A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 25



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25.

What is Danjeon?

It is like a bowl made of fog with no visible shape.

But there’s a hole.

This is something that even the poisonous magician Doksanmaui, the six elders, would not be able to do.

If that’s possible, it’s only one person.

“If you are the leader, you might know… … .”

He is the best in the world, having mastered thousands of arts, from martial arts to sorcery, medicine, defense, and poison, and has reached the realm of spiritual mastery.

Cheonma Jinwookwang.

That would be all.

“Anyway, a truly unique guy has appeared. A Chilgongja with a natural constitution and a vassal with extreme enlightenment.”

Ji Dae-ho leaned back with his eyes shining.

Half-genius assistant manager.

And likewise, the half-genius Confucius Mao.

Their future actions are anticipated.

How far can you go with that body?

“Of course, this one-on-one meeting with the cult leader must be successful.”

The corners of the mouth go up.

Ji Dae-ho was already looking forward to meeting him.

* * *

Shh …

The forest path from Wolha Village to Cheonma Hall.

Perhaps because it rained yesterday, the ground is damp, and the wind blowing causes the leaves to shed water droplets.

Anyone can see that it’s not a place to stay for long.

But for some reason, the two men had been standing in the middle of the street arguing for quite some time.

“Are you stupid? Why can’t this work? Why can’t it work? Why.”

“Ah, I don’t know. I have to explain it so that you understand. Why do you keep sending me internal energy? If you just apply force, it will go by itself.”

“That’s why. I’m telling you to slowly move the Great Circulation. You know the Great Circulation? It’s about letting your energy flow through the twelve meridians and the eight channels.”

“I don’t know. They just go there on their own.”

“Yes. Okay. Then take it slow. Take it slow. Surely you know what that means?”

“Uh, I don’t know. I don’t know, ….”

“Oh, this kid.”

“What did you just say?”

“I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know.”

“hey!”

They fight so childishly. If you just listen to their conversation, you can tell that neither of them is a child.

But surprisingly, these are the genius assistant Zhang Yishu and the genius Confucius Mao, whom Ji Dae-ho had selected as the next generation’s promising talents.

Contrary to Ji Dae-ho’s expectations, the two of them were not even able to leave Wolha Village.

There is one reason.

‘Jegal Gui-ryong, that gentleman may talk nonsense, but he never lies. In that sense, it must be true that he tests his qualifications at the Cheonmajeon Gate.’

Although Jang Yi-seo forcibly pushed Jegal Gui-ryong into Chilso Palace, saying that he had wasted money, he did not take his words lightly. He thought much more deeply and approached him.

‘It can’t be a door that can be opened simply by brute force. If it were, the younger Princess Wu and Prince Yu would not have been able to open it.’

He said that the only one who couldn’t open the door was Chilgongja. So it wasn’t brute force. Then what’s left?

The correct answer is… … .

‘It’s internal energy.’

I thought it was in the history. If others heard it, they might think it was nonsense, like there was no door in the world where you could check your history, but Jang was different.

This is the headquarters of magic, overflowing with all kinds of sorcery.

Even I am a living witness who has personally seen such a strange door and tried to open it thousands of times.

‘The Magic Wall of Cheonmago. There must be such a gate in Cheonsan.’

So, it is a much more credible inference that there could be another magic wall in Cheonmajeon.

But Mao couldn’t open the door.

He is the one who was born with the best constitution in the world and builds up internal energy just by breathing.

The reason was simple.

‘This guy was already born with pure internal energy accumulating and the Imdokyang vein was opened. It is called the Life and Death Gate and ninety-nine out of a hundred people never fully open it in their entire lives, right from the moment he was born. So he must have never learned how to use it. Why? Because he doesn’t need the mind method in the first place.’

Absence of operation.

Mao’s problem was precisely here.

What is the mind method?

Through breathing, the energy is accumulated in the dantian, and it is sent through the perineum point of the anus, along the spine, to the Baihui point of the crown of the head, and then to the forehead, chest, and dantian. The so-called Sojucheon that flows through the Du Maek and Ren Maek.

The Great Circulation Vessel that sends energy to all the meridians of the body, from the fingertips to the soles of the feet, including the 12 main meridians and the Imdokyang vessel.

This is the very basis of the mind method.

And this is again divided into the betting accumulation method and the betting method.

Of these, the method of performing the movement naturally produces stronger power and takes longer when completing the major circuit than the minor circuit.

So, as quickly as possible, I try to send more internal energy and remove the turbid energy that is the obstacle in that ‘path’.

The reason why it is recommended to learn the mind method at a young age if possible was also similar.

As we get older, we eat a lot of different things, which causes a lot of waste energy to build up in our bodies.

‘Of course, I was born with a lot of negative energy and a hole in my lower abdomen.’

Anyway, how long does it usually take to finish the fortune telling?

It will vary depending on the seniority and practice, but assuming that one is a member of a prestigious school when learning martial arts for the first time, it usually takes about half an hour (1 hour) for practice to successfully complete the Small Circulation in the first or second year.

When you reach the peak of your power, you can count to about five when moving around the small heavenly path.

But Mao was different.

“Now, try breaking this tree.”

“uh.”

Crunch, crunch!

The old tree shatters with a sharp noise without any preparatory action.

Creak, thud!

