A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 50



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Episode 050. That’s enough.

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Even though I stopped walking and continued to focus on my exercise routine, the wall showed no signs of collapsing.

It seemed as if a tall wall made of steel and ice stood in front of us.

My heart, which had been puffed out, shrank like a balloon as I kept bumping into it without any cracks or even scratches.

There is no particularly good way to climb up or break down the wall.

A feeling of emptiness consumed me.

[Tsk tsk.]

Cheonma clicked his tongue.

[Are you kidding me because I was blocked by a wall once?]

“No, Master. It’s not a wall, it’s a castle wall. How can we get over it?”

[So you thought martial arts were easy? Power that is easily gained is not worth it. You pathetic bastard.]

It wasn’t wrong, but it felt a bit unfair.

It seemed like it was because I had been running so well, as if I was gliding on the ice.

After thinking about it for a while, a question arose.

“Master. I have the tremendous talent of a master. Why do I have to run into this wall?”

Cheonma snorted.

[Talent and intelligence are two different things, you ignorant fool.]

“Five stars?”

[The five senses are the realm of enlightenment, not talent. This is not the realm of talent. You must realize it yourself.]

Enlightenment… … .

“How do you get that enlightenment?”

[There is no royal road to enlightenment. You just have to keep practicing without resting. If you do that, enlightenment will come to you one day like spring rain.]

“hmm.”

I came up with a trick.

“Can’t you just tell me, Master? Don’t you think you already know?”

Cheonma answered firmly.

[It is meaningless. If it can be conveyed through words, then it is not true enlightenment.]

“… … It’s difficult.”

[It’s all up to you. I can’t help you with this. I don’t really want to. You have to do it all by yourself, without any help from others.]

… … It was something that was once again obvious.

When was I ever someone who couldn’t live without the help of others?

I am a man who originally went about things alone.

[Don’t be impatient. Just as muscles become stronger as they are torn and rebuilt many times, it means that you are still far from reaching the realm of moonlight. You have to hit the wall countless times and be torn. Don’t joke around and keep working hard.]

“hmm.”

[The training of martial arts is originally a parallel training of the mind method. Don’t flap your wings like a fish out of land, but calmly gather your mind and practice steadily. Then, one day, as if by magic, the wall will crumble.]

“So, you’re saying that if you don’t give up and keep going, you can get over it?”

[okay.]

I smiled faintly.

“That’s fine.”

I am a man who never gives up.

I came this far with only my wicked spirit and venom.

My obsession with becoming stronger is unbeatable.

Because I didn’t give up even when I couldn’t see the road, let alone the wall.

Because he was like a wanderer, wandering through the wilderness with nothing, swinging his sword.

So, there is a road and a wall blocking it?

If that’s the case, just break it. It doesn’t matter how many years it takes.

Even if all you have in your hand is a crude hammer, you can just pound the wall with it until it falls apart.

Nothing is necessary. I just keep hitting the wall with both fists without stopping. I don’t care if blood flows or bones break.

Cheonma clicked his tongue.

[You ignorant bastard. But that doesn’t mean you should just hang on there and fight for your life.]

“Oh, it wasn’t? Then?”

[There is a saying that the more urgent it is, the more you should turn back. Don’t just hold on to that and groan in vain, but also practice other things while you’re at it. What have you achieved yet? You are lacking in many ways.]

“hmm.”

That was so true that I had nothing to say.

There was a lot to do.

I still need to practice lightness and steadily consume elixirs to build up my internal energy. I still can’t properly utilize acupuncture, and the same goes for ground methods and longevity methods. I also haven’t figured out how to summon the bloody world.

[There are cases where unexpectedly, you can find a way out by practicing something else, so approach it calmly and quietly.]

“Understood, Master.”

[That’s what training is. If you decide to wake up at dawn one day, you have to wake up at dawn and train your martial arts without any excuses. Without missing a single day. Do you understand what I mean?]

I nodded vigorously.

“Of course. I’m good at this kind of thing. I’m almost an expert.”

[… … Would you be foolish?]

What he meant was that it was similar to what I had been doing before I fell off the cliff.

It was like a daily routine for me.

It was like going back to the days when I would swing my sword around like crazy every single day without fail.

The only difference is that it’s not a joke now.

Back then, I couldn’t see the path and there was no one to guide me, but now I have both.

What a blessing this is.

“Honor and praise to the respected master!”

[Shut up.]

“… … .”

I opened my eyes after punching the wall blocking me in the imagination a few times.

“Phew… … .”

I took a deep breath and got up from my seat with a much lighter heart.

“It’s departure.”

Whoosh!

As if it had been waiting, Shushuruta landed next to me with a sound of wind.

I picked up the sack she had brought and handed it back to her, saying:

“Take care of it, we’re going to eat it for dinner later.”

“i get it.”

Shushuruta wrapped it well in cloth and put it in her bag.

Then he tilted his head, looked at my face, and said.

“I don’t know what it is, but is it resolved well?”

“Okay. Let’s go.”

“i get it.”

After saying that, I walked ahead.

As I was walking ahead, Shushuruta suddenly ran up behind me, jumped up, and landed on my shoulder.

“Ugh! Hey!”

“I have something to test. Give me a dagger.”

“… … .”

This guy. I had a reasonable suspicion that he was just lying because he wanted to ride a horse.

Shushuruta patted my head and urged me on.

“hurry.”

“… … I came here.”

But it is also true that there was nothing to find fault with, so I had no choice but to obediently hand over the dagger.

