Episode 527
The divine eye of a hundred soldiers (2)
Flash!
Makwon’s eyes opened.
“Are you awake?”
The first thing that greeted him was the loss rate. This was because he was playing a similar role as a guard next to him.
“Where?”
It was not the deserted forest it used to be. It was the same forest, but the air had a unique smell as if it were burning and there was no life.
There was also an old-fashioned building in the distance. Although this building was not very tall, the surroundings were very quiet and the scenery was nice.
“You have completely lost your mind. “I tried to wake him up, but Jinki kept moving, so I had to leave him lying down.”
“…I guess so.”
Makwon was not surprised.
The poison that had settled in the body had not yet disappeared. I kept concentrating and concentrating to get rid of that poison, but I seemed to have lost my mind before I knew it.
In the meantime, Cheonmu Shin Weapon was moving alone and controlling the miasma like a divine skill of Heaven.
It was a fortunate thing.
“I thought about taking him inside, but it seemed like he was having a miasma attack every now and then. “Because the identity of the person is unknown, we created a separate outdoor space.”
“It was a wise decision.”
“It was Danju’s decision, not mine. “No matter what happened, I came to my senses, so it’s okay.”
Paeyul’s tone was somewhat harsh.
But Makwon knew. The loss rate is not a bad person.
It was not because he was a warrior of Jeomchang. Paeyul was a person whose interpersonal relationships were not very smooth. I could understand that with just a few words.
However, it has its own principles and beliefs. Makwon was so sure.
“Anyway… what about that young man?”
“You mean Yeonhojeong?”
“exactly. Yeonhojeong.”
The best review index in the world.
Makwon muttered the title in his mind. I had no idea that he would receive help from Hu Ji-soo, but Yeon Ho-jeong was a true powerhouse who did not deserve the word Hu-ji Ji-soo.
Paeyul pointed with his chin in the direction of the forest entrance.
“It will come soon. “I said I would take care of some work and come back.”
“Get things done?”
“When you come, listen to him. “Anyway, shouldn’t you eat something?”
Makwon nodded.
“Please.”
Paeyul chuckled and stood up.
“It’s good to be honest. “Please wait a moment.”
After a while, Paeyul approached carrying a large bundle and a canteen.
I didn’t come alone. Next to him was Hwang Seok-tae, holding a red long spear. The armor was on, but the helmet was off.
Makwon took control.
“I’m late to say hello. I owe you my life. “It’s a debt that’s hard to repay just by saying thank you.”
Hwang Seok-tae was uncharacteristically embarrassed.
“I came here after receiving orders from superiors. Salute not to me, but to my lord. And….”
The Cheolgidan took him and ran away, but the people who stepped in and helped at the critical moment were Yeon Ho-jeong and Pae-yul.
Hwang Seok-tae could not finish his sentence and closed his mouth. Makwon’s condition was not good to talk about various things, and the situation took a long time.
“I will take you to a comfortable place. “First, satisfy your hunger and then go inside.”
Makwon shook his head.
“I think there are people in the building, but I can’t. This poison is so deadly that not even I can do anything about it. “If it leaks, it could cause unexpected damage.”
“But that doesn’t mean you can’t stay outdoors forever.”
“The hard ground is better than a soft bed. I’ve lived like that almost my whole life. “You don’t have to worry about me.”
If you say it this way, it was clear that it was okay, at least for now.
Paeyul said as he unpacked his bundle.
“Go to sleep now. “This is an abbreviated form that is quickly absorbed.”
“Thank you.”
Makwon sat down and ate his food as if he was hiding his eyes. I didn’t care whether people were watching or not. That must have been how hungry he was.
After some discussion, Makwon ate all the food.
Paeyul whistled softly.
“You also have a good appetite.”
I brought several types of food just in case. It was enough food for three or four men.
I ate it all in one sitting. Coriander definitely has a different stomach.
“I was very hungry. “It’s embarrassing.”
“I see you’re eating well, so I’m sure you’ll get better soon. “Thank goodness.”
Hwang Seok-tae gave Paeyul a subtle glance. Still, I thought that he was being too rude, even though he was a member of the Three Armies and the strongest man in the martial arts world.
In that regard, Paeyul, who was strangely insensitive, did not recognize the meaning of Hwang Seok-tae’s glance. Even if I knew, I would have ignored it.
“I’ll take this, so rest.”
Hwang Seok-tae said as Paeyul took the empty bowl.
“He is a very eccentric person. If you are offended, I apologize.”
It was a rare sight for Hwang Seok-tae. It was very rare for someone to humble themselves like this.
Makwon burst out laughing.
“Why should I be offended? “I’m worried that it might actually become a burden.”
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“As I said, we have been given a mission. Moreover, it is the job of escorting a member of the three armies. “It’s an honor.”
If you were to ask a spear user who he would most like to meet among the powerful men of Seongcheon, it would definitely be the Spear King, So Hyeon-rip.
However, Baek Byeong-shingun Makwon was also a master that I wanted to meet just as much. He was also the king of military technology, handling all kinds of weapons, and the person who mainly used club and spear skills was Makwon.
There was no other reason why Hwang Seok-tae appeared in such a low manner. Although he was a respectable person just for his military power and reputation, especially as a warrior who learned spearmanship, Makwon was also a utopia.
“There is no need to praise me too much. “Anyway, I’d like to hear what’s going on.”
At that time, a sonorous voice was heard from the entrance of the forest.
“I think that’s what we need to hear from the Daehyup first.”
Makwon was not surprised. Unlike Hwang Seok-tae.
“Are you here?”
Yeon Ho-jeong took control.
