Chronicles of the Demon Faction Chapter 841

Side story 191. In the purple lightning (1)

“… … .”

My eyes opened naturally.

It was as if I had just woken up from a deep sleep. My body ached here and there as if I had been hit with a club, but that actually made me feel alive.

“Are you awake?”

Lee Cheon-sang turned his head.

He saw the White Bone God with his back to the window and his arms crossed. It was clear that he had known that he would wake up by now.

“Here?”

“This is my residence. Is this your first time coming into my room, I guess?”

“okay.”

Lee Cheon-sang looked down at his hands.

My body felt light and heavy at the same time. I guess I lost a lot of weight because I had been lying down for a long time.

The White Bone God said, knowing his mind.

“I lay there as if dead for five days.”

“It was long.”

“The good news is that my physical condition isn’t bad. Still, it’s a good idea to drink some water first.”

There was a bowl of water on a small table right next to the bed.

Lee Cheon-sang drank the water in silence. It was a moderately lukewarm temperature, so it was easy to drink.

While drinking, Lee Cheon-sang thought about his dream.

‘It was a strange dream.’

Pocheon, Hyeolhwa, Jeokbong, and even Geumgang Yacha and Muyeongmugoong.

A dream that shows the moment when different martial arts are created, or their completed form?

Perhaps it was a truly meaningless dream. Among the magics, there are some that transcend common sense, such as being able to see a thousand miles away in an instant or to separate a space from a person’s perception, but Lee Cheon-sang thought that it was impossible to look into the past.

The reason he thought that way even though he didn’t know the magic was because he had some understanding of the truth of nature.

Martial arts and sorcery are different in type, but they are not very different in that they are based on energy.

I heard that fortune tellers who are possessed by magic can tell the future by looking at grains of rice or the hexagrams on wooden boards. However, the future can change at any time. There is no such thing as a definite future.

Even if you had the ability to predict the future with god-like powers, you would not be able to see it as vividly as reality. That was the case in the common sense of the two heavens.

Not being able to see the future means not being able to see the past.

Lee Cheon-sang thought that the dream he had was an illusion created by his subconscious.

“It’s still not enough.”

“yes?”

“You’re saying it’s not enough, you.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

The White Bone God said in a somewhat stern voice.

“You should have checked your energy first since you lost consciousness and regained consciousness. Neither the weapon in your hand nor the water to quench your thirst have priority over your energy.”

“… … !”

“Remember, you must always check your Qi first. You must check at every moment how your body is, how different the Qi you have cultivated is from before. That is the first thing.”

It was an enlightening word.

Lee Cheon-sang nodded and checked his physical condition.

‘… …?!’

His eyes shook slightly.

The White Bone God said in a subdued voice.

“It’s quite different, isn’t it? From before I collapsed.”

“This is… … .”

“It’s going to be tight, right now.”

It’s not that close.

It seemed like I couldn’t move even a single bit of my internal energy.

To be exact, I thought that I could control my bets based on my intentions, but I shouldn’t control them rashly. If I made a wrong move, all the internal energy dormant in my dantian would spread out of my body and disappear.

“Your spirit… … .”

The White Bone God who was about to speak quickly closed his mouth.

I saw strong concentration in the figure of Lee Cheon-sang, who was sitting with his eyes closed.

The White Bone God smiled without realizing it.

‘That concentration is truly the greatest of all time.’

Moreover, it was not simply a matter of examining the lower abdomen.

The sensitive magic of the White Bone God Demon informed his master that the two heavenly beings were scanning the middle and upper levels.

‘If you teach one, you will learn two or three more. If you teach students like that, it will be quite rewarding.’

Of course, Baekgolshinma had no intention of taking Lee Cheon-sang as his disciple. Even if he was a more talented person than Lee Cheon-sang, he would not take him as his disciple.

After a while.

“… … That’s strange.”

“Have you checked everything?”

“Yes.”

Lee Cheon-sang said in a calm voice.

“A lot of things are gone except for the suspension.”

The blood vessels that had struck the sturdy outer wall of the upper chamber disappeared without a trace.

It is not as solid as it used to be. The original upper elixir of energy was still there, but since there was no wall, it was wandering around here and there as it pleased.

It was like this even before I learned the Blood Elemental, but once the barrier disappeared, I wondered how I could have walked around like this. It felt like it would burst out between my eyebrows and my energy would disappear at any moment.

The Jungdanjeon, which was sturdily built as a six-sided square, was not at all damaged. If the outer wall of the Jungdanjeon had disappeared, the Samdanjeon would have gone wild.

The lower tian was similar to the upper tian in that it was also unstable.

However, in the case of the upper abdomen, the solid outer wall simply disappeared, but the lower abdomen was different.

There is also a form called Danjeon, and powerful internal energy is breathing within it. However, the nature of that internal energy has changed.

‘It’s transparent. So transparent that it looks like it could evaporate at any moment.’

If my previous internal energy was like transparent water, my current internal energy was similar to air.

It was the same as before in that it had no properties. However, if I moved rashly, it seemed like this transparent energy would disintegrate or turn into a single color.

And the moment I got the hang of it, I thought I would no longer be able to use various magical techniques like I used to.

“Isn’t it different? Your lower dantian energy.”

“Yes.”

“Your internal energy in the past was attributeless. You had incredible freedom even though you hadn’t even awakened the ultimate demon. The reason you were able to use all kinds of magical powers was because of your extraordinary ability to use the upper class, as well as your special characteristics that were different from others.”

