Chapter 68 – Heavenly Demonic Church (8)
Kim Mu-gong, who raised his body and checked his body, felt puzzled.
‘Light.’
Obviously, the body rotated dozens of times and fell to the ground as it was, but it felt much more comfortable than before. It was like getting a high-end massage.
‘It can’t be.’
It seems to have recovered while lying down as durability increased. Kim Mu-gong couldn’t think of anything else.
“Disciple, you are fine now.”
Watching Chen Wei-gang, Kim Mu-gong made an exaggerated gesture.
“Don’t be frivolous.”
“Yep.”
“Tsk, I will start teaching right away, so come here. I’ll call you first.”
Chen Wei-gang recited a gujian in a low voice. Closing his eyes, Kim Moo-gong focused on the ball game. After a long training session, Chen Wei-gang waited for a while.
Even Chen Wei-gang did not expect to memorize the difficult phrase of Kungon Daenai at once.
“I memorized everything.”
However, Kim Mu-gong immediately deviated from Cheon Wi-gang’s expectations.
“You have a good memory.”
“Your brain is a little weird. Only the memory for martial arts is so good that it is excellent.”
In fact, even Kim Moo-gong himself did not expect this. When Chen Wei-gang constantly chanted Gu-gyeol, he tried to give up memorizing it right away, but it strangely stuck in his head. Whenever he thought about the ball game, he immediately thought of it, as if pulling up stored information from somewhere.
“Recite it.”
Soon, the phrase of the age of Konkon Daenai flowed from Kim Mu-gong’s mouth. Every timeheheard the chant, Chen Weigang’s pupils widened.
‘He’s a genius.’
He didn’t look that smart at first glance, but Kim Mu-gong was a ‘genius’ when it came to martial arts. A genius who never lacks even when compared to Cheon Ha-yeon. Chen Wei-kang was pleased with that fact.
‘You’re doing one name value. They said it was martial arts.’
A smirk leaked from between his lips. Unexpectedly, there was a disciple blessing. Mu-gong Kim, who had finished reciting the gu-gyeol before he knew it, tilted his head.
“Master?”
“It is perfect. I guess I can pass on everything about Konkondaenai.”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
“You shouldn’t be arrogant. There is no end to the path of nothing.”
“Yes. I know. Teacher Cheon Ha-yeon… When you look at me, your arrogance disappears.”
It’s not particularly inferior to Cheon Ha-yeon.
Chen Wei-gang swallowed the sudden thought.
Sometimes it was necessary to hide the truth.
“They instinctively use the double graft.”
“I learned it by beating the warriors of the Blood Religion.”
In actual combat, there are classes that show extreme concentration and jump over martial arts in an instant. Usually, there are many times when it is only a short-term rise, but it is enough to embody it in the body so far.
‘He’s the type that gets stronger in real combat.’
Kim Mu-gong’s disposition was vaguely graspable. Chen Weigang gradually adjusted the direction of training.
“To put it simply, Geongondaenai is a martial art that handles all the tricks of saryangbalcheongeun and ihwa grafting. It can be said that it is a martial art that specializes in defense rather than attack.”
“Understand.”
Kim Moo Gong silently nodded his head.
The Saryangbalcheongeun subdues a large force with a small force.
Divide graft that changes the direction of force.
It was similar to Taijiquan, but much more sobering.
“Good night. Casting requires a lot of energy and physical potential, but you seem to have all of them. Watch carefully from now on and follow along. All you have to do is keep repeating the phrase in your heart.”
In line with Chen Wei-gang’s Geongon Daenai, Kim Mu-gong meticulously imitated the movements.
‘…This.’
Although he didn’t show it, Chen Wei-gang was shocked as he glanced at Kim Mu-gong.
Geongondaenai is one of the most difficult martial arts of the Protestant religion.
However, Kim Mu-gong was embodying Geongondaenai, albeit clumsily. The subtlety of the hand gestures became more and more sophisticated. I got used to it quickly, like water soaking into a sponge.
He was a disciple because of the Heavenly Maiden, but this was a result that far exceeded expectations.
‘Perhaps.’
There are times when the military officer of the Hyungyeong often comes up with a ‘feeling’ close to the future, and now was that time.
I don’t know if it’s possible for Kim Moo-gong to get out of the time limit.
Such an intuition flashed through Chen Wei-gang’s mind as if out of the blue.
Cheon Wi-gang, who was staring at Kim Moo-gong in a trance-like state, quietly moved away.
I was afraid that having myself next to me would also get in the way.
Like that.
Not knowing that Cheonwigang had disappeared, Kim Mu-gong continued to practice Geongondaenai for a while.
Soon, as the eyes that had been half-opened widened, Mu-gong Kim’s consciousness emerged as reality.
“Master?”
I don’t even know how much he trained. When he came to his senses, he was left alone in Cheonma-dong.
Even though I have squeezed my body and internal energy to the limit, I feel that my body balance has improved.
‘Is this why he passed on the Kungondaenai?’
Just as Taijiquan is famous for its curative methods, Kungondaenai seemed to have similar benefits. It was a martial art appropriate for herself as a time-limited woman.
Kim Mu-gong, who was leisurely looking around the surrounding scenery, moved his steps to the research dictionary.