“Greetings again. “This is Yeon Ho-jeong, the eldest son of the Gangdong Byeoksan Yeonga, the leader of the Murim League’s military and a specially appointed deputy of the Mukryongbu.”
An awkward look appeared on Makwon’s face.
If we had to divide it into political and non-political factions, Makwon was clearly a person who belonged to the political faction. Although he never founded a separate sect, his actions themselves were far from those of an apostle.
In fact, he also tended to look down on the Heukdo faction to some extent. This is because the group of black people he saw were all evil people who bullied the weak.
However, Makwon did not express such a thing. Whatever the reason, these were the people who saved his life. In addition, the world’s greatest late index held positions in both the Murim Alliance and the Mukryongbu.
There is something.
Makwon realized that the time had come for a deep conversation.
“It’s sudden, but the sooner the better. “Let’s talk.”
* * *
That night.
“Whoa.”
Paeyul, sweating coolly, took a breath.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was standing to the side and watching Paeyul’s training, smiled bitterly.
“Are you okay?”
“ok?”
“Are you feeling okay? “Isn’t there internal and external trauma and the internal strength is unstable?”
Even though we defeated him with flying colors, this fight was by no means easy.
The skills of the assassins could be said to be top-notch, and the anti-personnel fighting methods of the government officials, who had trained in the martial arts of the Shinhwa religion, were sticky and thorough. It was not the familiar martial arts fight.
Moreover, there were so many of them. Even though he was overshadowed by Yeon Ho-jeong, Pae-yul’s ability to survive with only this much damage was also worthy of praise.
Paeyul said, swinging his short spear like chopsticks.
“I trained thinking it was just another fight. Fighting in martial arts is always a fight with losses. “It’s rare to go into battle in perfect physical condition.”
“That is correct.”
“I learned something during this fight.”
Paeyul looked up at the sky.
The moonlight came.
“I have done enough. Guan Yigong has become complete in itself. In other words, it is the completion of the original. Now, it seems like the only thing left is for its characteristics to change depending on the person who trains it.”
“Is that so?”
“What do you think?”
Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.
“I’m not a monster enough to realize the true meaning of martial arts just by looking at herbivorous training.”
“You sound funny.”
“However, it is clear that Gwanilgong is a martial art that will leave a lasting mark in the history of Jeomchang. “I can assure you of that.”
“Is that so?”
“Furthermore, I also know that the martial arts that my senior created did not completely integrate into my senior’s body. As my senior said, it is important to cultivate seniors’ unique skills.”
Paeyul nodded.
Yeon Ho-jeong stroked his chin.
“And…”
“Hmm?”
“Gwanilgong itself is close to perfect right now… but I think there is still room for improvement.”
Paeyul’s eyes lit up.
“Did you find a gap?”
“Rather than a gap, it’s about finding a way to move forward. “Any martial art in the world can be close to perfection, but nothing is truly perfect.”
The closest martial arts skill to perfection is the Four Gods.
Not only was the Sashingong itself an unexalted divine skill, but the Sashingong was a martial art that thoroughly divided all characteristics, including attack, defense, evasion, and counterattack.
By dividing it into categories and taking advantage of its characteristics, extreme perfection was achieved in one field. And the process of reuniting the four highly complete fields into one was smoothly blended.
It is a repetition of division and unity. After going through this process for a long time, Sasinmu was transformed into a completely flawless Shingongjeolhak with no room for even a needle to enter.
On the other hand, Guan Yigong was an excellent scholar, but considering his history, he was at a baby level.
A young martial artist with a short history. Although it had its own merits, its perfection was bound to be lower than that of Shin-Gongjeolhak, which had made use of its strengths and eliminated its weaknesses over a long period of time.
Paeyul nodded.
“Yes, you are right. Maybe I was caught up in the obsession with perfecting Guan Yi Gong and was unable to satisfy my own desire for martial arts. That may be why Guan Yigong gave up without thinking about how to proceed further.”
“You don’t need to say that. It’s not because I’m a senior, but it’s difficult for anyone in the world to create a martial art like this.”
It’s not just difficult, it’s close to impossible.
Among the many martial artists, there are less than a handful of masters who create martial arts that will go down in history in one generation.
Paeyul was a person who accomplished such difficult and great work.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was quietly watching the defeat rate, smiled and took off his long gun.
“It’s too bad a night to sleep like this because the moonlight is shining. Should we try to fix Guan Il-gong like this?”
It was either a non-eavesdropping or a complaint. Paeyul grumbled.
“It does not tell you the rules and the law.”
“I didn’t even want it. “I just want to study together.”
“good.”
“Now then, let’s see…” Yeon Ho
-jeong, who had unpacked the black and white twin dragons and the gyoryongsae, raised his long spear.
“First of all, open the window… um.”
Yeon Ho-jeong turned his head to the right.
Paeyul whetted his appetite.
“A customer came just when I was about to do something.”
“You are a distinguished guest. “Don’t say that.”
“That’s just what they say.”
After a while, Makwon appeared.
“Did I interrupt you?”
Paeyul licked his lips and shook his head.
“no.”
Yeon Ho-jeong answered as if he had been waiting.
“You interrupted me.”
“….”
The atmosphere became cold for a moment.
Makwon scratched his head as if embarrassed.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you. Then…”
“Since we have already interfered, Daehyup can also join in on this side.”
“Eh?”
Yeon Ho-jeong grinned as he looked at the loss rate.
“The idea is to help as much as you are hindered.”
I had no choice but to admit the defeat rate.
‘That guy is the kind of guy who would sell water from the Yangtze River with his tongue.’
