Absolute Regression - Chapter 86

Episode 86 It’s been a while, bro.

Two months have passed since I met with my father.

In the meantime, I had reached the eleventh level in the Bicheon Sword Technique. He ascended to the next level with the insight he gained through dancing with his father and Ilhwa Geomjon.

Now there was only one step left.

The last step, like the previous one, will require some kind of opportunity.

It could be a dance, a real fight, or it could be achieved while looking at flowers with Ilhwa Geomzon, reading a poetry collection next to Hyeolcheon Doma, or taking a walk on a moonlit night with Ian. What no one can predict is the realm of the Twelve Great Stars.

Now, I postponed the completion of the Bicheon Sword Technique to another fate of mine and devoted myself to training in the art of space-time anomaly.

When you learn martial arts, there are times when you get a feeling. Mu-gong whispers, ‘Just a little more’, stimulating his entire body. This is the time to grow to the next level.

The stimulation of space-time pathology continued to come.

About ten days ago, the time was shortened so that the space could expand by slowly counting to about 100. After that, the restrictions seemed to have been lifted, and the time decreased each time the space-time anomaly technique was performed.

If there is compatibility between martial arts and martial arts, this space-time anomaly is a perfect match for me.

This is probably because the depth of enlightenment and the level of talent in martial arts are more important factors than the training period of the martial arts themselves. Because I had reached the highest level in those two things.

As I practiced, the time continued to decrease.

From one hundred to ninety-nine, ninety-eight, ninety-seven….

I pushed through to the end without stopping. I created space like crazy as if I was on a speeding carriage. I thought that if I took a wrong turn like this, the carriage might fall off the cliff, but I kept practicing without stopping.

Training and training again.

And finally the carriage arrived at the last station. The horse didn’t fall and I didn’t fall off the carriage either.

Perfect!

The moment I snapped my fingers, my surroundings changed.

At the same time, cheers burst out of my mouth.

“I did it!”

Finally, I was able to immediately use space-time transformation techniques. It unfolded so naturally, as if it had been my martial arts skill from the beginning.

I was now standing on a pure white sandy beach with an endless blue sea. The sky was blue and the sun was hot. There was a tree with large leaves on the beach, and a comfortable chair was placed in the shade under it. A seagull flew far away.

This is the space I dream of.

It was perfect.

As the creation time decreased, the endurance required to maintain this place also decreased.

I relaxed on the chair, then took off my clothes and jumped into the sea.

After swimming, I looked at the sky and lay down. Watching the floating clouds made me feel very at ease.

It was perfect alone time without being disturbed by anyone. happy.

Then suddenly a thought occurred to me.

What if we could make time here pass slower than time outside? So what if you could practice martial arts here? Even if you can’t completely stop time, what if you can make it go at least half as slowly?

It may seem like a dream, but isn’t creating a space like this in the first place also a dream?

I thought that we should discuss this matter when the Pungcheon religious leader returns. Of course, he would probably say it was nonsense.

As I was lying on the beach enjoying the freedom for a while, I felt that someone had arrived outside the space-time anomaly.

When I entered the space created by the Seobhonmazon or the Pungcheon cult leader, I could not feel the external situation at all, but when I created the space myself, I was able to know what was happening outside.

I immediately released the space-time illusion technique and revealed myself.

“Is Confucius here?”

The person who was calling me at the door was Jang-ho.

“I am here.”

Jangho turned around in surprise when he suddenly appeared from behind.

“Confucius? “Where have you been?”

On the beach with the blue sea flowing over you.

I held back what I wanted to answer like this.

“I was practicing stealth for a while. “But what’s going on with you?”

“A message has come from the iron room. “I have completed the production of the item I requested, entrusting it to me for ten thousand years.”

“Then do me a favor. “Go get the items and call everyone who was there that day.”

“All right.”

* * *

Seven people were standing in a circle, looking down at the items on the table.

The remaining six people, including me, were Ian, Seodaeryong, Jangho, Hyeolcheondoma, Ilhwageomjon, and Gowol.