Because if I get caught, I’ll have to find out the secret behind the dagger.

“Huh.”

“… … .”

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The road gradually turned into an uphill slope.

At some point we were climbing a mountain.

At a glance, it seemed like the place I was at was at the foot of that large, tall mountain over there.

Rio… …Why are you hiking when you say you’re going to some village?

I asked, feeling a little suspicious.

“Is this the right way to go?”

Shushuruta, who still had no intention of getting off my shoulder, answered.

“That’s right. It’s proof that we’re almost there.”

“Huh? Why?”

“Because Rioregro is a village located on the side of a mountain.”

“Oh, really?”

This was news I was hearing for the first time.

A village on the side of a mountain. I thought it was located at the foot of the mountain at best.

I put my hand on my forehead and looked up to find the top of the mountain.

There were clouds hanging over the mountain.

It wasn’t usually a high mountain.

I asked, frowning slightly at the glaring sunlight.

“Is it a little high?”

“It’s a bit high up. After all, they live in hiding.”

It was said that he was the second disciple of Oposis and a descendant of Geonseo.

It seems that he ran away here to avoid those who asked about the whereabouts of the dagger.

It looks like they’re going to harass us too, so I feel a little uneasy… … .

It was inevitable.

They said there was no other clue than this.

I glanced up and checked on Shushuruta, who was diligently searching for another clue.

“Are there any results?”

She was sitting on a horse, looking around at the scenery, and then… … .

He was staring intently at the dagger that suddenly appeared in front of him in response to my question.

“No. Not yet.”

“… … .”

“Hmm. This isn’t it either.”

As I watched her busily fiddling with her dagger, my suspicions grew into certainty.

“Hey. You have nothing to do with a dagger right now.”

Shushuruta made a slightly surprised expression, then answered with a serious expression.

“How could that be? There is still much to experiment with.”

“What are you going to do now?”

“Uh… …look at it in the sunlight?”

“… … .”

“… … .”

I stopped walking.

“Come down.”

“Poetry, I don’t like it.”

“If you don’t come down.”

“What if you don’t come down?”

“Let me come down.”

I raised my internal energy.

Wheeeeew-

The cries of the dead were heard in my ears.

“Huh.”

Shushuruta sensed the crisis and grabbed my head with both hands, but it was already too late.

That’s why you should have come down obediently when I told you to.

The wind swept over my whole body.

Tadah!

I ran a few quick steps, then threw my head back with all my might, then threw it forward and stopped.

“Eww!”

Shushuruta flew away like a shot put.

I made a shadow on my forehead with my hand and watched a flying squirrel fly by in the sunlight.

A whistle came out on its own.

“Nice shot.”

After a while, Shushuruta, who had kicked off one tree after another and landed on the ground, grumbled and approached me.

“What if I suddenly throw it away?”

“I clearly warned you.”

“Tch.”

I caught the dagger that Shushuruta threw while grumbling and put it in my bosom.

Shushuruta took a map out of his bosom, spread it out in front of him, and walked ahead along the rugged mountain path.

I walked along the steep mountain path following Shushuruta and reviewed the acupuncture points I had learned from Cheonma.

My acupuncture studies were not smooth.

In order to learn acupuncture, you must first memorize the acupuncture points, but no matter how much I memorized them, they didn’t stick in my head.

It’s because there are too many terms and it’s difficult.

Moreover, since this was not conveyed through writing or pictures, but was only explained verbally by Cheonma, that also contributed to the difficulty.

Because words tend to disappear once heard, writing them down was essential.

So I had no choice but to borrow some paper and a pen from Shushuruta.

I expected him to give me ink and a quill, but he suddenly handed me a fountain pen, saying that was all he had, so I was a little surprised.

Because fountain pens are considered magic tools, they are quite expensive.

I took the fountain pen and paper that Shushuruta had given me and studied the acupuncture points by writing them down on paper every time I took a break.

… … I never thought I would study this hard. I’ll live long enough to see this.

So now I had a graphic and written document of the locations of the blood vessels throughout my body and their effects.

Every time I looked at it, I felt proud. Was I really this good at organizing things?

I didn’t walk while looking at that summary.

This is because I tried to follow Shushuruta’s example of walking while looking at the map, and while glancing at the paper, I fell down several times while walking.

But since walking while thinking of something else is not a problem, I was walking while keeping that picture in my head.

Pointing is basically gathering internal energy at the fingertips and then poking the corresponding acupoint.

The effect is different for each blood type.

There are three main types of blood vessels: the numbness point, the sleep point, the dull point, and the dizziness point.

If you touch Ma-hyeol, your body will become paralyzed, if you touch Su-hyeol, you will fall asleep, if you touch Ah-hyeol, you will not be able to speak, and if you touch Hun-hyeol, you will faint.

The number of acupuncture points corresponding to each of them was incredibly numerous, and the location and name of the acupuncture points corresponding to each had to be linked and remembered, making it incredibly complicated and therefore incredibly difficult.

Besides, being able to use it in real life was another story.

Because I had to get used to the actual acupuncture.

It would be nice if I could actually practice by poking it… … .

‘Is there any good teaching material anywhere?’

The moment I took a step forward with a sigh, I saw the back of Shushuruta, who was walking diligently while looking at the map in front of me.

A lightning-like realization flashed through my mind.

‘Wait. Why didn’t I think of that?’

There was a teaching material right in front of me that was good for poking around.

A smile appeared on my lips.

“I found it, my textbook.”