Chapter 315. Aesthetics of control (5)
“Yeomrama-kun?!”
“That’s right! Now, Hanam said there was an uproar! I heard that men and women, young and old, all with swords on their backs, are heading to Mount Song?”
“oh my god… … Taking over Shaolin’s tablet, what the hell is that crazy?”
“Can you tell me?”
“No matter how small a priest of the Heavenly Demon God is, true. One gut is great.”
“As you say, I have good guts… … I wonder if this has gone too far.”
“It went too far. Even if I went too far, I went too far.”
“The words and actions that the young master has shown so far have been unconventional. To be honest, the impression I had about the Demonic Cultists that I had only heard about was completely shattered. Rather, it was to the extent that the Uicheon blindness seemed evil.”
“That agrees with me too.”
“But this time I can’t take it very well. Aren’t you overly arrogant to take over Shaolin’s tablet anyway?”
“It is arrogant to be arrogant, but there is no respect for the other person at all. It is none other than Shaolin. The Sun of the Righteous Sect Murim. No matter what the real purpose is, at least you shouldn’t have said simple things to take over the tablet.”
“I think so too.”
“Even though I’ve never seen it myself, I thought it was an exciting warrior in its own way, but in the end, I wonder if it’s a wild beast who can’t tell the difference.”
“I bet it isn’t.”
“huh?”
“It’s arrogant to be arrogant, but did you really call out to take the tablet of Shaolin without thinking?”
“With or without thought, it was too much.”
“Think about it. Yeomrama-kun has proven himself with amazing moves. He even showed an enterprising figure to the extent of holding a talk with later exponents. That’s an unprecedented feat that even the Iron Blood Castle Lord can’t show.”
“… … Well, that’s the case.”
“It’s true that it’s disrespectful, but it’s not something I said thoughtlessly. There must be something.”
Remittance bag said: The people are not foolish. It’s wise and sharp, but it’s just lazy.
His eyes were clear. People were amazed at Xu Liang’s actions and expressed their discomfort, but they did not forget his words and actions.
As much as the sound of criticism comes out, the gaze of anticipation is intense.
What intention does the young master of the Heavenly Demon Goddess head toward Shaolin?
Are you really thinking of taking over Shaolin’s tablet? Or is there some other intention?
Will there be a bloody wind blowing? Or will it be resolved peacefully?
Sungsan, the sacred place of Moorim, where all eyes of Jungwon were focused.
A wagon was speeding leisurely there.
* * *
The first to step out was Dongcheolgwonsa (銅鐵拳士), who was said to be the best in Geumgang Kwonmun (金剛拳門).
“Stop!!”
His booming voice reminded me of steel, like his nickname.
People who stood at a distance looked at Hankyung and the carriage while making noise here and there.
Doo doo.
The antique carriage led by six Han-blood horses did not slow down despite Han-kyung’s cry. It wasn’t running fast, but it was slowly moving at a speed that wasn’t too slow.
Hankyung’s face turned red.
“Go!”
Wow!
Step on an intense advance with a roaring lion’s roar.
The advance was so powerful that the ground shook. It was a technique called Ilgakjinsan (一脚振山) of Shaolin, and it had the power of deep gong (心功) to raise spirits.
but.
Doo doo.
The carriage still did not slow down.
Before Hankyung got angry, he couldn’t hide his surprise. It was the same for hundreds of unmanned soldiers watching this place from afar.
There was a unique spirit that could not be ignored in Hankyung’s Ilgal and Jingak. With such a spirit, it is normal for even a famous horse to be scared, but the six Korean-blooded horses did not seem to be affected in any way.
I didn’t know if he trusted his master that much or if he was a spirit creature.
Whoa!
Hankyung raised a lot of Jinki.
Geumgang Kwonmun, founded by a secular disciple of Shaolin and boasting a history of 150 years, was a Kwonbeop school known in Hanam. The vision of such a gwonmun, Cheolgeumgangsingi (鐵金剛神氣), was famous as the culmination of divine achievement.
hee hee hee!
It was only then that the Han-blooded horses showed signs of uneasiness.
But that was it. He still did not slow down even as he continued to stretch. He seemed to have great faith in the coachman.
Hankyung shouted with a reddened face.
“I am Hankyung, the best master of the Vajrapani clan, the secular family of Shaolin! I dare to ask for a private meeting with the minor religious leader of the Protestant Church!”
There was strong confidence and high pride in the shouts that spread resoundingly.
Regardless of his skills, his spirit was worth knowing.
lukewarm, lukewarm.
The carriage slowed down and slowly came to a halt.
It wasn’t because of Hankyung’s cry, but because of where he stood. Even so, it was impossible to hit someone.
Ma Dong-pil, the man sitting in the driver’s seat, said.
“Get out of the way.”
Hankyung’s eyes lit up.
“You have a ferocious spirit. But it is beyond amazing. It’s hard to dare to join this group… … .”
“I told you to get out of the way.”
Hankyung’s face turned red even more.
“I think my speech was unnecessarily long. say it again I’m inquiring about Keumgang Kwon… … .”
“I understand that it is not polite to forcibly block the front of those who are busy on their way.”
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“What, what?”
“I will tell you one last time. I have nothing to say to you, so please step aside.”
It was not wrong. But it was a place where a lot of people were watching. Hankyung felt his pride hurt.
Strong enough to call himself the best master of Geumgang Kwon, he was a person with strong pride as well as martial arts.
“You guys are heading to Shaolin! I don’t know what the intention is, but as those who have been taught by Shaolin, you… … !”
It was then.
Kreurreung.
Even though he was following them, two spirit creatures appeared from the left and right of the carriage and let out terrifying cries.
A gigantic fox spraying golden seogi, and a red-eyed Daeho, who seemed to be twice as big as the fox, walked slowly, glaring at Hankyung.
