Chapter 134 – 134. Daily Life

“Jaha Ha-gong… I came up with it while looking at human life.”
[It’s short, but I thought they were like the glow of the sunset, brighter than ever.]
“That’s how it was completed… Jaha. The root and source of all martial arts that form the foundation of the Volcano Sect.”
[In terms of the Demonic Cult, it is the Heavenly Demon Sacred Art.]

While Master was learning Jahaengong from Moonin Jang, I was also learning from Sua noona who became one with Hwaryong.
No matter how prestigious a volcanic school was, it must have changed little by little as the years passed.

It would be better for Master, who has fully mastered the martial arts of the Volcano School and has risen to the prefecture, to learn from a man of great skill, but I am a life-and-death-gyeong with a celestial spirit. For me like that, my sister’s, who had the original root and the original form of martial arts, was more suitable than Ja Ha-gong, who was a mixture of the martial arts of dozens or hundreds of talented people.

Even if it is the same luxury product, it is similar to the fact that each region has different characteristics.

Before the return, the Volcanic Faction was destroyed by the invasion of Dongbin Lu and the monster army, and the library containing the secret books at the level of the school was oxidized to ashes, and Ja Ha-gong, whom even his colleagues did not know about.

Although I am a secular disciple, I became Master’s disciple and had a sense of belonging to the Volcano Sect, so I studied seriously.

“To be honest… Ja Ha-jin’s martial arts aren’t that good…”
[Actually, Jaha-gong is more like a martial art created to be able to use my image world, Jaha-Dorae.]
“But… The suspension of school is still the same.”

Sua noona, who had rented an entire gymnasium for her private tutoring, walked into the middle of the gymnasium.

Sereung.

The Fire Dragon Divine Sword that appears in the scabbard.

Curleung.

The main body, the fire dragon, became one with the sister and became empty, but that’s why it responded to her sister’s will and caused thunderbolts over her sword body.

The thunderbolt was not the purple light he had seen before.
However, it was not the golden color that her older sister originally used, nor the blue color that the Namgung family had.

Red, if you have to ask.

It was difficult to tell whether it should be called crimson or deep red, but the red current close to the flame sprinkles fire flowers in the air.

“If Cheondun Cheon-ryu is a device to create a whole world of images…”
[Jaha-gong is a martial art for fully using the world of images. The first Heavenly Demon, like herself, might have created the Heavenly Demon Art to completely deal with the world of images.]

Along with the education of Sua’s older sister ‘s’, the royal sword dance is unfolded using the power of the brain power.

Scattering red lightning, he built an area as if declaring that his area was his space.

“To be more precise, the self-healing technique that imitates the world of images… Is to be expanded into the Thousand-Dungeon method.”

The world of red lightning spreads around Sua noona. Compared to the image world, it is a local area, but I was able to see through the Hwaan Gold Pavilion that it had a structure similar to that.

Anyway, I guess I’ll realize this now.

I couldn’t hide the feeling of dejection, so I spoke with a weak accent.

“Cheondungeombeop… The establishment of a domain, so… It was a martial art that made me more familiar with the mental world.”
“Exactly, do it…”

Sua noona expressed her affirmation to my guess.

“Cheondugeombeop is… To get used to the world of images… So, it’s a martial art that made it easier to approach the life and death world…”
[At that time, I created it in the hope that the excommunication would quickly become stronger.]

In other words, if Cheondungeombeop is a vessel, Jahagong or Cheonma Shingong are contents.

A vessel is completed when the original contents are put in it. By becoming accustomed to such perfection, the possibility of unfolding the world of imagination increases.
Until now, I thought it was a martial arts that strengthened other sword techniques with baseless sword techniques… It was an absurd illusion.

The Cheondun Sword had the role of lowering the level of difficulty from picking up the stars in the sky to the level of finding a needle in the desert.

[In that sense, Baekwoon’s younger brother’s Uiyeomgi, Hwaryongjeomjeong, is excellent.]

Hwaryongjeomjeong is simply a righteous idea to destroy the will of others. Ignoring the Uinoegi itself is a great thing… From my point of view, Cheondun who completely completes the world of imagery or Lu Dongbin’s Uiyeomgi who raises the level seemed more remarkable.

“Baekun’s younger brother… I still don’t know the essence of his Uinoegi…”
“Huh? What do you mean by that?”

The climax of the fire dragon is my mind.

It embodies the beliefs created by establishing one’s own will, and the foundation is the heart sword. The level of difficulty is so high, and it is safe to say that Uinoegi is the unique skill of the person who has achieved the status quo.

That’s why you can’t use someone else’s uiseomgi, and you can’t know better than yourself.

The moment I thought so,

Aww.

My sister’s pupils were torn vertically, causing dragon eyes.

