Chronicles Of The Martial God's Return

Chapter 459

Episode 459:

There was someone cowering in a small cave.

I quenched my thirst with water drops falling from the ceiling of the cave and satisfied my hunger by swallowing crawling insects. However, the body did not get better, and this was because the positive energy that made up the body was damaged.

Although he was holding on to the scattered forces with extreme mental strength, he also did not know how long that would last.

‘Damn it...’

Cheon Moo-gwang frowned and performed a flying attack.

I tried to somehow gather my strength and hold on to the scattered power, but it was never easy. In the first place, the only ones who could do something like this would be Emperor Chun Wu or Dan Woo-hyeon.

With the thought of wanting to become stronger than anyone else, he left the Eight Immortals and turned to Emperor Tianwu’s side, but in the end, he was abandoned without being able to reach not only Dan Yuxian, but also Emperor Tianwu.

If you think about the people who were harmed by him, it is no exaggeration to say that it was a bad situation, but if someone saw him slowly using up his strength and trying to hold on to his life at all costs, it would be very sad.

‘You must live!’ Cheon Mukwang was struggling. It’s not like this. If I were to die after being humiliated like this, I didn’t think my anger would go away anytime soon.

If Emperor Chen Wu was in front of me right now, I had to swallow the anger that made me want to rip him apart and do my best to survive.

‘Mushindogyeong...

Then something suddenly occurred to me.

It was created by Emperor Cheonmu and spread throughout the central plains.

I tried to make it for a higher level, but I didn’t cook it myself and just sprinkled it in the middle of nowhere.

I knew the reason, but I couldn’t blindly trust Emperor Chun Wu who said such things.

‘There will be. Yu, who created the Martial God Sutra....’

I know that Emperor Tianwu was obsessed with the Heavenly Harmony Gong.

The reason is that it is the mind law of Martial God, which transcends the external world and cannot be interpreted by anyone even in the world of good spirits.

It was the same even if it was Emperor Tianmu.

Naturally, the reason why Martial Arts Doggyeong was created was to create a similar method of thinking.

The content was probably the martial arts of the Blood Demon and the half-hearted Heavenly Harmony Technique, but I thought that wasn’t the only story.

Cheon Moo-gwang hastily took out a booklet from his arms.

It is completely different from the martial arts scriptures discovered so far.

It is safe to say that it is the most complete one.

The moment I opened it, the contents immediately began to flow into my mind. Not only is it the Blood Demon Divine Technique that Emperor Tian Wu originally created and gave to the Blood Demon, but also the Heavenly Iljo Painting Technique whose interpretation by Emperor Tian Wu was the most perfect.

Those things shook my head in a complicated way.

It has to be interpreted.

What was Emperor Tianwu’s thinking when he created something like this, and whether he himself can master it and hold on to the disappearing power of goodness.

However, even if I read the contents of the book, which was not perfect and was discarded as a joke, it was somewhat difficult to interpret it.

Then eventually.

‘I can do it.’

Cheon Mukwang gritted his teeth and put together the things in his head. He is also a being so wonderful that he can be said to have reached the ultimate.

That moment when you urgently turn your head as you feel the goodness gradually disappearing.

“...!?”

Cheon Mukwang felt a sudden rush of energy and raised his eyes wide.

“Even if you look at something meaningless... it won’t be resolved.”

Jump and jump.

A cold voice came from somewhere. The sharp sound, as if filled with the cold snow of the north wind, pierced his body like a dagger and stimulated his entire body.

Cheon Mu-gwang’s gaze shifted with difficulty and looked in the direction from which the voice was heard.

There...

“Nam Joo-ryeon... How...”

“Can we say it’s a woman’s sense?” It is a callous tone with clear ridicule attached.

The way he looked at the other person, his tone of voice, his facial expression, everything seemed to be filled with contempt.

Dan So-mi moved her body and threw out her fist. The natural, flowing movements of his body were so perfect that it would be difficult to say that they were performed by a child.

Even those who were watching it could not hide their amazement, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that Dansomi’s talent was truly a gift from heaven.

“That’s incredible...”

Kwon Moo-jin swallowed dryly.

Dansomi was diligently following the woman’s instructions, and her skills were improving significantly with each passing day. I thought that if he grew like that, he would easily be able to catch up with Muho and Kwon Moojin without even meeting the terms.

“Can you say that... it’s just a talent?”

I saw many people with outstanding talent.

Just by looking at Zhuge Yan and Nangong Xiaohye, we also know that they are so great that it is no exaggeration to say that they are heaven-sent talents.

But Dansomi is not of that kind.

Once you see something, you will definitely imitate it, and what you imitate will be perfectly used before you know it.

It is no exaggeration to say that the sight of him absorbing the martial arts taught by the woman in an instant is truly heavenly.

“I’m afraid she’s someone’s daughter...”

Even Majang River shook her head.

Thanks to already drinking Gongcheong Oil, his internal strength was enormous, and even his absorption of martial strength was so incredible that it even occurred to him that he might be the next best person in the world.

“Are you done now?”

“Okay, I guess that’s enough.” But Miho wasn’t even surprised.

They were accepting this as if it was natural, and the reaction was as if it would be even funnier if they couldn’t even do this much.

“Then can I go out and play with Eunwol?”

“That’s enough for today, so it’ll be okay.”

“yes!”

Dansomi burst out laughing happily and ran away.

Although it was good to learn martial arts, the fun seemed to be more focused on running around and playing with kids of the same age.

Kwon Moo-jin, who was watching the situation, asked Miho.

“Are you okay? That growth rate...’?”

“Yes, it feels a little lacking, but there are no problems so far.”

“...There is something called a container that can contain people. Anything in excess can be harmful...?”

“That child’s bowl is not worth overflowing like this, so don’t worry.”

Kwon Moo-jin was speechless.

If you listen to the woman’s words, doesn’t it mean that Dansomi still has something that can be contained for a long time? The more I listened to it, the more surprised I became, but it also felt like my efforts were once again destroyed in the name of talent.

Kwon Moo-jin turned his back with an expression of disapproval.

It seemed like he was planning to run over and practice right away.

“Please do me a favor.”

“...okay.”

Majang River followed his side and nodded.

The only person in the Honam Danga who can fully understand Kwon Moo-jin’s feelings is probably Majang Kang.

“Whoa...”

Miho, who was left alone before she knew it, let out a small sigh. Although she did not show it on her face, she was also surprised by Dan So-mi’s growth, and it was no exaggeration to say that she was shocked.

‘But still... a little more...,’ But Miho knows better than anyone else that it’s still not enough. If Emperor Tianwu begins to move in earnest, he will not be able to survive unless he possesses the martial arts to protect himself.

Therefore, it had to be pushed even more harshly.

“We don’t have much time...”

Miho looked at the sky.

A bitterly cold chill was sweeping over me.

It was clear that it was a winter wind that was blowing, but what was contained within it was not just a knife-like coldness and a shiver-inducing chill.

Miho sighed and moved slowly.

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