Record of the Dragon Chapter 43

Woonhyun, who was leaving the Guardian Pavilion, his face contorted.

"Where do I go to catch this guy?"

It was none other than So Moogyeol.

Putting aside the fact that he knew Kaifeng like the back of his hand, the problem was that he had a lot of experience in the martial world.

Since he was born a beggar, he had road around as if the Central Plains were small since he was young. He was a guy who would go to the ends of the Central Plains if he had to.

"Do you know any places So Moogyeol frequents?"

"I don't know. How would I know that?"

At Tang Somun's question, Woonhyun shook his head.

Although they were close, it was only that they were closer than others, not to the extent that he could see through So Moogyeol's circumstances.

For that, Kunlun and Kaifeng were too far apart.

"Moyong Gi, that rotten bastard. Why does he make us clean up his own ss? How are we supposed to catch him?"

Woonhyun grumbled with a face full of contortion. Cheon Youngyoung's face contorted.

"Stop whining. That's not the problem now."

"Then what do you want to do? Are you confident you can catch him?"

"So you're not going to do it? Didn't you co out because you didn't want your training ti to increase?"

Moyong Gi had threatened to increase Woonhyun's training ti when he had rebelled.

The situation was already a war every day, to the point where he would be dazed from exhaustion after finishing that day's training.

All he did was collapse and sleep as soon as he got to his lodgings.

An increase in training ti beyond this was absolutely out of the question, even if he were to die.

"Damn it. I should just run away like Moogyeol."

"Are you confident you can hide like him? Instead of talking nonsense, think of a way to find him."

Cheon Youngyoung snapped.

However, she was also in a difficult position.

No matter how much she racked her brain, she couldn't think of a way to find So Moogyeol.

"Um..."

Zhuge Yeon carefully opened her mouth. Cheon Youngyoung reacted first.

"Why? Did you think of a good way?"

"No."

"Then?"

"In my opinion, I don't think we can catch him even if we die. Young Master So's feet are too wide..."

Woonhyun's face contorted.

"So what? Are you saying we should give up?"

"You just stay quiet. Do you think she would have brought it up to say that?"

Cheon Youngyoung glared. And then she looked at Zhuge Yeon again.

"Go on."

Zhuge Yeon nodded.

"How about asking the Beggars' Sect for help?"

It was a reasonable statent. If it was the Beggars' Sect, they would find So Moogyeol no matter what.

However, Cheon Youngyoung could not readily nod.

"If we do that, Sect Leader Hong will try to eat Moogyeol alive."

Although he wouldn't kill him, it was a given that he would be severely scolded.

Still, as a friend, that was a bit awkward.

However, Woonhyun had no hesitation. Woonhyun snapped his fingers.

"Oh. That's good. If the Beggars' Sect moves, Moogyeol won't be able to do anything either."

"Hey, then Moogyeol will be in a lot of trouble... let's try another way..."

"What other way? Do you have sothing in mind? If you do, tell ."

Cheon Youngyoung pondered for a mont and then shook her head.

"See. You don't have one. If it's not the Beggars' Sect, we can't catch him even if we die."

"Still..."

"What do you an, still? If we don't catch him, we'll die right now. Let's think about the next step after we catch him."

Tang Somun also nodded.

"Woonhyun is right. Let's catch him first and then think."

And then he looked back at Zhuge Yeon.

"Is there more?"

"One more thing. Daoist Master Woonhyun, please ask the head of the inn for an exit permit. Just in case, get one for Young Master So too."

Woonhyun readily nodded.

"Alright. I'll take care of that. By the way, how long are you guys going to use honorifics with each other?"

Zhuge Yeon had been like that from the beginning. But Tang Somun was not. He easily used informal speech with anyone.

But when he spoke to Zhuge Yeon, he used honorifics. From a third party's perspective, it was subtly uncomfortable.

As Zhuge Yeon had a troubled face, Tang Somun stepped forward instead.

"We're comfortable with this."

"Is it all that matters if you guys are comfortable? We're uncomfortable. Let's just be nice... ouch! Why did you pinch

again?"

Woonhyun looked at Cheon Youngyoung with dissatisfied eyes.

