Chapter 247 – 247. The Underworld

A new timetable was added from the day of the martial arts competition.

As the head of Shaolin Temple, the head of the paperwork, of course, came to visit me whenever he had free time and touched my body and danced with me.

Just like a person who didn’t know the taste of meat can’t quit once he learns the taste of meat.
The head of the house, who was interested in the male body, could not stop paying attention to the man named Nara and continued to visit him.

It was her hard work to resist trying to get an erection every time she touched the muscles of my body. It’s nice that her beautiful hands touch my body, but isn’t it too shabby for her to stand tall because she lusts after someone who is not my woman?
However, to suppress her erection with her sex balls, she would be caught at once because she is a higher level master than me.

Even for the sake of a man’s trivial pride, I gave up my body and received the price, controlling my erection with only my will.
Of course, the price is to be taught about nothingness. Sometimes the master taught me with a sword and sometimes with a sword.

And it was closer to how to fight as a warrior in the life and death world rather than teaching about martial arts. I was able to receive instruction like a soldier who had spent a long time climbing the life-and-death stage before me.

“I’ll let you do this for today.”
“Thank you for your hard work today.”

At the end of a close battle with a non-sword spread, they achieved the splendid achievement of a narrow draw. The host is also satisfied with my growth and gets up from his seat and turns around.

Even though he was a monk, it wasn’t good to be seen staying in a man’s room until too late. There was no monk in Shaolin who would speak ill of the master, but wouldn’t that also be a problem if the story spread outside?
The host, who got up before it was too late, spoke to me as if he had suddenly thought of it as he was about to leave the room.

“Ah, true. Come to think of it, Jinin is looking for a donor today.”

The only person the master called Jinin was the Fire Dragon.

Even though he is a guru, not a monk, he has no choice but to respect him because he is a person who has accumulated good deeds.

“You mean Fire Dragon?”
“Yes. The donor went out today and seems to have diverged, so why don’t you visit him? It’s not that late yet.”

With that said, the host leaves the room. Still twitching his puffy loaves.

Is it because today, in particular, I saw the fabric of the monk’s clothes folded after being eaten by the dung bag?

Hot.

Jaji, who has been impatient with not being able to get rid of it at all these days, took the scene out of his mind as soon as the host left and repeated the study, getting angry.

To be honest, I want to lose weight by myself, but I wonder if my stamina will die just because it’s cheap.
It would have to be done at least 15 times, but if you do, the host will find out right away. As long as the power of the fox monster was released like Master’s, her sense of smell would be as good as that of a dog’s, so no matter how much the smell was removed, she would still smell the reverberation of the semen.

No matter how much it is, there is no such disgrace if you are caught by the director of Shaolin Temple.

After watching the sun go down outside the window, I turned my gaze to my lower body, which was quivering again. I came to a conclusion after thinking about it for a while as it seemed to have no intention of sinking until late.

“Today is a mess. I have to go to the fire dragon tomorrow.”

Let’s put it off until tomorrow.

***

Shaolin’s morning starts very quickly. As the sun creeps over the horizon, I wake up before I even get ready to raise my head, wash my face, and go out to the training ground to hit the hot sand with my fist to train my body.
Although they did not forget their true nature as monks, they thought that it was good to see them faithful as martial monks learning martial arts, so they erased their presence and went to the room of Hwaryong.

“Master, are you here?”

The Fire Dragon was waiting for her, sensing her aura that she deliberately only exposed to her.

“I heard you found me. What’s up?”
“While the owner was listening to the head of the room about Mu, I was separately digging up information on the Demonic Scenery and the party. After researching the party, I learned what the conditions for the strategy were as well. Surprisingly, the two were related.”
“Is that possible with your realm? It’s only part of it, so the level is at the level of entering Hwagyeong.”
“…Master, no matter how you look like this, you are a body that was once a hermit. If you spend time investigating this place, where it is not looking back at the world, but the reality is only jinbeop and fragments, there is nothing you can’t do.”

Come to think of it, I remember that Hwaryong Jinin, the true body of Hwaryong, was quite high among the freshmen. Because his disciple, Dongbin Lu, set up a mess, the good deeds he has done for human beings are beyond description.

She simply forgot that she was much better than me when it came to her technique or anything other than her martial arts.

