Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 59

◈ It’s not that Shaolin (1)

At a time when Mujin and Shaolin disciples were moving towards Namchang.

Two shadows were facing each other in a hall of a manor located in Namchang.

“Have you checked the letter that Lord Bunta sent?”

“yes. “Ark.”

“Hmm. Shaolin disciples come here, la… … .”

Originally, the news about Shaolin should have been sent by those active in the main family of the Tianliu Sangdan in Dengfeng County.

However, due to the accident that occurred there, the communication system there was almost paralyzed.

“I don’t know what the intention of supremacy is. By any chance, wasn’t there a problem with the cleanup?”

“There isn’t even any evidence left, so even if you are a top seller, it will be difficult to get a feel for it. In fact, Cheonggeumdae is in a situation where it is just doing nothing.”

“Then, do you have any idea what the purpose of Sangsanju sent the Shaolin disciples was?”

The man who was sitting in the city gave no answer to the question of the middle-aged man called Ark.

Of course, I knew the superficial reason used in the letter. The purpose is to open a branch of the National Assembly.

However, if you do things with only those superficial reasons in mind, problems are bound to arise.

Ark, who was looking at the man whose mouth was closed, opened his mouth with an uncomfortable expression.

“No matter how much the merchant didn’t notice, Shaolin’s presence here could be a hindrance to the great cause.”

“Do not worry. Anyway, Shaolin is an old-fashioned culture that is most afraid of being told that it has become tainted by the secular world. “There was something that happened two years ago, right?”

“Are you talking about the incident where a large number of members of the Sokga clan deserted?”

“yes. “The Shaolin are foolish people who did not step forward for fear of the world pointing fingers at them, even when those who had learned their martial arts and left the mountain were leaving.”

“If you do, does this mean you will leave me alone?”

“Anyway, if even a little rumor spreads, I will leave on my own. However, since it may interfere with the greater cause, we will try to bring the timing forward a little.”

“okay. “I’ll just keep an eye on it.”

As soon as the superior’s words were spoken, the subordinate bowed his head in obeisance and left the manor that way.

To spread the rumor among male prostitutes that So-rim was planning to enter the secular world.

* * *

“Would you like to stop by Nanchang Bunta first? Or would you like to head to the manor to be used as a councillor?”

“I think it would be a good idea to go to the manor first and unload these items.”

When Mujin answered the coachman of Cheonryu Sangdan, who was in charge of the guide, the coachman drove the carriage and headed to the large manor.

When they arrived at the manor, a middle-aged man was waiting for them along with several younger men.

“Nice to meet you. It is said that he is Mak Ji-hyeok, the master of the Bulgwonmun Gate. “When he was practicing martial arts in Shaolin, he used the Buddhist name Hyesin.”

He was the head of the Shaolin Sok sect located in Namchang.

When he first greeted him with the Shaolin-style class president, Hyegwan stepped forward and simply took the class president.

“Nice to meet you. Just Moon Ju. “I tell you that I am Hyegwan, a great disciple of Shaolin.”

“If it is the name of Master Hye-gwan, I have heard this name many times! “It is an honor to meet you here.”

Mak Ji-hyeok made a comment as if he had met someone he respected, but Hye-gwan, as always, gave him an appropriate response and bit him.

“It’s just a false name. And Bonseung only came to prepare for the battle with Sima Oedo. “That child will be entirely responsible for matters related to the congressman, so please have a conversation with that child.”

And as if he really had nothing to do with it, he passed by Mak Ji-hyeok, entered the manor, and hid himself.

Mak Ji-hyeok, who had a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, quickly calmed down and looked at Mu-jin, saying that he was still the head of a clan.

‘That kid is the kid named Mujin written on the record.’

Thanks to the letter handed down to the Buddhist Order from Shaolin, Mak Ji-hyeok understood the general details.

“Nice to meet you. Mujin Dongja. Amitabha Buddha.”

“Nice to meet you. Just Moonju. Amitabha Buddha.”

After exchanging pleasantries with Mak Ji-hyeok, Mu-jin pointed to the carriage with his hand and said.

“First of all, can I move the luggage from the wagon to the manor?”

“I hope so.”

Luggage loaded on a wagon. Those were tools used for rehabilitation exercise (Pilates).

However, we did not bring everything that would be used in the free facility in large quantities, and only brought a few items of each tool.

The rest were scheduled to be produced in the workshop here in Namchang, and the ones I brought in advance were for some kind of practice. This is a practice horse for the disciples of Yi Dae or the lay school to practice.

