Chronicles of the Demon Faction - Chapter 882



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Side story 232. The Magical Scripture and the Magical Realm (7)

That evening.

After reading and organizing all the scriptures that Hwangmudam had written down, Lee Cheon-sang was able to gain confidence in his thoughts.

‘As expected, the scriptures of the Magyeonggak are of great help in increasing the achievements of magic.’

No, it wasn’t that much of a help.

The scriptures of the Heavenly Demon Sect were themselves a treasure trove of enlightenment. If those who learn orthodox magic only discuss the principles of ignorance and do not read the scriptures, it would be as difficult as becoming the strongest martial artist with one arm.

Only by studying and learning the scriptures of the Parthians as scriptures and the martial arts as martial arts can one truly see the end of the magic arts.

‘But there’s too much content. I need time to organize it separately.’

It is a place worth coming back to and looking around when I have time. If I apply the knowledge I have gained this time to my magic and still have trouble, I will come back once more, no, ten or twenty more times, to read the scriptures.

Lee Cheon-sang, who was about to leave the Magyeonggak, suddenly realized that his surroundings had become dark.

When I looked towards the entrance, I saw someone other than Hwang Mu-dam sitting next to me, nodding off.

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes deepened.

“Listen here.”

“Ouch! Oh, that’s a surprise.”

The man said, rubbing his neck.

“Are you going out now?”

“Isn’t it time for the librarian Hwang Mu-dam to come?”

“Oh, are you talking about Hwangmudam?”

The man grumbled.

“That guy bought it and put it away.”

Only seven o’clock had passed, and in the meantime he had resigned from his post as librarian.

I don’t know if it was because of what I said or something else, but if it was because of my advice, I have to say that the momentum alone is amazing.

‘We will meet someday.’

I owe that boy a great favor. If I ever meet him again, I will be sure to express my gratitude.

Lee Cheon-sang, who came out of the Magyeonggak like that, entered the Jamiru residence.

‘Where did you go?’

Seopil was busy trying to get information, but Yoo Sangcheon was not there either, so he seemed to be training in his own way.

Lee Cheon-sang sat down cross-legged and organized the knowledge he had gained from Magyeonggak.

There was no need to write it down. I remember it all, and each scripture can have a different interpretation.

If you write it down for no reason, your vision may become closed. This was not for gaining knowledge, but for gaining enlightenment.

After a while.

‘also.’

After applying the eighteen interpretations of the scriptures to all the magic he knew, Lee Cheon-sang came to a conclusion.

‘Jinmagong is the center.’

The more I think about the interpretation of the scriptures, the more I devour the magic arts.

Yi Cheon-sang felt how great Jinma-gong was.

It’s not that producing high-level magic or having a spell that generates powerful powers is more amazing.

What makes the Jinma Gong truly great is its contagiousness that completely, safely, and shockingly dyes other divine arts into magic, and its versatility that allows it to perform even the most difficult, nameless, and external martial arts. With just 360 knots.

In other words, everything is perfect. There are people who shake their heads, saying that the output of the magic is disappointing, but if your own enlightenment is outstanding, you don’t have to worry about the output of the magic itself.

And one more thing.

‘Evolution is possible.’

This part was something I realized while looking at the interpretation of the scriptures.

‘Jinmagong’s own evolution is possible. It’s different from contagion. It can develop on its own without necessarily having to be added to another martial art.’

It is amazing that martial arts can develop on their own. If the master can evolve the magic itself without changing the form, then what else could it be but the ultimate martial arts?

‘This is exactly what’s great about it. The Jinmagong that continues to delve into the depths and perfection of the Cheonmasingyo is beyond words. Its perfection goes without saying, and it provides beginners with a path that’s suitable for them, and experts with a path that’s suitable for them.’

Although he was greatly surprised, Lee Cheon-sang did not pass over a single part that could have been a mistake.

Interpreting and viewing Jinmagong as great in this way was also just one’s own enlightenment.

Even if they possess the same talent, they can take Jinma Gong lightly. If the enlightenment is different, the perspective and interpretation are also different, so it was natural.

But aside from that, it was clear that Jinmagong had a higher level of perfection than any other magic and possessed powerful contagious abilities. That alone was enough to warrant the praise of greatness.

‘As written in the section on real history in the scriptures, the first Heavenly Demon taught the disciples with the True Demon technique and later established it as a basic technique.’

You can’t know if it’s actually history unless you cross-check it.

But if that’s true, it means that Jinmagong existed as the basic foundation of the new religion for nearly a thousand years.

The basic magic of the 360-character Gujeol has survived for a thousand years without any changes? It is hard to believe. Martial arts change and develop even in a mere ten years.

That is, the Jinmagong was perfect from the moment it was first created.

‘If it’s true, then the Heavenly Demon also knows the greatness of Jinmagong. But why didn’t he make such a great martial art a secret technique instead of a basic one?’

The question arose and the answer came at the same time.

‘There is no martial art as good as the Magical Circle and the True Demonic Art for beginners. However, it is difficult to know the greatness of the True Demonic Art unless you properly study it. Rather, if it is lost after being held up as a secret, it will be difficult to restore. On the other hand, if it is widely spread as a basic art, it will not be difficult to restore it even if the new religion collapses.’

It was a clever choice.

Lee Cheon-sang recalled the contents of the scriptures.

– The essence of the devil is desire, and desire resides in a high-dimensional realm that puts good and evil below. Desire is the root, and the root is the beginning of everything. At the same time, the devil is an expansion. No one who has touched the devil even once can escape desire, so this is what makes humans human and is the path to destruction itself. The devil is the same as a human who goes beyond the realm of God.

