Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 211

◈ End and beginning (3)

“It’s just a temporary measure. The true solution would be to develop our martial arts themselves and overcome widely known weaknesses. However, developing martial arts is not something that can be accomplished in a day or two.”

It is said that while he was wondering how to develop his martial arts skills, he happened to hear such a story.

“I’m talking about the story that Zhuge Dynasty is creating martial arts based on your external martial arts training methods.”

Mujin realized what Baekam Jinin was trying to say.

As the weaknesses of the Jongnam faction’s martial arts were known, it was said that they wanted to supplement those weaknesses through Mujin’s external martial arts training methods.

And for Mujin, who was planning to go to Shaolin, it was a request that he had no reason to refuse.

‘As long as Jongnam keeps Hwasan in check, there is no harm in helping him.’

Mujin organized his thoughts like that, but the answer that actually came out of his mouth was a little different.

“If you do so, what will you give me in Jongnam?”

Even if you have a reason to go to Shaolin, you can’t give that precious knowledge for free.

No matter how much we were allies, it was foolish to give it away unconditionally.

No, since it is an alliance, the calculations must be even more precise.

In that sense, the Zhuge Dynasty installed Jinbeop in Shaolin and gifted Mujin with various exercise tools.

So, what would be best to accept from Jongnam?

“hmm. “What do you want to gain?”

Mujin smiled slightly at Baekam Jinin’s question.

What is the greatest advantage of being in Party A’s position in a transaction?

“Since you are certain of what the Jongnam faction wants, didn’t you think about the appropriate price in advance? “Please present it first.”

The point was that it was possible to request ‘preemption’ out of ignorance. That is, until the other party sets conditions that can be tempted.

“… … .”

For a moment, I had a snowball fight with Mujin without any response. Byeok-am Jin-in opened her mouth.

“It is impossible to give Jinbeop as a gift like Zhuge Sega. However, we can’t tell you about our martial arts skills, so all we can give you right now is money and elixirs.”

“That alone is no big problem.”

That is, if the price is right.

Perhaps understanding Mujin’s intentions, Byeokam Jinin suggested the amount he had in mind.

“First of all, I will give you 500 nyang of gold. This alone is enough to cover one year’s worth of operating expenses for our Jongnam faction. In addition, if you succeed in making up for the weaknesses of our Jongnam faction’s martial arts with your outer martial arts training methods, I will pay you 500 nyang of gold over an additional three years, and in addition, I will give you the Heavenly Heart Dan (天心團).”

Cheonsimdan was the best elixir of the Jongnam sect, like Taechungdan of the Shaman sect or Daehwandan of Shaolin.

Like Daehwandan or Taechungdan, it is a special elixir made from herbs that grow in a special place on Mt. Jongnam, and may or may not be produced once every ten years.

Of course, its value is a little lower than that of Taechungdan or Daehwandan, but it was still an item that could not be compared to any other elixir.

However, even though the conditions were quite generous, Mujin shook his head.

“Giving compensation after success is a condition that only applies when ‘proof’ is needed. However, my external training method is already Shaolin and Shaman. “The proof has been completed through Jegal Sega.”

It was said that they would not accept any deferred payments.

‘The human mind is very treacherous.’

Compensation after success is quite subtle. This was because the opponent could be unreasonable.

After improving their skills through Mujin’s external training method, they could claim that their skills improved and that it was not because of the training method.

In a way, Baekam Jinin looked at Hyeoncheon as if asking for help in response to Mujin’s worldly and greedy remarks that were unbecoming of a monk.

“Hmm.”

But Hyeoncheon just cleared his throat and glanced away.

“Whoa.”

Baekam Jinin took a deep breath and calmly organized his thoughts.

‘If this continues, there will be no future for our Jongnam.’

In the battle for vested rights in Shaanxi Province, it was gradually losing out to Huashan. Of course, they would be able to hold out through reinforcements from their allies.

However, are the vested rights they gain really theirs?

If you don’t have the strength to protect yourself, you will eventually be taken away by someone someday.

In that case, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to gamble with the feeling of grasping at straws.

Even the young monk’s training method was guarantored by Shaolin, a shaman, and the Zhuge family, so it was not a gamble with a high level of risk.

