Episode 302. The spirit of the mountain, Mangliang,
The nine spies found a suitable spot and sat or lay down to rest.
The word is three shijin (six hours), but it is impossible to know the flow of ti in eight mun palsang jin.
because the sky is not visible
Gu Cheonno, who was tossing and turning, glanced at Yeonjeokha lying next to him.
“Confucius.”
“why.”
“Are you not sleeping?”
“I guess it’s not the ti I was sleeping. I can’t sleep.”
“Isn’t true law less scary than I thought? I thought it would be like the fire falling, the waves rolling in, and the ground cracking. There is also a place to rest like this.”
“is it?”
When Yeon Jeok-ha was tempted, Namgung-yeon, the 10-year-old queen, intervened.
“I like to rest when I can. Do you rember what Kunlun Samseon said earlier that the eight trigrams overlap?”
“yes.”
“That ans that there is a lot of change. We don’t know when or how this road we are resting on will change. I told you to rest because there was nothing I could do during three o’clock, not because it was absolutely safe here.”
“Have you heard of Old Sim? Rest while you can.”
Did the words of heartache beco seeds?
Suddenly, the ground started to shake.
The people who had been lying down for a long ti rose from their seats one by one.
Namgoongyeon looked around and said.
“It looks like there is going to be a change. Kunlun Samseon, please tell if you see anything new.”
At her words, Kunlun Samseon imdiately opened his eyes.
Eventually, the sage Taemu pointed to the east.
“Four natural flowers are burning there.”
“Please tell the distance and shape.”
“The distance is 50 feet (about 150 ters) in front, and it looks like an upside-down bowl of rice.”
“It’s Hojin.”
“Naturalization is leaning slightly to the right.”
“I will move now. Kunlun Samseon, please let know if another naturalization appears.”
Namgungyeon, who finished speaking, ran to the left without delay.
The spying masters bit their tails and followed her.
Qurrrr-.
The place they left was sunk down.
Then, one after another, ten squares (about 30 ters) collapsed.
Did it run for about 15 minutes?
This ti, Seonin Tae-eul shouted.
“Two natural flowers are lying in a straight line in front of thirty sheets (about 90 ters) in front!”
He told Nam Gung-yeon not only the number of naturalizations, but also the distance and appearance.
“all right! Kunlun three lines, please check the left and right! What do you see?”
“I see three natural flowers stretched out in a straight line on the left!”
“There are three naturalized flowers on the right side as well!”
Seonin Taemu and Seonin Taeryeong shouted at the sa ti.
“The fire will co soon! Prepare your heart!”
It is ti for them to advance another dozen chapters (about 30 ters).
Black smoke rushed in from the left and right along with a sudden strong wind.
ke reminded of a forest fire in Walnut Mountain.
People who saw the ground sink down ran relying on the back of the person in front of them.
Everywhere was filled with smoke, but no one hesitated.
Whiriririk- Whiik- Perong!
Burning logs flew around and collided with each other, sparking.
Mu-deok Jang, a free apprentice, stuck his tongue out inwardly.
‘Huh! There is no such thing as superheated hell!’
I survived thanks to resting for a while and recovering my strength.
It is impossible to know where such a fireball is suddenly coming from.
It was embarrassing to run while only looking at Namgung-yeon, but at the sa ti, I was surprised.
‘It’s really like 10 years old!’
It wasn’t out of the fire yet, but sohow I felt like I could live.
If it wasn’t for her, I would have been burned to death while wandering around.
A heartache covered in black ashes asked.
“Sozer! How much further do we have to go?”
“I’m here! Right or left, which one do you like?”
Namgungyeon’s sudden question made her heart ache.
“No, no, no, no…”
He was confused, thinking that a single word could make the difference between life and death.
Through the smoke, two roads appeared at first glance.
“I’ll go left!”
At the sa ti as Namgung-yeon spoke, she flung herself into the left path.
