Chapter 72

Chapter 72

 

It was a small cave.
One point of light does not come in.
There were twelve statues, and I was thrown in between.
The first day did nothing.
The wounds on my chest recovered, but I couldn’t keep my mind.
When I opened my eyes, I could not even estimate how much time had passed.
But …

 

He did not die.
turned his head.
I was trapped in a narrow cave with my whole body naked.
The iron bar was hard and only 5 square meters of space. There was water in the corner, and green moss around it.
And the twelve statues seemed to mean twelve thousand.
What should I do?
This is limited to what can be done in dark, cramped spaces.
The last words of Wolcheon suddenly came to mind.

 

‘You may be able to change the results.’

 

Hold everything alone. Do not forget the noble spirit.
I thought about it. The conclusion was one.
Do not give up.
He gave me a big hint. Don’t think about it.

 

The trouble was short.
Once you move your body.
Hardening the body may break the iron bars.
Or another chance.

 

‘Baekbo Priesthood. You did well to cook. ‘

 

In the absence of weapons, the only thing I would rely on was the Great White Priesthood. The right to destroy an enemy outside the white shale in one attack.
I settled slowly.
And … began to move.
There was no passing of time here.
As time went by, the beard would surely fly, but no physical change occurred.
As if time had stopped.
But I felt at least dozens of days.
I ate blue moss, drank water, and cultivated the white shaman priesthood day by day.
But this was also the first time that this solitude.

 

Thump! thud!
He put his forehead in bars. I couldn’t think that it would be inconvenient to see nothing and see ahead.
Indefinite solitude.
Feels like only me left in the world.
Never had this happened. At any time I was connected to something.
But the urgency and impatience that I could not go out ate me even more. Even the last hero can’t do anything in front of solitude.

 

‘You must calm your mind.’

 

Going mad as it goes. I would go crazy and become a madman.
It could not be. I can’t tolerate my mind being ruined.
So began to meditate. I left myself and I remembered myself. Memories of the past, the present of me, the way of the future.
I concentrated. I tried to meditate a few times, but it didn’t last long. But this time it’s different. There was nothing that could hinder me because only me.
Slowly Inward. I went deeper.
Then one of the twelve thousand statues began to glow.
Jicheon. The god of the earth, located in a thousand seats.
The light from Jicheon’s stone pierced my forehead.
At the same time, the barren land spread out before my eyes.
Everything was dead. I felt a strange homogeneity.

 

‘It’s like my dry heart.’

 

As time passed I became impoverished. It was like a place that expresses my condition.
But I did not like it.

 

‘It would be nice to overflow with blue.’

 

I wish you full of blue and life.
Nature is a world of infinite variables. It does not stop, flows endlessly, and naturally produces voluptuousness. I loved nature like that.
I thought, and I had a small shovel and seeds on my hand.
I didn’t worry much.
I moved slowly and began to plow the ground.
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At first it was not significant. I was given my tools and seeds, and I wanted to use them to bring back the dry soil.
But farming is a time-consuming task.
And apparently I did not have time.

 

‘This is the world in my heart’

 

Phenomenon arising from the moment you took a zazen. It seemed to be a trial to a sinner, but this was a place that changed my mind.
I was at ease.
Work in the abyss, just after the transition.
The moment I thought and remembered them, I had no choice but to “get obsessed”. Such obsession makes the world more dry. Then I cannot change this space to blue, and I cannot solve my trials.
Besides, there was a strange “nap.”

 

‘I am in the middle of the passage of time’

 

Back in the past, I had once countered the passage of time. One day in reality was two days in the abyss. No one would act right next to the law of time.
Is that so?
I felt that the place where I am now, the world in my mind, and the flow of time that ‘I’ in the iron bars are also retrograde.
I farmed.
The soil was dug up, trimmed, sown, and evenly covered.
But not enough.
Seeds did not have to grow and bear fruit.

 

The land. The earth is an area of ​​Jicheon.
But water was of thousands. That’s why I wanted to draw an image and it didn’t make water.
What do you need?
I wandered around. I walked, walked, and walked to find a place for water. Though lonely, I was gradually adapting.
However, even walking along the path, no drop of water was found.
When it came back, the seeds still did not penetrate the ground.
except for one.
I laughed in its face.

