Hyeonjilmusin - Chapter 49
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49. I don’t know yet (4)
The house of the Zhuge family was extremely desolate. It was only natural that it would be so, since the mood of the head of the household, the owner of the house, had fallen to rock bottom.
“This is why you called me from Yongzhong Mountain. To show me how disgraced my family is.”
“……sorry.”
“It’s true that the Mudang faction is superior to us in martial arts, so let’s admit it. But what if they lose to a lay disciple?”
Zhuge Qian’s anger was entirely justified. Zhuge Yan, the vice-chairman of the three factions of the Outer Yuan who planned this non-partisan exchange, had nothing to say even if he had ten mouths.
“The direct lineage also loses to the lay disciple. Yes. That’s not your fault. Then at least you shouldn’t have invited that lay disciple. Isn’t it the role of the outside circle to find out about such things and take action?”
“you’re right.”
“What on earth were you thinking when you planned this?”
Zhuge Yan chewed his lip. In fact, asking to send Mo Huiying after taking a picture was Zhuge Yan’s own idea. He thought that Zhuge Xuan would easily defeat Mo Huiying, so he planned to send him after breaking at least one arm.
Of course, Zhuge Qian did not know this inside story. It was something that was done independently by the outside world. Therefore, it is not unreasonable for Zhuge Qian to react like this because he did not understand the situation itself.
“Yeon-ah.”
Zhuge Qian’s voice changed from soft to abrupt. Zhuge Yan was even more trembling at the change.
“yes.”
“Don’t you know? How much humiliation the Zhuge family suffered because they had no Mujae?”
“Yes, I know.”
“It is our primary task to break away from that perception.”
Zhuge Yan thought that now that Zhuge Qian had softened up for a moment, this was her last chance. She opened her mouth hesitantly, watching Zhuge Qian’s expression.
“In that regard, I was thinking about how to deal with that arrogant disciple.”
“A disciple of the world? He was quite arrogant, wasn’t he?”
Zhuge Qian expressed his displeasure when he recalled Mo Huiying. He had a ridiculous system of being a named disciple and moving around with the disciples of the main mountain, but in the end, he was essentially a disciple of the family. For a disciple of the family to be defeated by a direct lineage was a great insult to Zhuge Shi.
“actually…….”
Zhuge Yan told what had happened so far. Of course, he left out the fact that he had tried to steal the Wudangpa’s business, and only said that Mok Hwi-yeong had interfered with the Wuhan Trading Company, which was behind the Zhuge Se family.
After hearing the whole story, Zhuge Qian’s expression crumpled. Even though Zhuge Qian was the weakest among the Five Dynasties, he was not someone who could be ignored by a lay disciple of the Wudang faction.
“Is that story true?”
“yes.”
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
“It was such a trivial matter, and I wanted to try to handle it on my own while I was abroad.”
Zhuge Qian thought seriously. In fact, it was an unbelievable level. He had raised Zhuge Xian with so much care. Not only had he fed him elixirs several times since he was young, but he had also invited great masters to teach him martial arts.
But a disciple who had only been a disciple for a year could surpass Jegal Hyeon. In fact, Jegal Gyeom thought that the guy named Mok Hwi-yeong had hidden his past, but he still had to consider the possibility that it was actually true.
The Wudang faction and the Zhuge family are both in Hubei. Even now, they are being suppressed by the Wudang faction’s momentum, and if such talent had emerged from the Wudang faction, another generation would have suffered.
“Still, it’s fortunate that I am a lay disciple.”
“yes?”
“Surely you wouldn’t support Zhuge Liang and his disciples over a single one?”
Zhuge Qian thought it was fortunate. If the talent was real, it was very fortunate that he had not been accepted as a disciple of the main temple. Perhaps the people of the shamanist faction had no discerning eye.
In fact, the people of Jegal Se had no idea that the Mudangpa had wanted to continue accepting him as a disciple of the main temple, but that Mokhwiyeong had refused.
“There’s a top?”
“yes.”
