Hyeonjilmusin - Chapter 114



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114. Yang-ui (2)

“Ilgeomsura (一劍修羅) Wei Zhi Tianying (魏志千英). He was quite a vicious guy. I got this by cutting him down.”

Cheonghwa suddenly pulled one arm out of her clothes, revealing her shoulder. A thick scar was visible on her shoulder. If it had fallen even an inch, Cheonghwa would have been left with one arm.

“I don’t know who you are.”

“You wouldn’t know. The people shouldn’t know about the people of the Demonic Cult. That would mean the failure of the palace that had tried to eradicate the Demonic Cult. Still, he was a famous demon leader among the martial arts people.”

“It wasn’t even just a sapa, it was a madu?”

“Yes. He had this emergency book in his arms.”

“Huh? Are you trying to teach me about the Madou sword right now?”

“Stop it.”

Cheonghwa clenched her fist with a gentle smile. I immediately put my index finger to my mouth and promised to keep my mouth shut.

“I’m going to try to give you a slightly different concept of teacher.”

“What is the concept of a master?”

“Yes. Originally, a shaman was like a potter who created a personality for a master. I also tried to change you a bit. To make you a master worthy of being a shaman.”

“That’s right. He used to say things like, ‘Continue to be a disciple of the main temple,’ and ‘This is what a Taoist is like.’”

“But when I watched you closely, I realized that my methods were wrong.”

“I hope you know now.”

Cheonghwa’s fist stopped in front of my forehead. The tension from the fist made a drop of sweat brush the back of my neck.

“I told you to stop.”

“yes.”

“To continue, there is no point in trying to bend the ivy that is growing to the left to the right. Rather, it is something that cannot be done to the ivy. It is not a young one, but rather a fully grown one. If you try to break it, you can imagine how much it must have hurt the ivy.”

“I didn’t do that on purpose. Usually, at this age, people’s personalities are less developed.”

“Yeah. It’s your fault. You’re too precocious for your age.”

Cheonghwa and I chuckled. It didn’t feel strange to be able to joke around freely now.

“That doesn’t mean I’m not your teacher. Once a teacher, always a teacher. So I should try to be a better teacher to you.”

“You don’t have to do that. You are already more than enough, Master.”

I really thought so. At first, there were big and small clashes because I was trying to leave the non-partisan group, but after that, it was a well-known fact that they took good care of me both materially and spiritually.

“It’s a matter of pride on my part. Anyway, I don’t know about the other kids, but I’m going to teach you in a way that will help you make the most of your strengths.”

“Is that the beginning of that madou’s martial arts?”

“It’s the martial arts of the Madou, not the martial arts that utilize demonic energy. Of course, if you use demonic energy, there may be a synergistic effect, but it’s great as a martial art on its own.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. As is commonly thought, the martial arts of the Sapha are crude. The martial arts of the Demonic Cult are well-organized and contain a group of ascending forces. Of course, I said this in secret.”

“sure.”

Sometimes, it happens. When you are branded a traitor just by praising the enemy. But I understood Cheonghwa better as someone who believes that praise should be given.

“But if I tell you this and you get caught, won’t you be in big trouble?”

“I could be excommunicated. It’s an unprecedented act, even in the shaman sect, for a master to teach the martial arts of the Demonic Cult.”

“Then it’s too dangerous. You don’t have to learn it.”

“No. Seeing you made me want to change a little. You are helping the shaman in a way that is not the shaman’s, so I want to give up my own way and help you.”

I smiled. The country was changing the people of the shaman. I could feel it, and it was also awkward that Cheonghwa thought of me that way.

“If you say it like that, I can’t refuse.”

“Yes. If you go to Gansu alone, something dangerous might happen. There are some remnants of the Demonic Cult in Gansu. That’s why I’m telling you more. If you know the flow of the Demonic Cult’s martial arts, it will be easier to deal with them.”

“I will be careful.”

This is probably because Xinjiang, which is next to Gansu, is the base of the Demonic Cult with the Ten Thousand-Year Mountains.

What I felt in this life was that the devil’s cult had infiltrated our lives much more deeply than I had thought. In my previous life, I had never felt it at all.

“This is a martial art that I have never learned before. It is too ruthless and does not match the martial arts of the Wudang faction at all. However, when I looked into the martial art itself, I found that it contained a lot of upward movement. To the extent that it can even be compared to the martial arts of the Wudang faction.”

“If the Master evaluates it like that, then it must be truly an excellent martial art.”

“Yes. I know better because I have dealt with it myself.”

“But even you, Master, haven’t learned this martial art. Can I learn it?”

“Do I look like an idiot to you?”

Cheonghwa thrust her face in. A shadow fell on my face as I raised my head.

“yes?”

“Do you think I don’t know why you saved Yangsimgong?”

For a moment, I almost held my breath. I wondered if Cheonghwa knew about my magic.

“… … What are you talking about?”

He answered, barely maintaining his composure in his voice and expression.

“Don’t you have another heart skill right now? Otherwise, there’s no reason to learn the Yang Heart Skill.”

Cheonghwa continued speaking.

“I don’t know exactly what kind of deep technique it is because you’re keeping it a secret from me, but I know the general idea. I’m saying that you’re learning a deep technique that doesn’t fit with the shaman’s martial arts.”

