Absolute Regression Chapter 672

Episode 672 Why are you doing so well? Why are you doing so well!

Geommuyang was practicing Cheonmahosingong at his residence.
It was a martial art that his younger brother had passed down to him, even breaking the rules. So how could he neglect it? Whenever he had time, he devoted himself solely to practicing Cheonmahosingong.

The swordsman who had been concentrating on his training opened his eyes and stopped practicing the Heavenly Horse Guardian.
He felt that someone had entered the house. In the past, he would have noticed it later, but even though he had only been practicing it for a short time, it was already showing its effects.

When Geommu-geuk entered the room, Geommu-yang was standing by the window.

“Why do young people keep looking out the window?”
“Then only old people look out the window?”
“Young people don’t. They can’t stand it anymore and run away.”
“That’s prejudice.”

Geommugeuk walked over and stood next to Geommuyang.

“What happened?”
“I had a nice meeting with the leader.”

Since the beginning of the martial arts world, has there ever been a time when the leader of the Cheonmasingyo religion met the leader of the martial arts world so easily? My younger brother would probably be the first.

“Are you hungry right now?”

As Geommuyang shook his head, Geommugeuk confirmed it again.

“This is important. You might get so hungry that you can’t hold it in and swallow it.”

What kind of nonsense are you trying to say again? You’re looking at your younger brother with such eyes.

“Well, is this the first time you’ve seen this since you were born?”

Geommu-geuk took out a white bottle from his bosom. The reason he had run so excitedly was inside this bottle. As
Geommu-geuk slowly opened the cork, an indescribably good fragrance flowed out.
Geommu-yang, who was quietly looking into the bottle, was startled.

“Is this Gongcheong Petroleum?”

The sword dance nodded.

“Greetings! You are the leader and lord of the elixir world. You are my poor brother, lord and lord.”

At first, I was overwhelmed by the scent. It was truly the first time in my life that I had smelled such a sweet scent.

“Where did you come from?”

It was a great elixir that even made the blunt swordsman tremble.

“The lord gave me some as a thank you for helping me with this. He told me to split it between you and my brother. He told me to make sure to tell my brother that he was grateful.”

The black cat laughed slyly.

There’s no way that could happen. There’s even less chance that he would ask her to share this precious thing with him.

“I’m done. You drink it.”
“That can’t be. I gave it to you to share.”
“Should I check with the leader?”
“If you don’t believe me, check.”

Of course, I couldn’t confirm it. Because of his personality, Geommuyang wasn’t the type of person to go to the leader and ask, “Did you really ask me to share it?”

“Fine. Even so, you drink it all.”
“If you don’t drink it, hyung, I’ll throw it away.”
“Or whatever.”
“Do you think I can’t do it?”

The sword dance was about to be thrown to the ground.
Of course, it couldn’t be done.

“Oh my, I can’t even pretend to tilt it because I’m afraid it might spill.”

Geommu-geuk held up the bottle with both hands.
Geommu-yang turned back to look out the window.

A younger brother who wants to share public oil?

When did our relationship become like this? It seems like it was only yesterday that I hated him so much that I wanted to kill him. In fact, I still vividly remember the feelings I had back then. That’s why these moments sometimes feel strange.

At that moment, the soft voice of a swordsman was heard from behind.

“I’m scared.”

When Geommuyang looked back, the playfulness had disappeared from Geommugeuk’s face.

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop these guys behind the scenes. As we’ve seen this time, they’ve been preparing for decades, and they’re tenacious. What if a more vicious guy comes out and I can’t handle it?”

Geommuyang, who had been staring at his younger brother for a moment, suddenly spoke.

“Are you fighting alone?”

As if he had been waiting for those words, Geommugeuk held out a bottle of Gongcheongseok Oil.

“So let’s drink together and fight together. I’m not giving it to you for my brother, I’m giving it to you for me. So that you can protect me. If you keep doing this, I’ll give orders as the temporary leader.”

How can I stop a guy who talks like that?
Geommuyang said calmly.

“Then just one drop! No more.”
“Okay. Even if I wanted to give you more, I only have a few drops left.”
“Drink it and leave some for me.”
“I’ll drink it later.”

When Geommuyang reached out his hand, Geommugeuk shook his head and said.

“Open your mouth.”
“What?”
“How can I trust you with this? You said you’d only drink one drop, but what if you drink it all and call it a mistake?”

The black sheep made a dumbfounded expression.

“I won’t eat it.”
“Then you’re admitting that my guess was right. You tried to drink this whole thing and failed.”

Geommuyang glared at Geommu-geuk with an expression that said, “Is this guy really crazy?”
Geommu-geuk shamelessly confronted him.

“If you are innocent, open your mouth.”

Finally, Geommuyang opened his mouth slightly.

“Don’t keep your mouth shut! If you spill anything, we’re ruined.”

After emphasizing this, Geommugeuk tilted the bottle without hesitation.

Knock knock!

