Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 115

< Episode 33: Battle for Disciples (2) >

At this distance, when the sound becomes more powerful, it is difficult to determine who is talking or where they are.

But surprisingly, Mok Kyung-un found himself after two attempts.

A guy who has just reached the peak of his body has this much sensitivity?

Hang Yeo-ryang, who was a wine drinker, flicked his tongue and tasted it.

A strong greed arose.

‘How can you give up something like this?’

Even if most of the executives were targeting him, he had no intention of giving in.

No, their opinions didn’t matter anyway.

This was one thing.

All it took was a little bit of coaxing of the tree cultivators.

Hang Yeoliang looked at Mo Gyeongyun and spoke again with genuine energy in his voice.

-Hehehe. It’s pretty good. I can’t believe I found it right away.

Hearing her voice like this, Mok Kyung-un’s eyes narrowed.

I was looking at the person at the center of the wave as if the energy was spreading, and my guess was correct.

But how did you do it?

‘You didn’t open your mouth?’

The sound was ringing in my ears.

While wondering so, Hang Yeo-ryang, the owner of Choeum Gok, said to Mo Gyeong-un.

-Why are you excited?

It was more interesting than surprising.

The method of transmitting sound this far using energy seemed quite useful.

Should I say that it looks suitable for secretly talking to someone?

-Are you curious about how to do it?

There was no way I wasn’t curious.

Mok Kyung-un nodded lightly.

OK,

-Would you like me to teach you?

Are you suddenly teaching me this?

Mok Kyung-un looked at her curiously.

Mu Qingyun thought that there was a price for everything, so he thought there was no way that woman would teach him this with pure intentions.

‘It’s very interesting, but there’s nothing uncomfortable about not knowing.’

At this, Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and turned his head.

Then, Hang Yeoliang frowned slightly.

I tried to get the guy’s interest, but I didn’t expect him to reject it right away.

‘······He’s a fun guy.’

He didn’t ask for anything in return and just said he would teach him, but this is the first time I’ve seen him end his interest so quickly.

Maybe that’s why I’m even more interested.

Accordingly, she

-The basic principle of sound is to create vibration in the air through sound. This can be said to be a similar principle.

‘!?’

what?

She didn’t say she wanted to learn, but when she explained the principle, one of Mo Qingyun’s eyebrows rose slightly.

Either way, Hang Yeoliang continued talking.

-Arouse energy and quickly vibrate as if touching a cotton ball in the Yeomcheonhyeol (廉泉穴) between the nuchal cord and the root of the tongue. and···.

Even though I didn’t want to hear it, I couldn’t help but find out how to do it because I kept hearing it.

Moreover, surprisingly, the method was not very difficult.

-If you’re as smart as you, this explanation should be enough, right?

Hearing her words, Mok Kyung-un slightly turned his head to the side.

Then, looking at Hang Yeoliang, I tried as she taught me by sending my energy into the Yeomcheonhyeol.

-Is this how you do it?

‘That’s right.’

Hearing the voice he heard, Hang Yeoliang gently raised the corners of his mouth.

It’s also clever.

Although it may seem easy to do, it is actually not that easy to understand and do it at once.

He has the unique ability to easily accept principles.

‘He’s a kid who has a taste for teaching.’

Mok Gyeong-un asked her.

-awesome. What can I say about this method?

-The Daengjung of Shaolin call this Uihapjeonseong (意闔傳聲), but this Gokju and those who study Yin Gong call it Jeoneum Ipmil (傳音入密). Well, in short, it is also called Jeonum.

-Transmission… Is this a method that others can’t hear?

-okay. It’s a very suitable method for secret conversations like you and me. Isn’t it okay?

-yes. Yes.

It certainly seemed like a useful tactic.

Sound is transmitted by creating waves with very light energy.

I didn’t really have any intention of learning it, but since I learned it on my own, it seemed like it would be useful.

Then she sent a message.

-I saw Bimu and it was great.

-thank you.

-This Gokju originally came to pick up a girl, but it was a confrontation that made him change his mind.

At her words, Mok Gyeong-un sighed and laughed.

