Pudak.
As the birds flew up into the sky with a roar that shook the earth's axis, Namgung Hui's gaze naturally turned towards it.
"Did an earthquake occur? How coincidental, just as we arrived."
"Brother. This is not an earthquake."
"Huh? It's not an earthquake? The whole of Qinghai Province is shaking like this."
To Namgung Hui's sensitive Ki sense.
This was quite different from that of an earthquake that rumbled from beneath the ground.
A feeling like a vibration artificially caused by soone.
And it felt as if it had rumbled from the towering mountain in the far distance.
'Is that mountain the Yarlung Zangbo Mountain?'
In Qinghai Province, there was no other mountain that towered as high as the Kunlun Mountains besides the Yarlung Zangbo Mountain.
The direction also seed to be about right.
However, what was a little strange was the distance to the Yarlung Zangbo Mountain.
If the Kunlun Mountains were located at the western end of Qinghai Province, the Yarlung Zangbo Mountain was located in the very center of Qinghai Province.
The location where Namgung Hui was now was the entrance to Qinghai Province.
Considering the vast area of Qinghai Province, it was unknown what kind of incident had to be caused to have an effect up to this distance.
It seed impossible with human strength.
This was a realm that was absolutely impossible even if the Heavenly Demon were to co back to life.
"Well, as you said, brother, an earthquake might have occurred. Since there are many rocks on the Yarlung Zangbo Mountain, it could be the aftermath of them falling."
Sotis, large rocks would fall from rocky mountains due to erosion and crustal movents.
This was also the case with Mount Huang, and although there was the aftermath of Namgung Hui's diligent training, it also often occurred naturally.
Heavy rain would pour down, causing erosion, or the ground would slowly rise, transforming the mountain's terrain.
Well, people didn't believe Namgung Hui's words, but Namgung Hui, who had lived on Mount Huang for nearly 40 years, clearly rembered that change with his own two eyes.
It wasn't for nothing that there was a saying that even mountains and rivers change in 10 years.
Anyway, the Yarlung Zangbo Mountain was far away.
If he was really curious, he could just stop by on his way.
More important than that was to arrive safely at the Kunlun Mountains.
"Yarlung Zangbo Mountain, the na is so complicated. From now on, just call it Zangbo Mountain. By the way, when are we going to run this long distance? No matter how much of a master of lightness skill you are, unless you have the art of shrinking the earth, I don't know how many days it will take to get to the Kunlun Mountains."
Qinghai Province, the widest of the wide.
And since they were crossing it from end to end, as Jang Hwang said, it would be a very long journey.
That was why the Fist King had readily given him the Heavenly King Pill, and if he were to not just traverse the distance but also carry out a mission, no one could predict how long it would take.
"Brother. Actually, this younger brother has not yet perford his lightness skill with all his might."
Of course, since Namgung Hui had to hide his true ultimate technique, hadn't he operated the One Yang Divine Art instead of the Purple Thunder Divine Art?
Although the One Yang Divine Art also had explosive power and was a great martial art, it was sowhat inferior compared to the Purple Thunder Divine Art.
The Purple Thunder Divine Art was the number one ultimate technique that Namgung Hui had learned.
In his honest opinion, he thought it was not inferior to the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.
Because the difficulty of entry and the requirent of special aptitude were also the sa for the Purple Thunder Divine Art.
Moreover, in terms of constitution, those who could handle Thunder Ki Ki were extrely rare.
That would be more difficult than the entry condition for the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.
Was it called the trial of the Heavenly Demon Peak? It was said that the Heavenly Demon Divine Art also thoroughly selected through a trial.
Perhaps the recent selection process held at the Blood Cult was also in this context.
Anyway. Namgung Hui had rarely shown such a Purple Thunder Divine Art to Jang Hwang.
Now that it was Qinghai Province, where there were no watchful eyes, it was fine to boldly perform the Purple Thunder Divine Art.
Namgung Hui thought it was better to show once than to say a hundred tis, and he began to awaken the Purple Thunder Ki and wrap it around his whole body.
His body began to be dyed purple, and Purple Thunder flashed in all directions.
-Jijijik! Jijijik!
Soon, the flashing purple light was neatly gathered and disappeared into his body as if to hide its light completely.
Electrode Opening. Super Extre.
A sense of exhilaration that wrapped around his whole body.
The nervous system and muscles, imbued with Purple Thunder, were crazily heightened, and even ti flowed slowly.
To Jang Hwang, who was watching from the side, this series of work seed as if only a light had flashed for a fleeting mont.
"What did you just do? It seed like you were emitting light. By any chance, were you imitating a firefly?"
"I've done so preliminary work. Now I'm really going to fly fast, so please hold on tight to your senses."
"It doesn't matter if my senses go out, but my body is more important. This ti, I'll have to wrap myself up even more tightly."
Jang Hwang took out a rope and wrapped it around Namgung Hui's body.