Three drops came in succession. When one drop came in, I couldn’t even close my mouth and say anything.
Geommu-geuk shouted at the flustered Geommu-yang.

“Let’s talk later and get moving first!”

Since it was not a situation where he could be stubborn, Geommuyang immediately sat down cross-legged and began to dissolve the medicine.

Geommugeuk poured all the remaining public service oil into his mouth.

Knock! Knock!

There were only two drops of Gongcheongseok Oil left.
So the two brothers sat side by side and absorbed the energy of Gongcheongseok Oil into their bodies.

There was no need for a guardian. Now, the realm of the Sword Dance Theater had reached a point where even if a problem arose, it could temporarily stop dissolving the potion, respond to it, and then start dissolving it again.

Geommuyang was experiencing something new.
Even just one drop would be a tremendous amount of energy, but there were three drops! The blood vessels opened up simultaneously as they felt the enormous energy that they had never felt before.

Following the flow of true energy, the energy of Gongcheongseokyu began to melt into the blood vessels.

Saaaaah, saaaaah!

Every time I melted it, a powerful energy was transmitted through my blood vessels. The thrill of that moment was indescribable.

The swordsman carefully but boldly melted the energy.
When all three drops of the public spirit oil were absorbed, the energy ran fiercely through his blood vessels.

It was a gallop. A gallop of immense power like nothing I had ever experienced before.

The energy that had been running wildly gathered into the dantian and merged with the existing internal energy.
The next moment!
The magnificent internal energy that filled the dantian as if it were exploding spread joy on Geommuyang’s face. He felt a greater joy now than any pleasure he had ever felt in relation to martial arts.

After calmly concentrating his internal energy, Geommuyang opened his eyes.
His dantian was overflowing with magnificent internal energy, and his eyes had become clearer and deeper. His body felt light, and his skin seemed to glow. He could vividly feel that he had become stronger.

The efficacy of Gongqingseoyoo was not limited to simply increasing internal energy. It also cleansed the blood vessels and made internal energy more pure.

First, Geommu-geuk, who had finished his fortune, was looking at himself.
It seemed like he had been waiting without even breathing deeply until he finished his fortune.

“Are you going to finish it?”

I couldn’t deny this. It was really awesome.
Geommuyang nodded silently and asked.

“Why did you give me three drops?”
“Damn it! Do you think I wanted to give it to you? My hand slipped.”

The swordsman made a furious expression.

“I would rather drop my sword while fighting the enemy.”

It was nonsense. There was no way that the sword dance couldn’t control it, so I had planned to give it three drops from the beginning. I got beat by that guy again.

“It was fortunate that there were at least two drops left. If it had all poured out, I would have split open my brother’s stomach.”

Instead of being colorful, Geommugeuk took on the role of a villain.

“Do you think I would have let you live in the fight for succession? You’ll have a hard time for the rest of your life taking care of your younger brother. Be prepared.”

Geommuyang didn’t say thank you. Three drops of Gongcheongseok Oil weren’t enough to support this guy.

The swordsman suddenly stood up from his seat.

“Let’s go out.”
“Where?”
“We’ve come to Muhan, so we have to check out the market.”

The moment I was about to say that I didn’t like Geommuyang, Geommugeuk was one step faster.

“We’ve come this far, so we need to buy a present for father. Aren’t you going to buy one for your brother? Oh my, our poor father who only likes his eldest son, when will he ever get a present for his eldest son…….”

Before the conversation could get any longer, Geommuyang stood up from his seat.

* * *

The street in front of the headquarters of the Murim Alliance was crowded with people.

Shops lined up on both sides of the street, and vendors with stalls were soliciting customers with hoarse voices.
There were countless pedestrians passing by.

In that complicated street, Geommu-geuk and Geommu-yang appeared.
Geommu-geuk showed his face and walked around, but Geommu-yang was wearing a bamboo hat.

“Brother, who isn’t watching? No, why don’t you take a look?”

But Geommuyang didn’t take off his bamboo hat. In the infinite, Mine revealing his face and striding around was something only his younger brother could do.

“Have we ever walked down the street like this together? Is this the first time?”

When I went on a trip with my father, I walked the streets with him. Today, I’m walking with my brother. Will there ever come a day when the three of us can walk together?

I thought he would just walk forward, but surprisingly, he walked while looking around here and there.

It looks like you’re really choosing a gift for your father.

At that moment, a vendor from a dumpling cart shouted loudly.

“Try the dumplings that you won’t know will die even if you eat them together!”

At those words, Geommugeuk looked back at his brother and said.

“It’s hard to kill, so I don’t think it’ll taste like that. But should I try it?”

Geommugeuk dragged his brother over there.
He ordered a plate of dumplings and tasted them. They were pretty tasty for street food.

“Have you ever tried buying food on the street?”

Then, Geommuyang shook his head.

“How do you feel?”
“Do you want to kill one and eat it quietly?”

Geommugeuk laughed out loud. It was a precious joke of a brother, so I had to laugh out loud.

