Episode 118
one of the unpleasant things
‘He’s the Shaolin leader… … .’
Lee Chae appeared in Jeong Gwang’s eyes.
On the outside, he was just an upright old monk, but he had an unusual energy.
‘I guess it’s about as big as a Buddha statue.’
Even though he is not included in the Ten Zones, he has this kind of energy.
‘Everyone said Shaolin Shaolin, indeed.’
It wasn’t just the room manager.
The warriors of the nine factions and the seven major families gathered in the Murim Alliance are masters carefully selected and dispatched by each sect and family.
However, among the monks I saw while passing by in Shaolin, there were many who had reached that level.
‘The thickness is different.’
Perhaps because it is a wealthy temple, there are a lot of people, and that means a lot of masters.
As my thoughts reached this point, Kunlun, the recluse, came to mind.
‘This is too much of a comparison.’
Kunryun used to be extremely poor, but things have improved somewhat since he entered Jeonggwang.
Now that I have entrusted Heo Cheong with quite a bit of wealth, I wonder if things will get better.
But it still seemed like there was a long way to go.
‘I’ve been putting it off because everyone was busy learning the newly established martial arts, but it’s time for Jeong Ja-bae to take on a disciple as well.’
It’s not the Kunlun it used to be.
His reputation must have increased, and he has a lot of money, so a lot of smart guys will gather there.
It was clear that most of the people who cried would drop the boat, saying that their hearts were bad, but they would save many more disciples than before.
They will learn the cool, elegant, yet strong martial arts of Kunlun, which has been newly established from the beginning.
‘then… … .’
A small smile appeared on Jeong Gwang’s lips.
‘… … If only Kunlun’s numbers increased, it would be like this.’
Jeong Gwang roughly gathered his thoughts and greeted politely.
“Hello, room manager. “Zheng Guang of Kunlun greets you.”
The room leader’s voice was sharp, but his tone contained politeness.
“Nice to meet you, Jinokryong. Nobap is a cruel act. “I have so much to share with you.”
“Please speak.”
“I think we need to clear up your misunderstanding first. “What would have happened if headquarters had rejected the benefits granted by the imperial family?”
Is he trying to explain what Jeong Gwang said yesterday in the peasant village?
Actually, there was no need for that.
Because the answer was obvious.
“It’s probably one of two things.”
“Would you like to say it?”
“Is Shaolin soaked in blood? Other clans competed to receive the benefits instead, creating an uproar. “Like that.”
“That sounds similar to what I thought. But the previous assumption is unreasonable.”
“Yes. “Unless the emperor is stupid or crazy, he won’t be able to win the hearts of the people, but he won’t cause trouble.”
The room manager’s bewildered eyes shone.
“You better be careful what you say. “I’m sure you can take care of it, but just be a little more careful.”
“yes? “Unless the emperor is stupid or crazy, something like that?”
“… … Yesterday, when I spoke to Won Hong, I lowered my voice so that the village owners could not hear. “Why now?”
“They may talk without thinking and get embezzled, but the manager will hear it with one ear and let it out with the other.”
“… … “You also have different standards for treating people.”
As Jeong Gwang shrugged his shoulders, the head’s eyes wrinkled.
“In a good way.”
Jeong Gwang was about to reply, ‘Yes,’ but the room leader continued.
“Let’s go back to what we were talking about earlier. If the headquarters had denied the royal family benefits, there would have been a big conflict in Moorim. In the end, even if a certain sect received it, there would be no way that it could have been as self-respecting as the head office or the shaman.”
“Kunlun is fine.”
“Maybe so. But there is no reason for the imperial family to do that to Kunlun.”
“and. “It hurts.”
“Good. Then let’s move on. “What would have happened if the headquarters had criticized the current emperor?”
“The Gate of Shaolin’s destruction. So much so that not a single hair of the head is left… … ah. You didn’t exist before. “I would have pushed them all away anyway.”
“… … I was sorry just now. Still, isn’t the expression a bit excessive?”
As Jeong Gwang grinned, the manager shook his head slightly.
“In any case, even though it was a situation where public sentiment had to be comforted, what was more important was establishing the authority of a new imperial dynasty. They should have set an example by hitting the headquarters. “There are many, many temples in Jungwon.”
“What you’re saying is that you didn’t scold the imperial family because you didn’t want to shed a lot of blood.”
“yes. But it’s different again.”
“yes?”
The head’s glaring eyes sank deeply.
“Everything in the world is not decided for one reason. The same goes for that. The biggest thing was probably the fear of Shaolin, which had been around for nearly a thousand years, being engulfed in fire.”
Jeong Gwang was slightly surprised.
