Episode 898
Blood Monk (4)
“Heo-eok! “Huh!”
After a fierce fight, the group quickly broke through twenty ri and took up a position at the bottom of a hill on the border between Shaanxi and Gansu.
Yeon Ji-pyeong got off the horse and continued to breathe heavily.
Okcheong approached Yeonjipyeong with a worried face.
“Are you okay?”
“Huh! omg! “It’s okay.”
“If it’s too hard….”
“Wow!!”
Yeon Ji-pyeong fell down on the spot and vomited.
It was watery vomit mixed with a little blood. There were signs of internal injury.
However, the internal injuries suffered by Yeon Ji-pyeong were by no means serious. It was a light internal injury that would have healed on its own within three days for Yeon Ji-pyeong, an expert.
Nevertheless, the reason Yeon Ji-pyeong was throwing up was not due to internal injuries.
‘this.’
Okcheong looked at Yeonhojeong.
Yeon Ho-jeong was talking about various things with Mukbi Danggwan.
If it were their level, there was no way they wouldn’t have heard Yeon Ji-pyeong throwing up. Still, I didn’t even look back once.
‘I understand the intention, but…’
A look of regret appeared on Okcheong’s face.
‘Will this friend really be able to overcome it?’
Yeon Ji-pyeong’s martial arts skills were remarkable.
It would not have been more surprising if he had broken through martial arts and used much more powerful sword strikes at this age.
Yeon Ji-pyeong used incredible sword techniques that even masters who had pierced martial arts without piercing martial arts could not dare to think about. And that in actual battles that I haven’t even played a few times.
Although there was some clumsiness, Yeon Ji-pyeong’s sword skills became more sophisticated at an alarming rate as he fought off the attackers.
In the first battle, Yeon Ji-pyeong killed one enemy with the strength of this half, but now he easily kills the enemy with less than half a penny of strength. Considering that the level of the opponent was increasing, this was truly amazing.
The problem was Yeon Ji-pyeong’s heart.
‘It will be difficult.’
Okcheong also had a close relationship with Yeon Ji-pyeong. I was in Guangdong Province with Uijeonggun, and we fought several times as the same prosecutor.
That’s why you know. Yeon Ji-pyeong’s swordsmanship is sufficient to be called a genius.
I had no idea that he had developed to this level after not seeing him for a while, but the Uijeonggun soldiers already knew that Yeon Ji-pyeong’s talent rivaled the world.
And no one knew about his gentle and good nature.
‘It’s definitely difficult to please people. What’s more, a young man with a good nature and upright heart killed dozens of people in an instant.’
people say If you are a martial artist living in Gangho, you should not be afraid of killing people.
That can be seen as correct at first glance. However, not many people can properly incorporate their own experiences into their words.
It is no joke for people to kill people.
Ending the life of a person who had a personality and was laughing and talking with others means evaporating that person’s future as well.
This is not an easy thing for any sane person to accept with a smile. Among the strongest fighters, there were many who retired due to the shock of killing someone in combat.
And Yeon Ji-pyeong committed unfamiliar murders dozens of times over three days.
Although they were obvious enemies, in Yeon Ji-pyeong’s eyes, they also seemed like people who laughed and talked. That’s why it was so difficult.
Tuk! Fight!
Okcheong’s eyes wavered.
Blood was dripping from Yeon Ji-pyeong’s nose. The internal injuries were not severe, but the mind was so shaken that the energy flowed back and invaded the upper abdomen.
‘this!’
They said I had to overcome it alone, but I couldn’t just leave this alone.
Okcheong hurriedly placed her hand on Yeon Ji-pyeong’s Myeongmunhyeol and pulled up Honwongi.
After a while.
“Whoa.”
Yeon Ji-pyeong’s breathing stabilized at once.
Okcheong asked.
“Are you okay?”
“yes.”
Yeon Ji-pyeong said with a bitter smile.
“thank you. “If it weren’t for the Taoist monk, I would have been in big trouble.”
“Don’t say that. My help isn’t much. “You’re being too pushy.”