It was a place where the ancestral tablets of the Heavenly Demons of successive times were enshrined, but the cold feeling of the wooden floor touching the feet and the pleasant smell of incense.
It was the perfect place to calm the mind and body exhausted from training.
Starting with Sicheonma, Kim Moo-gong, who had been observing the ancestral tablets of successive heavenly horses one by one, focused his attention on one place.
‘…No way.’
One of the tablets.
The name of an unexpected person was written on it.
Cheonwujin, the twelfth leader of the Heavenly Demon Goddess Church, is the head of Suramaje.
That was the name of the person who created the Heavenly Demon Goddess.
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Cheonhwajeon (天火殿).
Located on a low hill, Cheonhwajeon boasted a different appearance from most other halls.
Inside the well-manicured large gardens, a grand mansion was nestled.
Reminiscent of the mansions of old European aristocrats, this place was prepared as the dwelling place of a minor Protestant leader.
In addition to the main mansion where the young master stayed, there were buildings and warehouses where servants stayed nearby. Five or six auxiliary buildings were located on the site.
In addition, on the outskirts of the site, there was a living space for Ma Yeong-sura, an escort under the direct control of the small school owner, and this alone reminded me of a Moorim group.
The interior of the mansion, where you can guess the status of Protestantism.
Perhaps out of consideration for Cheon Ha-yeon’s personality, who doesn’t like loud things, there were hardly any people around.
Not only that, but it was also the Heavenly Demon’s will not to show her life as a woman to many people.
Again and again.
Cheon Ha-yeon’s footsteps echoed in the long hallway that ran through the center of the mansion.
Soon, Cheon Ha-yeon arrived at the large door engraved with two dragons and opened her mouth.
“Bite someone.”
After confirming that the women belonging to Honghwagak, who were managing Cheonhwajeon in the dark, had disappeared, Cheon Ha-yeon went inside.
A place full of ivory and jade colors occupied Cheon Ha-yeon’s field of view. Inside the uselessly wide and splendid bathtub, hot steam rose.
Lightly washing her body, Chen Ha-yeon slowly dipped her body into the tub in her center, starting with her toes.
Click-
The body is naturally relaxed in the hot water.
A fragrant smell wafted from the huge bathtub that could easily fit dozens of people.
“Ha….”
In her tired mood, Cheon Ha-yeon exhaled her breath mixed with heat.
Golden waves rippled through the red petals floating in the bathtub.
Staring blankly at her own hair floating above her water surface, Tian Ha Yan recalled the words she had heard from her magician.
‘Time limit.’
That’s also Kim Moo-gong.
Even though she knew she shouldn’t be like this, Cheon Ha-yeon couldn’t bear to keep having bad thoughts.
The more she tried to stop, the more vividly the scene she saw on the deserted island kept dominating her mind.
Cheon Ha-yeon looked down at her.
A strong naked body was reflected between the rippling waves.
‘…’
Chun Ha-yeon’s hand unconsciously went between her legs. She slowly ran her finger over the smooth, smooth place without any pubic hair.
Just like Mu-gong Kim did when he was caressing Midsummer.
Starting with the light pink outer layer, she gently played his hand. Maybe it’s because he’s in the water, or because he’s never done it, he’s not as good as he thought.
Instinctively, I grabbed his chest and gently rubbed his pink nipples. Chun Ha-yeon’s nipples protruded a little more than usual when she was excited by the memory of their affair.
“I’m sorry…!”
Perhaps because I gripped her so intensely, pain and pleasure rushed in at the same time from the bouncing chest.
“Ha….”
An involuntary moan escaped from between his lips. She hurriedly shut herself up, blocking out the sounds around her.
While thinking that this shouldn’t be the case, Cheon Ha-yeon imagined in his head the touch of Kim Mu-gong and brought his hand to the labia majora. Because she was so excited, Cheon Ha-yeon could tell that even though she was underwater, the juice was flowing out.
As Cheon Ha-yeon rubbed the clip little by little and pointed her finger inward, she felt a narrow gap.
It was such a small hole that not even one of his fingers could fit through it.
‘How can I go to a place like this…’
I couldn’t even imagine that a huge object like that of Mu-gong Kim could fit into such a narrow hole.
As a pure maiden, Tian Ha Yan was reluctant to put even one of her fingers in.
Moreover, for Cheon Ha-yeon, who did not usually masturbate, just rubbing her clitoris with her fingers was enough intense stimulation.
As she masturbated, her reddened face shimmered in the water, which further heightened Tian Ha-yeon’s excitement.
“Haagh…!”
Chun Ha-yeon, who had put her hands between his thighs and touched them until the steam thickened and completely obscured his vision, unknowingly let out a shrill moan and squeezed his thighs and toes tightly together. The intense pleasure that comes with reaching her climax dominated her brain. She looked down at her blankly for a while, then Chun Ha-yeon let out a long sigh and brought her to her senses.
‘…That’s crazy.’
After she enjoyed it for a long time, what came over her was a sense of shame like a storm. To think that she masturbated imagining the touch of Kim Mu-gong.
‘What a vulgar…’
At the time of the saintess who suddenly came over her, Cheon Ha-yeon quietly dived holding her legs like a fetus. Not to see her face.
Bubbling bubbling-
Eventually, along with her long blonde hair, only water bubbles, drop by drop, floated to the surface of the water.