 

‘You give your life in a lack.’

 

It was the power of life. Maybe it is the splendor of life that I draw. One of the many seeds tried to break through the wall, even when everything was scarce.
But …
There was a limit.
The splendor of life alone was not paradoxical. You know you’re left and you’ll end up frustrating.
In a nutshell, the seeds ignited me. It looks like my crushing face in the past. I tried not to give up, but I remained alone, did not despair.
I wanted to save this seed.
So I ran. as if one was crazy. If this was the world in my heart, I would not have been in despair alone. The presence of “I,” whom I know, was a person who could smile at the end of despair.
If you don’t have a thousand miles, you’ll only have to go.

 

At the end I could find.
There was a waterfall. It was a landscape with only one waterfall, but I carefully moved the seeds and planted them around here.
Then, the first guy who penetrated the ground quickly grew and began to make buds.

 

Some became flowers, some became trees, and some became beasts and roamed around. Seeds were a treasure trove of possibilities. The power to be anything!
I cut a tree and built a house.
Spreading life, in which I felt that the kingdom was filled and enriched.
The dry land was overflowing with richness little by little.
White!
Before the great fire.
It was a fire horse. The mine of fire came to my mind.
He burned the world as soon as it appeared. The life that bloomed at an uncontrollable rate burned.

 

“You are supposed to kneel at me anyway. Why do you keep doing this nonsense? ”

 

The horse said.
It was a very strange face.
It was like Minsik, like Uriel Diablo, and like the face of a person I knew, such as Lyra and Syria.
No, it seemed safe to say that the greatness is a “great star.”
Ordinary people would have pissed the moment he saw him. I was stimulating the fear itself that was latent in me.
Fireworks. He was a horror. So I flew the shaving priesthood. Circulation and the haunt of infinity.
Kurleung!
Soon a huge vibration gathered in my hand shook the world.
This is my image. After all, if I want to, and if I want to, the magnitude of the force varies accordingly.
And my willingness to overcome suffering and trials was not enough to shake the world tremendously.
This is the wind.
Soon with the fire, the veil of the world was torn apart, and I was able to return to its original place.
Jicheon, thousands, Hwacheon, Pungcheon.
Four statues were shining.
Their light was gathered into one and shot into my forehead, which was very light and neat. I did not feel any uneasy feelings that I had so far.
Having broken through four trials at once, I have gained my own peace.
I tried to sit again.

 

‘The achievement of the White Priesthood has increased.’

 

As well as the vessel of magic seemed to be widened.
But it was strange.
The question comes only after all anxiety has been eroded away.
As I cleared my mind, I was late to think.

 

‘I can’t confirm the number.’

 

Even if I drew the cross, it was the point. The status window and other words do not float in the air.
I turned my head.
Blue moss and water. They had the same appearance as when they first came in. Neither decreased nor increased.
Isn’t it strange?
For quite some time I must have stayed in this.
However, there was no physical change and the surrounding objects remained the same.

 

“Is this the world that was created?”

 

If so, this narrow space was also likely to be a virtual world.
I just moved in and out of my mind, but it was like a dream.
I have never been told that this is possible.
Where?
Where are you from?
Thump! thud!
The iron bars were still hard. I tried to make a difference in the world, but it was a point. At least this iron bar I am standing in now means not my world.
Someone kept me here.
A room in the spirit that was made with great precision when time stopped.
A fictional place created just to hope for despair for endless years.
There was no Jormun Gand, Itacquano, or Knoll. Not even a transition.
Indefinite solitude and infinite helplessness would be normal.
But I smiled.

 

‘My achievements went up clearly.’

 

Everything stopped, but my only move was my heart. A strong heart sometimes affects reality.
If I wanted to despair, if I wanted to give up, I am sorry but I want to say that I am not that weak. I am a man of willingness to be a nobody in human history who wants to meet limitations, break it, and move forward.
.
I moved again. More intensely than ever before!