“If we hadn’t overexerted ourselves, our group would have suffered damage.”
“….”
“Considering everyone’s skills, that probably wouldn’t have happened, but there’s always what if.”
Okcheong nodded heavily.
“okay. You protected me and everyone else. “Think like that.”
“I’m sad.”
“….”
“This is how my mind becomes stable.”
“…?”
Okcheong tilted his head.
“Your mind is stable? “You’re sad about being stable?”
“yes.”
“What does that mean?”
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Yeon Ji-pyeong looked at Yeon Ho-jeong with helpless eyes.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who had already finished the conversation with Muk-bi and the party official, went to Mak-won and was talking about various things.
“Honwongi is an amazing martial artist.”
“hmm? Ah, because it was invented by Master.”
“I caught the wild energy right away even without Jinki Doin. great.”
“Taoist new techniques emphasize naturalness but also go against naturalness. “Jingi itself is specialized in eliciting steadfastness.”
“That’s why I don’t like it.”
Okcheong was momentarily taken aback.
Yeon Ji-pyeong said bitterly.
“I was disgusted. “I’m getting used to it even though I killed so many people.”
“Look here.”
“I was able to reflect on myself, not because I was getting used to technology, but because I didn’t think anything of killing people.”
“….”
“That is never right. But I no longer thought of them as people and cut them down. “It was so easy.”
“….”
“I couldn’t stand me like that.”
It wasn’t that he couldn’t escape the shock of killing people, but the problem was his self-loathing, which made him think that killing people was no big deal.
“I see.”
Okcheong sighed.
Yeon Ji-pyeong is right. We shouldn’t think of people killing people so easily.
However, the majority of martial artists, including myself, live with the experience of murder.
The other person is trying to kill me with a knife, but I can’t just be beaten to death. Of course, we have to fight back and escape from that crisis.
Suddenly Okcheong was worried. What do you think about murder?
‘I think it’s bad.’
Of course it’s bad. However, I also believe that when there is no choice, we must pull out the sword.
Killing sword.
A sword that kills people. It is far from what shamans and martial arts pursue.
Okcheong closed his eyes.
‘My sword is no longer a sword.’
After joining Uijeonggun, he wandered around the world and killed many evildoers.
It was a compromise. It can also be said that justice has been achieved.
On the contrary, in the process of achieving justice and cooperation, he moved away from the sword.
Is this really right?
“If it weren’t for you, more people would have died.”
“huh?”
Yeon Ji-pyeong was still looking at Yeon Ho-jeong.
“Brother, you attacked the Nine Zhou Ming Family. “If we hadn’t exterminated them, our family would have been ruined.”
“…Yes, I heard about it.”
“After joining the Murim Alliance, we hunted down the three major factions and achieved victory against cruel enemies. “I don’t know how many enemies died in the process.”
“….”
“But I know this one thing. “If you hadn’t worked hard day and night to hunt down the enemy, cut them down, and come back victorious, our home could have become a sea of fire by now.”
Okcheong nodded heavily.
“You may be an enemy, but your enemies are also people. Each of them must have lived a life with their own story. “My brother wipes out such enemies without a second thought.”
“That is by no means a bad thing for Sobuju….”
“Can I become like that too?”
“…?!”
“Will I be able to live resolutely like you?”
“You don’t know that.”
Okcheong smiled.
“But Master once said something like this.”
“….”
“It is said that each martial artist lives with his or her own strength.”
Yeon Ji-pyeong’s eyes wavered.
“The power that Yeon Sobuju carries must be very clear and distinct. “It’s clear and simple enough that anyone can understand it.”
“….”
“But I can’t even imagine how complicated thoughts and feelings must have tormented that person until they became so clear and simple.”
“It’s a line.”
I drew a line on the ground with my index finger on the horizon.
“I see you have a clear line.”
“I think so.”
Okcheong stood up.
“There is a reason why Sobuju Yeon entrusted me and you with the blood clot. “I realized it yesterday.”
“….”
“And now, looking at you, I realize what Yeon Sobuju especially wanted from you.”
