Book 7 Chapter - 4 (2/2)

”It's called a sight to see something invisible!”

”Yes!”

Ryu-Yeon answered vigorously. I couldn't take my eyes off him to teach me how to surpass the master.

He concentrated all his mind on every word the master uttered.

”It is called 'Hui' to hear things that are not heard.”

”Yes!”

Ryu-yeon nodded again.

”Park Ji-deuk, touch it without getting it, know it, that is, not being able to touch it.

Feeling something is called beauty.”

”Yes!”

He nodded vigorously as if he had understood the ending as well. Then the master's face is mysterious.

The crab has changed.

”I don't think it's possible that we're going to be able to reach this high level, this remote level that ordinary people can't climb even if they try for the rest of their lives.”

Do you understand? He's still wet behind the ears?'

It couldn't have happened.

”Are you sure you understand and nod?”

Ryu-yeon kept nodding like a doll, which made even the master suspicious.

Shake your head!

Ryu-yeon shook his head from side to side.

Whew! That's right!'

Master breathed a sigh of relief in his mind. No matter how genius he is, he's got these three concepts.

It didn't make sense to listen and understand once.

A man of no ordinary calibre can't even grasp the edge of his shadow for the rest of his life.

This is the stage. If you're more than normal, you'll only be able to reach this point in your later years.

You'll notice the existence of And it's only when you have the best qualities that you can get to this point.There will be access to the substance.

Of course, there is a world of difference between knowing and learning.

”This is what we call the ”Holhuang” ( ” ” ” ”). Free groundless groundless groundless groundless groundless groundless groundless groundless groundless groundless groundless groundless groundless groundless land

It's the level of a ). It is a shapeless form, a level of matter, not matter.”

”That's possible, isn't it?”

Ryu-Yeon asked with a suspicious look. Ryu-yeon's questioning eyes were full of doubt.

”When have you ever seen this master lie?”

”…….”

Suddenly Ryu-Yeon stopped moving as if his tongue had hardened. His tongue was always moving smoothly.

When he didn't move as if he was frozen, he felt a sense of incompatibility. For the master, it was silent defiance.

It felt like a silent demonstration.

”Hmm, disciple! The silence is too long.”

The master, who couldn't hide his embarrassment at the sudden disconnection of the conversation, said a word.

”Well, I'm afraid there isn't. False, even if you've blocked information or diminished the truth.

I never said anything. I think it's a miracle.”

Although his student's tone was subtle, he decided to move on. No more arguing with Ryu-Yeon.

It's something I didn't want to do.

A disciple wouldn't lose a word in a quarrel...… we need to increase the amount of labor.

Master thought for a moment.

”Well, look at that! Master Lee has never blabbered. master the spirit of the consul

If you look at the barriers that must be met, the obstacles that must be overcome, Lee, Hee, Beauty, these three senses.

The first step to becoming a master is the foundation hole.

It's!”

”Basic pores?”

”Yes, Ki, Cho, Ji, Ball!”

The master pronounced his unilateral claim clearly. Ryu-yeon feels, persimmon.

It was a challenging tone to your topic, saying, ”If you can do it, try it.”

”Can you do it? Wouldn't this basic hole be too difficult for you now?”

Suddenly, the master asked in a voice that was filled with worries. Don't let his complexion run heavy.

When a stranger sees you, he's worried about his disciple.

One could even praise him for being a master.

”No! You can do it. It must look like it.”

Somehow Ryu-Yeon couldn't stand the feeling of being belittled by the master. In retrospect, that's it.

It was the most fatal mistake. I didn't brag about it because I was angry at the moment. phooey

He/she made a mistake because he/she was so excited.

”Excellent, disciple! Train through the spirit of the soul. If you're in a state of solitude.

If you can be different, you'll get a free mind.To see through the true nature of the world.

You'll have eyes, ears, and senses.”

Ever since the day he was a child, Ryu-Yeon has been practicing intensive consular mindfulness.

