Episode 249
Killing
The relic left behind by Shaolin’s greatest scholar is a spring painting… … .
Should I say that he is truly like Hyeon-oh?
The spring flowers were more beautiful and vivid than before.
Jeong Gwang shook his head in admiration for the skill.
‘As expected, I took the wrong route.’
It was a pity.
If he had worked as a painter in the secular world, he would have gained fame and wealth throughout the world.
Just because you’re doing a job that doesn’t work, you’re stuck in the mountains, eating only grass, and then go away.
‘Amitabha Buddha. I may not be able to continue your legacy, but this masterpiece will be passed down for a long time.’
He was already feeling sorry for Chunhwa, who messed up during the underwater battle with the Beast King.
Jeong Gwang was surprised by the painting, which was even better than before, and wished Hyeon Oh.
‘This time, I’ll get some wax paper and wrap it tightly. Stop going… … for a moment.’
Closing the book here is not an example of Hyeon-oh.
I had to watch it until the end with a reverent heart.
I couldn’t take my eyes off it anyway.
‘Uhm. I guess it’s because I don’t have any experience. You have great imagination. ‘You’ve invented this strange herbivore again.’
If this book had been a military book, I would have criticized it for depicting absurd nonsense… … .
‘If it doesn’t work out, we have to make it happen.’
Even if it doesn’t work out, what if it doesn’t work out?
It’s worth it just to see it.
Jeong Gwang took Hyeon Oh’s thoughts to heart and turned the pages.
however.
‘huh? ‘What is this?’
Isn’t it written in neat handwriting, not a Chinese painting?
It would be okay if it was an annotation or annotation that easily explained the mysterious herbal knowledge, but it was an article with completely unrelated content.
‘ah. ‘I’m awake.’
As I turned the pages one after another, the pages continued irregularly: chunhwa, writing, chunhwa, chunhwa, writing.
‘Maybe they won’t read it if they just read the text, so they’re trying to force people to read it by mixing in Chinese characters.’
Doing such useless things with precious paper.
Still, I read it out of sincerity.
‘Hmm.’
It wasn’t that great of a story.
It was a light retelling of historical events from Buddhist scriptures, and was full of stories about people interacting with other people and living in the world with those people.
‘Why did you put this in?’
Even in my previous life, the concentration that had been rolling for over a hundred years was not something worth seeing.
I wonder if it would be suitable for Soobin, who is still young.
‘wait. This might be useful.’
Although he had Paeng Subin as his student, it was hard to tell whether he was teaching him well.
If you raise your child strong and upright, your old age will be more comfortable.
I was confident that martial arts would make it that way, but mental education was not… … .
The father in his previous life raised Jeong Gwang in a messy manner, so how does Jeong Gwang know how to raise his students well?
Unlike his father, he remembered the advice of Heo Cheong, who had raised him extremely well.
‘I told you to remove the wall.’
When Jeong Gwang said that he had made an anonymous disciple, he started talking about it.
I’m sure he’s secretly afraid of you. Heaven knows and I know that you don’t have the talent to treat children kindly.
So, a fun story… … Don’t say nonsense like hitting someone’s neck, using some trick to sell a bandit to the government, or having a drink. He told me to tell Subin a story appropriate for his age.
‘This should do it.’
It would be easier to ask people to read it themselves, but that would require damaging the book.
Can’t you even give me an embarrassing picture?
‘Let’s memorize it and then listen to it occasionally.’
After this fight, I was planning to stop by Paengga and take a look at his martial arts skills.
By telling these stories during each training session, I am trying to act as a master properly.
‘Let’s take a good look.’
I didn’t glance at it like before.
As the pages of the book turned, various historical stories were engraved in my mind.
‘a little… … No, it’s very childish. It doesn’t really make any sense.’
Well, it would be perfect for Soobin’s age.
I was a little worried because he seemed a bit like an old man, but it was better than nothing.
however.
Finally, the real thing came out.
