Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation

Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation Chapter 168

Taegeuk (太極) (3) “It is said to be an angelic spirit… … .” Mandap Seosaeng was moving into the woods, reflecting on his new mission.

The residence of the secret warriors is located on the outermost part of the Eunyeongdan.

In addition, the boundaries were well established in their own way, enough to receive several interrogations while on the move.

As soon as I entered the hall, one Sibi bowed her head.

“Where is the angelic lord?” “You are in the living room on the second floor.” "okay.

I am in charge of his education from today.

Go and bring them with you.” "Yes." Sibi went up to the second floor like that.

But after a while, he came down with an embarrassed face.

Alone without an angelic spirit to come with you.

“How come you are alone?” "that… … If you have any business, please come by yourself.” "What? her… … .” It was an unexpected reaction to Mandap Seosaeng.

It was the first time that a secret samurai trainee on the first day of only one day made such a bold request like this, no matter how much he would become the commander of the new unit.

He made an absurd expression on his face and went up to the living room.

It was completely different from the languid expression on his face when he arrived here.

“Large.

Are you there?” When there was no answer even though he pretended to be popular at the door, Mandap Seosaeng opened the door himself.

Druck.

A man appeared in the center of the room.

I was meditating with only my pants on, cross-legged, but I could tell that it was in the air even if I pretended to.

'Well?' However, the aura emanating from his body was strange.

The strong heat and cold air mixed and circulated.

When I watched such a phenomenon without saying a word.

“Are you here?” Seolhui then turned his head and pretended to know.

Mandap Seosaeng nodded his head.

And I tried to open my mouth with the intention of letting you know for sure who I am by suppressing the preemption.

“You are the mandapseosaeng who took charge of my education.” “Oh, yes? Well, yes...

… .” Unexpectedly lost a player.

Mandapseosaeng, who did not think that the other party would know his nickname, answered with a shiver.

Whoops.

Seolhui, who had captured the flag, stood up and pointed to one side.

“Here, sit down.” There were chairs and tables for entertaining guests, as well as teacups and teapots.

Mandap Seosaeng sat down and carefully opened his mouth.

“By the way, what kind of training were you doing?” “I would say it binds energy together.” “You mean to bind energy together?” “It’s a bit complicated to explain.

Thank you for stepping here, but I'm a little tight on time every day...

… Is there anything I need to know right now?” “… … I'm not going to waste a lot of time either." something isn't that hard Mandap Seosaeng thought so and held out a thick directory to Seolhui.

“But since you have been appointed as a secret warrior, there are things you need to know.

If you are not familiar with the basic information, it will be difficult to do your job.” “If it’s information, you already know it.” “… … Yes?" “If there was any information I needed to carry out my mission, I said I already knew it.” At those words, Mandap Seosaeng's brow furrowed.

The directory he brought with him was recently updated.

Magyo is a group as huge as Jungwon Moorim, and new factions and political changes are created every time within it.

And the characters involved in it change frequently.

So, even if you are in charge of information-related tasks, you have to check it frequently.

“If you are so confident, let me do a few checks.” Mandap Seosaeng felt the need to press his opponent's spirit here once.

In fact, newcomers often show this behavior.

Because he has learned martial arts enough to be appointed as a secret samurai in his own way, he has high self-esteem.

But no matter what, he is an educator who will teach and guide them.

If you do not fully trust and follow the educator, no matter how excellent you are, it will only go against you.

He also pointed out the parts that follow in the book and asked.

“Do you know who Baekryeon Chongju is?” “This is an organization based in Myeongsa Mountain, Gansu.

The 12th president is Sohwan Son (孫素煥).

The airless water level is hwagyeong.

It is said that his followers are 30,000.” The new secret warrior answered without hesitation.

“… … !” Mandap Seosaeng was a little surprised.

He again set the target as the main school and asked a question.

“Do you know who the Japanese Emperor’s right arm is?” “Intentionality.

I heard that he was ranked 10th in the ranking as a geek.

I rarely go outside, but there are rumors that they follow and escort me nearby.” “You are wonderful.

