Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 209

◈ End and beginning (1)

‘… … ‘It’s nothing compared to my grandfather’s.’

Looking at the star cluster he had created, Mujin took a deep breath and straightened his posture.

A strange feeling of helplessness came over my whole body, thanks to the fact that I had lost a level of strength in just one administration.

In fact, internal power is internal power, but it was also an aftereffect of internal power management that excluded ‘stability’.

‘As expected, is there a limit to how much you can expand stably?’

If it exceeds one day, there is a high probability of suffering from aftereffects.

And then all of a sudden. If you put all your energy into it, you will probably feel the bones and muscles of your entire body after using it. It seemed like there was going to be a big problem with my internal organs.

‘Increasing power goes only so far.’

While training with Hyeon-gwang and Jeongjeong, Mujin did not stop working on iron and dieting.

Thanks to that, he has now reached a level that surpasses his original goal of being a human of three generations, two thousand Geun.

Anyone who has exercised knows that not everyone will necessarily gain weight just because they exercise repeatedly.

From Choi Kang-hyuk’s point of view, there was talent in muscles as well. The main character in the novel, ‘Mujin’, was born with a special talent.

It is a body of talent that can be described as ‘invincible’, a body that was completed after many years of expert craftsmanship.

In other words, it is now at a level where persistent efforts are needed not only for development but also for maintenance.

This did not mean that further growth was impossible.

Now, like other ordinary martial people, they gain special ‘enlightenment’ and raise their level. Or there was another way.

When Mujin was thinking about the future.

“Hehehe. “That’s great.”

Hyunkwang, who was watching Mujin’s performance from the side, said with a benevolent smile.

After gathering his mind and body, Mujin took the class president position toward Hyeon-gwang.

“It’s thanks to my grandfather’s teachings.”

“Hehehe. It seems like the regime is now in place. Now, Mujin, all that is left for you is to incorporate what you have learned so far into other movements.”

“… … .”

Mu-jin was unable to respond to Hyeon-gwang’s words for a moment.

Mujin’s idea of ​​how to become stronger was also consistent with what Hyeongwang had said.

It would be a long way to achieve the same enlightenment as others with one’s own understanding.

Even though he was thinking the same thing as Hyeon-gwang, there was a different reason why Mu-jin could not give a specific answer.

‘… … ‘So you’re saying you can’t teach me anymore.’

As Mujin was looking at him in silence, Hyunkwang, who was looking at Mujin softly, opened his mouth.

“Wasn’t the year and a half spent with this money frustrating?”

Mujin shook his head.

“I was grateful and happy.”

Even though he was just with Hyeon-gwang, Mu-jin felt like something that had been building up deep inside his heart had been washed away.

My grandfather and grandmother who raised me when I was like an orphan.

When I was a high school student. He left his grandfather without doing anything. At that time, since he was a student, he thought he had no choice.

When I was a soldier. He couldn’t return home because he was busy participating in training, so he left his grandmother in vain.

At that time, I thought it was best to just earn money and support my grandmother.

That I couldn’t be with you on your last day of departure, that I couldn’t take care of you.

Without even knowing it themselves. It remained as Han of Cheonchu.

Mujin also knew. Hyunkwang is not her biological grandparent. That he is only vicariously satisfied.

However, after losing his paternal grandmother, Mujin had no adult to tell him the direction of his life.

He had to survive on his own.

For Mu-jin, Hyeon-gwang was the first adult he met since his paternal grandmother left. He is the kind of adult who can embrace himself.

And above all.

‘I’m sure my grandfather and grandmother want me to be comfortable… … .’

Is it because I have washed away some of the resentment? At some point, such thoughts naturally began to come to Mujin.

Looking at Mujin’s face, which was much more relaxed than when he first met him as a disciple, Hyunkwang smiled hollowly.

“Hehehe. Thank you for considering this ugly monk as a tribute. “Then, do you mind if this ugly monk leaves one last favor for you?”

“Anything.”

“Please take care of Shaolin.”