“You take care of it. Make sure there are no tails left behind.”
Jegalyeon bowed his head and walked backwards out of the room. She sighed as soon as she left. Still, it was a good day.
And we also got permission from Sega. That meant that the human power that could move would be different.
“Muk Hwi-yeong… … .”
I don’t know how things got so complicated. However, Zhuge Yan firmly believed that the cause of things getting so complicated was not himself, but Mo Huiying.
***
“What is this? I almost got kicked out.”
“Doesn’t that make you feel better?”
Cheonghwa and Mokhwiyeong laughed and chatted.
In fact, they came out without even seeing the head of the Zhuge family, or even the head of the outer circle, Zhuge Chan.
All I heard was that the servant told me to quietly return to the shamanist sect because the master seemed excited and that he would send me a letter later.
“It’s fun.”
“I didn’t know you would win. To be honest, I went with you just to make you lose once.”
“Hey. What are you talking about?”
Mukhwiyeong and Cheonghwa looked happy. After all, it felt good to beat an opponent.
Then what about me?
Suddenly, Myeongseong looked at his palms. His palms were covered with calluses. He used these two hands to scold his peers of the Jegal family.
But for some reason, I couldn’t enjoy it like Muk Hwi-yeong, and I couldn’t get through it calmly like Myeong-il.
‘I’m annoyed. Why is that?’
It’s not that Muk Hwi-yeong is annoying. He’s an older priest than me, and he’s a strange guy who brags about being a merchant, but he’s not that bad. In fact, when the priest won an unexpected victory, Myeongseong himself was very happy.
It’s not that Myeongil is annoying. Myeongil is not the kind of person who would annoy anyone. He’s just someone who works hard at his own job.
What can I say about the teacher? He was the person I respected the most.
Then where does this irritation come from and where does it go? The answer is simple. It comes from me and is directed at me. Originally, I only felt inferiority towards Myeongil, but now I feel it towards Muk Hwi-yeong. In terms of the size of my inferiority complex, Muk Hwi-yeong is worse. I only trained for a few months, but she has surpassed me by a lot.
But I know. My job is not to be jealous or envious of anyone, but to quietly practice martial arts. But I hated myself for being distracted by other things. But I also hated watching myself become more and more miserable.
“……ha.”
“Why are you doing that?”
As she sighed without realizing it, Cheonghwa looked back and asked. Muk Hwi-yeong and Myeong-il also looked at Myeongseong.
Myeongseong wanted to say what he was feeling right now.
“excuse me…….”
“okay.”
Fame was rumbling. But it was too stupid of a thought to even say out loud. Cheonghwa’s eyes were filled with worry. If he said such a stupid idea out loud, wouldn’t Cheonghwa be disappointed? That thought suddenly occurred to him.
“no.”
“Why? Do you have any concerns?”
“No, my feet were a little sore, but they’re fine now.”
“Is that so? Yes. There’s only a little bit left until Gyunhyeon, so let’s just hold on for a little longer.”
Cheonghwa smiled. Myeongseong also smiled. After seeing that smile, Cheonghwa turned around as if she was relieved. Myeongil, who was indifferent to others, was originally looking at the tree.
Until the very end, Myeongseong wondered what would happen if Cheonghwa noticed the sadness behind his smile, but soon he began to blame himself for his weakness.
Myeongseong then noticed that there were still eyes on him. He quickly raised his head and saw Muk Hwi-yeong looking at him with a strange gaze. The gaze contained a deep dazzle that did not match his age.
***
As soon as we arrived at Wudangpa, we were surrounded by a crowd. As they say, a horse without legs can run faster than a thousand miles. The news that we had crushed the Zhuge family had already spread throughout Wudangsan.
“Zhuge Liang defeated the later Jiushu?”
“That’s how they are my priests.”
Myeong-il remained expressionless even as the other executioners patted his head, and Myeong-seong waved his hand and said that nothing special had happened to him.
‘hmm.’