[Thank you for reading this far. I’ve put my mind to it and organized it, so I hope you can read it whenever you’re bored. and… … .]
Jeong Gwang’s eyes widened slightly.
‘This!’
High monks named Gaseop Ma-deung and Chukbeop-ran, who came from Cheonchuk to the central plains and built Baekmasa Temple, later moved to Shanxi Province and built Hyeontongsa Temple.
There, a treasure of law was created to purify evil, and Jeong Gwang guessed that it was an anti-demon spell.
‘The clue was lost there… … .’
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Hyeon-oh found other clues and wrote them down.
‘Then that’s right. ‘I believed it!’
Actually, I didn’t believe it, but isn’t good something good?
‘Good job. Use it well.’
Jeong Gwang expressed his gratitude to Hyeon Oh using the extreme honorific title.
After looking around the inside of the hermitage, he opened the door and went out.
Won Hong, who had been waiting, approached quickly.
“Have you found it already?”
“yes.”
A strange smile appeared on Wen Hong’s face.
“Thank goodness. “Let’s go.”
They headed back to the chief’s residence.
The head of the room asked Jeong Gwang who had returned.
“So, did you get the priest’s belongings?”
“yes.”
“Good. The priest will be happy too.”
“Aren’t you curious about what it is?”
“It’s yours, so what are you doing?”
When the room manager asked with a puzzled look, Jeong Gwang chuckled.
“Iknow, right. “My thoughts were short.”
“But I know one thing. “Aren’t you curious?”
This time, Jeong Gwang was puzzled.
“no. “It’s mine anyway, so why?”
“haha. “I got hit this time.”
The room leader smiled softly and recalled what he heard from Hyeon-oh.
Hyeon-oh, who knew that time was short and was enjoying a little escape, met Jeong-gwang and picked up a topic.
Staying away from worldly luxuries and pleasures is to prevent yourself from losing your mind due to them, but you can keep yourself strong while staying close to them.
In the end, Jeong Gwang personally showed that it depends on how much you can control your mind.
Jeong Gwang can do it, so why can’t he?
While Hyeon-oh was working hard and thinking hard, another topic came into his own.
He told Jeong Gwang to make up his mind in advance knowing that he had a purpose given to him by heaven, but what was his purpose?
Hyeon-oh came to one conclusion.
For Jeong Gwang, who has enlightenment and freedom that is not appropriate for his age, I will convey a phrase that can help you correct your mind so that you do not fall into the wrong path.
As for the Anti-Maju, I couldn’t say anything because my mind was in a state of flux as I got closer to death.
‘Jininsadaecheonmyeong (盡人事待天命). Priests. Your will has been carried forward, so rest in peace.’
A smile appeared on the head of the room.
“Jin Yuryong, tell me now. “What brought you here?”
“I was thinking about doing some training.”
“Why all of a sudden?”
Jeong Gwang told the story of what had happened so far.
Although he hid what he wanted to hide, the room manager’s insight was amazing.
“Changcheonilgeom (蒼天一劍) has come to an end and a new family head has risen. If the head of the Taisang family, Heavenly Sword, tolerated it, there must have been a good reason. maybe… … .”
“Imagine alone. “I think I said something.”
“Do you believe that a civil war will soon break out?”
“The room manager said so too.”
“Amitabha Buddha. “There will be a lot of blood flowing.”
The head of the room muttered as he gently closed his eyes and twirled his prayer beads.
“If you say you want to train at the headquarters, it means you want Hyeon-gang’s execution and non-mulling.”
Hyeon-gang is a master who is called the Buddha of the Ten Lords.
Jeong Gwang, who was shaking off great obscurity, might have come to visit.
But that wasn’t all.
“It’s the same as the elder Buddha, but Shaolin is the strongest. “I want to compete with the Eighteen Arhats a few more times.”
“… … .”
Pride appeared in the room manager’s bewildered eyes.