“omg!”
“Oh, it’s huge!”
“Yeomwang Yisu (閻王二獸)! These are the guardians under the command of the Demon Army!”
The two spirit creatures commanded by Lord Yeomrama were the beings who enjoyed unrivaled strongholds even in a strong lake dotted with mystery and romance.
Keum-ho, who first appeared in the Cheonjung branch and played an active role in the bloody battle between King Ho and Paengga, was enough to draw the enthusiasm of the luxury men, and people called the two spirits the messengers of the underworld commanded by Yeomramagun Seo-ryang before they knew it.
Hankyung’s face went pale.
He had never seen beasts so mysterious and fearful as these.
Just standing face to face made my hamstrings numb. The killing spewing out of the beast and the empty prayers reminiscent of the Taoist were exquisitely harmonized, conveying a terrifying sense of pressure.
“profit!”
Hankyung, who clenched his fists, shouted again.
“This, are you threatening this man with these beasts? Are you so afraid to be alone with this mother?!”
It was Hankyung who made remarks that crossed the line in front of a transcendent spiritual object.
People’s faces became grim. The response was generally incredulous.
Even Hankyung, who had spat out the words, felt a deep sense of shame. It was because she realized that her overreaction itself was a desperate attempt to overcome the pressure.
But the line has already been crossed. Hankyung shouted in succession.
“I want a direct explanation for the remarks that the young master of Shinkyo will get off immediately and take the signboard of Shaolin… … !”
「Kooooong!!」
“Ouch!”
Hankyung staggered at the tremendous roar that tore through the air.
Geumho’s roar, full of spiritual energy, did not discriminate against the target. Numerous people around me, who were watching the situation, also felt their inner strength seething and their whole body was drained of energy.
Squeak.
Geumho and Hankyung slowly approached.
At that moment, Hankyung felt the threat of death.
“this guy!”
Pooh!
Hankyung’s fist hit Keumho’s nape.
but.
“… … !”
Kumho looked down at Hankyung with deep eyes. Even after being hit by a powerful blow that could shatter even rocks, it didn’t seem to be shocked at all.
An incredible sight. A look of astonishment appeared on Hankyung’s face.
Kumho raised his front paw.
Took.
As the large forepaw pushed Hankyung, he hesitated and stepped aside. It was as if he was saying, ‘Is the joke over?’
Geumho opened the way, and King Ho followed.
hee hee hee!!
When the road opened, the Hanblood horses started pulling the wagon again. This time, Hankyung couldn’t do anything.
I couldn’t even see the figure of the Yeomrama army. It was only that the mystical spirit creatures he commanded opened the way.
It was an overwhelming majesty.
An antique carriage made by a master of the world, and the two spirit creatures escorting the carriage, steadfastly marched their way.
However, Hankyung was not the end of those who stopped them.
“Stop! I am a member of the Fang Demon Reunion!”
“The Sohang of Hyegumbulsimmun (慧劍佛心門) asks for a private meeting with the Sogyo Master of Shingo.”
“You will not be able to head to Shaolin without overcoming this iron-hearted sword!”
Numerous munpa warriors appeared and blocked the road to Shaolin. Most of them were from Shaolin secular families, and there were also warriors who had a special relationship with Shaolin or worshiped Shaolin.
It was an amazing sight.
The road from Hechang to Dengfeng County (登封縣) in front of Song Mountain was fast, but the road from Deng Feng County to the beginning of Song Mountain was very slow.
Numerous munpa and countless warriors blocked the party’s path. All of them asked for a private meeting with Xiliang, or were wary of demons entering the sacred ground of Buddha’s heart.
Still, the group went on.
If he wanted to go fast, he could have gone by destroying everyone who got in his way. It was possible only with Kumho and King Ho, and it was not impossible with Dongpil Ma alone.
However, the party did not cause a disturbance. There has never been an armed conflict, only solemn prayers and out-of-the-box remarks have cleared the way.
Time passed and the carriage reached the beginning of Mount Song.
From then on, no one stopped them. Until now, there was no one who was not a master among the people who had blocked their progress, and there was no one who was not famous.
They had to back off again and again. Without even aiming a spear knife.
people realized
No one can stop that carriage. It would be impossible without the appearance of Shaolin’s high-level masters and super-high masters who are famous throughout the central plains.
That was the power of Yeomrama-kun, and the majesty of the Heavenly Demonic Church.
However, as much as the people were surprised by the party, the party could not help but be surprised by Shaolin’s status.
None of them could be opponents to Demon’s party, but they still tried to stop them.
It was a part that showed how great Shaolin’s position in Moorim was. Even though he lacks strength for a long time, he gathers his courage and blocks the front of the demons, who are said to be the worst fear in the world.
Shaolin, the idol of Murim.
Murim’s Horror Demonic Cult.
At the point of contact between God and the devil, and between Buddha and evil, the size of the power of the two groups was finally revealed.
The crowd, who had given up on blocking the carriage any longer, followed the carriage.
It was when the carriage, which had been carrying such a long procession at the back, entered the entrance of Mount Song and was about to go up.
“Amitabha Buddha.”
A single line of dislike rang the whole mountain.
It was very loud, but never threatening. There seemed to be a shimmering golden glow in the sound waves that spread reverently and calmly.
rattle!
The carriage stopped.
On a large rock beyond the carriage, a monk was bowing his head in a half-length.
“I meet the nobles of the world of desire who have traveled a long way and finally arrived here.”
The monk continued in a calm voice.
“This is Jeonggak, who is in charge of Arhat Hall.”
The head of the Arhat Party, who is said to be in charge of Shaolin’s armed forces.
It was only one person, but his presence was enormous.
rattle!
And the carriage door opened.
