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Mountain of Mshi-3
Msh.
A god who presides over penance and trials. Those who wish to gain something after trials and mortification, go to the mountain of Mshi. It is entirely up to the practitioner to wish for the harshest abstinence. Some people enter the mountain without receiving the ban, while others ask for the ban themselves.
But the result is the same. Either you get banned or you don’t get banned. In the end, Mushi imposes trials on the practitioner, and the practitioner performs penance during the trials.
The end is three.
Should I give up my asceticism and leave the mountain?
Overcome the hardships and receive a reward for it?
Did he die without being able to overcome the penance?
Every day is hell.
Seongmin Lee opened his eyes. The body he raises is heavy. You must have gotten enough sleep… The spirit itself is heavy. It created extreme lethargy. The ‘heaviness’ that Seongmin Lee had forbidden was even affecting his mind.
“f*ck.”
I feel like the swearing is increasing. Lee Seong-min was in the worst mood, to the point where he couldn’t relieve himself unless he cursed. Since it was called a ‘trial’, Lee Seong-min thought that Mr. Si would personally give the trial.
But no. Didn’t the priest of Mshi, who was as dry and twisted as a corpse on the verge of starvation, say this? He doesn’t offer anything. What to eat, what to drink, and even how to sleep.
Yes. Surviving on this mountain itself could be called an ‘ordeal.’ The mountain… It was harsh. It’s too cold at night and too hot during the day. Although he received a cloak with a temperature-retaining magic from Jack, the cold and heat of the mountains were not something that could be withstood by the crude magic on the cloak.
Seongmin Lee distorted his face and opened the subspace pocket. There is still enough bread and water left. But you can’t rely on this forever.
Seongmin Lee planned to last at least two years on this mountain. He receives abstinence and undergoes hardships. The longer it lasts, the greater the reward Mshi gives.
In my past life, I had heard many stories about the mountain of Mushi. But he did not go in person. Because he saw no need to do so. At the time, just living as a mercenary was too much for Lee Seong-min, and living like that in itself could be said to be a penance.
The reason why Lee Seong-min came to Mushi’s Mountain in this life was simple. Even if we went to Behenger right away, there was nothing to do and no suitable place to practice. In fact, if he needed a place to practice, he could have stayed in Zenavis forever, but even after practicing martial arts at Jack’s inn for two years, he has little hope of being able to achieve anything.
This is a kind of gambling. I don’t know what I can get from the mountain of Mshi. Even in his memories of his past life, there were no rumors about him. There are people who entered the mountain of Mshi, but I don’t remember any rumors about those who came out.
‘It’s up to me.’
It is different from the opportunities that Seongmin Lee remembers and is aiming for. The mountain of Mshi is not about finding opportunity. You can only get a chance if you overcome trials and hardships.
Seongmin Lee grabbed the bread.
It was such a terrible meal that I felt like I would be better off dead.
Perform singing techniques with a heavy body. Starting with Lanna Chal, which is the basic technique emphasized by Wijihoyeon, we move on to the Chosik of Gucheonmugeukchang. The body is heavy and the spear is heavy. In order to withstand that heaviness, you need to strengthen your muscles and use your inner strength.
As a result, I get tired quickly.
‘it’s hard.’
Seongmin Lee took a deep breath. He wondered if he had made the wrong choice to place the ban, but it was too late to think about it now.
When a week has passed.
I still haven’t gotten used to eating. I thought I would get used to the disgust after a week, but it turned out to be an extremely complacent wind.
“You bitch mush.”
I’ve never thought that there could be so many different types of ‘tasteless’. Seongmin Lee still vomited every time he ate food and vomited when he drank water.
‘I’m lacking nutrients.’
It was natural since we entered the mountain and ate only bread and water. Slowly, bread and water run out. I had to hunt. Seongmin Lee went hunting with his heavy body.
Failed.
It wasn’t because my body was heavy. Befitting the fact that survival itself was an ordeal, the animals living in these mountains were fast and strong. When I failed two days in a row, thud.
A small rock fell next to Seongmin Lee. Lee Seong-min, who was sitting on the floor and out of breath, looked back in the direction the stone had come from.
A woman with pure white hair was looking at Lee Seong-min. She raised her right hand and waved it once, then she slowly approached Lee Seong-min. Seongmin Lee glanced at the spear that had been laid down next to him and then stood up with his bare hands.
On the mountain of Mshi, monks cannot harm each other. It was one of the absolute rules established by Mish.
The woman who approached pursed her lips at Lee Seong-min. But no voice is heard. Seongmin Lee tilted his head, and the woman sighed. She pulled out a long tree branch that she was carrying around her belt.
[It was sad to see, so I came to help.]
A woman wrote on the floor. Although it was a type of writing he had never seen before, Seongmin Lee understood its meaning. This is a common character for Eria. All otherworldly people naturally learn the common language and characters of Eria as soon as they are summoned.
“… “Are you unable to speak?”
[voice. That’s the ban on me.]
The woman added quickly.
[I’ve been watching you for a few days, and if you keep going like this, you’ll die.]
“… “I’m going to die?”
[An unbalanced meal. Your body is heavy. Is that your prohibition?]
“… yes.”