It took a while for Mujin and Shaolin disciples, as well as Mak Jihyeok and Bulgwonmun disciples, to pick up the tools and move them inside the manor.

“hmm?”

From the entrance to the manor, a commotion began to be heard.

“Get out of the way!”

“We have come to say something to those from Shaolin!”

When the word ‘Shaolin’ was heard among the noisy sounds coming from the entrance of the manor, the eyes of Mujin and the Shaolin disciples turned towards the entrance.

“It looks like they are our guests.”

“Shouldn’t I go out and see?”

“I guess so.”

As Mu-jin, who had a light conversation with Mak Ji-hyeok, headed towards the front gate, the others also moved with Mu-jin.

Meanwhile, the people who had gathered at the entrance to the manor and were making a fuss fell silent for a moment when they saw the monks wearing scarlet robes.

They were the main figures of the small and medium-sized sects and military attachés located in Namchang, which called themselves ‘right sects’.

As the Shaolin Temple was located in Songshan, close to Dengbong County, all of the clans and military officers in Dengbong County were from the Shaolin clan.

That is why there were no problems when the clinic was opened in Dengbong County.

However, the situation here was completely different from Dengfeng County.

Small and medium-sized sects that were not from the Shaolin clan had no reason to be happy about Shaolin’s advancement.

Of course, since this is a place where there is constant conflict between the political faction and the small and medium-sized factions of the Sa faction, Shaolin’s participation in the war could have been viewed positively by them, but in reality, it was not.

Shaolin’s advance is like a tiger interfering with a fight between wolves. Naturally, they were also afraid that their rice bowls would be taken away by Shaolin.

Meanwhile, right after the Shaolin disciples and Buddhist monk disciples went out to the main gate. Mak Ji-hyeok, who was looking around, stepped forward as if he had no choice.

Since the whereabouts of Hyegwan, who was supposed to represent Shaolin, were unknown, he stepped forward as a representative.

“It is none other than Mak Ji-hyeok, the ruler of the Bulgwonmun. “Why are you looking for guests from Shaolin?”

When Mak Ji-hyuk and the class president asked a question, a middle-aged man among those gathered came forward and answered.

“It’s been a while. Just Moon Ju. “I’m Kang Tae.”

“What is the owner of Taegeommun doing here? “Along with so many others.”

Mujin shook his head as he listened to the greetings the two exchanged.

‘He’s from a sect you’ve never heard of, and a person you’ve never heard of.’

He was not even mentioned in the novel.

“This is Kang Lee, who has lived as a political sect for a long time and has admired the noble spirit of Shaolin. “But I recently heard some disturbing rumors, so I came here to see you.”

“If it’s disturbing news, what does it mean?”

“I heard a disturbing rumor that the high priests of Shaolin, who had cut ties with the world and cultivated great virtue, were planning to start a ‘business’ here.”

Mujin thought while listening to Kang Tae-gu.

‘The man has a really long tongue. ‘Is this the way of political factions?’

They were talking all around, but they were saying that you should just stay in the mountains.

Mak Ji-hyeok also furrowed his brow as he answered, probably thinking something similar to Mu-jin.

“That is a misunderstanding. As you can see from the signboard, this place is strictly for non-congressmen. The disciples of Shaolin have come here not only to heal those who are suffering in the secular world. And he is scheduled to leave in a few months.”

Mak Ji-hyeok told the truth, but no one here believed him.

Well, they only saw something with their eyes, and they thought that Sorim was trying to steal their food bowls.

“ha ha ha. I understand the high meaning of Shaolin, but the world will point fingers at Shaolin. “We will take responsibility for protecting the people who live here, so why don’t you go back to the mountain without worrying?”

If they didn’t go back, it would be no different from saying that they would spread the rumor that ‘Shaolin has become corrupted by the world.’

Before Mak Ji-hyuk opens his mouth to refute.

“My name is Mujin, the third great disciple of Shaolin. “I’m sorry for your comment, but may I add a word?”

Unable to bear it anymore, Mujin joined the conversation.

“her! No matter how high the name of Shaolin is, how can the three great disciples intervene in the conversation between the lords of the clans!”

Kang Tae-gu shouted loudly as if he had figured something out, and the crowd behind him said, ‘That’s right!’ He shouted.

But whether they did that or not, Mujin asked with a sigh and laughter.

“Kang Munju. Why are you trying to stop our Shaolin from opening a clinic?”

“What are you talking about! We were just worried that Shaolin would be criticized… … .”

