Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 306



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306. No-Fold Society (1)

The story that Peng Heuk-bin secretly told was quite interesting.

But there were also some absurd things.

It happened in Chil-eum-hyeon.

It is said that Peng Hyeok-bin and his party entered upon receiving an invitation from Queen Hyeonbi.

That’s where the problem started.

Hyun-bi said that she requested a private meeting with Lee Mu-myeong, who was disguised as Han-bin.

But when he came back from there, Imoo-myeong was just staring at the ceiling without saying anything.

It’s as if someone has gone somewhere.

It is said that when asked what happened, Imoo-myeong would avoid answering and just sit in a corner.

“Well, let me ask myself.”

“Yeah, I guess that would be good. And there’s something else too.”

“What’s going on?”

“There seem to be quite a few people keeping an eye on you.”

“Who is after my neck?”

“Oh, that’s not it. It’s just that there are many people who want you.”

“What exactly does covet mean… … .”

“He said he wanted to take me as his son-in-law.”

“Who is it?”

“Well, on the Sapa side, Dokgo-ryeon, the older sister of the Sado-ryeonju, is also not ordinary.”

“Oh, I’ve met that old lady before. But she didn’t seem to show any signs of that to me. And as far as I know, she doesn’t have any family. Her younger siblings also only have sons.”

“What granddaughter did you say she was… … .”

“Really? That senior had a granddaughter?”

Hanbin narrowed his eyes and looked at Peng Heukbin.

“They said I had a granddaughter, but I didn’t know who she was.”

“okay.”

“By the way, what on earth happened to the Ohodanmun?”

“I suddenly realized this while traveling. The help I got from my senior, Dokgo-ryeon, whom I met last time, was also a big help.”

“You’ve been calling me senior for a while now, but isn’t that rude to your elders?”

“That senior will get angry if you call him old. When you meet him next time, try calling him older sister. He will treat you differently.”

“Heh heh.”

Peng Hyuk-bin looked at Han-bin, bursting into laughter.

He was the younger brother who had only been in Habuk until he returned.

But don’t you know about martial arts like an old hand who has been around for decades?

Peng Hyuk-bin had to suspect that Han-bin had clairvoyance.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to see through the personalities of the veterans.

The biggest thing was how he knew that the Oho Dan Moon Do of the Habuk Peng family was wrong, and how he corrected it.

But, you couldn’t ask that on the street.

That was when.

Peng Hyuk-bin grabbed Han Bin’s sleeve.

“It’s dangerous, Hanbin.”

“Why are you doing that?”

“Your momentum is amazing.”

In the direction that Peng Hyuk-bin was looking, someone was walking towards him.

He was a man in a state of trance just a moment ago.

Hanbin smiled brightly and reassured Peng Heukbin.

“Don’t worry. I am from a shamanic temple.”

“A shaman… … .”

Peng Hyuk-bin was left speechless.

Because the gate closed the distance in the blink of an eye.

It was when Peng Hyeok-bin opened his eyes wide in awe of the mysterious law.

Hyunmun passed Peng Heokbin and stood in front of Hanbin.

The deeply buried gate opened its mouth.

“Thank you for teaching me.”

“It’s nothing.”

“Thanks to you, I was able to erase my desire to kill. I did not understand the Master’s words and only cared about the appearance of Guanyin… … Confucius enlightened me of this foolishness.”

Hanbin narrowed his eyes.

It feels like I’ve attained the Tao, rather than the enlightenment of martial arts.

The sincerity of Taoism was clearly evident in his eyes and voice.

Hanbin waved his hand.

“Is there something special about enlightenment? The true man must have already attained enlightenment.”

“hmm.”

“But you may have forgotten one thing.”

“Can I ask what that is?”

“It is said, ‘If you get a fish, you will forget it.’”

“It’s a waste of time… … .”

He repeated the words “deuk-eo-mang-jeon” with his mouth as if he were a cow chewing its cud.

“As a fisherman forgets the trap once he catches a fish. The true man has already attained enlightenment through Guanyin, but he cannot let go of Guanyin.”

“haha.”

Hyunmun suddenly started laughing as if he had lost his mind.

After a while, he turned to Hanbin again.

Then he continued speaking with a serious expression.

“I will keep my promise to my lord.”

“Yes, thank you.”

“Once I keep my promise with Confucius, I will visit the shaman.”

“Yes, it is right to return to being a shaman.”

“I will return to the shaman and ask for excommunication, and then return to Confucius.”

“yes?”

Hanbin opened his eyes wide.

The look in his eyes was like, “What the hell are you talking about?”

The reason I helped Hyunmun was because I wanted to form a relationship with Hyunmun, a shamanistic sect, not with Hyunmun who had been excommunicated.

“Our master always said that the one who gives enlightenment is the master. He said that the relationship between a teacher and a disciple is just a formality. He said that when you meet a true master later, serve him with all your heart. So I will serve my Confucius as my master.”

“this…….”

Hanbin was left speechless.

Now I understand my memories from my past life.

Why did he abandon the great shaman sect and enter Shaolin to become the disciple of Master Ilji?

The problem was the artist named Sabu who ordered Hyeonmun to carve a statue of Avalokitesvara.

It was clear that his master was not trying to solve the fundamental problem of the gate, but rather to cover it up temporarily.

To achieve enlightenment while carving a statue of Avalokitesvara means to stop thinking and just keep carving.

What the master truly wanted was for someone to form a connection while carving the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and leave the shaman.

Well, if you leave and join another sect, that sect will be left with the same bomb called the Hyeonmun.

The word bomb doesn’t seem to fit right now, but… … .

Hanbin continued speaking.

“Have you forgotten the Deuk-eo-mang-jeon?”