She was the one who openly revealed her true feelings.

As expected, there was a purpose in teaching me this method.

-Ahhh. Now that you say that, I don’t know what to do.

-Hehehe. Hey kid. Let me be blunt. Become Gokju’s disciple. Opportunities like this are rare.

Hang Yeo-ryang, the master of Choeumgok, openly suggested that he become his disciple.

In fact, her suggestion like this was really unusual.

Contacting a student and recommending him or her to become a disciple, even though the final hurdle had not yet been completed and the final ceremony had not yet taken place, was something that could not be done without being quite unpleasant.

However, the problem was that Mok Gyeong-un himself had no intention of becoming a disciple of Choeumgokju.

Mok Gyeong-un sent a message with a sad expression on his face.

-What should I do about this? I really appreciate the suggestion from Mr. Choeumgok, but I need more time to think about it.

I spoke euphemistically because it taught me something.

In fact, it was no different from rejection.

At this, Hang Yeoliang let out a small snort.

‘Did you think you could escape from Gokju?’

He had already decided to accept Mo Kyung-un as his disciple.

Therefore, he planned to do whatever it took to make him beg to be accepted as his disciple.

-If you are thinking about the two kings, I would say it is a foolish choice.

-What if it was a foolish choice?

-Myeongdo King Son Yun already has four disciples and one has been selected as a successor. Do you think that if you get into it, he will be able to fully demonstrate your talents?

-Ah… Is that so?

-Hehehe. From what I can see, it looks like he has the King of Strength of Strength in mind. But do you know that?

-What are you talking about?

-The King of Violent Power’s only disciple had his right arm crippled while learning his secret techniques.

‘Hmm.’

Hearing her words, Mok Kyung-un stroked his chin.

Actually, I haven’t chosen anyone yet.

Initially, they were aiming for Baek Sa-ha, the king of island poisons, but because he did not attend, the original plan went awry.

However, if what Choyingokju Hang Yeoliang said was true, becoming the disciple of two kings might have been quite a hassle.

‘Is it internal competition or risk-taking?’

Either way, it becomes difficult to choose.

However, this information was just enough to exclude these two people.

Therefore, Mok Kyung-un did not consider this to be anything more or less than information that should be used as a reference.

-yes. I will keep Gokju’s advice in mind.

-······.

She tapped the chair with her finger as Mok Gyeong-un said something that seemed to draw a line.

This guy seems more stubborn than he looks.

Unless it was the final hurdle or the finale, I wanted to take him by force right away and change his mental state to suit my taste.

The most annoying person was right across the podium.

King of Myeongdo, Son Yun.

This is a person who interferes with one’s own work at every turn.

However, it is not that far away now.

When you reach the seventh stage, the ultimate stage of Pakong, Sound, and Sound Gong, no one will be able to compete with you except for those two who have reached the state of harmony among the five kings.

Even King Myeongdo was no exception.

So, she decided to change the method this time and try to comfort Mok Gyeong-un.

-Do you know why this Gokju said he only wanted to accept female children?

-······.

-Unless there are really special cases, this song only accepts female students as students. It doesn’t stop at disciples. Most of the people in this song are women.

-······.

-If you become a disciple of Bon Gokju, you will be able to enjoy the feeling of being the first emperor of Abang Palace. Isn’t it tempting?

-······I apologize.

Mok Gyeong-un flatly refuses her temptation.

‘Look at this guy.’

He must have been at such a vigorous age that he even turned down an offer like this?

Seeing this, Hang Yeo-ryang, the owner of Choyingok, went beyond being stubborn and began to gradually become irritated.

Normally, she has a very unruly nature, so she doesn’t do things like this after persuading someone.

If I liked it, I just took it by force.

‘It keeps coming out like this.’

My patience was reaching its limit, but I decided to endure it one last time.

-It looks like you’re learning swordsmanship. If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better to become Gokju’s disciple?

-······What do you mean by that?

– King Myeongdo and Lord Amjong are masters of Taoist techniques, and King Byeokryeokkwon is a master of enemy attack fists, as in his byeolbo. Looking at your fight, it seems like what you mainly practiced was swordsmanship.

