The World of Sound - Chapter 120



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“Wait, is this okay?”

Cheonhwa, who was about to cross the Shaolin Mountain Gate while riding on the back of a black ox, suddenly frowned as if something had occurred to him.

Very simply, since it came from Shaolin, I was about to ask about the identity of the rubbing, but then I remembered that it wasn’t that simple.

Because the rubbing of the face of the evil something that Cheonhwa possessed was not obtained through normal channels.

Although I didn’t steal it intentionally, I didn’t return it to them after I got it, so it was essentially the same as stealing.

So, if you ask Shaolin about this out of the blue, how will he react?

Wouldn’t they mistake Cheonhwa for a thief, blame him for it, or try to hide it?

It wasn’t that I was afraid, but I was afraid that I would end up in an awkward situation without getting what I wanted, so I stopped for a moment.

Of course, since I’ve come this far, I have no intention of turning back or giving up on climbing the mountain, but I hate it when it just gets annoying.

“What should I do?”

After stopping for a moment and thinking, Cheonhwa found three ways.

One way is to climb the mountain and interview the long-suffering man. Explain the situation, tell him what happened, and talk about its true nature and purpose.

However, that couldn’t be the case.

Even though Shaolin was the great mountain and behemoth of the martial arts world and was respected, there was currently a connection discovered between them and Shaolin, and it was unknown how the Shaolin abbot would respond.

I’m not afraid of force, but if they were to incite other sects or pressure them in a covert manner, it would likely be quite annoying.

Also, since it was an item discovered during an investigation or in a tower forest, there was a high possibility that it was hidden.

So I thought about sneaking in, subduing the host, and talking to him, but I held off on that because it could also cause problems.

The second is to sneak in and inspect the investigation room and the tower.

It was to see if there was something else hidden there, if there was more that Shaolin was hiding, but the chances of finding out anything were low.

Even if you discover something, if you don’t have basic knowledge, you may just pass it by or end up with questions like the rubbing you currently have.

That’s why I was drawn to the last method.

It is about meeting again the god who was kind to you.

The goal is to find him, who is not known to the public, living in the real Dalma-dong, talk to him, and get information.

There may be a commotion during the process, such as fighting, but since no one can enter the place where the divine being resides, it may be possible to keep it a secret.

Also, even if Shaolin was really the mastermind behind this or was involved, there would be no need to worry if he was a divine being.

Because someone with such pure and high spiritual power would never harbor such wicked thoughts.

“I can’t help it. From here on out, I have to go alone.”

Eventually, Cheonhwa made up her mind.

He told Bukgungyeon, Noeryeong, and Muoh to return and wait, and moved towards Dalmadong alone.

And when he got there, someone greeted him.

“You have come, sir.”

The boy monk welcomed him as if he had known he would come.

He was the child who would become the next great king.

“I want to see Shinseung. Is he inside?”

“I’m sorry. The Lord is currently in a state of closure. He started shortly after the Lord passed away.”

“this…….”

However, the response he heard from the guy made Cheonhwa feel embarrassed.

Shin Seung is said to have entered a closed-door retreat and cannot meet anyone.

Although they had promised to meet again and fight when they became stronger, it was an extremely difficult situation for Cheonhwa, who had planned to hear about this matter directly from him or ask Shaolin using his influence.

At that moment, Dongjaseung opened his mouth again as if he knew the reason for Cheonhwa’s visit.

“Even if you met the Master, you probably wouldn’t have gotten the answer you wanted.”

“what?”

“Before he went into hiding, the Master told me that a donor would come to visit. He also left me a message.”

I wondered what he was talking about, but the person he was talking about was Shin Seung’s disciple.

When he had met Shinsung before, he had spoken as if he could read the weather and know what would happen to Cheonhwa, so Cheonhwa could not treat the young monk who relayed his words lightly.

“What did you say?”

“He said it wasn’t the time. He said not to be impatient because the Lord wasn’t ready yet.”

“Not ready?”

Unprepared? Who? Me?

Cheonhwa could not admit it.

Shin Seung was definitely strong.

The Overlord that we saw in the martial arts competition was strong, and the Three Je-O-Wang-Sam-Gwi who are said to be on par with him are definitely strong, but considering that they are on a similar level to the Overlord, it is thought that none of them will be able to stand up to Shin Seung.

However, now that he had the brain zither and the wind chime in his hands, Cheonhwa was confident.

He was confident that even if he joined right away, he would not be as helpless as before, and that even without the commanding officer, he could somehow predict victory if he obtained the Thousand-Minded Bell.

‘You still think that way after trying it once?’

If that’s really what you think, does Shin Seung know?

What’s behind all this?

And it was difficult to accept that unless someone thought that Shin Seung was on a level that surpassed his own.

Or maybe you’re misestimating your true strength.

“It’s not just a matter of brute force. The Master said that the Lord is not yet ready to face the truth.”

“?”

Then the guy added as if he knew what Cheonhwa was thinking.

That it is not just a question of force also means that it includes force, but that there are other issues separate from it.

“He also said that when that day comes, only the alms-givers will be able to stop the hordes of evil spirits, so he told us to wait for the time. When that day comes, even if we don’t want to know, we will know on our own.”

