Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 337
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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 337
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At the time when Ilmok was heading towards Nanju, Wei Jin-hak, who had become the leader of the Cheonmasin religion, was delving into the martial arts contained in the secret recipe of the Cheonmasin Gong.
“Sigh. Haa.”
As he sat cross-legged and used his internal energy according to the instructions of the Cheonma Shingong, the hot yang energy in his danjeon ran through all the acupoints of his body.
How long would it take for the explosive mara sword technique to run at a completely different blood pressure?
Wi Jin-hak, who had once again gathered his energy in his dantian, immediately sat up and pulled out the Heavenly Demon Sword.
The internal energy that had been pent up exploded towards his superiority, and soon a majestic energy gathered around the Heavenly Demon Sword, forming flames of energy.
It was similar to the usual bright red blazing fireworks, but the flames were strangely dark in color.
Looking at the flame that had not yet completely turned into a black flame, Wei Jin-hak sighed with regret.
“Whew. There’s still a long way to go.”
It seemed like it would take quite some time to completely change the energy of the Burst Mara Sword Technique into the energy of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique.
Wi Jin-hak, who was internally feeling regretful, immediately began swinging the Heavenly Demon Sword and unfolding the techniques of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.
Cheonma Shingong, like other magical arts of the Demonic Cult, also had various martial arts mixed into one martial art.
Sword techniques, armor techniques, internal energy techniques, and light-hearted techniques were all tied together under the name of Cheonma Shingong.
However, there was something that was clearly different from other magic.
“Haat!”
Wei Jin-hak’s sword, swinging in the air in the training ground, was filled with a strong energy.
Pot!
Wi Jin-hak, who was flying towards the imaginary enemy, was moving his body while striking the air.
All the herbivores of Cheonmasingong were like that.
Ganggi, Heungdapbo, Heungseopmul, etc.
The skills that only those who were able to handle the energy as a righteousness could perform were considered basic in the secret art called Cheonmasingong.
In order to understand the secrets of the Cheonma Shingong even superficially, you must be at least at the highest level, and at the very least, you must have heard the Inhae Gyeong to properly understand the meaning written in the secrets.
Although it was a magic technique boasting an absurdly high level of difficulty, Wei Jinxue was easily able to display the first half of the techniques one by one.
It was not only because his talent for martial arts was outstanding, but also because he had already reached a certain level.
It had been several years since he had successfully escaped from the demon world and entered the Inhae-gyeong. Since he had already escaped the beginning of the Inhae-gyeong, he could easily understand and demonstrate the first half of the Heavenly Demon Art.
I spent a long time practicing while unfolding the sword skills and secret techniques of Cheonma Shingong.
Wi Jin-hak, whose internal energy had been somewhat exhausted, swung his right hand, which was holding up only his index and middle fingers as if forming a seal, and pointed to the scabbard worn at his side.
Then, the Heavenly Demon Sword, which had been dancing in the air, flew into the scabbard as if it was being sucked in.
It was the first stage of the swordsmanship, the level of the hand-held sword.
Furthermore, if one could perform swordsmanship with one’s eyes without having to make a seal with one’s hands, it was called a Mok-eo-geom (目馭劍), and if one could perform swordsmanship with one’s mind just by thinking about it, it was called a Sim-eo-geom (心馭劍).
Wi Jin-hak, who had completed his training in the art of swordsmanship, recalled the content written at the end of the Cheonma Shingong Secret Manual.
Unlike the other contents written in the emergency letter, the handwriting, which had not dried on the ink for a very long time, was familiar to Wei Jin-hak.
That is why Wi Jin-hak was able to immediately know who had left the note.
‘This is a verse added by the Master.’
Wi Jin-hak, who had deliberately left some spare energy, wanted to practice the last of the nine rules written by the previous Heavenly Horse, Hyukryeon Il-hwi.
‘Cheonma Gunrim Bora. It was truly a feat worthy of the name Cheonma. I can’t help but think of him as a master.’
As I was reciting the scriptures used in the emergency, I felt as if I was receiving teachings directly from the ascended master.
Wi Jin-hak cultivated his thoughts and developed his mental imagery according to the teachings written in the Old Testament.
The moment when you think of an imaginary enemy, imagine yourself growing bigger and trampling on him like an ant, and take a step forward as if you were stepping on a real awakening.
thud.
The magical energy that had spread from Wei Jin-hak’s dantian began to crush the space where the imaginary enemy had been standing.