"That's not what's important now. Let's move first. Let's catch Moogyeol first. We only have half a month."

Moyong Gi had set a firm deadline of half a month. Woonhyun, who recalled that, let out a groan. And then, he finally nodded.

"Alright. I'll go see the four hundred first."

***

"Do I not have to go?"

Myung Jin looked at Moyong Gi. Moyong Gi shook his head.

"Forget it. That's enough with just them."

It was Myung Jin, who was slowly awakening to martial arts.

Although faint, he was beginning to see the martial arts level of So Moogyeol, Woonhyun, and the others.

If Zhuge Yeon was normal, it would be one thing, but he had brought it up thinking that the rest would not be able to beat So Moogyeol even if they all attacked.

"It'll be hard to catch Moogyeol."

"I said forget it. That's their business. By the way, let

ask you a favor."

"A favor?"

Moyong Gi nodded.

"It's nothing else... you just guard my training room."

"Your training room?"

"Yes."

A question appeared in Myung Jin's pupils.

Moyong Gi took out the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus that he had received from Myung Jin from his bosom.

"I think it's about ti I ate it."

He had been just looking for an opportunity, but thanks to So Moogyeol, he had ti.

If it wasn't now, he might have to wait a few more months, so he was thinking of finishing it quickly.

'Actually, the Golden Toad's Poison Pellet is better.'

In terms of effect alone, the Golden Toad's Poison Pellet he had received from Tang Hwagi could be said to be of a higher grade.

However, the conclusion was that the Golden Toad's Poison Pellet was still difficult to digest.

He had almost died just by licking it with his tongue. The toxicity was too strong.

'It's perfect for going to the other side.'

So he decided to use the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus, which had less energy, first.

The Golden Toad's Poison Pellet was next.

In fact, he couldn't even be sure of that.

Tang Hwagi had given him sothing better than he had thought.

As Moyong Gi grinned with a satisfied face, Myung Jin's reaction was strange.

Myung Jin's face hardened.

"Are you just going to eat that?"

Spiritual dicines are not just eaten. It was a spiritual dicine that had accumulated energy for a short period of several decades to a long period of several hundred years.

It was too strong for a human to handle, and if you ate it rashly, it was perfect for becoming a cripple. The sa was true for a martial artist.

"Spiritual dicines are not just eaten."

The energy of the spiritual dicine had to be suppressed with various dicinal herbs.

It was a process of absorbing it little by little over a long period of ti, not absorbing it all at once.

"There's no internal energy master to help you either."

No matter how much you processed it with dicinal herbs, there was always a one in a million chance.

In such cases, the help of an internal energy master was needed.

You could never solve it alone.

However, Moyong Gi replied as if it were nothing.

"It's okay. You don't have to worry."

"This is really dangerous."

Concern was contained in Myung Jin's pupils. Even if he pretended to be calm with a cold face and attitude, he could not hide his true nature.

He was a guy with a lot of affection.

Moyong Gi lowered his voice.

"I'm only telling you this, but it was just like this when I ate the hundred-year-old fleeceflower root."

"What?"

Myung Jin flinched.

Moyong Gi grinned.

"So it's okay. Of course, don't even think of imitating . You'll really die."

Myung Jin's eyes widened as he stared for a while. However, he soon his face contorted.

"Why can't I do it?"

He knew it. If he had left him alone, he would have done it himself. Of course, he also had words prepared.

"The heart thod I learned is a bit special."

It wasn't that the heart thod was special, but that the person was special.

To absorb a spiritual dicine of the hundred-year-old fleeceflower root class, you had to operate your internal energy delicately.

That was the part that Moyong Gi was most confident in.

It was because he had to be good at that to face the internal energy masters who far surpassed him.

That was also the reason why he had been able to absorb nearly half of the energy of the hundred-year-old fleeceflower root with just ten years' worth of internal energy.

"Then

too..."

Myung Jin, who did not know the circumstances, his eyes sparkled. He had beco greedy.

Moyong Gi cut him off firmly.

"Don't even dream of it. It's a family heart thod, so I can't give it to anyone."

A sense of disappointnt lingered on Myung Jin's face. However, it was only for a mont. He quickly brushed it off and opened his mouth.

