The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 353

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Episode 353 It has to be repeated to explode one day.

Naturally, I didn’t just run at the waterfall once. As the water was pouring down and gushing over me about a dozen times, Cheonak, who was watching, jumped down and said to me.

“Moonju, come out now.”

Without thinking, I jumped off the waterfall and landed beyond the waterfall, but strangely, I felt like I had run a longer distance than usual.

I never thought it would be so easy to move to a place without a stream of water.

Do you feel like you’re a bird? I was once again amazed and looked at the pouring waterfall.

“… … that’s interesting.”

Of course, this is possible because I trained both externally and internally in the first place. Although he couldn’t cut the stream right away, he still had the strength to surge over a hundred more times. People are so treacherous. It feels like the shackles of the waterfall have been released.

I looked at the waterfall and spoke to Cheonak.

“Sir, should I come again?”

“It is better to raise the level and then check occasionally. You will be able to see with your own eyes the gap that has been overcome through progress… … .”

Cheon-ak broke off a long, sturdy tree branch and threw it halfway up the waterfall. The branch flew quickly and got stuck in a crevice in the rock next to the waterfall.

puck!

“It is the height you have reached.”

Looking at it this way, it seemed to be quite high, and considering that I also have quite deep internal energy, it also seemed low.

Cheon-ak said, draping his coat over one shoulder.

“let’s go.”

I also draped the jacket I had taken off over my shoulders and followed Cheonak.

So, the actions and words Cheonak showed me since yesterday had a consistent meaning.

Applying pressure by adding weight to movements that challenge tension.

Pressure was applied to the thighs while carrying the twin iron bars.

Today, I climbed up the waterfall using a combination of internal and external techniques.

Before breakfast, I explained the harmony between external and internal energy using the middle finger tanjigong.

Actually, I wish you had explained it to this extent.

The following training was explained in such detail that I could easily do it on my own.

Cheonak said while walking.

“Remember the feeling of force surging vertically and in a straight line. When each finger is connected with the thumb, only the middle finger is stretched out in a straight line. The remaining index, ring, and little fingers are twisted, or the thumb is not in a stable position.”

While listening to Cheonak’s words, I checked the holes in my fingers. As Cheonak said, only the middle finger starting from the thumb was very straight, like a straight sword extending out.

Cheonak’s words continued.

“When practicing the martial arts of a school, such as boxing, swordsmanship, and martial arts, the commonly mentioned beginner’s style is a kind of fixed form.”

“exactly.”

“If he follows that format without any error even when actually fighting, is he an expert or a fool?”

“Of course I’ll be a fool.”

“Everyone makes variations to suit the situation and the attitude they need to take at the moment. “Isn’t that right?”

“That’s right.”

Cheonak stopped walking and looked at me.

“But why do so many sects practice, repeat, and cultivate that fixed format every day?”

I opened my eyes wide.

“Not for variation, but to practice harmonious and ideal attacks in its repetition? Like practicing the Stop Tanjigong.”

Cheonak nodded.

“It may have been like that at first, but is it still like that now? You probably do it because your master or your brother-in-law tells you to do it. Without even realizing the important purpose. Ultimately, other bodies must also be trained to achieve harmony between external and internal energy. “Even the repetition of meaningless kicks becomes meaningful when you catch up with the perfection of the ball kick.”

“… … .”

“It is a vain desire to try to win over others just by being famous. Even if an incompetent bastard performs a fairly famous martial arts technique, if he is caught by an ignorant warrior two levels higher than him, all his limbs will be broken. So then, what is the use of the high reputation of herbivorous food? What developed after that was inner strength. “If we simply increased the power of the strike, it would have seemed quite strong, but that is not perfect.”

I nodded.

Cheonak’s words continued.

“However, those who instinctively realize the meaninglessness of such actions tend to find their own path and meaning through cultivation. You may be one of those types. There are those who practice hard without knowing their purpose, and then belatedly find out their purpose due to the enlightenment of cultivation itself. Although it is late, such people also become masters.”

“That’s right.”

“But we cannot close the gap with those who knew our purpose from the beginning. The reason why a prestigious faction is prestigious is because there are more specific oral traditions like this than written words on the rank. “There is no way to become weak easily.”

