Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 237



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 237

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Ilmok asked back in a bewildered voice at the unexpected words.

“Throw it away. What do you mean?”

“Well, if I don’t get stronger quickly, I won’t be able to be with you. But since you told me to stop training, I guess you’re telling me to leave because I’m a nuisance.”

“ah….”

Only then was Ilmok able to recall old memories.

Past. Before entering the Magic Hall.

Ilmok had said something like that.

He said that he had to live a busy life because he was a disciple of Cheonma. In order to be with him like this, Seon-ah also had to become a great demon cult member.

Those were just the words I blurted out when I was taken away on my first business trip by the Master, to appease the child who was left behind.

But I guess that kid still cares about those words until now.

Ichimoku, feeling a strange sense of guilt, patted the child’s head and said.

“I’m saying this because you’ve grown enough to be with this older brother. Now, there’s no need to rush, just take your time.”

“Aren’t you going to abandon me?”

Hyukryun Seon-ah, whose eyes were filled with tears, smiled bashfully.

“Ahem. Of course. Ah. From now on, let’s meditate with this older brother more often.”

“Anything is fine as long as I’m with you, brother.”

At Seon-ah’s answer, Ilmok nodded and thought.

I need to teach this kid properly.

A technique that is called meditation, a technique that is called napping.

Even when I was in the Magic Hall, I was able to endure without going crazy thanks to this meditation (napping) technique.

‘Hmm. If I were to enter the Magic Hall, I’d have to tell them to join the meditation club.’

* * *

Ilmok spent a peaceful time.

The affairs of Pyeongryang-hyeon were handled by Gwanmuyeol, Baekcheon, and Seo Jaepil, the affairs of the red-light district were handled by Dambin and Jin Hongruju, and the affairs of the Mireukmyeonggyo Jangwon were handled by Nanju Buntaju, Jeonggyobangju Bubangju Wonsul.

In addition, other small counties in Gansu Province, excluding Pingliang County and Nanzhou, were managed by the Red Tiger Corps and the White Dragon Corps.

That is, unless something extraordinary happens, there is no need for Ichimoku to come out anymore.

‘After all, work is subcontracted.’

It was a case of leaving everything to others, but he was confident.

Because I worked hard to create the current situation.

He woke up after a good night’s sleep until late in the morning, taught meditation to Hyukryeon Seon-a, and took an extra nap.

However, that doesn’t mean I just sleep and meditate all day.

Unlike Hyukryun Seon-a, his side effects did not get worse as his realm increased, but rather weakened.

While teaching meditation to Hyukryeon Seon-ah, he also ate Yun-gi breakfast to increase the power of the Tal-hon-mu-jeong-geom. He also swung the Ascension Sword alone and danced a sword dance, or lifted a lump of iron to train his external energy.

Or.

“Chief Dam. If you’re not busy today, how about a simple dinner?”

Jin Ha-yeon, Dam Bin, and often had fights with the leaders of the armed forces that returned to Nanju.

“As a follower of the new religion, I welcome any opportunity to interact with you, Confucius.”

Dam-bin, who had said so, sat down about three feet away from Ilmok.

‘It’s amazing no matter how much I look at it.’

Dam-bin, who gave off a gentle vibe like an experienced maid.

As she raises her internal energy and enters a fighting stance, a sexy smile appears on her lips.

In contrast to her sexy smile, black threads that could easily pierce human skin sprang out from her sleeves.

Pot!

Ilmok dodged the first attack with light movements, but before he knew it, the threads that Dambin had spread were spread out all around.

Like a spider’s trap.

Ilmok moved forward, dodging the spider webs with light movements or cutting them with the Ascension Sword, and as Ilmok approached, Dambin retreated and continued to scatter new threads.

Among them were some conspicuous threads, and some traps hidden between the mud of the smoke field or in the shadows.

The fight between the two took the form of a chase, but it never seemed like one person had the upper hand.

Since it wasn’t a matter of life and death, they were giving and taking to each other to some extent, and because their realms weren’t that different.

Crunch.

As he cut the black thread that suddenly popped out from under his feet, Ilmok thought about the difference between Dambin’s martial arts and his own.

‘You could say that we’re climbing completely different mountains, although they’re similar in height.’

As a typical example, Dam-bin also escaped from the extreme but did not use any strength at all.

No, to begin with, it felt like there was almost no training to handle the strong energy.

And Ichimoku had a vague idea of ​​the reason.

‘Forming strength with a sword that is only three feet long and holding it in your hand is a completely different story than forming strength with a ball of thread like that.’

Due to the nature of the martial arts Dam-bin had mastered, Gang-gi was a terribly inefficient skill.

That is why, instead of condensing the energy to the extreme, Dambin was raising his level by handling it in various forms through as many threads as possible.

Which is the correct answer: condensing the energy to the limit or splitting it into the smallest pieces and using it in various ways?

As soon as he thought of such a topic, the words Cheonma had said came to Ichimoku’s mind.

– The warriors of the Central Plains often talk about the realm of the peak, but this is nothing more than a false realm created because the path from the peak to the realm of the ocean is too long.

When I first heard that, Ichimoku had that thought.

Since the Master’s realm was so high, I wondered if it was funny for his subordinates to divide the realm among themselves.

In a game that was hugely popular in modern times, as the challenger said, “Everyone is the same, like in a golf game.”

But now I think I understand the true meaning a little.

‘The Dark Spider Blood Silk Technique that Dambin Jojang mastered is also said to be a magical technique of ascension, so if you can finally escape from the demonic realm, you will be able to reach the Inha Realm.’

Whether it is the art of condensing energy to the limit or the art of dividing energy to the limit and applying it, ultimately, you can reach the Inhae Realm.

