Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 307

Ambassador Museong of Yeokgeun-gyeong Jeonju approached Mok-gyeong-un and spoke with a more downcast look on his face.

“Amitabha Buddha. I am truly amazed that you were able to accomplish something more difficult than the task given so easily. dole.”

The original task was to endure the Hundred and Eight Nahan Jin together with his colleagues for a while.

However, Mok Gyeong-un single-handedly destroyed it in one go.

Ambassador Museong’s admiration for this was sincere.

“I was lucky.”

“If you reach that level of inaction at a young age, you might become arrogant, but the fact that you even have humility is truly a gift.”

Mok Kyung-un smiled at these words.

In fact, Mo Qingyun was not accustomed to the feelings of pride and arrogance.

As long as I could create the situation I wanted, I would just act accordingly.

and,

-There is no need to create enemies to be good. rebirth. Just because you’re weak doesn’t mean you can’t be an enemy, and just because you’re weak doesn’t mean you can’t be annoying.

-is that so?

-Snow debris on the summit can roll and cause an avalanche. Shaolin is the spiritual pillar of Jeongdo Martial Arts. Even if I just say this much, I think you will understand what I meant.

There was also advice from a young man.

Mok Gyeong-un, who judged this to be reasonable, was gradually learning how not to provoke the other person unless necessary.

Of course, as those who practice Buddhism, most of the Shaolin monks did not raise any further objections or complaints about what had already been done.

I clearly accepted the result.

“A promise is a promise. “With the monster I brought with me…”

“ah! Would it be okay if I took Alyu over there too?”

“Ryu?”

“That’s the demon beast that was locked up in Shaolin’s Hangma Cave.”

“Amitabha Buddha. “I must have heard your name from a monster.”

“yes. “By telling me to control that monster, I unintentionally made it my food spirit.”

“Sikshin… “It’s a bansul.”

“yes.”

Monks practicing Buddhism considered it unreasonable to use occult techniques that go against providence, so Master Museong also did not appreciate it.

Because I don’t want to get involved with them in a bad way anymore,

“Amitabha Buddha. That’s what you do. “I just hope that the Lord will take good care of that monster so that it cannot harm people carelessly.”

“I will.”

“If you do, take me with you.”

Despite giving permission, Mok Kyung-un stared at Ambassador Museong.

Ambassador Museong looked puzzled and asked.

“Why are you doing this? dole.”

“Are you not giving me a summons?”

“ah!”

Ambassador Museong said, hitting his forehead with his palm as if he had forgotten.

“I almost made a mistake after making this promise. “As Binseung gets older, he sometimes forgets things, so please understand.”

“no.”

With those words, Mo Kyung-un looked at the monks around him.

When I took out the summons, they looked quite disappointed.

At this, Cheongnyeong giggled as if it was fun.

-It looks like you, middle schooler, were hoping you would forget.

-Iknow, right.

-Anyway, you guys are really amazing too. In the meantime, knowing what the outcome would be, he was thinking of asking for a summons.

-Should I say I learned it?

-learn?

Mok Gyeong-un grinned at Cheongryeong’s question.

In any case, it was a natural reaction for the monks of Shaolin Temple to be so disappointed.

It was difficult to make a summons team, even if it was not a grand tour.

Even the monks of Shaolin were concerned about trying this elixir, which was called a treasure, at least once in their lives, so they could not help but regret that it was being exported to outsiders.

Even for monks who do not have material desires, it would be an honor to receive a summons.

“You guys go to the barley garden and bring five summoning tablets.”

One of the monks was puzzled by his command and asked.

“yes? line. Wouldn’t four pills be enough? It was clearly rejected by Deokmun, who had been apostatized…”

“One grain belongs to that Bodhisattva.”

Ambassador Museong’s eyes turned to someone.

That someone was none other than the Seonghwa Spiritual Lord.

At this, Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes sparkled.

In fact, since the Holy Fire Lord was not an unmanned person, he was not included in the list of subjects who should receive a separate summons.

However, she was also included in the group for the silent dialogue.

It was really fair and deep.

-If the hypocrites of the political faction had followed the example of this old monk or even half, or even one-third, of the Shaolin monks, there would have been less strife in the Shaolin community.

-That would be the same in Sapa or anywhere else.

To Mok Gyeong-un, political affairs, or rather, all human beings, were the same.

In the end, each person had to become cunning to achieve what they wanted.

Then, a nervous voice came from somewhere.

“Huh. “How arrogant!”

When I turned my head, I saw Master Daedeok of Gyeyulwonju there, looking angry with an uncomfortable look on his face.

The target of his anger was none other than the apostate Monk Jaejeongjeong.

The moment Master Museong of Yeokgeungyeongjeonju, the highest leader of Shaolin present here, acknowledged Baekpalna Hanjin’s defeat, he was more delighted than anyone else.

