Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 949

Chapter 944

As soon as Qin Tianxi landed on the ground, all the surrounding literary people came rushing in.

“How in the world does Kang Ho-in have this kind of power?”

“Thank you, thank you! “This is my first time knowing that I can kill a foreign object like this without using my magic!”

“Amazing! “This is truly amazing!”

Everyone expressed their gratitude to Jin Cheonhee.

What I suddenly felt was that literary people seemed to view martial arts as lower than magic or magical arts.

‘It’s not that I don’t understand, but…’

Lightning struck precisely from the dry sky.

Didn’t it continue to hit until the foreign object completely disappeared?

It was something that utilized nature rather than martial arts, and it was not something that a typical strongman could deal with.

‘I understand why the Mosan faction doesn’t appear in Gangho.’

It was not uncommon for the Mosan faction to appear as the main force in martial arts novels.

Usually they were something like ‘background’.

Throwing an amulet to destroy the formation, or creating one yourself and instantly enveloping the surroundings in fog.

Still, it is said that it is not common for it to come out as evil because it is a political faction, but again, that is up to each writer.

Even here in the Supreme Heavenly Demon, the Mosan sect was a bit like oil and water, but what they used seemed completely different from martial arts.

So, it seems that the Yongbong branch also works on building stadiums, but does not send children to the Yongbong branch.

‘This is how I find out why.’

This is a story behind the scenes that you would never have known if you had only read the Most High Heavenly Demon.

Jin Cheon-hee humbly replied that it was no big deal and asked if it was because of what had just happened that he was unable to receive a foreigner.

“Oh, that’s right. Due to the nature of the camp, foreign objects would come out when the gate was opened, so we had no choice but to accept foreigners.”

“I feel not only a true form, but also a kind of barrier.”

“Oh, do you know the barrier? It’s fascinating. Usually, it is difficult for Kang Ho-in to know this kind of knowledge…”

The literary people approached Jin Cheon-hee with shining eyes.

I’m trying to ask so many questions that it almost reminds me of the head of the family somewhere in Jinju.

‘Oh no, if I get caught, the sun will set.’

Jin Cheon-hee quickly changed the topic.

“Anyway, can I meet Jang Moon-in? “I brought a message from Baeklin’s House.”

“Oh, we need to talk about that up above…”

Just as he was saying that and trying to grab Jin Cheon-hee.

A voice rang out.

-Ask the customer to come in.

‘Could it be a miracle?’

no. It was a different feeling from the sound.

It uses the same kiii, but feels fundamentally different.

‘It seems like it’s some kind of magic trick.’

The writers did not seem embarrassed, perhaps because they were used to it.

“Jang Mun-in invited Byeok-an Shin-ui. Please come in.”

With those words, the men of letters all opened the way.

It seemed like there were a lot of things they wanted to ask Jin Cheon-hee, but they all seemed to be disappointed.

In this way, Jin Cheon-hee joined the Mosan sect.

* * *

As I climbed the mountain following the guidance of the writers, I saw strange formations spread out everywhere.

“Be careful. In our Mosan sect, our ancestors guard the sect with numerous formations, so it is easy for outsiders to get lost.”

With faces full of pride, each writer murmured a word.

“Actually, we sometimes get lost and get into trouble. “There are many cases where it is not even known what kind of technique was used, so destroying them is sometimes impossible.”

“That’s amazing. “The energy that comes from Jinsik and Sulbeop is amazing.”

“yes. Instead, it is fortunate that no one can invade the Mosan faction even during the tribulation.”

The Mosan faction of writers shrugged their shoulders.

To them, warriors are people who discuss the Tao using only swords and martial arts.

There are no people who recognize the power of the Mosan faction.

On the other hand, Sogakju of Baekrin Uigak, who came this time, helped them defeat foreign objects and seemed to have an eye for magic, so I couldn’t dislike him.

Plus, you can brag about it!

It is impossible for a person without discernment to brag.

On the other hand, Jin Cheonhee thought.

‘It’s truly amazing. There are so many techniques I don’t know.’

But why?

I don’t know why, but I felt like I knew it.

It felt like something old, now forgotten by everyone, was telling me.

‘That’s a magic bullet… It seems like there’s an illusion-type technique in there as well. That is Talhonjin (奪魂陳). We don’t know about mixed magic here…? You have to look closely to know….’

Jin Cheon-hee herself couldn’t understand it.

‘Why? ‘Why do I know this?’

It was different from the little voices of Jin Cheon-hee that I sometimes hear in my head.

It was as if the sixth sense itself was teaching me through my ego.

Otherwise, it’s very far away. A feeling that signals something close to madness.

It is not a good or right sense.

However, for some reason, it wasn’t an unpleasant feeling.

I just felt like I knew what I already knew.

‘Is it because it is Fuxi’s blood?’

I heard that those born with divine blood have a natural talent for magic. Is this true for brothers from other Poong families as well?

Jin Cheonhee sighed softly.

It will be resolved once you ask Gold, Silver, and Red.

But just asking such a question makes you think, ‘Oh, you can detect magic and magic just by looking at it?’ The problem is that it may not come out in a mango bag.

Only they can do it, but if Jin Cheon-hee is added, that is also a problem.

Worst case.

They themselves can’t do it, but if only Jin Cheon-hee can do it, the latest functions will be added to the automatic feeding machine. As the emperor, how can he leave this bastard alone?

You have to catch him and make him work.

‘…okay. Just let me know. only me.’