That day? The truth? A big deal?

What on earth are they talking about?

Were you a Taoist priest or a monk? Why are you spouting out such Zen-like words?

“Look. I don’t like talking nonsense. So when is that?”

At those words, Cheonhwa, whose mind was twisted, opened up all of his energy.

That alone seemed to make the whole mountain tremble.

As the incredible force was concentrated on the boy, his legs shook like an aspen tree.

Even if it was Shin Seung himself, it was too much of a force for a young disciple to withstand.

I have no interest in bullying or persecuting children, but I do try it.

I wonder if the guy really doesn’t know, or if he knows but isn’t talking.

If you put a subtle sound there and make a sound, even if you show the slightest opening, it will dig into your soul and set in a great fear.

“I don’t know… …. I… … am… … just relaying… … what I heard.”

But surprisingly, the boy held on.

It was not the power of heaven that overcame it, but the fear and pressure.

Indeed, it was the mentality of a disciple of Shin Seung and the next Shin Seung, but Cheon Hwa could not find any lies in his trembling voice.

That’s why I took away all the energy that was weighing him down.

“Tch. Okay. If you don’t plan on telling me, I can just find out myself.”

But I didn’t give up.

I did not give up or fear approaching the truth, but I did give up listening comfortably through the new world.

Even if it was something he couldn’t handle, as Shin Seung had said, running away without tangling his tail was not Cheonhwa’s way.

‘You just have to think about it first. If you get stuck, just break it and break through.’

However, he simply turned around and walked away, knowing that the conversation with his disciple, who was no longer a monk, had no meaning.

“I’m going.”

“Take a look, Lord.”

As he was about to go down the mountain where his group was waiting, the boy monk stopped him as if he had blinked.

“Oh, Lord. Just a moment.”

“why?”

“I was unable to convey the Master’s last words. He said that if you wish to face the truth at all costs, come back when you are confident that you can break his third sword.”

“Hey!”

Boom!

When Cheonhwa heard that, he kicked the floor nervously.

After all, it also meant that there was a lack of force.

The third sword of Shinsung refers to the last form of the Daruma Samgeom, which is called Gwancheon Gaese.

And I already had an idea of ​​what it would be like.

It was equivalent to the 11th level of Cheon-eum-shin-gong, but it was a realm he had not yet reached.

It was the same with the Shinsung we encountered last time, but now that he has entered a closed state, he may reappear after achieving that state.

He was annoyed because what he was saying wasn’t something that could be put into practice right away.

It wasn’t because he had studied too little, but it was because he was annoyed and angry at himself for not having found the perfect clue to reaching the level of 11-star even though it had been quite some time since he had been in the martial arts world.

“I’m really going. I won’t listen to you because you’re dirty when you come out!”

In the end, Cheonhwa came down the mountain, grumbling.

I didn’t even think of stopping by Shaolin and asking the abbot about it.

Since Shin Seung had said that, even if he had met the head of the academy and confirmed the details without a hitch, it would have been meaningless.

It didn’t seem like this uneasy feeling would go away.

“I’m going to climb up because I’m dirty. That damn 11 star!”

After coming out to the world of martial arts, Cheonhwa, who had been leisurely focusing on recovering the treasures of the monks that his master had taken away, now had another goal.

We must also take care of those who put us to the test.

Although he still had no idea what he had to do to fully reach the eleventh level, Cheonhwa was confident.

If even the master did it, then there is no way he could not do it, right?

Because he is the greatest writer in the history of Cheon Eum Moon, and he is the only one who can reach the 12 constellations!

“let’s go!”

Cheonhwa, who had come back down the mountain without stopping by Shaolin, led his group and turned back.

First, to Magacheolbang.

Although I don’t have all the materials yet, I plan to use the insights I gained from making this brain spirit to make a slightly different, but similar, or even superior, version of the Cheonmyeongjong.

Since the materials were limited, he had to be very careful, but if the calculations were right, it was possible, so Cheonhwa was confident.

So, we went down the mountain and headed southeast towards Anhui Province where Maga Cheolbang was located.

“Hurry up! Speed ​​up a bit!”

“We have to get there first! We can’t let them take it!”

“Eun-gong. Something is strange.”

Meanwhile, Bukgungyeon expressed his doubts while watching the busy martial artists moving around.

The atmosphere has been chaotic for more than a day or two, and it’s not just here, but I felt something was suspicious about their movements.

At first, I thought there was a fight somewhere because people were rushing in, but that wasn’t it.

It wasn’t like there were one or two sects moving around or anything like that, and there wasn’t really a fight going on.

They were just running towards somewhere with all their might, so much so that it seemed as if a war had broken out between the two factions.

Among those who ran like that, there were some who were against the law, but there were also some who were against the law.

The fact that they were rushing in regardless of whether they were public or private told me that something had happened, but I couldn’t tell what it was.

I wanted to catch one of them and ask him, but as soon as I saw Cheonhwa and his group, they all flinched and avoided the path.

“It’s definitely a bit strange. What’s going on?”