‘Is it a case of the mind killing?’
Wi Jin-hak, who opened the Cheonma Gunrimbo written in the scroll, was able to easily understand the true meaning of the Cheonma Gunrimbo.
‘… If it were the Master, he would probably have imagined cutting down someone as the next step.’
Although Wi Jin-hak also used a sword, the essence of the magic he learned was closer to Yeolyangjigong.
‘Burn.’
Going one step further from the Heavenly Demon Lord, Wei Jin-hak imagined himself burning an imaginary enemy.
And that moment when concentration reaches its peak.
A black flame appeared in the air.
“Ugh… .”
Immediately after, a terrible headache broke Wei Jin-hak’s concentration.
“Is it still too early for this?”
As if to push away a headache, Wei Jin-hak shook his head gently.
“I will definitely fulfill all of the Master’s teachings.”
Wi Jin-hak uttered words that were unclear as either a pledge to himself or a pledge to his ascended master, and sat cross-legged again.
He started to practice the Un-gi-jo-sik according to the secrets of Cheon-ma-singong to fill his almost empty dan-jeon.
“Swoop. Hooooo.”
Repeat deep breathing dozens of times.
In Wei Jin-hak’s eyes, which had fallen deep into his inner world, a shape of a red-hot flame was reflected.
Black energy rushed in from all directions toward the small flame that was burning brightly, and the small flame began to grow in size rapidly.
How long did it take to watch the flames turn black?
– Burn the world.
On the other side of the fire, a man who looked exactly like him spoke to him.
– The world is stained with evil. I am the flame that purifies the world, and the greatest demon that burns all evil. I am Cheonma.
– Burn the world. Use their blood and flesh, their sins as fertilizer, and open a new world.
Take a moment to look at your other self, who is glaring at you and muttering as if whispering to himself.
“Shout!!”
In the imaginary world, Wei Jin-hak’s eyes, which had burst open after the death of the lion, flashed open.
His eyes momentarily took on a dark aura, but quickly returned to their original color.
“… Is this the side effect of the Cheonma Shingong that I only heard about?”
It felt like I was suffering from side effects that I had forgotten about since I got the drug.
However, Wei Jin-hak did not find the side effects unpleasant.
“Still, it seems like your achievements have risen quite a bit.”
The fact that there were side effects meant that he was learning the Heavenly Demonic Skill properly.
Wi Jin-hak, with a satisfied smile, left the training ground and headed to the main temple.
While Wi Jin-hak was receiving a report from Eunwi Gak-ju at the Kyojujeon, a guest came to the Kyojujeon.
“The head of the Hyukryun Sega family, Hyukryun Cheon Gang, has come to you at the call of the cult leader.”
Wei Jin-hak greeted Hyukryeon Cheon-gang with a smile, even bowing down on one knee.
“Hahaha. Welcome, Hyukryun Se-ga-ju. Actually, I have something I want to leave to you.”
“Please give your order.”
“Because this cult leader ascended to the position of cult leader, the position of cult leader has become vacant. Over the past few days, this cult leader has tried to take on the cult leader’s work, but from the perspective of having to lead the entire cult, it doesn’t seem right.”
If a cult leader serves as the head of a specific organization, there is a risk that too much power will be concentrated in that organization.
That was the pretext, but in reality it was for division of labor.
This was because I was trying to handle both my duties as a cult leader and as a cult leader, so I had difficulty properly training in the Heavenly Demonic Skill.
Years of working as a sergeant major.
Wei Jin-hak had become very accustomed to passing on the work he had learned from Cheonma and Ilmok.
“… It is right to elect a new leader of the Kyomagak, but this old man knows nothing about the Kyomagak’s affairs. It seems right to elect someone from among those who originally worked at the Kyomagak.”
As if he had read Wei Jin-hak’s mind, Hyukryeon Cheon-gang subtly hinted at his intention to refuse.
“Hahaha. Don’t worry about that. The Guyang Se-ga family, who took charge of the guardian deity, was the same, and the Baek Se-ga family, who took charge of the missionary deity, was the same, right?”
Wei Jin-hak pressured Hyeokryeon Cheon-gang by citing precedents.
“In any case, the actual work will be handled by those who were originally in charge of the work. In the original religious sect, wasn’t the role of the head of each organization to control the believers from going wild?”
“… If someone who has been deprived of his horse has to take charge, how about leaving it to Dokgo Se-ga-ju rather than this old man?”