Kang Tae-gu quickly tried to refute the sudden attack from Mu-jin, who looked young, but Mu-jin cut him off and asked back.

“I told you that we can handle that, so you can just leave now!”

With a bright, bright smile like that of a child. It was a smile that I tried to imitate Muhyul’s smile.

“Hmm. “I can’t do that, even for the sake of Shaolin’s prestige.”

“also. “Then they came to ‘stop’ us from opening a clinic.”

“!?”

“Various dormitories. Seeing that the donors here are trying to interfere with the salvation of sentient beings, it seems that they have entered into the doctrine of Sima Ma.”

At Mujin’s words, Taegu Kang and others who came with him started shouting and shouting.

“No matter how much he is a disciple of Shaolin, what kind of mean things can the three great disciples say to the master of the clan!”

“Isn’t that too much of a leap?”

But why? Mujin answered with her eyes shining, as if she wanted that answer.

“That’s right! What you are doing now is exactly that leap. We only said that we would save sentient beings by opening a clinic, but why are you worried that we will be tainted by the world and be criticized? And above all.”

After speaking up to that point, Mujin paused for a moment and added a word with an expression that did not suit his age.

“We, Shaolin, are opening a clinic, so why do we need your permission?”

Mujin’s heavy voice, inappropriate for his age, weighed heavily on the entire area.

The reason why the members of the small and medium-sized factions, who were fighting against each other because they could not even conquer a single region, dared to spread themselves in front of the disciples of Shaolin, who were one of the old factions and were called Taishan Bukdu.

That was because they were confident that Shaolin’s disciples would never harm them, who were part of the ‘right sect’.

Even though the Shaolin was now showing signs of entering the secular world, they were thinking of such thoughts.

Because of the standard that Shaolin has maintained for the past hundreds of years, they all thought that Shaolin was safe, or rather, easy.

And at this moment.

As soon as Mujin’s words fell, that confidence began to crack.

At the words of Mujin, who was only a third-generation disciple, cold sweat began to run down their spines.

At that time, cheerful laughter erupted from somewhere.

“Hahahaha. you this guy “You sound very interesting.”

The owner of the voice was Hye-gwan, who was watching the whole situation while drinking on the roof of the pavilion.

Hye-gwan, who caught everyone’s attention with a somewhat crooked laugh, flew off the roof and landed on the floor.

His skill was so outstanding that even though he jumped off the roof, he couldn’t even hear his footsteps.

Hyegwan, who stood between the small and medium-sized faction and the Shaolin disciples like a ghost, looked at Kang Tae-gu, who was the representative of the small and medium-sized faction, and opened his mouth.

“As that child said, if we, Shaolin, block the path that we set out to save sentient beings, we will define it as an affair of Sima Ma.”

“Who are you to say such things!?”

“I am Hyegwan, a great Shaolin disciple.”

“!!!”

“Ha, never give up!”

“Pay back!”

When Hyegwan announced his name, astonishment erupted from the crowd.

In particular, the person who carelessly called the nickname ‘Chwibul’ had to endure the harsh gaze of those around him.

However, perhaps because he had already taken a step forward, or because he could not be proud of himself here, Kang Tae-gu shouted in a trembling voice.

“Ji, isn’t Shaolin trying to oppress us, who are of the same political faction, by force!?”

Hyegwan smiled at that question. It was a laugh that could be seen as a mockery.

“Hehehe. Could that possibly be the case? Hmm. What should I do with this? “Let’s beat them all to death here, since they are all calling themselves political factions.”

As Hyegwan spoke playfully, cold sweat once again rolled down the backs of the crowd that had gathered to protest against Shaolin.

Hyegwan was the most notorious monk among the Shaolin disciples. Madu and Safa’s evil deeds that died by his hands were at a level that could not be counted even if all hands and feet were added together.

Each and every one of those madhus and villains were people who surpassed the level of the lords here, so there was no one here who dared to endure Hyegwan.

And Hye-gwan, who had completely conquered Ki-seon, clapped with a wicked smile as if a good idea had occurred to her.

“ah. Then how about doing it this way? Since everyone has called themselves a political faction, please resolve it in a political faction-like manner. “With the rain.”

At those words, Kang Tae-gu shouted with an expression of resentment.

“Hye, Ambassador Hyegwan! “How is that different from oppression by force?”

“Hehehe. Don’t worry. “That guy is planning to appear in the dance.”

Hyegwan raised her hand and pointed at Mujin, as if it was completely natural.

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