Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 187

Chapter 187:

As I circulated my inner power, I felt the pills melting and being absorbed in my throat.

Jin Cheon-hee takes a deep breath.

Soon, I felt the Dantian’s Five Element Ball rushing forward with great force.

It is not a coin attack. It’s almost like a runaway, but it’s not a runaway.

My muscles twitched.

My left wrist, which had been in pain as if I would faint throughout the fight, moved normally at this moment.

Jin Cheonhee quickly ripped off the bandage.

His tattered left wrist was already swollen to the size of a fist.

However, I felt that I could move more nimbly than before.

I felt like I was going to live because the pain was gone.

“….”

Cheonwoo’s back was visible in front of him.

Among them, Cheonwoo, who was the youngest and least skilled, was surprisingly able to block the attack the best.

‘Does Cheonwoo have the martial arts skills of an elder?’

I thought that wasn’t it.

In order to protect his brother, he just goes into dangerous blind spots and attacks without hesitation in order to buy a little time.

However, the reason he survived the deluge of concentrates was probably due to his strangely excellent eyesight.

Martial arts begins with seeing.

If you can see it, you can avoid it.

I felt like I knew why the shaman Gwon chose Cheonwoo.

Jin Cheon-hee began to pour all of her power into the ice crystal sword.

I didn’t think about the variable of not being able to hit the mark.

There is no next time anyway.

You have to do something to avoid becoming a handful of blood.

A martial arts student who was honed through the guidance of Hyeonwonjeondansingong and Baekrin’s instinct to live.

And modern knowledge is accumulating sword energy in the ice crystal sword.

A method of building up what you see rather than simply applying sword energy to the sword.

It was a process of building up, much like assembling Legos.

‘You can’t black it. It has to be Geomgang.’

Jin Cheon-hee immediately thinks of Geom-gang, where he can understand the structure.

Baekrin’s line was too difficult.

In order to create an annotated copy, identification, disassembly, and reassembly are required.

You must accomplish these three things.

Master’s things are difficult to identify and are prevented from being dismantled.

Something close, not far away.

And, if possible, it would be better if you felt its power up close beforehand.

Eventually, what formed on the blade of the ice crystal sword was a thick blood-like liquid.

It was from Geumcheon-gun.

Jeong Gwang’s eyes bulged when he saw that.

This time, he couldn’t shout that he was an unarmed thief.

When the examination was completed, Jin Cheon-hee’s afterimage slipped away.

Cheon-woo realizes that Jin Cheon-hee is ready with his eyesight and lowers himself.

Jin Cheon-hee climbed on Cheon-woo’s shoulders and bounced as if performing acrobatics on a jumping box.

“song. brother!”

Jeong-gwang screamed and punched the blood-red sword that stretched out for a day.

Jin Cheon-hee’s herbivorous posture was Socheonggeom.

When he used that sword and that intelligence again to wield the Shaoqing Sword, the lowest level martial art of the Shaman faction, Jeong Gwang felt like he was going crazy with jealousy.

“What is the difference between you and me?”

“….”

I don’t have the energy to answer.

Because the rising blood foam was eating into my throat.

He throws away the angry roar of Jeonggwang with Taegeukhyegeom.

And last.

Annotated by Jincheon Heesik.

Socheonggeom Byeoncho.

Five Elements Taegeukhyegeom–!!!

Taegeuk is contained in the red sword. It was a Taegeuk technique that was different from the one that Geumcheon used playfully.

Nevertheless, the five elements were faithfully contained, making it even more strange.

After going through the process of identification, disassembly, and reassembly, Geomgang meets the owner’s will and cuts off Jeong Gwang’s arm.

Suck!

Jeong Gwang’s eyes widen. But that too only for a moment.

The sword that penetrated like that finally reached my neck.

‘Ah, this is how you do it.’

The end of the siege was in sight. The end of the far-off pain of being uneducated.

At the boundary between life and death, Simmu was seen after suffering like nirvana.

Although I couldn’t dare to hold on to it, it seemed possible to disassemble and reassemble the pieces of what I had just felt.

This concludes the investigation.

That moment. Jin Cheon-hee’s blade was bent at a different angle.

Quagwagwagwang!

It wasn’t written. It was a blow.

The sound of the ten-dangeum hitting the target came from the previous attack, so much so that my eyes almost popped out in surprise.

“Kaaaaaaak—!”

Jeong-gwang’s body falls to the floor.

The pit that Jin Cheon-hee created was like the crater of a meteorite.

Dust rose up.

The elders looked at the sword, which looked like a natural disaster, and were reminded of the shaman power system.

It was neither a shaman’s fist nor a sword. But if you asked me if it was really true, I couldn’t say yes.

‘Is the Zhuge family coming back to life?…’

When the dust cleared, what was seen was a fainting Jeonggwang and Jin Cheonhee with blood streaming from their mouths.

Jeong Gwang, who fainted, returned to his original body, not his swollen body.

Jin Cheon-hee climbed onto Jeong-gwang’s body, touched the acupuncture points with trembling hands, and gave up the dantian.

It would be an understatement to say that it is not strange to collapse immediately, but it is difficult to hold on.

Then he tore a muscle in his limbs and then seemed to have exhausted all his strength and was about to collapse.

Cheon-woo grabs Jin Cheon-hee and supports her.

“Hyung, are you okay?”

“….”

Jin Cheonhee still couldn’t answer.

At that time, fireworks exploded in the sky.

‘A signal…is it?’

It couldn’t have been that of a shaman. If so, it must be somewhere else.