While we were talking, we walked back down the mountain path and came across a gently flowing river. It was a river that was quite wide and flowing proudly.

Cheon-ak said as he headed towards the river.

“As time passes, martial arts will gradually disappear or deteriorate.”

“Why is that like that?”

“It’s probably because most human beings are lazy or hate pain. Even Baekga has an excellent intellect, but rather than training through the pain of self-importance, he is interested in and spends a lot of time on trivia, such as memorizing and making modified tools such as hand fans. Baekga’s harmony stopped a long time ago. “I know it too.”

Cheonak, who was looking at the river, asked me.

“Are you going to give up harmony too?”

This question sounded like this:

Are you planning to stop training when you become reasonably strong?

I have never been asked such a powerful question.

Perhaps the mindset of answering this question will determine the future limits.

I stood next to Cheonak and looked at the flowing river.

It was a simple question, but it was not easy to answer. Because, when I felt that I was as strong as I thought, I felt like I would live leisurely, somehow satisfied with the situation.

If so, Cheonak was warning that development would only go that far.

“Senior, do you plan to practice until you die of old age?”

Cheonak answered with his arms crossed.

“I don’t die of old age. “I will die on my way to becoming the best in the world.”

“… … .”

“If your purpose is clear, not even old age or illness can get in the way of your journey.”

Becoming stronger through training is a later result.

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From the beginning, I felt like this kind of mindset was the starting point of becoming a master. When I imagined competing in mindsets while living my life, there weren’t many people who thought I would be pushed back, but now I’m even worse.

How can it be this absurd… … .

Samjae seems to be Samjae.

I was feeling that Cheonak’s attitude was more frightening than Cheonak’s martial arts skills.

‘That’s amazing.’

After raising the topic, Cheonak did not force me to answer right away. Squatting down, Cheonak picked up a small rock and threw it at it with his middle finger.

A loud sound erupted and the small stones flew out and spread across the flowing river water.

It was different from the water sujebi I often played.

The stone had not touched the surface of the water at all. However, the calm water surface was cracked by the force of the rock extending outward. The stone flew away in an instant and eventually reached the ground on the other side and rolled around.

It was a tanjigong that was difficult for me to follow right now.

I picked up a rock and struck it with a sling. The low-lying stone stretched out, repelling the water, until it reached the other side.

Now that I think about it… … .

I can’t be trapped in a place like this and just practice like a seeker.

In order to pursue harmony between internal and external energy, he is a personality that cannot focus on training alone while disconnected from the world.

That’s because it’s the head of Hao Mun.

However, this does not mean that you will indulge in laziness.

The moment when Cheonak asked a question in his own way, and I had to answer in my own way.

I conveyed my thoughts to Cheonak.

“I can’t be like my senior.”

“Is that so?”

“It could take ten years. It might take longer than that. But I will try to embrace harmony. As well as the harmony between internal and external energy. Let’s also pursue harmony between extreme yang and extreme yin. I try to harmoniously mix personal happiness in my life with Lim So-baek’s sense of responsibility. I have to watch over Hao Wen and protect my young disciple as he grows up. I am not the type of person who can go into a cave alone and ignore the world. Because it’s so big… … . I harmoniously accept the harshness of my senior and the letting go of my beggar senior. One day, when I feel a limit like Untitled, I have to pass on what I learned from my seniors to my students. “Among my disciple’s disciples, my disciple’s disciples, my disciple’s friends, and my friend’s sons, I think there will be at least one person who will inherit what I taught and become the best in the world.”

Cheonak looked at me once and then looked at the river again.

“… … .”

“Since the world will continue, we must also ensure that the harmony taught us by our seniors continues.”

Cheonak said.

“Is that the thousand-year-old charlatan you told Baekga about?”

“exactly.”

“That’s grand.”

Cheonak picked up a rock and threw it like I did. Looking at it this way, the movements were very natural, as if I had done a lot of mulsujebi in the past.

The stone thrown by Cheonak flew as if grazing the surface of the water, causing waves.

Suddenly, Cheonak snorted and laughed.