I let out a deep sigh. I was really shocked, thinking that I had been caught in a magic trap. It was literally ten years of imprisonment.

“Ha, haha. You knew.”

“Even if you deliberately suppress your other internal energy, you still have that feeling. I’ve never taught you the Yuun Sword Technique in such a brutal way.”

“Ahem. So you knew everything.”

“Yes. I don’t know what kind of internal energy it is that you’re trying to hide, but if you’re going to hide it, then hide it until the end.”

“All right.”

Fortunately, Cheonghwa didn’t dig up my hidden internal energy. It was taboo in the martial arts world to dig up the martial arts that others wanted to keep hidden. Still, since he was my master, I could break the taboo if I wanted to, but Cheonghwa seemed to trust me. Thinking about it like that, I felt a pang. It wasn’t the magic I wanted to learn, but it was something I learned.

“Can I ask you something I don’t know?”

“No, don’t ask. I don’t know much about that either.”

“What if I get possessed by a demon?”

“People who are possessed by the spirit of money usually do not know themselves well. They do not know how much internal energy they can handle and what kind of magic they are good at. But in my view, you are not that kind of person.”

“I’m good at self-objectification.”

“You are truly a child who deserves no praise.”

I laughed. Honestly, I just want to humbly accept it, but I feel embarrassed to receive compliments at this age, so I just throw it away.

“I knew it when I fought with Cheong-Yu Sa-Hyeong. You are already a person who has completed your own world. No matter how tyrannical the Gu-Yu-Sura Sword is, you will not be consumed by it. A perfected martial artist will not be consumed by the martial art, but will instead swing it. That is why I can safely entrust this martial art to you. If it were another child, it would have been impossible.”

“okay.”

Cheonghwa was definitely a good teacher. He knew that I had a strong inner strength and that I would not be affected by the Guyusura Sword’s martial arts, so he gave me martial arts. He could not have taught me things because he was bound by the rules of a shaman, but he taught me things because it seemed to fit me. How ideal of a teacher is this?

Anyway, it was a really strange fate. Taking a potion with magical power from a shamanist sect and gaining martial arts skills suited to magical power. It seems that fate can be found anywhere.

I carefully put the book in my arms. The book itself was so old that it seemed like it would break if I handled it roughly.

“Then go out and see. Have a nice trip to Gansu.”

“I’ll buy you a gift.”

“Okay.”

I received Cheonghwa’s order to come out.

I could have gone to Gungdogak that way, but for some reason I felt like I wanted to try out the Guyusura Sword.

Fortunately, I have experience as a messenger at Gokjeongak. So I know where the remote areas of the shamanist faction are.

The place I chose was the Soyeonmujang in the outer garden. The Soyeonmujang in the outer garden is usually a place where lay disciples practice individually, but lay disciples rarely practice individually. This is especially true at this time of night. So there is no one to guard it.

When I opened the sword, there was no one there. Still, I didn’t let my guard down and slowly drew my sword.

I don’t know what kind of guy Ilgumsura is, but he must have been quite studious.

The original contents of the Guyusura Sword were written in a fierce handwriting and in a disorganized manner, making it difficult to tell what was the herb and what was the gyujeol.

But then I noticed a comment that seemed to have been written by Ilgumsura.

When unfolding this technique, how should one lead one’s internal energy, and how should one release the internal energy and extend the sword?

There were even many passages that he had personally added to the original text by drawing them out with a brush. Originally, martial arts were meant to develop in that way.

I slowly unfurled the Guyusura Sword. The first movement was Asurachulse (修羅出世). The sword swayed gently, creating an afterimage.

“Hmm.”

I tried to swing it more, but ended up just using the Napgeom. The spirit energy I currently possess is comprised of the Mudangpa’s Tonap method and Taecheongdan, so it definitely didn’t match up with the Guyusura sword.

I brought out the magic. You won’t be able to detect the magic unless you release it outside anyway.

I unfolded the Guyusura Sword again. The afterimages quickly swayed left and right, emitting an eerie murderous aura. The fact that each afterimage emanated a murderous aura meant that they were all real.

‘her.’

I was momentarily shocked. I barely managed to stop the magic inside me from being drawn out by the energy of the Guyusura Sword. The Guyusura Sword was responding to the magic.

It seems that I still lack the ability to handle magic. I almost got dragged out like this. I almost advertised to the shamans that I possessed magic.

Anyway, although it was definitely the same martial art, the differences were clearly visible because different internal energy was used.

There are many differences between spirit and magic. The most notable of these are that spirit is slow and magic is fast. Also, spirit is curved and magic is straight.

The Guyusura Sword was a fast and aggressive sword technique. It was the polar opposite of the shaman’s leisurely, uninterrupted, and seemingly unstoppable sword technique.

Of course, it was an excellent martial art to spread the Guyusura Sword with spiritual energy, but in order to draw out all of the Guyusura Sword’s mysteries, magical energy was essential.

‘Am I lucky?’

What are the odds that my master fought against the remnants of the Demonic Cult, took the secrets of the Demonic Cult’s martial arts as spoils, and passed them on to his disciples in the righteous sect? The world was indeed a series of coincidences.

And it was up to people to turn coincidence into inevitability and transform it into opportunity.

I closed my eyes and opened them. Words appeared blurrily before me. It was the Mujae store I hadn’t seen in a long time.