"How long will it take?"

At Myung Jin's question, Moyong Gi scratched his cheek.

'It took half a month last ti...'

It had taken half a month to absorb the hundred-year-old fleeceflower root.

However, he had not been able to absorb it completely.

It was because Moyong Gi could not handle the energy of the hundred-year-old fleeceflower root.

It seed that it would take more ti than that to completely absorb the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus.

However, Moyong Gi shook his head.

'Let's not be greedy this ti.'

He had almost died from being greedy.

He did not want to experience the sa thing twice.

He was thinking of eating just as much as the hundred-year-old fleeceflower root.

"About half a month?"

Myung Jin nodded.

"I understand."

"Ah, and it's half a month for now, but it might take longer, so don't co in until I co out."

"I understand. When should I start?"

Moyong Gi grinned.

"Now."

***

Moyong Gi, who had sent Myung Jin out, nodded with a satisfied face.

'Now the preparations are all done.'

The most troubleso problem of the place was solved.

Absorbing a spiritual dicine was that dangerous.

It was because even a small shock or noise could directly lead to ki deviation.

'I don't know what I was thinking back then.'

It was about when he had absorbed the hundred-year-old fleeceflower root a few months ago.

Thinking about it now, it was to the point where his spine chilled.

'They say ignorance is bliss...'

He had thought it would be over in a few shichen at most and had chosen a cave carelessly.

It was fortunate that he was lucky, if even a small animal had appeared, he would have beco a cripple.

'If I eat this, I'll almost recover my skills from before my return, right?'

At a rough estimate, it would be a little less than a sixty-year cycle.

That much was almost close to the internal energy he had before his return.

Moreover, that was not all.

'The fleeceflower root was just unnecessarily yang and strong.'

Moyong Gi's martial arts were strong, fast, and gentle.

There was no problem when using moves that used strength or speed as a weapon.

However, when using moves that valued gentleness, he felt a slight sense of incongruity.

'It's not a big problem for now...'

In general, there was no big problem.

However, in a fierce battle between masters, there was a high possibility that it would beco a problem.

It was better to nip the uncertain in the bud. It was important to have a balance of yin and yang.

"Let's just eat it."

The dried snow lotus was not only bitter, but also dry.

Although the hundred-year-old fleeceflower root was at least freshly dug and had so moisture, this didn't even have that.

'It tastes terrible.'

Moyong Gi, while his face contorted, did not forget to chew it thoroughly. He chewed it thoroughly until it was to the point where you could believe it was porridge.

'Huh? This is different when swallowing.'

What was dry and bitter felt refreshing when it went down his throat.

It was definitely a spiritual dicine. It was different from ordinary dicinal herbs.

'Now the dicinal effect will spread.'

Moyong Gi sat in a cross-legged position on the spot.

After waiting for a while, a cool energy was felt from his lower abdon, and it soon began to spread to his limbs. It was similar to the ti with the hundred-year-old fleeceflower root.

The only difference was that it was warm then and cool now.

'Shall we start now?'

A cool, refreshing feeling spread throughout his body. The energy of the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus had spread properly.

Moyong Gi drew out his internal energy from his dantian. The thread-like internal energy moved along his ki and blood vessels without breaking.

'Carefully.'

He had learned from his experience with the hundred-year-old fleeceflower root. He had to eat it little by little.

Moyong Gi carefully moved his internal energy and first poked the small lump located near the Jemun acupoint, and the energy of the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus flinched and reacted.

'Good.'

This much was just right. It seed that poking it little by little was the correct answer.

Moyong Gi moved his internal energy once more.

And this ti too, as he poked the energy of the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus, the energy of the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus showed the sa reaction as before.

'I just have to eat that much at a ti.'

That much was not a problem. The calculation was done.

Moyong Gi, with a satisfied feeling, poked the energy of the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus once more. He just had to swallow it the mont it was pulled out. He tensed his nerves and made full preparations.

But this ti, the reaction was different.

The energy of the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus greatly surged and sucked in Moyong Gi's thread-like internal energy.

'Huh? Why is it like this?'

(End of Chapter)