Jin Cheon-hee’s eyes turn to Geumcheon-gun. Sure enough, Geumcheon-gun retrieves the Taegeom.

“It’s about time. Oh my…”

Geumcheon clicks his tongue.

Without missing that moment, Elder Gwonje threw his fist.

He raised his sword to block the attack, but was unable to completely block it.

Kagagak!

Il-kwon was very focused on the mask.

Crackling-

“Ouch, old man. “It really hurts.”

Part of the mask broke off.

Only half a face.

Jin Cheon-hee, seeing that face, opens her eyes.

It was a familiar face.

“Guys. “Let’s go back!” At the high

-pitched

whistling sound, both the Jiangshi and the surviving Blood Missionaries stop moving at the same time. Soon they began to retreat quickly.

Jang Mun-in shouted loudly.

“Don’t chase after me! “Stay where you are!”

Shamans have already suffered great damage.

If you try too hard to chase it and go out of the camp, an enemy trap will be waiting for you.

It was a wise decision.

Geumcheon-gun winked at Jin Cheon-hee.

“See you later! Cutie~”

However, Jin Cheon-hee’s body stiffened at Geumcheon-gun’s face and could not move.

“Wow…”

Blood bubbles appeared again.

Just maintaining breathing required considerable effort.

* * *

As soon as Hyeol Seon-gyo retreated, Jang Mun-in came near Jeong Gwang-i.

“Can you relieve the blood? “I’ve abolished the dantian and cut off the limb muscles, so I’ll be fine.”

“You can go wild with magic attacks.”

“It’s okay. “I will try to do something about that.”

Jang Mun-in looked at Jeong Gwang with sad eyes.

Could it really be said that what the two shared so far was affection?

Kang Ho-in’s priest designation was more connected than his biological family.

All this time, I thought I was just wandering around because I lost my arm.

It wasn’t wandering. It was corruption.

Looking at Jang Mun-in’s hollow eyes, Jin Cheon-hee sighed.

‘Well, even if you want to go on a rampage, the blood line won’t accept it when you’ve just eaten the demon blood group.’

When the blood line exerts its power to cause a runaway, it is like a kind of contract.

You may temporarily gain strong power, but you will surely die after a while, and your soul will forever be used as a slave to the blood line.

In short, it is a fraudulent contract that is too advantageous to one side.

In the meantime, Hyeolseon does not make just anyone his servant.

He baptizes talented people who can become his descendants.

There is no way Jeong Gwang, who was not brainwashed by the Blood Mission from a young age and has only just joined the Demon Blood Order, would sign such a fraudulent contract.

Even if he did, the odds of making him a member of the clan were infinitely close to zero, as he was neither a tremendous martial artist nor loyal to the blood mission.

‘….’

It was bitter, but that was the reality.

Jin Cheon-hee, supported by Cheon-woo, approached Jeong Gwang and relieved his blood.

“Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuull will be recorded its of its original format.

As a side effect of the demon blood group, he immediately writhed in pain.

It was almost like the struggle of a caterpillar.

Jang Moon-in approached the priest and crouched down.

“Why did you do that?”

A question with many meanings.

Jang Mun-in asked that question about the time the two shared.

Jeong Gwang looked at Jang Mun-in.

No matter what the answer was, it was a foregone conclusion that he would die.

But will you die without pain or will you die in pain? It’s just one of two things.

No matter how Taoist he was, the sin of setting fire to a shaman who was like his own flesh and blood, executing a priest who ate a meal, and killing his young disciples was something that could not be washed away.

“Kkkkkkk… Are you really saying that because you don’t know?”

Jeong Gwang let go of everything at this moment.

Jang Mun-in answered.

“I don’t know. I have loved the priest. “This feeling has never changed, neither before nor after I lost my arm.”

“…I hate you. “I hate the death penalty so much.”

“Is it ugly?”

“I hated it from the first time I saw it. I also hated the fact that I was able to complete Taicheong Sansu, which I had been practicing for over 100 days, in just one month. Both the priests and the former elders only liked the death penalty. “I hate the death penalty for having everything I can’t have.”

“And yet, you somehow managed to go together.”

“Because I was young at the time. “I didn’t know that those feelings were jealousy and that they would burn me this much.”

“It must have been painful every time you saw me.”

“Do you know this? Not once… not once… have I ever not wanted to kill my brother. But I couldn’t kill it. “Even now, in the end, I couldn’t stab him.”

“…It’s a shame.”

At that moment, black blood poured out of Jeong Gwang’s mouth.

He had started to let his own energy and blood run wild.

Of course, if the dantian is destroyed and the blood vessels of the extremities are cut off, the only thing that can happen is death.

That’s what Jeong Gwang wanted.

He wanted to commit suicide.

Jang Mun-in looked at it with hollow eyes.

“I liked the priest. I’m glad you smiled at me. I liked it from the moment they called me death penalty. “I didn’t know… I didn’t know that it was something that caused so much pain…”

Jang Moon-in looked at Jeong Gwang like that.

He held the severed arm and said this.

“I’m sorry for my inadequacy.”

“…until the end…damn it…! “The death penalty is…!”

Jeong Gwang’s body twisted in a strange direction. The animal’s moans were heard for a moment. After intense pain, Jeong Gwang’s body loses strength.

His retina could no longer contain any light.

“…Sleep well.”

Just like that, Jang Moon-in closed the eyes of his poor priest.

At the same time, I started crying. Thick blood flowed out of Jang Mun-in’s mouth.

The elder who saw that screamed.

“Simma Simma!”

Eventually, he could not bear the betrayal of the priest whom he considered a close friend and went into deep despair.

In this weakened state, Simma meant death.