He was worthy of being called a Zen master, but when Jeong Gwang, who was no other person, praised Shaolin, his pride rose.
However, what Jeong Gwang said is ‘because he is the strongest’ is what he means in the Jeong Sect Murim.
The room manager, who did not understand the true meaning, was only willing.
“Sahyung went out for a while. “He’ll be back at night, so I’ll see you tomorrow during the day.”
“yes. And please ask the room manager as well.”
“No payment? Huh. “The reality is that I can’t even move my bones properly.”
“You are as expert as the Buddha Buddha.”
“… … .”
Lee Chae appeared in the head’s eyes.
I knew well that his concentration was strong, but I never thought he could easily look into his own state.
The desire to win, which I had forgotten, arose.
“I can’t sit still while they’re painting it with gold like that. Give it a try. See you tomorrow.”
“ah. And there’s one more thing I need.”
“something?”
Jeong Gwang answered with a more serious face than when he asked for a handjob, caressing the chest of the uniform with the book in it.
“Please give me some good quality wax paper. “A lot.”
* * *
Jeonggwang felt it again while eating.
‘It’s definitely changed.’
Of course, there was still only grass and beans.
The same goes for emptying the bowl with the mindset that even a single stem of greens contains the heart of Buddha, and that even a single bean contains the blood and sweat of a farmer.
However, how could we not talk about concepts that make us dizzy just by hearing them, such as the Three Jewels, the Fourfold, and the Three Paths?
“Jinokryong, you are a guest, so feel at ease.”
You can enjoy it comfortably only when it tastes good.
What do you do when you give things like this?
Still, it was bearable.
Before climbing Mt. Seongsan, I enjoyed eating meat and drinking alcohol.
‘But it won’t last long. ‘I’ll finish it as quickly as possible and go down.’
To do that, you need to sleep well.
It’s still a monk’s room the size of your palm.
Everything else has changed, so why is this the same?
The desire to leave quickly became stronger.
The next morning, Jeong Gwang relieved his clammy body with gymnastics and then ate a meal that didn’t even feel like a meal.
Then he asked the Buddha who came to visit him with shining eyes.
“hello. Shall we start right away? Where is the room manager? Those who are eighteen… … .”
“It will come soon, so don’t worry, follow me.”
Buljon took Jeonggwang and headed to the training hall.
I stood in the center and looked at the light once again.
‘I heard it from the priest, but I never thought it would be like this.’
I couldn’t recognize it any more than before.
Have we gone one step further in that short amount of time?
‘You’ll find out when you check.’
The Buddha relaxed and then tightened the muscles of his entire body.
Burning hot. Toad-duk-
The already enormous muscles swelled and the priest screamed.
Jeong Gwang looked at him with a puzzled look in his eyes and asked softly.
“You really don’t eat meat, right?”
“Didn’t I tell you before? “The mind is more important than eating.”
“Nonsense.”
“It all depends on the mind. “I want to let you know what I have realized for you today.”
“We just fight.”
A dark red cloud dragon flew, spitting out golden light, and its fist, like a pot lid, smashed the air.
‘oh. ‘It’s more than I thought.’
Jeong Gwang was busy playing with his body and was impressed.
‘It’s a deep dive. Is it a close sutra of Dharma Station?’
That wasn’t all.
Despite his ferocious appearance, he performs a variety of martial arts skills with great precision.
‘It is said that there are seventy-two kinds of rites in Shaolin. How many have you learned?’
Buljon unleashed Shaolin’s Jinsanjeolye (眞山絶藝) against the golden dragon under Jeonggwang’s control.
He raises his left arm and pushes away the sword face of the golden dragon with the iron fist, and with his right hand he throws out the Arhat sword.
When Jeonggwang turns to the side and cuts from the side, he steps on the Bulyeongseonhabo (佛影仙霞步) and turns together and counterattacks with Sajamoniin (獅子牟尼引).
‘Good.’
I didn’t know the names of each one, but I could distinguish the types.