Do you know a person named Banyong among the hermits who follow the Three Disciples?” “As long as his head is not broken, he is a person who uses fire magic, which means he will never die.

Ten years ago, he was said to be a master of martial arts, but now he is retreating to hone a stronger martial art.” Mandap Seosaeng asked a few more questions, and each time he heard the answers, his face hardened.

The directory he brought with him now encompasses not only the elders of the corps, but also the people who follow his disciples.

Moreover, not only the magicians but also the figures of powerful extraterrestrial forces were written.

But how do you know all this? The only person who knows all of this is himself.

“Lord Lord, do you know why the battle for the successor of the disciples of Cheonma took place?” Now Mandap Seosaeng asked another question.

Whether you have the ability to see the big picture from a little farther away, not just learning small details.

"I know.

Originally, it was a battle between the Japanese disciple and Jejaja, but one day, as the power of the third disciple, Dumbyeong-nim, grew rapidly, it turned into a three-way battle.” “… … !” “When the composition became stable again, the headmaster announced that he had the right to succeed.

They seem to think that the disciples will work harder to build up their capabilities when the fight continues.” “… … Do you mean that the commander thinks all of this is the teacher’s intervention?” “Who else is there? They are the elders of our school who have not obeyed anyone else's advice.

Is there anyone other than you who can tell them to join?” “… … .” Mandap Seosaeng opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Where the hell is this guy? He is a person who sees detailed information as if looking into the palm of his hand, and even makes judgments about the situation in a large frame.

Where did Gonma find such a person? And why did a person with this kind of ability come into the power of Gonma, the weakest in the struggle between the disciples? By the time Mandap Seosaeng's head got complicated.

"Well.

I'm sorry, but it's time.

I will go out to practice.” “… … .” “If you go down the road on the right from the top of the mountain behind, there is a place where a cliff comes out.

If you have something to say to me, come over there.

Do you have more questions?” “… … no." "then." Seolhui turned around like that.

Without looking into the eyes of Mandap Seosaeng who looked at him with a blank expression.

"Ah.

Oh yeah!" Oh no, I did see it.

Because the other person looked away while asking the question.

“Do you know what fear is?” However, it was difficult to understand the intention.

“If you’re scared, you mean a lot of time… … Are you afraid of that?” "Yes.

That's right." I thought for a long time about how to answer the question that was asked again.

“If you count the number of times, how many times? ten thousand times? A million times?” “… … .” You are lying in an unexpected place.

Thinking like that, Mandap Seosaeng answered.

“If 40,000 times is a number one, it will be ten thousand times.” “… … .” Is it because of the feeling? For some reason, the person who heard the answer seemed to be twisted.

*** “Hmm.” Seolhui is at the bottom of the back mountain.

Unlike before, I was sitting on a hill overlooking the cliff.

“It’s an almost infinite number.” So many times that it cannot be expressed in approximate numbers.

In fact, it meant that counting was meaningless.

“… … Still, it may be possible.” But Seol-hui was thinking of a glimmer of hope in the midst of such a desperate answer.

It was the flow of the air current that ran through the body.

At first, it took a little time to make one round, but later, it went around the gimaek in an instant, with only one breath.

What's even more surprising.

The more the Taegeuk Deep Gong is operated, the faster the speed becomes exponentially.

Accelerates.

If you do it all day, it will become so fast that you can't keep up with it later.

So three days? Oh what? It would be unimaginably fast.

Whether this is possible or not, if Jingi rotates as fast as Taegeuk in the body, of course energy is consumed.

As a result, Taegeuksimgyeol is to make Jingi go round and round more quickly.

"great.

Let’s do it.” The Taegeuk Shingong, which started like that, went on for a day or two.

Tutuk.

Tutuk.

It rained on the third day.

Even in the rain, Seol-hui did not move from a cross-legged position.

The given time is one month.

In it, I had to somehow climb the horse.

'Numbers are meaningless now.' It was faster than the blink of an eye to go through the danjeon.

Acceleration has accelerated, so counting has no meaning anymore.

That's why I've come to a situation where it's not easy to control now.