Dragon’s Eye, a technique to subdue spirits performed with the Cheonma Dragon Dance, was simply imitated with the fragment of that eye and was incomparable. Of course, compared to Hwaan Geumjeong, those eyes are also downgraded opponents.

[The other side’s explanation is slow, so I’ll deliver it quickly from this side.]

Stupid hairy older sister explained as a substitute.

[Cadet. Have you ever seen Hwa-Ryong-Jeom-Jung, your own Ui-Yi-gi, with Hwa-An-Geum-Jeong?]

“No.”

I already know, do I need to see it?

[Yes. That’s the problem Even though Uinoegi is the power to realize the will of the person himself, it is arrogance and prejudice to fully understand him.]

“…”

[It’s not just expressing the human body as a microcosm. It’s not that high-ranking monsters are transforming into humans for no reason, it’s because they’re trying to reproduce their microcosm. The possibility of enlightening and progressing to a higher existence can be found in humans.]

Until now, I thought it was sexual intercourse by changing into a human to reproduce the species, but there was an unexpectedly serious reason.

Maybe me… Is there a lewd demon involved?
I suddenly feel weird.

My older sister, who didn’t know how I felt, continued her explanation.

[The words have leaked elsewhere. Anyway, it’s a story that my younger brother recommends watching his Uinoegi with Hwaan Geumjeong.]
“Yeah. Come on… Look.”

My sister will not tell me anything that will harm me.

Since I myself am in a state of life and death, I was quite confident about martial arts and the crowd, so I didn’t believe it ten percent, but because it was my sister’s opinion, I believed it.

Thus, the moment when Hwaan Geumjeong was caused,

“Damn it.”

A grievance bursts out and I wipe my face with my hand.

“I was sick.”

From before the return to the present.
I wasn’t able to use the fire dragon point properly. No, to be precise, I have been using only the additional effects properly.

It feels like my past self, which I have proudly used so far, is transformed into a dark history by overturning ink.

I’m so embarrassed that I can’t speak anymore.
Even though he was extremely weak, his face, filled with shame, felt hot.

‘Is there no mouse hole nearby?’

Do other people really know this feeling of wanting to stick its head into the ground like an ostrich?

He crouched down on his knees and covered his face with both hands.

While doing so, Sua noona approached me.

“It’s okay. Now… Let’s get up.”

I patted him on the shoulder with encouragement.

“Pat Pat~. Everything embarrassing, fly away…”

What. This encouragement seemed to soothe a five-year-old child who was crying with a broken knee.

Instead of feeling blown away, shame began to rise in a different sense.
Does Noona really want me to go down the rat hole?

“Sister. What are you doing now?”
“Consolation…?”

Why is the ending in question?
Even the stupid hairy noona was taking a question mark (?) As if asking why she didn’t know this.

While becoming one with Hwa-Ryong, I thought that my personality was not going anywhere.

“It’s okay.”
“What?”
“Now that you know it, it’s okay…”

After saying that, the older sister broke her expression and spoke kindly with a smile on her eyes.

“Even from now on… As long as you properly train and use it… It’s fine. Step by step. A journey of a thousand miles starts with one step and arrives at it. So… Don’t be shy. Don’t be embarrassed…”
“Whoa. I get it.”

The older sister I dated told me this much, but I couldn’t be a bastard who ignored it.
As a suggestion to shake off the shame, I got up, slapping my knees as if dusting off dust that didn’t exist.

“First of all… Thank you for letting me know about my shortcomings and self-reflection, sister.”
“Yes.”

My sister smiled.

It’s so pretty that I think I’m going blind.

“It’s natural for a sister to be for her beloved brother…”
“…”

A smile was drawn on my sister’s face that even me, who was introverted for a moment, was mesmerized.

Maybe the lines were a little embarrassing, but a slight blush dyed both cheeks in a red hue, a strange eye smile and finely curved lips. It all came together to create a dreamy atmosphere.

Pounding. Pounding.

My heart was beating like crazy.

Perhaps sensing my change of heart, Sua noona gently raised the corners of her mouth and turned her face towards me. Lips approaching.
Even though she has already made her way back from Xinjiang countless times, her heart beats like her first contact.

It was just before their lips touched each other as if they were being seduced by the subtle scent of peach.

Rattle.

“Oh man. You finally came! What kind of a scholar’s sorcery and jinbeop are so good!”

The door to the gymnasium opened, and Son Oh-gong, who had transformed into a human but still had monkey ears and a tail, strode in.

Thanks to that, Sua noona muttered softly enough to be barely audible in the disorganized atmosphere of the midwife.

“Should I kill you?”
“…”

It was the moment when I seriously questioned whether that monkey would survive until the final battle with her sister Dongbin.

Because before that, it seemed that my older sister would be upset.

The other day, I slapped his cheek with a black mask, but I don’t know if that guy’s butt is okay.