The eight masters, who had been running only looking at the back of the person in front, also jumped to the left.
Suddenly, a huge adow appeared in front of them.
The hot wind and the pungent smoke that stung the skin disappeared like a lie.
The spying masters all blinked at the sudden change of scenery.
A cool breeze blew from the edge of the adow.
The wind blew the tall grasses against each other, making pleasant sounds.
Sssss-.
Zhang Moo-deok was surprised by the strange phenonon and asked involuntarily.
“Sojeo Namgung, is this really the supernatural power of the Eight Gates and Palsangjin?”
“that’s right.”
“It’s amazing that Jinbeop captures all of nature.”
“The harmony of heaven and earth dwells in the human body, so there is no reason why it shouldn’t be true.”
“I see!”
Jang Moo-duk nodded.
The world I knew so far collapsed and a bigger world ca into my eyes.
that’s when
Sasasasak-.
A sharp rustle of grass could be heard in the distance.
Namgungyeon said as if he had been waiting.
“Careful! This is the end and center of Hojin. A powerful monster might appear.”
“A monster?”
Namgungyeon answered Yeon Jeokha’s question.
“Since there was a faceplate in the canyon earlier, there must be sothing guarding the gate here as well.”
“Has there ever been a door in the canyon?”
Taeeul Seonin glanced at Namgungyeon.
Kunlun Samseon also knew about Kimunjin to so extent.
That’s why the words ‘Hojin’ and ‘Moon’ reminded of a canyon.
“It is a photograph. It would have been difficult to get out if I had entered the gorge with a face brace attached to my back. It is difficult to observe the sky. That’s why I backed out.”
Taeryeong asked as if he was curious.
“If so, what would be in this place?”
“Since there was a face holder in front of the picture, there was a monster in front of Hojin as well…”
She hadn’t even finished her words.
The grass in front of Hyuk Moo-chun parted and sothing rose up.
Chow-.
At first glance, it looked like a giant praying mantis.
A mantis with a length of about 3 ters (approximately 3 ters) swung at Hyukmu-chun with its sickle-like front claws.
shhh- shhh-.
Hyuk Moo-chun, dismayed, kicked off his front foot at the sa ti as he kicked it.
Zeng-.
It seems that the incident happened unconsciously, so it was not possible to put effort into it.
Even though he was hit by Hyuk Moo-chun’s sword, his front leg was not cut off.
Rather, the other foot cut Hyuk Moo-chun’s throat.
At the mont of identity crisis, Gwi Youngja-kun pulled Hyuk Moo-chun’s back.
Squeak-.
Instead of the neck, the shoulder was cut long.
Hyukmu-chun’s face turned red with absurdity and sha.
“Such a ceveral thing!”
Hyuk Moo-chun’s new model was shot forward with thick swear words.
His na feast, the thirteenth anniversary of the Ghost Dobeop, took a picture of the praying mantis.
Kwak-kwa-kwa-.
The pottery that stretched out like a ray of light cut off the mantis’ front leg. In the ensuing attack, his neck, the size of a man’s waist, was severed.
Even after the decapitation, the praying mantis continued to take pictures of the surroundings with its two hind legs.
puck. puck. puck.
The adow was overturned by the blade-like claws, revealing his inner flesh.
The praying mantis, who had lost his head, fell down only after half an hour (about 7 minutes) had passed.
Hyukmu-chun shook his head as if he was fed up.
“Wow! The string is as tough as an iron tendon. am i a chicken? Why do you go around even with your head cut off?”
Youngja-kun, who approached Hyuk Moo-chun, frowned.
“The wound is deep.”
“yes? It seems to have brushed, but is it deep?”
“It’s about to reveal the bones. Its forepaws must be as sharp as blades. If you don’t want to lose your arm, at least apply the gold spear.”
“Ah yes.”
Hyukmu-chun took out the golden spear from his bosom and applied it to his shoulder.
