Episode 208 A special move made while standing guard.
When it got dark, I volunteered to join the guard. This is because everyone except me has been on guard due to the fortune-telling.
The wicked have protected me, so now it is my turn to protect the wicked at night.
When standing guard, it is correct to set a patrol route and move around the area. But now, there was no need to patrol because the Cheonri Gaekjan was lying in a quiet place like a desert.
In the first place, we are not the type to easily retreat, so we chose to isolate ourselves.
As soon as the wicked entered the guesthouse, I soared to the roof of the Cheonri Guesthouse and sat cross-legged.
I thought as I looked at the darkening sky.
May it be a quiet night, a holy night, with no assassins coming out.
Inside the guest room, everyone except me was sleeping or resting, and I was alone, humming a song like an old child with the moon as my friend.
There aren’t many songs I can sing.
This is because there are many times when I cannot memorize the lyrics, and even if I listen to many songs, the songs I like are limited.
Maybe that’s why I always tended to repeat my favorite songs. Among them were poems without rhythm, and today I was particularly reminded of Cao Cao’s “Gwanchanghae (觀滄海).”
After Cao Cao defeated the Five Hwans of the North who opposed him, he wrote Guanchanghae, a poem he recited while climbing Mt. Galseok Mountain and looking out at the wide sea.
I sat on the roof of the guesthouse and looked at the black darkness surrounding me like a churning sea.
Gwanchanhae has this part.
I climbed Mt. Galseok Mountain in the east and looked out at the wide sea.
It seems like the sun and moon are rising from the center of the sea.
Brilliant stars and galaxies also emerge from the sea and spread into the sky.
Of course, I don’t know if this is an accurate interpretation.
Because I can’t ask Jojo. Anyway, it was my mind to interpret the text, so I thought about it in my own way.
To look at the darkness swaying on the roof of the guest house like that.
I felt like I could understand to some extent why Cao Cao killed people like that. He wasn’t excusing Jojo or my actions, but that’s just how I understood it.
Because neither of us are good people anyway.
It is said that Jojo suffered from headaches, but considering he is a strong man, one imagines that it may have been due to a poison spell.
In any case, in Gwanchanghae, the sun, moon, jihaeng (日月之行) and the brilliance of the moon (星漢燦爛) are all believed to originate from the sea.
If I substitute it my way.
It is as if all the energies of the sun and moon come from the ocean called Danjeon.
Originally, days and months appear in a natural way, like a peaceful work shift, but if they are pulled up and collided at the same time, a natural disaster occurs, like the sea water turning over all at once.
This is the trick of Sun and Moon Gwangcheon.
Therefore, I couldn’t help but worry about Seonghanchanran. This is also something that begins in the sea, and I also have a rocking danjeon.
Because it was night… … .
I lay down on the roof and looked at the stars in the night sky to my heart’s content. A star exists alone, and a galaxy refers to a group of stars. Brilliant means dazzlingly beautiful.
That is the scene of the night sky I am looking at right now.
Although Cao Cao did not write poetry to encourage later generations to gain enlightenment about martial arts, I was concerned about martial arts in Cao Cao’s poems as well.
When you look at the dazzlingly beautiful night sky and close your eyes, a vast black ocean unfolds.
When I opened my eyes again, I felt dizzy as the stars shining in the sky seemed to be pouring down on me.
I narrowed down the method of martial arts, which stems from the splendor of stars and galaxies, to ending only certain people without killing many.
If Ilwolgwangcheon is a season that upsets the sea water and wipes out many people, I wanted to use Seonghanchanran as a martial art that is just like a brilliant ray of light.
The point is this:
A martial arts attack that is so dazzlingly beautiful that it is difficult to block.
Suddenly, I thought of the Lord’s six battle swords.
The reason the Lord’s swordsmanship is truly amazing is that it looks ordinary on the outside. With a strike that seemed extremely ordinary, the wooden sword wielded by the Sword Demon was instantly broken.
I couldn’t think of a trick that seemed so ordinary. This is because it is a swordsmanship that embodies Lim So-baek’s life.
I thought the opposite.
Let’s hide the murderous intent amidst the splendor.
* * *
Self-defense is a martial arts skill that you must be wary of.