“… … “At least as long as I live, Shaolin will never fall.”

I didn’t want to lie to Hyeon-gwang, so I said that. After seeing the end of the novel, it was something I couldn’t figure out.

But, why? Hyunkwang shook his head at Mujin’s answer.

“To this ugly monk, you are also Shaolin. So, Mujin, you too must be safe.”

“… … “We will do that.”

Did you like this answer? Hyunkwang bowed his head with a benevolent smile.

Then, Hyeon-gwang closed his eyes, rolled the prayer beads in his hand, and began to chant softly.

“Namu Amitabha Buddha. “Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.”

Around Hyeon-gwang, who chants his prayers, nature guardians gather gently like a tailwind.

Those energies began to surround the shining light and emit a soft golden light.

dump.

Mu-jin very slowly began to bow towards Hyeon-gwang.

It was not a Buddhist temple.

‘Take a look. grandfather.’

It was simply a bow to express gratitude for the grace that had been given to teaching and nurturing us, which we were unable to do for our departed paternal grandparents.

* * *

When Mujin got up after finishing his sincere bow.

There was no trace of Hyeon-gwang left there.

Just the remnants of the subtle golden glow that Hyunkwang created and the lyrics that Hyunkwang was wearing. And only Sari (舍利) tells us that he was here.

“… … .”

While I was blankly looking at the remnants for a moment. Small footsteps were heard one after another.

What Mujin saw when he looked back was the appearance of the Shaolin adults.

Everyone had a disheveled appearance that was not typical of a high priest, as if they had rushed to see the bright light created by Hyeon-gwang.

“Did something happen to Master Hyeon-gwang?”

To the question of the room leader who was standing in front, Mujin answered in a calm tone.

“… … You have attained Buddhahood.”

At Mujin’s answer, some people shed tears and others muttered their displeasure.

“It seems that you have finally succeeded in throwing away all your lingering attachments.”

“yes. Monk Bangjang.”

Hyuncheon somehow managed to guess what was happening.

If you had heard that someone else had ‘achieved Buddhahood’, you might have thought that he was just dead.

Monks dream of attaining Buddhahood, and Taoist monks dream of reaching enlightenment, but it is literally just a dream.

Most people’s thoughts of Buddhahood and fables were nothing more than rhetoric expressing when those who had accumulated high virtue died.

However, Hyeon-gwang had already come close to becoming Buddha in the past.

It was no different from having already proven that Buddhahood is truly possible.

“Did you leave comfortably?”

“Lastly, you said you would take care of Shaolin. Then he left with a relaxed expression.”

“… … I guess we were holding the ambassador to death. Amitabha Buddha.”

Ambassador Hyeoncheon, who said that, closed his mouth for a moment and composed himself.

And Ambassador Hyeoncheon opened his closed eyes and spoke.

“Your Majesty has reached Buddhahood, the dream of all Buddhists. “If we are sad on this blessed day, how sad must our great brother, who trusted us and left, be sad.”

Did they think Ambassador Hyeoncheon’s words were correct? The old monks of the Sage Order, who had gloomy faces, took a deep breath and gathered themselves.

“You are correct. Monk Bangjang.”

“Amitabha Buddha. Since it is the day when a new Buddha was born, we will prepare lotus lanterns. Monk Bangjang.”

The old monks began to work busily to prepare for the Lotus Lantern Festival.

To hold a small celebration and farewell ceremony appropriate for Shaolin.

* * *

Shaolin did not try to publicize Hyeon-gwang’s attainment to the entire continent.

The plan was to handle it simply as an internal matter within Shaolin.

However, the news was delivered at least to those who had some connection with Hyeon-gwang.

And the first people to come to Shaolin were Ryu Ji-gwang, the head of Cheonryu Sangdan, and his mother Yeon Ga-hee. And they were siblings Ryu Seol-hwa and Ryu Seol-ryong.

Mu-jin guided them to Hyeon-gwang’s residence, where he had been living, and there was a new tower that had not been there before.