“Whew. The amount of money that Jongnam can borrow right now is limited to 500 cats. So, first of all, I will give you 500 nyang of gold and the Cheonsindan that I promised you a little while ago at once. And the remaining 500 nyang of gold will be repaid unconditionally, not as compensation after success, and let’s write the document now.”

“That’s a great decision.”

Mujin smiled at Baekam Jinin’s decision.

* * *

After completing his deal with Baekam Jinin, Mujin promised to leave for Jongnampa the next day.

Baekam Jinin wanted to leave right away, but was given a day’s time because he had some work to do.

And Mu-jin, who left the director’s room, headed straight to a place in the guest house where Do Wol-cheon lived.

“Silord Dowolcheon. Are you there?”

“Monk Mujin. “What are you doing today?”

Mu-jin responded in a more serious tone than usual to Do Wol-cheon, who welcomed him warmly every time he came to visit.

“Now, I have come to visit Lord Dowolcheon to entrust him with the work I told him about last time.”

If what Mujin was talking about, it would be to create an apostolic faction in Guangxi Province and shake up the apostolic alliance from within.

It may have been an absurd request, but Do Wol-cheon accepted the request in a calm tone.

“I will try to succeed even if it costs me my life.”

It was calm, but there was a certain confidence in it.

Looking at Dowolcheon’s proud appearance, Mujin was feeling complicated.

‘… … Now, even at a glance, my body’s balance is completely broken.’

The height of the left and right shoulders was clearly different. The pelvis was also distorted.

Even though he is just standing still, he looks like he is ready to swing the sword at any moment.

Of course, I didn’t know if it really reached the same level as Dowolcheon that appeared in the novel.

In the novel, there is only the description of ‘a body that is distorted as if a deformed child became an adult.’ There were no paintings or photos.

However, Mujin, who had recently witnessed his work first-hand, was confident.

It would be difficult for some people to even react to what he wields.

It was just bittersweet to think of the pain Dowolcheon must have gone through to rise to his current level.

That was not just a metaphor, but a ‘bone-crushing’ pain in the true sense of the word.

But I can’t stop working now. Mu-jin handed Do Wol-cheon one of the books he had brought with him.

“There will be Confucius Baek Ji-hwan at the top of Cheonryu. Please hand this letter to Prince Baek and settle down with him in Guangxi Province.”

The book that Mu-jin handed over contained the strategies used by Do Wol-cheon and Baek Ga-hwan in the original novel.

Of course, the situation in the novel and now are different, so the same content was not written.

It was just advice that it would be much more satisfactory if you used this or that method.

“We will see you again with good results.”

“Please be considerate.”

After greeting Mu-jin, Do Wol-cheon left Shaolin, taking only the letter and Cheonseomdo that Mu-jin had given him.

* * *

The next morning.

About twenty people were gathered in front of Shaolin’s mountain gate.

Fifteen of them were members of the Jongnam faction who came to Shaolin, and the remaining ten or so were monks from Shaolin, including Mujin.

And among them, of course, Muhyul and Mugung. Mu-gyeong was also included.

“I thought you might not be able to come out, but why did Sasukjo Hyedam allow it?”

To Mujin’s question, Mugung sighed heavily and answered.

“That’s because you roasted and boiled the monk Bangjang. “Because Sajo is not the kind of person who disputes the decisions made by his superiors.”

In fact, it was a pleasure for Mugung to leave Shaolin. For the past two and a half years, she has been confined to Shaolin, practicing training over and over again.

Nevertheless, the reason why Mugung let out a deep sigh was simple.

‘It’s good to get out, but with this guy involved, I don’t think it will end well.’

As expected, it was a mugung that had a strangely good feel compared to its bulky size.

Then, Mugung turned her head and looked at Mu-kyung, who was walking leisurely next to her.

“What about Priest Mu-gyeong?”

“I’m anxious too. “It means getting involved with Mujin.”

“It’s been a while since I left the mountain gate, but you’re not looking forward to it?”

“… … Master Hyegwan said. “Once this incident is over, we will have to go out together to catch those Madou guys.”

In other words, even if it wasn’t for this incident, Mu-gyeong was planning to go to Shaolin often in the future.