She considered Mok Gyeong-un’s martial arts and sword techniques in Bimu, the latter of which was more complete.

In that respect, it was assumed that Mok Gyeong-un most likely learned sword techniques.

At that time, Mok Kyung-un spoke.

-As far as I know, Gokju mainly learned umgong.

-Hehehe. Although this is certainly true, he is a master of the sword as much as the music master of Gokju. I can assure you that if you learn Pagongyeongeom (派攻然劍), one of the two verses of this Gokju, you will reach a higher level of swordsmanship.

‘Pagongyeongeom?’

Was she also skilled in swordsmanship?

However, there was one thing that Hang Yeoliang did not know.

Mok Kyung-un said with a grin.

-Thank you for saying that, but it’s okay for me not to be a swordsman.

She didn’t know it, but Mo Kyung-un wasn’t devoted to the sword.

I planned to learn anything I deemed necessary.

However, Mu Qingyun’s answer ultimately made Hang Ruiliang angry.

-Wow!

‘The owner of this grain offers this much, but he arrogantly continues to refuse.’

In that case, giving carrots is over.

If carrots didn’t work, sticks were the answer.

On the contrary, it was convenient.

-This Gokju thinks so highly of you that he wants to accept you as his disciple. He is truly arrogant. It’s good to do it. In that case, I guess I should accept the boy named Mok Yu-cheon, who is currently competing with me, as Sanha’s subordinate.

‘Mokyucheon?’

Mok Yu-cheon and Jusalgok Yeom-ga are dancing for a long time in the middle of the square, and the demonic monk is possessed.

The two were almost fighting for a whistle.

Most of the executives were also watching their match with interest.

-I hear you say that child is your aura, right?

Before the meeting, King Won Byeong-hak, upon hearing that the two had the same last name, asked if they were brothers.

In response, Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom seemed to think it was okay to tell that much, so he answered yes.

So she knew this.

-yes. That’s right.

-okay. That kid looks really useful too. Isn’t that right?

-······.

-If he’s a useful talent, I’ll take him as a subordinate, play with him appropriately, and then kill him when he loses interest.

Mok Kyung-un couldn’t help but laugh at her words.

As I continued to express my refusal, she was now openly threatening me.

I told him back, but he threatened to take your younger brother as his subordinate and kill him if you did not become his disciple.

‘Try to refuse again this time.’

She twitched her lips and looked at Mo Qingyun with malicious eyes.

From the looks of it, the fact that both brothers reached this point means they must have passed the gate by relying on each other.

If you do that, it means that the friendship is that deep.

‘If you don’t want to let your brother die, gokju’s disciple will obey you…’

-You can do whatever you want.

‘!?’

For a moment, her expression, which had been twitching her lips venomously at the sound of Mokgyeongun ringing in her ears, soon hardened.

Do whatever you want?

For a moment she couldn’t believe her ears.

At this, Hang Yeoliang spoke in a voice filled with anger.

-You seem to think that the Gokju you saw really can’t do that.

She had a do-it-yourself personality.

How dare a cadet come out like that without listening to what he says?

good night. Then I really need to show it.

-You brought it all on yourself. Let’s see if you can come out with such confidence even after losing your brother.

-yes yes. You can do whatever you want.

-under! You…

-It’s okay to kill it, and it’s okay to play with it and rip off its limbs to maim it. Anyway, that is the heart of Gokju, who took it as his subordinate.

-what?

-I’m so glad that my younger brother can make Gokju happy.

-Sigh!

He smiles while saying those words.

-······.

At that moment, instead of becoming angry, she became dumbfounded.

What the hell is that guy?

Even though the distance was far away, she could see Mok Gyeong-un’s face to some extent because she had reached the pinnacle of excellence.

How can you laugh and say that it is okay to kill or maim your brother?

It wasn’t like he was deliberately pretending to be calm and just rolling his head.

The face looks like it really doesn’t matter.

‘······Is that guy really sane?’

< Episode 33: Battle for Disciples (2) > End

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