The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 13

13. There was an unbearable smell.

The Geumgu Soyogong that I am learning is a martial art created by an expert named Gi Seong-ja (記性子), and is a strange martial art that originally started out as a method of training fighting c*cks.

Although Ki Seong-ja was a highly skilled expert, he was not a man who showed off his skills by traversing rivers like the wise men of old did.

This is because Taoist masters usually do not learn martial arts to harm others, but to hope for their own longevity and immortality. In any case, Gi Seong-ja was a master who did not feel intimidated even in front of the late king of the Zhou Dynasty, and it was rare for later generations to properly learn the gold and brass ball that he left behind.

Because it is extremely difficult to achieve great success.

This is because the ultimate goal of Geumgu Soyo-gong is longevity and immortality.

To narrow it down from Kang Ho-in’s narrow perspective, it is the state of unsinkable swords. In other words, the meaning of martial arts is that a turtle that has achieved immortality with a sword can wander around the world as it pleases.

There are a total of five steps to this type of metal fitting.

Mokgye (木鷄, tree chicken).

Yeomgye (炎鷄, fire-breathing chicken).

Cockfight (鬪鷄, fighting chickens).

Chogye (超鷄, transcendent chicken).

Geumgu (金龜, steel turtle).

There is one secret technique for each stage, and in detail, there is a method of training and a method of teaching. Since I had not lost my memory, I only had to focus on the mental techniques divided into the levels of internal energy.

I was confused when I first found out about this category.

Why does a chicken, when it gains enlightenment, transcend its own limitations and become a steel turtle? … .

It is said that Ki Seong-ja’s original hobby was making fighting c*cks, and he probably thought that strongmen and fighting c*cks were similar.

Just like I think Kang Ho-in is a crazy monkey.

Anyway, I liked this classification because it was the same for me, whether it was a crazy monkey or a fighting c*ck.

In the world of wood, focusing on unmoving mind, which controls the mind completely, is considered the key, so I also actively used this when solving the Juhwa Ipma problem.

From the second stage, the Flame Realm, when you inject internal energy, whether it is your hands or weapons, you will be enveloped in heat.

This is because Geumgu Soyogong is originally a martial art based on Geukyang’s internal energy.

In fact, I began to gain notoriety when I broke through the flame fighting stage, and when I reached cockfighting, I acquired skills worthy of being called an expert.

If I were to speak accurately about my skills, I would say that my personal Gangho history is that I broke through the barrier, but was unable to conquer the realm of golden spheres, and then returned to the past after struggling in the river.

Chogye is a state where one can breathe freely, play without hesitation, and fight not by following the laws, but by freely transforming the laws.

I always worked hard to reach the final stage, the state of golden sphere. However, just as it makes no sense for swords and spears not to be inserted into an otherwise healthy human body, reaching the stage of golden tools was a truly arduous and tedious process.

But this time is different.

It was just a hunch, but it felt very good.

Even though he had only repeated one level of Iljucheon a dozen times in the closet, the level of the wood world was rising surprisingly quickly.

If given enough time, he had the momentum and speed to quickly enter the Flame Realm.

I was locked in a room, mercilessly repeating the cycle, and then opened my eyes.

Before I knew it, it was dawn again.

The area around Jaha Gaekjan felt truly quiet.

When true energy begins to circulate throughout the blood vessels, the five senses become more developed. I relied on my five senses to check whether there was anyone around me or the sound of anyone breathing, and then entered a state of pseudosleep to rest.

Since the enemy was still here, I had no intention of sleeping comfortably for a while.

As I closed my eyes in a singer’s state, the strong people from my past life kept coming to mind.

Even the strong people who were active before I became strong… … .

As I was thinking about them, I felt the corners of my mouth turn up.

I planned to help those who had shown me even the slightest favor, and ruthlessly trample on my obvious enemies.

To do that, I had no choice but to do zazen like I was doing now, skipping meals and holding in my poop.

In fact, inner strength blooms only during the time of patience that endures while holding in poop every day.

The metaphor is strange, but it is true.

* * *

As soon as I opened my eyes at noon after taking a break from singing, I felt hungry.

Cha Seong-tae cleaned up the snacks he bought yesterday.

Maybe it was because of my empty stomach, but for the first time in a while, I remembered the soup from Chunyang Banjeom, my favorite restaurant.

‘I need to have a bowl of soup or something.’

Suddenly, I searched inside Cha Seong-tae’s jangsam, and out of nowhere, a heavy jeon bag came out. Seeing as the shape of the pouch was unfamiliar, it was clearly not mine but Cha Seong-tae’s pouch.

‘You’re lucky.’

After taking a quick break and washing my face, I headed to Chunyang Restaurant and looked around the neighborhood.

Even though Jo Il-seom and Jo I-gyeol ascended to heaven last night, Ilyang County was quiet and peaceful as if nothing had happened.

However, the rumor that I killed Jo Il-seom had spread all night, so whenever I appeared, the local people opened their eyes wide as if they had seen a ghost. No one even said a normal greeting, everyone just kept their mouths shut.

When I entered Chunyang Restaurant, the owner, Jang Deuk-su, was very surprised as soon as he saw me.

“Oh, are you here?”

“Hyung Deuksu, soup and rice.”

“Oh yeah. “Sit there.”

After a while, a huge bowl of soup was served in a huge amount. The name of this soup, which is seasoned with miscellaneous meat, a few thinly sliced ​​vegetables, and spicy seasoning, is simply Chunyang Gukbap.

