Chapter 101 You Shall Succeed

A haze of static for a moment.
It feels like you can’t even hear your own breathing.
The crowd gathered at the venue stared at the mudslide in bewilderment, as did you and me.
They all roll their eyes at the absurdity of it all.
Gongcheng stone oil is an almost legendary elixir, or more precisely, an ooze that forms on stalactites in a cave in the Shenshan Valley, which is imbued with a mysterious aura of heaven and earth.
It is said that over the course of decades, the tiny beads aggregate into a single drop, and its color is as cloudy as table wine, and unlike other liquids, it does not fall to the bottom until someone touches it.
Also.
For a martial artist who has mastered I Ching, regardless of his innate abilities or qualities, a single drop of this substance can provide him with up to fifty years’ worth of new inner strength.
It is in the top tier of natural elixirs in the world.
Like the triple king and the millennial ginseng that gave birth to the current shinpung, it can be said to be a gift from the gods.
However, in the entire 1,000-year history of the Murim, only about two dozen people have ever tasted gongcheng petroleum.
The reason is simple.
It was a huge challenge to find a place that, all else aside, had a mystical aura of the heavens and earth.
It was literally as difficult as discovering the stroke of genius.
As such, it was a scarce elixir, so once you had it, you could call it whatever you wanted.
In the meantime, …… is rare in human history, and you’ll use it to bathe in.
Chul Ryu-hyeon’s face was as expressionless as ever when he spoke the words of politeness.
“Surprising.”
At Chulryuhyeon’s deep muttering, Gyeomukguk opened his mouth to speak, his eyes widening.
“You know, sir, it would take a lot of water to wash everyone here…….”
They look at me like I don’t understand.
I had no doubt that it existed in the midst of this place.
I mention this because the iron stains on the plate indicate that the various sacks I brought back from the cave also contained titanium dioxide.
But the amount seemed ridiculously insufficient.
Oh, right, how many people are there…….
You’d have to bring a big jar of tung oil to wash a hundred people.
I can’t even begin to calculate how much I’m going to have to spend.
Even if they did bring it back, and even if there was a lot of it, given the size of the bag, it would probably only be the equivalent of a few small jugs.
That’s what was so puzzling about the collaborative theater.
Others were not far behind.
The answer is.
“What a huge amount.”
“Yes?”
“Don’t question it. It’s how you spend every drop that counts.”
It was only then that the co-op realized what I meant and nodded slightly.
“Aha…… that’s what you meant.”
Chul Ryu Hyeon says he will soon fill it with real water and then try to do something with the small amount of tar sands kept in the doorway.
At that moment, Ip Hwan next to him noticed and said.
“You must have set something aside so that it would work for you.”
Gu Yangtian opened his mouth in surprise as Lin Ruoxin shook his head.
“But Master Moon, even if that’s true, isn’t it too much of a waste to spend it all on a group bath instead of drinking it? I don’t know what effect it’s having, but why don’t we just take it in individual doses, according to the amount…….”
“That’s annoying. I’ll just have to get another one anyway.”
“Yes?”
Gu Yangtian is stunned, followed by Gu Yangzi and Gu Yangyin, whose eyes widen.
“My goodness…… that, is that really it?”
“Isn’t it true that we can bring back cleaner oil……?”
“Uh.”
Chul Ryu-hyeon’s short answer stunned the entire staff, including Ip Hwan, Kyo Moo-gak, and Gu Yang-chun.
What……!
Does this mean that if I want to get virgin oil, I can just get it?
Huh, that easy?
Could it have something to do with the secret location of the ancient kites I mentioned?
So you didn’t take all the elixirs in there, but you still have some?
Either that, or a new secret location with martial arts mastery, elixirs, and treasures……?
But then Ironclaw says something even more alarming.
“I’ve got enough of it stored upstairs for everyone in the room to share a drink, but if you need it later, I’ll go get it.”
At the same time, Mundo felt a tingling sensation in his head.
Uh-oh!
Me…… crazy!
What’s left if we all share a drink?
Whether he did or not, Chulleuhyun left an impassive voice behind him as he made his way across the swirling haze.
“Okay, everyone, clean up and get ready for your baths.”
“Old, old master!”
* * *
Bad behavior.
Coming into the office, Chulryuhyeon took off his tattered uniform and tossed it to one side.
“I’m going to need a spare.
One of the finest fabrics is called tianjiaxia, which is at least ten times tougher than other cocoon threads and requires a certain level of skill to handle.
Therefore, many of the craftsmen who specialize in tianjiajia are from the martial arts community, where I learned qigong.
So when it was processed into clothing, it was too expensive for the average person to afford.
Hana Chuliuhon was just about to place a large order for a cheonjam yarn-weaved uniform.
Not just yours, but other people’s.
You already have money left over.
If there was a shortage of supplies here, the Hong Mausoleum’s resourcefulness would be utilized to burn it to the ground.
He’d changed into his casual clothes by now and opened the door to the storage locker next to his desk.
Click.
You’ll see a small fertilizer bottle placed inside.
It was sour petroleum.
He planned to use it to pull off another stunt.
Even if they don’t take the gongqing oil, they try to strengthen the whole body of the mundo in other special ways that they know of.
The so-called First Amendment.