[Khahahahahahaha!]

Although he was kicked out because of the grace that had given him, he did not complain too much, but he was not as angry as one person.

He was Daedeok Ambassador from Gyeyulwonju.

He was the one who interfered and blocked everything he did, starting from the selection of the Ten Commandments.

Even before his abdication, there were several attempts to oust him from Shaolin by raising agendas.

If it had not been for his teacher, Master Jang Gyeong-gakju, he might have done as he wished.

Apostolic Monk Jae-jeong snorted and said to Daedeok.

“What do you mean by being cocky?”

“Even if he left Shaolin, how could he be so rude to an adult who was no different than a great general who once taught him?”

“Since we have already left, who is the adult and who is the leader? And what’s wrong with keeping a promise?”

“Huh. This guy still does that. “You left Shaolin and became a fool.”

“yes. “No matter what they say, this guy will hit me hard and leave as promised, so just do as I promised.”

“This guy really wants to get scolded.”

With those words, Master Daedeok took the standard ceremony of Yonghwakwon (龍華拳).

There was a tendency to head towards Jaejeongjeong at any moment.

Then, Master Jang Gyeong-gak approached Gongjeon and clicked his tongue and said.

“Amitabha Buddha. Gyeyulwonju. “We made a promise, so why are you so stubborn?”

“Binseung has never accepted a bet.”

“Hehehe. It really doesn’t look good. It was not you who forced everyone to keep the precepts without exception. But are you really going to make an exception for yourself?”

-Roaring!

Even the monks of Gyeyulwon whispered at the words of Master Gongjeon.

Seeing this, Master Daedeok of Gyeyulwonju bit his lower lip with an angry look on his face.

Did you say that it is self-absorbing?

I wanted to beat up that arrogant apostate monk, but I felt like if I continued to refuse to be beaten, I would lose my face even more.

‘Tsk.’

Accordingly, Ambassador Daedeok finally solved the horseman ceremony and stepped forward to Jaejeongjeong.

Then he glared at Jaejaejeong as if he were going to kill him and said.

“good night. “If you say you want it that much, hit Binseung hard.”

‘Don’t think this is the end.’

Ambassador Daedeok made a promise to himself for the future.

There was a justification to let him go right away, but to retrieve the great power that was lost from him anyway.

I was planning to use this as an excuse to go back and pay him back properly.

‘But I really like this guy.’

Ambassador Daedeok clicked his tongue.

It was ridiculous to see this innocent guy laughing and enjoying himself so much that he could just hit him once.

If you’re that resentful, you should at least give him an arm. He’s such a simple guy.

Ambassador Daedeok clicked his tongue and then spoke.

“Stop laughing and hitting me.”

With those words, Master Daedeok raised his true energy and protected his body.

At this, Ambassador Gongjeon frowned and said.

“Gyeyulwonju. “You only get hit once, so you’re actually protecting yourself?”

“I only agreed to give you a punch, but I never promised not to protect myself with Jinki.”

Even the monks at the same preceptor’s center shook their heads at his sarcastic voice.

Since it was a long time ago, I was wondering if I would want to go to such lengths to do something that could have been done with a clean slap.

But the corners of Jaejaejeong’s mouth rose up to his ears.

“Hey. “So, it doesn’t matter if you use Jinki.”

“what?”

“Didn’t the Ambassador tell you?”

“No, that’s…”

“You can protect yourself with your true energy, but you can’t just hit this guy with your bare fists, right?”

Ambassador Daedeok cleared his throat and answered these words.

“Hmm. Who said that? “Do as you wish.”

‘Will that make any difference? ‘Stupid.’

Ambassador Daedeok laughed at Jaejeongjeong in his heart.

In any case, he was confident that he had mastered the Sutra Sutra and the Mahayana Brahma Divine Gong and had reached the highest level in terms of internal skills among all the monks of the Jeongsa.

Even if he had mastered the ability to overcome the barrier, it was absurd to compare his ability to overcome the wall.

-thud! thud!

‘I’ll show you right now.’

Ambassador Daedeok placed both feet firmly on the floor and assumed a horse-like stance.

Master Jang Gyeong-gak-ju, Gongjeon, saw his posture and sighed.

That was the posture of the Vajra Buddha’s body and body strength.

It was a method of protecting the skin of the entire body by changing it to a point where it was close to gold.

It seemed like he had a strong will not to let the finance ministry take out its anger.

However, Jaejeongjeong did not care about this at all.

rather,

-closely!

He clenched his fist and then pulled it back, taking on a strange martial arts stance.

The surrounding monks who saw this muttered quietly.

“It’s a hundred steps divine power.”

Baekbo Shinjeon (百步神拳).

