Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 18 Reason for Escape (3)

“Fuck you! “I ate well.”

“There is a lot left. Shall we make it into beef jerky?”

“okay.”

“Just take a break. “I will sort it out.”

“Oh really? “I need to do you a favor.”

Ma Dong-pil, who was holding the pot, glanced at Seoryang. Before I knew it, Seo-ryang had woken up and was walking to the end of the yard.

‘He has grown bigger.’

Seoryang was originally tall, but in the aftermath of the Juhwa Ilma, Seoryang gave the impression of being small.

The kindness of the past was no longer there. The broad shoulders and well-honed gait without any shaking of the body were truly like those of a warrior.

He actually grew a little taller. At the beginning of my life in Gojuklim, it was almost similar to my own, but now I had to raise my head slightly to look.

They say some people grow later than others, but perhaps because their bodies have changed so much, their stomachs were surprising.

“Confucius, what happened to your wounds….”

“It’s okay. “This is enough for Qigong.”

“All right.”

There was more he wanted to say, but Ma Dong-pil cleaned up his surroundings for now.

Seo-ryang went to the end of the yard, opened the gate, and went out.

He took a deep breath.

“The air is definitely amazing!”

It’s an insanely dangerous place, though.

The air is nice and my stomach is full. Crucially, I also defeated the guy named Nokchok, who I had punched before.

It was a fruitful day.

“My arms are a little sore, though.”

Xiliang looked at his left arm and frowned. The arm that had been used to block Nokchok’s rear kick was swollen.

‘But this is okay.’

Seoryang, who was smiling and looking at his arms, suddenly glanced at his own body.

‘It’s not bad.’

Now, eight months later, his body is almost perfect.

It was very nice to see the moderately bulging chest muscles, compressed abs like a marble stone, and flexible limbs. I couldn’t imagine a body so thin that all its ribs were exposed.

‘It’s definitely a fascinating place.’

The excessively concentrated spiritual energy not only created spirit bamboo and created precious objects, but also changed the bodies of people living here.

Of course, this was possible thanks to a lot of effort. Since entering Gojuk Forest, he had never slept more than two hours a day.

Even so, it is not a body that can be achieved in eight months.

“That’s why it’s dangerous.”

They said it was too much or too little. The bamboo and precious plants here have perfectly adapted to the environment, but humans cannot.

If you continue at this rate, your body will start to malfunction before it lasts more than three months.

‘Before that, I need to get everything I can.’

Xiliang sat cross-legged.

As I closed my eyes and contemplated the inside, I felt my dantian pulsing.

It is a power that I could not have dared to imagine eight months ago. It seemed as if my boiling inner energy wanted to run out into the world at any moment.

‘come.’

Master’s call.

Danjeon responded to the soul’s cry filled with strong will.

Wooooow!

The swollen Danjeon boom! He made a sound and sent his true energy into the bloodstream of his entire body.

Pussssss.

The aftereffects of hot power flowing out like smoke.

It wasn’t evil, but it was vicious, and it wasn’t disturbing, but it was ominous. The energy was strong enough to send everyone in the area into a state of panic just from the fragments.

Magical energy.

The demonic energy he had been so reluctant about rose up from his entire body.

Saaagh!

A faint haze hovered over both shoulders and behind my back. The internal injuries suffered during the battle with Nokchok are healing.

It is said that the concentration of spiritual energy was high, but even considering that, the speed was too fast.

A smile appeared on Seo-ryang’s lips. It was a smile that seemed both bitter and satisfied.

‘It gets deeper and deeper.’

The quality of magical energy has become deeper.

This had nothing to do with reiki. This was possible simply because his enlightenment was on a different level from that of other experts.

In the future, Magi will continue to improve its quality day by day.

‘What if it’s a magic craft? Nowhere in the world can you learn martial arts like this. ‘You should consider yourself lucky.’

Shadowy Jinmagong (暗影眞魔功).

He was a martial artist who combined dark energy and true magic.

