Episode 282
As soon as I started playing, I felt nervous.
Do you have memories of your past life?
Who on earth would believe a story like this?
Damun and Hao Wenju were able to easily convince them because they were supported by situational factors.
On the other hand, what about Dokgo Woojin?
No basis was given to determine the truth of the story.
‘The disciple who came back from the dead is spouting absurd stories out of nowhere, so you might be suspicious that he got his head injured in the fight with the Blood Witch.’
Even if I were in Dokgo Woojin’s position, I would have wondered what kind of nonsense this was.
I was fortunate not to be treated like a crazy person.
“······.”
Dokgo Woojin just stared at me quietly without any change in his expression.
There was no reaction of any kind, so I felt nervous.
‘It’s already spilled water.’
Even if I regretted it, there was no turning back now.
I tried to pretend to have a calm expression and continued talking.
“It may be hard to believe, but it’s true. Oh, I said it was a past life, but I don’t have memories of the distant past. “In fact, it’s the opposite.”
“······.”
“In my previous life, I was caught up in an internal power struggle among the forces I was involved in and died when I was just over two years old. And with that memory in mind, I returned to my childhood.”
“······.”
“Please say something. “My disciple is embarrassed because he doesn’t respond at all.”
“Keep talking.”
“Do you believe it? “Such an absurd story?”
“well. I plan to listen to the end and then judge. “But I can tell you this much with certainty.”
“······?”
“At least I can tell that you’re not playing around.”
I said ‘pick’ and laughed.
It was a reply worthy of Dokgo Woojin.
It was amazing how people could be so consistent.
I felt like a fool for feeling anxious until just before.
“First of all, I want to say I’m sorry. “I told Master a few lies.”
“lie?”
“When we first met at the Hwangryongmugwan, do you remember how I said I came to see you, Master?”
“You said you got the information through Hao Wen.”
“That’s a lie. In reality, I went to find my teacher by tracing my memories of my past life. “To become a disciple and learn the White Thunder Divine Art.”
“······.”
“My teacher in my past life was the leader of the Murim Alliance. He is called King Kwon, and he has fought countless battlefields.”
“······I was called King of Power?”
“yes. “Master took the vacancy created when the head of the Hwangbo Family’s Taesang family was killed by a vampire demon.”
“That’s an amazing story. But, through what circumstances did I in my past life become blind?”
“It is to take revenge on Cheonakgun.”
“Revenge is…”
“A vengeful ghost that wanders the battlefield to comfort the souls of its dead children. That was Master.”
“Right. “It seems that in the original history without your involvement, I lost my son due to the evil demon.”
“That’s right.”
“There is one thing I don’t understand.”
“If you have any questions, ask. “I will answer everything.”
“If you knew about me and the evil devil, why didn’t you prepare for a situation where Seongi was kidnapped?”
“that······.”
“Let me tell you, I don’t mean to question you. I just didn’t think your explanation fit the situation at the time. There are a few strange things about it that make it seem like he was just acting to win my favor. For example, at that time, you were driven to the brink of death by the evil devil.”
“To put it simply, the timing wasn’t right.”
“What do you mean?”
“Originally, in history, your son was kidnapped by the Ghost Army and transported to the Demonic Cult, something that happened a little further in the future. History changed because of my intervention. “I was quite embarrassed at the time.”
In fact, at the time, I had no idea what led Dokgo Woojin to join the alliance.
I realized this as the incident progressed.
But I wasn’t planning on going into detail about it.
Because that’s not what’s important.
“Do you remember? When I entered White Thunder Shingong, my teacher asked me that. Have you really never learned any other Naegongsimbeop besides the Samjaesimbeop?”
“It was like that.”
“The reason I was able to skillfully use the White Thunder Godkong from the beginning is because I had the experience of learning the spiritual method of ascension in my past life.”
“I definitely thought it was strange. “After listening to the story, it seems to make sense.”
“For your information, the mind technique I learned in my past life was the Heavenly Demon Mind Gong.”
“······!”
“Are you surprised?”
“So, you were able to cure those who fell into mental demons due to the Demon Cult’s arrangements?”
“That’s right.”
Dokgo Woojin laughed.
It was very easy to explain because I understood two things when I said one thing.
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“Then the fact that he died after being caught up in an internal power struggle…”
“I was caught up in a battle for succession that would determine the next Heavenly Demon. “Even though I firmly nailed it to the church leadership and said I was not interested, it was no use.”
“It’s a hard story to believe, but considering what you’ve shown so far, it’s somewhat understandable.”
“If you want to reprimand, reprimand. Even if you decide to excommunicate me, I will gladly accept it.”
“You’re talking strange things. “Why am I throwing you out?”
“Now that you have heard, you know that I approached you, Master, for impure purposes.”
“But it is also true that my son’s life was saved because of him. “Isn’t that right?”
“······.”
“Thank you for confiding in me. “It wouldn’t have been a story that could easily be told to others.”
“······Master.”
“Did you learn the gold techniques you used to fight the Blood Witch in your past life?”