Now, his skill in tying was not ordinary.
It was a thorough motion, as if a constable were arresting a heinous criminal.
"I'm ready. Let's go."
"Yes. Then hold on tight."
-Hwik.
In an instant, the surrounding scenery changed.
Clearly, until a mont ago, they were on a hill overlooking a plain.
But the scenery now was already in the middle of a forest.
No, the mont he perceived that, the scenery changed again, and this ti, they appeared on a towering rocky mountain.
"Heok!"
Jang Hwang, who barely held on to his dizzy mind.
He didn't know what was going on, as if he had lost consciousness for a mont.
"Did I doze off for a mont? How much ti has passed? Brother."
"Not even a short play has passed."
"? What does that an? It seems we've already passed the entrance. Isn't the place we are now that small wild mountain we saw earlier?"
"That's also right. And it's also right that not even a short play has passed. That's how fast I moved. It seems you lost consciousness for a mont, brother."
Rather than the expression 'his soul left his body,' it was a phenonon that occurred because Jang Hwang's body could not withstand Namgung Hui's extre speed.
Namgung Hui, reminded of the need to adjust his speed sowhat, stealthily checked if there was anything wrong with Jang Hwang's body.
'Hmm... There's no disturbance in his Ki, and there's nothing particularly wrong. Still, I'll have to be careful.'
Certainly, Jang Hwang, a sorcerer, was far from a martial artist with a strong body.
By now, since they were quite a distance from the Iron Blood Fortress, there would be no one watching or peeking at Namgung Hui.
"Brother. Would you mind getting down for a mont?"
"Why? Are you planning to abandon ? I went through so much trouble to tie the rope so tightly. That's too much. Brother."
"That's not it. I'm planning to do so maintenance here for a while."
"Maintenance? Ah. As expected, it wasn't that a short play had passed, but that half a day had passed. For so reason, I was hungry, so I thought quite a bit of ti had passed. Hahaha!"
Namgung Hui grinned at Jang Hwang's joke and opened his travel pouch.
In it were the white snake's skin and a few spirit dicines he had brought from the Imperial Palace.
Besides that, there were also items necessary for the journey.
What stood out the most here was not the Heavenly King Pill or the spirit dicines, but a folding mirror.
Although the outside looked newly made, when you opened the inside and looked, a very classic mirror appeared.
This was the first thing Beak Seolhwa had given him as a gift, and when he looked at it, for so reason, a corner of his heart felt full.
Even though there was a lot of space left in this widened travel pouch.
"Brother. What are you staring at so intently?"
"It's nothing. Here, take this."
Namgung Hui took out a wooden box from his travel pouch and handed it to Jang Hwang.
An item that anyone could see was a spirit dicine.
Jang Hwang stared at Namgung Hui, who had suddenly handed him a spirit dicine, and asked.
"I know this is a spirit dicine, but why are you suddenly giving it to ? By any chance, do you think I'm weak and are telling to eat this and get lost?"
"Half is right, and half is wrong. I'm giving it to you because you look weak, and I'm giving it to you in the sense that you shouldn't fall behind from now on. Now that we're here, there will be no one to launch a surprise attack even if you take a spirit dicine."
Namgung Hui rembered.
The watchful eyes that had secretly followed after leaving the Iron Blood Fortress.
Although he hadn't been able to clearly identify whether they were the Fist King's forces or a third force, they were fellows who had persistently followed up to the entrance of Qinghai Province.
He had thought about dealing with them right there, but as his realm rose, a sense of repulsion towards killing arose.
Perhaps it was a change that had occurred after reading the first Cult Leader's diary.
The distinction between good and evil.
That standard was different for everyone, and it was ambiguous to judge only by human standards.
Of course, it wasn't as if Namgung Hui thought of himself as a good person.
He hadn't accumulated immortal training like his master.
He had just learned martial arts to make a living, at least not to starve to death.
That was why, in Namgung Hui's head, the concepts of good and evil were neither clear nor distinct.
However, the distinction between ally and enemy was thorough.
Although he had shaken off their pursuit, if they were to persistently track him in the future, Namgung Hui would consider the pursuers as enemies.
"Hmm. Alright. I'll eat this spirit dicine. How do I eat this... Eup!"
As soon as Jang Hwang opened the wooden box, Namgung Hui flicked it with his finger and sent it down his throat.
As a hot heat suddenly surged, Jang Hwang sat down on the ground.
Since he was not soone who was completely ignorant of martial arts, he quickly sat cross-legged and began to circulate the internal energy heart art of the Maoshan Sect.
Namgung Hui approached his back and placed his palm on it.
'At least, it's a high-grade spirit dicine. There's no way a diocre one would be stored in the Imperial Palace's secret repository.'
Although he didn't know the exact na of the spirit dicine.
From what Namgung Hui felt, it was close to a body-nourishing spirit dicine.