Surprisingly, Amyeonggi, which inherited the strengths of Shaolin martial arts, did not abandon the Buddhist elements while combining it with magic arts. Yet, the level of magic was higher than that of a teenage magician.

A collaboration between anti-magic energy and pure magic energy that never seem to mix.

The result was beyond imagination.

Crunch! Crump!

The muscles of the whole body were trembling and the sound of bones being misaligned was heard.

Muscles and bones being reassembled little by little. Every time you practice martial arts, your body changes slightly in a direction that suits the martial arts. It is to develop a body that can simultaneously use the majesty of Buddhist martial arts and the explosive power of magic martial arts.

Flash!

Xiliang opened his eyes.

“ha.”

Without even realizing it, the exhaled breath was filled with joy.

At that time, Ma Dong-pil’s voice was heard from somewhere nearby.

“Are you finished?”

“uh.”

In the meantime, I cleaned up the yard and stood guard. You can stop immediately if you feel life threatening while flying, but you still seem to be anxious.

Ma Dong-pil quietly called Seoryang.

“Confucius.”

“Are you trying to set the mood by nagging me again?”

“Didn’t you promise not to enter the danger zone alone?”

Xiliang scratched his head.

“What can I do? “There’s not enough time.”

“Time?”

“Oh, you didn’t know?”

“which…?”

“It’s dangerous here now. To be precise, it will become dangerous sooner or later.”

“What do you mean?”

When Seo-ryang explained what he felt, Ma Dong-pil’s complexion immediately hardened.

“You mean three months at most?”

“okay.”

“How can that be?”

“It’s natural because it’s a place where the balance is broken.”

balance? What does this mean?

Seoliang pointed to his left arm.

“Look. The arm that was hit by Nokchok has already healed this much, right? “Maybe everything will be better by tomorrow morning.”

“Thank goodness…”

“Do you think this is normal?”

“Ah… it’s definitely not normal.”

“When the skin breaks, the body heals the wound. But what happens when the speed of treatment becomes extremely fast? “What happens if you keep getting better even when everything is healed?”

“….”

Seo-ryang spread his fingers.

“It’s going to explode.”

“…!”

“The environment of the bamboo forest is like that. “It’s good to grow to a certain level, but as soon as you hit a plateau, it becomes toxic.”

“Then…”

“That’s right. “If we shorten it to three months, we will have to enter the deep part of the bamboo forest within two months.”

“okay.”

“Now, if we catch a couple more, the path to the deepest part of the world we have never been to will open up. “The best spirit bamboos that the leaders of our school go to dig up are there.”

Xu Liang grinned.

“I have to get it.”

Ma Dong-pil sighed.

“Confucius, I will come and have an audience with the religious leader.”

“suddenly?”

“You said that if you don’t get out of here within three months, you’ll be in big trouble.”

“yes.”

“But unless the leader gives orders, Confucius will have to stay here forever…”

Xu Liang tilted his head.

“Have you ever met the religious leader without me?”

“…yes?”

“When did the leader say that?”

Ma Dong-pil’s expression became dazed.

“Of course… isn’t that right? Confucius was sent here, so he cannot return to his residence unless the religious leader gives permission…”

“Fuha! “Did you really think that I was living here for eight months because of the religious leader?”

“Oh, wasn’t it?”

Slurp.

Xu Liang stood up.

Tall and stocky physique. Looking at his polished body, he was no better than any other peak expert.

“The leader only told me to go to Gojuk Forest, but he never set a time for me to return.”

“…!”

“I also realized this after learning martial arts, but the teacher listened to my request. “It’s just that it was a bamboo forest, not a suburban area.”

“That interpretation….”

“It’s not a suitable place to get some fresh air? Well, that’s true. Anyway, you’ve become stronger thanks to that, right?”

Xu Liang smiled.

It was a feeling of freedom that came after I gained strength, or rather, after acknowledging reality.

“I plan to take everything I can get. That’s why I’ve held on until now. Because it helps me too.”

“…I see.”