Although there was a big problem of having to go with that ‘Hye-gwan’.

“Priests also go through a lot of hardships.”

“… … “Isn’t it common for everyone?”

Mugung and Mu-gyeong looked at each other pitifully for a moment before heaving a deep sigh.

And in the case of the last one, Muhyul.

“ha ha ha. Muyul, please go down carefully.”

“Hehehe. I find it more fun to move like this. Sajo!”

He was climbing a tree, chatting amicably with Hye-geol, the nominal leader of this trip to Jongnam.

Why they moved by climbing trees instead of walking on a normal path was something that no one but Muhyul and Lingling could understand.

Even though Mujin was somewhat older and had achieved countless achievements, the reason why he included Shaolin disciples, including Hyegeol, was simple.

These were actually surveillance stations.

It was not a surveillance station that feared harm to Mujin and his party in Jongnam.

It was a surveillance station posted to prevent Mujin from causing another accident or running away at night.

“Come to think of it, when you visited the shaman sect in the past, you were with Hyegeol and the Four Baekjo, weren’t you?”

Mugung lowered his head in response to Mugyeong’s question as he watched the scene.

Naturally, the memory of visiting the shaman sect a long time ago came back to Mugung’s mind.

‘… … no way?’

Suddenly, an uncertain future began to appear in Mugung’s mind.

And unfortunate premonitions are never wrong.

What was waiting for them when they came down Songshan Mountain and arrived at Dengbong County was the sight of wagons loaded with countless pieces of iron.

“Again?”

Of course, there were only carriages and no horses anywhere.

* * *

After driving a wagon full of iron for several days, Mujin and his party arrived at Jongnam Mountain.

Even the number of carriages and iron bars had increased significantly compared to when heading towards the Shaman faction.

When heading to the Shaman sect, he initially only took things for the Shaolin disciples, but this time he had to take along things for the Jongnam sect disciples as well.

In addition, as it included ultra-heavy iron blocks exclusively for Mujin, its weight was far beyond common sense.

The fortunate thing was that Mujin himself pulled the ultra-heavy wagon, which was piled with iron blocks exclusively for Mujin.

Immediately after arriving at Jongnampa, pulling the carriages.

“hmm?”

Mujin felt something strange.

‘It’s quiet.’

Even though there were hundreds of disciples living in the Jongnam sect, there was a certain calmness in the air.

They were not quiet simply because they were Taoists. Because it was a different atmosphere from that of a shaman of the Taoist sect like Jongnam.

‘Originally, Jongnam had a different atmosphere from that of a shaman… … .’

Jongnam, like the shaman, was a Taoist sect famous for its defensive swordsmanship.

If the shaman uses Yu’s tricks to block the opponent’s attack, Jongnam uses a strong martial arts technique to block the world’s omnidirectional attacks and counterattack with Bantanjigi.

Befitting such martial prowess, the disciples of the Jongnam sect that I had seen at the Yongbong Branch had a somewhat heavy aura that was not typical of a Taoist monk.

Even in the novel, although it was not directly intertwined with Dowolcheon, it was described as a sect in which the death penalty members fought together to the end despite the conspiracy of the Hwasan faction and Shincheon.

They are frustrating because of their lack of flexibility, but instead they are determined men. At least the Jongnam that Mujin thought was of that kind of clan.

But what can I say about the current atmosphere?

‘It really feels like the remnants of the defeated soldiers are gathered together, right?’

The unique gloom of those steeped in defeatism was mixed.

About half of the students wielding swords in the training hall were like that, and most of those with bandages tied around their bodies were like that.

‘Are those guys the ones who went down the mountain and came back defeated?’

It seemed like they were the injured people Baekam Jinin had mentioned.

There was no doubt that they had lost their motivation as the swordsmanship they had practiced for ten or twenty years was destroyed in vain.

On the way to meet Jongnam Sect’s Jang Mun-in in order to pass on the training method promised to Baekam Jin-in.

‘It can’t go on like this, can it?’

Mujin glanced at the atmosphere of the Jongnam faction and came up with this thought.

‘Before training, I need to first equip myself mentally.’

And Mujin knew one very sure way to strengthen his mind.

Whether the other party wanted that method was not Mujin’s concern.

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