三,他他 Team Episode 517 “How are you, Siju?” I almost couldn’t have recognized it. That’s how much the Moomyeong I met a year ago was different from the Moomyeong now. Regardless of his face, his way of speaking, or the atmosphere, everything around him was unfamiliar and unfamiliar.
And maybe that’s why he changed… … .
‘It must be because of what happened that day, three months ago.’ What should I say? the appetite is bitter I opened my mouth right after Jeong-ho and Hyuk Moo-jin left the room with the others.
“I didn’t get along too well. A lot more happened than I thought.”
Anonymous smiled faintly.
“It seems so. In fact, the small monk was only able to hear the story of the donation two days ago.” Murim people would not have been unaware of the series of events that had taken place over the past three months, but if I had only heard about it two days ago from a nameless person in an important position in Shaolin, I could only think of one reason.
“You’ve done closed-gwan training.” “Amitabha. I was staying in Chamhoe-dong.” “If it’s a penitentiary, maybe… …
“You’re right about what you know. You don’t have to worry about it because I asked for it.” It’s a shame. A meeting to repent. Confession Dong is a place where criminals are confined.
What was he so ashamed of, and what did he have to repent of? Perhaps it was the regret of not being able to prevent the teacher from passing away. Moo-myeong spent three months there, claiming to be a criminal who failed to even protect the sacred object of Shaolin, the chrysanthemum Buddha’s jang (綠玉佛杖), which his teacher left before leaving.
“I thought that in the dark, where I couldn’t see an inch ahead.” Moo-myeong stroked my cheek with a callused finger, and a large part of her face, full of small and large scars, was discolored dark blue.
These are the traces left by the enemy’s cold energy, which he risked his life to block three months ago. It was also a yoke that would never come off.
“If I had been a little stronger, I would have been able to protect Master, and I would have been able to carry out his last request well.” But regret is always late. A high priest who was respected by everyone passed away unexpectedly, someone lost a close friend, and someone else went to the penitentiary hall full of guilt for failing to keep even the last will of their teacher.
‘It wouldn’t have been different no matter who else said it.’ Me too. I don’t even want to think about how I would feel if I had to leave Jeokcheongang without being treated. Perhaps she went back to those days when she was Jin Tae-gyeong, an F-class hunter, and repeated her deep regret and despair.
But pain changes people. either for good or for bad. And in the case of the unknown in front of me, it was the former. The mind may have been broken, but at least it was in terms of promoting martial arts.
“It’s a personal thought, but I don’t think you only thought about it in Chamhoe-dong.”
“Amitabha. Everything is thanks to Buddha and Shaolin’s benevolence.”
Faced with sunlight shining through the window, Moo-myeong put his palms together and stared at me with calm eyes. It is the eyes of pure power. The body, which was made up of stiff muscles just a year ago, has now dried up like an old tree. However, the subtle momentum flowing from the whole body is nothing compared to the past.
This person has crossed the wall.’ The highest level that every Moorim person dreams of. Unknown must have finally stepped into that realm as well.
Moomin nodded his head slightly at my elastic eyes.
“In order to heal the body in critical condition and move on to a higher level, many things were needed besides enlightenment. Daehwandan (大還丹) was one of them.”
,,Ah, If it is Shaolin’s Great Illusion, it is an elixir with great efficacy that can be ranked first among all elixirs in the world.
‘Yes, if it was a great welcome, it might have been possible enough.’ The efficacy of the Great Hwandan is also effective, but Anonymous is a disciple brought and raised with great care by King Goengdo, who reads the heavenly spirit. A genius born with great talent, if not as much as Cheongpung. There was no doubt that he was a talented person who would be suitable for the Great Hwandan.
Having reached the height of excellence at the age of 30, which can be said to be still in its prime, it has proved not only the teacher’s discernment, but also its own talent.
“Congratulations. I heard that the Great Hwandan is a very valuable item even in Shaolin.”
“So the small monk also strongly refused. However, the master brother-in-law told me not to ask anything and gave it to him. As it turns out, it seems that Master gave me a word related to it a few years ago. maybe… … I don’t even know if you knew it would come.”
A faint smile formed on the corner of his mouth. He gazed at the sky for a moment as if he was thinking of his teacher, then continued.
“Ah, the chief brother-in-law also wants to see the Jinshiju.”
“If the room leader is on death row… … I haven’t heard anything about the next boss who succeeds King T. According to the palace staff, he would become one of the King’s direct disciples, but there were so many spectacular events that he had no time to care.
“You two have never met in person. For small monks, he is a person who becomes a great ambassador for anti-seize, but since it has been less than a month since he rose to the position of chief, there is no doubt that the lord of Jin would not know.”
“Oh, I see.”
“The host brother-in-law told me that he was sorry the other day for not being able to say goodbye because he was too busy to say goodbye.”
“You don’t have to be really sorry. It was a time when I was very out of my mind.”