“How could I forget the teachings of Confucius?”

“But why did you forget?”

“What do you mean, I forgot?”

“Think about it. If you have attained enlightenment, why do you need a trap called a master?”

“Hmm, now that I think about it… … .”

Hyunmun trailed off.

At that sight, Hanbin quickly continued speaking.

“What is important about the school and what is the need for a master? However, you can’t go around without clothes, right? Just think of them as clothing necessary for daily life.”

“Confucius was right. I am once again gaining enlightenment.”

Hyunmun has been swept by the lottery once again.

As their conversation neared its conclusion, Peng Heuk-bin cautiously intervened.

“I’m sorry, but who on earth are you, sir… … .”

When Peng Hyuk-bin nodded to Han Bin, Han Bin answered.

“You are the true person of the shaman’s gate.”

“They say I’m the real person at Hyeonmun… … .”

Peng Hyuk-bin was left speechless.

What was before his eyes was the greatest headache in the history of shamanism.

Why else would Jeong Ui-maeng have secretly distributed a note telling people to avoid the main gate as much as possible?

The incident where one of the disciples of the Cheongseongpa broke his head because he urinated in the direction of the shaman was will forever be remembered in the history of martial arts.

How could the Cheongseongpa warrior know that Mt. Mudang was in the direction he was resting?

No matter which direction you point, the world has four directions, east, west, south, and north, so the odds are one in four.

There was only one reason why Peng Hyuk-bin was so flustered.

I was worried that I would get entangled in something bad with a large sect before the Mugajihoe.

At that moment, Hyunmun looked at Hanbin.

“Confucius, then you may use me as you wish for a month.”

“Then, first, please take care of your beard and hair, then wash your face thoroughly. I’ll give you the money.”

“No, that’s okay. I’ve already made quite a bit of money selling Buddhist statues.”

After finishing speaking, Hyeonmun disappeared from his seat.

Peng Hyuk-bin looked at Han-bin silently as if asking what was going on.

Hanbin shrugged his shoulders and didn’t give much of an answer.

When it was time for a cup of tea, Hyeonmun arrived in front of Hanbin.

Hanbin narrowed his eyes when he saw the main gate.

A man in his mid-thirties, of fairly good appearance, was standing there.

He looked incredibly young for his age.

In short, it wasn’t the same gate I knew in my previous life.

Perhaps the result of enlightenment?

Hanbin said after a moment of hesitation.

“You will be my escort for one month from now on.”

“Good. I will follow Confucius’s words.”

“After a month, return to being a shaman without saying a word.”

“No matter what… … .”

“A land of gain and loss!”

“Okay.”

As Hyunmun smiled brightly, Hanbin turned his head and sighed invisibly.

At that moment, Seol-hwa carefully bowed her head towards Peng Heuk-bin from behind.

“Your Majesty, have you been well?”

“Who are you, young lady?”

When Peng Hyeok-bin asked in confusion, Seol-hwa tilted her head.

“It’s Seolhwa. Don’t you recognize me?”

“Seo, Seolhwa… … Then, is the young lady next to me Cheonghwa?”

“Yes, that’s right. How have you been, Your Highness?”

When Cheonghwa answered with sparkling eyes, Peng Hebin opened his eyes wide and turned his head towards Hanbin.

With an expression that asked, “What happened?”

Hanbin, who saw that expression, answered with a kind face.

“It’s a secret, brother.”

* * *

A few days later, Hanbin and his party finally entered Sacheondangga again.

What greeted them was the name of the Sacheon Party.

Danggi-myeong greeted Hanbin politely.

But, I pretended not to know.

“Welcome to Sacheondangga.”

The name of the party was a lottery to them at the main gate of Sacheondangga.

For a moment, Danggi-myeong opened his eyes wide.

It was because of the people who were with Hanbin.

Hwangbo Man-cheong said he saw it at Cheonsujang, but the Shandong Musicians and the Mu clan swordsmen were all there.

At that moment, Hanbin gave a subtle nod.

The commander, who noticed the signal, nodded quietly.

It was a signal that everything had been delivered.

Hanbin also nodded in agreement.

Hanbin was able to put his worries to rest with this.

This is because it means that the letter he wrote while parting ways with Sim Mi-ho was delivered well.

The Sega that came with Habukpangga were assigned accommodations in relatively quiet places.

After unpacking everything, Hanbin stretched and left the room.

Now, all we had to do was wait for the free event that would start in three days.

Hanbin, who was seriously thinking about the plan, smiled without realizing it.

It was only yesterday that I found out why Imoo-myeong was so depressed.

The reason was simple.

It is said that Lee Mu-myeong, who was summoned by Queen Hyeon, was forced to become engaged to the princess.

In this shocking situation, Imoo-myeong said he inadvertently revealed his identity.

However, it is said that Queen Hyun and the princess did not believe Lee Mu-myeong’s words. They thought he was lying because of his nature as a martial artist who was not entangled with the royal family.

It was an awkward situation for Imoo-myeong.

It is said that Hyeonbi and the princess said they would wait at Chilumhyeon and told them to stop by as soon as the Mugajihoe was over.

Well, the thing that’s crazy and makes you jump for joy is that the other person is a kid who isn’t even fifteen years old.

To Imoo-myeong, it was a proposal that came as a bolt from the blue.

Imoo-myeong grabbed Hanbin’s sleeve and asked him to go instead, but Hanbin smiled brightly and refused.

It was because it was right for Shadow Escort to accept such a situation.

“Did I go too far?”

Hanbin smiled brightly and looked out at the view of the annex.

While he was looking around with a leisurely expression, Seolhwa grabbed Hanbin’s sleeve from behind.

“Master, have you forgotten something?”

Seol-hwa’s expression was serious.