Refining the mother’s womb
‘How do I get this out? Can I hold it in my hand?’
Loca was stunned. This is the space in your heart. A place where your thoughts come true.
As much as it had to be done, the girl ignorantly thought about her big hand. I tried to grab the shiny mother’s womb in the shape of a young paddle (令牌) and grab it with my imaginary hand.
“Ugh!”
An embarrassed voice came out of his mouth. The hand just passed through the mother’s womb meaninglessly, as if it had caught an illusion. If that mother had also been created by her imagination, she would have been able to get her hands on it. Because what is created with one’s own thoughts moves according to one’s own thoughts.
However, it is the mark of himself left by the best swordsman of all time. It is an object created by condensing the minds of others. Of course, he doesn’t act the way he thinks. Moan, the girl was in trouble.
‘You have to take that out. How do I get it out?’
Leaving everything else aside, he realized that other people’s feelings were in his heart.
This is worse than I imagined. The self is the power of the pure mind that is not left behind. Even if it’s a gift, it’s gritty to be gritty.
Aside from making the Tao, once I saw something like that, I wanted to get it out somehow. It was like a piece of meat stuck between them. But how do I get it out?
‘Magic is… ok.’
Rocca, who was trying to engulf her magic, opened her eyes. It is a forced awakening from meditation with a natural vitality in the body. groan The child swallowed a moan.
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Magical power cannot be taken into the world of the mind. When you draw magic power, your real self becomes full of power, but there is no change in it. Then good. just do it like this
‘I use Tanseoganggi… I use Tanseoganggi… I use Tanseoganggi…’
I closed my eyes and decided to use my magic power in the dream world through self-suggestion and self-hypnosis. What can’t you do in a dream? You can go to the moon and rule the world.
That much magical power can be used in real life as well. If you can’t use it in a dream, that’s even weirder. Because you already know how to use it, and understand all the principles.
It’s strange that you can’t do things in your imagination that you’ve already mastered in reality. Fantasies allow you to do things that you cannot do in reality.
Soon, the Tanseo Ganggi roared threateningly. The wolf’s image inside Roka ran wildly and swallowed the mother’s womb. But the moment it swallowed the mother’s womb, it screamed like a dog with its tail down.
– Gyegaeng!
The moment it reached the mother’s womb, the strong magical energy was shattered and decomposed and began to be reduced to the purest magic power. Rocca rolled her eyes. I couldn’t figure out how this was possible.
No, it’s strange to follow the principle. Isn’t this a world of meditation?
Whatever is going on in your mind, it may be more foolish to dig into each one. But is it a good thing to pass it on so easily?
‘What the hell?’
He reached out for the magic that had returned to its purest form, but the magic refused to gather in the form of tanseoganggi. Obviously there is magic there, but it doesn’t live up to my will. Ignoring myself completely, I draw a huge flow and move around.
“Did you say The mind can change reality.”
Startle. Loka’s eyes widened at the voice she heard in the real world. Urban sat down on the cushion and closed his eyes and continued.
“It is the pinnacle of the purest mind. Just as strong magic can affect a weak mind, even a strong mind can wield weak magic at will.”
If you deal with Magi, a type of magic, for too long, your mindset will change like a normal demon. Unknowingly and unknowingly, the mind invades and transforms into the properties of magical powers.
However, when a person with a really strong mind accepts a magical energy, that magic energy is transformed by the mind and changes into a different attribute of magic. Each can influence each other.
“How do you know that?”
I knew the answer without even having to listen.
I thought it was happening in my mind, but it wasn’t just happening in my mind.
“Ah, my magic power…!”
“You, you were just wearing a magic magnifier all over your body. Behind you was a wolf figure roaring. Whatever you were doing in your mind, don’t assume that it doesn’t affect reality.”
The magical power of the body was greatly reduced. The magical energy around him filled the gap, but for a moment I felt a sense of weakness. I thought I had consumed magic in my mind, but I actually consumed it.
However, in the process of completely scattering Tanseoganggi, it was as if he realized something. The child closed his eyes once more and went into meditation. The blue wolf appeared again and roared.
Kyareung!
Both eyes flashed with the light of the sun and moon respectively. The wolf once again swallowed the womb. There is no exception this time. The moment it is swallowed, it shatters into pieces.
However, there is something very faintly felt the moment the magic power is swayed by the mind and disappears. very familiar. so natural.
I couldn’t even think of using it alone without magic.
His own mind was there.
In the first place, the strength of one’s own magical power is like the essence of life created by one human being.
All the joys and sorrows and resolutions I have experienced in my life. And it was born from the consolidation of the mind. The reason that the normal strength and the strength of your own magic strength are different is because the heart is in them.