What did you feel while looking at all the different techniques and techniques?

‘It’s definitely a clan that has maintained the trick of visiting the left island for a long time. Jashi is also a great shaman. There weren’t many different types of techniques.’

For example, Jashi is a primitive magic.

This is a systemized spell.

If what Jashi is doing is like the prototype of all magic and magic techniques, then what they are doing feels like they have been improving it over generations based on that.

Because the uses themselves are different, it is difficult to say which is stronger or weaker.

There will be a lot of difference between drinking skills.

As we climbed the stairs and looked around, all the literary people gasped and said,

“I… arrived… Heo Eok.”

It certainly seemed like their physical strength was weaker than that of the strong players.

To express her gratitude, Jin Cheon-hee took out a water container, cooled it with ice, and handed it to her.

“Oh oh! “I can’t believe you’re using your precious ice ball like this!”

“Thank you indeed! Byeok-Ansinui!”

“As expected, Byukan Shinui is different from the ignorant and arrogant strongmen.”

…What kind of image does Kang Ho-in have to the Mosan faction?

‘okay. There are not many strong people who cool down water during cold weather….’

Martial arts are the spirit and pride of a clan.

It is rare to find people who drink cold water with that spirit and pride.

It’s difficult for modern people to understand, but I feel like I’m drinking water with my ancestors’ genealogy.

In any case, the eyes of the Mosan faction writers began to change as they looked at Jin Cheon-hee.

“Well… if you need anything, please let me know at any time.”

“Ah, yes.”

I only cooled a water bottle, so why did I go this far?

‘I guess it’s just politeness.’

Jin Cheon-hee thought so and entered the sect.

* * *

When I arrived inside the sect, I could feel a considerable amount of spiritual energy flowing through me.

In the center, there was something like an altar for some kind of ceremony, and people could be seen standing there as the axis of the formation.

Even though no one explained the meaning, Jin Cheonhee understood it right away without even realizing it.

‘It appears to be a true formula to seal or eliminate the shadow dragon from earlier.’

I felt it just by looking at it.

At that time, Master Noh comes out to greet Jin Cheon-hee and stops in shock.

“You… no… you’re not a monster… you’re not a foreign body… more than that, you have a sacred feeling. “Are you from heaven?”

Suddenly, you use an extreme honorific and show respect.

What kind of nonsense is this?

Jin Cheon-hee said.

“Uh… I’m Jin Cheon-hee, the Sogakju who came to deliver a message from Baeklin’s Pavilion.”

“Ah ah…. was I mistaken? “What a mistake…”

The old master slapped his forehead and shook his head.

“Oh no. I think I just used too much force and made a mistake. No, isn’t it strange? “If you use too much force, it may be difficult, but your spiritual communication will become more sensitive, but this kind of mistake can happen.”

He looks at Jin Cheonhee for a long time.

‘For some reason, the Mosan faction people seem to keep mistaking me for a hermit or something?’

Moreover, Taoist Master looked at Jin Cheon-hee with confused eyes for a long time.

“?”

When Jin Cheon-hee made eye contact, he shook his head in embarrassment and bowed again.

It was a lighter example than before.

“Welcome. “It is said that the original path is the spirit of this original school.”

‘Well, was this person the one who shot the lightning just now?’

Jin Cheon-hee thought so and bowed together.

“I meet Jang Mun-in, a mountaineer of Yeongseongsan.”

Sanin (山人) is a title usually given to a famous Taoist monk.

Jangmun-in of the Mosan faction, who uses the pen name Yeongseong, is usually called Yeongseongsan-in in the Gangho.

The reason is no different.

This is because if you combine san and yin, you become good (仙).

It contains the meaning of a person before he broke away from life and became a hermit, and also has the meaning of a person who is close to the Zen.

“I just finished work so it’s a bit busy. Thank you for your help. Would you like to go inside?”

“If you invite me, I will be happy to do so.”

Yeongseongsan nodded and stroked his beard as if he was in a better mood.

“Good. good.”

* * *

That’s how we entered Jang Moon-in’s office.

As I went inside and sat down, someone came out and unloaded the car.

However, there was no sign of a human being from the person who brought out the car.

Jin Cheonhee spoke without even looking.

“This… is puppetry.”

I wanted to say, oops.

I’ve only heard the name, but this is my first time actually seeing it.

But without realizing it, I spoke with complete confidence.

On the other hand, the long-faced Yeongseongsanin smiled hollowly, as if he was happy.

“Oh, did you recognize me? If you show this to powerful people, they will at most think you are a wooden person moving in the sparring arena, but it is a completely different technique than that!”

“yes. “The movements are much more precise.”

“You have good eyes. “It’s about instilling spirit into the doll and making it move.”

“It’s similar to Sulje’s.”

When Sulje’s words came out, Yeongseonsanin’s forehead furrowed slightly.

“It’s similar… but the factions are different. As the name suggests, the ghost faction captures and uses ghosts and spirits. There are many side effects, but its power is great and powerful. And it’s Saihada.”

Well, it seems like the two of you don’t get along well.

And even though the same techniques and spells are used, the direction they pursue seems to be different.

‘I didn’t know about this, but this is how I found out.’

The tea brewed by the wooden puppeteers was fragrant.

Of course, it was nothing compared to the first class, but it was still amazing because it was no different from what ordinary people boiled.

‘Is this the 4th industrial revolution of Kangho?’

Modern man had a crazy idea.