Among the things on the table, he picked up the fan first and gave it to Gowol.

“This is the fan you asked for. “I looked at it and it was well made.”

“thank you.”

“The materials are materials, but the fact that they were made by our school’s best craftsmen makes them even more valuable.”

“I really didn’t know you would make it.”

In addition, since we made the number of people who gathered that day, we also gave it to him. Gowol looked sorry when he received the debt and the rain.

“I get two.”

“It’s a dagger that wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for you in the first place. “You are giving everyone a gift.”

“It can’t be. It was Confucius who gave these shackles to the leader of Pungcheon. thank you “I will never forget this great gift.”

It was a great gift.

The dagger that lasted forever was extremely sharp and never broke, so it was truly priceless. As long as I could sell it for the right price, I could afford to buy a few cars.

But this was not the end of the gift to him.

I released the Geukpumcheonjamsa from the handle of the black magic sword. I cut just enough to fill the fan and handed it to Gowol.

“It’s a great place. “If you attach this to that fan, it will become a great weapon.”

Go Wol’s eyes trembled with emotion. Because these three gifts were truly gifts that would be difficult to receive in one’s life.

“I will repay this favor even if it means sacrificing my life.”

“There is no need for that. “I give it because I think it has value in the present, not because I am giving it as a gift with my future life or loyalty as collateral.”

I said it to Gowol, but at the same time, I also said it to others.

I handed out the rest of the daggers to everyone.

“Thank you for watching over me.”

“Thank you.”

“I will put it to good use.”

“thank you.”

Everyone was happy and received the dagger.

Seo Dae-ryong looked down at Bisu and said worriedly.

“I’m worried I might lose it.”

“Do your martial arts training harder. The stronger you become, the less likely you are to lose it. “When training is difficult, look at that dagger.”

“yes.”

Seo Dae-ryong nodded vigorously at my words. This dagger will have different meanings for each person.

At that time, Hyeolcheondoma started an argument with Gowol for no reason.

“There’s that incompetent scholar, so what are you worried about?”

Then someone walked in and said:

“Isn’t your disciple more likely to be dishonest?”

The person who entered was none other than the head of Pungcheon.

I asked him with a surprised face.

“Are you back already?”

It came back earlier than expected. I thought it would take at least six months to come back.

“Because I’m a really impatient person.”

Then he glanced at Gowol. Gowol smiled at the appearance of a strong supporter.

“I guess I went somewhere and starved. You’re coming back on that fateful day when you get rained on, right? “Give me my dagger.”

The leader of Pungcheon looked at the bisu.

“It’s really well made. I think we can make this a new thing. “Thank you for taking care of mine too.”

“no. “I was able to make it in the first place because the religious leader had a generous heart and lifted the shackles.”

I welcomed his return with kind words. He returned on that fateful day, as he said. But it wasn’t the day when fate struck.

Someone opened the door and entered.

The visitor was tall and had a handsome appearance. The person who looked good in the white jangsam embroidered with colorful and sophisticated patterns was my older brother, Grand Duke Geommuyang.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on him. Three people came in following Geommuyang.

The first person to enter was Mabul, followed by the old man and the young man.

Geommuyang found me among the people and walked towards me with wide open arms.

“Aww, how are you?”

right. My brother was like this. This was a man who was confident and well aware of his superiority over others.

Although he considered himself smart too much, it became a problem, but he also had a knack for making his arrogance appear as confidence.

“I was fine. “It’s been a while, bro.”

I hugged Warak. It wasn’t a pretense, it was a sincere hug. I felt my brother be slightly embarrassed by my reaction. He won’t know. What am I thinking right now?

‘Brother, don’t let me regret holding your body. ‘Please don’t let me walk your father’s path.’

I know. Gowol says the outcome is up to his brother, but that’s not the case. This matter depends on my efforts.

‘So I’m going to try. ‘Not for my brother, but for me.’

I guess I was feeling quite different from when I left the school, and a look in Geommuyang’s eyes flashed.