Since your own mind exists here, can’t you just call it your own magical power?
Since he can use such a thing, he who has reached the end is called a Master, isn’t it?
– Hey. Refine your magic with your heart. If magic is water, the mind is a vessel. Water also changes according to the shape of the vessel called the heart. It’s second-rate if you can move magic with your own mind, even if you don’t have to use a magic circuit.
There are so many things that I remember a word I forgot. If you think about it, Heron was telling the right answer from the beginning. He was just digging in the wrong place, not knowing that he was the right answer.
‘mind!’
Everything has an order. No one can change the heavens and the earth with their hearts from birth.
Everyone starts by training their own body. A strong mind resides in a strong body.
The next step is magic. When I become stronger by cultivating magical powers, my mind also becomes stronger in proportion to it.
Then, the mind eventually becomes strong enough to cross the threshold, and becoming independent from the body and magical powers is the first class Heron thinks of. In his view, the body is a pupa that a person must someday overcome, and magic is the nutrient that transforms the pupa into a butterfly.
Judging by that majestic standard, the realm that humans call a Master is only the beginning of the second wave.
These are people who stick to the existing method even though they need to realize the power of the mind by breaking away from the way of growing up so far.
Training your magic and body is ultimately creating a bed for your mind. Ultimately, growing a bed isn’t a heron’s path, at least.
Of course, there is no guarantee that the path of others is not correct. But the proven answer is right in front of us. The wolf, who had glimpsed the Heron’s way, was desperate and did not try to find another way.
‘Even if the Tanseoganggi is broken, I still have something left.’
Gathering all the remaining magical power, it creates the shape of a giant wolf and swallows it. The moment he bit his mother’s womb, his teeth splintered and his jawline shattered.
No matter how strong the tanseoganggi is, it cannot overcome the fundamental gap and returns it to pure magic. But there are some things that remain unchanged. Even if the magical power is lost, there are things that light up their presence for a short time.
‘The pure heart that remains in its place without being decomposed!’
Since he doesn’t have the ability to deal only with the power of his mind without magic, he has no choice but to mobilize his mind by using such ignorant techniques. While his own magical force was being crushed, a wolf like a small puppy jumped out of the collapsing magical force and bit the mother’s womb.
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Maybe it’s like an illusion that doesn’t feel any magical power.
The moment they swallowed their mother’s womb, their hearts touched each other. mind went dark flew far away I looked into the life contained in the mother’s womb.
The girl is a dark age on the continent where all countries fought a fierce battle five hundred years ago.
It was the most chaotic period of war.
*****
Tough times are always rushed. In the era of continental warfare, each country repeated biting and holding hands. That alone was a difficult time, even a drought.
In a difficult world, everyone is having a hard time. My father was killed by an arrow while serving on the battlefield, and his body was never transported. A few pennies from the compensation were swallowed by the conscripts.
The mother tried to make a living in the midst of sorrow, but the law of heaven was truly cruel. No matter how hard a person tries, if they go against the will of heaven, their efforts will not only be in vain, but their lives will be lost. In a terrible drought, no one offered to give me a grain of grain.
They tried to get something to eat, but it was difficult for everyone to find something to put in their mouths. Everyone sympathized with this hat, but couldn’t throw a penny away. They had three noses.
While running to find work somehow, he fell ill. Even though he collapsed, he smiled in front of his son, wondering if he would be worried. However, it was impossible for the boy to know his mother’s heart.
‘What is the principle of heaven?’
The boy who grew up watching all of that looked up at the sky whenever he had time. He clenched his fists like fern, but he couldn’t tell.
Why is the world so cruel? The boy wanted to know why.
The day his mother died, the boy dug with both hands. The shovel had already been sold to others for a long time. He didn’t even ask for a loan. Now the boy didn’t trust anyone.
I buried my mother, set up a burial mound, and organized my belongings. The only remaining Gasan in the house was visible.
The last thing my father left behind. So, selling everything else was an exception. He carried the iron sword he had prepared for his young son next to his waist. Then he left the house without hesitation.
It is not a rare and famous sword or a treasured sword that will change the fate of the world.
The material is not rare. just an iron sword But for the boy, it was the most precious sword. I could leave everything else behind, but I couldn’t let go of this one.
“Who is the proudest person in this country? Of course, are you Narat-nim?”
“You are the Duke of Ezwil. Given his power and position, even the birds of the sky will come down to the ground and tremble. You can kill the living, you can raise the dead, you can make the rich poor, the poor can be rich!”
We decided on a destination based on the stories we heard at the pub. He left the village without looking back. When I sold everything left, including the house, and turned it into food, it was enough to go to the Duke of Ezwil’s mansion.
The boy did not hesitate.