Although he answered, Ma Dong-pil still seemed confused. This is because they could not even dare to interpret the intentions of the Absolute One of Shinism, or rather, the Demonic God.

Not only that, but most of the students on campus will be like that.

“By the way, what happened to what you asked for?”

“Oh, just wait a moment.”

Ma Dong-pil brought five medicine balls, tea leaves, and a long weapon wrapped in black cloth from the room.

Seo-ryang’s eyes sparkled.

“Did you bring five concubines?”

“yes. “It is said that some were supplied for personal experimentation.”

Seo-ryang quietly expressed his admiration.

“As expected, it’s amazing. “How much money does it take to distribute Chetakcho to even a single doctor?”

“The Yunnan branch sends medicinal herbs every month. It is said that there are many medicinal herbs like this in Yunnan’s Aenei Mountain. “Some medicinal herbs have been successfully cultivated and are said to be in ample supply.”

“ah!”

I have never been to Aeneosan Mountain, but I heard that the mountain slopes are among the steepest on the continent, and that all kinds of poisonous substances and wild beasts, Gihwayocho, are rampant.

“But what about Jetakcho…?”

“There is such a thing. “Is this an oyster truck?”

“yes.”

“good. great job.”

Seoliang put a bag of medicine and tea leaves in his arms. A look of joy was evident.

“I’m just asking, just in case. Can you airlift this Takcho again?”

“If this is a method that involves synchronization without anyone knowing, I honestly cannot give a definitive answer.”

“Tsk. okay?”

“yes. This month, we will study the mixing ratio of this herb in a decoction called Jeongang-tang. Since it is the main ingredient in the decoction, I have to wait a couple more months to get it again…”

“Wait.”

Seoliang tilted his head.

“What did you just say? “Jeongantang?”

“Oh yeah. “That’s certainly what I heard.”

“Jetakcho goes into Jeongantang?”

“That’s right.”

Xu Liang frowned.

If it’s Jeongantang, isn’t it the herbal medicine that I drank heavily for three months after waking up in this body?

“Did you say that Jetakcho is the main ingredient in Jeongangtang? Are you sure?”

“I’m sure I heard that, but…”

Doesn’t that make sense?

As the name suggests, Jetakcho is an herb that removes turbidity. However, since it suppresses yang energy, even if you are a master of internal energy, if you take it too much or take an overdose without knowing how to use it, your body will be harmed.

No matter how much processing goes through, the essence of weak power does not change.

That kind of grass was fed to patients who were dying from the aftereffects of the poisonous poison? It’s not even just a help, it’s the main ingredient.

It’s even more strange when you think about the fact that his body was completely riddled with magical energy.

Jetakcho is so powerful that it even attacks demons. It may not matter if you have abundant demonic energy, but if you use it on an exhausted body, it is fatal.

“It can’t be like that? “Even if I know a little bit about medicine, I can’t prescribe something like that?”

Seo-ryang, lost in thought with his eyes downcast as his suspicions grew, suddenly thought of another prescription.

“Dongpil.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

“Do you know it’s Geumjeongchim (錦晶針)?”

I asked him just in case, but unexpectedly, Ma Dong-pil nodded.

“of course.”

“know? What?”

“Accurately, it should be considered acupuncture rather than the name of acupuncture. “Acupuncture balances the body by slightly tensing overly relaxed muscles.”

“How do you know that?”

“Before going on a mission, I performed the treatment several times on my body, which had been loosened by Ungong. It’s not a difficult procedure. From what I remember, it was pretty good…”

At that moment, Ma Dong-pil was speechless.

The two eyes that floated over Confucius’ expressionless face had a unique cold, vicious energy.

‘Putting Jeongantang on an extremely weak body and inserting a gold needle into a body that is about to harden?’

And not to anyone else but to the sect’s disciple?

‘I’m sure the congressman didn’t do it on his own.’

At the very least, he must be at the highest level of leadership or similar disciple level…

‘Disciple?’

At that moment, a memory of Hong Yeo-rin passed through his mind.

And that she is the younger sister of his same student.

“…Look at these bastards?”