‘You said that it was a letter written by the first heavenly horse.’

If this passage is the passage where the invitation realizes the greatness of Jinmagong, then we can also understand why he designated Jinmagong as the basic gong.

The intention is to make the followers human through studying the essence of the devil. Furthermore, since the True Demonic Power is more stable than any other demonic power in the world, even if it is contained in a small vessel, it will not become a madman by being consumed by excessive desires.

It was the same with the Demon King. The Demon King, who was less flexible than the True Demon King but had strengths in the output area, also stimulated the human’s mid-war with stable magic, drawing out moderate desires and helping to change them into enterprising tendencies.

In the eyes of the Heavenly Demon, the True Demonic Cultivation is the most excellent method for creating a demon, and a demon is someone who has reached the realm of destruction with a human body.

In other words, the path to the Heavenly Demon is open to all who learn the True Demon Art.

‘Cheonma.’

True magic.

It is a very plain name, meaning the study of the true devil. However, all the meanings of the True Demon are contained in that simple meaning.

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes sparkled.

Hwaaaaak!

It felt like a cold wind was blowing into my head. It was like it was cooling down the hot heat in an instant, and it was like it was instantly awakening a part that had been dull and hard.

It was another realization. In the vast desert, on the seemingly endless path of transcendence, Lee Cheon-sang realized that he had already taken several hundred steps forward.

There was still a long way to go, but I had already traveled a path that would have taken me no time to complete without the scriptures.

Phusssss.

The fine turbid air that had remained in various parts of Lee Cheon-sang’s body was released from the body.

With one realization, my fingertips and every hair on my head were filled with the energy of the true spirit, and then returned to my dantian. In that brief moment, even the accumulated turbid energy was burned away, so I didn’t feel the fatigue from staying up for two nights, and instead, my head felt clearer.

Wooooow!!

Jinmagi let out a soft cry.

The shadow of the True Demon Energy was cast over every dantian, upper, middle, and lower. Every single unit of flesh that made up his body seemed to be filled with demon energy.

A fulfillment I have never felt before.

At this moment, Lee Cheon-sang realized that he had embarked on a journey towards true transcendence.

The body that had been empty to fill was filled with flexible and calm magic. There was no explosive power felt, but a calm confidence that no one could defeat surged.

Swish.

Lee Cheon-sang, who got up from his seat, looked down at his two fists.

It was a completely different feeling from when I raised the magic energy of Geumgang Yachamagong, Hyeolhwamagong, and Pocheon Geummagong.

It was quiet and still. I wondered if it was possible to use martial arts with such power with this kind of magic.

But Lee Cheon-sang could see that this soft, unpredictable, free power could become strong enough to break through even the steel gates at will.

‘It’s finally up.’

Lee Cheon-sang looked out the window.

It didn’t seem like much time had passed, but it was already dawn again.

‘This is the minimum required to survive a fight with those in power.’

It seemed like it would be okay to move a bit more aggressively if necessary.

After looking out the window for a long time, Lee Cheon-sang suddenly felt a familiar feeling.

‘Seo-pil.’

The detection range has increased since when Baek So-dam’s presence was felt.

It felt as if my body itself had been transformed into magic. It was a perfect union of martial arts and the body.

Swish.

As I leapt up onto the windowsill, I found myself in the center of the backyard.

After a while.

“My lord, are you there?”

“Come in.”

The door opened and Seo-pil came in.

He looked quite rough, as if he had been moving around frantically. His eyes were slightly bloodshot, as if he had used up a lot of mental energy.

“I meet you, my lord.”

“Welcome.”

“It seems you have achieved great things at Magyeonggak. Congratulations.”

Seopil could see through Lee Cheon-sang’s changes at a glance.

The change was not as big as I thought. Since Jinmagi itself had such a free spirit, it was not easy to read the level even for masters of a similar level.

But the change itself was clear, and Seopil was convinced that his lord had attained enlightenment.

Lee Cheon-sang shook his head.

“I think General Seo had a harder time than me.”

“I was just following orders.”

“So, what’s the result?”

Seo-pil’s face, which had raised its head, was strangely stiff.

I could tell from that expression alone that Seo-pil had succeeded, but the content was not simple.

“Your guess was correct. Lord Baek Won-ju had a conflict with General Heo Seong-gwan, and as a result, he transferred all the work within the Hwanheewon to So Won-ju.”

“Did you find out by mobilizing your connections in the military department?”

“Yes.”

“If that happens, the military commander will also know about it.”

“At this point, I wouldn’t think of temporarily handing over the job to my successor. Heo Seong-gwan is a capable man. He must have realized that Baek Won-ju would make a big move.”

“What pretext did the general use to pressure Baek Won-ju?”

“That was as expected. He ordered Baek Won-ju to bring me in exchange for guaranteeing his lord’s safety.”

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes deepened.

“also.”

Baek So-dam said, “Do you trust Seo-pil?”

Lee Cheon-sang answered. He believed in Seo-pil’s ability. He believed in his sincerity.

After hearing those words, Baek So-dam clearly gave up on the idea of ​​arresting Seo-pil.

“What’s the situation at Hwanheewon?”

“It’s quiet.”

“It’s dangerous.”

“Yes. It’s dangerous because it’s so quiet.”

Lee Cheon-sang took a deep breath.

“Seo Gun-gi.”

“Please speak, my lord.”

“Put a message to Baekheon, the mad blood god.”