It's in. Lee, Hee, Mi, these are the three ways of training to get the senses.

However, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't reach the level that the master said. It seemed easy to see and hear.

When I started, I felt as if I was wandering in the sea of fog. Where do I start? How do I start?

I didn't know if I should.

'I thought it was a base ball. I did... ...'

Ryu-yeon painfully realized the brutal truth that the master did not believe easily.It was eight years from

a state of solitude

The Great Hall of the Apocalypse.

There's no I would be, that there can beat the master here but to death, ryu yeon himself.

I never dreamed it would take eight years to unlock the secret of this horse. One base hole

I felt strongly that it took eight years to wake up.

It was from that day that I felt that physical discipline alone would never reach this point.

It was five years later. In order to get a sense of the state of solitude, the mind is in trance, the ball of nihilation.

I had to wander through the liver. Beauty in a sea of futility, with no sense of time or space.

There was a time when I was in danger of being a baby and never coming back. So-called ”crazy” luminescence.

It was almost a state.

I've been wondering if I've been hit by my master dozens, hundreds of times since I hit my head.

I heard, but cheap, narrow-minded, even mean-spirited, but humble.

He's a master who doesn't lie because of his pride, so he's hung on to this. Come at this point.

Laura can't quit either.

Five years from that day, it turned into a battle of master and Ryu-yeon's own coming and pride.

And the more you learn about the horoscope, the higher the achievement of the consular mind, the more you learn about the horoscope.

Confidence grew deeper and deeper.

Pay a little more attention to the world, that what you see isn't everything.

If you lean on it, he'll notice that there's an unimaginably infinite world around you.

It was taken out. Of course, the destination point was a long way off, although it hasn't changed.

And eight years from that day, Ryu-Yeon was finally able to fill the master's face with dismay.

I can't believe the master was so dumbfounded and embarrassed! The more I think about it, the more I feel like it.

It was work.

It's no exaggeration to say that day is a turning point in my life!'

But I haven't fully realised it yet. There's still one higher level ahead of us.

The kite was intuitively known.

Eight years to master, how many years does it take to achieve success? That place is frozen

Jenga was a must-have place. Maybe there's a place where people call it the Tao, or God.

It might be a place. The place is so high and so distant that most people give up without even starting in the first place.

One that is still called God's Land, which the public call reckless.

There are people who challenge their abilities. What they have in common is that they don't think impossible is impossible.

For them, it's just as possible, so they can make it possible.

I'm making it.

There was no commitment, but I didn't intend to give up. Dropping out doesn't exist in his mental world.

”If we gain the power of the brain god, we will be able to gain confidence in this situation. Or brain-body.

Do we need to reach this game to gain strength?'

Which came first, the chicken or the egg?

It's only heaven's business.

Mo Yong-hwi's Swear

”I lost!”

When Salinity and Ryu-Yeon were making some sort of plan under the moonlight,

Mo Yong-hwi is lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling forlornly.

I was savoring the bitterness that came from the heart.”I lost.”

The focus went blankly blurry. His consciousness was now wandering in a dream. The shock of the first defeat.

It was unexpected that he would be this tall.

I was thinking in the back of my heart that there could be no defeat, but I saw it face-to-face.

It wasn't easy for you to bear. All kinds of anguish, agony, and self-criticism bothered him.

”Why did you lose?”

Mo Yong-hwi asked his own mind.

It was the first time he had ever been subjected to such a heavy, gruesome scheme as today. a little room

The fear that you can lose your neck with just the heart. It's been a long time since I've seen the fear of life and death.

I was able to recall.

”Do I still have the fear of death and the sword in my heart?”

The empty air seemed to have no intention of showing kindness to answer his questions. Inevitably

Mo Yong-hwi had no choice but to find the answer in his abyss. On your own.

Everyone says it's a draw, but Mo Yong-hwi was saving his defeat. Apparently today's big.