While eating dumplings, the two looked around.

People fighting while bargaining, a woman running with food in her bowl, children running after a candy vendor, and pedestrians avoiding men carrying loads on their backs.

Geommuyang saw it then. Geommugeuk was smiling while looking at them.

Looking at a life that he had never paid attention to in his entire life, what was so good about his younger brother that he was smiling like that?

Geommugeuk put the last remaining dumpling in his mouth.

“Since the public oil was taken away, I have to eat this.”

The blacksmith laughed in vain.
The two of them started walking again.

As he walked down the street, Geommuyang looked at a store.
Geommugeuk felt that his brother’s gaze was different from when he looked at other places. It was a store that sold musical instruments.

“Let’s go in and take a look.”

As Geommu-geuk entered first, Geommu-yang followed him in.

“Brother, do you know any instrument?”
“No.”

For someone like that, the way he looked at this place was different.

“Right. What kind of instrument would you play? If I have no sense of music, I’m sure you have no sense of music either. I’ve never seen my father play a musical instrument either. It’s all in our blood, it’s in our blood! We know how to kill people!”

Just then, I heard a sound from behind.
I turned around in surprise and saw Geommuyang start to play the danso.
As he blew air into the danso, a beautiful sound flowed out.
The melody spread through the surrounding noise.

Geommugeuk opened his eyes wide.
He wasn’t just blowing. His brother was playing the song properly.

I was really surprised because I never dreamed that my brother could play an instrument.

It was a moment that made me realize once again how difficult it is to really know someone, no matter how hard you try to see them.

Was it because I thought that my brother’s feelings were contained in this melody? It was so good to hear.

When the performance ended, applause erupted from behind. When I turned around, I saw people who had stopped walking and gathered at the entrance of the store.

Geommugeuk shouted at his brother.

“What? Why are you so good? Why are you so good!”

The owner of the music store also expressed surprise.

“Your performance is excellent.”

Geommuyang went out, perhaps feeling burdened by the people gathered outside and the owner’s compliments.

Geommugeuk quickly bought a short sword and followed his brother.

“Why did you buy that?”
“Because my brother said it, the price of this short story has already gone up a thousand times. And I don’t know if I’ll ever need it again.”

When Geommuyang looked at him and asked what he was talking about, Geommugeuk changed the subject.

“People look different. If you just lay the corpses of your enemies on the ground and blow the short horn while your hair flutters in the wind, it’s great! It’s great! All the women will fall!”
“They’ll fall because they’re scared.”

It was just then.

Rattling.

As the cart passed by, mud splashed on Hyung’s pants.
But Geommuyang paid no attention and kept walking.

“I really thought a bloody storm was going to blow and the Infinite Market would be wiped out.”

The black sheep that had been walking ahead of the empty talk laughed silently.
Black sheep could feel it. His brother was enjoying this moment too.

Yeah, go around smiling like that. How nice to see you?

The sword dance drama was so enjoyable to spend time with my brother.

The two looked around. Geommu-geuk brought up the topic of a gift for his father, but Geommu-yang was the one who was looking for something more serious.
However, there was no gift that he particularly liked.

Geommugeuk lifted up his pajamas and asked.

“How about the Infinite Flower Pattern Pajamas?”

Geommu-geuk shook his head at Geommu-yang’s gaze, which asked if he was in his right mind.

“Oh, I haven’t seen you, hyung.”

The swordsman quietly put down his pajamas.

“No, that’s okay. My brother will be shocked.”

As he was walking down the street again, Geommuyang’s gaze stopped at one place.
An old painter was sitting there, drawing portraits of people passing by.

For some reason, Geommuyang walked over there and sat down in front of the painter.
Geommu-geuk followed him with a surprised expression and asked.

“Why are you like this? People are scary.”

My brother was someone who never had to sit in a place like this in his entire life.

“You sit down too.”
“Me too?”

Geommugeuk was even more surprised and sat down next to his brother.

Are you sure you want to leave a picture of yourself with me?

As if it were true, Geommuyang took off his bamboo hat for the first time since coming to the market.
After revealing his face like that, he spoke to the painter.

“Please draw it together. I’ll pay you more, so draw it as well as you can.”

The painter began to play with his brush with utmost care.
Geommu-geuk looked at his brother with a surprised face.

It’s amazing that we can draw together, but you want me to draw well?

“Who are you? Where did my brother go and why are you acting like he’s my brother?”

Despite the pranks of the sword dance, the expression on the sword dance girl’s face didn’t change at all. And to make matters worse,

“I’m going to make this picture into a scroll.”
“What?”

Geommuyang said something unexpected.

“I’ll make it and give it to my father.”
“!”

Only then did Geommugeuk realize his brother’s intentions. This was the gift he was going to give to his father.

Because there is no greater gift to a father than a picture of his brothers together.

“They say there’s no younger sibling as smart as your older brother. Were you always this smart?”
“Look ahead.”

The black sheep added bluntly.

“That ugly face will be drawn strangely.”