Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 210

◈ End and beginning (2)

The lantern ceremony celebrating Hyeon-gwang’s attainment to Buddhahood continued for a while. In the meantime, Yeon Ga-hee visited Shaolin once a day.

“Please don’t be disappointed that the owner of the business and the children can’t come visit.”

When Yeon Ga-hee said that to the Jabultap, Mu-jin answered on behalf of Hyeon-gwang.

“You must be busy with business at the top or the alliance, but I am just grateful that you took the time to come visit us. And your grandfather isn’t the kind of person who would feel sad about something like that, right?”

“Ho ho ho. “That’s right.”

Yeon Ga-hee, who had a quick chat with Mu-jin, left as usual today as well, raising a hundred and eight boats toward the Jabul Pagoda.

And then one day, a few days later. A new guest came to Zabultap.

“I meet Unhe Jinin.”

“… … “It’s been a while.”

Unheo Jinin had a distraught expression, not unlike a master who had reached a high level.

‘You nasty bastard. He went far away.

Unheo Jinin thought of such a thought as he looked at the Zabul Pagoda, where the last remnants of Hyeongwang resided.

The only friend among those who are not subject to the death penalty. Although they started out as rivals, they were considered the only two who could understand each other’s feelings.

Now it has gone to a far away place that I can never face.

‘I wonder if the frequency can be like a fable… … .’

He was an Unheo Jinin who understood that the enlightenment of Buddhahood did not simply mean death.

Even if you die, you will not be able to meet again in the afterlife.

Unheo Jin-in, who naturally remembered the reason why Hyeon-gwang was forced to remain in this world, looked to the side.

‘I was able to leave because I trusted this child.’

It was Unheo Jin-in who realized that that young monk had helped Hyeon-gwang get rid of his worries and regrets.

‘Now, it seems our time is coming to an end.’

Naturally, in Unheo Jinin’s mind, there was a shaman’s register. The image of Cheongsu came to mind.

‘I don’t know if I’ll ever see you again, but I’ll make the same preparations as you and try to leave this world.’

Unheo Jinin, who thought of Yuji of Hyeongwang while looking at the Zabul Pagoda, said goodbye to Jiji for the last time and left Shaolin.

* * *

In Shaolin, Hyeongwang’s attainment of Buddhahood was not widely announced, but the news spread throughout the central plains.

It may have been an insignificant story to those who did not know the deep circumstances of the martial arts world, but to some, it was not.

Taesangajujeon, located in the heart of Sacheondangga.

“Cluck cluck. “This young guy left too early.”

An old man over 80 who was called the King of Cancer. Tangak spoke in a harsh tone, but his true intentions were extremely complex.

About three years ago. Danggak, whose balance was ruined due to his duel with Unhyangwonju, was no longer able to live as a warrior.

It was a secret known only to the head of the family and the head of the Sacheondang family.

“It’s vain. “I’m in vain.”

Therefore, Dang-ak felt some kind of sympathy for the news.

At one time, warriors of the same age who ran rampant in the large Central Plains continent because it was small are leaving one by one.

And it was because he clearly felt that the day of his departure was not too far away.

And somewhere else.

Inside Shincheon, an old man called ‘Inju’ asked his subordinate while stroking his white beard.

“Has Hyeon-gwang attained Buddhahood?”

“That’s right.”

“ha ha ha. “It is heaven that helps us.”

Recently, they were having trouble because several political factions, including Shaolin and shamans, began interfering with them.

In the meantime, Hyeon-gwang, who had lived as an invalid his whole life and was suddenly resurrected a few years ago, disappeared from this world.

“but. “What’s even more strange is that her man, who was like that, is still alive and well.”

In Shaolin, this is called ‘achieving Buddhahood’, but in the first place, Buddhahood or fables are just empty stories.

The old man called Inju just thought Hyeon-gwang was dead.

‘I can’t believe the greatest person in the world left me in vain like this. It will be much easier to plan future events.’

When I heard the news that Hyeon-gwang was revived. He considered the level of danger of Hyeon-Gwang to be on the same level as the ‘Three Swords of the World’.

But two and a half years ago. There was an incident where Namgung Mugeuk visited Shaolin after engaging in a secret dance with Unheo Jinin.

Of course, the result of the match between the two was completely kept secret, so no one other than those who watched the match could know.

However, after the dance, Namgung Mugeuk entered the closed hall and did not leave the door, so it was not difficult to predict the result.