Then why do the martial artists of the Central Plains talk about the pinnacle of martial arts and are obsessed with strong energy?

The question of what to do could be answered without difficulty.

‘The martial artists of the Gangho and Moorim. In particular, most of the martial artists of the Jeongpa use swords. The next most commonly used weapons are swords or spears. Or, when it comes to martial arts performed with a fist, it is more advantageous to condense the energy to create a strong energy rather than splitting it into small pieces.’

On the other hand, the types of magic of the Heavenly Demon Sect were quite diverse. The problem was that the side effects were also diverse.

Naturally, various magical arts that he knew came to mind.

‘If you think about it, the distinction between peaks is also strange. It would be harder to make swords or pottery than to make a water gun like Seon-ah.’

The difficulty level was bound to be different between wrapping energy around your hand, which is your own body, and wrapping energy around a weapon, which is not your body.

There is a reason why they say it is the union of the two swords.

However, on the other hand, if they were of similar skill level, it would be advantageous for someone who used a sword or a sword to have an advantage over someone who was not skilled in martial arts.

‘Jin Ha-yeon who handles yin energy, and Dae-sa-hyeong who handles yang energy are the same. Since they handle dangerous energy, it would be difficult to raise their level, but if you compare them with people of similar levels, it would be overwhelmingly advantageous.’

If you think about it that far, you can naturally reach a certain conclusion.

‘The ways to handle qi are infinite, depending on the type of martial arts. And depending on the type of ascending magic, there are many ways to enter the realm of qi.’

So, in the end, the only thing that matters is ‘how perfectly I can control the energy as I wish.’

The way to handle ki is simply to pursue the most efficient method that suits the characteristics of each martial art.

When you can control your energy perfectly according to your will, wouldn’t that be reaching the state called Talma or ‘Inhaegyeong’?

And Ilmok thought.

‘I don’t know why the body is reconstructed as a result of the transformation.’

And even if I knew this right away, nothing much changed.

Just because I knew that I had to perfectly control my energy according to my will to advance to the next level, that didn’t mean I could truly control my energy perfectly according to my will.

but.

‘There’s no need to focus solely on one topic called Kang-gi.’

The important thing was that we realized that Ganggi was just a means.

“Phew.”

As Ilmok let out a light sigh after gathering all his thoughts, Dambin, who had been watching Ilmok without moving for some time, asked.

“Have you attained enlightenment?”

At that question, Ichimoku shook his head.

“Rather than enlightenment, it was more a question of how to practice.”

“???”

Whether Dam-bin made a puzzled expression or not, Ilmok held his sword according to his own conclusion and began to dance alone.

Until now, I have been dismantling the herbivores that I had been practicing habitually and unconsciously.

‘What if I use my internal energy like this?’

By intentionally distorting the flow of energy, he created an unnatural flow, and at other times, he manipulated energy in a flow that was completely unrelated to the movements of his body.

– Oh my! Doesn’t that feel unnatural?

– I’m telling you to show off your perfect swordsmanship!

Even though another self still remaining in his head screamed, Ilmok ignored the screams and continued his sword dance.

Unlike before, the sword dance of Ilmok did not flow like water.

It was always creaking and seemed to move like a puppet hanging on a string, and it seemed like a puppet being manipulated by a novice puppeteer.

The expressions of the three women who were watching this sword dance subtly changed.

It wasn’t because I had gained some enlightenment through that strange sword dance of Ichimoku.

‘It seems that the eight Confuciuses have attained a state of mind rather than enlightenment.’

Dam-bin was worried that Ilmok’s skills had declined.

‘… You must have come up with some strange method again.’

Jin Ha-yeon seemed to be either trusting or distrusting, and seemed to think that there must be a reason for everything.

‘Don’t worry, brother. Even if you become a wreck due to the possession of coins, I will take care of you for the rest of your life.’

For some reason, Hyukryun Seon-ah’s eyes were shining.

* * *

Somewhere in the Central Plains.

The red-light district of Nanzhou, the capital of Gansu Province, is a place where an incomparable, gigantic entertainment district has formed.

A corner of the street where angry women solicit customers and drunken men walk up and down the street.

Unlike the fancy kiru and juru located all over the streets, this kiru’s separate room has an ordinary atmosphere.

There, a middle-aged man who was leisurely enjoying a drink alone like a bum suddenly asked a question to the air.

“Do you have something urgent to do?”

In response to his question, a shadow grew longer in the darkness and someone dressed in black appeared.

“Contact with this elder, Yang Jong, who was heading to Nanju, has been cut off. Contact with Nanju Buntaju has also been cut off.”

“Hmm. That rat-like guy got hit.”

The middle-aged man smiled with interest, then lifted his glass and poured some into his mouth.

“I think it was called Mireukmyeonggyo? It seems like a pretty interesting place.”

“You dared to touch the elders and the disciples of the main text. Shouldn’t you take revenge?”

At the black-clad man’s question, the man burst into laughter.

“Hahaha. Revenge? Who? Me?”

“… … .”

When the man in black showed no reaction, the man clicked his tongue lightly and said.

“Tsk. Since when have we Haomen been talking about revenge for being loyal?”

“If so, what do you plan to do?”

The man in black asked with confidence. Even if he says that, he will take some action.

As if responding to the black-clad man’s confidence, the man answered with a playful smile.

“A rat has its own way of doing things. If you’re from Haomen, you should do business in a Haomen-like manner, right?”

“Are you telling me to dig into the Maitreya Buddhism?”

“Hahaha. You’ve improved. Now you understand what I’m saying a little. Now that some weird guys have suddenly appeared out of nowhere and taken over Gansu Province, I’m sure there are a lot of people who are curious about them.”

And if there was any desirable information about the Maitreya Buddhism, there would certainly be those who would become greedy.