Somehow, fame was at stake. I knew it. It was a lie that fame hurt your feet.
Myeongseong is someone who trains harder than anyone else but never complains. It was unbelievable that a kid like that would have sore feet going back and forth between Yangyang and Gyunhyeon. And finally, his deep eyes. It was clear that Myeongseong had something to worry about.
“excuse me…….”
As I was trying to approach Myeongseong, people started to surround me and start talking to me.
“Oh. Whiyoung. You beat Jegal Hyeon? He’s pretty good though.”
“Isn’t that great? I don’t think it was that bad last time.”
Most of the people surrounding me were people who had gone to Uichang with me. Others were talking to me here and there behind my back, as if they didn’t want to get close to me because I was a commoner.
“It seems like he really has talent. They say he was a total beginner who hadn’t even learned basic martial arts at first.”
“That’s not a lie? But how did you defeat Jegal Hyun?”
Other people were gossiping, but I pretended not to hear them. It was easier to just hear them praising my talent.
“Okay, okay. Everyone, do what you have to do. We have to go to Samcheonggwan.”
Cheonghwa pushed people away with a serious expression. Even so, I, who had been watching Cheonghwa for a long time, could now read Cheonghwa’s expression. Right now, Cheonghwa’s expression was holding back laughter. It seemed like she was quite proud that we were getting this much attention.
We followed Cheonghwa into the Samcheonggwan Jangmunin room. The chief gatekeeper, Cheongui, was already standing there welcoming us.
“Oh, you came. Treasures of the Shamans.”
Cheong-ui also did not hide his joy.
“Long sentences. If you do that, the kids will become spoiled.”
“Haha. You should say good job to those who did well. Good job. Myeong-il, Myeong-seong, Hwi-yeong.”
When other people complimented him, Myeong-il didn’t react at all, but only then did he show embarrassment. It seems he’s the type of person who only reacts to people he acknowledges.
“The news of opening has already spread widely. They say that the direct line of the Zhuge family lost to the disciple of a shaman. You have raised the reputation of the shaman.”
“okay.”
They say that at the center of all rumors is openness. If the beggars scattered throughout the Central Plains spread their words, it can only be fast.
“I guess I, as the person with the longest story, should give an award in that regard.”
As if he had been waiting for us to come, Cheong-ui handed us three jade boxes, one for each of us.
“… … Huh. Jang Moon-sa-hyung. You’re so generous.”
Cheonghwa seemed to know what it was just by looking at the jade box. Of course, the other children who had been given the title, including me, also had a rough idea. As soon as the jade box was taken out, a strong fragrance filled the room.
“It’s Taecheongdan.”
The children who were given the distribution of the famous characters, including me, froze. I and the children who were given the distribution of the famous characters had a rough idea that it was an elixir. But I thought it was Taecheongdan. If Shaolin has Daehwandan, the Wudangpa has Taecheongdan.
To give that to children like this, even though I was a lay disciple.
“This is what the scholars are trying to give to the young future generations, so they have to live and die.”
“That’s right.”
Cheonghwa seemed very pleased when two of her disciples received the Taecheongdan.
“I will give it to you, but the Taecheongdan contains such powerful spiritual energy that it will be difficult for you to digest it all. Consult with your teacher, receive a good date, take a bath, and use it.”
“all right.”
I was the only one who answered. Myeong-il and Myeong-seong seemed to be in a state of confusion and could not hear what Cheong-ui said.
Of course, I too was going crazy from the scent of Taecheongdan tickling my nose.
Because the magic energy inside my body was causing a tremendous rejection reaction to the pure spiritual energy of Taecheongdan.
“Ugh, wooweek!”
Eventually, I couldn’t hold it in any longer and threw up a bucket of vomit in the waiting room.
It was natural that the warm atmosphere suddenly became cold.
If I had known that magic and spirit were in conflict, I would have prepared for it. What was common knowledge to a martial artist was not common knowledge to me. It was proof that I was not yet a martial artist.
Still, I don’t really know what a martial artist is.