And in the case of Namgung Sword Emperor, who was a party to the secret duty and attended the closed-gwan training.

“… … “What did you say just now?”

“… … It is said that Master Hyeon-Gwang has attained Buddhahood. Lord Taesang.”

As he devoted himself to his sword for a rematch with Hyeon-gwang, he received the news only late.

And right after I heard that shocking news. The back of Namgung Mugeuk’s hand, which was holding her sword, began to turn white.

He had put too much force on the hand holding the sword, so the blood was not flowing.

‘Following Cheonma, all the way to Hyeongwang.’

Someone said. It is not the strong who survive, but the survivors who are strong.

And now that Hyeon-gwang has left. Maybe you are the best person in the world.

However, this was not the kind of victory that Namgung Mugeuk wanted.

For Namgung Martial Arts, ‘Mu’ is something that is built up throughout one’s life by refining one’s soul.

A duel was an act of competing against what each person had accumulated.

Victory was never achieved this way.

However, Hyeon-gwang was no longer left in the world.

If so, how will you compete between yourself and Hyeon-gwang’s soul?

‘It’s no different from the time of Cheonma.’

And Namgung Mugeuk found the answer without difficulty.

When his sword reached the final ‘sword’ shown by Hyeon-gwang. All he had to do was prove himself to the world again. Just like it was twenty years ago.

like that.

The enlightenment of the Buddha signaled the end of the age of the old, powerful people.

And Noh Kang-ho was accepting that fact in his own way.

Someone thought of the children who will live in the next generation.

Some people felt in vain that their era was over.

Some people are imbued with dreams that will control their future.

Someone was trying to prove that their time was not over yet.

* * *

The lantern festival lasted for a month.

Meanwhile, guests from outside were not the only ones visiting the Zabul Pagoda.

Rather, Shaolin disciples would visit the Zabul Pagoda more often than outsiders.

Elder monks of Shaolin who had fond memories of Hyeon-gwang, including Master Hyeon-cheon, the head of the temple, used to visit Jaseungtap once a day to bow.

And among the disciples, there were several who had a deep connection with Hyeon-gwang.

“Aren’t you going to bow?”

In response to Mujin’s question, Hye-gwan smiled somewhat distortedly.

It was not the snarky laugh he usually made, but a complex laugh mixed with various emotions.

“How can you bow to the Four Baek Hyeon-Gwangs with blood-stained hands?”

Hyegwan, who responded, simply placed a bottle of alcohol in front of the pagoda.

After that, there were people who came to visit Hyeongwang, and the small but long Lotus Lantern Festival that lasted about a month came to an end.

As they cleared away the lanterns that had been emitting soft fire throughout the Shaolin Temple for a month, the Shaolin disciples sorted out their various feelings about a person named Hyeon-gwang.

And just as I was about to organize all the lanterns.

Shaolin’s prose began to become noisy.

Mu-jin guarded Hyeon-gwang’s residence despite his confusion, but little by little, the commotion was directed towards Mu-jin.

And soon, the cause of the noise arrived at Hyeon-gwang’s place.

“… … crazy.”

At the sight of the gigantic golden Buddha statue with Hyeon-gwang’s face cut out, Mu-jin’s six-headed character came out of his mouth without realizing it.

And before long, it was not difficult to guess who created the golden Buddha statue.

‘Is that why you went to see monk Bangjang that day?’

The first day of the Lotus Lantern Festival.

While Yeon Ga-hee was doing a hundred and eight bows, Ryu Ji-gwang, the head of the top, left the room, saying he wanted to meet the head of the room.

I can assure you that the culprit was definitely the owner of the merchant.

“You did a good job persuading me.”

Although Master Bangjang Hyeoncheon had recently opened his eyes to the secular world, he was not the kind of person who would receive such a golden Buddha statue as a gift.

I was almost curious as to how they persuaded Ambassador Hyeoncheon.

However, that’s just a surprise at the unexpected and ignorant money.

‘Still, I will never forget my grandfather’s face.’

Mujin didn’t just dislike the Buddha statue with Hyeon-gwang’s face removed.

* * *

The next day, a giant golden Buddha statue was created in Hyeon-gwang’s place, along with a pagoda.

While Mujin was in the process of organizing his place, new guests came to Shaolin.

However, there was no need for Mujin to greet them.