“yes?”
Okcheong turned around.
“Think for yourself. Just as you perfected the advanced swordsmanship through your own enlightenment without anyone’s help.”
“….”
“Whether it is martial arts or ego, isn’t it worth it if you get it with your own strength?”
Okcheong returned to her seat and sat cross-legged. It was to re-store the power consumed in battle.
He seemed extremely accustomed to fighting without any hesitation.
Yeon Ji-pyeong looked up at the sky.
‘clear.’
Even though countless people died, the sky was clear without any measures.
Yeon Ji-pyeong, who had been looking up at the sky for a while, soon closed her eyes and sat cross-legged.
At least he could know one fact for sure.
This is not the time to waste time obsessing over concerns that cannot be resolved right away.
After half an examination.
Sigh.
The carriage door opened and Cheon Hyorak came out.
And his companions were sitting around in front of him, looking at him.
Cheon Hyo-rak quenched his appetite.
“It’s burdensome.”
“The time has come.”
Yeon Ho-jeong pointed to the distant land with his chin.
“Once you get past that point, you’re in the dark.”
“….”
“I asked you to tell me everything I didn’t tell you until I passed Shaanxi.”
“yes.”
Cheon Hyorak sat casually on the floor.
“Actually, there’s nothing I haven’t told the people here. I told you everything you need. Of course, I didn’t tell you about Shinmarim’s history or detailed circumstances, but that’s something I can tell you about when I arrive.”
“But…”
Okcheong tilted his head.
“There must be something…?”
It was then.
“I will rest a little longer and then leave. “If you don’t really have anything to say, it’s okay to keep your mouth shut.”
Cheon Hyorak sighed.
“I…”
“Okay, do you know anything about jutsu?”
“yes? “What’s the trick?”
“exactly. “I said before that the first lord of Shinmarim was very knowledgeable not only in various magic arts but also in magic. If that were the case, then the current Shinmarim must also have some pretty cute magic techniques, right?”
“Of course it is. “But I’m not from a drinking family, so I didn’t dig deep.”
“hmm.”
“But what about the jutsu…?”
“Someone is watching us.”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Mak Won.
Makwon nodded.
“I felt it too. I don’t feel like I’m popular, and there’s no special distortion of energy, but… I feel strangely bad. “As if someone was watching us from up in the sky.”
Yeon Ho-jeong asked Cheon Hyo-rak.
“Even if you don’t know how to use magic, can you figure out if the roots of magic are the same?”
“I don’t know about that. “I’ve never seen that before…”
“Hmm.”
“Did you say you felt like someone was watching you?”
Yeon Ho-jeong frowned.
“It’s okay to say it’s just because I cut it out, but… it feels like that. Well, it wasn’t like that all the time, but I felt those stares once in a while. “It felt a bit strange.”
Cheon Hyorak’s eyes wavered.
“Then it wouldn’t be Bon Lim’s technique. As far as I know, Lim’s techniques mainly focus on studying the true form and various illusions or inflating the power of Mother Nature.”
“…then.”
Yeon Ho-jeong and Cheon Hyo-rak spoke at the same time.
“Soreoeumsa.”
“It must be Soreoeumsa.”
Cheon Hyo-rak continued calmly.
“I have heard information that Shaoleiumsa is struggling to implement the Buddha’s Six Paths into practical abilities.”
“You mean physical pain?”
“That’s right.”
Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.
“So you’re saying you’re using clairvoyance?”
“I don’t know much about that either. However, if So Buju and Baek Byeong-shin felt something, maybe…”
“Interesting.”
“yes?”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Mak Won.
Makwon said with a worried face.
“Why do you look at me like that?”
“older brother.”
“I don’t know what it is, but does your face look similar to the one you had when you had a fight with me?”
At that time, Yeon Ho-jeong opened his mouth. It was a sound.
Makwon’s expression changed every moment.
“…Hey brother?”
“Please speak.”
“I’ve never fought with magicians?”
Yeon Ho-jeong laughed evilly.
“I have no doubt that you will overcome it well.”
“….”
