Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 63



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Episode 63. Temporary Disciple (1)

It is true that beggars are easy, but can openness be viewed as just beggars?

Imoo-myeong’s true intention was to shake his head vigorously at that question.

“What’s wrong? This escort.”

“Oh, no.”

Hanbin continued speaking while looking around.

“See, this escort agrees too.”

“It doesn’t look like you’re approving.”

Sim Mi-ho pointed at Lee Mu-myeong with a pouty expression.

While everyone was wondering, Hanbin revealed his plan.

“therefore…….”

As Hanbin continued his explanation, everyone’s eyes widened and their mouths dropped open.

Hanbin was explaining it as if he had seen Hong Chil-gae, the undisputed master, up close.

The most surprised person was So Dae-seop. What he couldn’t understand was that he had never heard of Han Bin being close to Gae-bok, and he had never seen him meet a beggar nearby.

But, you know everything about Hong Chil-gae, the undisputed master, from his habits to his tendencies.

Of course, Sim Mi-ho felt the same way.

Hanbin’s appearance, which was so bold as to reveal information several times more than what he had researched, was new no matter how I looked at it.

Well, Hanbin was fine. That’s because he had confessed all his memories from his past life.

After twenty years of being a martial artist, you will definitely get a chance to have a drink with some of the most famous martial artists.

However, there was one thing that Hanbin was not sure about. It was if Mujeja had lied to him in his previous life.

The meeting ended only when the first rooster crowed at dawn. Hanbin spoke to everyone who was looking at him with bloodshot eyes.

“Disband now!”

At that moment, everyone, including Sim Mi-ho, collapsed on the table instead of getting up from their seats.

dump!

* * *

The next afternoon.

Hanbin was walking down the street with a wooden sword at his side.

Hanbin’s destination was Cheonhwaru.

Cheonhwaru is a nine-story restaurant located between Jeilhyeon and Jeongranghyeon in Habuk, and is a famous restaurant in the area.

It was a restaurant right next to the Ronin Inn that had previously made a contract with the Ronin King.

Hanbin didn’t come here to taste food.

According to the information, Hong Chil-gae was begging there.

“I mean, openness is too equal, even if it’s equal.”

Hanbin chuckled and muttered to himself.

This was true. In the open, everyone except the Ark had to meet a certain amount of begging goals.

If you don’t meet that begging goal, you won’t be treated well, no matter how old you are.

In fact, someone as great as Hong Chil-gae would have achieved several years’ worth of goals by just visiting one large sect, but he, who was known as an eccentric, would never do such a thing.

He achieved his goal by hiding his identity and begging.

The person who lived a beggar’s life for sixty years in that classic manner was Hong Chil-gae.

Hanbin, who arrived at Cheonhwaru, carefully looked around.

A beggar caught Hanbin’s eye as he was wandering around.

It was a beggar located less than three steps away from Cheonhwaru.

“Phew, that guy also enjoys power.”

Hanbin, who found Hong Chil-gae, smiled faintly.

What kind of place is Cheonhwaru?

It was the best restaurant and restaurant in Habuk. But there’s a beggar next to it?

Will Cheonhwaru accept it?

Hong Chil-gae is currently receiving special privileges due to his status as a Murim Myeong-suk.

Of course, Hanbin didn’t care about that situation. All he had to do was fish him out.

Hanbin, who noticed Hong Chil-gae dozing off at the corner of Cheonhwaru, walked towards him without any problem.

Swish.

Hanbin, who was passing by, stopped walking.

Then he turned around again, took out the purse in his bosom, and threw a silver coin into Hong Chil-gae’s begging bowl.

Hanbin, who had thrown the silver coin in, left without even checking Hong Chil-gae’s face.

* * *

Clang.

At the sound of a coin falling, Hong Chil-gae instinctively looked at the begging bowl.

But what is this?

“omg!”

Hong Chil-gae opened his mouth wide.

Something absurd happened in his begging life.

In the begging bowl, a single silver coin was still rolling around, shining brightly.

“What the heck!”

Hong Chil-gae looked around.

However, the surroundings were empty, with only fallen leaves fluttering about.

Hong Chil-gae, the disciple of Mujeja, spoke softly.

“A certain deceased person… … .”

It was true. There were times when Shaolin monks and shamans would drop silver coins to make fun of him. However, this was the first time in his life that he had received silver coins through such pure effort.

After that, Hong Chil-gae opened his eyes wide to find the benefactor who had done him a favor.

However, the deceased did not appear even when the sun set.

Hong Chil-gae sighed as he watched the setting sun.

“Phew. Materialism is blocking my path!”

It was a case of someone trying to do good deeds with iron money but mistakenly dropping the silver coin instead.

Hong Chil-gae was contemplating whether he should leave this place.

Hong Chil-gae covered the tent with a blanket, determined to return the silver coin if anyone came looking for it.

Hong Chil-gae thought that any beggar, whether old or ordinary, could call any place a home as long as they laid down a mat.

And so the next day dawned.

It was when Hong Chil-gae was worrying about whether the owner of the silver coin would come.

“Eww!”

A little girl was looking up at a large tree next to Cheonhwaru and crying loudly.

As if responding to the crying, people passing by stopped, looked at the tree, and began to chatter.

“Oh my, what’s wrong with that?”

“That’s right. That kite, I think I bought it today, but it looks like that.”

“If you touch it wrong, it’ll all be torn apart.”

