Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 170

Episode 170

“Hahaha.”

Cheonwoo’s laughter rang out. Cheonwoo raised his arm and came forward as if to block Jin Cheonhee.

“brother. My brother is a guest. There’s no need to do something like that when the fatigue hasn’t subsided. Right?”

Brother Cheon-gyeong spoke first.

“Of course it is. However, for young martial artists like us, the opportunity to learn about the martial arts of other prestigious families is precious, isn’t it? In addition, it is the martial arts of the Zhuge family that was almost erased in the past. “I don’t want to miss that opportunity.”

Almost erased.

I tried to speak back, but it was clumsy, like a military officer.

No, maybe he said that on purpose. It was clear that he said that on purpose.

‘It’s a provocation.’

Jin Cheon-hee understood Cheon-gyeong’s intentions.

But why do you act like this?

I thought it might be because of the remains he was carrying on his back. While Jin Cheonhee was thinking, Cheonwoo spoke softly.

“Then dance with me instead. “You can do that much, right?”

The non-partisan brothers were startled by those words and exchanged glances with each other.

‘Looking at that reaction, it seems like Cheonwoo’s inaction was significant.’

Although he joined the shaman sect thanks to Jegalin’s favor, from the perspective of the existing practitioners, it was a situation where the stone that rolled in was removed.

Nevertheless, seeing Cheonwoo not get angry right away and look at him, it seemed like he was getting angry.

Cheonwoo said with a smile.

“Leave my brother alone. “Death sentences.”

The word death penalty gave me strength.

“No, I’m fine. Cheonwoo.”

Jin Cheon-hee pushed Cheon-woo back.

“brother?”

“I also want to experience the martial arts skills of the Shaman faction. The exchange between young warriors is good. “Isn’t that right?”

Jin Cheon-hee also became curious as to what his intention was.

* * *

On my way to the training hall, I heard the situation roughly from Cheonwoo.

First of all, although Cheon-woo and Cheon-gyeong were different in age, they received the same name.

Although Jin Cheon-hee was disappointed, the Shaman faction is a strong and prestigious group.

The settings are slightly different for each martial arts world, but the common point is that they do not give names to just anyone who wants to do it.

At first, he was instructed to practice, and when he saw the Aega Sasaksu, he was accepted as a Taoist and given a Taoist name, and it was called Haengryeol, and the cardinal was distinguished by the first letter.

There is something similar to the genealogy line, as expected from a Confucian society where people eat their meals with swords.

Cheonwoo received his name at an early age beyond his years.

It was Cheongyeong who came as a Taoist that same year.

Cheonwoo calls it a death sentence and treats him outwardly in his own way, but his limbs have already been broken by Cheonwoo’s sword once.

[So it’s a faction of a Daoist named Jeong Gwang?]

[Yes. Elder Jeong Gwang can be said to be the current power. You are better at politics than with the sword.]

Since the time of the Old Martial Arts Association, the ranks have usually lasted every 20 years.

The reason it happened was because a 30-year-old warrior took in a child around 10 years old, raised him, and passed down the generations.

These parts can be easily corrected by coming to the new martial arts association, but First of all, the Supreme Heavenly Demon follows the old martial arts association’s line-up method.

‘There must be one or two other ships in the middle after the Jeong (?) ship. The next one is 1,000 times.’

Since Jeong Ja-bae ascended to the position of Jang Mun-in and Hyeon Elder, the line that directly fostered military men would have been the middle line between Jeong and Cheon-ja.

Even if there are only three ships, it has already been 60 years.

[I see.]

[Hmm… My brother is actually a direct disciple of Baekrin Uiseon and the master of Sogak, so in terms of distribution, he can be said to be in a similar line to my teacher, but I think he has some kind of scheming to start an argument like this.]

Besides, this. The alignment is not only applied to that sect, but also applies to interactions with other sects.

The reason it is not similar to genealogy for no reason is that ‘Are you a Jeongja? Then, how many generations does Hangryeol belong to? He’s the 32nd generation of that family, right?’ Here we are doing everything that the elders count with their fingers.

There is nothing like this in Sapa, but since roots are important in political sects, such a culture was even stronger.

It is still difficult to adapt to the sensibilities of modern people.

Since Jin Cheon-hui was Jegalin’s first direct disciple, his rank was similar to that of martial artists in their 40s and 50s.

‘No matter what you do, it’s good to eat half a meal… but it’s a bit confusing for modern people.’

Seeing that this guy, Cheon-woo, has also completed the calculation from the beginning, the Geosanjeong faction is complete.

[What about the inaction of a Taoist named Jeong Gwang?]

[I understand that he cannot use one arm. I heard that he lost it on behalf of Jang Moon-in, but since it is a very old blood history, I don’t know much…]

‘Now I understand a little bit about how the organization works.’

Jin Cheon-hee, who had finished understanding, suddenly asked.

[Then you must have looked into whether you can turn that arm.]

[Yes. Famous lawmakers all said it was difficult. It is quite a famous incident that a bloodless old monster even attacked it as if he was interested, but he refused to fix it and refused to fix it. There were many witnesses.]

Cheonwoo continued.

[Oh, now that I think about it, I heard that it might be possible if I gain the divine skill of Yang.]

‘Is it a nervous system problem? ‘I can’t fix that either.’

Now that Jin Cheon-hee found out about the Yangyi Divine Art, she immediately realized what the bloodless old monster was talking about.