[My body became weak due to poor diet. Even the body is heavy. The hunt will continue to fail, and eventually you will die.]
“So you want to help me?”
[okay.]
After saying that, the woman put down the branch. He scratched the back of her head and looked around. and
The woman’s body disappeared. Lee Seong-min was startled and turned his head to find the woman’s appearance. -Wow! There was a sound of something exploding.
The deer that Lee Seong-min had been unable to catch for several days was lying on the ground with its head broken. The woman patted her hand and lifted the body of her deer.
‘master… !’
Lee Seong-min’s face turned white. The woman who approached Lee Seong-min put down the deer carcass she was holding.
“… “What do you want from me?”
Seongmin Lee asked a question. At those words, the woman tilted her head.
“Aren’t you helping me because you want something?”
Seongmin Lee spoke again. At that the woman blinked her eyes and then she smiled. Even when she tried to smile, it was just her facial expression and no voice came out. This is because the ‘voice’ itself was prohibited.
[There is nothing to wish for.]
The woman lifted a branch and wrote on the ground.
[I only helped you because you seemed to be in trouble. That’s it. It’s not that difficult for me.]
“… “You’re just helping me as a favor?”
[favor? It’s not favor, it’s good intention. I am good.]
The woman smiled brightly as she wrote that.
[There is no such thing as grace. Catching animals is easy for me. Because I’m fast.]
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That’s not it.
Currently, Seongmin Lee is on the verge of becoming a first-class player. Lee Seong-min couldn’t even follow the woman’s movements. The deer… It was far away. He quickly moved to that place and killed the deer. That meant that the woman was a great light ball expert.
[I live near here. I see you often too. If a neighbor dies, the dream becomes violent. So, let me help you.]
“… In the future?”
[If you need. Something like this. But from now on, try to do it yourself.]
The woman advised. Seongmin Lee nodded his head with a shocked expression on his face. Goodwill, not favor. He helped simply because he was a ‘good guy’. It was a very unfamiliar feeling to Seongmin Lee.
“… “What is your name?”
[Baek Sogo.]
A woman wrote her name on the floor. That name. Lee Seong-min’s face turned white.
It was a name I knew.
Ink flash light, white light, white light.
He is a martial artist who became famous during Lee Seong-min’s previous life of 13 years.
However, when Lee Seong-min died, Baek So-go was not alive either.
Eight years from now, Baek Sogo will die.
Socheonma Wijihoyeon kills Baeksogo.
Three weeks have passed since I met Baek Sogo. It had been exactly one month since Seongmin Lee entered Mt.
Seongmin Lee became interested in the ascetics living in this mountain. As Baek So-go said of himself as a ‘good man’, when Lee Seong-min was in trouble, he appeared like a ghost and helped Lee Seong-min. That amazing method of renewing the mind was called Mukshingwang itself.
[Your ban is not good.]
Baek Sogo picked up a branch and wrote letters on the ground.
[Penance is difficult. It is the worst prohibition, taking away the pleasure of eating.]
“Your ban looks really comfortable.”
[Not really. I’m getting used to it now, but writing letters is still annoying.]
Baek So-go made an expression of disgust. Even so, it would be better than the ban on taste and heaviness that Lee Seong-min is receiving.
[Is hunting still difficult?]
“My body is so heavy… ”
[The level of your light technique is low. It seems like it has quite a bit of potential, but… Rather than concentrating on singing techniques, why not pay attention to Gyeonggong and Bobeop as well?]
Baek Sogo gave advice. Lee Seong-min was also thinking about that. Seongmin Lee nodded his head and asked.
“Are there no other practitioners on this mountain besides me and Baek Sogo?”
[No way.]
Baek Sogo shook his head.
[Some people come in and quickly leave after only a few days, but there are some who stay for more than half a year. It’s been half a year for me too.]
Baek Sogo wrote.
[The longest one has been holding on for a year. Do you know? The longer you hold out, the more prohibitions you have. When I was six months old, another prohibition was added.]
“… “Is it your left arm?”
Lee Seong-min glanced at Baek So-go’s left arm. It has been three weeks since Lee Seong-min knew Baek So-go. In all this time, I have never seen Baek Sogo use his left arm.
[that’s right. I have no feeling in my left arm. I have no strength at all.]
Baek Sogo laughed bitterly.
[It is not a good prohibition in the long run. If you continue like this, only your right arm will develop and your arms will become unbalanced.]
“… “What about other people?”
[They are also each subject to multiple prohibitions. In fact, it’s rare to get two bans like you from the start. Because it’s that hard. But the gain will be great later.]
Baek So-go repeatedly wrote letters and erased them with his foot.
[Are you interested in other practitioners?]
“what… Yes.”
[Then let me introduce you.]
Baek Sogo nodded and wrote. He told me to remove the ox horn as soon as possible. Baek Sogo stuck a tree branch in his belt and started walking, swinging it around. Lee Seong-min followed Baek So-go with his heavy body and asked.
“Could you please teach me one method of lightening?”
Baek Sogo turned his head at those words. She looked dumbfounded and quickly wrote something on her floor.
[No matter how good a person I am, I can’t hand over my food line.]
I knew it. Seongmin Lee chewed his mouth in disappointment.
Even though I only stabbed it once, it was still disappointing.
fantasy,