Everyone was looking at the child and the kite hanging on the tree.

Hanbin picked up a stone from behind them.

Then, without a care, he threw the stone into the air.

As the rocks that had been thrown over Hanbin’s head began to fall, Hanbin swung his wooden sword.

Of course, Hanbin’s wooden sword was invisible and fast because it contained the utility of ‘Lightning’.

When the stone reached Hanbin’s chest, it collided with the sword face.

bang.

The stone shot up the tree like an arrow.

Shh.

The stone flew in a straight line and hit the weakest part of the branch.

In an instant, the tree branch split apart.

A kite broke free from a tree branch, was blown by the wind, and fell to the ground.

Bam.

The sight made people even more excited.

“That’s fortunate.”

“But where did that stone come from?”

“I know?”

While people were just looking at each other’s faces, Hanbin nonchalantly placed the wooden sword at the edge of his waist.

Speed ​​depended on the beginner’s technique of Yongrin Sword Technique, but accuracy was Hanbin’s effort.

Hanbin was now able to handle the sword accurately enough, not only with the Yongrin Sword Technique.

What if the odds of hitting the branch were too high and the kite was torn apart?

Well, that didn’t matter either.

If you had worried about that, not all of Pangga’s jars would have broken.

Anyway, it seemed like he had succeeded in attracting the attention of the girl and the old beggar.

That was when.

Strangely, the girl holding the kite looked towards Hanbin.

Hanbin shrugged and smiled when he saw the girl.

As Hanbin shrugged his shoulders, the old beggar looked at the sight as if he found it amusing.

After the commotion died down and the people disappeared from Cheonhwaru, Hanbin finally approached the old beggar.

The old beggar, who had been looking at Hanbin closely, held out his hand and pretended to nod off.

Hanbin approached him and dropped a silver coin into the beggar’s hand with a kind face.

“You can buy some dumplings with this, old beggar.”

Giving silver to a beggar was something that could not normally be done.

Hanbin had never done anything like that in his past life.

The unexpected tends to create more unexpected things.

Yesterday and today, it was already the second time I did the same thing.

Hanbin looked at Hong Chil-gae with the most innocent expression possible.

Hong Chil-gae, the discipleless one.

He is very greedy for disciples, so he gets excited when he sees someone with extraordinary talent. But when it comes to recruiting them, he hesitates endlessly.

Why else would he have been banned from entering Shaolin Temple for trying to steal a disciple from Shaolin?

In Hanbin’s memory, he had no disciples until the end.

According to what I heard directly from Hong Chil-gae, the disciple he wanted was someone who possessed humanity, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust.

When he heard that, Hanbin had to vomit out the bitter taste that was going down his throat.

Why would a person with the virtues of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust be a beggar in an open country?

All the means of openness had one weakness.

Like a lazy disposition, lazy personality, or lazy habits.

It may sound like a play on words, but there was no one who was diligent in the path to openness.

However, the person Hong Chil-gae was looking for also had to be diligent.

Contrary to his true feelings, Hanbin did not lose his smile.

Bam.

“Oh my, thank you.”

Hong Chil-gae’s eyes trembled as he reflexively accepted the money.

It was the second silver lining following yesterday.

Are they the same person?

It was still too early to make a conclusion. Of course, if I revealed that I was an open elder and went to the Murim family, I would get a lot of silver coins…

I have never received this much money when begging anonymously.

Begging for a beggar meant the same thing as monks going around collecting alms and seeking enlightenment in the world.

Hong Chil-gae, the open elder and disciple of Muje, shook off his thoughts and looked at the other person.

“Huh?”

Hanbin had already disappeared from Hong Chil-gae’s sight.

Hong Chil-gae opened his eyes wide.

Is this clear?

“Lee Hyeong-hwan!”

No, that wasn’t enough.

The method called Lee Hyeong-hwan-wi is a method of moving a new body while leaving an afterimage.

But now there was no afterimage, no space, no nothing.

“Maybe it’s Taoist magic?”

Hong Chil-gae shook his head again.

Now the silver coin in his hand was out of sight.

The skill of striking a stone with the side of a sword to drop a kite was not ordinary.

There the young man even performed a mysterious magic trick.

Banrohwandong?

Or maybe you look young?

Or a master of the mysterious sect?

Where on earth did this expert come from? That was the only question that filled my head.

Then a voice was heard from behind.

“Beggar Grandpa, what are you doing?”

what?

Hong Chil-gae turned his head and saw Han Bin smiling brightly.

Now that I look at him, he looks older than I thought at first glance.

He looked to be close to twenty, but his pale face made him look three or four years younger.

Hong Chil-gae’s eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected situation.

He was sitting in the back, avoiding the gaze of those who were among the top 100 masters of the Jeongpa movement.

If this were real combat, he would have been dead.

“Uh, how?”

Hong Chil-gae’s voice trembled.

Hanbin blinked as if asking what was going on.

“Didn’t the beggar old man have his eyes closed? I have something to do in the back… … .”

Well, it was true. The reason Hong Chil-gae was so surprised was because he had killed his presence.

Rather than a change of scenery, it was a catch that erased the presence.

Hong Chil-gae wiped away his embarrassed expression and asked again.

“What do you mean by business?”

Hanbin continued speaking while stroking the swallow in his hand.

“There’s a swallow on the ground. Look here. It looks like it’s in pain. I want to save it, but I can’t get up there… .”

Hanbin trailed off.