Thanks to this, even Cheonhwa, who had no interest in the movements of other people, felt something suspicious.

Just as they were thinking of knocking them down and checking, someone quickly ran towards them.

“Is it Haomen?”

Although it wasn’t a familiar face, it wasn’t difficult to figure out who the other person was.

The low-level martial arts and the Haomen’s unique, unobtrusive prayers. And even running towards them without fear or hiding their presence, because no one but the Haomen would have done that.

“Meet the evil dragon and the iceberg.”

“What’s going on?”

“Please accept this.”

As expected, he stopped in front of Cheonhwa and took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to her.

A thousand-level document bearing the mark of Haomen.

Considering that the level of information they deal with is divided into three levels: heaven, earth, and man, it meant that it contained content that required the highest level of security.

“Hmm.”

Although it was a letter that could be somewhat burdensome to even receive, Cheonhwa received it lightly and opened it.

I checked the contents and frowned.

The sender is Mayeryeong.

Because I felt a bit of impatience in the writing she wrote herself.

So he looked at the top of the black sign to see if there was something wrong, but the content written inside was far beyond what Cheonhwa had expected.

“Eun-gong. What is it about?”

“Now, look.”

As Cheonhwa held the letter and was thinking deeply about something, Bukgungyeon approached him and took the letter.

And her expression, which had hardly changed, became filled with shock.

“Jang Bo-dora… … It’s interesting.”

Because the content written in it was enough to shake up the entire region, no, the entire Central Plains.

The appearance of Jang Bo-do.

It was also called Jangbo-do, referring to a place presumed to be Cheonmabi-dong or the Emperor’s tomb.

That alone would have been enough to turn the martial arts world upside down, but the content written in the letter was even more shocking.

Not only did the map appear, but the location of something indicated on it was discovered.

“So that’s why everyone was busy.”

Only then did the countless martial artists passing by understand. Perhaps they had heard the news and wanted to get their hands on it before the others could get something out of it.

Even though my skills are poor, if I can just get a chance, I can turn my life around.

From their perspective, it doesn’t matter whether it’s Cheonmabi-dong or the Emperor’s Tomb.

It would have been okay even if it had belonged to someone less fortunate than him.

If I had even one copy of the ultimate level of ascending magic, I would feel like I owned the world.

That is why many martial artists were flocking there, dreaming of becoming the best in the world.

And naturally, it wasn’t just the inexperienced martial artists who gathered around with interest.

The five great factions of the Old File Bang and the great Sapa forces are competing to gather their elite forces and head there.

It seemed that this was because larger forces, such as the Jeongcheon Alliance and the Heukdo Alliance, had already been formed, but were not yet complete.

Also, the desire to monopolize whatever was obtained there rather than handing it over to the blind may have played a part.

Because the two alliances had not yet decided on an official position or action, many experts were already moving.

“You want me to go here?”

“I don’t know. I’m just relaying General Ma’s wishes.”

The reason why Mayeryeong urgently sent a letter containing such information to Cheonhwa was simple.

It was a request to Cheonhwa to go there.

Whether it was the Cheonmabi Cave or the Emperor’s Tomb, there must have been something incredible inside, so there might be some of the items Cheonhwa was looking for, or even if not, there was a twist that he could obtain a great deal of wealth, but the intention was clear.

The secret of the world that may be inside.

That’s what Haomen wants.

Haomun didn’t show much interest in the elixirs that were being sold at the top of the Black Panther, but that was because there were no martial arts skills that could support the elixirs and internal energy.

The martial arts that are passed down only to Haomunju are of the highest level, but the martial arts skills that he possesses are all of a low standard.

That is why he did not show it, but Haomen’s long-cherished wish was to obtain the martial arts of the highest level that would allow him to rise to the highest level.

And, it seemed like the judgment was that perhaps that opportunity had come now.

Whatever it was, no matter how powerful the martial arts were, there must have been a judgment that they would not covet Cheonhwa.

So this was both a provision of information and a request.

Haomen put everything on the line and took a gamble.

They even promised that if they were to get their way, they would bet everything in Haomen and make Cheonhwa’s wishes come true.

Since it was guaranteed by Haomunju and not Mayeryeong, there was no chance of them saying anything different later.

Anyway, if that were the case, I would have to be prepared for Haomen to disappear.

“Well… … that sounds fun.”

Although he didn’t know the full details, Cheonhwa smiled broadly after guessing the general situation.

I don’t really care whether it’s the secret recipe of the Heavenly Demonic Art or the essence of the Imperial Palace Martial Arts, but one thing’s for sure: it looks fun.

Moreover, it seemed certain that whatever it was, it would contain a lot of valuable things.

Above all, there were several more things in the short letter that piqued Cheonhwa’s interest.

For those reasons alone, this cannot be ignored.

“Eun-gong, are you really okay with this? Even if the whole world is gathered here… … .”

“It’s okay. If anything bothers you, I’ll just smash it to pieces.”

“Kkiyuut!”

“Muhihihing!”

Bukgungyeon raised her voice in concern, but Cheonhwa confidently turned around and walked away.

He started to head towards the place where all of the martial arts world’s attention was focused.