“yes.”
“What is the martial artist’s name?”
“It’s a bomb sleeper. “It is one of the Six Great Geumgong (six great golden skills) resting in the Cheonryung Bookstore.”
“Just hearing the name sounds scary.”
“For your information, Wolyeonggeom is also a martial art that I learned in my past life. The world seems to think that I am the survivor or successor of Wolhwajang (月華莊), but…”
The heavy atmosphere cleared, and light chatting continued.
Master and I talked to each other for a while.
‘That’s right.’
A sense of both despair and relief raised my head at the same time.
Although the secret was revealed with a strong determination, it ended so easily that it left you feeling discouraged.
Even after hearing the story about my past life, there was no change in Master’s attitude toward me.
I felt extremely happy about it.
‘If I had known this would happen, I would have revealed it sooner.’
Even that thought raised its head.
How much time has passed like that?
Suddenly, a thought occurred to my mind.
“There is one thing I would like to ask of you, Master.”
“Tell me.”
“The disciple is joining hands with Hao Wenju to attack the secret temple of Wuying God.”
“Muyeongsintu? Are you talking about Muyeongsintu, the famous warrior of the previous era and a great swordsman?”
“yes. “It is only a guess, but there is a high possibility that the cause of the disciple’s regression lies dormant there.”
“So, would you like help in conquering Bi-dong?”
“no. Secretary Dam will take care of the task of attacking Bidong. “I would like to ask Master to escort me.”
It was a request that could be made now that the topic of regression had been revealed.
Master tilted his head and asked back.
“escort?”
“If there really is an artifact within Bidong that can turn back time, in the worst case scenario, Hao Wenju may turn into an enemy. But as you can see, the disciple’s physical condition is a mess, isn’t it? “I want to prepare for any emergency.”
“I understand what you mean.”
“Could you please listen to my disciple’s request?”
“However much.”
* * *
The poison king’s funeral has begun.
Even though it was the funeral of an absolute master who occupied the first place in the Ten Thousand Emperors, there were not many mourners.
Well-connected clans and families only sent a suitable assortment of gifts.
The reason was simple.
This was because the party, with its closed nature, refused to allow outsiders to enter.
Grumble! Come on!
Unfortunately, my body did not recover to the point where I could move.
Since I couldn’t walk on my own two feet, I had no choice but to sit on a chair on wheels and watch the ceremony from afar.
The warriors of the Tang family were busy moving around and preparing for the cremation.
If the body of a poisoner is buried as is, poison will permeate the ground, so it seems that the Tang family traditionally prefers cremation over burial.
Looking at the poison king’s body lying on a high pile of wood, I had a mixed feeling.
Grumble!
The flames soared high into the sky.
The family members of the party family who were watching the burning flames had tears in their eyes.
Some people even sat down and cried loudly.
What Dang Sang-jin said to me in the past flashed through my mind.
[You mean the rumors going around in Gangho? Those are largely true. He was so crazy about martial arts that he didn’t pay attention to other things, and he neglected his wife, whom he took in at a late age. When I think about it now, I was really immature. She did not come to her senses until her wife passed away from a chronic illness.]
[As I got older and looked back on my past life, I felt pathetic. It made me wonder how a person who was indifferent to his own family would listen to such a big deal and become the head of the family.]
Dang Sang-jin said he was unpopular, but now that I look at it, it seems that wasn’t necessarily true.
The efforts he made to correct his mistakes in his old age were not in vain.
Many people were truly saddened and mourned his death.
“······.”
For a while, I just looked at Dang Seo-yeon, standing in mourning clothes and shedding tears.
I looked back at God, who was holding the handle attached to the back of the chair, and said,
“I’ll just head back.”
“already? “The ceremony isn’t even over yet.”
“As a foreigner, I will only be a hindrance if I stay there until the end.”
“I don’t think that’s particularly likely…”
“Please do me a favor.”
“I’m afraid you might be mistaken, so I’m telling you, I’m not your exclusive servant.”
“Is there anyone in the world who can treat the gods of the world like servants?”
Shinui grumbles lightly and pushes the chair.
I turned my head, stared at the burning flames, and muttered to myself.
‘Rest in peace. Seniors.’
* * *
There was something I realized after concentrating solely on the use of internal energy for 15 days.
‘My senses have expanded.’
As Sinui said, the total amount of internal energy decreased slightly.
Permanent losses were incurred as a result of operating the gold mine.
However, the knack for utilizing internal strength has actually increased.
It was thanks to the fact that I was able to experience the next level, even if only for a short time, while using the Pokjam Demon Attack.
Ever since I got to Hwagyeong, it has been stagnant ever since.
Although I had improved my skills and broadened my range of tactics, I had no idea what I needed to do to reach the top of the county.
‘But.’
The fight against the Blood Witch showed me a path.
I felt like I vaguely knew it.
What do I need to do to reach the next level?
How can I overcome the wall?
‘It was only after I passed the critical moment that I gained direction. I guess this is called a blessing in disguise.’
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