This was because Hyeon-gwang’s Lotus Lantern Festival had already ended, and they did not have a special relationship with Hyeon-gwang.

‘It looks like we’re at a huge disadvantage.’

Mujin thought of those thoughts about the guests who came today. That’s right, the people who came today were the monks of the Jongnam sect.

Since they said that the number of injured people has been increasing recently, Mujin suspected that they were trying to request reinforcements from Shaolin.

But for some reason, not long after, a student from Lee University came to visit me from the director’s office.

“Mujin. “They said the guests are asking to see you.”

Naturally, a question arose in Mujin’s mind.

‘Are you trying to pin me down and request reinforcements? But why me?’

Although he is called ‘the best in the world’, the important thing is not ‘the best in the world’ but ‘the best in the world’.

Of course, Mujin has already reached a level where the expression ‘gigi’ is not suitable, but in the eyes of the public, it was a late-stage index anyway.

In the competition between old-style groups, what difference does it make if one person from the later period is added?

‘Well, there’s nothing bad about me.’

Mujin was already thinking about leaving Shaolin.

There are now about four months left until the future Heavenly Demon meets the Blood Monk.

And there were other advantages to inviting oneself from Jongnam.

‘I was thinking about running out secretly, but this would be a good enough justification.’

Mujin and the Mujabae trio returned to Shaolin, and they were secretly under surveillance.

Also, as before, the surveillance was designed to prevent people from running away at night.

However, if there was a justification like this, there was no need to run away at night again.

‘Since we’ve already done this, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to take those guys with us.’

Since it was a legal outing, it was Mujin who decided to take the trio with them.

In particular, in order to maintain the development of the novel, Mu-gyeong had to be brought along.

So, Mujin willingly headed to the director’s room with his disciple Lee.

Near the chief’s room, several monks dressed in the uniforms of the Jongnam faction were waiting.

They looked at Mujin as he entered the director’s room with various expressions, but Mujin didn’t pay any attention.

And when I entered the director’s room, Hyeoncheon and Noh Doin were standing there.

“Welcome to come. “This is Baekam Jinin, an elder of the Jongnam faction.”

“I meet Baekam Jinin.”

“It’s nice to meet the best reviewer in the world here.”

Immediately after exchanging brief greetings with each other. Mujin looked at Hyeoncheon and Baekam Jinin blankly.

Baekam Jinin cleared his throat for a moment at that gaze and carefully opened his mouth.

“Hmm. “Has Shaolin Shinryong ever heard of Jongnam Geombo?”

It was an extremely absurd question. In the first place, it was Mujin who first mentioned Jongnam Geombo.

‘ah. I didn’t say I said it.’

Ryu Seol-hwa and Baek’s siblings seemed to have handled things properly.

“I heard about it, but wasn’t that something that was arranged in advance?”

“… … “I took care of what was at the Mandangmun, but it seems like it wasn’t organized properly.”

Baekam Jinin, who opened the conversation like that, explained the situation they were in at length, but the content was quite simple.

In the past few months, an increasing number of Jongnam sect disciples who have gone out to work have been getting injured.

Those who injured the disciples of the Zhongnan faction were mostly from the middle or middle school faction or were not from Shaanxi Province.

The Jongnam faction suspects that these people were brought in by Hwasan to fight for power in Shaanxi Province, but no special evidence has been found yet.

Moreover, although they may be injured, there were no cases of taking their lives, so it was difficult for the Jongnam faction to attack them on a large scale.

In the end, as the number of injured increased, the battle for power was gradually going at a disadvantage.

But the biggest problem was the cause of the injury.

“It seems that the form and characteristics of our Jongnam faction’s swordsmanship were spread widely in Hwasan.”

An opponent whose skill difference is not that great. Or rather, it is said that they often returned after being defeated by a lower level player.

Of course, just as Hwasan knew Jongnam’s swordsmanship well, Jongnam also knew Hwasan’s swordsmanship well.

It was a fraught relationship in the same region for decades.

The problem was that the people the disciples of the Jongnam faction dealt with were not the disciples of the Hwasan faction.

This side did not know the opponent’s martial arts exactly, but the opponent knew their own martial arts well, so it was a situation where there was no answer unless the skill difference was far superior.

“So, just as they brought in warriors outside, are you asking us to send in warriors from Shaolin, including me?”

Mujin asked about the solution he had thought of before coming here, but for some reason, Baekam Jinin shook his head.

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