Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 317

Episode 317

“Okay, I won’t ask how you cleaned things up.”

Jin Cheonhee immediately stopped talking.

For some reason, I didn’t feel like those bastards were alive, and even if they were alive, I felt like they were living a life that wasn’t alive.

“I said I was setting an example, but basically the logic of the Safa faction is different from that of the political faction. “I’m worried that there are a lot of unintelligent bastards who will attack me again~?”

Crack –

it looks like the skin on his face was torn off.

“Hey, I’m Hwa-kyung too, so you don’t have to worry about me that much.”

“It seems the rumors are true. Oh~ Congratulations, brother! “I guess I’ll have to work hard to catch up with you, right?”

Due to the nature of Sapa’s martial arts, it is quick to learn and powerful from the beginning, but it becomes difficult after the thirties.

As your Qi and blood become distorted, you can easily die due to the evil spirit or fall into the evil spirit.

Or maybe you hit a wall that you can never get over and it will never be possible to break through.

“I will help you with that effort. “Come visit me after this incident.”

“really?”

“huh. I also talked to Cheonwoo. If you train with me, it will be quick. don’t worry.”

“Hmm…”

Sima Xuan narrowed his eyes, lost in thought, and said:

“It seems like what you said is true, but… I have a feeling that I’m going to have a really hard time.”

“Short-term training is usually difficult, Hyuna. Still, wouldn’t it be a business that would survive if the situation was resolved after suffering?”

Jin Tianxi says this and looks at Sima Xuan with sparkling eyes.

It seems that even the eye light has the power to shake people’s hearts when it reaches the flower world. Sima Hyeon coughed for a long time as if something got stuck in his throat while drinking tea.

“Cluck cluck! “Brother, can you really ask someone else for something with that look on your face?”

“…?”

Sima Hyeon answered.

“okay. Okay, let’s train together.”

“okay. Just trust your brother. “If you suffer enough to die for a little while, you will have nothing left to live for when you go to peace!”

It’s a straight argument. It’s a straight argument, but…

I’m really bothered by the words ‘hard work to the point of death’ that came out of my brother’s mouth.

But it’s a good opportunity.

There was absolutely no way that the training method my brother came up with was done in vain.

‘Well, if you fail your training, you can have fun in moderation. But there’s no way I’ll ruin it with my brother’s personality… right~?’

Sima Xuan thought about it and emptied the car.

* * *

next day.

The Murim Lord Sogyoju and the Sadoryunju gathered in one place.

Since his teacher, Zhuge Lin, was in charge of refereeing, he sat at what could be called the head of the table. Jin Cheon-hee stood behind the teacher.

‘Wow, this is no joke.’

Since the open space in front of Bidong was quite large, they lined up, each holding the flag of their own faction.

Jeongsama.

Soldiers wearing different colored uniforms and carrying different weapons had gathered to watch today’s battle.

Every time they moved, there was a sound of weapons scraping against their uniforms.

If that alone was heart-warming, it was even more so because they didn’t even hide their hostility toward each other.

First of all, the one who came out of the faction camp wearing neat military uniform was Changwang Ak-jin.

One of the world’s top ten masters, the ancestral head of the Shandong music family, and a master of singing.

He glanced at Jin Tianhui, who was standing behind Baeklin Euiseon.

‘It wasn’t a lie that we had reached the border.’

That momentum clearly belonged to someone who had crossed the border.

He ascended to Hwagyeong at the age of only twenty.

If someone else had said that, I would have thought it was a lie.

However, it is not anyone else but the White God Dragon.

Anyone who has ever seen how he fights will know that the rumors were not false.

Even though it has only just crossed the Hwagyeong border, its momentum is quite stable, which is even more surprising.

‘Did you digest Hwagyeong’s enlightenment as soon as you crossed the wall?’

King Chang had complicated feelings as he watched his student become as much of a monster as his teacher.

‘Baeklin’s Gak does not take the side of any political faction until the end. Are you trying to remain neutral?’

If you think about what his teacher Baek Rin-ui-seon went through, it is only natural.

My appetite is bitter.

But that’s something to think about later. He slammed his spear into the ground! I took a picture.

“Akjin, the spear king of the Murim Alliance, is here!”

Wow!

At that moment, all the warriors of the faction shouted in unison.

For them, the Eight Great Disciplines of the World had to belong to the right faction.

It was better for no one to have it than for Safa and Demonicism to have it.

Then, as if waiting, a drum sounded from the Magyo Bridge.

To the sound of drums, church members dressed in black uniforms moved side to side, one step at a time, creating a long path. A woman dressed in gorgeous black clothes walked along that path.

Cheongyeon Sogyoju.

She wore the sword diagonally on her waist and smiled bitterly.

Perhaps she likes to be stylish, and there was no place that didn’t have gold in it, from her headdress to her playthings.

Even the black uniform was embroidered with gold thread.

And the sword at her waist was decorated with jewels, and it was so gorgeous that everyone who saw it was drooling.

What was surprising was that there was no shaking of her shoulders at all when she walked.

If I hadn’t looked at my feet, I would have had the illusion that they were floating in the air.

She stood before King Chang.

“I am Sogyoju Cheongyeon. He is the fifth leader of the Demonic Cult and came here on behalf of the Sun and Moon God Cult. “If you get out of the way even now, I will show you special mercy and save your life.”

Wow!

As soon as she finished speaking, this time the Demon Cultists all shouted in unison.

It was a very powerful shout, as if it was going to erase the cries of the political faction just now.

Now, all that remains is the four apostles of Sapa.

“Hey, get out of the way.”

“Brother is telling me to get out of the way!”

The warriors, wearing different clothes and holding different weapons, scatter around like ants on a rainy day.

