Episode 319. The opening of heaven and earth (1)
“Master! It’s a big deal! The current minor teacher… … !”
“You’ve already entered Shaolin.”
Hoyoseong’s eyes twitched.
That Liang was headed for Shaolin.
It is meaningless to question what kind of inner thoughts he has. The fact that Ma-in, and the next master of the religion, headed for Shaolin was itself a tremendous thing.
“Did you know?”
“Yes.”
“Did you read the story of the reigning demon of the young schoolmaster?”
“It is not so.”
“yes?”
Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes looking at the window harbored an unknown emotion.
“You can tell even if it’s not the reigning mawanggi. At the border of Shencheon, the demonic energy of Sun Liangi is constantly sending alerts.”
Ho Yo-seong’s face hardened.
Magi sends a warning? I didn’t know exactly what it felt like, but it was an unusual remark even at first glance.
“Then now, the minor teacher… … .”
“I met Dingjung.”
“yes?”
Perseok!
The wine glass in Lee Cheon-sang’s large hand was shattered.
I can’t control my strength just by thinking about it. It must mean that it was a surprise to Lee Cheon-sang.
“Red pine, I met the old man.”
“Red shipment… … ? Do you mean red pine?”
“The previous generation, the millennium Shaolin first created and bestowed the title of Wubultaesangwonro.”
“… … ?!”
“Arhat Kwonsin, you mean someone who is good at punching.”
“omg!”
There was no way that Ho Yo-seong did not know the name of the law called red pine. It’s just that the name was already forgotten in this era, so I couldn’t recall it right away.
transfer of authority.
He was an invincible master who encompassed all generations and midfielders. He used to be called a double god along with Hyeon Cheon Jin-in, who was known as a master who was comparable to him.
The political faction of the previous generation, guarded by the two monsters, was no different from an iron fortress reaching to the end of the sky. There was no master in magic or sapa to deal with them.
Until another absolute master appeared in magic.
“It can be seen through Liang’s demonic energy. That old man seems to have attained enlightenment in the meantime. It’s different from thirty years ago.”
Ho Yo-seong, who had been staring blankly at Lee Cheon-sang, sighed.
“It is too late to dispatch troops now.”
“There won’t be any need for that.”
“Why?”
Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes deepened.
“You’re a soft-spoken man. Especially if you know that you are my disciple, you won’t try to harm me at all.”
“… … Have you met the authority?”
“Long ago.”
Ho Yoseong swallowed his saliva.
At this moment, he was more curious about what the meeting of the two absolutes would have been like than the shock that the next master of the religion had gone to Shaolin, the enemy.
“How was it?”
“It was shocking.”
Shock.
Ho Yo-seong was also a shock. I didn’t know that such words would come out of Lee Cheon-sang’s mouth.
“Whatever my qualities were, I was quite arrogant back then. The dream of establishing Shinto on the rock burned fiercely every day, but I never doubted that my skills were the best in the world.”
“… … .”
“The old man who shook that steel-like confidence to the core was the same person.”
“… … !”
“I was too young then. Her pride was hurt, but at the same time she was inflamed with a sense of triumph. He said he wanted to stick with that old man who was said to be the best in midfield and prove that I was one step above.”
A strange feeling appeared on Lee Cheon-sang’s face.
A demon who recalls his youthful self. Recalling his immaturity in the past was quite interesting to him, who had unwavering confidence.
“So, did you fight?”
“The old man said he was afraid and withdrew.”
“I see.”
“You stupid old man. Obviously, in terms of skill, I was being pushed behind by a single margin.”
Hoyoseong’s eyes widened.
“Is it surprising?”
“… … That’s right.”
“I couldn’t help it. At that time, I was in my 40s, and I was over the age of 60. For those who have glimpsed the ultimate state, time brings experience and maturity, not decline. No matter how much I am, it is bound to be burdensome in front of the power of time.”
Lee Cheon-sang laughed.
“Of course, I would have won if life or death had actually happened.”
“I have no doubts about the victory of the leader.”
“It’s not because of the variables in the actual battle.”
Pouring alcohol into a new glass, he emptied it coolly.
“Even though he obtained the ultimate martial arts, he is a nobleman with a soft heart. Even if he were to make a life-and-death decision, he wouldn’t be the kind of person who would be able to properly kill people.”
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Ho Yo-seong’s eyes shone.
“When you said there would be no need to send troops even if you knew in advance, that’s what you meant.”
“There were times when I was tough, and there were times when I was too docile. Still, Shaolin is Shaolin. I don’t like it, but they’ll never go astray as long as they’re alive.”
“Then the problem is… … .”
“Yes.”
Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes shone.
“How does Dengjung see Liang-yang, and can Liang-yang persuade Deng-jung? That would be the key.”
* * *
Seo Liang took a deep breath.
Maybe, I thought. When I met Shaolin’s masters, I thought that one of them might be able to read the traces of the shadowy technique melted into the guyumagong.
Of course, the odds of that were extremely low.
The shading machine was almost completely disassembled and scattered to the gugyeol of Guyumagong. Even with the eyes of a martial god, it would be difficult to grasp what the foundation of magic was.
Should I say that it was bad luck to meet the ambassador Jeoksong?
‘… … misfortune? it is not so.’
A gleam flashed in the red pine’s eyes.
‘Are you laughing?’
Surprisingly, Xi Liang was smiling.
It was a much fresher and calmer smile than when she cried out for freedom a moment ago.
