Chapter 302 – 302. A Decisive Battle Without Him

Heterogeneity.
What Lu Dongbin felt in this whitewashed image was a strange feeling.

He could not help but feel that way, as he knew that realization of imagery was the exclusive property of the sutra of life and death, and that only one existence in an era could reach that level. That’s because the three new soldiers who appeared in this image embodiment were all Hyeon-gyeong.
Hyeon-gyeong could not help but be surprised by the appearance of a being who calmly broke the common sense that Uinoegi is the limit and the laws of the fairy world.

“This time is really amazing. I never dreamed that there would be a Hyungyeong that unfolds the realization of imagery not as the essence of realization, but as a skill based on enlightenment.”
“What can I say? The human body is a microcosm, and there are many different types of enlightenment.”

Opposite Lu Dongbin, three women were approaching.

Like the Hwaryong Jinin of the past, a woman in the color of Gyeonggukji wears dragon horns like deer antlers. She has a cool skin color like her corpse, but she is a venomous woman who cannot be underestimated.
And… Even the woman with nine tails who came to embody this imagery with technique.

“Hmm? As far as I know, I heard that swordsmen, a nine-tailed fox, are short. Was that a rumor?”
“No. The rumor is true. I’m just a ‘different me’ now.”

Unlike her usual appearance, Na Ye-rin has changed.

She practiced masquerade and grew in size as she did when she took on her adult form.
Her nine tails were smaller than usual and were wagging at the right size. The eyes that shined through her long, long hair with her pigtails untied were like beastly crimson eyes with golden pupils torn vertically.

Seeing Na Ye-rin like that, her sister Dong-bin recognized that something about her was being captured by her own super senses.

And when she understood what it was, the swordsman couldn’t help but burst into admiration.

“It’s amazing. Did you project another self by unfolding illusions to the extreme?”
“…Huh. I’ll find out in one shot.”

Unseo-jin, who was next to her, answered.

Because it was as he said.

When Na Ye-rin passed away, the first thing she worried about was how to raise her level, rather than how to become stronger. It was like a pun that seemed to be the same thing at first glance, but could be very different if interpreted differently, but she was serious.
It’s not that there aren’t cases in which the transcendent mood can’t overcome the hwagyeong.

Even if she dares to specifically exclude Baekwoon, who has been stronger than a high-ranking master since she was young, in the ridiculous way of returning, it is not that she did not exist at all in the long history of Moorim.

There may be many factors in the victory overturning that level, but the possibility certainly existed.

And the way she took it was simple, considering that her own common sense and her narrow-mindedness had limits.
It is to ask another self.
Fortunately for her, Na Ye-rin, who experienced another self in the Yellow Dragon’s Demonic Landscape, was able to face Na Ye-rin, the Yoho Goddess, in her image without difficulty.

Even though it was fake, it was not difficult for her to give the illusion of a nine-tailed fox to her remaining thoughts that had attained the realization of life and death, and to have a doctor in the image. After long discussions with her other self she met, she succeeded in gaining her own skills.

Flowering

A season that brings another possibility to oneself by realizing the illusion of a nine-tailed fox to the extreme and realizing it close to the real thing.
Now Na Ye-rin has become one, and she could be seen as a situation where three people are joining forces.

Glance.

“One of them inherited Master’s will.”

Swoop.

“The other has a similar reverse to mine.”

Front again.

“A nine-tailed fox who, while being a police officer in such a situation, even embodies a similar image.”

The swordsman found this situation quite interesting. Trying to break away from the natural order and achieve the reverse is against the laws of the fairy world, but the power accumulated by those three women was also the power to break away from the natural order, if not as much as the reverse.
Would this have been allowed in the world? While he had already raised Baekwoon, who was already a celestial saint, as his adversary, to a life-or-death situation.

Did heaven really allow this to go against the order of things just to kill oneself?

‘I don’t think so.’

The sky is a surprisingly flexible place. I just rebelled because I didn’t like the mindset that it didn’t matter if I sacrificed a cow for the sake of my generation, because there was nothing to call it evil.

However, as a Taoist Taoist in the Human World, it was very sad to lose even that few.
Isn’t that why he wants to bring peace to mankind by bringing complete freedom and equality?

Just for the sake of her own convictions, Lu Dong-bin did not hesitate to plan to cause her reversal and burn her ancestral realm. She even came too far to regret it.

“Then let’s begin-“

Fain!