I haven’t had soup like this since I left Ilyanghyeon.

This is not a food from the Central Plains, but simply a mixture of rice and noodles enjoyed in the Baiyue region, where the Yue people live together.

Instead of being in despair, I almost shed a few tears while eating the soup that can only be eaten at Chunyang Restaurant in Ilyang County.

I said this because Jang Deuk-su was looking at me.

“Maybe it’s because it’s a bit spicy today, but my eyes are sweaty.”

“Oh yeah? I added a little too much seasoning. Was it too much?”

“Just right.”

Jang Deuk-su grinned.

The soup was definitely spicier, warmer, and more delicious than I remembered.

While filling my stomach with soup, Jang Deuk-su asked in a whisper.

“… … But you said Joe killed that guy? Really?”

“I killed it.”

Jang Deuk-su said as if he couldn’t believe it.

“How on earth did you kill him? Jo Il-seom was still the strongest here.”

“How could they have killed him? “The weak guy died while setting it up with a knife.”

Jang Deuk-su and I were giggling and laughing.

“What about Joy Gyeol?”

“That guy came to my guest house to kill me, but he went into the grave he told his subordinates to dig.”

“Damn you bastard, you go around killing people at night and it’s disgusting. It sucks. I will definitely contact you when Jo Sam-pyeong returns. I should tell other store owners in advance. Isn’t there some kind of human trafficking in this peaceful neighborhood? Good kill. Shall I give you more food?”

“it’s okay.”

When I took out the money for the soup from Cha Seong-tae’s bag and placed it on the table, a look of puzzlement appeared on Jang Deuk-su’s face.

“what? “I always ate it for free.”

“When did I always get free food? “You paid money sometimes.”

“Didn’t you decide to beat it with chicken bean noodles?”

Then I remembered something old and grinned.

“Oh, it’s so bad that I can’t eat it. Then you have to give me money.”

“Hey, you’ve really changed. I get it. Take a look.”

After eating soup, I took a walk around Ilyang County as if on patrol. It was a walk with the intention of checking on the safety of the people in the neighborhood and to check whether there were any variables that might interfere with my personal training.

I thought that nothing much would happen until Jo Sam-pyeong came. Everyone was thinking that if they made a breakwater, they would be deprived of regular payments, so they confirmed with Jang Deuk-soo that everyone was welcoming their deaths.

Because of this, I once again locked myself in the closet of Jaha’s guest house and clung to the gold and silver ball.

I thought about finding a quiet mountain and secluding myself for a while, but considering the variables, this shabby Jaha Guesthouse was actually safer.

I devoted myself to mental training all day to build up my inner strength and fell in love with singer noodles. Sometimes, when I was hungry, I would go to Chunyang Restaurant and eat only soup and rice.

Build your skills, eat, and poop.

The road to becoming a master is this difficult.

How could a normal person not go crazy?

Sometimes, when I felt that my back and legs were too stiff due to sitting meditation, I would go for a walk and carefully look at every nook and cranny of Ilyanghyeon.

Like a ‘wooden chicken,’ I devoted myself to training, killing my emotions.

In the meantime, my skills were building up gradually and quickly.

Compared to the past, the speed of accumulating strength is so fast that it can be confusing.

It’s already been more than twenty days since I was locked in my house.

Although my body was somewhat tired from the continuous singing, I entered the level of the Flame Realm after completely conquering the Wooden Realm.

It was truly a speed that could be considered a miracle.

Of course, since he had trained harshly in his previous life, he had no choice but to achieve quickly.

However, during the training process, the state of the room I was staying in became so dirty that it was almost like a beggar’s den.

This is because of the waste products of the body that are poured out in the process of entering the salt world from the wood world.

Sure enough, the smell of hell wafted from the closet.

But this unbearable stench was a great reward for me.

This is because my body has become cleaner.

As the stages progressed, the state of the body became as clear as clean water, so there would be no need to experience such a bad smell again.

When I checked again, my skin was shiny, my hair was softer than before, and most of all, my eyes were clearer and my vision was much better.

As the level is surpassed, the level of the five senses also increases.

Unlike powers such as internal or external power, the five senses are elements closely related to situational judgment and survival, so it was necessary to raise their level in order to survive in a tough environment.

As I clenched my fist and pumped out energy, a thrill went down my spine.

‘I got stronger much faster than expected.’

In the past, Geumgu Soyogong was thought to be just a good martial art for treating Juhwa Ilma, but now my thoughts have changed.

‘I think I will become much stronger than before.’

Certainly, Kang Ho-in feels a greater sense of satisfaction from martial arts achievements than any other joy.

I was even worried like a moron about what would happen if I became a hermit.

At this time, Cha Seong-tae’s voice was heard from outside.

“100 million! What does this smell like? My rotten self is vibrating. Ugh… … .”

When I came out of the room, Cha Seong-tae stepped back with a shocked expression on his face, as if he was about to faint.

“Did you poop? Ugh… … .”

Cha Seong-tae covered his mouth with his hand as if he was about to throw up and ran out of Jaha’s guesthouse.

“That bastard is real. and… … .”

I also forgot what to say for a moment.

This thought occurred to me as I watched Cha Seong-tae retching outside the guesthouse.

I’m going to live this life with the reward of tormenting that guy.

At that moment, Cha Seong-tae let out a loud sound and vomited out.

“… … .”

I went outside, feeling the feeling of murder welling up from deep within me.

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