It was because Xi Liang felt really good.
Amyeonggi was a new technique created by collecting only the secret skills of the old school and cutting them into pieces. For that part, Shaolin’s martial arts were used the most.
It is the dark spirit gi that killed the Buddha spirit and made it more realistic, but it is not enough to be called the martial art of Buddhism in reality. Didn’t Lee Cheon-sang also see through the fact that the foundation of Kuyumagong was Buddhist martial arts?
Darkness was such a martial art.
It was the power that enabled Xi Liang to earn the name Salwang in the past, and the foundation that helped him become a minor religious leader.
Kwon Shin, a legendary master, knows such martial arts. I don’t know how he knew the martial arts, but Xu Liang felt more proud than surprised.
“Do you know the shadowing technique?”
“… … Yes.”
“How was it? Darkness is a martial art.”
The red pine’s eyebrows twitched.
This time, even he couldn’t read Xi Liang’s intentions. he answered meekly.
“It was an amazing feat. He showed some gaps, but he is not lacking in Shaolin’s martial arts. Although it is the power accumulated through killing, the talent of the child Salwang, who created the amyeonggi, is indeed a gift from heaven. If he is such an amazing talent, I wanted to give him a few words of advice so that he could clean up his business and seriously devote himself to martial arts.”
“… … You did.”
“Now answer me. How can you see the traces of the shadowy technique in your demonic art?”
Seo Liang smiled.
“If I tell you, you won’t believe me.”
“I just want an honest answer.”
“The original owner of that martial art is dead.”
“know.”
“And that martial arts eventually came into my hands, and I just created another martial arts based on it.”
“That is not the answer I would like to hear.”
“I have nothing more to say. There is only the current me who has risen to a higher place based on the martial arts acquired by chance.”
The smile disappeared from Shiryang’s face before he knew it.
“I would rather ask. How does Seon-bae know about the cryptic secret created by King Sal? It is a martial art based on the old school’s Jeolhak, but it is also a martial art that has already left the hands of the old school. It doesn’t make any sense what the old ship knows.”
“I was looking for an answer, not another question.”
“Are you saying you can’t answer my question?”
“There is nothing good to know.”
“Then let’s finish with this. Roh Seon-bae asked an overly sensitive question, and I think my question is also a sensitive one to him.”
Jeoksong, who had been staring at Seo Liang, suddenly burst into laughter.
“That bastard Lee Cheon-sang raised a disciple who looked exactly like me. How is your calculus so wicked?”
“Evil?”
“It’s a calculation method I made to my taste, so it can only be called evil.”
Xi Liang smiled again.
“I just know what the route boat wants.”
“what I want?”
“Senior Roh isn’t curious about how I know the cryptic technique, right? Noh Seon-bae, aren’t you worried that if I knew the secret technique, other martial arts in Gupa might have been known to the main school?”
“He’s a sharp guy.”
“I bet there is no such thing. Only I know the structure of the dark shadow. Even the headmaster doesn’t know.”
“How can I trust you, the young demon dragon?”
She just laughed without answering.
It means that there is no need for phrases and phrases. Red Pine, who read Xi Liang’s sincerity from his confident smile, nodded his head.
“Don’t believe me.”
Do you believe so easily?
Not like that.
Red Pine was someone who had the ability to break through and see through all of the steel-like demonic powers of Xiliang. Even if you can’t read Xi Liang’s thoughts, you can know whether or not Xi Liang’s words are true.
It was possible because he had mastered the martial arts of the Buddha School, which were in conflict with magic arts, to the highest level.
“Now tell me. What’s wrong with Shaolin?”
The red pine emptied the bowl again.
The face of the red pine, which had looked dull before, returned to its original light. I was trying to save my drunkenness by suppressing my energy, but that’s not the case anymore.
“Do you know what the head office’s representative school of study known in Gangho is?”
“Yeok-gyeong-gyeong, Se-soo-gyeong.”
Xi Liang’s eyes shone.
“And the seventy-two clauses.”
“To be precise, the seventy-two rites are martial arts derived from Yeokgeunsesugyeong.”
The red pine smiled emptyly. It was a dejected smile.
“You may wonder what the use of martial arts is to a Buddhist, but Shaolin is not like that. As you said, Shaolin seen in Jianghu is different from what Buddhists see. As much as we should take responsibility, it is also important to protect the martial arts that masters have refined.”
“… … .”
“Twenty-eight of the seventy-two true copies are in the hands of Dam Maengju.”
“… … !”
“Twenty-eight of the items in Janggyeonggak of the head office are authentic copies.”
Xi Liang’s eyes widened.
“Shaolin’s exquisite skill is in the hands of the leader? Not just one or two, but twenty-eight?!”
“Yes.”
“Uh, how?”
Xu Liang in the world couldn’t help but panic this time.
The Red Song said bitterly.
“Don’t be honest. It makes no sense to turn a blind eye to the safety of the world just because twenty-eight genuine copies of the seventy-two clauses have been handed over. I don’t have a face to see the faces of my ancestors, but is it important to have a genuine copy to save the world from disaster?”
“then?”
“Have you ever heard of blood?”
“… … !!”
“Looks like you’ve heard of it.”
A subtle red light appeared on the face of the red pine, which was stained with bitterness.
It was a complex face, not sure if it was anger or sadness.
“More than half of Shaolin’s brain is poisoned by a vicious monster called Blood.”