When it comes to medicine, Jin Cheon-hee and Hyeol-saeng get along very well.

[It’s better than having three arms.]

Jin Cheon-hee talked about the comfort car.

[Elder Jeong Gwang probably thinks that’s better.]

It seems like you don’t have an average personality.

‘Elder Jeong Gwang, who desperately wants to practice Yangyi. The Cheongyeong Taoist in that faction….’

All the puzzles were roughly put together.

‘hmm. Let’s try to beat it first.’

Didn’t Master tell you that? They say power makes everything easier.

The Zhuge Lin-style answer is this.

He probably broke that earthenware pot in the middle of a fight, and when he saw who was running, he broke that earthenware pot too.

If you wake up like that, there will come a time when you have to clean your mouth, and although Master won’t lose his temper, if you are too lazy to use your head, he will wake up too.

It was like that.

The teacher was Zhuge Jia, a snake-like person, known as an intellectual in the world, but he also had a barbarism that rivaled him.

And that continued to Jin Cheon-hee as well.

In the training hall, Cheon-kyung and Jin Cheon-hee faced each other.

“What about the rules?”

“The person who surrenders loses.”

Up to this point, it’s at an average level.

“Hmm. All right. black…?”

“I heard that So Baek-ryong’s inaction was considerable. “How about Jingeom?”

“….”

Originally, sparring was done at the level of a wooden sword. Jin Cheon-hee realized immediately when he heard the word Jingeom.

‘I’m thinking of seeing the end. And there must be one reason for doing so.’

[brother. Shall I come forward?]

There was anger in Cheonwoo’s voice.

[It’s okay.]

[Brother.]

[Let him do whatever he wants.]

When his brother said that, Cheonwoo couldn’t do anything.

Jin Cheon-hee continued.

“Even if you call me a real sword, I don’t have a sword. Haegeomji….”

“Ah. Then we’ll give you ours.”

When Cheon-gyeong gestured with his chin, the Cheon-ja-bae warrior next to him threw his sword.

The funny thing is, when handing a sword, it is usually polite to put it in a sheath, but isn’t it true that you throw it with the blade intact?

[brother. [Those bastards are trying to provoke you…]

Jin Cheon-hee used the wind blower and grabbed the sword with his sleeve as if sucking it in.

Everyone held their breath at that elegance.

[What?]

[No. Brother.]

[Bland guy.]

Jin Cheon-hee twirled the sword once.

‘Befitting a shaman’s sword, the center of gravity is well maintained. As long as the elasticity is good enough, it’s okay. Looking at the composition, is it an alloy? It’s a good knife for stabbing sheep.’

After understanding the structure of the sword, I fell in love with it. It was the heart of science.

Jin Cheon-hee said.

“Then let’s begin.”

At that moment, Cheongyeong moved first.

A sure win for the player!

From the first move, a sword strike containing Taegeuk’s tricks was launched.

Herbivorous

shaman eighteen swords!

‘I can live.’

Kaang!

Jin Cheon-hee immediately read the deadly message buried in the sword.

‘Oh, as expected. These guys are curious as to whether I have mastered the Yang Yi technique. If you want to know that, you’ll have to push me into a corner. Even if I die… well. okay. As we collect the remains of the deceased in the jar, we will be able to eat some of the food.’

Kagagak –

Using the technique of skillful steelmaking, the sword attack flowed.

What’s funny is that Cheon-kyung’s blows, which he gave with all his might, flowed off like he was drunk on water, but he didn’t seem to be tired at all.

‘It’s such an amazing thing. is not it? He is a shaman. And it’s the lowest level of a shaman, but I can’t learn it, so it’s like this… Indeed…’

It’s really rotten.

Interest appeared in Jin Cheonhee’s eyes.

The deceased had to pay stipend in exchange for his return trip.

The sorrow of leaving my home, Mt. Wudang, to die in a foreign country was almost overwhelming. Jin Cheon-hee still remembered each and every word written on the floor.

It was the scream of a Taoist.

Death was not pretty.

Death wasn’t clean either.

The person who could not return to his final destination in life risked everything.

Yangui Shingong.

Jin Cheon-hee also declined to pass it on to someone who was not qualified to learn it.

On the other hand, Cheon-gyeong was embarrassed.

‘profit…! Could it be that the rumors are true? I thought it made no sense for a council member who only recently learned martial arts to be so strong…!’

In this world without electronic devices, most martial arts stories are spread based on rumors.

It’s hard to believe because you can’t see it.

And most of them are exaggerated.

However, the moment Cheongyeong clashed his swords, he felt as if he was facing a large wall.

Kagan kang!

While facing the sword face to face, Cheon-gyeong could not understand Jin Cheon-hee’s inaction at all.

Humans are creatures of emotion, and when we go to the sword, our hearts are bound to get carried away.

However, Jin Cheon-hee’s sword did not contain any thoughts or even a little anger.

Jin Cheon-hee rejected Cheon-gyeong.

Cheon Gyeong could not even touch Jin Cheon Hee with the tip of his sword.

It was a terrible humiliation.

‘no. Can not be done. I have to somehow find traces of Yang Yi’s skill.’

At that time, Jin Cheon-hee released the bait.

“I’m a little bored like this, what do you think? “The remaining two are also attacking me.”

An offer that should not be accepted. It is a clear provocation. If I lose like this, I can’t bear the disgrace.

But Cheon-gyeong’s desperation blinded him.

“I will learn something. Guys!”