It was exactly the time it took to blink an eye.

It didn’t even take time to count a single number while moving through the small stream.

What’s even more amazing is that he didn’t even learn the mind method properly.

Just by breathing, you gain energy and vitality, so it is truly a constitution given by the gods.

If you listen to this far, Mao is truly qualified to be the best in the world.

But unfortunately, this wasn’t all there was to it.

Jang Yi-seo spoke again, his mouth watering.

“Now, try cutting down this tree next to you with your hand.”

“By hand?”

Mao frowns and looks at his hand. Is that possible? It’s not like there’s a blade in his hand.

But there is definitely a way. If you send a bet to the edge of your hand and condense it, it will soon become hand energy.

Then, you can cut down not only trees but also rocks.

Of course, the problem is that there are very few people in the world who can do that.

Zhang Lishu nodded as if telling him to hurry up and do it. Mao nodded and shouted.

“Let’s go!”

Crunch, crunch!

As Mao struck the old tree with his club, the tree buckled and fell to the side with a creaking sound.

“Okay!”

What can I do? I told him to cut it, but he broke it and fell down. Zhang Yishu shook his head. Mao looked at him like a puppy sticking its nose out, asking for praise, but it was impossible. He didn’t even expect an erection in the first place.

“Jang-seo. I got it now. How about cutting everything off here?”

“Are you a lumberjack? Stop talking nonsense and go fell the tree again this time. But without touching it.”

“Jangpung? That’s easy!”

Well, is that really so? Of course, considering Mao’s internal energy and the meridians he had, it would be easier than lying down and looking at the stars.

one.

“Let’s go!”

Wheeeeeeeek, bang!

Mao’s fist stopped right in front of the tree, and went, “Waaaaaa!” All it did was make the leaves fall in the cool breeze. The tree itself didn’t move at all.

“Wait a minute. Haha, why is it like this? Again.”

Mao’s pride was hurt, so he threw his fist again. But this time it was the same. Thud. Only the poor leaves were scattered.

“Again. Again. Again!”

Left-handed, right-handed, left-handed. I keep throwing punches, but nothing changes.

‘I only know how to send bets, but I can’t gather them, so my energy is scattered and I can’t use my power properly.’

This was exactly the problem.

Achieving mastery in martial arts means starting from the basics and progressing through realizing countless things.

But Mao had already achieved a higher level of skill from birth.

So, you don’t even know these basic operations.

“Oh, why is it like this? Did you not eat enough today? Hahaha.”

“What are you talking about after eating the servant’s food? If you knew it wasn’t okay, come here.”

“uh.”

Mao approached him hesitantly. Zhang Yishu sighed and spoke firmly.

“Listen carefully. I’ll show you this once. Internal energy isn’t something that you can just send out quickly and in large quantities. That way, you can’t win against the condensed power. You have to be careful and delicate so that you don’t miss even a single drop. You have to know how to release it to the desired location and maintain it to make it real. If you do that.”

Woof! The impure bets moved in Jang Yiseo’s body and rushed towards his index and middle fingers, which were stuck together.

Let’s just stretch forward, ping!

With a sharp noise, a hole opened in the middle of the tree.

“oh……!”

This is a finger wind that uses extraction.

Then, as Jang Yiseo waved the sword again, a faint but cloudy blue line followed along the tip of his finger.

Mao looks at this in astonishment at the typology.

This is the condensed crystallization of energy, Balgi (發氣), that only a select few masters can unleash.

Crunch! When Jang Yi-seo drew a line on the wood with his black sword, a very thin mark appeared, as if he had been cut by a famous sword.

“Wow, it really worked!”

Yeah. This is Ben. You broke it.

Originally, it was impossible for Jang I-seo to have an erection due to his old habits, but seeing is believing.

He, who had already realized the truth in the evening, tried to teach it in a short period of time by force.

Jang Il-seo said, sweating profusely.

“Do you see the difference now?”

“Uh. A little. But… … .”

“Yes, go ahead.”

“You… … are bleeding from your mouth. Black blood.”

“Kahak?!”

this…….

“Hey! Jang-seo!”

Thud. Jang-seo fell to the floor.

*

“Hey, you little punk! Come on!”

Mao ran along the forest path, panting and sweating profusely.

Behind him was Jang Yi-seo, who was on the verge of death with his face pale.

It was because I overdid it.

My head was already at the peak, but my body couldn’t keep up, so I almost fell into a state of shock. I couldn’t help but feel like I had a really rough body.

“Oh, I’m going crazy. Hey, don’t die! Wake up!”

No matter how much he spoke to him, he didn’t move an inch, so Mao kept looking at Zhang Yishu behind his shoulder and called out to him desperately.

No, who asked you to show it to me? I just spread it out and fell down. What kind of a shitty case is this?

“I’ll learn. Just learn. I’ll tell you. No, teach me some great, peerless technique and then die! Answer me. Answer me, Jang I-seo!”

‘Hey kid… … . Stop talking… … It’s making me dizzy… … .’

Jang Yi-seo barely came to his senses due to the noise. However, even after waking up, his stomach was in shambles and his vision was blurry, so he had to take deep breaths for a long time.

And only after about half an hour had passed was I finally able to pat his back and come down.

“are you okay?”

Mao asked cautiously, half of his face frowning.

#I was a genius after all (1)