“You’re honest.”
“I just didn’t have anything else to say other than that.”
The head of the room let out a small sigh and continued speaking.
“Priest Hyeonoh said he gained enlightenment thanks to you. As soon as the sun rose, I made an impassioned speech to Nonap and other wise men. What is wrong with us and what should we do? “I also mean what you did yesterday.”
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“ah. “Now that I think about it, I can’t see it.”
“I was exhausted and lay down.”
“So did you get the answer?”
“How can it be that easy? Still, the topic must have been planted in everyone’s minds. First, I’m going to try to do small things one by one. Amitabha Buddha. What you should do as a monk is called small. “I am still sitting in a useless place and cannot come down.”
The manager shook his head and pointed to the Buddha statue with a wink.
“My brother and some of his disciples will go down the mountain and get alms. “If we mix with the proprietors, we will know what we need to do and be able to do it.”
“Are you sure you don’t mind?”
“Of course, I will inform Moorim before that. “I’m saying that the headquarters is absolutely not doing this because it wants Kangho’s interests.”
Jeong Gwang glanced at the Buddha and said.
“no. I wonder if it would be okay for donors other than Shaolin to give alms. “Elder Buddha, you eat a lot.”
“… … .”
“And will other factions understand that? “I’m sure they’ll find fault with this and that.”
“Maybe at other times, but I can’t afford to do that now.”
“What’s going on?”
“News is coming from all over, including the Murim Alliance. It is said that Sima-ryeon is fighting against Jeong Do-mun faction in various parts of the central plains. “Several small fights have already occurred.”
“what. “I didn’t know.”
“You came back from Hebei Province and Shanxi Province, right? Hebei Province has an imperial palace, so it seems like they are being considerate… … .”
The chief said this because he did not know that Sang So-un and his subordinates who were targeting the Hebei Peng family were killed by Jeong Gwang.
“… … Even in Shanxi Province alone, a branch of Sima Lian has established itself. It is said that they first pushed out the Black Swordsmen in one fell swoop and then put pressure on Shigajang (石家莊)… … “I’m sure you’ve experienced this too.”
This time it was correct.
In Jeong Gwang’s mind, the Black Blade clan, known as the Blood Hybrid Room, came to mind.
‘It wasn’t another black island, but one that came to Daedong County after being driven out by Sima Lian.’
Something like that or something.
Unless Sima Lian goes crazy, no, even if he goes crazy, there is no way he would crawl all the way to the useless Qinghai City and attack Kunlun.
The same goes for the Kunlun Taoists in the Murim Alliance.
Since they are staying in the Murim Alliance as a reserve unit, there is no way they will go out unless a really big fight breaks out.
“Have you finished speaking?”
“… … .”
“Can I go now?”
Jeong Gwang lifted his butt and then stopped.
It was because of the room manager’s words.
“You gave Priest Hyeon-oh a great help, so you should do something to repay him.”
“sure. “That’s the way of the world.”
The head of the room said while glaring at the Buddha.
“The priest decided to give you something? I will give it to you instead. “What do you want?”
Jeong Gwang’s eyes lit up.
Wouldn’t the Bangjang, the head of Shaolin, be able to give something greater than the Buddha?
Jeong Gwang asked with an innocent face.
“Please take me on a tour of Janggyeonggak.”
“That’s not possible.”
“Please at least pretend to think about it for a little bit.”
“Isn’t that the case?”
It was just as the head of the room said.
Janggyeonggak is a place where not only the original copies of the Bodhidharma Station Sutra and the Shaolin Seven Twelve Sects, which can be said to be the foundation of Shaolin, are stored, but also the magic techniques of the demons who have been punished so far. It was.
Moreover, as a representative temple of Zen Buddhism, it contained precious Buddhist scriptures and ancient books, so it was impossible to open it without permission.
Of course, Jeong Gwang also knew this.
‘good. ‘I rejected it once, so I can’t refuse it this time.’
One of the most unpleasant things I’ve heard in my past life.
There was a rumor going around that even if he was Jincheonma, he would have no choice in the face of that.
It’s about to destroy it.
Jeong Gwang’s fist gained strength.
“Then, please let me deal with the Hundred and Eight Arhats.”
* * *
Of course it was rejected.
However, the reason was not because the concentration seemed weak.
‘Do you think it would be difficult to completely destroy the Shaolin Temple to run the Hundred Eight Nahan Jin?’
If you think about it carefully, it was worth it.
Isn’t the Hundred and Eight Arhat Jinn a truly unparalleled Jinn not only in Shaolin but also in all of Gangho?
It would not be easy to find 108 experts who could understand and play such a huge scale.
but.
