In fact, he originally liked to wash often.

However, when his skills were low, luxuries such as bathing were not allowed, and when the circumstances allowed, he could not afford to run around to survive.

Seolhui, who was there, immediately got up from his seat and stood in front of the mirror on one side.

Is it because the turn-based combat system has disappeared? The phrase 'Coin 2' was no longer visible.

'Two chances.' Even if you die unlucky, you have one more life left.

That was comforting to Seolhui.

Recently, I felt more at ease because I hadn't experienced death for quite some time.

'Can I kill the Taehwanggakju?' Even if you take it seriously, it seems like a possibility.

He reached the level of mastery beyond the intermediate level and the beginner level among the masters.

Even if Seol Hwi is a beginner, if he uses special techniques, he can't catch it.

But, is that the end? After killing Taehwanggakju, what kind of opponent will appear? Who will you face next? “Are you there?” Just then, a familiar voice was heard.

Seolhui ordered to come in soon.

The one who slowly appeared through the crack in the door.

"haha.

Master, no, my lord.” it was a weapon He greeted him with a bright face.

“Okay, sit here.” Seolhui led him to one chair.

And I asked, pouring a cup of tea from the provided kettle.

"What's going on in the middle of the night?" “Well, I came here because I wanted to see the face of the commander.

You haven't seen me for the past few days, have you?" “… … There was some work.” “Yeah, it seemed.

But today, has it really risen?” “It seems so… … I honestly don't know yet.

Other than that my body has become a little lighter, I don’t feel much of anything.” “That is enough.

If you are Master, you will be able to subdue the Taehwang Pakju at once.” After sharing a few words.

Seolhui turned the topic around and asked.

“So what’s going on?” “That’s it.” Eummugi opened his mouth with a very serious expression.

“It’s no different, I’ve been thinking about it for the past few days… … .

I thought I would like to go to Jungwon and rest for a few months.” “… … ?” “Oh, don’t get me wrong.

A samurai also needs rest.

Soothe your weary body, gain knowledge, and eat delicious food.

After that, I was even more focused on training and planting...

… .” “Is it you?” “… … Yes?" Seolhui clicked his tongue at Eummugi's words.

“Recently, there have been rumors that a lot of weapons and medicines have been lost from the warehouse.

I wondered who would sell it and turn it into money...

… .

Was the culprit here?” Seolhui's eyes became bitter.

Mummugi couldn't look straight at him like that.

“Joe, a little bit.

not a lot...

… .” “It happened.

That's not the problem.” Seol-hui did not rebuke him any more, because he knew Lee Sil-jik.

It was something else to worry about.

“If you go to Jungwon, don’t you think you’re going to be a nutritious drinker again? How many prisoners are you going to kill?” “Oh, you didn’t hear the news, Captain.

I completely let go of that suction hole.” "you?" “Yes, I use the martial arts that the old brown salt elder gave me.

Now we can fully control the runaway of the yang qi.” “… … Really?” "Yes! Just ask the crew.

Everyone is great, just...

… .” Eummugi, who was talking loudly by himself, saw the silent Seolhui and soon the grass died.

“It can’t be, right?” “Well, there is nothing that can’t be done.” “… … Are you really?” “Yeah, instead… … .” He added a word to his favorite musical instrument, as if his lips were going to tear.

“You sent it alone, so please attach red pine.” "It's not possible! It’s a little bit like going around with Jeoksong hyung.” "Why?" “Because it’s no fun.

I can't speak.

I might suffocate if I go with you.

More than anything… … .” “… … ?” Eummugi hesitated as if he was about to say something, but in the end, it was hard to say.

“Ugly.” “… … .” “Look at what it looks like.

Women don't get tangled up? If you want to stick with it, I'd rather have Yorim hyung...

… .” “I don’t think I gave up on that habit either?” “Oh, no, I mean… … .” Seolhui stared at such a musical weapon for a long time.

"okay.

I'll think about it, then go in." “Yes, my lord! Please think in a positive way!” A tone weapon that rises by grabbing each.

He soon disappeared quickly.

Seeing this, Seolhui's face had a smile on it that he didn't know.

and.

I immediately got up from my seat.

Then he looked up to the ceiling.

It was because of this.

Combat Method [Freedom System]

“Now, let’s call him now.” It was the first thing I tried to do when I got to the choma.

It was to meet the guy who helped him come this far.

At the thought of meeting the guy he had been waiting for so far, Seolhui's heart was pounding for some reason.