Episode 527The divine eye of a hundred soldiers (2)
Flash!
Makwonâs eyes opened.
âAre you awake?â
The first thing that greeted him was the loss rate. This was because he was playing a similar role as a guard next to him.
âWhere?â
It was not the deserted forest it used to be. It was the same forest, but the air had a unique smell as if it were burning and there was no life.
There was also an old-fashioned building in the distance. Although this building was not very tall, the surroundings were very quiet and the scenery was nice.
âYou have completely lost your mind. âI tried to wake him up, but Jinki kept moving, so I had to leave him lying down.â
ââ¦I guess so.â
Makwon was not surprised.
The poison that had settled in the body had not yet disappeared. I kept concentrating and concentrating to get rid of that poison, but I seemed to have lost my mind before I knew it.
In the meantime, Cheonmu Shin Weapon was moving alone and controlling the miasma like a divine skill of Heaven.
It was a fortunate thing.
âI thought about taking him inside, but it seemed like he was having a miasma attack every now and then. âBecause the identity of the person is unknown, we created a separate outdoor space.â
âIt was a wise decision.â
âIt was Danjuâs decision, not mine. âNo matter what happened, I came to my senses, so itâs okay.â
Paeyulâs tone was somewhat harsh.
But Makwon knew. The loss rate is not a bad person.
It was not because he was a warrior of Jeomchang. Paeyul was a person whose interpersonal relationships were not very smooth. I could understand that with just a few words.
However, it has its own principles and beliefs. Makwon was so sure.
âAnyway⦠what about that young man?â
âYou mean Yeonhojeong?â
âexactly. Yeonhojeong.â
The best review index in the world.
Makwon muttered the title in his mind. I had no idea that he would receive help from Hu Ji-soo, but Yeon Ho-jeong was a true powerhouse who did not deserve the word Hu-ji Ji-soo.
Paeyul pointed with his chin in the direction of the forest entrance.
âIt will come soon. âI said I would take care of some work and come back.â
âGet things done?â
âWhen you come, listen to him. âAnyway, shouldnât you eat something?â
Makwon nodded.
âPlease.â
Paeyul chuckled and stood up.
âItâs good to be honest. âPlease wait a moment.â
After a while, Paeyul approached carrying a large bundle and a canteen.
I didnât come alone. Next to him was Hwang Seok-tae, holding a red long spear. The armor was on, but the helmet was off.
Makwon took control.
âIâm late to say hello. I owe you my life. âItâs a debt thatâs hard to repay just by saying thank you.â
Hwang Seok-tae was uncharacteristically embarrassed.
âI came here after receiving orders from superiors. Salute not to me, but to my lord. Andâ¦.â
The Cheolgidan took him and ran away, but the people who stepped in and helped at the critical moment were Yeon Ho-jeong and Pae-yul.
Hwang Seok-tae could not finish his sentence and closed his mouth. Makwonâs condition was not good to talk about various things, and the situation took a long time.
âI will take you to a comfortable place. âFirst, satisfy your hunger and then go inside.â
Makwon shook his head.
âI think there are people in the building, but I canât. This poison is so deadly that not even I can do anything about it. âIf it leaks, it could cause unexpected damage.â
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âThe hard ground is better than a soft bed. Iâve lived like that almost my whole life. âYou donât have to worry about me.â
If you say it this way, it was clear that it was okay, at least for now.
Paeyul said as he unpacked his bundle.
âGo to sleep now. âThis is an abbreviated form that is quickly absorbed.â
âThank you.â
Makwon sat down and ate his food as if he was hiding his eyes. I didnât care whether people were watching or not. That must have been how hungry he was.
After some discussion, Makwon ate all the food.
Paeyul whistled softly.
âYou also have a good appetite.â
I brought several types of food just in case. It was enough food for three or four men.
I ate it all in one sitting. Coriander definitely has a different stomach.
âI was very hungry. âItâs embarrassing.â
âI see youâre eating well, so Iâm sure youâll get better soon. âThank goodness.â
Hwang Seok-tae gave Paeyul a subtle glance. Still, I thought that he was being too rude, even though he was a member of the Three Armies and the strongest man in the martial arts world.
In that regard, Paeyul, who was strangely insensitive, did not recognize the meaning of Hwang Seok-taeâs glance. Even if I knew, I would have ignored it.
âIâll take this, so rest.â
Hwang Seok-tae said as Paeyul took the empty bowl.
âHe is a very eccentric person. If you are offended, I apologize.â
It was a rare sight for Hwang Seok-tae. It was very rare for someone to humble themselves like this.
Makwon burst out laughing.
âWhy should I be offended? âIâm worried that it might actually become a burden.â
âAs I said, we have been given a mission. Moreover, it is the job of escorting a member of the three armies. âItâs an honor.â
If you were to ask a spear user who he would most like to meet among the powerful men of Seongcheon, it would definitely be the Spear King, So Hyeon-rip.
However, Baek Byeong-shingun Makwon was also a master that I wanted to meet just as much. He was also the king of military technology, handling all kinds of weapons, and the person who mainly used club and spear skills was Makwon.
There was no other reason why Hwang Seok-tae appeared in such a low manner. Although he was a respectable person just for his military power and reputation, especially as a warrior who learned spearmanship, Makwon was also a utopia.
âThere is no need to praise me too much. âAnyway, Iâd like to hear whatâs going on.â
At that time, a sonorous voice was heard from the entrance of the forest.
âI think thatâs what we need to hear from the Daehyup first.â
Makwon was not surprised. Unlike Hwang Seok-tae.
âAre you here?â
Yeon Ho-jeong took control.