‘That’s the Shaolin situation.’
Jeong Gwang’s martial arts skills were also not perfect.
So it’s a very fair situation for both sides.
I was about to ask them to just stick together, but the host made a different suggestion.
“You can force it, but it would be hard to reveal the point, so how about dealing with the Eighteen Arhats? In any case, the Hundred and Eight Arra Han Jins are spread by linking six of the eighteen Arra Han Jins, so there won’t be much of a difference.”
Jeong Gwang tilted his head.
‘I feel like I’m losing something by going from 100 to 18.’
Still, you’ll be able to see the gist of it.
‘Then the story is different.’
We will steal the essence of the Eighteen Arhats and destroy them!
This is truly a trick that kills two birds with one stone!
‘for a moment. It’s so bad I’ve heard it until my ears prick up. ‘It’s quite strange, so it might take some time, right?’
There was a way to solve it.
Jeong Gwang added one condition.
“Then let me keep dealing with you until I tell you to stop.”
“… … You’re giving a strange clue. “A strange rumor comes to mind.”
“Which one?”
“I heard you have the ability to imitate your opponent’s martial arts skills after just one fight… … “Is it true?”
“no.”
It really wasn’t.
Because it wasn’t about imitating, it was about realizing.
The head of the room looked at Jeonggwang for a moment and nodded.
“I don’t think it’s a lie. Well, that’s nonsense. But why are you trying to deal with Na Han-jin?”
Jeong Gwang answered without hesitation.
Aside from the reason you’re trying to steal it.
“I want to break all eighteen Arhats.”
“… … !”
The room manager’s big eyes narrowed.
‘… … ‘Awaken?’
An ordinary person would have been angry, but his discipline was deep.
No, it was so deep that I started to infer a different meaning.
Of course, it was also largely because the words he heard from his priests and the concentration he personally confirmed were not from an ordinary Taoist monk.
‘No matter how mad Jin Yuryong is, there is no way he would take Luo Han Jin lightly. wait. I said I would break the eighteen Arhats, not the Jinn. no way… … ?’
The Eighteen Arhats are monks representing Shaolin.
It may be that they are trying to change the atmosphere of Shaolin by breaking their hardened thoughts.
‘Yes, even if that’s the case, by what method? ‘I can’t guess.’
Although Jeong Gwang had said that he would break each and every head of the eighteen Arhats, it only felt confusing to the head of the room.
‘Whatever the reason, it’s already been promised. I guess I’ll have to take a good look at it.’
The manager agreed with a heavy expression.
“Let it be so.”
“thank you.”
As a result, Jeong Gwang was able to taste Shaolin’s proud eighteen Nahanjin.
Then Baek Seung-moo and Zhao, who had been restless earlier, sent a message with worried faces.
-execution. Would you mind?
-Jinokryong. The Eighteen Arhats are the most exquisite of all.
Jeong Gwang answered easily.
-So we have to do it.
-… … ?
-It will be quite helpful to me, to Priest and Zhao, and to the text as well.
The two looked at each other for a long time with puzzled faces.
And as time passed, monks appeared.
A total of eighteen people.
The energy flowing from each person’s body was unusual.
Baek Seung-moo, who felt a little bit of that energy, muttered without realizing it.
“That’s amazing. Are they the eighteen Arhats of the time? … .”
In terms of Kunlun, they are the monks of Wonja Bae, which is the distribution of Heoja Bae.
Among them, there were some familiar faces.
So much so that Jeong Gwang laughs.
‘under. That guy. His bones looked a bit hard. Was he a member of the Eighteen Arhats?’
It was Won Hong.
“monk. “See you again.”
“… … Amitabha Buddha. Nice to meet you.”
The expression is not at all, but the words are.
Thanks to this, Jeong Gwang became motivated.
He also didn’t like Won Hong.
Since they hate each other, they can beat each other to their heart’s content.
As Jeong Gwang grinned, Won Hong muttered as he passed by.
“Even if Jincheonma of the Demonic Cult comes back alive, he will not be able to say that he will deal with the Hundred Eight Arhats… … .”
I already came back as reincarnation.
‘Well, there’s no need to tell me.’
Instead, Jeong Gwang planned to speak with his body.
“Shall we begin?”
The head of the room and the Buddha looked at each other and nodded.
The Buddha’s mouth opened and a loud voice came out.
“Arhats, unfold the eighteen Arhat formations!”
Eighteen monks immediately surrounded Jeong Gwang.
At the same time, a powerful pressure was pressing down on him.
Jeong Gwang scratched his head, feeling his whole body tingle.
‘This might not be easier than you think, right?’
okay.
That should have been enough.
martial arts,