When he mentioned Dokgo Ryong, who had sworn allegiance to Wei Jinhak, Wei Jinhak laughed heartily.
“Hahaha. It seems that Dokgo Se-ga-ju’s personality doesn’t suit Gyoma-gak. Dokgo Se-ga-ju has other work to do, so there’s no need to worry.”
“…I will follow the will of the cult leader.”
When Hyukryeoncheon-gang finally accepted his will, Wei Jin-hak joked to lighten the mood.
“Ah, since we’re talking about Dokgo Se-ga-ju, I heard an interesting story from Dokgo Se-ga-ju. It was on the last day of the Master’s ascension ceremony. It was the story that Hyukryeon Se-ga-ju and Dokgo Se-ga-ju shared.”
“Are you talking about Dokgo Se-ju and me?”
What on earth did that Dokgo Ryong say? Hyukryeon Cheon Gang felt an inexplicable sense of unease.
“That’s right. I heard that the leader’s vessel is separate, so he didn’t bother to fight for it. Hahaha. Dokgo Se-ga-ju said that the leader’s vessel that Hyeokryeon Se-ga-ju spoke of is the real leader. Is that true?”
At Wei Jin-hak’s subsequent words, Hyukryeon Cheon-gang had to try hard to swallow his curses.
‘This crazy old man, Dokgo Ryong, will do anything!’
* * *
Gansu Province Nanju.
“Guest? What kind of guest do you mean?”
When Ilmok asked with a bewildered expression, Goo Yangmun answered.
“Hwangbo Yeon, the head of the Hwangbo Se family, and Hwangbo Sehee, known as the most beautiful woman in Shandong, have come to visit us.”
After hearing those two names, a memory that Ichimoku had forgotten came to mind.
‘… Now that I think about it, you said you’d come back later.’
I couldn’t remember the details. It was just something written in a letter that I had roughly skimmed through and thrown away.
“Currently, the Mireukmyunggyo sect has formed a friendly relationship with the Hwangbo Sega sect, so it would be difficult to expel them without permission. However, we could not just leave them to wait, so we were about to send a messenger to the headquarters.”
At Gu Yang-moon’s awkwardly smiling words, Ilmok nodded.
“Let me meet you once.”
As he had done in the past, Ilmok went to the main temple of Mireukmyeonggyo with a mask on his face.
The servants who followed him also wore masks on their faces just in case.
“This way.”
Following Guyangmun’s instructions, Ilmok arrived at a pavilion located in a corner of the garden, where two women were waiting for him.
Hwangbo Yeon, who was six feet tall and had a sturdy build despite being a woman. And a woman who was relatively tall for a woman, but was noticeably smaller and thinner than Hwangbo Yeon, was sitting there wearing a cotton swab.
“It’s been a long time, Kwon Bong, Lady Hwangbo.”
When Ilmok greeted him with a poker, Hwangbo Yeon quickly got up and took the poker in return.
“We didn’t know that the day we came would be this late.”
“It seems like you’ve had quite a bit of success so far.”
“I wanted to continue practicing in seclusion until I reached my goal, but because of the Blood Cult guys, I ended up giving up before I could complete the period.”
As she answered like that, Hwangbo Yeon’s eyes were filled with confidence.
“For something like that, doesn’t it seem like we’ve already passed the climax?”
“It was a phone call. Fighting the Blood Cult guys and gaining actual combat experience made me realize why I was blocked by a wall.”
Ichimoku nodded as if he understood.
Ichimoku also had many instances of people gaining enlightenment during life-or-death battles with evildoers.
‘The scars on his face also seem to have been caused by the war with the Blood Cult.’
A scar on a woman’s face was a sad thing in many ways, but Hwangbo Yeon didn’t seem to care at all.
Rather, it was a proud expression, and that expression, combined with her physique, gave off a strong impression of a sturdy female warrior.
Immediately after Hwangbo Yeon and Ilmok exchanged greetings, the woman who had been covering her face with a scarf took it off.
Then, a face like a fairy, worthy of the nickname Shandong Jeilmi, appeared.
She even put on makeup properly, as if she had planned it all out.
“I thought it would be rude to greet someone with your face covered.”
As she explained why she had taken off her clothes, as if making an excuse, her cherry-red lips moved seductively.
Hyukryun Seon-ah, who was behind Ilmok, began to openly spew murderous intent at her.