“I heard you gained quite a bit of fame while I was away?”

“A fox reigned as king in a valley without tigers.”

“How can the younger brother be a fox when the older brother is a tiger? “You don’t have to be humble in front of me.”

At first glance, he seemed like a very friendly older brother who really cared for his younger brother.

But in my past life, my older brother bullied me persistently. At the time, I didn’t know it was bullying.

Ever since I was very young, my older brother tried to instill negative images about martial arts and power.

A story about warriors dying while fighting among themselves. A story about people going crazy after falling into a demon. A story about the Mazons betraying the Heavenly Demon.

Most of the stories told to me were cruel and negative. It shook my heart with the story that if I tried to attack the dual veins, the veins would burst and I would die.

I overcame it with my natural steadfastness, but it was true that it had a negative effect on me, knowingly or unknowingly.

I can’t say anything about using all means and methods in the succession battle, but that wasn’t something I would do to my younger brother, who was six or seven years old.

At that time, Mabul intervened and said.

“Gongja Lee. Now that the Archduke has returned, I have to help my brother a lot. Who will take care of each other in this rough forest? “Humans are so prone to betrayal that there is no one they can trust.”

At the same time, Mabul looked at Hyeolcheon Doma. It was originally said aimed at him. I am openly criticizing Hyeolcheondoma, who supported Geommuyang but then turned to me.

Hyeolcheondoma, who felt sorry for the Archduke, just snorted.

Unlike the provocative Mabul, Geommuyang was polite to Hyeolcheondoma.

“how are you? “Elderly.”

“Thanks to you, I had a good time. Are you on your way back now?”

“yes. “I just arrived.”

“Have you seen the leader?”

“I couldn’t see my father because he was already in bed. “I guess I’ll have to say hello to you tomorrow morning.”

“I think the leader will like it.”

After exchanging greetings, Geommuyang hinted.

“Recently, I heard that the elder is helping his younger brother a lot with his work.”

“They say older people are more capricious. “You understand.”

“no. My brother’s work is my work and our school’s work. “Thank you as my older brother.”

“Thank you for understanding.”

Geommuyang spoke to Ilhwa Geomzon this time.

“You are still beautiful.”

“Our archduke is also very flirtatious, as he may or may not be a brother.”

Geommuyang took out something from Jangsam’s sleeve and gave it to Ilhwa Geomzon.

“These are cosmetics that I had difficulty obtaining from Saewae. “It is known to be much better than what women in the central plains use, so give it a try.”

“Thank you, Archduke.”

Where would you have brought only Ilhwa Geomjon as a gift? He must have been looking for a lot of things to satisfy the moods of other mazons.

Even from this brief greeting, I could clearly see why my brother was ahead of me around this time. At the time, I didn’t even know that my brother was taking care of the Magons so meticulously. I guess I was really the only one who saw it. I guess I lived only for my greed.

“Monarch Jang, although it is late, I would like to congratulate you on becoming a monarch.”

“Thank you, Grand Duke.”

The greetings ended there. I did not say hello to Ian and Seo Dae-ryong. My older brother was a thorough authoritarian. His theory was that if only the superiors made it their own, the rest of the subordinates would naturally follow.

After Geommuyang finished greeting the two Mazons, Mabul came out this time.

As soon as he saw the leader of Pungcheon, he started an argument.

“Did they put honey on the pillars of the main school? “Why do you keep wandering around?”

Of course, the head of the Pungcheon Church did not take it easy either.

“I pooped and didn’t clean it up. “A cute little golden poop.”

Mabul’s expression suddenly hardened. The two people glared at each other as if they were going to kill each other. The two people who were closest to each other have split up like this, showing that it is a matter of time for people to become closer, but it is only a moment for them to grow apart.

As the two people formed a tense atmosphere, Geommuyang gave a signal to the two people behind him with a glance.

Then the old man and young man who had come in with Mabul stepped forward to say hello.

A cold smile formed on my lips. When they came in, it was the moment I had been waiting for the most. In fact, I had been waiting for this moment for decades.