“… … Admitting that you can’t do it is also your way. You never know who will be the best in the world. Since it cannot be achieved with human effort alone, it must be followed by heavenly luck, and I hope that you will have heavenly luck. “Let’s go back.”

I headed to the Steel Mountain Lodge with Cheon-ak. Cheon-ak spoke as if it had nothing to do with the conversation we had while looking at the river.

“The fact that Baekga brought you here means that you are not an enemy of the scholars.”

“Not the enemy.”

“If you and Lim Sobaek are helping each other, then you are not Baekdo’s enemy.”

“That’s true, but I’ve always been someone’s enemy. In terms of killings, I’ve probably killed more than my senior. I’m not a peaceful man.”

In fact, if I had shut myself away somewhere and focused only on training, ignoring the world, I would not have encountered the evil of heaven.

In the end, my tone remains unchanged.

Su-ryeon’s mindset was rather similar to that of Cheonak and Gyoju.

I don’t expect to be able to surpass two people in the same way. I can’t pursue enlightenment with a kind of empty mind like the beggar senior.

While I’m wiping the table with a mop, I eavesdrop on the guests, sometimes meddle, and often get into fights with thieves out of anger.

When we arrived at the training center.

The student in white was standing on his head and doing push-ups while holding on to a piece of metal.

Cheonak said.

“Why the hell? suddenly.”

The white student answered while continuing to do push-ups.

“If you come here, of course you have to practice. “When I go outside, it’s hard to practice because I’m so busy.”

Cheonak prowled around like a tiger to warm himself up and grabbed hold of the twin iron bars. I held a piece of metal that looked suitable in both hands, then went to a slightly wider area and sat down and stood up repeatedly.

Anyway, I was planning on staying like this until Havok made lunch.

I can’t believe I’m looking at the three of us objectively again… … .

There were no crazy people in the world. Anyway, the target point to descend from the Steel Mountain has been set. I plan to climb through the waterfall from here. In any case, in order to succeed in that task, you have to lift more metal without anyone telling you to do so.

The white-robed student moves while looking at the world upside down.

Cheonak began to perform the baton technique while holding a double iron baton.

In the meantime, I sat down and got up again and again, carrying the piece of iron on my back, like a person who had forgotten about the world.

This is because it has to be repeated to explode one day.

…The color demon returned to the white demon and headed home after leaving the sword demon’s residence. She couldn’t even guess how long it would be before she returned. On her way back, she felt like she was being stared at by strangers, so she looked around her master’s residence a few times and by the time she returned, the sun had already set.

It was a neighborhood street I hadn’t walked in a long time… … .

Nothing had changed.

In the past, I usually walked at dawn or in the morning while drinking, but I thought I might be going home too early.

The demon walking down the darkened road suddenly stopped and looked back.

“… … .”

Coincidentally, it was a place with alleys on both sides of the road, and it was also the route I took when I fought the third guy.

The pervert slowly moved his head back and forth and then said.

“… … “Come out.”

“… … .”

“Come out, you idiots.”

As soon as the cursing ended, identical-looking old men walked out of both alleys. The sex horse said as he touched her nose.

“what? Are you a ghost? “They’re twins.”

They were rare twins who had the same clothes, appearance, features, and even gait. One guy said to the slut.

“Confucius Mong, there is a rumor that you have mastered the ice ball.”

The color demon answered.

“however?”

“I guess it’s true.”

The color demon looked at the twins and nodded.

“You two, you are not ghosts. I’ve heard about twins a few times… … .”

Saekma searched for his memories and spoke to the two people.

“House of Yin-Yang?”

The two old men laughed at the same time. One of them said to the lecher.

“Mong Gongja, do you want to fight? If you are afraid, run now and call your master. Call the guy called Yukhap or whatever. I will fight you three times.”

“Why did you two come to see me? Have you been caught up in a demonic cult? or not.”

“Or something.”

“Are you going to suck up my inner strength? If you want to learn Binggong, go up first. I will make you my disciple. “You stupid old bastards.”

When the twins’ complexions turned red at the same time… … .

The devil laughed with his teeth exposed.

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