The officials of the Imperial Palace often had short lives due to their narrow eating habits.
Hadn't the Divine Physician Sect's decoction for clearing ridians also been created to protect the blood vessels of such officials?
In the Imperial Palace's secret repository, there were a majority of body-nourishing spirit dicines that strengthened the body like this, rather than increasing internal energy.
Eudeudeuk. Eudeudeuk.
The sound of bones twisting ca from Jang Hwang's body.
A black liquid was also forming on his skin, a sign that old waste products were being discharged.
'The effect of the dicine is better than I thought. With this much effect, it could be classified not as high-grade, but as top-grade. It wasn't the Imperial Palace's secret repository for nothing.'
Although it was a bigger expense than he had thought, Namgung Hui did not regret it.
Jang Hwang was a person worthy of such an investnt.
The sorcery he perford was the sorcery of the Maoshan Sect, whose lineage had almost been cut off, and there must be many sorceries that Namgung Hui still did not know.
And the fact that he was the Black Tortoise Troupe Leader's uncle would work to his advantage in future situations.
Namgung Hui wrapped the Purple Thunder Ki around Jang Hwang's skin and burned all the waste products.
The talent of burning only the waste products without damaging the skin was proof that Namgung Hui's control of Ki had now reached the realm of divine skill.
Although it was a pity that Jang Hwang couldn't see it, he was already sufficiently surprised by Namgung Hui.
"Y-Younger brother. How expensive was the spirit dicine I ate? Surely you're not going to tell to repay this debt for the rest of my life, right?"
"Do you perhaps know how to perform mind-reading too?"
"No. I don't know that."
"I was planning to tell you to repay it for the rest of your life, but since you guessed it, brother, I'll reduce it to half a lifeti."
"Hey. Is it right to tease your older brother like that? By the way, my body has really beco younger and my back has straightened. It must be a great spirit dicine. From now on, I won't fall off your back. Hahaha! Thank you. Thank you."
There would be no one in the world who would refuse if given a spirit dicine.
That was the sa for ordinary people who didn't know martial arts.
Jang Hwang, who had devoted himself to sorcery, had a sowhat lacking martial arts despite his position as a sect leader, so hadn't he had a sowhat regretful corner in his heart?
Namgung Hui had properly scratched that itchy spot.
Of course, it wasn't that his martial arts skills had improved by leaps and bounds, but the fact that his body had beco stronger like this also affected his sorcery.
Just as a healthy mind resides in a healthy body.
Namgung Hui took out another wooden box this ti and said to Jang Hwang.
"Brother."
"Huh? Are you going to give that too? If I eat it again this ti, I might even undergo a complete transformation. Hahat!"
"That's not it. Now it's my turn to eat. Please stand guard for a mont."
"Oh. Co to think of it, that's the Heavenly King Pill you received from the Fist King. Is that really a great spirit dicine? Seeing as he gave it up so readily, I feel like it's not as good as what I ate."
Jang Hwang's words might not be particularly wrong.
However, even if Namgung Hui were to eat the spirit dicine that Jang Hwang had eaten, the effect would be almost nil.
Since Namgung Hui had already gone through a process similar to a complete transformation, there were no waste products to be discharged from his ridians.
Moreover, there was no way Namgung Hui, who was close to a Heavenly Martial Body, would experience a bone transformation.
But the Heavenly King Pill was different.
The secret of the Hwangbo family.
The fact that they could survive with their bare bodies without using sabers like the Hebei Peng family was largely due to this Heavenly King Pill.
Since Namgung Hui had felt that firsthand in his past life, he had specifically requested the Heavenly King Pill from the Fist King.
In fact, in the Central Plains, the majority of martial artists considered internal Ki arts to be the best.
It wasn't for nothing that there was a trend of valuing internal energy over external arts.
Except for the Shaolin Temple, the fact that sects that focused on external arts were extrely rare was proof of that.
However, one should not ignore external arts.
As ntioned before, just as a healthy mind resides in a healthy body.
The vessel that supports the body must be strong to be able to fully contain internal energy.
'Moreover, if it's a martial art that overworks the ridians like the Two Principles Heart Art, the importance of external arts becos even greater.'
On top of that, wasn't Namgung Hui's ultimate technique, the Electrode Opening, also a martial art that put a considerable overload on the body?
Even just thinking about the strong enemies he would face in the future, there was a need to reinforce his power.
"I also don't know how great the effect of the Heavenly King Pill is, but since it's a secret that even the Hwangbo family absolutely forbids from being leaked, it won't be without effect. Even if it's not as good as the spirit dicine you ate, brother, I won't resent it, so don't worry."
"Hoho. It seems you've learned mind-reading, not . Yes. I'll stand guard, so go ahead and eat."
Namgung Hui nodded his head and pushed the Heavenly King Pill down his throat in one go.
And in an instant, his vision was dyed pitch black.
(End of Chapter)
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