And Beopgeon, Mujin’s nominal teacher and Hyeongwang’s grandson, welcomed them.

Beopgeon was in charge of the work related to the musculoskeletal treatment clinic on behalf of Mujin, so he stayed in Deungbonghyeon and hurriedly returned to Shaolin after hearing the news about Hyeongwang.

“This is a pagoda containing the robes and relics that the founder was wearing when he attained Buddhahood. Monk Bangjang named it Jabultap (慈佛塔).”

Tower of the Compassionate Buddha.

The Ryu family began to chant prayers and bow towards the pagoda that was given that name.

Ryu Ji-gwang and the two siblings briefly bowed once and stood up, but Yeon Ga-hee slowly, as if there was a set number of times. And he steadily bowed towards the tower.

Ryu Ji-gwang, who watched the scene for a while, spoke to Mu-jin.

“We have a moment to talk with Monk Bangjang, so could you please check on my mother until then?”

“I will.”

“If you do, I will guide you to the room manager’s room.”

The Ryu family headed to the director’s room with Beopgeon.

They left and returned only when Yeon Ga-hee had finished the hundred and eight bows.

“Did you have a good conversation?”

“yes. “I will come back later with the promise I made with Monk Bangjang.”

“… … ?”

Mujin couldn’t understand Ryu Ji-gwang’s words, but he answered that he understood first and ended his greeting as class president.

And right before leaving. Ryu Seol-hwa handed Mu-jin a letter.

“This is what I found out about what you asked for.”

“thank you. Lord Ryu Seol-hwa.”

After looking at Mujin for a moment, she shook off her regret and left for Shaolin with her family.

It was because I knew that today was not a day to chat with Mujin.

Let’s take a moment to look at their backs as they leave. Beopgeon spoke to Mujin.

“Mujin. I heard that you followed the teachings of Sajo. “I will be guarding this place, so it is okay to come after training for a while.”

“… … “How could I be away for training on a day like this?”

“It’s something that Sajo would be more than happy to do, so don’t worry about it. “Also, I would like to talk with Sajo for a moment.”

Is it because I was not present at the moment Hyeon-gwang attained Buddhahood?

Seeing Beopgeon seeming to be forcing himself to control his emotions, Mujin eventually decided to leave.

He also knew the sadness of not being able to be with his grandparents on the day they passed away.

And Mu-jin, who was leaving, opened the letter he had received from Ryu Seol-hwa and began to read it.

“… … “Is there at least half a year left now?”

The information that Mujin had requested from Ryu Seolhwa was written there.

The most important thing among them was information about the future Heavenly Demon.

Since it was already past the time for him to leave the magic hall, he asked Ryu Seol-hwa to seek information about him.

Since it was information about a person active outside of the world, it must have been quite difficult to obtain, but it seemed that nothing was impossible for the Heavenly Five Grand Merchants.

‘Considering the distance, the information written here is probably from 15 to 1 month ago. ‘I have to wait until five months have passed before I go see him.’

But on the other hand, there were about five months left.

‘It would be enough to come forward after the Lantern Festival for Grandfather is over… … .’

Mujin thought that the priority now was to finalize her farewell to Hyeon-gwang.

And in addition to information about the future Heavenly Demon, various information was written in the writings.

Information on the recent movements of opposing forces and how Shaolin and allied factions are fighting back.

The rest of the information was nothing special, but there was one thing that caught Mujin’s attention.

‘… … ‘Recently, injuries are coming from the Jongnam faction?’

The Jongnam faction was originally destined to be eaten by the Hwasan faction.

However, it was thought that Mujin had changed fate by dealing with Mandangmun and Jongnam Geumbo through Ryu Seol-hwa and the Baek siblings.

‘How come it feels like it’s progressing exactly like the story in the novel?’

If this continues, Shaanxi Province will eventually fall into the hands of the Hwasan Sect, who are no different from Xintian’s minions.

For the past two and a half years, I have been concentrating on training alone in Shaolin. Slowly, it seemed that the wind of change had begun to blow.

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