Each one has its own unique characteristics and has a different use. … No, isn’t it worth saying that it is a study in the middle of nowhere?
An exclamation burst from Jeong Gwang’s mouth.
“Hey. “It’s neat.”
“Same.”
“Now shall we get a little messy?”
“Amitabha Buddha. “As you wish.”
Jeong Gwang thought about mixing magic and spreading it out, but immediately gave up on it.
There was a limit to the magical energy that the anti-demon spell could block.
So, while spreading the hole, various male and female were mixed in between.
The elegant and handsome Cloud Dragon Thirteen Sword suddenly made a sinister movement.
The strong and fair Taeheo Doryonggeom (太虛屠龍劍) showed off his ferocious force.
“… … !”
The Buddha’s eyebrows and beard stood erect.
“conflict!”
He exploded his lion’s hooves and stretched out his great-power golden sword in succession.
When the golden dragon twisted its body from the force, it tried to crush it with one dragon’s hand.
Jeong Gwang’s eyes narrowed.
‘I heard you were stuck on a mountain, so you’re not embarrassed. ‘I guess I had some fighting skills when I was young.’
Jeong Gwang jumped and took a step back.
However, just like the praise he gave, Buljon is a warrior with practical sense.
In an instant, he raised his internal strength and unleashed the Hundred Step Divine Strike.
A huge power was trying to crush the concentrate.
Jeong Gwang quickly rolled to the side and narrowly avoided it.
“… … .”
Buddha looked at Jeong Gwang quietly.
Jeong Gwang suddenly stood up and asked, shaking the dirt off his clothes.
“Why don’t you use the linkage device? It’s like the Baekbo Shinwon that I’ve only heard about. “Is it because it consumes a lot of energy?”
“Rather than that, it’s because you used the Naryeo Tagon (懶驢打滾).”
“haha. “What a great apocalypse this is.”
The Buddha’s eyes deepened.
“Why did you resort to such tactics? “With your skills, you could have avoided it in other ways.”
“Because it was the easiest and most convenient.”
Buddha shook his head inwardly.
It was because I still couldn’t figure out who Jeong Gwang was.
‘He’s such a guy.’
Surprisingly, the concentration went even further.
“Elder, are you going to do it so roughly?”
“Did it look like that? “I was taking it quite seriously.”
“You really have to be ready to kill me.”
This time, even the Buddha was slightly surprised.
“It’s a life and death struggle. “It’s been so long since I’ve done it that I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop before the last moment comes.”
“You can kill me. “It won’t work, though.”
“… … .”
Buljon thought for a moment and shook his head.
“I’m not confident that I won’t hurt you. “I think it would be better to do it in moderation.”
“That’s not true. It’s the way of the world that if you want to get something, you have to pay a price. “Is blood a big deal?”
As Buddha hesitated slightly, Jeong Gwang spoke faster.
“Is it because of Hye-ga, the second founder of Shaolin and Zen Buddhism, that you do half-length palms instead of palms?”
“Yes.”
“Before he joined Shaolin, he visited Bodhidharma and asked him to become his disciple.”
Bodhidharma pointed to the falling snow and said that if the white snow turns red, he would accept him as his disciple.
In response, Hyega drew a knife and cut off her left arm, and the blood that burst out turned the snow on the floor red.
“Only then did Bodhidharma accept him as his disciple.”
“… … .”
“I feel the same way. Of course it won’t hurt.”
“… … .”
The silent Buddha opened his mouth.
“Are you really ready?”
“Sure.”
As soon as Jeong Gwang’s words were spoken, the Buddha’s mood changed.
From Buddha to Asura.
A heavy voice came out of his mouth.
“It’s been a long time since I opened a killing spree.”
“… … .”
“Come.”
The change is so immediate that it makes you question whether it’s been a long time since you said it.
‘As expected, it’s a good thing you came.’
Jeong Gwang laughed at the response that exceeded his expectations.
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