In between them, a thin man with dark undereyes walked with a cane.

On the outside, he appears to be in his late twenties, but that may be because the Emperor has recovered from old age or has delayed the aging process.

He walked for a long time, coughing dryly.

The sleeves were torn or not.

From his hands down to his shoulders, he was covered in bandages with the Chinese language written on them.

Perhaps because of the bandages, he looked even more like a patient.

‘The author is Sulje, one of the two rulers of the world?’

Why is it that he is a man who looks like he might collapse if the wind blows even once?

Jin Cheon-hee saw that King Chang’s palms were getting wet.

That’s right. That’s right.

There were so many people around, but the only sound was the sound of Sulje walking with a cane.

Soon, Sulje arrived in front of the two and spoke in a boiling voice.

“Dirty Murim League bastards. I said we would do it at night, but you dared to open the bimu early in the morning… It’s because of you that I couldn’t even sleep at this age… You bastards. Does it make sense not to put the old man to sleep? Dogs? “Kyaak kyaak!”

Now he spits phlegm on the ground.

He looked at Changwang Akjin and said this.

“You say you’re a bastard from the Changwang faction, and you don’t even know about Jangyuyuseo. You knew that I slept a lot in the morning and decided to do my best at this time, right? When you die, I will definitely steal your body and make you a jiangshi. I’ll do it even if it means getting ripped off by my blood relatives. “Kyaak kyaak!”

Jin Cheonhee thought.

‘Well, it seems that the bloodless monster also wanted King Chang’s body.’

First of all, the person involved, King Chang, is still alive and well.

And when you die, you will probably want to be buried in the Shandong Musician’s grave.

In this world of Confucianism where one eats a knife, the statement that one would touch a dead body would be quite an outrage.

Actually, Akjin is calm.

“Thank you for coming though. “Alcohol festival.”

“Why is Ssangnum Saequi, who said he would let me lose by default if he doesn’t come, has such a long tongue?”

“Still, even though ten years have passed, you haven’t aged at all.”

“Let the old one be Ninum. “Why am I getting old?”

It seemed well known that Sadoryunju was quite eccentric.

This time, Sulje glanced up at Cheongyeon Sogyoju.

“You crawled in without dying again. Last time, they worked hard at our workplace. You said I would kill you if I saw your face again, right? Sigh! “It’s a plague!”

Cheongyeon Sogyoju said.

“You still lack culture, Sulje. Well, all Sapa guys are like that.”

“Did you come into our workplace because you were cultured? Kyaak kyaak! Anyway, there is no place that the evil cult bastards won’t join. “Hundred Thousand Mountains is full of gold, silver, and treasures. When you see people making money, you would think they were open.”

I didn’t lose a word about alcohol.

Cheongyeon Sogyoju was different from Changwang Akjin.

“You must be dying for daring to call this Sun Moon God Church a demonic religion, old man?”

Well, you’re angry. Are you mad.

Sulje glances this way.

This is Jin Cheon-hee and his teacher Baek Rin-ui-seon.

“Are you really alive? Even though he was alive, I thought he was half dead. Looks healthy? “Is it because of him?”

Suljie pointed at Jin Cheonhee with his chin.

Zegalin answered calmly.

“You are my lifesaver and disciple.”

“I understand why you’re being treated so horribly. But I recently did a fortune-telling and there was nothing but bad luck in front of your student. “This is a very unlucky award.”

Despite those words, Zhuge Lin’s expression did not change.

“The teacher’s life was different, so the disciple’s life should be no different.”

“what. okay. But you look good these days because you’re living a nice life. Like in the past, we don’t buy, sell, or chop everything up just because it’s wrong. “Didn’t you think you had really gone crazy when you killed all of our Sapa kids and put their heads on spears and put them on display?”

…What on earth did Master do when he was young?

Master answered calmly.

“Those who crossed the line had to be somewhat harsh.”

“OK. You crazy guy. Anyway, there you are, the white-coated bright dragon kid. Hao Moon, thank you for treating the kids. “I’m not Lord Hao Wen, but I’m still Lord Apostle, so I’ll say thank you on his behalf.”

Are you talking about curing syphilis?

I thought he was nervous, but Eun-won seems to have a definite personality.

“Uh… no. “I was just doing what I was supposed to do as a member of the National Assembly.”

“okay. Life is full of misfortune, but it will be less difficult if you live righteously. Just live like that. “But I guess I’ll live longer than you.”

Is it an insult or a compliment? It’s strange.

Anyway, the drinking system seemed to be as crazy as the bloodless monster, so I decided to skip it.

Master and King Chang both think so.

The only one who was upset was the leader of the Demonic Cult.

Master Zhuge Lin stepped forward first to sort out the situation.

“First of all, the reason the three of you gathered here is because your interests are aligned.”

“Damn it… I said we’d do it at night. “You guys.”

Master continued speaking, ignoring Sulje’s words.

“Isn’t Kang-ho’s way of leaving everything to luck and sword anyway? In that case, let’s draw lots as we first promised.”

Master heard the lottery box.

A small wooden box.

However, self-defense energy began to swirl around the teacher’s body.

“Seeing that no one can play around in this ship, I will make a promise in the name of Zhuge Mo. Do you agree?”

“I agree.”

Changwang Akjin answered first.

Sulje clicked his tongue.

“You can trust that little Baeklin. To agree.”

Cheongyeon said reluctantly.

“I would agree too.”

“Then, please select them in the order agreed upon.”

First, King Chang drew lots, followed by Sulje and finally, Sogyoju of Demonicism.

The three glared at each other as if they were going to kill each other, and then at the teacher’s signal, they threw out their swallows.