“I’m sorry. I forgot to see you for such a long time. So?”

I apologized because I had done something wrong, but now my interests are focused elsewhere.

The fact that the information about the lovers and the strategy were related meant that it could be a very dangerous situation.

“First of all, this demonic realm is a form of constructing a new world by overlaying other possibilities on those who enter. Until we invade, other people cannot enter or leave while we enter. And the method is to realize the original self like the owner After absorbing the selves of other possibilities and becoming stronger, everyone will subdue the Yellow Dragon together.”
“…It means that the Demonic Realm will not collapse just because I subdue the Yellow Dragon together with the chief.”
“That’s how it is. The first priority for the owner now is to heal the hostesses and the dokgo rich.”

And what the Fire Dragon hinted at to me was-.

“Just in time, I analyzed the way to open the eyes of those who entered yesterday.”
“Come on, tell me.”
“Don’t be surprised when you hear it. You’ll have to be strong.”

It was crazy.

“Train the hostesses as a slave.”
“…Did you, did you get it?”

There was rust on the sword body, and she seriously doubted that it might have caused dementia in the incarnated body.
However, as usual, even those doubts disappear when I see her eyes, which are as intelligent as the stars in the night sky.

“Master. This demonic realm is more complex than we thought. The number of people who have entered, and the relationship and possibility of repainting it are also limited. Is driving them to atrocities.”

There was no hesitation in Hwaryong’s words, excited like a scholar who made a discovery of the century.

“Except for the rich man alone, all of those who came in had a marital relationship with the owner with a red thread of bond. And the yellow dragon’s resentment maliciously painted over him, and the man and woman with a deep relationship were subject to rape and training. After the end, the relationship will be ruined. If the mental power is strong enough not to be swayed by another self, that is also meaningless.”
“So… You mean I have to train all of my women?”
“That’s right. If she fell in love with her master despite being tamed by her rough training assistant, then she opened her eyes.”

Hwa-Ryong, who easily spewed out answers that were difficult to answer with a joke, talked like he was drunk.

Anyway, it is a true love that overcomes even an assistant. Then I thought it would be okay not to worry.
The bond between me and my lovers is tougher than a cow’s tendon, and we’ll never forget each other. It seemed that finding out where my lovers were rather than teaching them would be the job.

“If it’s true love, I wonder if even a teaching assistant will accept it. And if it’s a man’s friend, wounding him and turning him into a eunuch is the way to open his eyes.”
“…How come this one is more vicious. It’s a condition where friendships are always destroyed.”

I’m going to blow a high self-awareness.
The vicious way that even the wicked will cry at the attempt itself will destroy the friendship unconditionally.

What if we weren’t friends?

‘Come to think of it, there were also mountain soldiers.’

What is the way to open her eyes to her ambiguous relationship, which is ambiguous to be her friend and not to be her husband?

When she asked about him, she said in a tone that the fire dragon was no big deal.

“Ah. She’s simple.”

But what came out of her mouth wasn’t simple at all.

“She just needs to take the past exam and not fail, and go to the government as a civil servant.”
“…To make him a high ranking official?”
“Yes.”
“Well.”

I had only one thing to say.

“The difficulty is crazy.”

It seemed to me that it would be more difficult to send a mountain soldier into the civil service than to train a room leader who is stronger than me. Hwaryong, who saw the reaction, smiled bitterly as if he could sympathize with him.
Isn’t the ignorance of mountain soldiers known to everyone?

Then, in this world, she is preparing her past in order to ascend to her official position as a literary teacher.
I don’t feel guilty about turning a rich man into a eunuch anyway, so even so, I don’t know what to do with a mountain soldier.

“First of all, I will go to the Green Forest King separately and teach him as much as possible. So, the owner wants me to go to Xinjiang after discussing the story with the master.”
“It’s Xinjiang. You want me to seduce Yeoryeong first?”
“There is that, but the first thing the owner should do is to train all the hostesses. In other words-“

Hwaryong covers his mouth with his hand and smiles.

“I’m going to become a celestial demon again. Become a member of the Ten Demons and rape the hostesses with confidence!”
“…”

If it was now, wouldn’t it be possible to be acquitted even if you goof up against Hwaryongi?
Seriously, I contemplated whether or not to hit that ass that resembles Sua noona with a rod.