Before he could even finish his words, Seojin Seo broke through the space and appeared in front of him. Normally, tearing through a space like this and flying in this way would cause serious recoil to the body, but the downhill poet Eon Seo-jin was able to withstand it enough.

‘Is it a virtue of fighting to ambush while talking these days?’

Seriously harboring such a misunderstanding, Lu Dongbin responded immediately.

Right before he could deal with her claws, he sensed her intangible claws rushing in, so he gave up her counterattack, defended her claws and intangible claws, and tried to kick her. However, as he steps back from the poisonous mist, Namgung Soo-ah runs beside her like Seom-jeon.

A blue bolt of lightning that shoots with a flash of sword light. No, can I call that a thunderbolt?
Realizing that the thunderbolt contained the blue sky, Lu Dongbin frowned.
I remember backing away from that blow in Xinjiang and running away. An attack that caused a serious injury, despite the nickname of swordsman and the determination to cause a reversal.

“Today, there are a couple of things that surprise me. I can’t believe there are two people who use image realization as an expedient.”

When the blue thunderbolt, created by combining her consciousness and the image of the Fire Dragon Treasured Sword, shoots at a speed that surpasses the light beam, Lu Dongbin raises her sword to deal with it.

Changchun arrives
蒼天到來

It was when he concluded that if it hit, even he would lose his life from a terrifying blow, or if it was just a direct shot, he would just have to repel it with all his might.

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Emperor Sword Dance

When the thunderbolt that contained the blue sky suddenly changed its direction, Lu Dongbin was frightened. She must have been able to shoot in a straight line, but the blow of the world turned her direction and she aimed at herself.

“Quit!”

She hurriedly turns her body to avoid it, and she turns around. While evading her, he gets in close proximity to her, and he counterattacks with her elbow, but before he can be beaten, Seojin Unhyeong’s intangible Joe tears her daughter’s back apart again.
It was a pass that was connected naturally like water flowing, but even that was out of place with Lee Hyung-hwan.

“Right!”

Na Ye-rin, who was watching the situation from behind the two of them, injects her inner strength into Hongryeonbong Secret Sword, her private clothes sword.

Her sword body is separated and becomes the sword side, and she gives off the scent of plum blossoms to the fullest, aiming for the sword line that appears to the right of Namgung Su-ah and Eon Seo-jin. Seeing those eyes following her, Lu Dongbin couldn’t help but frown.
If his super sense is to read the flow by strengthening the cognitive sense, then those eyes that Na Ye-rin has are Hwa-an-Geum-Jeong, which sees the flow of all things.

The disciple is the master.

The fact that both of them, who are both husband and wife, have Hwa-an-Geum-Jeong, reminds them once again that the world is not fair.

How long have you been trapped in the cracks of that world in order to gain a super sense similar to mine? If you didn’t get a super sense in the middle, you wouldn’t even recognize that time had passed, and you wouldn’t even attempt a great job, and you would have gone crazy early.
But how can I not be upset because I easily obtained that as a treasure of the immortals that Son Oh-gong used to play in the bathhouse in the Devil’s Palace?

First of all, it was the moment when he pushed back the sword pieces rushing in from all directions by spraying brain energy in all directions with the Cheondun sword method to deal with Unseojin, who had poor defense.

Suddenly.

“Hmm?”
“Clean your teeth!”

Unseojin pushed his body out between the blades that had been pushed out by the brain machine. If he hadn’t pushed the sword with his brain just a moment ago, he would have been caught up in that plum blossom sword technique and had his entire body cut to pieces.
But that wasn’t the only surprise.

Quarreureung!

Another blow from Changchun arrives. That too, passing by the side of Eon Seo-jin, who was running.

“What is this…?”

The connection between the women who believed in each other in real time and took unexpected actions without friction was a crucible of madness even for Lu Dong-bin. It’s literally a case of believing in each other’s soul and throwing your body.
Leaving aside what to believe and saying, if you make a mistake in the middle, it’s about a strong enemy that will take each other’s lives as it is.

It was the first time that even he, who repeatedly fought against monsters in ancient times, entrusted his life like straw to fight.

The embarrassment delays the battle accident for a moment, and the delayed time becomes a gap, and the three women who use the enemy’s gap as an opportunity each unfold their feast.

Changchun arrives
蒼天到來

Poison Sacred Art
-Solitary dream environment毒蝶夢幻鏡

Tathagata Goddess

Looking at each of the solar terms flying towards her, Lu Dongbin couldn’t help but say this.

“No, why is the Swordsman of the Volcanic Sect holding the Shaolin Temple Feast…?”

It was a very natural question.