âGreetings again. âThis is Yeon Ho-jeong, the eldest son of the Gangdong Byeoksan Yeonga, the leader of the Murim Leagueâs military and a specially appointed deputy of the Mukryongbu.â
An awkward look appeared on Makwonâs face.
If we had to divide it into political and non-political factions, Makwon was clearly a person who belonged to the political faction. Although he never founded a separate sect, his actions themselves were far from those of an apostle.
In fact, he also tended to look down on the Heukdo faction to some extent. This is because the group of black people he saw were all evil people who bullied the weak.
However, Makwon did not express such a thing. Whatever the reason, these were the people who saved his life. In addition, the worldâs greatest late index held positions in both the Murim Alliance and the Mukryongbu.
There is something.
Makwon realized that the time had come for a deep conversation.
âItâs sudden, but the sooner the better. âLetâs talk.â
* * *
That night.
âWhoa.â
Paeyul, sweating coolly, took a breath.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was standing to the side and watching Paeyulâs training, smiled bitterly.
âAre you okay?â
âok?â
âAre you feeling okay? âIsnât there internal and external trauma and the internal strength is unstable?â
Even though we defeated him with flying colors, this fight was by no means easy.
The skills of the assassins could be said to be top-notch, and the anti-personnel fighting methods of the government officials, who had trained in the martial arts of the Shinhwa religion, were sticky and thorough. It was not the familiar martial arts fight.
Moreover, there were so many of them. Even though he was overshadowed by Yeon Ho-jeong, Pae-yulâs ability to survive with only this much damage was also worthy of praise.
Paeyul said, swinging his short spear like chopsticks.
âI trained thinking it was just another fight. Fighting in martial arts is always a fight with losses. âItâs rare to go into battle in perfect physical condition.â
âThat is correct.â
âI learned something during this fight.â
Paeyul looked up at the sky.
The moonlight came.
âI have done enough. Guan Yigong has become complete in itself. In other words, it is the completion of the original. Now, it seems like the only thing left is for its characteristics to change depending on the person who trains it.â
âIs that so?â
âWhat do you think?â
Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.
âIâm not a monster enough to realize the true meaning of martial arts just by looking at herbivorous training.â
âYou sound funny.â
âHowever, it is clear that Gwanilgong is a martial art that will leave a lasting mark in the history of Jeomchang. âI can assure you of that.â
âIs that so?â
âFurthermore, I also know that the martial arts that my senior created did not completely integrate into my seniorâs body. As my senior said, it is important to cultivate seniorsâ unique skills.â
Paeyul nodded.
Yeon Ho-jeong stroked his chin.
âAndâ¦â
âHmm?â
âGwanilgong itself is close to perfect right now⦠but I think there is still room for improvement.â
Paeyulâs eyes lit up.
âDid you find a gap?â
âRather than a gap, itâs about finding a way to move forward. âAny martial art in the world can be close to perfection, but nothing is truly perfect.â
The closest martial arts skill to perfection is the Four Gods.
Not only was the Sashingong itself an unexalted divine skill, but the Sashingong was a martial art that thoroughly divided all characteristics, including attack, defense, evasion, and counterattack.
By dividing it into categories and taking advantage of its characteristics, extreme perfection was achieved in one field. And the process of reuniting the four highly complete fields into one was smoothly blended.
It is a repetition of division and unity. After going through this process for a long time, Sasinmu was transformed into a completely flawless Shingongjeolhak with no room for even a needle to enter.
On the other hand, Guan Yigong was an excellent scholar, but considering his history, he was at a baby level.
A young martial artist with a short history. Although it had its own merits, its perfection was bound to be lower than that of Shin-Gongjeolhak, which had made use of its strengths and eliminated its weaknesses over a long period of time.
Paeyul nodded.
âYes, you are right. Maybe I was caught up in the obsession with perfecting Guan Yi Gong and was unable to satisfy my own desire for martial arts. That may be why Guan Yigong gave up without thinking about how to proceed further.â
âYou donât need to say that. Itâs not because Iâm a senior, but itâs difficult for anyone in the world to create a martial art like this.â
Itâs not just difficult, itâs close to impossible.
Among the many martial artists, there are less than a handful of masters who create martial arts that will go down in history in one generation.
Paeyul was a person who accomplished such difficult and great work.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was quietly watching the defeat rate, smiled and took off his long gun.
âItâs too bad a night to sleep like this because the moonlight is shining. Should we try to fix Guan Il-gong like this?â
It was either a non-eavesdropping or a complaint. Paeyul grumbled.
âIt does not tell you the rules and the law.â
âI didnât even want it. âI just want to study together.â
âgood.â
âNow then, letâs seeâ¦â Yeon Ho
-jeong, who had unpacked the black and white twin dragons and the gyoryongsae, raised his long spear.
âFirst of all, open the window⦠um.â
Yeon Ho-jeong turned his head to the right.
Paeyul whetted his appetite.
âA customer came just when I was about to do something.â
âYou are a distinguished guest. âDonât say that.â
âThatâs just what they say.â
After a while, Makwon appeared.
âDid I interrupt you?â
Paeyul licked his lips and shook his head.
âno.â
Yeon Ho-jeong answered as if he had been waiting.
âYou interrupted me.â
ââ¦.â
The atmosphere became cold for a moment.
Makwon scratched his head as if embarrassed.
âIâm sorry. I didnât mean to disturb you. Thenâ¦â
âSince we have already interfered, Daehyup can also join in on this side.â
âEh?â
Yeon Ho-jeong grinned as he looked at the loss rate.
âThe idea is to help as much as you are hindered.â
I had no choice but to admit the defeat rate.
âThat guy is the kind of guy who would sell water from the Yangtze River with his tongue.â
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