This is because my level is not yet appropriate to unfold this. This is because this is a martial arts technique in which my Danjeon fluctuates like the sea water turns over.
So I instinctively only wrote in angry situations that made my stomach turn. Therefore, Jashingong comes to the conclusion that the more heat I receive, the stronger my power becomes.
What kind of martial artist would become stronger the angrier he gets, but in reality, I am like that.
Perhaps Jahashingong’s other inner words are Anger Godgong.
When even ordinary people become angry, it leaves an aftereffect on their bodies and minds.
Of course, I refrained from using Jashingong by shaking the Danjeon because it would leave an aftereffect on my body and mind.
Therefore, I repeatedly made the blade of the wooden sword shine red and then shine white on the roof of the Cheonri Gaekjan, and made this the Sun and Moon Shin Gong (日月神功), a lower level martial art of Jashin Gong.
The trick is simple.
It is to quickly and freely switch between extreme yang and extreme yin.
The trick is simple, but there are probably only a few people in the world who can use it like me. This is because there are few people who possess both the extreme yang and the extreme yin inner energy, which are meaningful in the first place.
I’m looking at the night sky.
I calmly organized and established my martial arts skills.
At the top is Jahashingong, and below that is Sunwolshingong. The seasons derived from the two martial arts are Ilwolgwangcheon, Ilwolgwangmak (日月光幕), and Jahageomgang.
And a new Seonghanchanran was added.
After making this decision, I jumped out of the guesthouse and practiced the Seonghanchanran by performing a light attack while holding my sword.
Starting out in any field is sloppy at first.
You have to trim and cut out the shabby stuff to get a statue. I swung my sword at night to polish the poor statue of Seonghanchanran.
Thinking that the dark surroundings of the guesthouse were the night sky, I imitated a shooting star falling from the sky while holding my sword. Since I had to be as fast as a beam of light to imitate a shooting star, I kept increasing my light attack speed.
Suddenly, as I quickly opened a light attack while holding the sword, I remembered the assassin’s sword and movement that the Lord of the Blood Night Palace had advised me.
I made that mine too.
As the statue was taking shape… … .
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I wandered around the black space with the Wolyeong martial arts sword wrapped around my blade. The sight of white flowers floating in a pitch black place was not much different from a cluster of stars in the night sky.
After pouring out meaningless stars all night, at some point I decided on an imaginary goal and then added extreme energy to the ice ball I had already injected and focused on one point at the tip of the blade.
Ice balls spread out in all directions from the entire blade.
The sword energy of the flame world, shining red, extended from the tip of the sword.
The dark night space was embroidered with white flowers and red straight lines. This was a drawing drawn with a sword on black drawing paper.
“… … !”
I tried to imitate something clumsily, but this was so advanced martial arts that I couldn’t easily make it my own.
In any case, the festival temporarily named Seonghanchanran was created in the form of a statue. It was impossible to complete the season as soon as I started training, so I put away my sword and headed to Cheonri Gaekjan, which was lit in the dark.
In the meantime, when I added the killing heart and analyzed it… … .
This meaning was added to the season called Seonghanchanran.
A single sword thrust that blocks the enemy’s vision with an ice ball and melts the opponent at the same time.
It was quite a deadly sword.
Since Seonghanchanran is strangely difficult to pronounce and has an ambiguous meaning, I gave this season an easy and simple name.
This is a meteor sword.
A man who performs a special move while standing guard.
Confirming that it is me.
After making a dance, I felt dizzy for a moment, so I headed to the roof of the guesthouse.
Oh, is this why cats sometimes climb on the roof?
I felt like I shouldn’t understand the cat’s feelings, so I slapped it on the cheek.
‘Let’s do it in moderation.’
* * *
As I was checking the sun rising from the roof, Sambok, who had woken up early, came out in front of the guesthouse and started sweeping the broom.
As Sambok started sweeping the broom, Chilgyeom came out from the enemy camp on the left and began sweeping the area around the barracks.
For a moment, Chil-gyeom and Sam-bok, who were holding brooms, glared at each other.
Sambok said to Chilgyeom.
“What you looking at? “Close your eyes.”
Chil-gyeom snorted and continued brushing. I spoke to Sambok on the roof.
“Sambok.”
“Oh my, it’s a surprise!”