It is one of the 72 martial arts of Shaolin and has the power to crush a rock a hundred paces away with its force.

The Baekbo New Power was externally highlighted as a power that overcame distance, but its true advantage became as the distance became shorter.

The power of the White Treasure Divine Fist becomes stronger as the distance increases.

‘It’s a Baekbo priesthood…. I thought I only taught you the Geumgang Bokma Fist (金剛伏魔圈), but you taught me another season.’

Master Daedeok glanced at Master Jang Gyeong-gak-ju, who was Jae-jae-jeong’s teacher, and clicked his tongue.

But it didn’t matter.

Even though the power of the Hundred Treasures Divine Fist is one of the top five of the 72 martial arts of Shaolin, his own strength has already surpassed this.

‘Do whatever you want. Even so, I am at least a little loyal to the poor monk…’

-Gooooooo!

It was that moment.

-Startle!

Ambassador Daedeok’s eyes wavered.

The reason he was so surprised was none other than the energy gathered in Jaejaejeong’s fist.

He thought that even if he raised his ten-star attack power, he couldn’t hit him.

however,

-Gooooooo!

Energy was constantly gathering in Jaejaejeong’s fist, and the level exceeded his expectations. However, the energy continued to gather.

What on earth is going on?

There was no way he could muster the energy at his level.

‘Amitabha Buddha.’

Master Janggyeonggakju Gongjeon, looking at Jajeongjeong, chanted the Buddha in his heart.

Jae-jae-jeong, that is, at the time when Deok-moon was being dismissed, he was the one who told people to pretend to have learned the martial arts ability in order to prevent martial arts from being abolished.

But in fact, it didn’t seem necessary.

‘Other than that, what on earth is gratuitous ability?’

The energies around me were gathering.

The enlightenment that Deokmun learned was truly the power of impermanence that Master Iljo Bodhidharma left behind during his face-wall training.

Jaejaejeong’s right fist was already filled with energy approaching that of an expert who had overcome a wall.

There was no time to gather energy in the battle between the experts, but of course, if there was no time limit like this,

-Aaaah!

“Now, wait a minute…”

Embarrassed, Ambassador Daedeok immediately tried to tell Jaejaejeong to stop.

However, Jae-jae-jeong, who had already gathered all the energy he could muster into his fist, launched a hundred-step sword at Ambassador Daedeok’s abdomen.

-Paaaaaaa!

“Ugh!!!!!”

At that moment, time seemed to pass slowly in Jinjaejeong’s eyes.

The moment the fist touched the abdomen, Ambassador Daedeok’s eyes grew as if they were about to pop out, and his face was distorted hideously.

-Gurgling!

Beads of sweat rose from his forehead and ran down his reddened face.

Although he protected his body with the Vajra Buddha’s body, the blow that went beyond that went through the abdomen and hit the five internal organs and even the Danjeon.

-Pugak! Pughak! Wood clatter!

With the sound of power penetrating the abdomen,

-Cudangtang! bang! bang! bang!

Ambassador Daedeok’s body stretched backwards, rolled on the floor, bounced several times, and was only able to stop after flying a distance of more than a dozen feet.

“Off.”

Ambassador Daedeok, who was barely able to stand up without stumbling, glared at Jaejeong with bloodshot eyes.

And then he raised his hands up,

“Yes, you bastard… Kweehek.”

He vomited out a handful of blood and fell to the floor.

-thud!

‘!!!!!!’

The mouths of the Shaolin monks opened as they looked at this scene.

Who would have imagined that Daedeok Daedeok, one of the three Shaolin monks, would end up like that with a single punch from an apostate monk?

Either way, Jaejaejeong burst into laughter with a big smile, as if it was so cool.

“Khahahahahahaha.”

I was so relieved that it felt like ten years of congestion was going away.

* * *

After half an examination,

Heumwon, a beast that could barely fly due to a wound on its right wing, soared toward the east of Shaolin.

There was someone quietly watching this scene from the descent of Songshan Mountain.

He was Ganghak, the leader of the demonstration department.

“Do you think the headquarters will miss you just because we made a promise in Shaolin? Adjutant, go immediately and report their route. “I will chase that giant monster.”

“insect!”

“The warriors of the demonstration department and the government army should follow the main office!”

“insect!!!!”

Accordingly, the warriors and government forces of the Demonstration Department, led by Ganghak, chased after him.

Due to the injury of the beast, Heumwon, his flying speed was much slower, so it seemed like he could easily catch up.

There were people watching them from a higher part of the mountainside as they chased after Heumwon.

They were Mok Gyeong-un and his companions.

When Mok Gyeong-un saw the backs of the government soldiers frantically chasing Heum-won, he said with a grin.

“It doesn’t go beyond what I expected.”

martial arts,