The game ended in a draw. But Mo Yong-hwi knew it well. Technically, today's game is over.

It's the defeat of God! Even when he's in a situation where he can't swing his sword, the other guy has an arm.

Eight, then he could no longer afford to move. On the other hand, the opponent is as powerful as a running tank.

If he hadn't gone berserk, he could have lost his life to his sword.

I was angry.

Mo Yong-hwi bit his lips gently. The smell of fishy blood stimulated the tip of the nose. body of oneself

It was a ceremony that strengthened the will and punishment. I couldn't back down like this. To defile the name of the sword.

I couldn't help but hesitate.

He wasn't the kind of man who was frustrated by one defeat and in endless despair like a tower collapsing.

He deeply etched into the idea that it was only a jerk to be frustrated by one defeat. Failure is

It happened all the time on sick leave. in one failure

He was too young to be frustrated.

A man in his 20s who has nothing left but endless challenges, feisty drive, and seething spirit.

It was his age.

”I'll never lose next time!”

He swore on the sword in his heart. You will win! To my name and the honor of my family!

He was a genius who knew how to excel when faced with a disability. He is called a true genius.

was a being.

”I'll never lose again!”

Healing wounds and restoring physical strength were the top priorities to deal with the enemy once again.

Mo Yong-hwi slowly raised his spirits and I started to do weird tricks.

Fortunately, Jinki's communication was smooth, perhaps because the heart vein was not damaged. but

It will take some time for the trauma to heal. Let's hope it heals in a short time.

Sieve was too much.

The next day!

Down!

One person collapsed and the special training began.

Shaman's Ghost Story ())

-The suffering of the early marriage five-guilty sword and the five-guilty

”What happened?”

Sometimes the world knows the answer.

It is often not possible to answer readily.

That your answer can have an adverse effect on yourself and on society.

I can't help but say the answer because it's obvious to the eye.

Because there is no need to voluntarily invite the catastrophe that has been foreseen. This was one of them.Despite the fact that the thousand-year-old supervisor, a symbol of fear, asks questions, Daewon.

Jongpyeongchang, called the ”Sept. 27,” was speechless and could not answer easily. If right

Lo, I knew clearly that if I confess, at least the blasphemy and the death penalty would be maximum instant as possible. So

How can you tell a ridiculous story about a ghost hitting you and passing by? Even if I die.

I couldn't speak out.

”Eh... I... it's... I mean... it's...….”

Twenty-seven-ho, who had a black and blue face, couldn't easily reply because of his tongue twisted. thousand years old

His brutal hand was too scary for him, who was weak.

”Do you want to die? Why don't you answer quickly?”

The eyes of a thousand-year-old sparkled with life. He's never had a history of patience in his life.

It was a person.

”Yes, four! The ghost hit me!”

”Really? Get a punch from me, too!”

With a thud, the NCT 127 had to let go of consciousness. That's the best thing I've ever done.

He was lucky to be able to end without dying.

”Oh, my God, my men are coming from nowhere. I don't think I'm going to die soon.

I can't believe you got beaten up like that's...….”

”Do you want me to kill you?”

I was disgusted to have a useless man by my side.

”What kind of ghost is a ghost? Foolish idiots!”

The thousand-year-old couldn't stop his anger and yelled and threw tantrums. Suho's incompetence is his...

It added fuel to the anger.

Led by the Heavenly and Earthly Ssangsal, there are two groups of leaders: water and oil.

Five swordsmen under the thousand-year-old first-marriage sword, first-marriage sword and death.

They are the five leaders of Myeongwangdodae under the command of Myeongwangdodo.

These first-born monk swords and the first-born monk had a very bad relationship. It's better to call him a scoundrel.

Their relationship was so close that it was a definite expression.

For Sapa, or for them, the competition must be inexorably eliminated as the number one.

It was just a distraction to do. The movement of life that must never help each other's development and move forward.

It wasn't a half-life.