But it didn't matter.

In order to make a change, it was still not enough.

Is it the eleventh? It seems that Mandap Seosaeng who appeared along the way was saying something or something, just nodded instead.

I wondered why such a reaction was frustrating, so I kept talking about it again, and then I kept sticking my mouth out and disappeared.

when a little over a full moon.

I was a little fuzzy because of hunger.

Then the cold rain fell and wet my mouth.

The flow of the energy of Danjeon was to the point where he couldn't feel it anymore.

But I let it go.

The flow of air in front of the tomb of Taegeuk at any time will cause a change, and all you have to do is hold that point.

Is it when twenty days have passed and a few days have passed? Seolhui felt a change in her body.

As it turned almost seamlessly, a sudden change in the airflow was felt.

'Maybe this?' At that moment, I saw a change in my body.

There was another change that seemed to have pierced the Imdokmaek before, and it was repeated three or four times.

and for a moment.

Sacaaaaa - The cold and heaviness of the flowing around, disappeared.

To be precise, the various energy flowing from Seolhui's body were assimilated with the energy flowing in nature.

“What… … .” Seolhui stood up from his seat.

He hadn't eaten for twenty days, so his whole body had turned into a skinny body, but his eyes were very clear.

As a result of his groping inside his body...

… .

I didn't know exactly.

The energy that filled his body was neither pure nor demonic, but something a little different.

“Is it right to climb the horse?” so I doubted Did you just go to the hwagyeong? I didn't know if I had gone to the extreme or not.

By the way.

[The special skill changes due to the elevation of the land.]

[I have learned the Thousand Eo Ice Flame (天圄氷火暴).]

[I have learned the Saengji Extermination Jeolgong(生地滅絶功).]

I learned wind god.]

“Ah… … .” Ice void reduction and Sura explosion.

And the ability to appear after the disappearance of the Four Great Magician, the Super Wind God.

All were marked as progressing to a higher level of ability.

“Hey, did you come… … .” Seolhui looked at the special technique for a moment.

Then I looked upwards.

Combat Method [Freedom]

In an instant, his face shook.

Now I was finally able to summon him.

However, there was no response when I selected it.

Perhaps it was supposed to be a crisis situation like before.

"then… … .” Whoops.

wrapped around the waist.

two swords.

It is the Tao of the Windswept Demon Sword and the Taihwanggakju.

In the past, Seol-hui threw this and made it fall on her body.

swish swish! I threw two knives up like that this time too, and it felt strange.

'… … What?' The psychological pressure was significantly reduced.

And the density of time was also different.

If you were concerned from the point of going up and falling before.

Now, even as I fell, I didn't feel anything.

So in conclusion.

tuk tuk.

He didn't even feel the sword passing through his body.

Seolhui fell into thoughts as she looked at the two knives that brushed past her skin.

“Is this a good thing or a bad thing?” A body that does not sense danger at all costs.

In addition, it seems that the mental aspect has changed considerably due to the rising of the state.

“Okay, if it turns out like that… … .” Seolhui, who was worried, headed to the bottom of the cliff.

Nothing below.

There is a river below, but if you fall from a height, you just die.

“It seems a little dangerous, but… … .” After thinking for a moment, Seolhui made a decision.

A month had almost passed, and there was no more time to mumble.

“Then let’s see where it doesn’t come out.” Papa Pat.

Seol-hui leaped from the seat with the horse.

He threw himself down the cliff of a thousand roads.

And this time I felt it.

'This is really...

… .' Seeing his body getting faster and faster, he felt a sense of fear that he could really die.

And the ground is getting brighter.

'no.

surface? the river?' there was no Come to think of it, the location of this place was different from the place he knew.

Battle method [made by AI]

Was that the main thing? As if waiting, the fighting style changed and the target who possessed Seolhui's body changed.

He was finally able to wake him from a long sleep like a bear.

“Hey hey hey--- you bastard bastard---!” reckless profanity.

The impression that the body is separated and exposed, as if it were about to kill itself.

It was him.

It was the voice of AI Seolhui that was always fun to hear.