The Shaolin Blood Temple (少 林血 史), which occurred during the Seongra Grand Banquet, was a first-of-its-kind incident, but I had to leave Hanam and head for Sacheon in just a day or two. In order to save Jeokcheongang, who is in critical condition, he had to find his faith as soon as possible.
“Amitabha. I was sincerely happy to hear the news that the donor had been cured belatedly. Master, who must have been watching over the small monk somewhere, must have been relieved to see his close friend getting better.”
“Ah, come to think of it, no… No, you must have already met my master.”
“We were talking until the donor woke up. I almost didn’t recognize him at first.”
“Anyway, uh… … He did change.”
female]. He has changed as much as a small monk.”
“… … uh.”
If so, what should I answer?
Faced with me hesitating at the self-harming gag that came out of nowhere, Moo-myung politely put his palms together.
“Amitabha. It’s farm.”
“Ahhh. You did.”
“It looks like you weren’t having fun. I’ll restrain myself.”
The words of please do so welled up to the end of my throat.
It’s only funny when a person who has gone through a lot of hardships hits a drip like that. But I didn’t have the courage to nod my head.
“… … no. it was fun.”
“Amitabha. Then we will continue.”
“It was a joke up until here.”
Should I break the head with a real wooden table?
I was dumbfounded and looked at the nameless, and then I smiled. Still, judging from how he threw such a clumsy joke, I think he overcame it much better than I thought.
Even if they can’t comfort you from the side, it’s quite possible for the water level to lift the dangerous drip between the temples, by the way… … .
“Where is this place? I don’t think it’s Shaolin Temple.” Looking at the sun outside the window, I think I slept for a full day, but I don’t know exactly where this place is.
“This is an inn near Songshan. It was borrowed in the name of the Murim Maeng, so please stay with a good rest.” “It’s Murim-maeng.” It was a word that felt far away, but hearing it directly from the mouth of an unknown person in Hanam made me feel different. I got up from the bed and went to the window to admire the scenery outside.
The first thing that caught my eye was the peak of Songshan, which soared high into the sky in the distance. In addition to that, the densely packed buildings at the foot of the mountain, as well as various people, came into view.
A Murim with a sword, a Murim with a large sword on his back without a sword armor, a Murim with a spear and twin arms… … .
No, each color is correct, but something is different. scared.
Moo-myeong let out a low laugh at the sight of me watching the Moorim people everywhere.
“Amitabha. These are the donors who heard the news and gathered from all over the world.”
“Even if you look at it roughly, it seems to be more than during the Seongra Daeyeon.”
“If Seongra Daeyeon was a festival venue for the late Jisoo, the establishment of the Moorim League is for everyone. Not only those who belonged to Jeong and Sa, but also a lot of unknown virtuosos who broke away from seclusion.”
Well, since the weight is different, it is only natural that so many people gather. If Seongra Daeyeon is a fireworks festival on the Han River, the establishment of the Moorim League is a Jindo dog. Maybe that’s why, unlike the Seongra Daeyeon, there were almost no civilians to be seen.
‘They must be feeling it too. What’s going on here right now.’ As I muttered to myself, a group of Moorim people across the road caught my eye. An unusual energy to think of as some of the common Moorim people. It was clear that they belonged to the prestigious Daepa.
‘The outfit is also strange. Who is it?’ There was no need to ask a nameless person. It was because whispering voices came from everywhere on their backs, wearing furs that did not match the warm spring days and leather armor unlike ordinary Moorim people.
“Are they… … .”
“Right. It’s the Moyong family.”
“Heo, it’s well over a thousand miles from Liaoning to Henan. You arrived quickly.”
“Doesn’t it make sense to say that he inherited the blood of the horse race? It was a windfall anyway. I never thought I would see the characters of a certain Yong family in my life.”
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It’s the first time I’ve seen the Moyong family. Shanxi Province, where Taewonjin Street is located, is also on the outskirts, but Liaoning is a place where you have to go northeast beyond Hebei for a long time, so it is a place you can’t go to like drinking from a neighboring town.
Since it was so far away, it was said that even the figures of the Moyong family rarely appeared in Jungwon.
‘That’s the Moyong family.’ As the Moyong family is one of the strongest in the five generations, the reputation was heard so much that it was nailed to the ears. I heard that, unlike other sects, they also operate cavalry units… … I don’t know if that’s why, but it’s all muscle.
‘A political faction Murim, starting with the Gupailbang and the Five Greats. From what I’ve heard, it seems that the Sapa Murim also got involved, and if there are also Murim people who don’t belong anywhere… … It is often said that the United States is a melting pot of races. In my eyes, Hanam was exactly like that. Of course, the race is the same or similar, but anyway, all kinds of Murim people who are not easily seen are gathered.
‘Three days ahead.’ Three days later, countless Murim people will gather under one flag. We will unite under the name of the Murim Maeng and fight against darkness with weapons.
The moment I thought of that while looking at the people out the window.
Boom Somewhere, a huge roar rang out.
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