The grueling process of the Bizarre Physical Training Technique, coupled with the feeding of various elixirs, had been used to raise his Inner Gong by twenty years, all in preparation for the task at hand.
In other words, it’s a carefully calculated foundation.
The program aims to turn young people who still have a lot to learn into world-class kendo masters…….
The amendment we’re about to try today was a big step toward the rebirth of a full-fledged band.
I was convinced.
You will succeed.
Because.
There’s already one person in the past who has succeeded in changing the Constitution by bathing in turbid petroleum.
East.
A rare powerhouse who was able to communicate spiritually with a shinigami over four hundred years ago.
And.
A superhuman of great power who earned the title of Wireless for his seemingly immortal state.
The essence of his success, the knowledge and experience of a very special revisionist law that he was able to accomplish, is now embedded in my brain.
so it would be weird if it failed.
Dong Bang-ya had already successfully reenacted the lacquerware mastery that he had mastered in the past, using Ip Hwan’s body.
That’s not all.
There was no possibility of failure, as the best of the best from other eras besides Dongbangya were taken and incorporated into this revised Great Law.
Picking up the fenugreek bottle, a vague smile tugged at the corners of Chul’s mouth.
“If they have a long way to go, I’ll teach them how to build, and that’s what I’ve come up with.
* * *
As soon as Seo Moon-wool parted ways with Yin Sang-ah after a passionate love affair, he was caught in the forest where Jilpung-jo, who favored Nuhum, was hiding in secret.
So they rode straight out of Wuyang, passing two villages without stopping to rest.
As the sun moves into the western mountains.
It wasn’t until they reached a fairly large village that Seo Moon Wol, Nu Hm, and the others stopped their horses and found a place to stay for the night.
Eventually, they found a cabin that was quieter than the others and tied up their horses in front of it.
Seo Moonwol ordered in a low voice before he stepped inside.
“I know you have a lot of questions about the hut, but you need to get some rest. I’ll talk to you later.”
The group nodded in agreement and each took a room on this floor to lie down and relieve their tension and fatigue.
Chirp.
Seo Moon-wol sat alone at a table on the first floor of the guest house, pouring himself a glass of the fine wine he had ordered.
There were only four people inside at the moment, so it was pretty quiet.
“Good.
Seo liked that it was just the right amount of quiet.
I had a lot going on in my head during the day, and it felt like it was finally settling down.
‘Yeom Sang-ah…….’
-Preface The day Confucius realizes the full extent of his power, he who sits at the top will eventually have to give way and disappear.
-After today, I’m completely on your side.
“Hoot, that’s fun.
I didn’t expect him to say that.
Maybe three or four glasses.
Inyoung descended the stairs and soon stood near the table, his voice heavy as he spoke.
“Sorry.”
In-young, who bowed his head in apology, was actually Jilpungjo Samjojang Nurhum.
Seomunwol refilled his empty glass again.
“Why?”
Noum asked back, puzzled.
“Yes……?”
“I mean, what are you sorry for?”
“Oh, that, that…… to the old man in the mask…….”
When Nuhm trailed off with a look of despair, Seo Moonwol waved his left hand dismissively.
“Never mind.”
“As a servant of Master Haona……, it is natural for me to feel sorry for you. If I had detected the signs in the first place…….”
“Do you think it was a mistake of vigilance?”
“…….”
“You know damn well you deserved it.”
Seo’s words suggest that Nouhum himself is not unaware of the skill gap.
He was right.
Nuhm had already realized that his opponent was too good for him when they split their hands earlier.
At that moment, Seo Moonwol took a long gulp of his drink and jerked his chin.
“Take a seat. I have something to tell you.”
“Yes, sir.”
Seo Moonwol poured himself a drink as Nuhm quickly sat down in the chair across from him.
“Actually…… Yeom Sang-ah appeared there.”
“……!”
Noum’s eyes widened at the unexpected revelation.
“It turns out I’ve come to deliver His command.”
“People?”
“Yes, sir. Abort this mission immediately.”
“Uh, so you’re saying…… won’t have any reprimand for what happened today?”
“Yes, because with the abrupt abortion of the mission, the existence or non-existence of the Elder Law is no longer relevant.”
“Have you also heard how such a name came to be given?”
“Whatever.”
Seo’s curiosity was piqued when Moonwol shook his head and gave a short answer.
“What is it?”
“Because there was someone else besides us who was looking for a way to do it, and it was that nasty thing.”
“Huh, I see, who is that……?”
“Pruning Sword Honor.”
A transparent ripple flashed in Nu Hm’s eyes as Seo Moon Yue revealed his true identity.
The Sectarian Swordsman was the star sign of the Sapa Swordsman, one of the six strongest masters representing the Hubei region, the so-called Hubei Six Polar Stars.
“As you know, the booklet of spirit sword techniques that Arthropod Swordzone is currently searching for has been torn to shreds, but…… Iron Ripple said in front of me, “It’s all in his head. That it was all in his head.”
“……!”
As Nuhm puzzled over his meaning, a cold, clear smile appeared on the corner of Seo Moonwol’s mouth.
“Huh, isn’t it interesting, how would he react if he found out about the courtesy, since he’s such a fierce fighter that not a single person here in Hunan has ever tasted defeat?”
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 102 (102 of 552)