Sambok found me and said with a surprised expression.
“What are you doing on the roof?”
“I watched the world. The moon set and the sun rose. The stars have disappeared. “I don’t know where it went.”
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Sambok said while sweeping the broom again.
“Go in and sleep.”
“Sambok, it seems like Jeomsoi is your calling.”
“It’s not like that.”
“Ignoring Jeomsoi?”
“If you are a man, like Moonju, shouldn’t you start out as a Jeomsoi, run a guesthouse, earn money while running a guesthouse, work as a local merchant, raise a merchant, marry a pretty woman, and dream big?”
“You have a plan. “You’re ambitious.”
“Do you have a plan, Lord Moon?”
“Yes.”
“What is it?”
“My plan is to let people like you live according to their plans.”
“It’s incredible.”
Sambok lowered the broom, looked up at me, and took a swing.
“I respect you. Lord Moon.”
“Why do I want to slap people who flatter me like this?”
“I’m not flattering you. The flattery is probably just from the guys with the scythe in the barracks over there. “Look at that, a broom-wielding bastard.”
I told Chil-gyeom.
“Chilgyeom, good morning.”
Chil-gyeom answered.
“Yes, Lord Moon.”
I spoke to Chil-gyeom without any expectations.
“Shall we eat breakfast together?”
Chil-gyeom answered.
“it’s okay.”
“Ignoring favor?”
“sorry.”
* * *
I deliberately told Sambok to prepare breakfast like dinner. Then, we spread a lot of food on the outside of the guesthouse, spread the food we bought yesterday on the table, and grilled meat in a bezoar-style brazier.
Sometimes, when I looked into the barracks, I saw Chil-gyeom sitting at the table with Munbangsau on it, chewing beef jerky and looking in our direction.
I grabbed the oily stew with chopsticks and waved it at Chil-gyeom.
“Chilgyeom… … .”
“Yes, Lord Moon.”
“I just called you once.”
I put the stew in my mouth while looking at Chil-gyeom. I heard a sound and quickly turned my head to see a large piece of meat on fire. It looked like a whole pork leg being grilled.
“Hey, that’s right.”
Sambok waved his hind leg, which had been roasting over the fire, towards Chilgyeom. Since we are men who practice martial arts, we ate breakfast very combatively. According to the Sword Demon, there was a high probability that the enemies would arrive within ten days, so various demons would come to the guest house within the next day or so.
I ate too much food thinking about various things.
The villains, who must have slept well because of me, and the three princes, who were recovering from their injuries with a fortune-telling breakfast, were eating very well.
I don’t have anything in particular to wish for.
I shared a meal with these guys.
He was eating so well that I thought he must have cooked porridge every time at Geommado’s residence. It’s an unfounded prediction on my part, but if a person eats only porridge, there is a high chance of him/her becoming depressed.
If a person drinks more than he eats, there is a high possibility that he will go astray.
If you eat alone for ten years, there is a high possibility that you will become as frustrated as a demon.
In that sense, we all ate together and looked at Chil-gyeom from time to time. After eating in silence for a while, Geomma must have been bored as he kept his eyes on Chil-gyeom while holding on to the thick piece of meat with his chopsticks.
“… … .”
Geomma said to Chil-gyeom while shaking the meat.
“Come and eat with me.”
Chil-gyeom answered while glaring at the Sword Demon.
“It’s okay.”
I stared at the piece of flesh attached to the Sword Demon’s chopsticks, then held out the chopsticks and snatched them as if to launch a surprise attack. Then, the Geomma turned his wrist as if he were performing a golden sword technique, lightly dodged my chopsticks, and stuffed meat into his mouth.
The Sword Demon looked at me and said.
“No problem.”
I happened to look at the slut with a cynicism in my face, but as soon as this bastard made eye contact with me, he suddenly started laughing like a crazy person. While we were eating, we looked pitifully at the little girl laughing alone.
Sword Demon said.
“Let’s eat.”
“yes.”
The devil suddenly stopped laughing and went back to eating quietly. When I think about it, it seems like the color demon was laughing because of the sword demon.
Considering the relationship between teacher and student, I just let it go quietly. This is because I did not want to see someone getting beaten up at a peaceful dinner table.
I am so deep inside.
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