“… … .”

“But not now. Right now, your lower energy is not just attributeless, it’s just nothing. It exists perfectly, but it’s also nothing.”

“Why on earth… … ?”

“Why did you change like that?”

The White Bone God shook his head.

“I don’t know about that. I thought I had some knowledge of magic, but this is the first time I’ve seen something like that. Of course, this is also the first time I’ve seen someone like you.”

I didn’t even know how I had honed my inner strength without any attributes. Perhaps I didn’t even know it myself.

The thing that I didn’t understand the most was the upper body.

‘It’s still amazing. How did they make such a huge upper chamber… . . ‘

It was almost as big as a master who had awakened the ultimate demon. Moreover, the divine spirit that was living and breathing inside it had a quality and fragrance that matched its size.

So it was weird.

Without a perfectly controllable outer wall, dense aura can actually be toxic to humans.

You can run wild and invade the middle of the battle, turning you into a madman, or you can destroy your emotions and turn into a doll that can’t feel anything.

Or, the divine energy may activate on its own, causing you to see wandering ghosts, or you may be able to see the past and future mixed up by intertwining with the weather energy.

Furthermore, they may become idiots, and in severe cases, they may even open the Baekhoe (百會), a passageway for heavenly energy, and force the soul that has settled there to ascend to heaven. In other words, they die.

‘Looking at his appearance so far, his upper body energy must have entered the middle body and tore or sucked out all the middle body energy stored inside.’

Once the upper body, which is not controlled by will, opens a path and moves, from then on, it will only go on that path.

However, no matter how you look at it, Lee Cheon-sang’s mid-range sword was strong. If the upper-level spirit went berserk, even a strong mid-range sword would be easily pierced, but in Lee Cheon-sang’s case, there seemed to be no trace of that.

‘You’ve restored the broken suspension again? Is that possible?’

It could be possible. If you are born with luck.

‘No, it’s possible even if you receive a shock that makes you lose your mind. If the upper energy is almost gone, the middle energy will move to fill it.’

Qi (氣) basically has a healing property. The same goes for the danjeon.

‘But that’s just a theory. I’ve never heard of a legendary story of someone actually recovering their danjeon that way.’

For better or worse, he was truly an extraordinary man.

“Now that you’ve come to your senses, put aside your worries about the future and take care of your body first. In particular, you should take good care of your upper tian. If you’re not careful, something disastrous could happen.”

To Lee Cheon-sang, or to all of us.

The White Bone God turned around.

“I’ll bring you some snacks. Lie down.”

“Who are you?”

“hmm?”

The eyes of the White Bone God Demon, who looked back at Icheonsang, deepened.

Yi Cheon-sang’s eyes were staring at the Seven Nights painting hanging on the wall.

“Who is the original owner of that sword?”

“… … .”

“It won’t be the previous sect leader.”

“Why do you think so?”

“… … .”

“It’s a sword made over three hundred years ago. A person’s lifespan cannot keep up with his. The sword’s owner has changed constantly.”

“… … .”

“Before it fell into your hands, the owner of that sword was clearly the previous sect leader.”

“Why did you give me that precious weapon, sir?”

The White Bone God laughed bitterly.

“well.”

“If he is the previous leader, he is a special person to you. Wouldn’t it be strange for someone like him to give the sword he left behind to a warrior from the outside world like me?”

“Is that strange?”

“Isn’t it?”

“You’ve changed a lot. When I first saw you, I wouldn’t have thought it was strange.”

Lee Cheon-sang paused.

What the White Bone God was saying was right. When I first met the White Bone God, I wasn’t as accustomed to human emotions as I am now.

At that time, I would have tried to find out the intention behind giving this sword. But now, I think of the friendship between the White Bone Demon and the previous cult leader and think it is strange.

It was a reaction that would have been impossible without knowing about relationships and emotions between people.

Lee Cheon-sang couldn’t deny the words of Baekgol Shinma that he had changed a lot.

“Even if you ask, I don’t really have an answer. I gave it to you because it was worth giving. Thanks to it, you saved your life, so isn’t that enough?”

“Is that so?”

“Honestly, I didn’t expect you to peel off the skeletal shell so quickly. I thought you might never be able to do it again. You certainly have something beyond my expectations.”

“… … .”

“Rest and calm your mind.”

“Let me ask you one more question.”

“You’ve just woken up, so you have a lot to wonder about. So, what is it?”

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes deepened.

“Has there ever been a heavenly demon who held and swung that sword?”

The White Bone God, who had been quietly watching him, nodded his head heavily.

“That’s right.”

“Who are you?”

“Mencius, who made the name of our school known throughout the world after the first investigator and the four generations.”

“… … .”

“That sword is the beloved weapon of the strongest Heavenly Demon of all time, who led the greatest golden age in the history of the Shinsei sect and whose military power was evaluated to be superior to that of the first Investiture Master.”

Strength entered Lee Cheon-sang’s hands.

“Seo Do-gang, one of the Seven Heavenly Demons.”

“Yes, that sword is the Black Demon-dyed Night Sword, the beloved weapon of the Seven Heavenly Demons that created legendary anecdotes at the time. It is a rare sword commonly known as the Seven Night Sword.”

“… … .”

“If it’s too hard to handle, you can return it.”

Lee Cheon-sang looked at the Seven Nights in silence.

The White Bone God smiled and left the room.

How much time has passed?

“… … It wasn’t a dream.”