The pain felt like scraping a bone.
It was before Hyuk Moo-chun had even wrapped up his wounds.
Sasasasak-.
Sasasasak-.
The rustling of grass could be heard from all directions.
Now that they knew the aning of the sound, the faces of the spy masters darkened.
“Confucius, isn’t that the sound of those praying mantises crawling?”
“I think so.”
“Is the mantis head that good?”
“Ask what I know?”
“Oh right. I’m sorry for asking sothing pointless.”
“Are you in a bad mood?”
The two of them did not take their eyes off the adow while arguing non-stop.
Even though the wind had stopped, the grass in the adow swayed as if it had been swept away by the wind.
Chow-.
Chow-.
Soon after, warts sprouted from all sides.
Yeonjeokha, Namgungyeon, and Jang Moo-deok stood in the shape of a pumja and sprayed sword energy at the praying mantises.
The mantises’ forepaws and necks were cleanly cut off.
But there was no scream.
It was just the strange flapping of their wings as the praying mantis leaped up.
The rustling of blades of grass and the violent flapping of wings echoed incessantly.
Sasasasak-.
Chow-.
Between the pumja, Hyuk Moo-chun, a ghost of Simtong Gonryun Samseon, took his place.
The warts that the previous three missed or let go were dealt with from behind.
The skin was so thick and the front feet were sharp that even a little bit of carelessness was not allowed.
I can’t put into words the ntal fatigue because I’m so nervous.
As ti passed, a heartache and a ‘groan’ sound ca out of Kunlun Samseon’s mouth.
However, Gwiyeongjagun and Hyukmuchun gritted their teeth and held back their moaning.
They couldn’t even let out a sound of pain for fear of being kicked out of the group.
Maybe it’s been about a al (about 30 minutes)?
The warts that had been coming in like a wave beca less frequent.
Wiping the sweat from his heartache with the back of his hand, he said a word.
“Wow! naughty pups. Now I can’t use the word ‘Dangrang Geocheol’ (煙鄭拒敬)? isn’t it? Confucius?”
“I know. That’s enough to cut the cart. But is that a praying mantis? What kind of praying mantis is so terrifying? Do you know what that is?”
Namgungyeon answered Yeon Jeokha’s question.
“It seems that Imaemangryang (all kinds of goblins) were created with the divine power of Yukjeong Yukgap.”
“Is this Mae Mang-ryang?”
“Commonly, the mountain god or the water god is called ‘I’, and the old thing’s emotion dwells and changes are called ‘Mae’. In Confucius’s language, the peak of the mountain is called ‘forever’, and the peak of the land is called ‘fellowship’. The face support or praying mantis that we saw must be a ‘Deep Ryang’ born as a ‘mountain’s abyss’. If I had to give it a na, would it be ‘Mongryangdangrang’?”
“ah! Mangryang… Dangrang!”
At her explanation, Seon Tae-eul nodded.
“This is a fitting statent. Despite their frequency, the praying mantis is not an ordinary creature.”
“I think it must be Lee Mae Mang-ryang.”
“I think so too.”
Seon Taemu and Seon Tae-ryeong also said a word each.
There is no mantis like that in the world, so what is it if it is not Lee Mae Mang-ryang?
Jang Moo-duk sneaked in.
“Whether it’s Lee Mae Mang-ryang or whatever, if it stays like this, I’ll be in big trouble. Namgung Sojeo Do you have a secret plan to overco this predicant?”
“As Zhang Daheop said, it is dangerous to continue fighting mantises in this grassland. But that doesn’t an I can’t go to Homun. There must be sothing worse than a praying mantis waiting for you at the Homun.”
“If so, are we going to fight those evil spirits until the sun goes down? It must be impossible.”
Zhang Wu-deok looked up at the cloud-covered sky.
It took at least two more hours (four hours) before it beca night.
I don’t know if others will be able to hold on until then when I’m struggling like this.
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